After the Fairy Disappeared

  After entering, the cliffs on both sides cut off the direction of the mountain wind, and the wind force dropped sharply.

  Shi Erdao took a breath and said: "Outside, the platform outside is the wind path of the kamikaze. It's not a big deal now, every midnight and noon, the strong wind is better than the bone-scraping steel knife, directly harvesting people's lives."

  He Lingchuan wondered: "But I think there is a stone wall foundation left on the platform, which should be the remains of the building."

   To build a building at a high place, the base must be used as a fixed support first. He Lingchuan didn't have time to take a closer look, all he knew was that the stone bases were very large, which shows that most of the buildings here were magnificent in the past.

"Isn't the wind demon the monster they raised?" Shi Erdao explained, "With the help of the wind demon, what's the big deal for them to build a building here? I came here when the wind was small, and there were still several monuments standing on the platform It's a pity that the inscriptions on the inscriptions were all worn away by the wind and snow, so they couldn't be seen clearly. By the way, there are also two sculptures of the Wind Lion God. They were carved directly on the stone mountain, and they will not be scraped off."

  When the wind is weak, standing on the platform overlooking the snowy area, you must have a great view of the small mountains, right?

  Others see the sun shining on the golden dome, but you are on the golden dome.

  He Lingchuan followed Shi Erdang's family into the mountain road, only to find that the huge mountain wall blocked all the wind and snow, so there was only a small wind blowing behind the wall, which was soft compared to the violent and harsh outside.

   Come here, He Lingchuan couldn't help but let out an ooh.

  This Fengmo Mountain should really be renamed Lotus Peak. In fact, the top of the mountain is in the shape of a lotus bud. More than a dozen huge rock walls are like lotus petals, blocking the hollow mountainside, and there are few snowflakes falling from above.

  This huge mountainside may have been half-empty, but the ancient immortals must have used their hands and feet to carve it out, and dug it down more than two hundred feet, which looks like layers of terraced fields.

  In other words, perhaps they did open up terraced fields here, because He Lingchuan also saw traces of winding waterways, which were all dug out by hand, with ditches and canals.

  Thinking back then, it might have been green here, with clear springs surrounding the fields.

  The mountain road winds on the cliffs of strange rocks, and there are bases left by buildings everywhere. He Lingchuan saw that the largest white jade beam was seven feet long (21 meters), and several people could not enclose it, and it rolled down from nowhere, and it happened to be stuck on the rock.

  It should have been installed on the roof of which hall. But with today's manpower, it is impossible to hoist it to such a steep mountain.

   It can be seen that there used to be buildings here built according to the mountain, or high cliffs, or located in rural areas, well-proportioned, absolutely uninhabited by ordinary people.

  When they were in their heyday, they might really be regarded as Qionglouyuyuyu, castles in the air.

   But now, there is not even a single piece of wood left.

  He Lingchuan caressed the mountain wall, and suddenly said: "There used to be plants here, it should have been a land of gentleness."

  The places where moss has grown for many years will leave pale white and light green dot marks, which are difficult to remove unless they are flattened. This mountain wall has such traces.

  Heart Mirror also said: "There must have been an enchantment in this place!"

  Even if the Misty Sect tames the wind demons for their own use, they must use barriers to resist the severe cold and snow, and prop up a greenhouse so that the plants can grow freely here. Who doesn't yearn for warmth? Even immortals would not like to stay in a place of extreme cold all year round.

  There are mountains, waters, houses and fields, and the Taoyuan in the belly of the mountain is isolated from the world.

  Using manpower to conquer the sky can only be achieved in the ancient times when the immortals were brilliant. Standing here today, people can only retreat to the style of the immortal family and lament the vicissitudes of life.

  Shi Erdao shrugged his shoulders: "After the aura weakened, the sect also moved to the plains. Someone came to see it and said that these are all relics before the middle period of the Middle Ages."

   If you want to live otherworldly, you have to pay the price.

  When I couldn’t pay, I had to move out.

  He Lingchuan couldn't help asking: "Why do they live in a lonely place, enduring the wind, snow and cold?"

"See those terraced fields? Do you think they grow barley and beans like ordinary people?" Hu Xinjing is good as a teacher. Located on a high mountain. The richer and purer the aura, the better the elixir it will produce."

   "So it is."

  The practice of eating mountains from mountains has not changed since ancient times, "Then the children of the Immortal family are also more advanced farmers?"

  Farmers plant crops, and immortals cultivate spiritual fields, is there a difference?

  The mirror couldn't refute for a while: "You can do it, you are right."

  He Lingchuan bumped into something at his feet, squatted down and looked at it: "Here is another sculpture."

   The sculpture, which fell from nowhere, is four feet high, and the bottom has been broken. He Lingchuan turned it over and cleared off the sand and snow on it.

  The sculpture has a lion head and a human body, but it is not in a prone position, but in a standing position.

  From top to bottom, the whole body is a cylinder, and the hands are placed neatly by the side, which looks a little cute.

"This is the Wind Lion God, a custom handed down from the Misty Sect. Up to now, the villages and towns on the Galewind Tundra often place the Wind Lion Lord to drive away the wind and suppress evil spirits." The second head of the stone said, pointing to the terraced fields, "Look, Often seen around fields and buildings."

   This is indeed the case. There are always sculptures of Fengshi Lord in the field and near the base of the building, some are upright, and some are squatting. Some of them seem to be placed on the ground at first glance, while others should have originally been seated on the roof.

   And they usually come in pairs, one big and one small.

"After the Misty Sect died, some people came here to steal the Wind Lion God and put it back, and sometimes sold it at a high price. I saw it in the market before, and it was only as big as a slap." Master Shi Er patted the snow on his hat , "Oh, the small ones have been taken away, and all the big ones left behind are the ones that can't be hugged."

  He Lingchuan focused his attention on the big hole in the mountainside. As I said before, there is a gap in this mountain. There is a huge stone gap that seems to run through from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain. The widest part of the opening reaches a foot, like the mouth of a monster. It is enough to stuff a few He Lingchuan into it. .

   "Look at this." Master Shi Er grabbed a stone bigger than his fist and threw it towards the crevice.

  Da da da, the stone rolled into the crevice, silently.

   There is not even an echo of a landing, and the depth of the stone crack can be seen.

   "Huh?" Master Shi Er was a little surprised, and threw another stone down, still the same. "How is this going? "

  「What are you performing?」

  "It stands to reason that if the stone falls directly above the crack, it will stop falling, and the wind blowing up from below will hold it up and make it keep rolling on the spot.

He pointed to the crack in the ground and said, "This is the source of the Meridian Divine Wind. Every hour, the wind coming out of the crack will increase, reaching its peak at midnight and midnight respectively, and then blowing out through the holes in the stone wall. , and did not stay on the side of the mountain.”

   "I don't know why, but there is no wind coming out of the stone throwing this time. I have thrown it twice before, and it is clear that there are both."

  He Lingchuan looked up at the entire mountain, and it seemed that the wind path had been planned from the beginning.

   "It is said that the founder of Misty Peak established a sect here after he tamed the wind demon. With the protection of the wind demon, it is difficult for others to attack."

  He Lingchuan nodded: "The treasure tree king defeated the wind demon before he can take the entire tundra."

  He felt a little disappointed. It seems that the ruins have survived the wind and snow for hundreds of years, received an unknown number of tourists, and left nothing useful.

   As soon as this thought came to mind, my chest felt warm.

  He couldn't help but be overjoyed:

  God Bone Necklace or find a treasure here?

  He Lingchuan walked around the ruins, judging the location of the so-called "treasure" based on the heat of the necklace.

   In the eyes of Master Shi Er, he is just wandering around. Most of the people who came to the Misty Sect ruins for the first time were like this.

  However, He Lingchuan's face became more and more serious, because he had already discovered that the closer to the wide ground seam, the lower the heat of the necklace.

   It wasn't until he went down and stood on the edge of the ground fissure that the divine bones approached normal.

   Isn’t this cheating?

  He Lingchuan kicked a few more stones into the cracks in the ground, but there was still no echo for a long time.

   Unfathomable.

   And does the divine bone necklace require him to jump in like this?

   Does this product want to change its owner?

  The second head of Shi saw him standing on the edge of the crack in the ground, poking his head, and hurriedly reminded: "Brother He, be careful!"

   If you fall into it, you will lose your bones. "

  He Lingchuan stretched out his hand and brushed against the cracks of the ground a few times, then suddenly said: "You said, it's usually windy here?"

"Yes." Master Shi Er said, "The closer it gets to two o'clock in the middle of the afternoon, the stronger the wind. You see, it's almost noon now. There should be strong winds in this entire ruins and the entire mountainside." Not like now, just a breeze.

  But He Lingchuan couldn't feel the wind coming from the cracks in the ground.

  The air here seems to freeze.

  Where did the perennial wind go?

   Something is very wrong. Even if there is no meridian kamikaze here, due to the temperature difference, there should be wind from the cracks normally.

  Even if it is an underground cave, it is a summer resort with cool breeze blowing all year round.

  He suspected that someone was going to plot against the guards here, and the entrance and exit of Meridian Kamikaze were abnormal?

   Is it just a coincidence, or is it in line with the old saying:

  If things go wrong, there must be...a demon?

  He originally thought that if the people behind the scenes attacked the guards, they might find a way to knock down the rocks above the official road, causing the rocks to collapse. After all, this is the most effective way to win more with less, not to mention that those people have already used it once in Ping Shan, so they should be familiar with it again this time.

  As for Fengmo Mountain, He Lingchuan originally thought it was just a base for observation.

   After all, this dangerous peak is not connected to the Panshan official road on the opposite side, and there is a bottomless abyss in between. The behind-the-scenes people should have no way to attack from here.

  But after seeing the abnormality of the ground seam, he felt that his estimation seemed to be biased.

  The ground seams that are too calm, the wind without a trace, the former habitat of wind demons, the feverish bones...

   There was an impossible answer that emerged from the bottom of He Lingchuan's heart.

   Is there something under here that **** the wind away?

  He didn't care about the heat warning from the divine bone necklace, and suddenly said to Master Shi Er: "Go to the sheep!"

   "Ah? Oh." As soon as Master Shi Er stretched out his hand, He Lingchuan lifted him into the back seat, and the blue sheep spread its hooves and ran to a high place.