"Hidden Immortal Cave." Looking at the portal that appeared like this, at this time, Mo Dharma Emperor and the others couldn't help but look at each other. This was completely different from the Hidden Immortal Cave they had imagined.
In their imagination, the Hidden Immortal Cave is not only very secret, but before the entrance to the Immortal Cave, there must be something supremely magical, with endless seals, and there may even be immortal laws suppressing the entrance. Any existence, No one can get close to the entrance, and no invincible person can force his way into the hidden fairy cave.
In the imagination of Mo Dharma Emperor and the others, the Hidden Immortal Cave must be the supreme Immortal Cave. It has unrivaled powerful seals and a myriad of atmospheres. People can tell at a glance that this is an Immortal Cave, and even the Supreme Emperor cannot open it. Fairy Cave.
However, there was nothing in front of him except the reef arch. If it weren't for the Ten Hidden Rings, it would be impossible to open this portal made of sea water.
Moreover, it does not mean that you have these ten secret rings to open this portal. It must be a specific method and a specific person to open this secret fairy cave.
Even the Nanshan Woodcutter, who is a guide sent by the Heaven of Life and Death, is guiding the Hidden Dynasty, and has a noble status like him, but he can't open the Hidden Immortal Cave, nor can he enter the Hidden Immortal Cave.
At this moment, Li Qiye stepped into the Hidden Immortal Cave. When Li Qiye passed through the portal composed of sea water, with a "crash", the entire portal collapsed and disappeared. Without a trace.
At this time, the reef arch in front of us was so inconspicuous that it was impossible to imagine that such a place was remembered by the Hidden Dynasty for millions of years and was the supreme place in the hearts of generations of the Hidden Dynasty. This was it. Just a reef arch.
If there were other disciples of the Hidden Dynasty here, they would not believe that all this was true. This was the legendary Hidden Immortal Cave.
"Just wait, I'm afraid it will take time." At this time, Nanshan Woodcutter sat down, and Chu Zhu and the others also sat down. They could only wait for Li Qiye to come out, and there was no other way. .
There was a "buzz" sound, and after Li Qiye passed through the portal of the Hidden Immortal Cave, he instantly arrived at another world and another place.
This is not a vast world, nor is it some magnificent mountains and rivers. This is just a small village.
This small village is surrounded by mountains. It only has a thin three-acre field among the high mountains. It looks a bit barren.
Looking at such a barren mountain village, one would think that it could not support many people.
In fact, such a barren and small village cannot support many people.
In this village, there is such a family, and there is only such a family. When you see this family, you will understand that this family is the entire village.
In front of this one-third acre of thin land, there is an old sycamore tree. This old sycamore tree is very old. Its trunk is so thick that only three or four people can hug it.
The bark of the old sycamore tree is old and thick. It has experienced many years of wind and frost. When the old bark cracks, it looks like dragon scales. It is not only very thick, but also very hard. , it seems that these are the dragon scales shed by an old dragon.
There are not many branches and leaves on the whole sycamore tree, and they are sparse. I don’t know whether it is because autumn has come and the lush leaves have fallen to the ground, or because this sycamore tree is already old and approaching the end of its life. year, so there are no leaves or branches left.
Under the sycamore tree, there is an ancient well. This ancient well is very old. Even the old bricks along the well have been tortured. It seems that, day after day, year after year, millions of years have passed. Fetching water from this ancient well has been trampled so hard that the bricks and stones at the mouth of the well have been worn away.
Looking towards the ancient well, I saw that the ancient well was very deep, with sparkling water faintly visible. However, when I looked further down, I couldn't see the bottom. I didn't know if the ancient well was unfathomably deep and could lead directly to the deepest part of the earth. To the land of Nine Netherworlds.
Under the sycamore tree, next to the ancient well, there is a hut. This hut is really small, and can only accommodate one or two people. Moreover, such a hut is very simple, and is made of rammed earth. It is covered with thatch.
Looking at such a simple little house, one can't help but doubt that if it weren't for the plane trees covering the roof, such a small house would probably collapse after a heavy rain.
And just in front of this hut, there is a rock. This rock is very rough and made naturally without any polishing.
It is such a large and rough natural rock. At first glance, it is just a rock. However, upon closer inspection, this rock looks a bit like a toad lying there.
When there is such a toad stone lying in front of a small house, it is like a folk legend. This toad stone is a toad that has become a spirit. When it lies in front of the house, then this toad stone No more mosquitoes visit the hut.
In addition to this, a stove was set up in front of the house, with an anvil beside it.
"Dang, Dang, Dang..." bursts of sound of blacksmithing sounded. At this time, when you approached, you saw someone striking iron.
The blacksmith is an old man. This old man has white hair and wrinkles on his face. It looks like time has left countless vicissitudes on his face.
The old man was holding a hammer in his hand, and he was hitting the red-hot iron block with hammer after hammer. He seemed to be making a farm tool, maybe a hatchet or a plowing tool. plow.
In front of the stove, there was an old woman. She was adding firewood and blowing the air. This old woman looked a little thin. All the teeth in her mouth were about to fall out. Only skin and bones were left in her old hands, which looked like chicken feet. Same.
An old man, an old woman, in such a small independent village, there is only a broken house, a blower, and one person blacksmithing. It seems that at this moment, they are the only ones left in the whole world, the whole world.
In front of the old house, the old man was hammering iron and the old woman was blowing the wind. In this world, apart from them, there was only one-third of an acre of land in front of the door. This was a very lonely and lonely way. Feel.
It seems that there are no other people in the world, only them are left. Apart from that, the world is quiet.
However, this was not the case for them. Amidst the sounds of "dang, clang, clang", both the old woman and the old man were very immersed in each other.
A blower and a blacksmith, they have reached an unparalleled tacit understanding without any verbal communication or communication.
In every inadvertent movement, they are not only integrated into the tacit understanding between each other, but also integrated into the entire world. It seems that their every breath, every drum and hammer , has become the rhythm of the entire world.
Therefore, when others stand in such a small village, they will feel lonely and lonely. It is as if they are the only ones left in the whole world. The whole world seems to have entered the twilight era, as if it has come to an end.
However, between them, in their eyes, they are everything in this world. With their tacit cooperation, they seem to have everything in the world, and the wealth and fulfillment in it are far beyond the reach of the world. imagination.
Holding the hand of the child, growing old with the child, or this is a state of growing old together, even if there are only two of them in the world, then they will own the whole world.
"Dang, Dang, Dang..." The sound of blacksmithing echoed in this small village and throughout the world.
Li Qiye looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but show a faint smile. He looked at the trees and grass here and walked slowly over.
At this time, Li Qiye looked carefully at the sycamore tree, then at the ancient well, and finally at the toad stone. Finally, his eyes fell on the old couple.
The old couple didn't seem to notice Li Qiye's arrival. They were still concentrating on hammering. Amidst the bursts of "dang, dang, dang" sounds, they were filled with endless rhythms. They were immersed in each other. Among them.
It seemed that what they forged was not a simple farm tool, but an amazing and unparalleled artifact.
"Zi, Zhi, Zhi..." Finally, the iron was beaten and quenched in water. Amidst the sizzling sound, a hatchet finally took shape.
At this time, the old man and his wife came back to their senses from the world they were immersed in.
"The distinguished guest has come from afar. We are not welcome. We are not welcome." The old man wiped his old hands with a scarf. When he saw Li Qiye, he couldn't help but smile and bowed to Li Qiye.
"It seems that I came at the wrong time." Li Qiye smiled faintly.
"Sir, it's always the right time to come." At this time, the old woman was arranging a stool, making tea, and setting out snacks for Li Qiye. She was very enthusiastic.
The old woman's voice was very clear and crisp, like an oriole coming out of the valley. Listening to this voice, she seemed to be an eighteen-year-old girl.
"It's a pity that I am not the person you are waiting for." Li Qiye sat down and said, "Otherwise, you would have made a big show of your power and made a big splash."
As he spoke, he glanced at the sycamore tree, ancient well and stone toad.
"Sir, you are an immortal. This little trick can't be hidden from you." The old man couldn't help laughing.
(End of chapter)
