The next morning.
Looking at the south peak, the mountain temple.
Zhongnan has beautiful Yin ridges and snow-covered clouds.
The golden morning glow falls on the snow-covered temple. Standing at the temple gate, you can see mountains after mountains, mountains within mountains, twisting like dragons and snakes, winding and twisting continuously for more than a thousand miles.
Although it was the first time the golden sun appeared, because the surroundings were surrounded by high-cold snow-capped mountains, apart from the everlasting snow beneath our feet, there was no grass growing around us and not even a bird or animal could be seen.
There is only this lonely mountain temple and the five people who are resting in the temple at this time.
After traveling all night, Wei Changtian and his party had passed through the outer reaches of the Tianshan Mountains as planned and arrived at the peak named "Wangnan".
And this is also the last mountain with a name in the Tianshan Mountains. Going further, there are all the nameless mountains.
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“I didn’t expect that there is a temple in this poor place.”
After standing outside the temple gate and watching for a while, Wei Changtian murmured something in a low voice, seeming a little surprised.
Zhang San and Lu Huang were lighting a fire in the temple and preparing to cook porridge for breakfast.
Yang Liushi was cleaning a snow rabbit that had just been unfortunately encountered by a few people with melted snow nearby, and planned to roast it and eat it.
Huang Sheng, on the other hand, followed Wei Changtian. When he heard the latter's words, he explained
"Sir, this temple was originally the seat of a small sect."
"It's just that this sect is not very popular. After the death of the leader a few decades ago, the birds and beasts dispersed, leaving the sect empty here."
"Later, several wealthy families in Liangzhou City paid for the renovation of this place and turned it into a mountain temple to worship the Snow God of Tianshan Mountain."
"Actually, there are quite a few people who come here to worship in summer and autumn."
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It can be seen that Huang Sheng is indeed familiar with the situation in Tianshan Mountain, and the origin of this temple is clear and logical.
While Wei Changtian listened, he strolled into the main hall and looked up at the several-foot-tall immortal statue enshrined in the center.
Compared with the "hateful" Buddhist statues of King Kong and Hercules, Taoist statues are obviously more benevolent and benevolent.
With a fluttering white beard, one hand is on his knees and the other is slightly lowered. He looks straight ahead, as if looking at the stretching snow-capped mountains outside the palace.
Good guy, is this the Snow God?
Why is he an old man again?
I always feel that a deity like Snow God should be a woman with cool clothes and a good figure.
Making a complaint in his mind, Wei Changtian looked away and looked at the bronze statue, copper plate and other objects placed in front of the statue.
There are no rotten tributes on it, and even the ashes in the incense burner are very smooth. It seems that someone must have maintained it.
"Colonel Huang, this mountain temple is not small. There should be Taoist priests living there."
"Sir, there are indeed people living here in other seasons."
Huang Sheng replied, "However, no people come to worship in winter. In addition, this place is deep in the Tianshan Mountains, and monsters occasionally appear. Therefore, these Taoist priests will temporarily leave when winter comes and come back in the next spring." "
"I see."
Wei Changtian nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
At this time, the aroma of porridge also floated in the courtyard.
"Sir, the porridge is ready."
Zhang San ran in and said something.
"Um."
Wei Changtian responded casually, and was about to drink some porridge, but his eyes suddenly turned to the feet of the statue.
Just now, he seemed to hear a slight movement here.
"Sir, I heard this too."
Next to him, Huang Sheng, who had slowly drawn his sword, proved that he had not heard any hallucinations.
The two looked at each other and then slowly approached the snow god statue on the mountain.
Yang Liushi and Lu Huang in the courtyard also noticed the situation here and approached the main hall with serious expressions, ready for battle.
To be honest, with the combined combat power of Wei Changtian and others, they would not panic at all even when encountering second-level masters.
However, this Tianshan Mountains is sparsely populated after all, so it’s better to be careful in everything.
In this way, with Wei Changtian and Huang Sheng in front, Zhang San, Lu Huang, and Yang Liushi behind, the five of them approached the statue step by step, preparing to explore the source of the sound just now.
However, when Wei Changtian, who was walking in the front, was only one step away from the statue, something unexpected happened suddenly.
I saw that the eyes of the statue that were looking straight ahead suddenly moved, and actually looked down, and their eyes fell directly on the five people at its feet.
Then, an extremely cold voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears.
"roll"
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Like thunder from the sky, and like a whisper from the devil's mouth.
This sound of "roll" seems to be really mixed with both good and evil divine power, which is in great contrast with the amiable shape of the statue.
The clay statue not only moved its eyes, but also spoke.
If an ordinary person were here, they would probably be scared out of their wits and pissed right now.
But apart from being a little surprised at first, Wei Changtian and the other five showed no fear at all.
Lu Huang, Huang Sheng, and Zhang San still had some vigilance on their faces.
The expressions of Wei Changtian and Yang Liushi are even more intriguing.
The two of them looked at each other, and both saw a hint of dumbfounding in each other's eyes.
Good guy.
The level of this illusion is too low.
After a stick of incense.
A rabbit with its fur shed was roasting next to the blazing bonfire. The fat dripped down the browned and crispy rabbit legs, making a crackling sound in the fire.
Not far from the roasted rabbit, Zhang San was sharpening a knife with a small white fox.
"Sir, this Xuehu probably has twenty or thirty years of experience."
"You little man, just kill it and roast it to add vegetables."
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Holding a porcelain bowl in his hand, Wei Changtian drank porridge while glancing at the little fox that had been "strangled by the throat of fate" by Zhang San, feeling quite speechless.
What I thought was some amazing adventure turned out to be just a fox causing trouble.
This monster didn't have deep spiritual knowledge. He probably came here to "borrow" a house in the winter when there was no one in the temple, but unfortunately he met him.
But there is one thing to say, even though this little guy is not very good at illusions, even Zhang San can see through it.
But its ability to conceal its aura was pretty good, and I didn't notice its presence even after staying in the main hall for so long.
If it hadn't lost its composure and wanted to use the statue to scare itself away, I doubt this would have happened.
"Forget it, fox meat doesn't taste good."
After looking at Yangliu Shi with a complicated expression, Wei Changtian waved to Zhang San, "Let it go."
"Sir, if you don't eat me, you are a villain, so I'll let you go."
Zhang San originally wanted to get himself an extra meal, but when he saw Wei Changtian's eyes, he quickly stopped talking and dropped the little fox to the ground as soon as he let go.
The latter is also "cunning" enough. When in Zhang San's hands, he clearly looked like "I'm dead", but as soon as he fell to the ground, he seemed to have suddenly come back to life. He ran away in the blink of an eye. Disappeared deep into the mountain temple.
"Ha ha ha ha"
Everyone laughed when they saw it, and no one cared about where it went.
Only Yang Liushi quietly cast a grateful look at Wei Changtian, and then gently lowered his head.
Soon, everyone put the matter out of their minds and continued to eat breakfast while the porridge was still hot.
but
"Sir, why does this porridge taste so bad?"
"Ahem, I don't feel the smell."
"Well, Colonel Huang, General Lu, do you think there's something wrong with this porridge?"
"No"
"Ah madam, what about you?"
"It doesn't stink, Zhang San, is it because your mouth smells bad?"
"I don't have a bad mouth"
After looking at the serious Yangliu Shi and Wei Changtian who was trying to suppress his laughter, Zhang San was full of doubts.
"Could it be that the fox cast an illusion on me again?"
"That's not right. I didn't notice any difference in my true energy this time."
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