Way of Choices

The Wanjian Great Array from the mountain started again, and the Wandao Jianguang under the sunrise was like gold.

Bai He cleared his voice and left the Virgin Peak.

On the Gan Terrace in the Kyoto Imperial Palace, there is no figure of the Queen Mother.

The bells in the palace rang without warning, and although there was no rush, they were endless, as if they would never stop.

Under the grass outside the Hanqiu City, Zhu Luo suddenly opened his eyes, only infinite vigilance and shock, where can I see half drunk,

In the carriage, Mei Lisha also opened her eyes, a slightly inexplicable look flashed in her slightly cloudy eyes.

They don’t know what is happening in the far north, outside the old snow town, and they don’t yet know the vibration of the mountain, and can’t hear the bells of the palace, but at the previous moment, they felt a very unexpected shock. ——Zhou Yuan is closed again!

There was a lot of noise in the woods, and the elders of the Changsheng sect, the priests of the state religion, and the teachers of the denominations of the colleges rushed to the unbroken cloud.

The lightning in the fog is still as fierce as a snake, and the channel opened by the rainbow in the early morning, I do not know when it has disappeared, is re-occupied by the fog.

The rainbow is still there, but it can't open the way accurately by constantly moving its position, and can only keep the fog rolling.

Zhu Luo and Mei Lisha stood at the forefront, looking at the picture in front of them seriously, with their eyesight, they could see that the winding path was looming in the fog, confirming that the channel had not been completely disappeared, but only received some kind of Interference, temporarily impassable.

"The small world has its own rules of operation, and no one can change it except the owner."

Mei Lisha said slowly: "Unless Zhou Du | Fu resurrected, no one can close Zhou Yuan in advance. Presumably, after a few days, the garden gate should reopen."

That being said, the atmosphere among the forests cannot be relaxed.

Who is influencing Zhou Yuan's process? What does he want to do?

Juluo and Mei Lisha didn't have to think about it, they knew that it must be the hands and feet of the Mozu.

They even directly thought of the man's name-black robe.

Mei Lisha thinks more about things, and the worry on her face grows stronger.

When will Zhou Yuan's door reopen?

What will happen in the garden in these days?

What will those people face?

What will happen between them?

Who can control the situation?

Zhu Luo suddenly said: "She went in."

Mei Lisha was silent for a while, and said, "You have to look at him."

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The people in Zhou Yuan did not know what was happening outside.

Chen Changsheng and folded sleeves held umbrellas and walked in the light rain.

After leaving the quiet garden of the small bridge and flowing water, he came to the hills with blue eyes.

Standing in front of a cliff, looking at the forest wet by rain at his feet and the grassland bathed in the sun in the distance, Chen Changsheng only felt that his mind was wide open.

Zhouyuan, where is just a garden, here is a real small world.

Zhou Dufu, indeed, deserves to be the strongest man on the mainland in millennia. The small world he left behind is many times more than the green world of the Pope.

Coming down the mountain road to the forest, and then out of the forest, the two came to a river and looked in the distance. I saw that the grassland was still shining in the sun, and there was no closer distance.

Chen Changsheng took out the water bottle and looked at it, and found that it took half an hour to come here, compared with the silent time, and confirmed that the flow rate of time did not become faster or slower.

"I heard that in the depths of the grassland, January is a day outside the garden. It’s best to practice." Folded sleeves said: "But for more than 100 years, no one who has entered the garden can go to the deepest part of the grassland. No one knows whether the inheritance of Zhou Du|fu is there, only that there are a lot of dangerous, some very fierce monsters hidden in the grassland."

Chen Changsheng also read the relevant records in the Dao Dian. He listened to the word "beast" and subconsciously glanced at the sleeve.

The wolf family has lived on the snow field since childhood, and the best is the hunting beast.

"The monster beasts that can thrive in that grassland can't be resisted through the secluded environment."

Folded sleeves said without expression: "So don't think too much."

Looking at the grassland in the distance, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but think about it. He touched the hilt subconsciously.

The sound of the water on the river bank was a little loud, or in his sea of ​​knowledge. In short, the faint creaks were not heard.

"Where are we going?" Folded sleeves asked.

There are five areas in Zhouyuan. Except for the seemingly calm and actually very dangerous grassland in the distance, the remaining four areas have been basically explored by human race practitioners and demon races for hundreds of years. The relics of the powerful mainland Chinese have been found and renewed, and there are also many magical tools to see the world. Hundreds of years have passed, and no one knows what else is in Zhou Yuan, but all denominational colleges have a consensus. Now if you want to obtain some magical instruments or inheritance in it, you must pay more effort than the previous generation of practitioners. , Take more risks.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Changsheng said, "Do you want to see anything?"

While watching the monument at Tianshuling, he had already figured out what to do after entering Zhou Garden.

He wanted to see some scenery and find some ruins. After that night, the destination of the trip was slightly modified, but the grassland would definitely go last.

Folded sleeves said: "I want to go to Jianchi."

Then he added: "If there is a sword pool."

Chen Changsheng said: "Jianchi is just a legend. No one has seen it... For hundreds of years, so many senior practitioners have not found it. I don't think we can find it."

"No sword." Folded sleeves looked at him seriously.

Chen Changsheng thought for a while in silence. Indeed, Zhou Yuan opened many times over the centuries. The practitioners who entered the garden explored and found many instruments, treasures and the most precious inheritance, but only the sword, No matter whether it is in the raging mountains of Songtao, or by the big lake with blue waves, there is no sword.

At that time, so many mainland powerhouses lost to Zhou Dufu. Where did their sword go?

The legend of Jianchi is indeed quite reasonable.

"Even if we were lucky, we really found the sword pool. Those swords must have been broken, and there was no spirit. We might as well go to the caves between the cliffs, maybe we might encounter a handy weapon."

"I don't have a sword."

Folded sleeves looked at him seriously and said, "If I can, I want to find a sword, and I don't like magic instruments."

Chen Changsheng remembered that folding the sleeves had always been a freehand fight. After thinking about it, I said: "I remember that my predecessors said that following this river, there was a mountain stream on the right-hand side more than ten miles away. I once picked up a sword sheath under the stream. If there is a sword pool in Zhouyuan, it should be nearby."

The rain did not know when it stopped.

Chen Changsheng closed his umbrella and turned his sleeves upstream.

Before long, he suddenly heard several bleak swordsongs from the river bank ahead.

Bypassing the beach rocks, I saw a girl sitting against a tree with blood on her left shoulder. It was the sister Sister Nuofeng who came with Chen Changsheng from Kyoto.

The little girl named Ye Xiaolian's Hengjian stood in front of her, her face full of anger.

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(To inform you about a few things: First, the book review area held a small event, the event time is tomorrow, which is November 18th. The theme of the event is XXXX, tomorrow I will write less, because I will drink. Some small gifts I’m giving it to everyone, they are all working in the second edition. For details, please move to the top post in the book review area. Second, I will do a forwarding lottery on Weibo later, purely for fun...but the prize should be pretty good. Third, Also later, the prototype of Zhou Yuan’s entrance will be released on WeChat, which was obtained in September by “Feng Feng”.

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