Ah Qing retreated.

Han Le climbed Mount Daluo alone.

After he walked through the world mark, he felt a heavy force pressing on himself.

The more he wanted to resist, the more fierce this force became.

Until he was sweating profusely and breathing a little relieved, he found that the power of restraint had become much more relaxed.

A trace of enlightenment flashed through Han Le's heart.

Although Daluo Mountain is different from the Kung Fu Inn at the beginning, the effect is indeed similar.

In this Daluo fairyland, all power will be suppressed.

He suppressed all his strength to the lowest level, and when he walked, he felt much more relaxed.

In the Daluo fairyland, clouds and mist are everywhere, and the visibility is extremely low.

Ah Qing had no instructions, and Han Le could only walk casually based on his own feelings.

Strangely, before approaching Daluo Mountain, he could sometimes strongly feel the existence of that page of Huangtian Book.

But after entering Daluo Mountain, he lost the induction of Huangtian Shu.

It was as if that page of Huangtian Book had never appeared.

"This Daluo Mountain is indeed a bit weird."

"But what kind of events did such a magnificent fairy mountain experience to fall to this point?"

Han Le climbed the mountain path panting and saw several corpses on the side of the road, saying that he was not heartbroken was fake.

At this time, he sealed all his powers, not much different from those of mortals.

The Daluo Mountain Road was rugged, and it was extremely difficult for him to walk.

Even every time he walked, he had to rest for a while before he dared to move forward.

Because the mountain road is too dangerous.

Some mountain roads can even be passed by one person, and they may fall down if you are not careful.

Han Le didn't know what was at the foot of the mountain.

He could only see a cloud of mist.

But he knew very well that if he fell down, he would definitely end up with a life-and-death death.

"A Qing asked me to come to Daluo Mountain, saying that there was a great opportunity, so what is the meaning for her?"

Han Le thought in his heart: "She said on the surface that she wanted to escape from the shackles of Yunzhou's intelligent brain, so why did she be so afraid of Daluo Mountain?"

Han Le is not a fool.

Although Ah Qing pretended to be calm, he could feel her fear of Daluo Mountain.

It is not a fear of the people here, nor is it a memory of the past, or a fear of the mountain itself!

This is Han Le's instinct, I don't know whether it is correct or not.

If it is true, then why would she feel fearful about a mountain?

Han Le doesn't understand.

He continued to move forward.

Walking halfway up the mountain, he saw a dilapidated ancient temple.

This is the first building he saw on Daluo Mountain.

Han Le hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to go in and take a look.

The ancient temple is cold.

There is not even a spider web on the statue of the worship, and there is no sign of life, only cracks.

"This statue of god is not the same as the gods on the earth in my previous life."

"I don't know what kind of god it is."

Han Le watched it for a long time.

I always feel that the statue of God is a little familiar, but in his memory, it is not the Three Pure Ones, nor the Buddha, nor the gods like God and Christ.

The statue of God is very tall, and Han Le always feels that he is smiling when he sees it.

It's a very evil smile.

Han Le didn't dare to stay for too long.

After he withdrew from the ancient temple, he continued his arduous mountain journey.

But not long after, the Daluo Mountain, which was originally surrounded by mist, suddenly started to rain heavily!

The heavy rain fell down like steel balls, with a very heavy weight.

Han Le's skin was smashed and he actually felt bruised and swelling!

"What kind of rain is this!"

"No, I have to find a place to shelter from the rain. If this continues, I will be killed by the heavy rain."

The rain as big as beans hit Han Le's forehead, and he felt it hurt.

If he is a little more fierce, he might faint.

Han Le had no choice but to speed up the walking along the mountain road.

After all, along the way, he only found the ancient temple, a place where he could shelter from the rain.

"Let's hide here for the time being, and hope no strange things will happen."

Han Le got into the temple and temporarily stayed away from the strange rain.

He found a clean place to sit in the temple, but did not dare to relax his vigilance.

Because he lost all his strength, he did not dare to use his little sky eyes to check the movements around him, so everything must be observed with his naked eyes!

Outside the temple, the heavy rain became more and more intense.

Not long after, Han Le felt sleepy.

Although he wanted to support himself with his huge will, after losing all his power, he was just a mortal after all.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep.

There is peace in the ancient temple.

What a heavy rain in the mountains.

Han Le was awakened by an ancient musical sound.

The moment he woke up, he couldn't help but shivered.

It seemed as if someone was staring at him in secret.

"I actually fell asleep!"

"There is something wrong with this ancient temple!"

Han Le was very alert.

But at this moment, some images vaguely appeared in the heavy rain outside the temple!

And there is the place where music comes.

It seems to be the sound of a piano and a pipa. In short, it is some ancient Chinese musical instruments.

Because the sound was too ethereal, Han Le dared not make up.

He widened his eyes.

Outside the ancient temple, in the heavy rain, he actually saw a fairy mountain!

The fairy mountain appears and disappears.

A row of cranes flew across the sky, and there were phoenixes singing here.

Countless fairies in white clothes stepped on the clouds, and they danced gracefully in the mountains, accompanied by the pleasant sound of nature. The scene was really amazing.

Music is fairy music, and dance is fairy dance.

For a moment, in the heavy rain, it seemed to have become a fairyland on earth.

"That's the real Daluo Wonderland?"

Han Le had some speculation in his mind.

But soon, a thunder flashed in the sky.

The immortals stopped dancing one after another. They looked up and looked at the black clouds in horror.

The thunder continued, and the fairy music became a little out of tune, but the immortals actually continued to dance.
To be continued...