At this moment, a mutation broke out!

An intermittent and faint white light suddenly flashed at the end of the Xunxian Bridge, like a malfunctioning light bulb, or a phenomenon caused by insufficient energy supply and instability.

The figure of a master of Taoism is looming in the white light, and if he closes his eyes and senses, he will find that his entire person has been completely overwhelmed by energy fluctuations. However, this fluctuation and submersion are invisible and colorless, and can only be sensed by the practitioners.

"How is it?" Anyang asked immediately.

The Immortal Bridge was only three or five meters long, but no sound came from that place. From the intermittent white light, you could see the Taoist master standing still.

Anyang shouted a few more words, but still received no response.

Other masters of Taoism looked at each other, not knowing what was going on or what they should do.

Just when Anyang wanted all the masters of Taoism to rush over to find out, the figure at the bridge of searching for the immortals moved. He suddenly turned around and ran back in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, you have a great discovery!"

"Oh?" An Yang said, "What did you find?"

"There is a house!" The master of Taoism ran to Anyang and bowed, "And I felt a stream of spiritual energy entering my body. The spiritual energy was gentle and positive. I did not resist with the purpose of exploring the final test for His Majesty!"

At this time, everyone at the bridge opened their eyes wide.

When this Taoist master stepped onto the bridge, he was covered in silver threads and covered in black hair. His face was fairy-like and swaying, but now there are any silver threads and swaying, and swaying, where are there any fairy-like and swaying!

He is completely a young man in his twenties!

Anyang couldn't help but murmur: "So he stood on the bridge like a sculpture for ten years. The cold wind blew across his face like a knife, and snow flew. I don't know where the strength came from, but he gritted his teeth and walked across the immortal bridge. At that moment, his white hair turned black in an instant, his withered face became rosy, and his sour clothes turned into white robe. Cranes were flying around him, and his ears were filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants..."

He remembered everything that the old man said at the beginning.

The rumors are obviously false and exaggerated, at least there are no cranes or white robes. However, the white hair turns black and the rejuvenation of the face is all true!

At this time, the master of Taoism finally noticed his own changes from the eyes of everyone. He turned his head and looked at his drooping hair, then raised his hand to look at it, and then directly transformed into a mirror to check his appearance, his face full of horror.

"No wonder that the spiritual energy is full of vitality..."

At this time, Anyang had confirmed that there was a ruin of a certain Taoist civilization on Yunding Mountain, and the level of development of this civilization was definitely higher than that of the Taoist civilization in the current world of China.

He no longer hesitated and walked forward.

Someone behind shouted: "Your Majesty, please wait. It's not too late to send a few more people to make sure they are safe!"

Anyang ignored it and continued to move forward.

Obviously, the ban on Genting Mountain is a whole, and they have just violently climbed the mountain, which not only destroyed the rules of the game, but also caused great damage to the ban on maintaining such rules. Anyang is not sure how many times the arrangement on this bridge can be used, he must experience it personally.

Danger? He is not very afraid of this.

The second time he used the magic technique of purging the fortune and purging the veins to improve his Taoism to nearly four hundred years, and the power of the mysterious system has also followed for so long. He is now very confident.

The bridge deck is indeed an ordinary rock, which is already very decay. The touch of step on it is no longer hard, but it has a rustling feeling, giving people the illusion that it will collapse if it uses a little more force.

Anyang walked up to the other end of the bridge step by step, followed by several masters of Taoism behind him. The air combat mecha floated in the air and followed him, slowly and slowly. He had already applied a variety of auxiliary spells and techniques to increase his perception to the keenest level.

"Seventeen, prepare to record all abnormalities."

"As you wish, Mr. Anyang."

The moment Anyang stepped down the bridge, it seemed that some conditions had been achieved. It was like inserting a key into the key hole, and accurately biting it. With a click, the lock opened.

"brush!"

When I saw the master of Taoism walking here, there was a white light flashing at the bridge, but when he came here, he felt that his eyes suddenly became clear!

Several houses suddenly appeared in front of them.

Anyang realized that this was an extremely brilliant illusion.

It concealed the perceptions of itself and the masters of Taoism, and also concealed the scanning and detection system of the Heavenly Warrior Mecha, so that before we could walk here, we could only see the snow and the top of the mountain.

Then he immediately felt the spiritual energy mentioned by the Taoist master before!

This is indeed a gentle and positive spiritual energy. Such a spiritual energy usually does not have attack power. No wonder the master of Taoism dared not resist. It does contain a kind of life that is not strong but very ethereal, a nature that Anyang has never seen before. The structure of the spiritual energy is also very different from the "Dead Tree Rejuvenation Technique" that is also full of vitality.

There was a lot of data floating across my eyes, and my ears were filled with reminders from chips.

“Unrecorded forms of energy fluctuations detected through your perception, recorded.”

"Unknown energy fluctuation frequency was detected through your perception, and the symptoms of instability were analyzed, and it was automatically filled and recorded after the interference was eliminated."

“Through your perception…”

I don’t know if it was because the energy of Yunding Mountain was leaking or the energy at the bridgehead was used up but it didn’t recover, or because there were too many people walking across the bridgehead this time, its power was dispersed. Anyang felt that although this vitality contained vitality was novel, it did not bring much benefit to him, nor was it enough to restore the appearance of a young man to his withered face.

Even though the old Taoists behind him became younger, they were far less exaggerated than the first person.

However, their nature is extraordinary. They neither feel upset nor take advantage of the first person, nor are they jealous. Anyway, this method is already here, as long as they take it back and study it for a good life, they can always discover the secrets.

Then Anyang frowned and looked at the house ahead.

These houses are completely different from the palaces and pavilions he imagined, and they were probably the worst houses that poor families lived in. They were piled up into walls and covered with slender grass on the plateau. They were so simple that they looked so simple. After being hit by the wind and rain for many years, they did not look like the residence of a master, but rather like a place where a beggar sheltered from the rain.

The only one with a bit of a masterful demeanor is probably the chessboard carved with rocks in front of the house, but the lattice on it is beyond recognition and is covered with soil and greystone.

And there is only a stone stool next to the chessboard.

It is really hard to imagine that a person who practices with amazing supernatural powers is practicing here, and that no grass grows on the mountain, which is too boring and lonely.

Anyang took a deep breath and walked over.

He also found that there were some vague words engraved on the ground, twisted and twisted, which were one of the words in the current mainland of China, but not the words of Yue when he first arrived.

It can be seen from some of the words that this was left by a man who climbed Yunding Mountain. He said bluntly that although he found the immortal trace, he lost his entire life, was very regretful, and had already realized the state of mind that surpassed the mortals during the mountaineering process. If he compared it with the greed of the world, he had become an immortal.

So he abandoned all the achievements and ignored them, turned around and walked down the mountain, without entering the house at all.

Anyang probably is the protagonist of the story circulating among many countries in China. It is either the rumors are exaggerated or he is a practitioner of Taoism. Otherwise, it would be impossible for mortals to spend so much time climbing this mountain.

Walk forward.

The door of the house is the fence woven from wood and hemp rope. It has decayed to the point where it is completely dispersed as soon as it is pushed, revealing the same extremely simple house.

A yellow wood eight immortal table, four high benches, a recliner, and a coffee table are all the furniture.

In addition, the house was empty and covered with dust.

Anyang glanced at him and could not imagine what kind of life this Taoist master who could set up a ban to hold the 100,000 Heavenly Soldier Mechas had lived on this mountain.

Be with the cold wind all day long? Watch the sunrise, sunset and the sea of ​​clouds tumbling? Or do you practice silently and give up the entire world of world for the sake of the purity and spiritual energy here, and understand the highest way that touches immortality or heaven and earth every day?

It turns out that only extreme people can achieve things that ordinary people cannot do. If this boredom was replaced by ordinary people, I would probably have gone crazy long ago.

If the rumors are true, the person who climbed Yunding Mountain is already a person with great perseverance, but compared to this person who practiced the Qing Dynasty on Yunding Mountain, he is still a witch.

Anyang did not find anything useful here, but saw a Taoist master who went to explore other houses and walked back and said to the door: "Your Majesty, you have discovered it!"

“What discovery?”

"There are a bunch of ancient books and magical tools, probably left by the predecessors who once lived here. They were neatly placed, so they should be deliberately left to future generations."

"Take me to see now."

"yes!"

Anyang followed him and walked out. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw another master of Taoism coming to him: "Your Majesty, I found a skeleton, which should be..."

In addition, several other rooms were found, and there was nothing in the main hall where he went to personally.

Anyang first went to the house on the left, which contained a large flat stone with some soft grass on it, which seemed to be the bed where the Taoist master usually rested.

And there was a bone lying on this bed.

Some messy cloth towels were covered with bones, and the original color was no longer visible. But under the ragged cloth was a white skeleton with crystal clear bones, which were incompatible with the shaky thatched house and the simple house. It was like a handicraft carved from white jade, and it exuded a clean atmosphere, without any dust and filth.

In this house that looks like a refugee house, it is undoubtedly an alternative and an important evidence that highlights the unusualness here.

"Is this the master?" An Yang sighed.

People come here one after another to seek immortality, but even if the people who created it have the great power to make the hair turn a beautiful woman, they still fail to achieve immortality.

Unfortunately, a generation of powerful people died here silently.

It is estimated that no one knew his great powers during his lifetime, and no one knew about him when he died. He lay on this stone, a pile of weeds, wrapped in a corpse in a rotten cloth towel. If the bones were not as crystal clear as jade and had not decayed after years, he would have become ordinary.

"I don't know how many years he has lived." Anyang murmured and walked out, preparing to go to the house with ancient books.

His doubts must be in these books.
Chapter completed!