Chapter 649

At the top of Tianshan Mountain, in a humble thatched house, an old man with gray hair and ruddy face suddenly opened his eyes.

"Wencheng'an, there are guests from afar. Go down and meet them."

A thin man, as if he could run away in a gust of wind, wearing a long coat, neatly combed hair and elegant face, agreed respectfully outside the room.

"Yes, master."

With the sound falling, the figure of the elegant man has disappeared.

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Where Shen Lang and others in Tianshan Mountain are located, Shen Lang didn't ask the emperor to kill Wu Chengan. Tianshan Mountain is a little strange. The legendary mortal fairy is also on Tianshan Mountain. Shen Lang won't easily provoke without a thorough understanding of mortal immortals. Moreover, the entrance to the martial arts realm is also on Tianshan Mountain. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to make friends with mortal immortals.

Just as Shen Lang and others were ready to continue walking towards the top of Tianshan Mountain, a misty voice of poetry came from a distance.

"Zhao Keman has a beard, and Wu hook is frosty and snowy. The silver saddle shines on the white horse and rustles like a meteor. Kill one person in ten steps and stay for thousands of miles. Brush your clothes and hide your name..."

The sound of this poem made everyone lost in it. Only Shen Lang was not unrestrained by the debauchery in the poetry, and his lofty aspirations were lost. Instead, his face changed.

Shen Lang was shocked when he saw Wu Cheng'an's thirty-six axes of Tiangang. Now he heard Li Taibai's Xiake Xing again. Shen Lang can no longer calm down. There are huge waves in his heart. The people on Tianshan Mountain definitely have some relationship with the world where he lived in his previous life. Otherwise, Li Taibai's Xiake Xing, the people of the world, will never know.

It can be said that Tiangang thirty-six axes were obtained by chance, but Xiake Xing, people who have never been to the earth can never know this poem.

In the eyes of the crowd, a figure slowly appeared. The man exuded a sense of elegance. His long coat flew, and a wisp of hair fell from his two wings on his forehead, giving people a sense of debauchery.

"Distinguished guests, my master, please."

Wen Chengan came to Shen Lang and others and said politely.

When Wen Chengan saw Wu Chengan followed by Shen Lang and others, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, "Hey, you pretty bear, why are you so embarrassed?"

Wu Chengan saw Wen Chengan, and his already black face became even darker, "hum."

Wu Cheng'an snorted coldly and didn't speak, but looked at Shen Lang and others.

Wen Cheng'an and Wu Cheng'an are both disciples of mortal immortals. One is good at literature and the other is good at martial arts. They just have different interests. It's not that Wen Cheng'an has no martial arts when he practices literature. On the contrary, because Wen Cheng'an is familiar with the four books and five classics, he is knowledgeable and has a much better understanding of martial arts than Wu Cheng'an.

If the thirty-six axes of Tiangang were not too powerful, with Wu Chengan's understanding, it might not be able to break through to the half step ancestral realm. I'm afraid it's still wandering in the realm of harmony.

Wen Cheng'an was originally a person with a clear mind. Wu Cheng'an was just a little different, and he was noticed by Wen Cheng'an. Wen Cheng'an didn't plan to find face for Wu Cheng'an, but smiled secretly, and then led Shen Lang and others to the top of Tianshan Mountain.

Along the way, Shen Lang beat around the Bush, hoping to get some information about them from Wen Chengan's mouth, but Wen Chengan is very smooth. No matter how Shen Lang asks, Wen Chengan is always watertight, and Wu Chengan doesn't give Shen Lang and others a good face at all because he loses face in Shen Lang and others, and pays no attention to Shen Lang's problems.

Shen Lang saw that the inquiry had no result. Fortunately, he didn't talk too much nonsense, but followed Wen Chengan to the top of the mountain step by step.

Since wencheng'an and wucheng'an are inextricably related to the earth, it shows that the red earth fairy must also be related to the earth. When you see the red earth fairy, you may be able to solve all the mysteries.

Under the guidance of Wen Chengan, Shen Lang and others came to the top of the mountain in less than half a day. Shen Lang and others are powerful people with very fast foot journey. Although Tianshan Mountain is towering into the clouds, it is nothing to them at all.

The top of Tianshan Mountain is shrouded in white clouds, which is like being in a fairyland. In the depths of clouds, there is a thatched house looming and isolated there. However, although the thatched house is incompatible with the surrounding scenery, it gives people the feeling that it is not inconsistent at all, but has a natural feeling.

"Shifu is in the house. Shifu has explained that only childe Shen is allowed to go in, and others can only stay outside first."

Shen Lang nodded slightly to the emperor and others, indicating that they were at ease. With his strength, he was not afraid even if the mortal fairy had a plot against him.

Taihuang and others know Shen Lang's strength, and Shen Lang has the cards to suddenly break out of strength. They don't worry too much. If Shen Lang can have an accident, they won't play much role.

Creak!

Shen Lang gently pushed open the door of the thatched house. With a slight sweep of his eyes, everything in the house was clear at a glance.

However, after sweeping the room, Shen Lang's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, because he didn't find anyone in the clear room. The whole room was empty and there was no shadow. The room was very simple, only a wooden bed, two chairs and a table. There were several cups on the table, and there was nothing left.

Shen Lang stepped into it. The door behind him creaked and closed slowly. Shen Lang looked back. When he turned around again, he suddenly found that there was an old man sitting on the wooden bed in the room.

The old man's hair is gray, but his face is very ruddy, but in the feeling of Shen Lang, the old man has no breath. If he hadn't seen it with his eyes, he wouldn't feel that there is someone in bed.

"Are you the mortal fairy?"

Shen Lang asked suspiciously.

"Hehe, little friend, please sit down."

The old man spread out his legs, stepped down from the bed and stretched out his hand to invite him.

Shen Lang didn't refuse either. As soon as he shook his robe, he sat on a chair opposite the old man.

The old man also sat down slowly and said with a smile: "the red dust fairy is just a title given to me by the world. My real name is zhenlingzi."

"Zhenlingzi?"

Shen Lang thought for a long time in his mind, but he didn't find out who was called zhenlingzi among the ancient immortals on the earth.

Zhenlingzi seemed to see through what Shen Lang thought and laughed, "are you looking for information about me?"

Shen Lang didn't hide it either. It's useless to hide such characters as zhenlingzi. Then he nodded and said, "you're not from this world?"

The old man didn't deny it, but said, "little friend, you should see the Seven Star beacon tower at the foot of Tianshan Mountain?"

Shen Lang nodded, "well, I see."

"I was sent from the altar."

Zhenlingzi's words surprised Shen Lang, suddenly stood up and looked at zhenlingzi inconceivably.