Murdering Heaven Edge

Chu Mo has never seen such a magnificent mountain gate, full of high!

From a distance, this is not a mountain gate, but a magnificent castle!

Especially at the top of the mountain gate, it has already shrugged into the clouds, the two quaint and vigorous characters. It is looming in the clouds.

Can the martial art of such a magnificent and luxurious mountain gate be built, is it really the door of the old monk who has already fallen? Is it really the last pure door to the door that has left and disappeared?

Chu Mo feels that it is difficult for him to accept such a statement.

The mountain gate is a "door" shape. Looking inside the empty space in the middle, you can see the old buildings that are row upon row, nestled in the old trees that are rolling behind the mountains.

Energetic spirits shrouded the entire gate, a true fairyland top-class weather.

Chu Mo originally flew in midair, and it was already on the ground a few hundred miles away from the mountain gate.

From the position where he is in front, to the mountain gate, the distance of hundreds of miles is a huge square paved with bluestone!

The square that stretches for hundreds of miles, this handwriting... is also enough to make people feel shocked.

Above the square, a large number of young disciples are meditating and practicing, while others are fighting against each other.

The group of people turned a blind eye to the arrival of Chu Mo. Because like Chu Mo, people coming from afar are endless!

Chu Mo feels that his brain is almost not enough. So, how can a big sect that is so prosperous, on the letter board, can hardly find anything about it? Inside such a martial art, how can you... have hundreds or thousands of monks who can enter the magical world?

But the truth is. There is almost no record of the gate on the letter board.

This is not normal!

Especially the old monk said that the monks in this world met each other as friends, but few people knew where the real ancestral court was. It is also said that 3,500 years ago, after the true Yuandao Road was gone, the entire road was truly degraded...

But now everything he sees. What is the relationship with the decline? And you see this person coming and going, just in the square of these hundreds of miles, I am afraid there are hundreds of thousands of people practicing!

This is where few people know where the real ancestral court is?

If the luxury is on the top of the mountain gate, instead of writing the word "daomen", you can also consider that it has been occupied by the nest... But now... what should be explained?

Chu Mo’s eyes showed a bit of sorrow.

At this time, there was a sudden voice coming from the side: "Does the Taoist friends come here to comprehend the nine-character mantra?"

"Ah?" Chu Mo glimpsed, turned and looked, saw a young man in his twenties, eyebrows and eyes.

The young man has a good smile on his face. Seeing Chu Mo turned back, suddenly said: "In the lower Lin Yu, from the distant south of the fairyland, do not know the name of the friend's surname, from where?"

"Chu Xiaohei, from an unknown small place." Chu Mo rushed to the young man named Lin Yu nodded.

Lin Yu looks very familiar with the temperament, see Chu Mo answer, more smile on his face. Said: "This door is really amazing! Just two hundred years ago, it has become a faint one of the top schools in the fairyland..."

"..." Chu Moton suddenly looked dull. Looking at Lin Yu, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "What do you say? This place... has just been built for two hundred years?"

Lin Yu suddenly looked at Chu Mo with a look: "What? Do you know that you are not? What are you doing?"

Chu Mo has some speechless words: "I happened to pass by, and I was shocked by this magnificent giant mountain gate. Come here to see the excitement."

"Hahaha, it turns out that this mountain gate is indeed magnificent. It is really not something that ordinary people can build. But for the Taoist door. Building such a mountain gate is nothing but a slap in the face." Lin Yu said.

"You two, is it new?" At this time, suddenly there was another voice, and the words came in directly.

Chu Mo and Lin Yu all turned their heads. I saw a 40-year-old man dressed in a gorgeous robe, and the middle-aged man with a big red face and a red face walked toward the two.

Lin Yu saw the robe of the middle-aged man, and his face suddenly showed excitement. He directly made a head: "Liao Yu, a younger generation, met the predecessors of Daomen!"

Chu Mo slightly frowned, and from this middle-aged man, he did not feel the style of a monk at all. Instead, he felt a vulgar atmosphere. It is like a waste that has been hollowed out by a wine. Normally, any monk will stay away from such people.

But now, such a person is wearing a gorgeous robe and acting as a predecessor here.

Therefore, Chu Mo could not do such a gift to such a person like Lin Yu.

The middle-aged man was very satisfied with Lin Yu nodded, then looked at Chu Mo, suddenly frowned: "What about you? Come here, do not understand a little rule?"

"What rules?" Chu Mo brows tightly, frowning at this middle-aged man.

"Hey?" The middle-aged two very short eyebrows shook, and there were signs of a sudden attack.

At this time, Lin Yu suddenly stopped Chu ink behind him, accompanied by a smile: "Predecessors do not get angry, my friend, a small place, have not seen anything in the world. This ... is a little respect we give you." Lin Yu said, carrying a storage bag without a trace.

Chu Mo did not know what was inside the storage bag, but it seems that it should not be too bad. Wrinkled, what was going to say, Lin Yu turned back and gave him a look.

The middle-aged man took the storage bag very naturally, and did not look at the things inside. He closed it up and the expression on his face eased a few points. He said to Chu Mo: "Boy, learn from your friends." It’s not bad to see you look good. How can you be so bad?”

Lin Yuxi accompanied the laughter: "I'm sorry, sorry, the seniors look at the face of the kid, don't be familiar with him."

"Okay, two nine-character mantras, five thousand pieces of the best fairy crystal." The middle-aged man snorted in the nostrils, said to Lin Yu.

Lin Yu suddenly sighed and said: "Predecessors, isn't it... not a thousand pieces of the best one?"

"Your thousand, his share... four thousand!" The middle-aged man sneered and said: "A person who doesn't understand the rules, I don't know him well. I want to spend a thousand cents." Buying a nine-character mantra is simply a dream!"

"But we...we don't have that much money." Lin Yu suddenly looked embarrassed.

"How much do you have?" The middle-aged man’s nephew was deep, and there was a glimpse of it.

"I, I only have three thousand..."

"Let's do it, just like this, look at your face!" The middle-aged man did not wait for Lin Yu to finish his speech and took over.

Lin Yu’s face suddenly showed a painful expression, but he still bit his teeth and wanted to take the fairy crystal from the storage ring.

At this time, a hand rested on his arm, Chu Mo's voice fainted: "Brother, you only buy your one, I don't need it." (To be continued.)