MTL - Mini-Games to Save the World-v2 Chapter 210 People in the cloud

There was smoke in the mountains, and there was one person in the clouds, with sleepy eyes.

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A deity makes a mountain, not its altitude.

There are few people here, and the clouds and mists are unknown all year round.

Outsiders have no way of knowing the beauty and wonder here.

Looking up, the peak seemed to be above a distant sky.

It sticks into the sky, looming.

The mountainside is surrounded by clouds and mists, like a white dress, which hides everything in the mountains in softness.

Leisurely beauty has long been so bland.

The breeze blew, and a leaf slowly fell in the center of the chessboard.

The chess piece fell, and the crisp sound was carried away with the sound of the wind.

The old man thought deeply about chess and frowned. The black and white sons on the chessboard looked like yin and yang in the heavens and the earth, and were ever-changing. However, at this moment, the yin and yang were disordered, like a stormy river dying.

Thinking for a long time.

"I lost." Old Man Li put down the pawn, his brows finally stretched, his heart even feeling, "No one in the world can win you."

"Under the chessboard, who knows whether to win or lose."

The white-haired young man was lazy. He put down his white chess, and once again caged his hands into the wide sleeves, his eyes closed slightly, as if he would fall asleep in the next second, and then slowly said:

"What's new after walking down the mountain?"

"Strange people and strangers are all around the world, talents and awakenings are emerging endlessly, the appearance of foreign objects is frequent, and the precursor of a dramatic change."

"The great world has come."

"It's also the beginning of a mess."

Old man Li never thought that this day would come.

The world seemed to turn the process from the book cover to the middle of the book overnight without any trace of excessiveness.

Past predictions seem to have lost their effect, and everything is beginning to become confusing.

When he first learned this ability, he was only curious and inherited, but he never thought that these things would gradually become so important.

Everywhere is looking for ancient books and foreign objects, and the desire for those who are capable is growing stronger.

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The white-haired young man's heart moved slightly, and the long-cooled tea suddenly burst into steam.

Smelling the faint scent of tea in the air, he said, "Last night there was golden light in the East. I looked through ancient books at night and saw a rather vague sentence: Jinyang, mountains and seas, people at dawn."

"what for?"

"A record, the first goalkeeper stayed, pointed to the person who brought hope in the previous era. In the chaos, there will be someone who breaks the situation, you and I just need to do what is within the points and wait for dawn. "

Old Man Li was silent for a moment: "Even the oldest record in the previous era is equivalent to a legendary myth. There was no proof of human civilization in that era."

The young man did not refute, but looked up at the direction of the peak of his eyes, and then became more relaxed and lazy.

"Do you want to try again?"

After hearing this, Old Man Li looked back at the mountain peak, the dim place, the end of the stone steps, and a Buddha door appeared from time to time.

It is hidden deep in the sky, moving with the wind, rising with the clouds, and coming with the heart.

From ancient times to today, there are countless yamen, but no one succeeds.

The world knows nothing about the door.

"No."

The old man shook his head slightly and looked at the youth again, and found that he had closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I don't know when the chessboard returned to the original situation, and the tea has bottomed out, quietly placed in place, as if everything was just an illusion.

The breeze blew the leaves, and a rustling sound sounded.

The old man stood up between the mountains, and the conversation was still so short.

He closed his eyes, his mind sinking into his mind.

In the spiritual world, three magnificent gates appeared before us.

They stand on the sky of consciousness, with an endless staircase winding at their feet, winding up through the obstacles of the sky, reaching directly outside the gate of God.

This is the realm of spiritual practice.

Old Man Li's heart was slightly certain, and a gate of God in his body was already open.

Through this door, he can see the world more clearly.

But this is so insignificant compared to the real gate of the peak.

After a while.

Old man Li opened his eyes, looked at the top of the mountain, and stood up to the mountain cottage.

At this time, a young girl was washing her clothes in the stream. When she saw the figure of old man Li, she shook the water drops on her hand, stood upright, and greeted, "Old Li!"

Li Jianguo nodded slightly and responded, "Well, can you master give me something?"

"Brother Li is waiting for you."

Thatched cottage outside.

A young man with a smile looked at Mr. Li. He was not constrained because of the difference in his age and strength, as if talking to a friend. He said happily, "It's been a long time since I've seen each other. I feel more spiritual when I go out, I said This mountain is not suitable for people. They don't believe it. "

He glanced at the old man again, wondering, "What about it?"

"Stayed in Lieyang."

"Unfortunately, I thought I could show him off."

The young man shook his head, and it was a pity that his state of life had finally improved, but no one could show off.

"Is the master falling asleep again?" The young man looked at the direction of the top of the mountain, and suddenly yelled, "Master, brother is falling into the water again!"

The loud voice echoed in the mountains, startling countless birds.

Suddenly, there was a stun, something fell into the water.

After a few moments, the young man's smile was even greater.

He happily led the old man to the cottage and opened the door. "The master left a book with some notes in it. This time the ruins of Pudu will be opened without accident. Some things are destined to stay and everything is doomed. Let it go. There are also ways to deal with the clouds in the sky. The master has made some changes that can be implemented in conjunction with other people's ideas, so that the success rate is greater. "

"Except for Qing, who has been processing things down the mountain, who of you will go down the mountain?" Asked the old man Li.

As soon as the matter of Lieyang was over, he got up and came here.

I encountered a few accidents along the way and spent a little time solving them.

As one of the few people who knew this place and was able to enter the mountains, he needed to know what the white-haired youth thought.

——In fact, even the old man Li does not know the specific age of the slack youth. Since he knew this place, the other party has been there, has been so slack, and has always been this appearance.

This is a special existence residing in the clouds and mists ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ I don't know the time in the mountains, maybe a century, and the time is just a step of the rock of the stream.

The director of the singularity bureau could not find time, so he asked him to find out.

There is a special door here, which has not been opened since the beginning of the record, so it was never known what was inside.

Corresponding to the Shenmen on the top of the mountain, it is the Lidu below the earth.

It is just that nowadays, there is no guardian, this mythical place has become a dangerous place.

The things in Batu attracted the attention of many people, including the relics of ancient abilities, and also the sites left by some dynasties earlier.

The most important thing is that it is closely related to exceptions.

He smiled for a moment and said, "We can't go down the mountain, the master said it's not the right time, but it should be fast. When the master looked at the ancient books last night, he said that the key person had appeared and everything would start to dawn. Although I don't know what it means, I can go down the mountain on the day of dawn. "

Old man Li no longer asks this.

The purpose of his trip was simple. Looking at the books taken from the house, the contents were what he needed to take away.

Open it up and browse briefly, and mark everything in detail without any detail.

It is difficult for old man Li to imagine that such a lazy person would write and write for himself, and should write for others.

There are only a few people in the mountain. They practice here, and there is a department at the foot of the mountain that is equivalent to an outside door.

Outsiders generally know only the outer door, and everything in this mountain is a secret that few people know.

After a moment, the mountainside was in the clouds.

Li smiled and said, "So, see you next time."