The faint morning light sprinkled down, shining on the towering fairy mountain, the road palace is heavy, the law hall falls on the hanging platform, and then the danger is rounded, the clear stream sandwiches the road, which not only seems to be solemn in the law, but also transcends the world, and is a good place for pure cultivation.

It's a pity that everyone present has no time to appreciate it at the moment, and everyone is silent in the face of the large palace that collapsed not long ago when Qu Jinzhi and others were working, but now it is as intact as ever.

"Time ......" Liu Qinghuan muttered, his face extremely heavy.

"Are you sure?It's not a powerful illusion, or some other great spell?" Qu Old Ghost walked up to him and said solemnly: "All spells involving time are absolutely taboo, and they are strictly monitored by the Heavenly Dao. ”

He glanced gloomily at the male cultivator who was still a little distracted, and the other party was immediately alert, and took a few steps back defensively, completely reining in all the panic.

"The person I killed myself knows for himself that it is impossible to miss, and if the time forbidden technique just now is so powerful that it can bring people back from the dead, why hasn't it attracted heavenly punishment yet?"

This is also something that Liu Qinghuan can't figure out, you must know that in the Nine Heavens Azure Treasure Mirror Palace, as soon as the elixir containing the law of time came out of Shennong Ding, it was immediately split by the heavenly thunder and scattered, which shows how strict it is to the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, at that time, he got a bottle of Dream Tracing Poison in Shennong Ding and didn't dare to use it, until he entered the Yin Yang Ruins Heaven, and then used it on the dove.

After stepping into the Immortal Dao for so many years, he only felt that this taboo had been slightly relaxed in the place of Yin Yang Ruins Heaven, which was originally chaotic in time and space.

Other places, such as the Great Sumeru Qiankun Pagoda of the Wenshi Sect, contain several nascent small realms, which are slightly different from the speed of time passing in the outside world, and can be regarded as slightly involving the laws of time, but that is a natural generation of interfaces, and within the scope of the Heavenly Dao, human beings cannot and must not intervene.

At this time, Qu Jinzhi, who had been with a cold face just now, suddenly moved, walked quickly to the front of a large hall next to him, pushed open the closed hall door with one palm, and looked inside: "The seal is in place." ”

Liu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize the meaning of his words, walked to the door, and saw the seal they had fought for and fled away in the corner of a long case in the hall.

The bird, which bears a slight resemblance to the phoenix, is lifelike, each feather exudes a faint blue light, and its powerful claws grasp a piece of warm topaz, which is quite extraordinary at first glance.

Old Ghost Qu picked it up and said, "It seems that everything has returned to the time when we haven't touched it, is it...... Time goes backwards?!"

His face was full of surprise, and he stared at the seal that was struggling in his hand.

Liu Qinghuan noticed other objects on the long case, and there was a stone inkstone on the right hand, the ink in the inkstone was half dry, and there was a used bamboo pen next to it. In the middle of the long case, there is a white piece of paper, on which half a bush of bamboo is drawn.

He pointed his finger and found that the ink had not yet dried, as if the painter had been standing behind the desk not long ago, but for some reason he had suddenly left, so that he had only drawn half of it.

This reminded him of the warm tea he saw at the end of the passage when he teleported from the underground prison to the mountain.

"That's how it was set up when you arrived?"

Qu Lao Ghost threw the seal to Qu Jinzhi casually, and replied: "You said this, we have seen a lot of it in the past few days on the mountain, the Danding that has not dissipated the residual heat, the incense burner that is still smoking, and the wine that has been half drunk, and I haven't figured out what is going on, but now I have made such a ......."

He thought for a moment, and pointed his fingertips upward: "Do you think it has something to do with the giant pupil that appeared in the sky before, and the person on the top of the mountain?" At the last moment, I seemed to see that person take something out of his hand. ”

"Yes. Liu Qinghuan said: "In the end, a ghostly light bloomed in his hand, and then you and I should have lost our minds for a short time, and when I came back to my senses, time seemed to go backwards." ”

"However, this still does not explain the half-painted paintings, half-burned incense, even if time goes backwards, where are the people who painted and burned incense?"

Old Ghost Qu shook his precarious head and muttered, "I want to know who that guy at the top of the mountain is now, and he actually did such a big thing!"

"I think it's one of those Mahayana monks. Liu Qinghuan guessed, now thinking of the deep space giant pupil composed of the stars, the irresistible mighty heavenly might, and when the ghostly light in the man's hand bloomed later, he still felt palpitations when he thought about it.

He paused and asked, "Did you hear what he said at the time?"

"What's the matter?" Qu Lao said with an embarrassed look: "I was at the time, haha, a little confused......

Liu Qinghuan glanced at him meaningfully, it seems that this old ghost was born to kill the god, and his head will be dropped when he says it, but the injury he suffered before may be more serious than he estimated.

He said. The cold Qu Jinzhi spoke: "It's taken so long to finally find the door, Benjun has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Liu Qinghuan nodded and said, "Yes, I think this sentence ...... It's kind of weird. 'It's been a long time, it's been a long wait?' haven't you only been up the mountain for two days?"

"Three days. Qu Jinzhi replied: "Counting today, there are three days." ”

"So why did you wait so long?"

Old Ghost Qu groaned, "Hmm...... Seems to be a problem?"

Liu Qinghuan rubbed his forehead, there was a feeling of being in a fog, only to feel that this mountain brought him more and more doubts.

"Let's not talk about this yet, I haven't finished what I said before, since there is a painting with ink that has not yet dried, there are people who paint. Did you encounter any suspicious people when you went up the mountain?"

"Are you saying that there were already people on this mountain?" Qu Old Ghost frowned and said, "Impossible, hasn't this mountain been sealed all the time, how can there still be people." ”

But I didn't want to, and there was a "yes" from the door.

When the three of them turned around, they saw that the male cultivator who had come back from the dead had not left, and said hesitantly: "I met an unkempt man halfway up the mountain, and that person did not go up the mountain with us. ”

Liu Qinghuan perked up: "Isn't he a little crazy, but his cultivation is very high?"

"I don't know if the cultivation is high or not. The nun said, "When I saw him, he was facing a tree, and he kept his head buried and muttered and didn't know what to say, so he shouldn't tell him." ”

"Is there really someone?" Qu Lao Ghost was extremely surprised: "How is it possible!"

The male cultivator moved his mouth, but suddenly turned his head and looked out, and shouted, "Those Mahayana have gone down the mountain?"

Liu Qinghuan walked to the door in a few steps, and just saw a monk dressed in purple jumping down from the mountain road above, followed by several people, all with straight faces and extremely serious looks.

He spotted an old man inside, jumped onto the roof, and shouted, "Bitter senior!"

The ascetic man looked at him in response, paused at his feet, and swept over to this side.

"Why is Xiaoyou here, returning to my brother?"

"Didn't the seniors see the seniors?" Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised: "I went to a bottomless abyss with him before, if he didn't appear, then he might not have gone up the mountain yet." ”

"It's good that you haven't gone up the mountain!" The bitter man looked solemn, turned around and prepared to continue down the mountain: "Little friend, you should go down the mountain quickly." ”

Liu Qinghuan's heart sank, and he hurriedly caught up: "Senior, could it be that something happened, why are you in such a hurry?"

Several other Mahayana monks were almost gone, and the ascetic man really had a good temper, and he was willing to answer his words: "This mountain is strange, not a place to stay for a long time!"

"What do you mean?"

"You've all seen the scene at the top of the mountain before, and we suspect that the man may not be a living person. ”

Liu Qinghuan didn't understand for a while: "Isn't he a person in the present world? Could it be that he is already dead, is he a ghost cultivator?"

The bitter Taoist smiled bitterly: "That's not what I mean, I mean, he should have been an ancient monk who had long been an ancient monk and only existed in the annals of history. ”