Ten miles outside the city, there is a small hill.

The hill had no name at first, but after a long time, the residents nearby felt that it was not a solution to not have a name, so they gradually called the hill a name, which mountain.

It’s just that when a few people meet and say hello.

"Hey, second aunt, why are you doing this?"

"Hey, don't you want to stew chicken at home? I'll go to that mountain to pick some mushrooms."

...

"Yeah, isn't this Ergouzi? I just came back?"

"Well, I just got two pheasants from that mountain. Will we go to have two drinks later?"

Just like this, that mountain, and the mountain has its own name.

There is a flat land at the foot of the mountain near the hillside.

A small temple was built on the open space in some unknown year and month.

The small temple is not big and there are no immortals and gods, so it is probably not effective.

The words of the spirit will not be defeated later, and gradually no one will care about them.

No one can say that the dilapidated temple has been abandoned for many years. At least when Zhou Yi and A Li were young, the oldest old man in the city remembered that when he was young, this dilapidated temple was a dilapidated temple, as was now.

A hundred years later, the ruined temple is still a ruined temple, but it is still so deserted, but it is always firm in the years and has not been flooded by the torrent of time.

I have been to that mountain, that temple, and Ali have been to it countless times, and I can be considered familiar with it.

Although I knew there was such a mountain and a temple, Zhou Yi had no relevant memories and had to let Ali lead the way.

Ten miles away, a blink of an eye.

Then he fell to the ground in front of the ruined temple. Zhou Yi looked at the ruined temple full of traces of time.

Judging from the architectural style of the dilapidated temple, this dilapidated temple has existed for at least a thousand years, or even longer.

Judging from the degree of dilapidation, it is impossible to tell how long the temple has been dilapidated.

At least on the surface, the temple seems to have just fallen for a few years. Although it is dilapidated on the surface, some buildings and wood are not decayed.

But only what Zhou Yi and Ali know about it is, this temple is now like this more than a hundred years ago.

As for how long it can be traced back to, there is no way to know.

This seems to be a very magical ruined temple.

As for why it feels magical - because this temple is not blessed by any means of practice, it can stand here for thousands of years without anyone repairing it.

After studying for a while, I failed to find any power that belongs to the practitioner from this ruined temple, nor did I notice any magic circles or runes used to resist time.

Zhou Yi, who could not feel any power, could only attribute the existence of this temple to the magic of the Creator.

But... Speaking of the Creator's words, since the twelve spirits of the Creator are called the twelve spirits of the Creator, can they all be considered the Creator?

Or...Is there one of the legendary twelve spirits called the Creator?

It seems that I have not yet mastered the specific names of the twelve primitive spirits, and only a few of them know about them.

so...

Is the twelve primordial spirit of the Creator considered his business?

Shaking his head, Zhou Yi took his gaze from the ruined temple.

He turned around and smiled at Ali and Su Caiwei, "Let's go, the destination is behind this dilapidated temple."

The three of them walked around the ruined temple, and behind the ruined temple, there was a bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest is dense and covers a considerable area.

Expanded his spiritual consciousness and checked it, and Zhou Yi found a short earth bun in the bamboo forest.

That should be the Taoist nun he buried with his own hands twenty years ago.

Following the sensing of spiritual consciousness, he went deep into the bamboo forest. Zhou Yi found that the bamboo forest was actually in line with the power of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, and there were hidden traces of formation.

Formation?

After a little surprise, Zhou Yi easily walked into this building without any power, but could only allow ordinary people to come in and leave the inside of the formation that left from the other direction.

The core inside the formation that was deliberately bypassed was the location of the short tomb.

In front of the tomb is a tombstone made of a slightly decaying wooden board. Four characters are carved with not-so-looking strokes - Yujing Abandoned.

Zhou Yi once heard this theory that a person will experience three deaths in his life.

The first time was the moment when I stopped breathing and heartbeat, and the moment I died, I was a physiological death from a biological point of view.

The second time is when the funeral is held. At this moment, your identity will be erased from this society, which is social death.

The third time is the last person in this world who remembers you, and there is no memory of you in this world.

This moment will be true death. From now on, no one will know that you have been to this world...

He didn't know her name, and after he was buried, he felt it was necessary to erect a monument for her to commemorate her existence and was not completely forgotten by the world.

Walking to the front of the curtain, Zhou Yi pointed and guided Su Caiwei to look at the tombstone.

"Look at this."

Looking along his fingers, Miss Su's eyes froze.

"Yujing abandoned disciple?" He was puzzled for a moment, and then denied, "There has never been a disciple in Yujing Mountain, and there is no abandoned disciple."

Zhou Yi nodded and said, "It is because of knowing this that I am more curious about what her identity is. I want you to come and see if you know this person."

Miss Su did not answer, and looked at his face and asked, "She?"

"Well, I'm a friend of my Taoist nuns," Zhou Yi nodded, "It can also be said that he is my life-saving benefactor and I. If I hadn't met her in my early years, A Li and I might have died a few times."

Zhou Yi told the story about Taoist nuns he saw in his diary.

After hearing this, Su Caiwei frowned.

"According to what you said, she might really have something to do with Yujingshan."

As he said that, Su Caiwei raised her foot forward and walked to the grave.

He touched the storage bracelet with a transparent crystal bottle containing crystal liquid inside was taken out.

Pull the plug of the crystal bottle open, Su Caiwei passed through the mouth of the crystal bottle and poured a drop of liquid out of the bottle.

The crystal liquid scattered, melting into the soil of the grave, and disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, from the grave, a faint golden light lit up, forming an illusory symbol above the grave.

Seeing this, Su Caiwei's face slightly darkened.

"We are really from Yujing Mountain!"

First, he confirmed that the Taoist nun was indeed from Yujing Mountain, and Su Caiwei looked at the illusory golden symbol.

After thinking about it, I took out the crystal bottle and took out another soul lamp burning with the immortal blue fire.

With a move to the illusory golden symbol, the symbol was pulled into the soul lamp.

The next moment, a name appeared on the soul lamp - Ling Xiao.

"It's Senior Sister Ling Xiao!"

Obviously, Su Caiwei knew the identity of this nun.

"Senior Sister Ling Xiao? Didn't you say that Yujingshan has never officially accepted disciples?"

Miss Su nodded, "Senior Sister Ling Xiao is not his disciple, she was the disciple she accepted in her early years, and she is also her only disciple."

"Your mother's disciple?"

"Yes," Miss Su nodded with a serious expression.

"Senior Sister Ling Xiao is my mother's only disciple. She was expelled from the master by her mother when she made a big mistake. This is also a kind of protection for her.

However, Senior Sister Ling Xiao was already the cultivation level of the Nine-Turn Heavenly Immortal, how could she die here?"

After hearing this, Zhou Yi can conclude that the nun was really dead back then, and the encounter with her was not a conspiracy.

But, Nine-Turn Fairy?

That Taoist nun has become an immortal? And before being expelled from the master, she is the Nine-Turn Immortal. What kind of cultivation should she have when she meets her?

Why did such a powerful Taoist nun die after being so seriously injured?

Confused.

Thinking.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.

Zhou Yi pointed to the dilapidated temple outside the bamboo forest in front of him.

"When I first met her, she was in the dilapidated temple in front of her. At that time, she had been seriously injured after some experience."

"Damn temple?"

The three of them looked at the dilapidated temple ahead.
Chapter completed!