It was completely different from the expected plan of going down the mountain with Rize and Kerim...

"This is it. You can go up there by yourself, and someone will show you the way."

Deep in the ethereal and peaceful main peak of the Fairy Mountain, I have been leading the young man beside me here. Although I know that his usual noisy appearance is just on the surface,

But Tiangong still warned him in a solemn voice.

"Remember, don't be rude."

Then he turned around and left, leaving Fangran alone.

Looking at the straight bluestone steps in front of me leading straight into the mist-shrouded depths...

Is this the way to the top of the mountain?

By the way, that gentleman... wants to see me!?

I felt a strong sense of disbelief and unreality about this. Looking at the wide mountain stone steps in front of me, it was different from the trails in other places.

He would occasionally pass by this road leading to the top of the mountain, but he had never approached it rashly.

When I thought that the immortal was up there, I became nervous,

Fangran managed to slowly take steps forward.

Although the night watchman was asked to convey the message, it seemed that there was no mandatory consultation, and whether he came or not was entirely up to his own will.

But Fangran thought that no matter what the reason was, he should agree to the meeting invitation from the Midnight Immortal.

And most importantly, he felt that if he dared to refuse,

It is very possible that the Tiangong present will beat him until he cannot take care of himself...

Ta,ta,ta,

The clouds and fog gradually deepened, and the scenery on both sides was gradually lost. The wide mountain road leading to the top of the mountain was all that could be seen.

Fangran could only hear the sound of his footsteps walking up the bluestone steps.

Is that immortal up there now?

Will I see you soon?

Are you really not dreaming?

With tension in his arms and turbulent thoughts, he walked on the road leading to the top of the mountain. The straight stone steps seemed to be endless.

I don't know how long I kept walking like this.

It might have been a full hour, it might have been longer, it might have been shorter.

But anyway, when I stepped onto a certain stone step, the clouds and fog suddenly dispersed.

The field of vision suddenly became wider, and the brighter light made Fangran squint his eyes. Then after adapting, he subconsciously held his breath when he saw the scenery in front of him.

The sunshine is clear, which is completely opposite to the natural landscape below the mountain.

It was a palace with a fairy-like atmosphere that looked as far as the eye could see!

A palace? An imperial city? An ancient town? None of them look alike, and none of them are.

It was as big as a skyscraper, with ancient charm but not antiquity. The majestic, elegant and timeless palace corridors looked like an entire fairy gate had been lifted directly from the story of cultivating immortals.

The palace in heaven!

There is no popularity of fireworks, just like 'displaying' them here as a souvenir.

Revealing an ancient legacy left behind in the world...

Fangran opened his eyes slightly in shock, accepting this baptism that felt like entering another world. He was unable to fly into the sky in the middle of the night, and with the clouds and mist covering him,

He never imagined that there would be such a scene on the top of the mountain.

What to do next, where do you want to go?

Looking at the looming stone steps up the mountain behind me, and looking at the Immortal Gate Hall lined with trees in front of me, I felt a little confused for a moment.

Then at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Fangran.

I didn't realize how the other person appeared at all, but the moment I saw the person in front of me, it originated from the instinct deep in my body.

Fangran's whole body froze up, and his fingertips were so cold that it was difficult to even move!

What appeared in front of me was a young-looking man.

He is so young that he even looks a few years older than Fang Ran,

But he has white hair, an extremely handsome and unreal appearance, and his eyes are lowered as calmly as a pool of clear water without waves.

The clothes are the same as that of the mysterious girl, and the buildings and palaces here are the same,

Can't see the ancient costumes of historical dynasties,

He doesn't look like a real person, as he doesn't like fireworks.

It's just that this time, he didn't hold the glorious ancient sword with the head of a dragon and a bird in his hand...

"This way, follow me."

The unexpectedly calm voice, after hearing the 'young man' speak,

Fang Ran regained control of her body with difficulty, took steps to follow him, and walked in one direction.

It’s just that the indescribable shock in my heart cannot be calmed down.

who is he!?

He is also a senior Night Watchman!?

And doesn’t that sword belong to the magician!?

Why did it manifest itself in his hand last night!?

Could he be...

Following the handsome young man, one surprise after another popped up in my mind, for no other reason than that in the fantasy last night,

The sword that the figure in front of me swept out of the strange sky,

This is the strongest power that Fangran has witnessed from the participants so far.

none of them!

Beyond the dead line, beyond Clotilde, and even beyond the queen's clone in the arctic night!

Obviously, in this month-long night, I have fought against several high-level A-level night watchmen, and their powerful and majestic abilities have become commonplace.

But that sword was still completely beyond his understanding.

Purely strong, unparalleled in strength, almost unparalleled in the world.

And he himself was walking a little in front of him at the moment, leading him through these deserted and silent palaces along the way.

Fangran felt a great pressure.

This senior seems to be a little different from Tiangong and Qianmian. There are rumors about this kind of strength in the night battle world...

Who is he?

Questions kept coming in his mind, but before Fangran could muster up the courage to say hello,

"Here we are."

The white-haired figure who led him stopped and turned around. He was as calm as water and could not see the extraordinary power last night. He looked at Fangran and nodded softly:

"Master, I'm waiting for you inside."

"Ah, thank you, senior!"

After hearing these words, he suddenly came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream, and he reacted and said thank you, but he only saw the other person shaking his head gently as if to say he didn't care.

Then he picked up an erhu and a piano bow from under a tree and walked away.

Eh...that's...

Seeing this scene, he was a little stunned. It was only then that he realized where the music that blended into the night he heard every night came from...

By the way...this senior just said 'master'?

I noticed that the figure just addressed the immortal as 'sir', not the same title as the other senior night watchmen.

Subconsciously, she turned around and looked at the destination he had led her to.

This is the highest point of the entire Midnight Fairy Mountain.

But what is very strange is that when he looked down, Fangran did not see the familiar scenery under the mountain, but an endless sea of ​​pure white clouds.

It's as if the space has been rewritten.

Not paying attention to these strange things, Fangran slowly looked ahead this time,

In front of you is a slightly larger ancient house courtyard.

Obviously there are so many magnificent and magnificent fairy palaces here, but do the immortals live here...
To be continued...