168, [This Plot Doesn’t Work Right]

As for who built the altar, Lu Xun combined his memories of his previous life, but he still couldn't figure out the answer, so he almost burned the dish.

Cooking is the foundation of Lu Xun's livelihood in the back mountain, and it is his specialty that is ahead of everyone in the back mountain.

Yes, people must have specialties.

He is proud of this aspect and must not make bad food!

If you want to conquer a person, you must first conquer his (her) stomach!

One step to the stomach!

Lu Xun didn't know whether others were conquered or not, but Mao Nanbei, the little follower, had undoubtedly relied on Lu Xun.

"It's spicy! But it's delicious, little junior brother! Slurp!"

At the dinner table, Mao Nanbei's little hands held chopsticks and ate crazily.

Her body is amazing, she doesn't grow meat where she should grow meat, and she doesn't grow meat where she shouldn't grow meat.

She develops very slowly and has maintained her luoli shape for many years, but at the same time, she won't get fat and is always so petite and cute.

Of course, Xiaoluoli's face must be round, which made Maonanbei upset for a long time.

Lin Chan is not very good at eating spicy food. She tried a bite of Sichuan cuisine that Maonanbei praised, and it was so spicy that she wanted to stick out her tongue.

"If you can't eat spicy food, don't try it. Eat other dishes." Lu Xun poured her a glass of water.

Maonanbei quickly swept the food and said, "Junior brother, this Tianque Gate is not fun, why do we have to stay here for a few days?"

"Fourth Senior Sister, there are many famous mountains and rivers in the Three Thousand Mountains. Isn't it nice to travel around?" Lu Xun said with a smile.

"Tsk! Can it be as beautiful as our back mountain?" Maonanbei said.

"In terms of elegance, it is definitely not comparable." Lu Xun answered honestly.

It is actually a bit strange to use the word "elegant" on a mountain. But the back mountain is a very elegant mountain. It is like a large potted plant, and it feels like someone has carefully trimmed it.

When I think of how he has lived here for so long, and his leisurely nature, it seems that he is pruning a mountain like a potted plant... It seems possible?

Seeing that Mao Nanbei was not very interested in traveling, he changed his words and said, "Fourth Senior Sister, there should be a lot of good game in these three thousand mountains."

"Really? Slurp! Then stay a few more days. I just feel a little tired from traveling recently. Slurp!" Mao Nanbei's big eyes lit up slightly.

Lu Xun smiled with satisfaction.

Mao Nanbei is easy to fool, Xiao Chan'er... Well, the well-behaved Xiao Chan'er doesn't need to be fooled at all.

After dinner, it was late at night.

Mao Nanbei, who had eaten too much, went back to the house to digest the food, while Lin Chan served Lu Xun.

"You should go in too. The master is going out for a walk. There is something to do." Lu Xun said.

Lin Chan nodded obediently, and washed a spiritual fruit and handed it to Lu Xun, indicating that the master could take it on the road.

Lu Xun took it with a smile, rubbed her head, and left the courtyard on his own.

Along the way, the disciples of Tianque Sect who saw him bowed and saluted one after another. This was something that the sect master and several elders had carefully instructed.

In fact, except for the several patrolling disciples that day, the other disciples of Tianque Sect did not know Lu Xun's true identity, they only knew that he was a distinguished guest.

Everyone only felt that although this distinguished guest was wearing a bamboo hat, his temperament was extraordinary, giving people a sense of transcendence and transcendence, and they couldn't help but want to take a few more glances.

Lu Xun went down the mountain easily, and no one dared to come forward to ask, let alone stop him.

This is the good thing about his special identity. Although he is only in the initial realm of cultivation, there are still many people who want to lick him.

"This feeling of having someone above you is really good!" Lu Xun said in his heart while eating the spiritual fruit.

No matter what kind of person is above you, how can it feel bad? Hehehe.

Oh no, it depends on who is above.

After leaving Taixu Peak of Tianque Gate, Lu Xun rode a paper crane and wandered around Sanqian Mountain at will.

He went around a long circle and finally returned to the vicinity of Taixu Peak.

"You are worthy of being called Taishan?" Lu Xun looked at a small mountain in front of him and said in his heart.

As mentioned before, for some unknown reason, many mountain names in Sanqian Mountain overlap with some mountain names on Earth, some are homophonic, and some are directly consistent.

And the small mountain in front of him is called Taishan, but compared with the first of the Five Sacred Mountains on Earth, it is incomparable!

Taishan is also known as Daizong, Dongyue, etc. It is known as the first of the Five Sacred Mountains. From the Qin Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, 13 emperors personally ascended Taishan to offer sacrifices or worship, and there were more emperors who sent officials to worship.

In addition to its own magnificence and magnificent momentum, Taishan's symbolic significance is also extraordinary.

But the small hill in front of him seemed a bit petty. It was short and had very little vegetation.

This reminded Lu Xun of Shen Ludan, who was not tall and had no hair.

This mountain could be called "Shen Yan in the Mountain"!

"I thought it would be a majestic peak with the same name as Mount Tai. I went around all the majestic peaks around but couldn't find it. I didn't expect that there was such a small hill not far from Tianque Gate." Lu Xun said in his heart.

According to memory, the secret realm that the key can open is in Mount Tai.

Lu Xun has never been here, so he has no impression of it. Fortunately, there are stone tablets on every mountain in the Three Thousand Mountains, with the name of the mountain written on them.

Most of the sects in the Three Thousand Mountains area are built on high mountains. Most of these small mountains have no sects stationed, and there are no sects on Mount Tai.

Lu Xun rode the paper crane to the foot of the mountain, blew a hole in the mud with a sword, and then buried the remaining fruit cores in it and planted a tree.

He smiled and said, "Just think of it as planting hair for Shen Yan in the mountain."

In the middle of the night, he wandered around a deserted hill like this, holding the necklace in his hand, and infusing a little spiritual power into it every few steps.

There was no way, he didn't know where the "door" was, so he could only hold the key and keep "unlocking".

Anyway, the spiritual power in his body was quite strong, and he could always enter the secret realm by accident if he tried more.

It stands to reason that as long as the spiritual power is infused near the entrance, the door to the secret realm can be opened immediately.

Although this operation is a bit stupid, it definitely works!

Lu Xun, wearing a black robe, a bamboo hat, and holding a black scabbard, was like a lonely ghost on the mountain. After wandering around for nearly an hour, he stopped.

"It's right here!" Lu Xun looked around and cursed in his heart: "So the entrance is at the top of the mountain!"

Damn! So careless?

I... I just keep running to those inconspicuous places.

After he infused a ray of spiritual power into the necklace in his hand, the dark blue gem was flashing with a strange light.

Lu Xun knew that a ray of spiritual power was not enough to break through the door. There was a blockage ahead, and he needed to be more powerful.

He madly infused the spiritual power in his body into the necklace. The strange light was still not very bright, but there was airflow rotating in the gem.

Lu Xun only felt that his eyes went black and his figure disappeared.

When he regained his vision, he had already arrived in the secret realm.

The altar was very high and open, but it also seemed very empty.

Such a large place, empty... Damn! How could there be someone!

About thirty or forty meters away from Lu Xun, a figure wearing the same black robe was squatting!

Lu Xun clearly saw that there was a necklace hanging around his neck, exactly the same as the one in Lu Xun's hand!

At this moment, dark purple blood was flowing out of his fingers, and the blood was dripping drop by drop in the center of the altar!

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