Immortals come on the moon

One month later, the ghost town of Wangushan.

The lotus blooms in the ink pond, and there are all kinds of ghosts and monks at the bottom of the mountain.On this day, it was rare for the monks and the ghosts to live in peace for a short period of time. The Ten Thousand Bone Mountain was about to open, so there was no need for them to do anything at this time.

Among the crowd, several men in black hooded robes were hidden, and not far from them, Gongzi Lan and Feng Yuan hid their figures.

The mountain forest in front of him was silent, and suddenly, a burst of white light emerged from the top of Qiongshan Mountain. The white light in front of him flourished, and an invisible barrier disappeared in midair.

"Boy, just go straight ahead, don't look back."

Song Minhuan was pushed forward by Gong Zilan, he clenched his long sword tightly, and entered the white light along with the crowd.

The voice seemed to come from far away. He noticed that at the moment he entered, a sword intent gathered towards him. Before he could touch him, he was stopped by the familiar coercion.

Gong Zilan was holding a temporary sword in his hand, and he lightly stopped the two people who were about to go in with his long sword, one of them was Zhuang Li, and the other was Xu Wanqin.

"Boy, don't go in and delay your senior brother. Once you enter the phantom formation, you will not be able to find him, so don't waste any useless thoughts."

As for the other one, Gong Zilan looked at Xu Wanqin with a half-smile and said, "You two are not my opponents either. Is it because I beat you up and get the hell out of here, or are you going to get out now?"

Zhuang Li and Xu Wanqin glanced at each other, and without saying a word, they raised their swords and slashed at them.

On the other side, Lan Pipa looked at Feng Yuan in front of her with a slight smile on her face, "Master Feng Yuan, are you going to give way?"

"Where are you talking so much nonsense?" Shuozhou held the black dimple knife, he was stopped by Mu Yin, and on the other side, the three-eyed female ghost blocked Bai Jingtang.

Bai Jingtang looked at Feng Yuan, then at the three-eyed female ghost in front of him, "Why don't you let me really come and fight me, you look down on me?"

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Song Minhuan was originally in the crowd, but the moment he stepped into the white light, the surrounding voices, crowd, and vegetation all disappeared.In front of him was an endless white light, a vast expanse of whiteness, and nothing else.

Is this the phantom array of Ten Thousand Bone Mountain?

He kept walking for an unknown amount of time, when he heard human voices, as if in the streets and alleys, there were boys and girls laughing and talking, some women were talking about their neighbors, and some men were worrying about their livelihood.

The silhouettes of the crowd and the street were blurred in the white light, and the picture became clearer and clearer before his eyes.The carriage passed by him, there were soldiers on the street, and the armor worn by the soldiers was slightly familiar to him, and the clothes of the women and men who came and went seemed to be drawn in an ancient storybook.

It had just rained in the city, and the wheels of the carriage splashed mud, and the knives in the soldiers' hands collided with each other, making a crisp sound of "bang".

A ray of silver light refracted under the sun, and Song Minhuan saw the badge on the soldier's chest, with swords and crowns engraved on it.

Song Minhuan stood still at the same spot, Zhulou Fangge stood in the distance, the melodious sound of the piano came from the old alley, the smoke of the wolf was still in the distance, and the sky at the end was a deep blood color.

At this time, he understood that this is Yueyin... the era of Changle 3000 years ago.

"The reward order...His Royal Highness ordered people to come over!"

There was an uproar among the crowd, they gathered together, and the handwriting on the reward order was painted with silver hooks, and some people who were close to each other read it out.

"The ghost clan is coming to invade. Now recruit troops to His Highness's command. I hope that the generals will protect me. Those who wish can go outside Gongzi Lan's tent... Those who hold the marching order can receive five stones of rice grain, 20 taels of coarse salt, and gold after the battle." Some silver silk..."

The marching order was printed on the white paper, and many people took it. Song Minhuan was standing there, and one of them floated to the ground in front of him. He was about to pick it up, but someone took a step ahead of him.

The other person's skin was scalded, ugly, and covered with scars. This person's fingertips were slender, and one could vaguely tell that without those scars and scars, they should be extremely beautiful hands.

He looked along, and saw that the man in front of him was completely wrapped up.The man was wearing a foreign costume, only showing a pair of eyes, those eyes were gray and dull, but very pure, like a pool of clear water.

The man picked up the marching order, looked at him and asked, "Where did you come from?"

The voice is very low, it sounds like a bad throat, and it is difficult to speak, as if each word is protruding from the throat.

He was wearing a Yuehua white robe, and he was indeed conspicuous in the crowd. I don't know the identity of this man, he thought for a while.

"I come from outside the three clans... the realm of illusion."

The man was not surprised when he heard what he said, and handed him the reward order in his hand, without any emotion in his voice.

"After coming...you can't leave again."

With these words, the figure of the other party also disappeared in the crowd.

Song Minhuan still stood where he was, looking at the reward order in his hand, there was a faint silver light shining in the palm of his hand, he had to find a way to find the Tongtian Halberd first.

The award order stated that there was the location of Gongzi Lan's tent, so he continued to walk in the streets and alleys according to the place written on it. After walking for a while, he realized something was wrong.

Holding the reward order, he stopped and turned around.There were still people coming and going in the streets and alleys. He tried to recall what happened just now. He met a man just now, and the man said a few words to him.

At this time, when he recalled it again, he was already vague about the man's appearance, as if someone had deliberately erased his memory.He remembered what Gong Zilan had told him before coming in.

Entering the Wangushan Illusionary Array, their memories will gradually fade and slowly merge into the Illusory Array.

It shouldn't happen so soon. Just in case, he took out a block of graphite and wrote a few lines on the handkerchief.

: Find the Tongtian Halberd.

After writing this character, he wrote a character for "God" and a character for "Jun".

The handkerchief was tucked into the skirt of his shirt, ink was stained on his fingertips, and the ink dissipated on his fingertips little by little. He went to Gongzi Lan's camp according to the instructions on the reward order.

It is said to be a tent, but it is actually a barracks. The soldiers guarding the camp hold halberds in their hands, and their cheeks are tattooed with six cloud patterns.At this time, tattooing is not a punishment, but a proof of identity.

The torches in the copper basin were faintly visible. When Song Minhuan passed by, there was already a long queue. They handed in the reward orders, reported their names and where they came from, and each of them had a cinnabar seal on their hands.

"What's your name, where do you come from? Do you have relatives at home?"

Song Minhuan was at the back of the queue, and he had heard just now that Yueyin had not been established for a long time, and many descendants of human races and gods came to seek refuge, so they came from different places.

The soldier who was writing the pen also had six cloud patterns tattooed on his face. He stood on the spot and said softly, "My name is Shen Shan. I come from abroad. There is a family member in my family, and the name of the family member is Shen Yingxue."

"Which reflects which snow?"

"The moon shines on the cold sky and the silver is reflected, and the ten miles of winter snow turns into late spring. It is the Yingxue in this poem."

"Is that your sister?" Maybe because he thought the name sounded nice, the soldier chatted with him a bit more, but the other party didn't ask much about where "overseas" was.

Now there are tens of thousands of people of all ethnic groups, big and small, with names of all kinds, and many others they have never heard of.

"It's my fiancé." Song Minhuan said.

This place is just a phantom formation, Shen Yingxue can't hear it, and no one knows him, he named him by Shen Yingxue's surname, and took Shen Yingxue as his own with private thoughts.

And even if Shen Yingxue heard it... so what.

Hearing the word "fiancée", the soldier paused for a moment, his face was a little strange, but he just looked at him twice, and finally said nothing.

Song Minhuan also had a cinnabar seal stamped on the back of his hand. With this cinnabar seal, they could go to the barracks earlier or the next day, and the number of people would be counted at night on the second day.

There was no other place for him to go, and the number thirteen was engraved on the seal, and he was assigned to the thirteenth battalion. Presumably, he was indeed related to the number thirteen.

When he came in, he only brought a sword and a storage bag, but as expected, the storage bag couldn't be opened.He now has nothing but a sword, a red lotus jade buckle around his neck, and a handkerchief with writing on his skirt.

After entering the barracks, he received bedding, armor, and a token of the God of War in Changle. He also came with a younger boy, and the two of them were the first to come.

He used to love chatting with people, but now he talks less. This is a phantom formation, and he still doesn't know how to get out of it. Time is limited, and it won't do him any good to procrastinate.

The so-called phantom formation has formation eyes. The formation was laid by Jun Yuenu, and the formation eyes are naturally also on Jun Yuenu. He must find a way to find Jun Yuenu's real body.

At present, there is no clue. The boy who came with him is a talkative person. Even if he didn't answer, he talked alone until midnight.

This young man entered the barracks because he wanted to go to the battlefield to kill evil spirits. He wanted to be the hero of Changle and Gongzi Lan. When the young man said these words, his eyes were shining brightly, and his whole body was full of vigor and passion.

I think the word "juvenile" itself is repelling mediocrity.

Song Minhuan was listening beside him, and the young man beside him was named Jiang Yi, Jiang Yi asked him, "I've said so much, why did you enter the military camp, but you are similar to me?"

"En," Song Minhuan replied flatly, but the young man couldn't understand his perfunctory, and continued to talk to him.

"Then you have seen the God of War in Changle?" Before he could answer, the young man said again, "I saw one of the priests in my clan before in the water mirror...His Royal Highness casts a sword with a crown, and wherever it passes, the sword falls like a mountain of bones ...He is a well-deserved God of War, and sooner or later, all races will submit to him."

What this young man said is right, the ten thousand races have indeed surrendered to Changle.

He heard the boy's rambling voice, and he fell asleep after a while.More people came over on the second day, his illusion didn't work in the illusion, and his original appearance was still displayed.

Thinking that one thing is worse than one thing less, he smeared some plant ash on his face, his face looked gray, and his hair was loose so he couldn't see his face clearly.

Jiang thought he was like this, the boy stared at him for a while, and then smeared some mud on his face.

He didn't meddle in other people's business, and he didn't ask Jiang Yi why he also smeared mud on his face.

Jiang Yi asked him instead: "Have you heard of Shuiqi... I heard that all the men in their clan can have children."

Before he could answer, Jiang Yi leaned over and lowered his voice, and asked him, "You...are you from the Shuiqi tribe?"