"Rumble rumble..."

Before Shan Hunt could finish his words, the mountain body under everyone's feet shook violently.

"Forget it, if it goes on like this, if something goes wrong in the big battle, I'll be ashamed of my ancestors. What I'm going to say next, few people can't spread it..."

Yamakuri, who was almost knocked over, squeezed his thick and long white eyebrows back and forth, as if he had made up his mind, and said slowly, "Before the last priest passed away, he told me a secret that was passed down by word of mouth at Sengen Shrine. Mt. Fuji, was not called Mt. Fuji at first, but 'Mountain of the Undead'..."

"It is said that more than 1,300 years ago, Emperor Wenwu sent his messenger, Yue Yanka, to bring people into the mountain, and set up the "Immortal Mountain Shenyin" to hide the elixir of undead in it, hence the name of the undead mountain. "

"Afterwards, due to the disturbance of the earth's veins by the gods, the mountain was raised every year, and the volcanoes erupted frequently, causing the nearby living beings to be devastated. The special envoy Yue Yanka built the Asama Taisha Shrine at the foot of the mountain, and set up a formation method to worship the dead in the mountains and guard the gods..."

"The 'Undead Mountain Shenyin' that hides the undead elixir? In this way, if the Shenyin really exists, it can only be located inside the mountain if it needs to run for thousands of years by the volcanic geoline."

After pondering for a while, Ichiro Tokimoto asked, "The Sengen Shrine has guarded this place for more than a thousand years. You should know the way to enter that shrine, right?"

"Only in this mountain, Yunshen doesn't know where... No one knows where the legendary 'Undead Mountain Shenyin' and 'Undead Elixir' exist, or even whether they really exist."

Faced with this question, Yamakari shook his head, and there was a flash of self-mockery in his eyes: "According to the tradition of Asama Shrine, after the abdication of the priests, they must live in seclusion in the Okumiya on the top of the mountain, and guard the formation in the mountains until they die. However, Our responsibility is to maintain the normal operation of the outer circle of the big array..."

"The priests spend the rest of their lives here in vain, but they don't even know what they are guarding, hahahahaha!"

The snow-covered mountaintop platform echoed the vicissitudes of laughter of the priest priest.

"All in all, the guy who captured Mochizuki and Taketori Escroll is probably in the crater, right?"

I don't know when, Araki Sosuke has pouted his upper body into the helicopter cabin, and seems to be looking for something: "Then what are you waiting for, why don't we just go down?"

"Going straight down, how easy is it to say? Heaven takes Qi as spirit, king takes art as god, art uses divine concealment to become wonderful, and law takes clarity as its work. If you can find the direction and enter directly, it will not be called divine concealment...cough... "

Before Tokimoto Ichiro finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that the existence in front of him could even enter and exit the "Gate of Hell" freely, and then the conversation changed: "Kun Araki, even if the gods in the world are hidden in front of your eyes, there is no way to hide, but the volcano The terrain in the mouth is steep and the environment is dangerous, and it is not easy to go. It is better to let the old man rely on this undead bronze corpse and go down with the sword first..."

"Oh, I found it, there really is something like this on the plane..."

Drilling out of the cabin, there was a white thing in Sosuke Araki's hand.

"that is?"

"Araki-kun, are you thinking of..."

Under the dull gazes of everyone on the viewing platform, Sosuke Araki has put the thing behind him carelessly: "Don't worry, I don't dare to say anything else..."

"I'm the most experienced in jumping the Fuji mountain pass... oh ah ah ah ah!"

Then, like a cheetah, he crouched down, ran, and jumped, drawing an arc of ecstasy, and disappeared into the snow and clouds surrounding the landscape platform.

…

Inside Mount Fuji, somewhere.

A frozen pool, quietly embraced by ice and snow.

"Crackling..."

Suddenly, several tentacles with the characteristics of insects and mollusks, like sharp spears, pierced out from under the ice surface of the cold pool...

Then, a man in black robe who was soaked all over, pushed open the broken ice surface and slowly climbed up.

As the tentacles wriggled like seaweed, they slipped back under his robe, revealing a worn and heavy wooden box on his back.

"Is this the inside of the Undying Mountain Shenyin?"

Under the lifted hood, a wrinkled old face was revealed.

Gu Xi, "Who would have thought that such a secret realm of ice and snow is still hidden in this active volcano that has been dormant for more than 300 years."

This person is Mochizuki Koji who disappeared after jumping off Chihu Lake.

"Moreover, you can only enter the interior from the waterway through the 'Red Lake' hundreds of miles away..."

Letting the water droplets on the black robe turn into white frost, Mochizuki Koji looked at the surrounding scene with a blurred gaze.

Surrounded by snow-white steep walls, there is a flat valley full of snow and barren.

The most bizarre thing is that in the middle of the valley, an "ice sculpture" is quietly displayed...

"Are these creatures accidentally trapped in Shenyin within this thousand years?"

Looking closely, inside those "ice sculptures", the bodies of various animals and insects, large and small, were frozen in ice.

"That...that's..."

Mochizuki Koji's gaze crossed over the "ice sculptures" and stopped at the center of the valley, an oval boulder covered with ropes and talismans.

"God-god body? No, UU reading www.uukanshu.com This is an elixir of undeath... an elixir of undeath!"

He staggered away from the "ice sculpture" in front of him, and in the smashed ice, he walked towards the boulder...

"I know, little bamboo, it must be sealed in here..."

Arriving in front of the two-high stone, Mochizuki Yasushi eagerly stretched out his hand and retracted it halfway through.

Shaking off the ice crystals covering his body and smoothing the wet and messy black robe, he moved his hand to the stone in front of him again with an excited expression.

"I've been waiting for more than a thousand years, little bamboo."

Mochizuki Koji's thoughts gradually drifted back to the depths of time, a scene that seemed familiar and unforgettable.

"...Father, I'm here to pick you up."

…

"Hey...hey..."

In the sea of ​​green bamboo, a middle-aged man dressed in coarse cloth was carefully cutting down a giant green bamboo.

"I just said that I read it right. The bamboo tube is indeed glowing! Could it be that those adults have hidden treasures?"

As the giant bamboo fell, a golden glow overflowed from the broken bamboo tube.

"Bamboo, bamboo tube, how could there be a baby?!"

The light dissipated, and I saw a delicate baby girl the size of a slap, lying in a half-bamboo tube like a cradle.

"This... what a beautiful and pure princess this is..."

Leaning closer and looking at the innocent sleeping face, the man took courage and held the overly petite baby girl in his palm.

"I see! You must be a special gift from God who pity me, Sanuki Zaomaro and his wife, who have no children... From today onwards, you will be called Xiaozhuzi."

As if holding the most precious treasure in the world, he followed step by step and walked cautiously towards home.

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