Bu Nian Tian stood under the stone statue and bowed with his hands raised.

When Mr. Zhao saw this, he bowed down in a serious manner.

"Who is this!" Zhao Yun whispered.

"The founder of the mountain." Bu Niantian chuckled.

"She is Zi Zaitian?" Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and scanned the stone statue up and down solemnly. Even though it was just a stone statue, it was still stern and unparalleled.

Suddenly... the mysterious Taoist sound sounded again.

Zhao Yun's ears were straight and straight, and he listened attentively.

Bu Niantian seems to be used to it, because she often comes to worship, and every time she comes, she can hear the sound of the Great Dao Tian. She had studied it with her senior brother back then, and she didn't know where the sound came from, but she only knew that it lasted for a long time.

Just as he was talking...two more figures fell from the sky.

When Zhao Yun saw it, he subconsciously moved towards Bu Niantian.

It’s not surprising that he was like this, because the visitors were two of his old acquaintances, namely the Black and White Shas. They came here for some reason. The Black Shas were fine when they saw them, but they felt a little anxious when they saw the White Shas.

"I haven't seen you two for many years." Bu Niantian whispered with a smile.

Although these two people have low cultivation levels, they are people of the same era as her.

Even though they advance slowly, they will definitely become giants after they rise.

"Bu Nian Tian...you really have gained a good disciple."

The white one has beautiful eyes that are on fire, while the black one has a very dark face.

Bu Niantian was a little surprised, the three of them obviously recognized each other.

"Misunderstanding...misunderstanding."

Mr. Zhao chuckled and moved towards Bu Niantian again.

It’s not embarrassing to watch the live broadcast, but it’s disharmonious to be caught.

The black and white evil spirits were too lazy to pay attention to this guy, so they climbed up a small mountain together and sat cross-legged. It seemed that they had come all the way here just to listen to the sound of the sky.

Bu Niantian was the first to turn around and go to the east.

Zhao Yun took one last look at the stone statue and followed him.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a small courtyard, with only two bamboo houses and one old tree. It has been a few years, and the courtyard should have been built without caring about God. It did not regard itself as an outsider, and raised its hand to brush away the dust of the years.

"Stay here for a few days."

Bu Nian Tian sat under the old tree and also listened to the Taoist sounds.

Zhao Yun put down his luggage and found a place to sit cross-legged.

I don’t know how many years the Tianyin of the Great Dao has been ringing. It is ancient and vicissitudes of life. Black and White Shuangsha were fascinated by it. Bu Niantian was also in a deep state of mind. Mr. Zhao, on the other hand, fell asleep after listening to it.

This time...he didn't dream of entering Zizhu Peak.

An illusory dream, he met an illusory person.
Chapter completed!