Luo Fu Chapter 420: 100,000 mountains


Chapter 420 One Hundred Thousand Mountains

"The 100,000 mountains are so vast, if we don't have the map of the half-faced demon, I am afraid that even if we arrive, it will be difficult to find out where Ye Motian is."

Among the clouds in the sky, a white cloud tent was shrouded outside the demon king's lotus platform. Luo Bei was holding a sheepskin map, looking at the continuous mountains below, and said to Caishu and Nalan Ruoxue beside him.

One Hundred Thousand Mountains, starting from Qinzhou in the east and ending in Quyue in the west, stretches across several states. There are many high mountains standing tall and towering into the clouds. The golden sunset dyed the west sides of all the peaks golden. It really looks like there are hundreds of thousands of hills, and the end can't be seen at a glance.

The mountains and forests stretching across several states are wider than any mountains that Luobei has seen before. Even if Shu Mountain is placed among the 100,000 mountains, it can only occupy a small corner.

"This place is somewhat similar to Luofu. No wonder there are no famous mountain schools in such a vast mountain forest."

The Shiwan Dashan is also in a barbaric land for the states of the Central Plains at this time, and Luobei, who is on the lotus platform of the Demon King, looked down and saw many mountains and forests flickering with white light, surrounded by clouds and mist, densely covered Seeing many red and yellow "colors", I couldn't help but feel a move in my heart.

Luobei can see that the white lights in the mountains and forests are streams and rivers, which seem to have sufficient water vapor, and the red and yellow "colors" that can be seen everywhere are thick miasma.

Obviously, in this endless mountain, even if there is a place with abundant spiritual energy, the spiritual energy is as mixed as Luofu, so it is not taken by many Taoists.

Luobei lowered his head and looked carefully at the map in his hand, only to see that it said: "From east to west for more than two hundred miles, it is called Tongtian Mountain. There are two peaks on the mountain, the left peak has a light top, and the right peak has a sky lake. ….”

"It should be those two peaks." Luo Bei took a look and saw the two peaks, which were exactly the same as those described on the map.

Behind Luobei's thoughts, the demon king Liantai flew towards the two mountain peaks in the package of the white cloud treasure tent. As we get closer, we can see that the two peaks of Tongtian Mountain are quite steep, full of cliffs, and halfway up the mountain, there are full of pine trees, vigorous and straight, with white air, which looks very artistic.

According to the map, Luobei really saw that in the valley of the mountain on the right, there is a mirror-like sky lake, at least tens of mu of land. The water of the lake is clear, and there are many dark green bamboos growing by the lakeside. There are no people, but you can vaguely see pavilions and pavilions built with pine logs. In one of the bamboo forests, there is even a wooden corridor extending all the way. It leads to the center of the lake, as if someone went to the center of the lake to fetch water, or to take a walk to refresh his mind.

"Huh?"

Luobei was overjoyed when he saw this Tianhu Lake, because according to the map instructions of the half-faced demon, Ye Motian is very likely to live here. "Sex" is extremely weird, I don't like to meet people, and just look at the Bigen Mountain people, Luobei knows what kind of quirks these obsessed people have, so Luobei thinks not to stand on the demon king's lotus platform and get angry After leaving him, he was about to put away the demon king's lotus platform, but at this moment, many radiances of different colors appeared in his sight.

The many rays of light of different colors came from the western sky, and they were getting closer and closer to Luobei's location, and they seemed to be heading towards Tongtian Mountain.

When the distance got closer, Luobei, Nalan Ruoxue, and Caishu could all see clearly that there were more than 30 ascetics flying here. A middle-aged man in a robe and a young man in a bright yellow brocade.

The middle-aged man in the silver robe was slender and had a gloomy face, while the young man in the bright yellow brocade had a domineering look on his face. The breath of many Kunlun disciples is a bit similar, and they all have a feeling that they don't take others seriously. The thirty or so people behind these two were all ascetics wearing green striped shirts. The styles of these people's clothes are two pieces, the neckline, sleeves and buttons are completely different from the general Taoist clothing. And Luobei, Nalan Ruoxue, and Caishu took a look at it, and saw that the various "colorful" lights were emitted by the flying insects under these people's feet.

These people's envoys are not magic weapons or flying swords, but flying insects of different sizes.

Like the two people at the front, the envoy of the middle-aged man in a silver robe is a silver centipede with two wings, about ten feet long. But the envoy of the young man in bright yellow brocade was a chubby flying insect like a golden beetle.

The flying speed of these flying insects seems to be no less than that of flying swords, and judging from the brilliance emitted from their bodies, these flying insects seem to have been refined with some techniques of refining Gu insects. I just don't know if there are other magical things besides being able to fly in the sky.

"Can you see where these people came from?" Luo Bei condensed his voice into a thread, and it reached Nalan Ruoxue's ears.

These magic-like flying insects did not surprise Luo Bei, but the mana fluctuations of the two men who took the lead moved Luo Bei's heart. The mana fluctuations on those two people are not weak, the young man in the bright yellow brocade clothes seems to be at the late stage of Jindan, and the middle-aged man in the silver robe seems to be already The cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.

Nalan Ruoxue shook her head quickly. Although her knowledge is much higher than that of Luobei and Caishu, and she knows most of the sects in the world, but these people, she is watching Can't come out.

At this moment, these ascetics who command the flying insects have already approached the top of Tiantian Lake. Obviously these people also came for Ye Motian.

"Let's see first."

Luobei sent his voice into the ears of Caishu and Nalan Ruoxue, Caishu and Nalan Ruoxue also nodded with the same thoughts.

While the three of them were talking, they saw that those ascetics had already stopped and straightened their clothes. Under the leadership of the first two people, they all descended to the surface of the lake that day.

Wearing bright yellow brocade clothes, the domineering young man paused for a moment, and then suddenly said loudly: "Prince Ruan Mingsheng of the North Vietnam Kingdom, come to pay respects to senior Ye Motian."

"The prince of North Vietnam? This man is actually the prince of North Vietnam, no wonder he can't tell the history."

As soon as the young man spoke, Luo Bei and the others were stunned. The Beiyue Kingdom is a small country on the border of Quyue, and its national strength has been strong in the past hundred years. In the general dynasties, there are also monks, but they have no intersection with most of the Taoism in the world, so just like the Venerable Poison Dragon, although his cultivation is high, not many monks know about it, so Nalan Ruoxue also couldn't see the origin of these people.

The voice of the young man standing on the lake can be heard far away, but there is silence around the lake without any echo.

The young man in the bright yellow brocade twitched his brows, paused for a moment, and spoke again aloud, but there was still no response. There was no echo from the second exit, and a displeasure flashed on the face of the young man in Jin Yi, "Ruan Mingsheng, Prince of North Vietnam, come to pay respects to Senior Ye Motian!" The young man in Jin Yi said it again, but this time , The young man in brocade clothes didn't say a word, it was like a clap of thunder in the valley, shaking the lake to swell, and the forest and the attic by the lake were violently shaken.

But in the valley, there is still no response.

The complexion of the young man in brocade clothes became completely gloomy, "It seems that I misunderstood the place, this place does not seem to be the residence of senior Ye Motian. But these trees and houses look good, Since there is no owner, just dismantle them and move them back for me."

"Follow me!"

The more than 30 ascetics behind the boy in brocade all bowed their bodies. They heard that the prince of North Vietnam ordered to remove the trees and houses in this place. Flame spewed out from the worm's mouth, as if it wanted to burn all these places to ashes.

"Who said there is no owner here?"

At this moment, an old man in a blue cloth shirt suddenly appeared at one end of the wooden passage that stretched into the lake, "It's just that my master doesn't want to see you, so you should leave quickly It hinders my master's cleansing."

The clothes of this old man are that of the local Zhuang people, and his accent is also that of the local Zhuang people.

"Oh?"

The young man in Jinyi saw the old man appearing, his eyes flashed, "So ~IndoMTL.com~ this place is the residence of Senior Yemotian? If so, please inform your master that it is Beiyue The Crown Prince Ruan Mingsheng asked to see him, and he wanted to ask Senior Ye Motian to go to our Beiyue Kingdom to treat my father, as long as he can heal my father, any treasure of our Beiyue Kingdom is up to Senior Yemotian to choose."

"My master has rules. Those who don't like him will be killed, and those who are ascetics other than friends will be killed. And my master has already said that he doesn't want to see you, so you should leave quickly. There is no need to say more." The old man dressed like the local Zhuang shook his head and said.

The face of the young man in brocade clothes sank: "Pretending to be a ghost! I respect you as a senior to talk to you so respectfully, Ye Motian, it's fine if you don't want to be treated. Why didn't you show up and call such an old servant? Make irresponsible remarks to me, you don't take us too seriously."

"Ye Motian, you should come out and talk yourself!" As soon as Ruan Mingsheng's voice fell, the middle-aged man in the silver robe beside him also smiled sinisterly, and turned towards the man in the blue robe. The old man in "color" raised his hand.

"Well? What kind of magic weapon does this person use?"

Luobei, Nalan Ruoxue, and Caishu stared at each other at the same time.

The middle-aged man in the silver robe raised his hand, and Luobei, Nalan Ruoxue, and Caishu all felt a burst of mana fluctuations, as if he had sacrificed some magic weapon, and the man in blue The reaction of the old man in "color" clothes was not slow, and a circle of red light was drawn in front of him immediately, but there was no light or shadow. It seemed that the middle-aged man in the silver robe just raised his hand, and the old man With a sudden tremor, the red light in front of him disappeared, and he was caught in the air by a middle-aged man in a silver robe and grabbed it in his hand.


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