Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 488: The hero and heroine in the Wushan Mountain (1)

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As the demon cultivator died, a demon pill rolled out.

Li Fuyao bent over and picked it up.

Then found some magic weapons beside the demon repair body.

Thinking about the bone in the lake before, there was a moment of silence.

Thinking that the young monk named Caomu died here like this, it seemed really not worth it.

However, in this world, although everyone's fate has not been fixed, since it has happened, there is no way to change it.

Li Fuyao put away those things.

Walking along the lake for a while, I saw a path leading to somewhere, and went up.

Yanle is not here, so he simply stays away from him.

If Yanle stays by his side, he will naturally try his best to save his life, but since Yanle chooses this way, Li Fuyao can't do more.

I don't know where the trail leads.

But you also need to be very careful when you want to come, because no one knows what will happen next.

Li Fuyao tried his best to conceal the sword energy on his body.

The forest path is very quiet.

I don't know what kind of trees are planted by the side of the road, but they are obviously not in the outside world.

Li Fuyao stopped and took off a star-shaped leaf, carefully examined it in his palm, and then confirmed that it was not something created by magic, but a real leaf.

But in this world, no matter whether it is mountains or rivers or demon land, there has never been such a tree, but it is there in Wushan?

Isn’t that weird?

Li Fuyao sighed, it turns out that Wushan Mountain is really not an ordinary place.

Li Fuyao was a little lost, but suddenly a lot of weird bugs flew down from this tree. Those bugs screamed and were about to fall on Li Fuyao's neck, seeming to be trying to **** his blood.

Just a moment later, a sword of light emerged here.

Li Fuyao held Mingyue and picked a worm with one sword, and then several swords followed, and several worms were picked. Some of them, the sword fell on the wrong position, and fell on the back of those worms. It was able to kill with one sword, but made a sound like the intersection of gold and stone.

There was even a few sparks.

Li Fuyao is already a swordsman in the Taiqing realm. Whether he is a sword aura or anything else, he can't be said to be weak, but why his sword failed to kill a small insect.

He frowned slightly, and then the sword fell on the necks of the bugs, and then all the bugs were killed.

Li Fu shook his head and looked down at the bugs that fell on the ground, and found that they were no different from the common ladybugs in the world, but their shells were much harder than those ladybugs.

Because of the previous arrangement of the saint, the beasts in Wushan Mountain, or whatever, can't turn into demons, but this does not prevent them from evolving to be more suitable for survival.

Everything in the world has always been the survival of the fittest.

This is true in the demon land of mountains and rivers, and it is also true in this misty mountain.

Li Fuyao was not interested in having trouble with these ladybugs, so he quickly took the sword and walked forward.

He wants to see where the trail ends.

Even if Wushan has been explored so many times by the disciples of the three teachings, there must be many places that have not been explored. Moreover, it is the first time that Li Fuyao has entered Wushan. For him, these places are all unfamiliar.

What he wants to avoid is actually unrealistic.

As long as there are people or things in the world, under certain circumstances, they will naturally reunite.

Thinking about this, Li Fuyao felt helpless.

Going forward we will always be closer to the end.

This is not a lie.

So after half a day, Li Fuyao really came to the end of the trail, and there was a cliff at the end of the trail.

Under the cliff is a sea.

No one knows why there is still a sea in the Wushan Mountain.

But the fact is, since it exists, it exists.

This time is already sunset.

The falling clouds fell on the sea, sparkling.

Li Fuyao suddenly remembered an article by a certain young genius, in which there was a sentence, "The falling clouds and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color."

Want to come and see no difference from the scenery he sees now.

Li Fuyao looked at this scene quietly, feeling a little beautiful.

But soon, he saw a girl running from somewhere, near the cliff, standing on the cliff, feeling a little at a loss.

There are still tears on a face.

Li Fuyao stood in the distance and looked at this scene. There was no emotion. He just turned his head slightly and looked at somewhere else.

An old man with a sword hanging from his waist approached here.

Because Li Fuyao had already concealed his sword energy, and there were trees as a cover, so that the old man did not see Li Fuyao.

The old man looked at the girl who was frightened like a white rabbit, grinning and said: "No matter how you run, it is useless. There is the sea under this cliff. According to your cultivation base, jumping down is a death. Words, it’s better to follow the old man, don’t worry, the old man will love you in every possible way."

While speaking, the old Xuanjian walked forward with undisguised **** in his eyes.

His gaze wandered around the girl's body, like looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

The girl cried, because of fear, she even fell to the edge of the cliff.

The most important thing for ordinary women is chastity. Some hard-working women don't even think of submitting to these things, but want to keep their bodies.

But after starting to practice, regardless of men or women, perhaps the most important thing in the eyes is to practice, that is, how far they can go. On the contrary, they don't care much about this.

The state of this girl is not high, and she hasn't practiced for a long time, she should still think that chastity is important.

So after a brief period of fear, she crawled towards somewhere behind the cliff, but because of fear, she climbed faster.

By the time the old hanging sword stretched out her hand, she was already on the edge of the cliff.

Looking at the old man Xuanjian's hand stretched out, the girl's fear of emotions breeds

Extremely, she jumped from here without even thinking about it.

Said it is a jump, but in fact, scrolling is more appropriate.

The old man Xuanjian looked down, feeling a little regretful. In this foggy mountain, there are not many women who are so good to bully.

There was only one, but it was gone in a blink of an eye.

Who can think of it?

But when he was sighing, he suddenly heard a voice from a distance.

"How can someone like you be equipped to practice swords?"

This voice is extremely indifferent, and the reason it is indifferent is because the owner of the voice is very angry.

Said this, a young man in a blue shirt and a sword box on his back came out.

He looked at the hanging sword old man and said seriously: "I will kill you later, your sword shouldn't be insulted like this."

The Old Man Xuanjian was already a sword repairman in the Taiqing realm. He usually walked the world, and probably no Ye Xiu was willing to provoke him, but today, after seeing this young man in blue shirt, he was a little angry at first. Then suddenly thought of a possibility.

In an instant, his face turned pale.

He thought of the person's identity.

……

……

Misty Mountain is not a mountain.

Just like the tigress is not a tiger.

The Wushan Mountain is the cave mansion of the saint.

It is the residence of the saint who can't distinguish his identity.

But it is clear that Wushan Mountain is not that kind of ordinary residence.

Not the kind of residence where a few yards just ended.

The saints have always been sitting high in the clouds. Nothing particularly important will not show up in the world.

Even if I leave the cloud and come to the world occasionally, I don’t meet too many people.

It is not easy to meet the saint.

But this saint is an exception.

According to the research of the three religions, although this saint does not know which saint of the three religions, this saint never seems to be interested in being in the clouds. He has stayed in the world all his life.

He built such a foggy mountain in the world.

There are mountains and waters inside, everything that should be on the outside, and even birds and beasts. If it weren't suppressed by the magic of the saints, I'm afraid these birds and beasts would turn into demons.

It's just that there is no one.

The saint may be able to create illusions through certain spells, making others think that this misty mountain is actually human.

But even if he stays in the world, if this saint likes to get along with others, he can find a place to live in the identity he wants to have, but he didn’t do it because he didn’t Like to deal with people.

But anyway.

Misty Mountain is a world.

This is a whole world, even day and day, night and moon.

In the past, the Three Religions have asked their disciples to explore it many times, and the things in it are probably already clear.

So before the disciples of the Three Sects entered this place, their teachers had told them many things in it, so they didn’t have to panic at all. Apart from the demon race and the swordsman, all they had to do was to do everything. It is possible to find the true residence of the saint.

Misty Mountain is a world, and the saint lives in this world.

Naturally build houses.

The last time the Sanjiao disciples came to explore, Yan Huanran of Liangxi had already found the residence of the saint, and found a stove of sacred pills in that place.

Things like Sacred Pill will never be placed randomly.

If it's a normal place, you can find the saint's residence by following the route in Yan Huanran's memory.

But this is a foggy mountain, and it has been proved many times in the past that every time the foggy mountain is opened, the location of the saint's residence will change. Of course, after the change, maybe the things inside will also change.

The saints of the Three Religions placed some magical tools and other things in Wushan this time, which is the key to determining the outcome of this time, but according to most people, finding these things is actually not important, killing talents Is an important thing.

As long as you kill the opponent, you will be able to find it slowly afterwards.

But if you fail to kill all your opponents, you will be robbed of them if you find them.

So some people and demons who have this thought, the first thing they do when they enter the Wushan Mountain is to find someone.

Find someone to kill.

Namiao is a young genius on the Taichu list. His ranking was originally extremely high. The highest one was the second. However, he was injured when he broke the border a few years ago, hurting his origin. In the past two years He is always healing.

Let his ranking fall from second to fifth in the original list.

But no one knows that during the two years he was healed, he has grown again and is now a monk at the peak of the Taiqing realm.

His mentor, Ziyun Mountain in Liangxi, although not as good as the first-class Taoist temples like Shenxie Mountain and Yuwu Mountain, it is still not bad in Liangxi. Ziyun Mountain has been in succession for hundreds of years. There were several cultivators who climbed up the tower, all of whom were wizards of the sky. Originally thought that with these cultivators, Ziyun Mountain would one day surpass Yuwu Mountain and become the second largest sect after Shenxie Mountain.

But who knows, after the Ziyun Mountain where several cultivators appeared in the past hundreds of years, none of the cultivators have ever appeared again. As the previous cultivators approached their lives, this Ziyun There was only one old monk who climbed upstairs and was struggling to support it.

Fortunately, at this time, a Nanmiao came out.

When this person entered Ziyun Mountain, he almost caused a group of uncles and teachers to fight for their heads. They all wanted to be admitted to their own sect, but in the end no one was able to make it. Instead, the old monk who climbed the stairs was accepted as a closed disciple.

Now Nanmiao is the little uncle of Ziyun Mountain, and of course the most outstanding person among the younger generation.

He failed to break through and was injured, and he fell off the list at the beginning. It's not a real thing to think about.

It's just a means to cover people's ears.

But this trip to the Mist Mountain is an extremely important event. Maybe he can become a blockbuster by virtue of this one. Since then, he has surpassed Taoism and became the first person of the real young generation.

So Nanmiao is not going to hide it anymore.

He is going to kill people.

The cultivators of the three religions want to kill people. There are only two kinds of killings, either Jianshan disciples or monsters.

There are only two Jianshan disciples, and they are not very easy to kill, and they are all humans, so it doesn't make much sense to kill them.

So if Nanmiao wants to kill people, it is going to kill the monster monks.

Fourteen young demon people, as long as they don’t meet those few big demon parents and children, Nanmiao feels that he will definitely be able to win.

So after leaving the lake.

Namiao came to a canyon.

He waited three days and nights above the canyon.

There are days and nights in the Wushan Mountains.

He firmly believes that someone will pass here.

And it's not a human being, it must be a monster.

So he is willing to wait here.

Wait until the morning light emerges on the third day.

Sure enough, someone came.

The man carried a knife.

Namiao frowned.

He didn't see the slightest evil spirit in this person, but if it was a monk of the Three Sects, how could he carry a knife?

Namiao is very silent.

It's also very difficult to understand.

When the man walked past his hiding place, Nanmiao saw his face clearly.

This is the face of a middle-aged man.

The monks can easily keep their looks.

But monks who don't have enough realm will not do this.

Namiao smelled aging.

This is not a young man,

Almost at the same time it was determined that this person was not a young man, Nanmiao took the shot.

He is a monk at the peak of Taiqing, and in many cases, he can easily win without using a weapon when facing the enemy in the same realm.

And this time he was a sneak attack.

His palm sticks out somewhere.

The man's back was printed with a majestic machine.

Only a bang was heard.

The man was hit by this palm unpreparedly, and then he was seriously injured.

The man flew out.

The eyes are full of fear.

Namiao walked out, came to the person, and took a closer look, and then said incredibly: "So you are a wild repairer..."

This incident is indeed incredible for Nanmiao.

On the trip to Wushan, the saints of the three religions jointly forced this saint’s residence from somewhere, and selected twelve of the best young disciples of the three religions, and then sent them to Wushan for six thousand years. The first battle with the Yaozu.

This is an extremely sacred thing no matter what.

But why is there a wild repair in Wushan now?

Namiao looked at him and asked: "Why did you come in?"

If Nanmiao is willing to guess, I think it will be easy to get this answer.

Why did he come in.

But there is actually a deeper answer to this question.

The Ye Xiu was already seriously injured. In order not to die immediately, he chose to answer Nanmiao's question, but his answer was obviously not what Nanmiao wanted.

He came for the magical artifacts in Wushan.

But what Nanmiao wants to know is, why can you come in?

Isn't there a saint watching outside?

Why did you come in?

If it's so easy to come in, what's the point of choosing us?

Namiao held back his anger and asked, "Is anyone else coming in?"

The Ye Xiu thought for a while, and didn't dare to hide it, so he gave an accurate answer.

He knew that at least twenty people had entered the Wushan Mountain.

This answer makes Nanmiao almost crazy.

There are still twenty people?

Namiao is a man with strong self-confidence, and a man with strong ambition to win. Otherwise, he will not have thoughts that exceed Taoism, so when he heard such words, his first reaction, It is anger.

Why?

And since anger is born.

The first thing to do is to kill.

He looked at the Ye Xiu, his face gradually became indifferent, and he began to walk towards the man slowly.

"Don't..."

With a click.

He broke the wild Xiu's neck with his own hands.

Namiao panted heavily.

The eyes are a little red.

Like a beast that chooses people and eats away.

"It turns out that you people are no different from us..."

At this moment, a voice came from a distance.

There is a man and a woman.

The woman is dressed in Tsing Yi, and the man is dressed in black.

It was the man in the black robe speaking.

The woman just looked at him, did not speak, and looked very indifferent.

Namiao had some murderous intent. He looked at the couple because he could smell the evil spirit.

It's just that the other party has two people, and they don't know their realm, so it's hard for him to make a move easily.

The black-robed man felt this killing intent and said: "If I were you, I will run now. The farther I can go, the better."

Nan Miao's sanity has not been completely lost, he asked: "Why?"

The black-robed man thought for a while, wondering whether his name is louder in Shanhe or Qinghuai's name.

So he said: "If I tell you my name is Fenglu, can't you run?"

Namiao frowned, did not speak, and of course he didn't mean to run.

Fun Lu was a little angry and cursed: "Your uncle, you don't even know my name!"

Namiao thought about the list of parents and children of the big demon given by Master before he came out of the mountain. There is absolutely no surname.

Feng Lu said angrily: "Then you **** knows she is a green locust tree, can't you run?"

The voice did not fall.

Nan Miao turned around unexpectedly.

He mobilized the qi in the spirit house, and he disappeared before Feng Lu's eyes very quickly.

Of course, it also disappeared in front of Qinghuai.

The corner of Qinghuai's mouth evokes an arc.

Fun Lu was even more angry, and he scolded: "Fuck, this **** thing!"