[Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. Chapter 660: Obtaining the True Fire and Encountering Trickery (2)

Yun Muyang settled in the mountains, and his divine sense went to Sanshan Ding, and he saw Huang Siniang and Yun Fu picking peach blossoms on Zeyang Mountain, and planting spiritual grass. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He bowed his head slightly, Sanshan Ding was almost born with him, although he can also swallow a large number of spiritual machines, but they are all related to himself, and the creatures in it are also closely related to him, once he reaches the place of absolute spirits, he will be cut off and die.

The more profound his Taoism is, the more complete the Sanshan Ding will be. And to achieve a blessed land, there must be thousands of living beings and endless spiritual opportunities. There are already spiritual veins in Dingzhong, and there are divine birds to suppress them, and the spiritual thing can be ignored. Only this inner creature must have one of the three talents. However, his Taoism is not enough, and if human beings are here, they will definitely damage his Taoism, so he has not acted for a long time.

His eyes flashed, and under the movement of his heart, Huang Siniang suddenly came out of Sanshan Ding. She couldn't help but be a little flustered, and when she saw Yun Muyang, she was suddenly excited and happy, and shouted in surprise, "Dao Chief." ”

Yun Muyang nodded, "But you are comfortable?"

"How can there be anything uncomfortable in the fairyland?" Huang Siniang's face was a red cloud, and she unconsciously lowered her head and whispered.

"That's fine, come with me. "Yun Muyang's wide sleeves are fluttering lightly, and there seems to be a breeze and clouds with him. Huang Siniang didn't hesitate at all, just followed.

The two walked slowly along the mountain road, and three days later they went down the mountain and walked along the stone path. Huang Siniang was happy all the way, the two have been together for a long time, and she didn't have much restraint, picking flowers and grass in front of her along the way. When the two of them walked to a mountain col, they faintly heard the sound of noisy scolding.

Huang Siniang's eyes turned wonderfully, raised her head and asked Yun Muyang, "Dao Chief, is something happening in front, although I have seen some sporadic figures along the way, there has never been such a noise." "This mountain trail is rarely visited except by a few merchants.

"Just take a look. Yun Muyang smiled, and when the two turned around a few stone piles, they saw more than a dozen men in linen clothes sitting beside the stone road, both young and old. Most of these men are sweaty, and there is a hemp bag beside them, which shows some fur and long feathers, which shows that most of them are hunters in the mountains.

These people couldn't help but look at a Qingyi Taoist and a beautiful female doll when they arrived, and Yun Muyang also bowed slightly when he saw them looking at him. Those men were suddenly a little overwhelmed, and at that moment, there was a strong man with a beard in his forties who arched his hand and said, "The Taoist is polite." ”

Huang Siniang went up and asked, "The slave family is polite, dare to ask the uncle why he didn't go over and stay here?" She looked forward, and saw that there were seven or eight young men sitting around the corner, all sweating profusely, half-naked, and she couldn't help but feel a little shy.

When the strong man saw that she was born with fine skin and tender meat, he couldn't help but look at her twice, grinned, and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, "I don't know, after this Baihuling, it is the land of Lu country, and the country of Lu is prolific with salt wells, so we just brought mountain goods to exchange for some salt." Now I'm just waiting for the White Tiger King to wake up, and I'll be able to clear the customs with the sacrifices. ”

"White Tiger King?" Huang Siniang's eyes flashed, and she said, "Thank you Uncle for your advice, I don't know what sacrifice to offer?"

When the strong man heard this, he hesitated, seemed to be a little embarrassed, and then said embarrassedly, "Little lady, I think you still don't want to go to this White Tiger Ridge, go back, the front is not peaceful." ”

Huang Siniang chuckled and said, "Uncle is kind-hearted, but Dao Elder and I still have to pass through here." ”

Yun Muyang bowed his head and thanked him, and then took Huang Siniang along the mountain road. Before the strong man could say more, he was grabbed by a man in his fifties and saw him waving his hand and frowning, "You dare to talk nonsense, if you offend the White Tiger King, no one in our village will live." ”

The two walked for a while, and saw a tunnel that opened up two mountains, and there was a small temple on the top of the mountain. In front of the tunnel, a white tiger with a long head was sleeping on its own, and a long tail of an iron whip slapped and crackled, leaving a deep mark on the ground with each blow. There were a lot of white bones piled up next to it, and some of them could be clearly identified as human head and foot bones. Yun Muyang glanced at it, and walked straight over with Huang Siniang.

The white tiger was immediately awakened, and with a roar, it brought a gust of wind to pounce on it. Yun Muyang swept his eyes coldly and said, "Good evil animal, I see that you have killed a lot of pedestrians and passers-by on weekdays, and I can't spare you today." A ray of cold light jumped up from his sleeve, and then he slashed down, cutting the white tiger in half from head to tail.

The white tiger fell to the ground, snorted a few times, and blood flowed all over the ground. At this moment, an angry shout erupted from the small temple on the top of the mountain, "Whoever dares to kill my mount will pay for his life." I saw a loud crackling sound from Xiaoguan above, and I saw a person holding a red spear in his hand, and stabbing the spear at Yun Muyang when he jumped over in the air.

Yun Muyang drank in a deep voice, like a thunderbolt, the man fell from the air with a scream, and his bones shattered with a click, but his eyes widened.

"His majesty is not strict, causing the demon beasts under the seat to kill people indiscriminately. Yun Muyang stretched his sleeves, and the clouds followed. And when the person lying on the ground saw this haze and smoke, his pupils immediately dilated, and his neck was crooked. And just after Yun Muyang and the others left, a flying bird flew around and circled for a moment and flew towards another mountain.

After flying for hundreds of miles, the spirit bird fell towards a bamboo mountain. There is a courtyard on the top of this bamboo mountain, and flowers and trees are planted in it. And in the courtyard quiet room, there were two monks, a man and a woman, the man was in his thirties, and he put a spirit bird into his sleeve, and he saw him say with anger on his face, "Senior sister, that junior nephew in Baihuling has been killed by a thief. ”

The woman's eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "Is it the Taoist who took the Nanming Separation Fire from the Fire Sect before?"

The male cultivator clenched his fists, nodded slightly, and said through gritted teeth, "Maybe it's this person." ”

"Good thief. The female cultivator sneered a few times and said, "Where did the wild Dao people dare to beat my idea of purifying the volcano, and the senior brother immediately revealed that the real person in charge of the sect is the real person." ”

"Yes, it is important to get rid of this scourge before the two factions compete. The male cultivator sneered, that is, he went to the desk and wrote a talisman book, and then took a steel seal and stamped it, and when he was young, he raised his sleeves, and the rune book disappeared in an instant. He thought for a moment, and then said, "Senior sister, you go and inform the checkpoints along the way now, and you must keep an eye on the whereabouts of this thief." ”

"Little sister, let's go. The female cultivator was about to go out as soon as she gave up her hand, but she heard the male cultivator say again, "Senior sister, don't startle the snake, since this person can snatch Nanming from the fire sect and leave the fire, it can be seen that the Tao is not low, and you must be careful at home." ”

"Little sister can save it. The female cultivator's face turned red, and she lowered her head and flew out of the courtyard with a spiritual light.

Yun Muyang and his entourage didn't know that the net volcano had such a plan, so they still walked in the direction of the net volcano. He also flew away for a long time before, but because Huang Sanniang was a mortal fetus and understood his heart, he also intended to make him look at the red dust. After another three days, the two of them arrived at the cold silk stream, and after this stream, they traveled another thousand miles to the net volcano.

This cold silk stream precipice is 100 zhang high, the water depth is 1,000 feet, there are often apes on both sides of the river to climb back and forth, and there are long snakes and poisonous insects under the cliff. It is rumored that 600 years ago, this place was called the Cold Dragon Pond, and there was originally an evil Jiao who practiced and often devoured passers-by monks. Because of the profundity of this evil path, ordinary monks cannot defeat it.

Later, there was a person called the red silk fairy who passed through this place, beheaded this Jiao, and then practiced in the pure volcano, and established a sect that is the pure volcano sect.

He stood on the edge of the cliff and looked into the distance, and saw a high mountain with clouds flying, full of color, forming a pure lotus in the sky, and knowing that it was a pure volcano. Huang Siniang looked down the cliff, and a cold air rushed to knock her down. It's just that she glanced at it and was about to sit on the ground with cold sweat on her forehead, and it turned out that under the cliff thousands of snakes of various colors the size of bowls were lying in one place, with long tongues and grinding teeth, and even more like buckets, hideous and terrifying.

Yun Muyang waved his sleeves, his eyes were full of brilliance, and he said loudly, "I don't know which Taoist friends are here to teach the poor Dao, and the poor Dao is polite." ”

"Well, what a thief, are you going to my pure volcano?" Suddenly, a clear fire hung down in the sky, and a red-robed Taoist stepped out of it, holding a two-eared Ruifeng red jade glass vase in his hand. He pointed his hand and said coldly, "You're from the Fire Sect?"

Yun Muyang swept his eyes coldly, the lightning flashed, and he said calmly, "It's the poor way." ”

"Okay, then you're the one I'm going to kill. The red-robed Taoist got this affirmative reply, his expression changed suddenly, he threw the treasure bottle in his hand, and drank it, and thousands of wisps of fire jumped out of the treasure bottle and turned into a pure lotus is to kill the past, and there was a burst of explosions.

Yun Muyang's eyes flashed, and Huang Siniang was wrapped in a show of his robe, and then a sword rushed up and turned into eight streamers and dispersed. And at this moment, a snake in the cold silk stream behind him raised its head, and its two claws reached out to catch it. Yun Muyang swept his eyes around, and saw a red-clothed girl holding a red thread and a mole on her eyebrows standing on top of the snake.

However, he clearly sensed that there were definitely more than these two people around him, and he thought about it for a while, now that he had a secret injury, it was not suitable to fight for a long time, maybe he had to gather them together and kill them in one fell swoop. This is just a method, but if he has any powerful magic weapon that can turn the situation around for a while, this is not what he wants to see.

Although for some reason, the pure volcano wants to fight with him, but choosing to be here is another preparation after all. After thinking about it again, I still think that we must defeat them one by one, and this first thing may be to kill one person to deter you before they all show up.

The thought in my heart must be that in an instant, it turned into a stream and flew up, and then the thought of eight streamers was to kill in all directions.

The red-clothed Taoist snorted coldly and jumped dozens of feet away in the air, opened his mouth and spit out the treasure bottle, and then turned into dozens of fire dragons to kill them together, eight of which crashed into the flowing sword light. In an instant, the fire dragon knocked out the seven sword lights and fell, and at this time, when I looked at it again, the remaining one seemed to be dancing with fireflies, and I couldn't help but laugh loudly, "I thought you had any ability, but it was not Er'er." ”