Ye Cheng and Guan Pengju arrived at Longteng Restaurant, although the chef was about to get off work at this point.

However, when Ye Cheng came over, they didn't dare to slack off.

When the wine was almost drunk, Guan Pengju suddenly said: "Ye Shao, a month later is the wedding of me and Ximen without regrets, if you have time, come over and have a show." ”

"I'm fine, but if you invite me, does your old man agree?" Ye Cheng said with a smile.

"Isn't it the Gu family, others are jealous, I'm a fart. Guan Peng said.

"Okay, what is your big family's wedding like, I'll also open my eyes. Ye Cheng said with a smile.

"Haha, you'll know when you come. Guan Pengju said with a smile.

Immediately, he groaned for a while, and suddenly gossiped: "That, Ye Shao, can I ask, what do you have to do with my sister-in-law?"

"What does your sister-in-law have to do with me?" Ye Cheng said stunned.

"It's Simon who has no hatred, she has always only had martial arts in her eyes, but recently she has been very abnormal and asks for news about you everywhere. Guan Pengju smiled ambiguously.

"I picked up her Sangxing Martial Arts Gym. Ye Cheng said.

"Ah, I wanted to take revenge on you, no, I saw her expression when she asked about you, it didn't look like there was a grudge, but it was intentional, I understand that expression, it definitely has a good impression of you, and it's not an ordinary good feeling. Guan Pengju swore an oath.

"Stop, drink. Ye Cheng said speechlessly, if other women were interested in him, he would still believe it, but Ximen had no hatred, that woman's martial arts were about to enter another level, where would such a martial idiot care about the relationship between men and women.

The next day, after Yu Qingxi woke up, Ye Cheng explained to her some recuperation very seriously, and then left Jiangzhong and went to Wushan in Xichuan.

Wushan has been very famous since ancient times, and there was once a particularly famous poem that borrowed Wushan's love.

Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.

Wushan not only has clouds, but also primeval forests that have been shrouded in a sea of clouds for many years.

The outer forests have been developed for tourism, and there are many tourists every year.

However, every year, many travelers enter undeveloped virgin forests despite advice, and some go missing, and some die for various reasons.

Moreover, there are many legends about the primeval forest of Wushan.

Some say there are wild people inside, some say there are monsters and gods inside, and there are many more bizarre legends.

Ye Cheng took a scenic bus and entered the primeval forest that had been developed on the periphery.

On the bus, there is a scenic tour guide who is telling the strange legend of Wushan, and the tourists on the bus are listening to it with relish, but Ye Cheng is feeling the various breaths in the forest.

The air here is much better than in the city outside, but the aura is also very thin, perhaps deeper in the forest.

Sometimes, a certain natural terrain will make the local aura several times that of other places, then there is a high probability that there will be elixirs growing in this place.

In the same way, there is also the possibility of the formation of a yokai in the mouth of the guide.

But in the current situation, this is almost impossible, at most it is just some fierce beasts that have lived for a hundred years.

After getting off the bus, the tourists in this bus began to enter the jungle under the guidance of the guide.

The primeval forests developed on the periphery only look primitive, stocked with some herbivorous mammals that are not aggressive to humans.

Ye Cheng didn't have time to waste here, he disappeared alone, jumped over the high isolation net, and walked deep into the forest.

After walking more than ten miles, there is no trace of human activity at all, and I have really entered the primeval forest.

The forest is full of hugging trees, and the sunlight can't penetrate it, and when you walk in it, you only feel a burst of cold air coming.

Xiaoqing broke away from Ye Cheng's wrist and went into the forest to forage for food, and it was like a fish in water in this forest.

Megalodon wisteria generally grows on cliffs with the sun in the back, and it is still relatively difficult to find.

Ye Cheng searched for one mountain peak after another, but he couldn't find it, but he found a few other elixirs, which can be regarded as a harvest.

Five days later, Ye Cheng had already penetrated two or three hundred miles into it, and had reached the real central area.

At this time, Ye Cheng came to a cliff, and his spiritual sense swept down.

Nothing was noticed, but just as he was about to move forward, his ears suddenly moved, and his eyes flickered.

Immediately, Ye Cheng dodged and shrank behind a big tree.

Soon, two people appeared, a man and a woman.

The man was dressed in a Taoist robe, looking about thirty years old, but there was a heavy gloomy color between his eyebrows. The woman is dressed in a strong suit, also about thirty, with an average appearance, but her figure is very hot.

Both of them have aura fluctuations on their bodies, and they are obviously monks.

"Go!" in the woman's hand, a paper crane made of folded rune paper flew up and flew towards the bottom of the cliff.

It didn't take long for the crane to fly back and be retrieved by the woman.

"Mo Zhenren, there is no here. The woman frowned.

"No, it must be the Broken Soul Cliff in front of you. "That Taoist priest said.

Immediately, the two changed directions and disappeared into the forest.

Ye Cheng flashed out from behind the big tree, his heart moved, and he hung up far away and followed.

These two monks should be from a small world, and looking at the fluctuations of spiritual power, they turned out to be the realm of the third layer of qi training.

It wasn't long before the two monks came to another cliff.

However, their footsteps stopped abruptly, and their eyes were uncertain as they looked at a figure on the edge of the cliff.

It was a man with long hair and a cloth robe.

This man's eyes are like falcons, and his bearing is extraordinary.

"Wang Chengtian, it's you!, why are you here?" the Taoist priest said coldly.

"Hehe, Mo Bufan, Zeng Qi, of course I'm here with you two idiots. Wang Chengtian laughed mockingly.

"Then why are you ahead of us?" asked the nun named Zeng Qi.

"Although you are stupid, sooner or later you will still find this Broken Soul Cliff, and I, of course, am waiting for you. Wang Chengtian said coldly, his eyes shooting out of killing intent.

Mo Bufan laughed out loud and said, "Wang Chengtian, do you want to kill us and swallow it alone?" It's a joke, your realm is similar to the two of us, maybe you are better than us alone, but the two of us join forces, and you have only one way to die." ”

"Really?" As soon as Wang Chengtian raised his hand, a dark red long knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and looking at the bloody aura wrapped around it, he didn't know how much blood he had drunk.

Ye Cheng's pupils, who were hiding in the shadows, shrank, this Wang Chengtian was definitely a monk in the middle stage of Qi cultivation.

Mo Bufan took half a step back, a little apprehensive in his heart, why is this Wang Chengtian's breath so strong?

"Wang Chengtian, we have no enemies in the long future, and no grievances in the near future, since we have all found here, it is better to divide it equally. Mo Bufan said.

"Deuce? Haha, what qualifications do you have to divide with me and take me first. Wang Chengtian sneered, and the dark red long knife in his hand suddenly rolled up a burst of blood-colored light, sweeping towards Mo Bufan.

Not to be outdone, Mo Bufan roared, and a dusty brush in his hand stood up like a needle, flashing with a faint spiritual light and stabbing towards Wang Chengtian.

"Boom"

The spiritual power exploded, Mo Bufan screamed, retreated again and again, the dust in his hand was cut off in half, and a deep bloody wound appeared in his chest.

"You...... You've actually broken through to the fourth layer of Qi training!" Mo Bufan said in horror, although the fourth layer of Qi training and the third layer of Qi training were only one difference, they were completely different levels.

Among the sects of the small world, the fourth level of Qi cultivation can already become an elder-level master.

"We throw in the towel, we don't want anything. The nun named Zeng Qi said in horror.

The blood-colored long knife in Wang Chengtian's hand buzzed and vibrate, and said coldly: "You know that there is a cloud spirit snake fruit here, can you still go?"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Chengtian let out a low shout, and the blood-colored long knife in his hand cut out pieces of blood, turning into a surging sea of blood, enveloping Mo Bufan and Zeng Qi.

Mo Bufan and Zeng Qi drank together, desperately squeezing spiritual power, wanting to get out.

Ye Cheng in the shadows shook his head, if these two people work together, there is still a chance of life, but both of them are delusional to let the other party entangle the opponent so that they can get out, and they are doomed to only one end.

With two screams, the two monks were directly separated by a ball of blood-colored knife light, and the corpses were scattered everywhere.

Wang Chengtian seemed to have put away his knife, but suddenly, a bloody light slashed down towards the place where Ye Cheng was hiding.

"Boom"

The big tree where Ye Cheng was hiding was directly blown to pieces, and his figure flickered a few times, which was able to avoid this fatal blow.