"Occasionally, the Qingdi came out of Penglai, and the sword halberd was all over the nine walls. I don't know anyone at the moment, so I don't want to bury it. ”

Under the moonlight like water, Gu Yu rode the ink-stained dwelling beast and ran in the desolate wilderness, like a lone mountain ghost and spirit.

On the south bank of the Tongtian River is a fertile plain, and further south is the mountainous southern frontier, where many people live. It sounds like a long road, but in fact, according to the area of the Immortal Realm, it is only the distance between two cities in the province.

Gu Yu was unhurried, walked for two or three days, and finally saw a rolling black silhouette tonight.

In recent days, he has experimented with some refining methods in the present world, and there is almost no gain, and he always feels that it is very obscure, and it is difficult to blend with the divine soul, as if they are mutually exclusive.

I can't figure it out after thinking about it, and I can only blame it on the rules of this realm: the immortal realm is dominated by the existence of thoughts, so it can only be tempered by the way of storing ideas.

Here he needs a set of thoughts that specialize in refining the body, and it must be clearly layered to keep up with the footsteps of iQue and celestials.

This is difficult to do, it is equivalent to creating your own exercises.

Gu Yu didn't have any ideas for a while, so he really thought of it as a trip and looked around.

And at this moment, he ran towards the black outline, and walked forward a little further, and the lines of the mountains became clearer and clearer. The vegetation is very lush, but it is not verdant and vibrant, but full of mystery and depth.

"Rustle!"

The fleshy hooves of the dwelling beast make a slight noise as they step on the sedges, earth and stones, and the muscles flow up and down like water, but when they reach the back, they converge to ensure the balance of the rider.

Born in the northernmost bitter cold land, the breeding is scarce and relatively rare. Later, it was captured by the Taoists in the south, domesticated for several generations, and transformed into high-quality mounts that can adapt to various climates.

They have a lifespan of about eighty years, and this one is only twenty years old, which is very young. When you get older, your inky hair will gradually turn blonde until you die.

Gu Yu was looking around, and suddenly felt that he was stagnant, and when he looked again, he saw that the two craggy old trees on the left and right seemed to be melted candles, gathering together and slowly wriggling, and finally turned into two human bodies.

He has limbs and facial features, his skin is a bleak blue-gray color, and he seems to have not evolved completely, and the upper body of the male is covered with black scales, and his nose is hooked, and his eyes are like those of an eagle falcon.

The female is bald and wears a half-bony mask that covers the nose below.

This is a native of southern Xinjiang, and the man's attitude is extremely unfriendly, and he says in a jerky lingua franca: "Who are you?"

"I am a monk of Zhenyang Kingdom, I have traveled all over the world, can I go into the mountains to have a look?"

"You're not welcome here, get out!"

The temperament of the people is very irritable, and before the man's voice falls, the black scales on his upper body are already rapidly wriggling, crawling to his left hand and forming into a form, turning into a terrifying bow.

followed by his right hand, as if he had grabbed a few wisps of the night wind, and swished three arrows in a row.

Laugh at!

A sharp and piercing sound cut through the midnight, and the three black arrows had already taken shape halfway, and the yin qi rolled like a fierce ghost crying, covering all the other party's retreats.

A shot is a dead hand!

Not to be outdone, the woman's bony mask suddenly opened, and the corners of her mouth instantly pulled to the root of her ears, revealing her huge white teeth.

Gu Yu was startled, he thought it was a mask, but it turned out to be a mouth!

"Whew!"

A stream of black gas erupted from the woman's mouth, and countless shrunken ghost heads opened their teeth and claws inside, rushing towards the opposite side with a heavy smell of blood.

"Why are they all yin ghosts?"

Gu Yu raised his eyebrows, raised his left hand and grabbed it, and a big black thin hand jumped out of the void, caught three black arrows first, and then leaned forward.

"Boom!"

The palm of the big hand showed the face of a hideous boy, and when he opened his mouth, he was actually devouring the Yin Ghost, and half of it was missing in an instant.

"Humph!"

"Little supernatural powers?!"

Men and women reaped the benefits at the same time, and their faces became more and more unkind.

Gu Yu was also surprised, these two are not small, at least they are also masters of the out-of-body period.

This little supernatural ability of his, based on the spirit snatcher of the Water Walker Technique, was refined and upgraded, and it had just taken shape a few months ago. During this time, he caught a Soul Eater and sealed it in, which can capture all kinds of dead and living creatures, living and dead souls.

The three of them returned the trick, but no one took advantage. Gu Yu was instantly impressed by the combat power of Southern Xinjiang, and said with a smile: "Since you are not welcome, then I will leave, and I will leave!"

“……”

The man and the woman stared at him and left, and the woman said, "Agu, there is a big sacrifice in the clan soon, and we can't let these northerners ruin our celebration!"

"Don't worry, I will ask Wu Zu to send people, and I will never let one go!"

The man patted his chest, and their bodies began to melt again, this time turning into two stones.

"Oh, interesting!"

On the hill in the distance, Gu Yu watched from afar, "The cultivation methods of these people are very interesting, you must go in and take a look." ”

He looked down and saw a narrow stream, winding and slow, in the middle of the mountains. Immediately, he ordered the dwelling beast to stand by in place, set a prohibition, and followed the body for a shake and disappeared.

…………

Deep in the mountains.

In front of the thatched hut, a slender woman wrapped in burlap was holding a broken crockpot and fumbling with something. Her hair was long and dragged to the ground, obscuring her facial features.

Next to her, there was also a man in a black robe, who said in a deep voice: "Ancestor Wu, according to various intelligences, there has been an abnormal movement in the Zhenyang Dynasty, and it is very likely that he will go to southern Xinjiang!"

"After the Zhenyang Kingdom annexed the Eastern Yuan, the wolf was ambitious and insatiable, and you bore the brunt of it......"

If you strike first, you will definitely catch them off guard, and we will cooperate, and when the north and south attack are attacked, Zhenyang will definitely be defeated!"

He chattered and chattered for a long time, but the woman always ignored him, and finally replied slowly: "You first instigated Zhenyang to attack Dongyuan, and now you have instigated us to attack Zhenyang, hehe, Yanzhou is a generation of male masters, how can you compete to do some indiscriminate things?"

She suddenly raised her head, revealing a strange face that was half gorgeous and half dead, and said with a smile: "Zhenyang is indeed a wolf, but what kind of good things are you?"

"Wu Zu!"

The man was told to break his mind, and he didn't panic much, putting on a distressed expression, "Since Wu Zu doesn't believe us, let's be a villain in vain and say goodbye!"

As he spoke, he wiped his body and was about to flash.

"Wait!"

The woman put down the crockpot and hid her face in her hair again, "What kind of place do you think of southern Xinjiang, you can come when you want, and you can leave when you want?"

"You!"

The man's expression changed drastically, and his body was about to flee from this place in a flash.

The woman didn't even get up, she just stomped her feet, and the ground swelled, rumbling and cracking, and suddenly a huge dead tree burst out.

The tree was tall and lean, flowerless and leafless, and its trunk seemed to have been burned by fire, leaving behind a charred black stump, with dense branches, each of which drooped downward.

It's like a hanging corpse after a person hangs himself, lifeless.

The dead wood poked out of the ground as if it were alive, and without any fancy poked out a branch, straight into the void.

"Ahh

With a scream, the fugue monk was unable to fight back, and was picked up in the air, his body dangled, and then turned into a puff of black gas and was absorbed by the dead wood.

The woman stomped her foot again, the ground cracked, and the dead wood burrowed back as if nothing had happened.

"There used to be a sacred tree...... can impeach a hundred ghosts, and the ghosts will be killed with a stick...... According to legend in the world, this wood is feared by all ghosts, and it is used as a tool to compete for it, but it is disgusted with evil ghosts, so it is called harmless!"

(Ah, I suddenly had an inspiration just now, and I wanted to write a story about an actor who couldn't keep up with the times, and beat all kinds of traffic, and the name was called "Old Guy".)

But just talk about it, I'll be happy, I'm not the energy to open 2333)