The Tonggu Mountains, a product of the age of the gods.

It is a mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles, stretching through Huabang, with dense shrubs and strange beasts, and like humans, some of them have special abilities. However, so far, humans have only operated on the outskirts of the Tunggu Mountains, and little is known about their interior.

The Tonggu Mountains are a treacherous and evil land, but they are also a treasure land full of creation.

The fur, liver and gallbladder of rare and exotic beasts are valuable, their muscles and bones can be used in medicine, high-level alien beasts can even assist in cultivation, and the flesh and blood of the same alien beasts even have an excellent effect on advanced abilities, so many people take risks and choose to hunt some beasts in exchange for Huabang coins.

Of course, this is also a place used by the academies in the major regions to assess students, but Huabang has a ban on only being able to move within a range of five hundred miles, and it is forbidden to go deeper.

Wu Di noticed that there were many marked points in the rolling mountains in the picture, as dense as stars, white, yellow, green, dark green, blue, dark blue, red...... Finally, there is black and question mark.

This is a description of the difficulty and danger factor.

"That's it. ”

Looking at a green mountain, Wu Di nodded secretly.

Closing the geographical chronicle, Wu Di saw a tattered and old bookshelf in the corner of the library, although it was cleaned very clean, it could still be seen that those books were very old, which made his eyes shine.

Getting up and walking to the bookshelf, Wu Di carefully looked through the books he could use.

Thousands of books from the previous era were neatly arranged on the shelves, seeing this, Wu Di pouted, no wonder no one came to see it, all the books and words here are from their own era, and they are very different from modern characters.

However, most of the books here are literary works, he has read them several times in his previous life, and he can almost memorize them backwards, and after flipping through the shelves, there are no books on martial arts.

Constantly flipping through the books, Wu Di lost track of time. I don't know how long it took, when Wu Di stretched his waist, he found a figure around him out of the corner of his eye.

Wu Di's heart was beating wildly, and he was shocked.

He had no idea when this man had come to him.

Squinting his eyes and looking up and down, Wu Di found that this person turned out to be the old man who guarded the door, the crazy old man. It is said that this old man chattered all day long, and had a strange temper, and was extremely difficult to get along with.

The old man's name is "Uncle Yuan", as for the surname Yuan or the name of Yuan Wudi is not clear, Uncle Yuan is very old, he looks to be more than eighty years old, his skin is like rough bark, and his silver hair is disorganized.

Yuan Bo was silent for a moment, and then opened his slightly chapped mouth: "Young man, can you read this text?"

Wu Di frowned, with his cultivation and vigilance at this time, he could walk in front of him silently, this old man was not simple. Then he took a step back, nodded, and said with a calm face: "I learned a little bit when I was a child. ”

"Oh...... The content you want to see is on the seventh shelf. ”

The old man stretched out his hand and pointed tremblingly to the middle of the bookshelf.

Wu Di was full of doubts, and silently stepped on the steps to climb to the seventh floor of the bookshelf.

But at this moment, Wu Di heard a sentence that made him furious.

"I didn't expect that there were still people in this world who would be interested in Gu Wu Xiuzhen. ”

Yuan Bo's voice was hoarse and low, and he was muttering to himself, but this sentence was like a thunderous drum in Wu Di's ears, and he was extremely shocked.

Could it be that this old man is also a cultivator?!

Wu Di turned his head and collided with Yuan Bo's indifferent gaze.

"I watched your battle video yesterday, if I guessed correctly, the defensive posture you used to defeat Qin Ming is the 'Linsong Wangyue' in the ancient martial arts, and it is the ancient martial arts move in the last era. ”

A strong energy fluctuation spread from Yuan Bo's body, and then dispersed like a tide.

However, in less than a second, Wu Di was like falling into the abyss, his body was unable to move, and he almost fell down the steps, his pupils suddenly shrank, "Divine Breath Realm!"

Wu Di has done a survey, and in the era of the gods, ancient martial arts have almost disappeared. There are very few cultivators, and they are only basic qi cultivation and exhalation.

In fact, the method of cultivation, Wu Di's era was already the end of the end of the Dharma era, he was the last generation of cultivators, he never expected that after a thousand years, he would encounter a living cultivator, and it was beyond the Divine Breath Realm of moving blood!

The two looked at each other and were silent for a while.

"I am dying, I have run out of oil, I have no mantle in my life, I will take you as an apprentice, how about it?" After a while, Uncle Yuan sighed and said quietly, Wu Di did not notice that an inexplicable light flashed in Uncle Yuan's eyes.

"Thank you Uncle Yuan for your love, I'm just interested, Gu Wu is too obscure and difficult to understand, and it is too troublesome to cultivate. ”

Wu Di walked down the steps and waved at Yuan Boxing, just because this old man was really attached to Gu Wuxiu, he deserved to worship like this.

But when it comes to apprenticeship, this Uncle Yuan is really not qualified.

Although he is a Divine Breath Realm, there is a difference between heaven and earth between him and Wu Di's Divine Breath Realm in his previous life, and no matter that Wu Di has all the exercises of the entire Kunlun Ancient School in his mind, just Yuan Bo's Divine Breath realm, Wu Di in the past can easily pinch him to death.

After the rest of the gods, each weight is like a moat every other day.

"It's a pity. Yuan Bo sighed slightly, and did not continue to ask Wu Di why he rejected him, "Yes, everyone has their own way, everyone has their own aspirations, the fate of the Tao is from the sky, and the old man knows." ”

"No, everyone has their own way, although the road in front of them is straight, but in the end it is found that it is an endless lost city. ”

Wu Di shrugged his shoulders and said something that was elusive, and walked towards the outside of the library.

"If you can understand the reason in the words, it is your creation......"

Wu Di exhaled deeply, he had the heart to please, but he didn't dare to say it too thoroughly, for fear of affecting Uncle Yuan's Dao heart, Uncle Yuan's realm was about the peak of the first level of divine breath, if he was lucky enough to step into the second layer, maybe he would be able to increase his life for a few years.

Yuan Bo didn't care at first when he heard this, but when he silently repeated this sentence again in his heart, his eyes changed slightly, and he fell into deep thought.

Looking at Wu Di's back as he turned to leave, Yuan Bo's eyes were full of confusion, and he muttered to himself: "The road leads straight...... Lost City ......"

......

After returning to his residence and simply packing his bags, Wu Di was about to leave for the Tonggu Mountains, he was a little restless on the way.

The reappearance of ancient martial arts, is this a blessing or a curse, and what does it mean?

I thought that the ancient martial arts cultivation in this world had long since disappeared, but I didn't expect to meet a cultivator today, and the cultivation had also reached the realm of divine breath, which made him feel a trace of threat and pressure in his heart.

It seems that his view of the world is too one-sided, and what he understands is only the tip of the iceberg, so he has a sense of urgency, and it is imminent for him to go to the Tonggu Mountains to experience.

And he also needs to go out this month to avoid the limelight.

If he walks into the mountains, it will be like a fish swimming into the sea and it is difficult to find him, and whoever wants to find him is like looking for a needle in a haystack, because he has a hunch that it will not be long before the killer who failed last time will reappear.

Well?

Wu Di was about to go to the market on the west side of the dormitory, when he suddenly felt a tense heart, as if there was a poisonous snake in the grass somewhere spitting out a letter and staring at him.

With a slight movement of his ears, Wu Di raised the corners of his mouth, turned his body, and walked towards the crowd at the west gate of the dormitory area.