It's not that easy to get down the mountain.

In the eyes of outsiders, this Shaoshan Mountain is simply a green wall that has run over the old high, not to mention climbing over, it is difficult to even walk a few steps on the mountain.

Because there is a lot of greenery on the mountain, almost all of the view is obscured, and even the ground is covered with large patches of moss and green moss, so let alone the road, it is still a question mark whether you can guarantee that you will be able to stand firm on the next foot.

Of course, this is an ordinary person from other places, here with Dong Fu following the little girl Wei Yun, the little girl Wei Yun seems to be following a special route, Dong Fu feels that he has stepped on the ground every step.

Sure enough, he relied on collecting medicine to eat, and it seems that he really has some ability, Dong Fu said secretly.

But even so, some of the vines in mid-air are annoying enough, the little girl is slender, and she will carry the big bamboo basket on her back with a few swings of the firewood knife, but Dong Fu's body is two circles larger than Wei Yun, so Dong Fu can often enjoy the feeling of the branches caressing his body and face, but he only scratches a few times with a golden needle wrapped in spiritual power when he is about to encounter some thorny things.

If it's just Dong Fu alone, you don't have to pursue anything like a steady foot, just jump off the slope, even if you fall, it's nothing, at most your clothes are more torn......

But now the conditions don't allow it, so I have to follow the little girl in front of me who is more than a head shorter, along the "road" that is completely crowded.

The little girl took out a firewood knife early and waved it, Dong Fu's eyes lit up as soon as he saw this firewood knife, but unfortunately Wei Yun was concentrating on chopping the vines in front of him, and he didn't know what Dong Fu was doing in the back.

The firewood knife is still an ordinary firewood knife, but Dong Fu thought of his grandfather, who often carried the firewood knife to open the way when he lived with him in the mountains.

Alas......

Wei Yun was extremely stable in carrying the knife, and the firewood knife was sharpened, and the little girl only swung and chopped, and all the branches were broken.

There was no road, but when the branches were cut off, a path miraculously appeared on the ground that was not very obvious.

When there are more people, there is a way.

But a few people keep walking, why don't they have a way to belong?

Dong Fu saw that Wei Yun was so neat, and secretly said that she really often went up the mountain, if she changed herself, although she had also trekked through mountains and rivers with her grandfather, but after all, it had been a long time, and she might not be so capable if she changed herself to open the way.

Of course, that was for the previous Dong Fu, and Dong Fu only subconsciously compared Wei Yun with his previous self.

Now, whether it is the cultivation of the foundation building realm, or the inexplicable power in the body, even if you don't use a knife, just a piece of bamboo, or an extremely thin gold needle that you are playing with in your hand, it will only be sharper than the little girl's firewood knife.

The little girl still looks puffed up, with a petite figure, and elegant clothes, although she is only the back, she is also extremely outstanding, which is rare in this small world.

You must know that Zhong Lingshenxiu's statement is still reasonable, and the aura not only makes the mountains and rivers beautiful, but also can imperceptibly affect the people who live in it.

Therefore, the appearance of women in the mortal world is not much worse than that of people in cultivation, but it is definitely inferior on the whole, and it is not excluded that a few women are born to sink into fish and geese, and even fairies will be jealous when they see them.

But after all, people in cultivation have been edified by spiritual power, and spiritual power comes from heaven and earth, so monks are naturally a little more spiritual than mortals, which is mainly reflected in temperament and temperament.

Therefore, the immortals in the eyes of mortals are dusty and cold.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are regarded as dogs, and monks do not regard mortals as dogs.

Dong Fu, the idiot, still hasn't changed his fine style, and he didn't look at the little girl at all.

If you want to talk about beautiful women, she has really seen a lot, although she is a few years older, Dong Fu has also begun to be interested in the opposite sex around her, but at most, she just takes a look, and she can't talk about any love between men and women.

But this doesn't mean that the peers around him haven't noticed Dong Fu.

Regardless of the matter of cultivation, Dong Fu has the blood of the Eastern Emperor flowing in his body, and his appearance is naturally not bad, and he usually looks personable in the white clothes of a little disciple, and many young people in the courtyard have also noticed him.

How can Dong Fu always go deep and simple, and he doesn't give others the opportunity to pursue at all.

But if someone really came to chase him, Dong Fu would probably be at a loss at that time, and then flatly refused after calming down.

Because, some idiot......

This also directly leads to the fact that in his eyes, the strangeness of this small world is far stronger than that of this tolerant little girl.

"I'll send you down the mountain later, let's say goodbye, this girl is blind and saves you!"

The little girl rolled her eyes fiercely, but still didn't look back.

Dong Fu smiled and snorted.

Feeling the thinner spiritual power, it is estimated that it should be almost at the foot of the mountain, and he laughs lightly, the encounter in this small world can be much better before, at least without that bad Ji Fa, Dong Fu thought about it, and it was time to start planning the future itinerary.

But now, the meeting in Pingshui is also fate, and he is a guest from another country, so why should he meet again in this life? So Dong Fu took a few more glances at Wei Yun's back.

I don't know why, he secretly hopes that Wei Yun will turn around and he can take a more look at Wei Yun.

Dong Fu couldn't say why he thought like that, but he knew very well that he was definitely not interested in her.

The little girl's pace slowed down, and after a moment she stopped, and the knife in her hand did not stop, when she raised her arms again.

The wood knife slashed lightly, and a ray of light was slashed.

It's not that it's so dark just now, but the lush vines cover the sky and the sun, perfectly blocking all the daylight, and it seems so intense at this time.

The little girl continued to make a few strokes, and then stepped out of this green sea, Dong Fu followed closely behind, calmly stepping over the passage opened up by the little girl on the ground.

"Look, there is a road ahead, go forward along this road, and in less than half an hour you will arrive at my house, and continue to walk along the road, and you will reach the county seat for more than a hundred miles. ”

The little girl said this big call in one go, and regardless of Dong Fu's answer, she went straight to the path.

Dong Fu was stunned for a moment, watched the little girl's back go away, covered his face with his hands, sighed, and followed the little girl again.

......

"Ahh

The little girl screamed a few times, and pointed at Dong Fu, who was following her not far away, with an extremely rich expression on her face.

Dong Fu smiled helplessly and spread his hands: "Didn't you say that this is the road to the county town?"

"You, you..."

Dong Fu: "......"

The two walked on this dilapidated official road like this, chatting with each other, and later became acquainted, Dong Fu told the little girl that her name was Ji Fa, and said that she was learning martial arts from her master and was traveling by herself.

The reason why I say this is because since we know each other, we should "be honest with each other", and I was seen by the little girl just when I jumped off the slope, and I can't say it if I don't have some skills.

The little girl didn't doubt it much, but she also looked at Dong Fu's current dress with disgust, anyway, Wei Yun felt that Dong Fu was more like a beggar.

Dong Fu also knew that the little girl Wei Yun only had an older brother in her family, but her father and mother disappeared when she was a child, and her family had been villagers collecting medicine here for generations.

Dong Fu was still thinking about what he should do next, the county town was a must, he remembered that there was a station of the Black Stone Sect in the small town in the previous small world, thinking that if the nearby Xiuzhen sect still couldn't solve the problem, then he could only go to the capital of the secular dynasty.

Thinking of this, Dong Fu frowned, although he felt that the spiritual power of this small world was still very thin, and he would come out of the Yuan Infant Realm, Dong Fu thought to himself that he could escape if he couldn't beat it, but the land of the capital has always been Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and the ghost knows what will be inside.

Hmm, an extremely subtle breath of blood wafted in.

In other words, if you build an ordinary foundation, even the Jindan monk may not be able to smell it, but Dong Fu still has this Eastern Emperor bloodline after all, and he is naturally sensitive to blood.

You must know that in the Middle Ages, the only one who could suppress the blood clan was Fuxi, and its bloodline had a certain overwhelming effect on the blood clan.

Dong Fu looked at Wei Yun's slender back, and just explained that the little girl was no longer angry, in fact, Dong Fu couldn't figure out what the little girl needed to be angry about, but it was said in the book that a woman's heart was needled, and he still shouldn't think about it.

The tip of his nose trembled slightly, feeling the faint wind in the air, and knew that the blood qi was coming from the direction in front, according to what the little girl just said, the front was the direction of the village, and it was also Dong Fu's destination county, and the blood qi floating from the county town was naturally impossible, so this blood qi could only be from Wei Yun's village.

Dong Fu figured out this the moment he smelled the blood, but he naturally wouldn't tell the little girl, and he wouldn't rush there as soon as possible, you must know that the distance that even the wind can blow the blood is not too far for Dong Fu's current foot strength.

But Dong Fu had no reason to do that.

A cultivator cultivates the Dao, absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth to forge itself, and it itself can no longer be regarded as an original mortal.

And even if an ordinary mortal sheds and regenerates his external dandruff every day and every night, and his internal blood alternates between the old and the new, after so many years, can you say that the person a few years ago is the person today?

Therefore, Dong Fu, who is now a cultivator, is very different from Dong Fu, a mortal who was by his grandfather's side before.

Dong Fu turned his head slightly, looked at half of the figure in front of him, the little girl who was three or four steps away was still jumping, and she twisted her body and jumped without taking a few steps, Dong Fu was a little confused.

He was familiar with the feeling, but it was also far away.

Cultivators are struggling to cultivate their minds and strength, especially some casual cultivation, and after most of the easily available cultivation resources are occupied by the Xiuzhen family sect, they are fighting for their lives with the heavens at every step.

There has been no shortage of such things in the cultivation realm since ancient times.

A group of casual cultivators fought over a pot of better pills, and the pills might not be looked down upon by the disciples of the sect family at all.

There are not a few things like this, especially when some secret realm relics are born, at this time, even the sect family can't cover the sky with one hand, and there will undoubtedly be a bloody storm here.

And everything in the mortal world is of little significance to cultivators who have a long lifespan, because the so-called trivial matters will cause interference to most people's cultivation, and some cultivators may not take a second look at the mortal world if they don't reach certain cultivation thresholds and have to enter the mortal world.

This is also one of the reasons why cultivators live in a good house and practice with the spiritual mountain.

Although Dong Fu was not like that, he was also affected by the overall atmosphere, knowing that this blood qi came from the village in front of him and was indifferent.

In fact, Dong Fu didn't feel no sense of this matter, but he had already witnessed the massacre in the Eastern Emperor Secret Realm, and he was still his own clan, so his feelings would only be deeper.

Especially when he saw those women, children, sick and weak people being ruthlessly slaughtered by the Chiyou clan, Dong Fu almost contained his hatred at that time, hated the Chiyou clan, hated the betrayed Yi clan, and hated his own powerlessness.

It's still too low.

The blood is even worse, Dong Fu no longer smells so much, and if he goes forward, even the little girl who is a mortal feels that something is wrong, Wei Yun twitched the tip of his nose, sniffed it carefully a few times, and seemed to be unsure, and looked at Dong Fu with a serious look in his eyes.

Dong Fu nodded, "This smell should come from the front."

The little girl was stunned for a moment, the luck she reported was completely shattered, in fact, she smelled it herself, and she had identified drugs since she was a child, which made her sense of smell a little better than ordinary people.

But after all, he is a mortal, after the penetration of spiritual power, coupled with the unique perception of blood and qi in the Eastern Emperor lineage, Dong Fu naturally heard it early, but Dong Fu will not show it.

It seemed that the taste was stronger, Wei Yun's eyes finally regained a little brightness, she threw down the big bamboo basket on her back, and still held the firewood knife that opened the way in her right hand, as if she had forgotten Dong Fu's existence, and rushed forward directly.

Dong Fu looked at the little girl's back, sighed, and took himself away as soon as he took a step, deliberately suppressing the sound of stepping, but he still ran to a short distance behind the little girl in a few steps.

Dong Fu has seen a lot of deaths, but it doesn't mean that he can really accept the death of others, especially this very cute little girl who died in vain.

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