Bu Qingyun once saw in some strange stories, in fact, not only humans can cultivate, but also beasts can cultivate, they can cultivate spiritual intelligence, and when they have spiritual wisdom, there will also be Neidan, which is called a spiritual beast at this time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The girl pulled out the iron sword and came to Bu Qingyun, in fact, she had already discovered Bu Qingyun's traces, thinking that Bu Qingyun was here to snatch the inner dan with her, so she walked up and said, "Although you saved me, I can't give you this inner dan." ”

Although Bu Qingyun was not very old, he also understood the gratitude and a trace of vigilance in the girl's words, and glanced at the fiery red Neidan held in the girl's hand, as if this was as precious as her life, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I'm not for Neidan, I'm also passing through here." ”

A smile appeared on the girl's face, but the vigilance in her heart did not let go, how could she believe such words when passing by?

But Bu Qingyun has never had such close contact with girls, especially at night, so he took a look at it by the moonlight.

Although the girl was the same age as him, she was dressed like an adult woman, not like the girls of the same age that Bu Qingyun saw, all of them were wearing ponytails and the like, as for the appearance, it was not beautiful, but she had a unique temperament, and her gorgeous clothes were extraordinary.

It's just that it seems to have experienced a lot of things, giving Bu Qingyun a deep feeling, so that he didn't dare to look directly, just glanced at it a few times, and then turned his gaze away.

The girl also saw Bu Qingyun's gaze on him for a while, and she didn't feel that her face was a little hot, but the moonlit night was unknown, and Bu Qingyun didn't see it.

"My name is Xiao Shiling, what about you?" The girl broke the somewhat awkward atmosphere.

"Cough" Bu Qingyun seemed to be choked, coughed a few times, and then said: "My name is Bu Qingyun." ”

"Originally, I thought you were hidden," Xiao Shiling said, the tension of these days instantly melted, "Where are you going?" ”

Xiao Shiling saw that Bu Qingyun was a little puzzled, thinking that he didn't know where he came from, but when she connected to the dagger before, she obviously felt the fluctuation, so she thought that Bu Qingyun didn't want to say more.

So he picked up the iron sword in his hand, sent it to Bu Qingyun, and said: "There are many beasts in the deep mountains, and there are many dangers, this sword is for you to defend yourself!" ”

Bu Qingyun was not polite, in order to save her, his dagger no longer knew where to fly, this iron sword was regarded as a reward, and said: "Thank you!" ”

Xiao Shiling chuckled again, in her eyes, the childishness on Bu Qingyun's body had not completely receded.

Afterwards, Xiao Shiling felt the temperature from the giant python Neidan in her hand, and said goodbye to Bu Qingyun with expectations.

And Bu Qingyun watched Xiao Shiling leave, and began to focus on the iron sword in his hand, the reason why he took a fancy to the iron sword at a glance before was because this iron sword was pitch black, and most of the other weapons were silver-white, but the words of the evil king Sun at that time made him attach great importance to the iron sword.

At the moment, he "studied" for a long time, but he still didn't find any difference from ordinary ironware, and he didn't bother to ask, after all, the top priority was to go to the Immortal Sect.

So naturally, this iron sword became a tool for Bu Qingyun to sweep the way forward in the deep mountains and old forests.

In the rustle, the night seemed so long!

After Bu Qingyun made a little news, it was already dawn, so he hurriedly traveled lightly and rushed in the direction of the Immortal Sect.

Soon the morning sun rose again, Bu Qingyun never felt that the morning sun was so comfortable, at the end of the sun, Bu Qingyun saw a big mountain, towering into the clouds, submerged in the clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

Bu Qingyun's spirit perked up, he knew that it must be where the Immortal Sect was, and it was written like this in the book.

It seemed to be in front of him, but it was quite far away to walk, Bu Qingyun walked for an hour, but found that Xianshan was still far away, but he was not discouraged, and insisted for another hour.

Finally... He came to the bottom of the fairy mountain!

Looking up at the immortal residence that he had been looking forward to for many years at such a close distance, Bu Qingyun was also in a mood, his breath was short, and an inexplicable heat was released, as if his blood was boiling.

"Whew"

Bu Qingyun walked towards the mountain, although it was late autumn at this time, but when the sun was at the top, climbing such a high mountain was still extremely difficult, and soon, Bu Qingyun was panting, sweating profusely, and even his clothes began to be soaked with sweat, and a smell of sweat permeated.

"By the time I become an immortal, going up and down this mountain should be a breeze!"

With this in mind, his weak body was suddenly filled with strength, and he began to climb towards the mountain again.

After climbing for about half an hour, Bu Qingyun suddenly heard a voice coming from above.

"Senior brother, today's harvest is not small, you can share a little with me!"

"When we're done with this time, let's talk about this in our spare time!"

"I, huh, why did someone come up again?"

Hearing this, Bu Qingyun also saw two men in their twenties poking their heads out of a platform halfway up the mountainside, just in line with his gaze.

"Sure enough, it looks like I'm going to make another windfall today!" One of the slender men muttered, a sinister smile on his face.

Bu Qingyun shuddered for a moment, but when he saw someone haunting, he instantly thought it was an immortal, so he desperately climbed up and came to the platform.

As soon as he climbed up, Bu Qingyun was already sore and soft, but he still gritted his teeth and stood up, not only swept around, but saw a three-foot-high stone tablet not far away, which read: Lonely Yuan Gate!

Next to the stele was a winding staircase to the top of the mountain, and there were many layers of the stairs, but there was no end in sight to the clear clouds anyway.

But there is a strange thing, the first nine floors of the staircase are particularly wide, and each floor is like a platform, three feet wide.

Three feet is not big, but for the steps, it is not small, and from the tenth floor, it is only one foot wide, which makes these nine steps extremely abrupt.

It's as if you were moved here by life!

"I've seen two big brothers!" Bu Qingyun quickly came back to his senses and bowed to the two people with bad intentions.

Among them, the man who thought he was a little fat had a burst of contempt on his face: "Who is your eldest brother, less set almost." As he spoke, he stretched out a hand to Bu Qingyun, his palm was up, and his fingers were still flicking.

Bu Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that these two were asking them for bribes, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: The apprentice of the immortal would also do this kind of thing?

But he can be said to be destitute, in the past two days, he has also relied on the fruits of the deep mountains and old forests to fill his stomach, and the only dagger that he can get his hands on is lost because he saved Xiao Shiling.

Bu Qingyun's face was a little embarrassed, so he had to take out the pitch-black iron sword he was carrying behind his back, and handed it to the two of them with a wry smile.

When the two of them saw it, they were immediately furious, especially the obese man, who rubbed his left hand on the wrist of his right hand a few times, as if he wanted to loosen Bu Qingyun's bones.

Bu Qingyun's eyes showed vigilance, and when the fat man walked in front of him, he jumped to the side, which really surprised the two of them.

Because of Bu Qingyun's jump, he deviated from his original position... More than one zhang!

Ordinary people would never be able to do this, but the two of them still showed disdain: "It turned out to be a person who cultivated Xuan, no wonder he dared to play Lao Tzu like this, but unfortunately, even if he cultivated to the top, he was inferior to the beginners of our cultivation." ”

As he spoke, his hands were sealed, and the speed under his feet soared, and one palm slapped at Bu Qingyun's chest.

Bu Qingyun only felt a gust of wind sliding across his face, giving rise to a tingling sensation, and just as he was about to dodge this palm, suddenly from another direction, a strong shout came.

"Stop!"

The fat man was also about to touch Bu Qingyun's body, stopped, looked in the direction where the voice came from, and when he saw the person, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and the palm that had stopped still fell heavily on Bu Qingyun's chest.

Not only Bu Qingyun, but even the person who came didn't expect it, so he could only watch Bu Qingyun's body being knocked away and thrown to the ground.