85_85898 Daxuan Mountain, is a towering giant mountain, stretching for thousands of miles, deep forests, old trees, fierce beasts and poisonous snakes, innumerable, endless roads. However, the fierce beasts and poisonous snakes in this mountain have never come down the mountain to wreak havoc in the mortal world, but only roared and wandered in the mountains and forests, roaring endlessly. At the same time, at the beginning of each month in this mountain, you can see the half-peak of the top of the mountain according to the appointment, there is a glow flickering, the clouds and mist are turning, there is a faint sound of the bell and the dusk drum, echoing in the sky, there seems to be an old view of the ancient temple, secluded in the mountain. The mortals under the mountain, depending on the strange scenery on the mountain, think that the immortals descend to the earth, is the abode of the gods, so they worship day and night, pray for the blessing of the immortals, and protect the health of the people.

But for tens of thousands of years, there are also mortals who are curious about the wonders of the mountain, regardless of the beasts and poisonous snakes on the mountain, to find out, but for tens of thousands of years, no one can really peek into the true face of this mountain, and all those who step into this mountain are unconsciously sent out of the mountain, all kinds of strange. Therefore, all the mortals in this mountain regard the mountain as the place where the gods live, and they are even more in awe.

At the beginning of this month, the strange scene on the mountain once again vented the world, attracting countless tourists to stop and watch, and chant poetry.

Hundreds of miles away from the Great Xuanshan Mountain, Wang Yu held a piece of jade slip and stared at it in a daze, knowing that the Xuanwen Sect was recruiting disciples this month, and mainly recruiting Mengwuguo Loose Cultivators, which was an opportunity for him to worship the sect.

He also thought about continuing to go north, but he felt that his cultivation was at the bottom, not to mention the danger on the road, and the worry about his life must be the biggest problem, so he had to rethink and make a wise choice.

In the battle with Leng Xingqi, although he didn't worry about his life, he also broke his muscles and bones, especially the last shot, which pierced his chest and almost fell on the spot, which really scared him into a cold sweat.

Now a few days have passed, Wang Yu is meditating in retreat, relying on blood stones and pills to cultivate, the injuries on his body have almost healed, and his cultivation has also reached the fifth layer of condensation, which can be described as a blessing and misfortune.

This month is the date for the Xuanwen Sect to recruit disciples, and Wang Yu decided to give it a try, striving to be able to worship the Xuanwen Sect.

After making up his mind, Wang Yu immediately set off, got up and ran towards Daxuan Mountain.

Da Xuan Mountain.

Where the Xuanwenmen sect is located, all the wonders and visions on the mountain are all born by the Xuanwenmen, and they are the strange scenes caused by the Xuanwenmen at the beginning of each month in order to collect the aura of heaven and earth and return to the mountain gate.

Xuanwenmen is a major sect of Mengwu country, in the four major sects of Mengwu country, ranking second, strong, and the disciples of the sect are extraordinary, in these decades, Xuanwenmen has appeared two disciples of water spirit root and Lei Linggen, water spirit root Nangong Qingyu, worship under the sect, become the only personal disciple of the sect master, Lei Linggen disciple Zhu Wumao, worship under the ancestor Lei Hua Daozun, become the only disciple of Lei Hua, close the Xuanwen Gate holy land all year round, peep into the mystery of becoming an immortal.

These two disciples with outstanding talents and rich spiritual roots are unique in the entire Mengwu Kingdom, and even the first major sect, the Yuqiao Sect, only has one disciple of Jin Linggen, and the other two major sects have not been found for hundreds of years, which can be described as rare.

In the eyes of the other three sects, it is nothing more than to increase the strength of the sect, which is not enough to feel strange, and looking at the scattered cultivation of the entire cultivation world, most of them are some down-and-out monks with dull qualifications and no future at all, and most of them have extraordinary qualifications, or loose cultivators who are rich in spiritual roots, and most of them have joined the sect, and the rest of them are not worth paying attention to at all.

On the Great Xuanshan Mountain of Xuanwenmen, an old man with white hair said to a middle-aged man beside him with disdain: "This time I recruited casual cultivators, but the old man felt that there was nothing to see, but this time it was held, which made the other three sects secretly laugh. ”

The middle-aged man beside him, seeing the old man's arrogant attitude, did not feel disgusted, and said with a smile: "Cheng Lao, what you said also has some truth, but I believe that there will be a few outstanding loose cultivators. ”

Cheng Lao snorted and said dissatisfiedly: "Those few casual cultivators can't enter the old man's eyes at all, and they can be regarded as surpassing." ”

The middle-aged man shook his head, feeling helpless, this Cheng Lao is one of the best Dan Dao masters in the Xuanwen Sect, or one of the best sword cultivators, with magical powers and unpredictable attainments, and has been received and taught by the ancestor Liufeng Daozun before, and has a very high rank in the sect, even in front of the sect master and the great elder, he can not have to pay homage, all the rules of the sect can be put aside, and he has a very high vision for some things, and everything that is not pleasing to the eye has to be severely reprimanded by him before he can stop.

The middle-aged man glanced at Cheng Lao, shook his head and walked away, he was afraid that if he stayed with Cheng Lao again, and said something inconsequential, he would be killed by the sect master and other elders again.

Cheng Lao pouted dissatisfiedly, took the wine jug in his hand, took a few sips, and then went to the bottom of the mountain to swing away, his body fluttering and shaking, his steps were vain, but he was full of lightness, as if he had supernatural powers.

Wang Yu entered the Great Xuan Mountain, and heard the roars of some fierce beasts around him, and his voice was violent, as if it was full of killing and blood, which made people's hearts and minds feel very shocked.

He hesitated for a while at the foot of Daxuan Mountain, thinking that someone would enter the sect, but he waited for about a stick of incense, but he didn't see anyone coming, so he couldn't help but wonder if the source of this matter of accepting disciples was false.

Based on his intuition as a monk, at the foot of Daxuan Mountain, he can know to some extent that there is indeed a cultivator sect on Daxuan Mountain, and judging from the perceived aura, the sect above it is much stronger than the original Reverse Dao Sect!

Just as he was hesitating and wandering, a man in a blue robe greeted him, holding a short fan and clenching his fists slightly: "This fellow Daoist, this time he is also here to worship the sect?" ”

Wang Yu looked at him expressionlessly, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a pair of Danfeng eyes, his face was slightly pale, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The man smiled, and said with a smile: "In Xia Gong Sun Heng, I don't know the name of Youzun?" ”

Wang Yu said lightly: "Wang Yu." ”

Gongsun Heng smiled, muttered Wang Yu's name in his mouth, looked at him carefully, and saw that Wang Yu in front of him looked very much like a scholar, but in his eyes, there was a faint indifference, as if he had seen through life and death.

He saw that Wang Yu didn't have the intention to continue talking, so he hugged his fists and walked towards the Great Xuan Mountain, and suddenly heard his voice coming back: "Xuanwen Sect will not send someone to pick it up, we will all go up by ourselves." ”

Although Wang Yu said that he did not have a good impression of Gongsun Heng, at least he did not have disgust, and he did not have malicious intentions.

Gongsun Heng looked behind him with his spare eyes, shook his head and played with the fan, and continued to walk.

Wang Yu smiled faintly in his heart, not that he didn't believe in Gongsun Heng, but that he didn't want to walk with anyone, he wanted to be alone and quiet, and slowly think about how he could worship the Xuanwen Gate.

At this time, a light mist blew in, completely obscuring his vision, and even his divine sense could not reach far, which inevitably made him nervous, staring at the blowing light mist with all his attention, for fear that something would happen.

The light mist blew, and it was just a wisp of cigarette time, and after a few breaths, it had all dispersed and disappeared into the dense forest.

Although it was only a few breaths, it made Wang Yu's face pale in shock.

Because what appeared in front of him was not the mountain road he walked just now, and even Gongsun Heng was gone! It's the lair of a monster.

The two black-haired blood wolves, staring at the uninvited guest in front of them, showed a murderous gaze and kept roaring.

The Ziyan Sword in Wang Yu's hand suddenly appeared in his hand, staring cautiously at the two blood wolves.

The scene is on the verge of breaking out, full of tension and murderous aura!

Such a scene is not only here in Wang Yu, but even on Gongsun Heng's side, the short fan in Gongsun Heng's hand has become more than three feet long at this moment, staring at a mysterious snake coiled in front of his eyes!

In the hall of the Xuanwenmen, a man in a red robe waved his hands forward, and a phantom of water waves appeared, showing hundreds of pictures on it, most of them were scattered cultivators, fighting with demon beasts, and some were still fighting.

The red-robed man glanced at it lightly, then took a sip of tea, and said lightly: "Today, the sect accepts disciples, and it is really helpless to adopt such a merit-based method. ”

The few elders sitting below all smiled faintly and focused their eyes on the water wave phantom, without any objections.

And in the Great Xuan Mountain, the unaware major loose cultivators have already cursed, but they can only bite the bullet and fight with those demon beasts, because no one wants to, so they die in the belly of these demon beasts in such an unknown way.

After two days of blood wolves, after roaring around Wang Yu for a while, they finally couldn't stop it, attacked Wang Yu back and forth, and ran from him frantically.

Wang Yu snorted coldly, these two blood wolves with three layers of condensation, he didn't have to worry, he could easily kill them, but he felt that it would attract other demon beasts, this was something that needed attention.

At the moment when the two blood wolves jumped over, Wang Yu held the Ziyan Sword in his hand, sharp edge, and hummed, when the blood wolf in front of him stretched out his claws to grab him, a sword slashed over, cut off the front paws of the blood wolf, and then lightly together, dodged the blood mouth of the blood wolf behind, and stabbed into it with a sword, penetrating the head of the blood wolf.

One dead and one wounded, the blood wolf that lost its front paws, instead of being frightened, was even more ferocious, seeing the blood sprinkled on the ground, the ferocity erupted, even if there was no front paws, it was also a backward leap and rushed out, biting Wang Yu's shoulder.

Wang Yu took a step back, and stabbed out with a backhand sword, piercing the abdomen of the blood wolf with a whistling sound, and blood gushed out instantly, flowing down the sword marks to his hand, and his hands were full of blood.

Killing these two blood wolves was effortless and easy, but it was just a cheap wolf blood, which made Wang Yu a little unnatural.

With the demon beast of cultivation, Wang Yu naturally would not let go of the demon pill produced in his body, and took the Ziyan Sword to break the heads of the two blood wolves, and took out the demon pill, Wang Yu got up and walked forward.

Although he was very puzzled why the Xuanwenmen did this, after thinking about it, it could only be related to the acceptance of disciples.

And if it's a conspiracy, it can't be explained, after all, with the strength of the Xuanwen Sect, there is no need to risk the world's condemnation to do this kind of brutal killing and scattered cultivation.

The purpose of this practice of the Xuanwen Sect is to test the strength of each scattered cultivator, and then select outstanding disciples from them.

Wang Yu figured this out, and resolutely clenched the Ziyan Sword in his hand, since it was a test, then the road ahead would inevitably not be easy, for him to join the Xuanwen Sect, he had to pass this pass first, that is, the pass of life and death.

Gongsun Heng killed Xuansnake, and he also felt that the matter was not simple, and after thinking about it, it could only be explained if Xuanwenmen deliberately did this. And the other monks, all those who had some brains, thought about it in vain, and the big stone in their hearts was also put down.

In the deep mountains and dense forests of Daxuan Mountain, Cheng Lao stared at a horse ape in front of him with a grin, pointed at the horse ape and smiled: "Look at your gray hair, it reminds me of my cannon." ”

There was anger in the ape's eyes, and the old man in front of him who was laughing at him had already made fun of him many times. And every time I like to hold my finger and laugh at it, it hates and angers, but there is nothing to be done.

It has a lot of strength. But in front of this old man, he couldn't use it, because no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't take the old man's way, this old man's footsteps and body were extremely weird, and he almost caught it, but it slipped out of his hand, and just now the old man slipped out of his hand, and at this moment he pointed at it and laughed wildly.

Cheng Lao laughed more and more, not caring about the ape's anger at all, and continued with a grin: "You don't know, my cannon is the dog that can wag its tail, you saw it last time, but I always feel that you are not as smart as it, you are much more stupid than it." ”

Cheng Lao smiled to himself, paused again, and said, "I don't know how you ate such a big chunk, the two muscles in your chest are like a small mountain, hahaha,"

"There is a saying that is called what, it seems to be called big-chested and brainless!"

"That's right, it's big-chested!"

Cheng Lao laughed again, bragging about what a glorious thing it was.

But the most aggrieved thing was the ape, which stared at the old man and almost vomited blood, especially when he heard the last sentence "Big chest and no brain!" ”

What is Big-Chested Brainless? It means to be seriously despised.! Although the ape couldn't fully understand this sentence, it could be seen from the old man's expression that he was despising it.

The anger hidden in his heart was simply unbearable, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and a bolt of lightning struck it on its head, and it immediately roared angrily.

The ape slapped his fists on the two big mountain bags on his chest, and roared at Cheng Lao.

This roar resounded throughout the Great Xuanshan Mountain, and in the meeting hall of the Xuanwen Gate, the red-robed man frowned and sighed helplessly, while the elders below asked worriedly: "Sect Master, there are still trials being held in the mountain, Cheng Lao won't cause any trouble if he does this, right?" ”

The red-robed man, who is the master of the Xuanwen Sect, is a cultivator, and he is unique in the sect, and there is only one who can match it, only Cheng Lao, he sighed and said: "That old man will go to provoke every once in a while, and he will definitely not cause any trouble." ”

The elders below were still sitting there with some concern, after all, the trial was going on below, and if this ape got angry and played a temper, the scattered cultivation in the mountain would probably suffer a catastrophe.

Cheng Lao, who was roared by the ape and sprayed his face, his angry face turned black, and he pointed at the ape and scolded: "Big chest and brainless, it's you." ”

The ape took a heavy breath, picked up his fists and smashed towards Cheng Lao, Cheng Lao's eyes were fast, he turned over and dodged the fight, the ape stepped up, chasing the old man all over the mountain, the mountain rocks blocking the road in front of him, the ape was furious, all of them were smashed into pieces, and the whole mountain began to be restless at this moment