On the other side, there are also ripples in the lake between the thin and tall Taoist and Hao Linran.

"Hao Daoyou, you must be careful of that Wu Daoyou, since the Xuanli cultivation has recovered, the uneasiness in the heart of the poor Dao has become more and more intense, that Wu Daoyou is only afraid that he must be the old Taoist figure who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. ”

Hao Linran nodded very perfunctorily.

Because in his eyes, the tall and thin Taoist Lei Zhenggang just wanted to separate himself from that Wu Chen, after all, two servants serving one master would not be a bloody situation, and you would live and die.

In such a situation, intrigue, he Hao Linran has seen less in the alliance? Just because he is the kind of son who does not disagree with the world, he can't do it.

Then Hao Linran, who felt that he was really perfunctory, told the slender and tall Taoist people with the sound of knowing the sea.

"Don't worry, when the time comes, when you return to Zhongzhou Mountain, I will only take you back to the Formation Alliance and become my Hao family's attendant, as for that Wu Daoyou, hmph, if it is an acquaintance, it is just that, if it is still as ignorant as before, he should also know why there are so many lonely gods and wild spirits on this Zhongzhou Mountain. ”

The eyes of the thin and tall Taoist people are full of flavors, regardless of words.

However, it was followed by a look of gratitude, which made Hao Linran feel that this was right, and it was the Taoist who thought he was.

As for the arrogance in front of the Baizhang archway before, who hasn't been dazzled, isn't it?

The 100-meter-wide stone bridge seems to be only wide.

It is not a long bridge, it is not likely that four people will walk to the bridge, and at the end of the bluestone wide bridge is the one that looks extremely far away, but in fact it is just a few thousand zhang of the peak of the sky.

There is a road to the mountaineering peak, a main mountaineering road more than ten meters wide, winding more than 100 meters long, and dozens of steps of mountaineering.

At the end, there are two miscellaneous forks in the road, and the winding mountain does not know where to go.

At the intersection, the tall and thin Taoist turned his head to look at Wu Chen, who was a little slower, and praised the two.

"Wu Daoyou, praise Daoyou, the great road chance, each by means, it starts from here, then I wish the two of you each something to gain. ”

Wu Chen nodded, and said with a smile on his face: "It's easy to say." ”

Immediately afterwards, he didn't ask Bao Yi and the two of them very politely if they chose a hiking trail first, even if they were pretending.

Practicing a piece is to fight for the first word, the first step to cultivate and the first step to break the mirror, this is to sail against the current, whoever does not fight, who will be one step slower, and one step slow, is slow every step.

The slender and tall Taoist and Hao Linran took the lead towards the bluestone fork of the right road and climbed to the peak.

Wu Chen paused to look at the peak on the right, although it was a place where the fog was so heavy that even his divine sense could not penetrate it, he could also feel the treasure light in it, full of mystical power, not a certain place, but the whole, the entire peak on the right.

Not to mention the slender and tall Taoist who is actually very high in cultivation and has a particularly solid foundation, even the children of the Array Alliance who pretend to be deep and are actually very interesting, they can all find the auspicious one or two in it.

Wu Chen remembered the slender and tall Taoist at the fork in the road and he and Bao Yi when they parted, and Hao Linran looked at him with a particularly interesting look.

Unconsciously becoming more and more conscious.

Thinking about it for the next time, it will be more interesting.

Wu Chen turned his head and found that Bao Yi was also staring over there for a long time, turned around and faced Bao Yi directly: "What, Bao Daoyou has some intention of remembering that Hao Daoyou?"

Bao Yi put away his heart was hungry, and turned his head to give Wu Chen a blank look.

Wu Chen glanced at the bluestone steps that the slender and tall Daoists walked on, and said meaningfully: "The thing is good, but it is also heavy, whether it can be carried or not depends on whether Lei Daoyou and Hao Daoyou's bodies are hard enough." ”

Bao Yi nodded approvingly, and she was also aware of some anomalies behind the invisible fog.

And it's a particularly strong calling.

Ordinary people in the secular dynasty know about it, and it makes no sense that these mountaineering monks don't know about it.

On the left step road, Wu Chen and Bao Yi slowly climbed the stone steps.

The two were speechless to each other, and Wu Chen didn't turn his head to ask Bao Yi: "Bao Dao Friend must be a disciple from the inner sect of the Great Sect, right?"

Bao Yi was stunned for a moment, what's the matter, without that disciple of the Array Alliance, he turned to the idea of starting his own head.

However, when I thought of the four low peaks of my family's miasma mountain, which were simply unsightly, and the stream that could not be called a stream at all, it seemed that it was completely different from the large mountains I had witnessed with my own eyes.

After thinking about it carefully, Bao Yi was thin-skinned in the end, and he couldn't say what his one-legged uncle taught, the peaks were thousands of feet high, the streams were hidden with dragons, and the monks of the upper three realms were strong, and they were everywhere.

After all, such words are too exaggerated and too false.

I hadn't seen what the peak of thousands of zhang looked like before, but now I saw the majestic peak of thousands of zhang in front of me, and I had a rough bottom in my heart, so I couldn't say anything.

Now, Bao Yi also roughly knows why the third-rate sect that is only a short distance away from the Miasma Mountain is why he didn't go a little farther away and come to his own Miasma Mountain to accept disciples.

It's really unsightly.

So she folded it slightly, only saying that her own mountains and mountains are only more than 100 zhang, and the cultivation of the predecessors of the sect is more vague, anyway, she praises herself for being a little misty.

Who expected that after Wu Daoyou next to him heard it, he praised it again and again, revealing a look of envy, and his expression was not like a posture.

Immediately after that, Bao Yi heard that Wu Daoyou continued to look a little low, his own sect has no mountains at all, if he really wants to twist a low mountain from it, which is not one or twenty zhang high, and the short one is not like that, just like that, only those elders of the sect, similar to the big man who can put a chair on the table on the round table of the Patriarch Hall, can choose one of the low mountains as the residence of Xiutian.

An unpopular martial cultivator like him, Wu Chen, had only been to the mountains at the back of the sect once.

And the location of the mountain is very far away, and it takes a small month to come to this Zhongzhou.

Bao Yi asked a lot, but there was another patriarch hall in the sect, and then he looked at the twisted color on Wu Daoyou's face beside him, and secretly blamed himself in the bottom of his heart for asking with this mouth, although his own mountain is low, it is more than one or twenty zhang, and although the ancestral hall is broken by the eaves and walls, it is not good or not.

So Bao Yi felt that he didn't have so many bad feelings, and his own Miasma Mountain became more and more pleasing to the eye the more he looked at it.

Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and compared with this Wu Daoyou next to him, his own scripture is still good to read.