The streamer is easy to throw people, red cherries, green plantains.

Covering the world, the earth, the Yuan Dynasty, Wudang Mountain.

The mountains are verdant, patches of green shade, Mu Tian lies under the grape trellis that was erected back then, and under him is a very popular reclining chair recently.

A girl in a fiery red dress, with picturesque eyebrows and a smile, sits on a small pony, pinching the grapes freshly picked from the shelf.

The girl looked seventeen or eighteen years old, it was the prime of her youth, three thousand green silk was gently pulled with a lilac silk, and her delicate face was full of joy, and she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with serving Mu Tian. It was Sang Ling'er in the Tang Valley back then.

At this time, Mu Tian had returned from the world of devouring the starry sky for half a month, resting every day, the beautiful woman holding the fan, and the red sleeves added fragrance, which was extremely comfortable.

Looking down at Sang Ling'er, who was just staying by his side, even if he was very happy and satisfied while serving him, Mu Tian was full of pity. "Ling'er, let's go down the mountain, go down the mountain and take a walk in this land of Shenzhou."

Hearing Mu Tian's figure, Sang Ling'er leaned her head on Mu Tian's body in enjoyment. The voice was pleasant, "As long as you're with Dad, it doesn't matter where you go." ”

When Mu Tian left the Heaven Covering World, in order not to cause unnecessary situations, his Golden Crow clone, which was no longer the main body, automatically hid his figure, leaving only a paragraph, indicating that he had something to go out for a while.

After all, the moment Mu Tian entered the gate of time and space, the body of the golden crow automatically became a clone, and it was difficult to do some things that the main body should do. The breeze and the moon, the cicadas chirp faintly, with this charming moonlight, Mu Tian and the others went down to Wudang Mountain.

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In the depths of Tibet, the Potala Palace, the back mountains are dense, white and flawless, and the snow peaks are towering. No one could have imagined that there was such a secret place in the forbidden land behind the Potala Palace, the holy land of Tibet.

There are dozens of snow-capped mountains, all of which are full of aura and elixirs. Among the thousands of elixirs, the most is the snow lotus, and the countless white snow lotuses are dotted among the snow peaks, like holy fairies.

But all these are just green leaves, all to set off the existence of safflowers, and the only safflower grows on the highest snow peak, and people today say that all the peaks in the world, the highest Mount Everest.

But those who have actually seen this peak will not think so, because this peak is nearly 10,000 meters high, and it is enough to stand side by side with Mount Everest in the outside world.

On the top of the snow peak, a flower is independent, and it competes for the style of ten thousand mountains, but it is not a red flower, but a genuine white snow lotus, this lotus is as big as a pot, the rhizome is crystal clear and exudes a heroic light, gorgeous and extraordinary.

The most amazing thing is that this flower actually moves around on the mountain peak, like a living person. At this moment, on the peak of the mountain closest to the secret realm outside the secret realm, two black shadows are sneaky, if you look closely, you will know that it is a magical dragon horse and a lion with five heads covered in gold.

It's no one else, the two of them begged Sang Ling'er to get the dragon horse and nine lions from the mountain after Mu Tian traveled through time and space and the golden crow clone hidden. At this time, they found the Potala Palace, and sneakily hid to the side, not knowing what kind of ghost idea they were planning.

When he went down to Kunlun, Mu Tian went down the Yangtze River, and this time he went up the Yangtze River when he went out of Wudang.

Between the white emperor and the clouds, thousands of miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day.

Today, Mu Tian retrograde the Yangtze River, took his family, traveled the mountains and rivers, and still passed thousands of miles in one day, to the border of Bashu.

Although this time it is a tour of the mountains and rivers, Mu Tian is not without purpose, this time the destination is the place where the red pine nuts were enlightened in the past, the fairy sword Tianchi.

It is said that the red pine nut passed down the Taoist system in the area of Emei Mountain in Sichuan, Shu, and the place where he practiced the sword and realized the Tao by himself, it was called the fairy sword Tianchi by later generations. So far, no one has been able to get in.

Mount Emei, the mountains are stacked, the mountains are majestic, there are boundless divine shows, thousands of weather.

As for the so-called Shu Mountain, it is the collective name of the mountain range near Emei. The ancient trees here are towering to the sky, the clouds are broken and the bridges are connected, there are quiet and deep valleys, thousands of waterfalls, and the sound of water is murmuring.

Now is not the next generation, there is no air pollution, there are few red dust and vulgar things, more ethereal fairyland, compared with Wudang, the scenery is beautiful and boundless, each has its own merits.

At the same time, Mount Emei is also one of the four famous mountains of Chinese Buddhism, and the dojo of the legendary Puxian Bodhisattva has been slightly Buddhist now. At this time, although the essence of heaven and earth has dried up, it is not as destroyed by human beings as in later generations, and there are cultivators in all famous mountains and rivers, and Mu Tian knows it with a sweep of his eyes.

Now, after several worlds of realization, Mu Tianyi's strength has reached the limit of a half-step saint. It's just that because the catastrophe hasn't been crossed yet, it's okay to say that it's about to be cut off. But one thing will not change, that is, Mu Tian's strength is truly comparable to that of a half-saint, and it is enough to sweep the four directions when the earth saint does not exist now.

Although there are still hundreds of years left for future generations, the strongest of the major cultivation sects is only the king of the Dao Slayer. And most of them are still self-sealed, surviving for a long time.

Mu Tianmai walked on the Emei Peaks, and Sang Ling'er, the daughter she recognized at the beginning, held Mu Tian's arm and happily followed her.

They walked all the way, turned left and right on the edge of Mount Emei, and finally entered an ancient magic circle, and came to a vast no-man's land.

Even if Mu Tian was used to seeing all kinds of scenery, he was amazed. I saw the peaks in front of me, straight up and down, each of them was like a long sword, standing proudly in the sky, and each mountain had a sharp spirit.

Mu Tian couldn't help but sigh, "I don't know if it was the red pine nuts that created this mountain and river, or whether this mountain and river naturally attracted red pine nuts." ”

This is the real Shu Mountain, all the peaks are like sharp swords, as if to pierce the sky, there is an earth-shattering momentum. Mu Tian knew that Chi Songzi left the Taoist system here, creating a vein of Shushan, and now it was the high-profile time of Shushan, Mu Tian did not want to entangle with it, so he hid his body and went directly to his destination.

This is a mountain peak that goes straight into the sky, as if a heavenly sword is inserted in the earth, just the first time he sees it, Mu Tian can be sure that once this mountain full of sword qi is pulled up and refined, it will definitely far surpass ordinary holy soldiers, after all, it is the cultivation of a quasi-emperor-level peerless sword.

Just the fierce killing intent on this mountain peak can slash people's hearts, muscles and bones, and the monks below the Dragon Secret Realm will definitely die as long as they get close.

Over the years, Sang Ling'er's cultivation has become comparable to that of a strong person who has just entered the secret realm of Sendai, and with the fact that she is by Mu Tian's side, her fierce sword qi is just like a breeze.

At this time, I don't know if the so-called old valley master of the Demon God Valley has entered here, but whether he has entered it or not, Mu Tian walked forward directly.

Approaching the mountain peak, for a while, the sword qi contended, sonorous, resounding between heaven and earth; There is no grass on the mountain, smooth as a sword body, and the murderous aura is turned into a tangible thing, which can kill the soul.

Fortunately, Mu Tian is not what he used to be, and while walking, even if he takes Sang Ling'er, he is still strolling leisurely, as if he is playing. After all, this level of sword qi could not pose a threat to him, the strongest person under the saint.

There is a sword lake in front of it, clear and transparent, emitting thousands of wisps of sword light, like a peerless fairy sword! The land of washing the sword, the land of the sword, this is the fairy sword Tianchi!