Just said a few words, as the victim wanted a passable explanation, in a blink of an eye, even his own snow peak, the magic medicine was lost, this mount only took two bites, this master took the whole magic medicine as soon as he came, and there was a mountain.

Sure enough, it's a raccoon dog, what kind of owner and what kind of mount.

Seeing that there was nothing in front of them, an emptiness, all the monks wanted to cry without tears, they couldn't fight, they couldn't catch up, but now they knew where the enemy came from, so they all looked at the current leader of the living Buddha, and waited for him to come up with an idea to solve it.

On the other side, the space changes, thousands of miles are smooth, Mu Tian withdrew the crystal jade palm from infinity, and by the way, there was a mountain peak plus the comatose dragon horse and the golden lion.

Send the mountain peak into an open area in the small world before placing Ryoma and the Golden Lion on the ground.

Looking at Mu Tian's series of movements, as well as the unconscious Ryoma and the golden lion in front of him, Ling'er said with some worry, "Father, what the hell is going on?" Ryoma: What happened to them? ”

Smiling and glancing back at Ling'er, Mu Tiancai said, "It's not in the way, they're just tired and fainting, and they will wake up soon." ”

Saying that, Mu Tian told Sang Ling'er about what these two divine beasts had done and what they had done. While feeling funny, Sang Ling'er finally stopped worrying so much.

As he spoke, Mu Tian popped out a few drops of crystal clear water on the bodies of Ryoma and the Golden Lion, which was the three-light spiritual water with excellent healing effect.

The sun, moon and stars are flashing, although the effect is far inferior to the three-light divine water, but it is definitely overkill for the current situation. So soon Ryoma and the golden lion woke up together, and when they saw Mu Tian and Sang Ling'er next to him, they suddenly remembered what happened before, and they were very embarrassed while being excited, and they were a little worried.

Fortunately, Mu Tian didn't plan to deal with them, just glanced at them, and then took Sang Ling'er to the sky and returned in the direction of Wudang Mountain.

Seeing this, Ryoma and the golden lion looked at each other, first rejoicing, and then remembering this unlucky trip down the mountain, they rose into the air depressedly and followed behind Mu Tian.

The clouds were fluttering, the wind was howling, and Mu Tian took Ling'er down from the sky and returned to Wudang Mountain.

"Huh?" After landing on the mountain, Mu Tian let out a startled roar.

"What's wrong? Father. Beside Mu Tian, Sang Ling'er tilted her head and asked suspiciously.

"Ling'er, you're too lazy!" Mu Tian couldn't cry or laugh, there was such a big place on this mountain, and he could know it with Ling'er's ability and divine sense, but he didn't bother to ask himself.

"Isn't there still a father?" The lovely Ling'er stuck out her tongue mischievously.

Seeing this, Mu Tian was also helpless, so he could only let her go. Then he opened his mouth and said, "While we were leaving, a guest came to the mountain." So saying, he went to the dwelling he had built before.

"Oh!" Ling'er nodded, and stopped asking. In fact, she didn't care about these things, she only cared about things related to Mu Tian.

Several wooden houses appeared in front of him, which were built by Mu Tian at the beginning, and the grapevine was still in front of the wooden house, and the emerald and crystal grapes hung on it. The branches and leaves are lush, the growth is gratifying, and there are faint streamer changes, but they are contaminated by the breath of Mu Tian and Ling'er when they cultivate, and they already have spirituality, and they are not vulgar.

However, Mu Tian didn't look at these, but a place dozens of meters away from his wooden house, where there was a thatched hut under the big tree, and he could clearly sense that one of them was cultivating, although his cultivation was low, it made Mu Tian very interested.

You must know that after Mu Tian settled here, in order to avoid being disturbed by the medicine collectors in the mountains, he used some small means when building a wooden house, so that the foot of this mountain peak was foggy all the year round, and after entering, he would lose his way and leave from another place.

It was the first time in these years that Mu Tian had seen outsiders here, and he could still break through the confusion of the fog under the mountain, which showed that he was also an ordinary person.

At this time, the small door of the thatched hut creaked open, and it turned out that Mu Tian had returned here and did not hide his and Ling'er's breath or even movement, so he was sensed by the people in the hut.

Mu Tian watched with interest as a middle-aged Taoist priest about thirty or forty years old stepped out of the thatched house, and after a careful look, he found that this middle-aged Taoist priest had cultivated to the realm of the Wheel Sea, and was now in the late stage of the Divine Bridge, and was about to arrive on the other side.

Zhang Junbao (I'm not sure what it's called now, just call it by Zhang Junbao.) He had been meditating and cultivating, but since he came to Wudang Mountain two months ago to prepare for the mountain's cultivation, he learned about this mountain peak that had been shrouded in thick fog for many years during a conversation with the villagers.

Zhang Junbao has been cultivating the method since he was a teenager in an ancient book, and he has practiced diligently until he was twenty-one years old and successfully opened up the sea of suffering, and then traveled all over the world, cultivating the Tao and refining qi, and has been thirty years old, and has had a few small adventures, but it is a pity that there is no door and no faction, and he cultivates alone, even if he is extremely talented, he has only reached the realm of Shenqiao at the age of fifty now.

Therefore, I also understand the importance of chance as a casual practitioner.

Oh! No, it should be that for all cultivators, chance is very important, but the degree of importance is different!

So he didn't hesitate to come here.

After arriving at the foot of the mountain, he looked at the mountain peaks shrouded in dense fog, and deliberately used the remnants of the deduction technique left by the legendary Chen Chuan Ancestor that he accidentally obtained in Huashan before.

It is not to deduce the origin of the situation of this mountain, all mysterious things are unknown, Zhang Junbao will not easily deduce, after all, acting carefully is a prerequisite for living a long time.

And only by living for a long time can we cultivate and seek the Tao and explore the truth of all things.

Therefore, he uses this incomplete deduction technique to deduce his own actions and good fortunes, although eight times out of ten are inaccurate, and often deduce half-cut hexagrams, but it is much better than wandering around.

Also this time he was lucky, he successfully deduced half of the hexagram, that is, the first half of the section not only did not have danger but some small opportunities, as for the second half, the conditions are limited, I don't know.

But even so, Zhang Junbao was already very satisfied, and no longer hesitated, seeking wealth and danger, not to mention that there was probably no danger, so he directly entered the mist-shrouded peak.

Famous mountains and rivers, Danone, the residence of sages, the ancients really did not deceive me!

After entering the fog peak, Zhang Junbao said with emotion. As for the title of Wufeng, as the name suggests, it is naturally the name given by Zhang Junbao when he looks at its shape and feels its shape.

After entering the Foggy Mountain, although there was also a bewildering fog attacking, Zhang Junbao had practiced in the end, and the Lunhai Gong method he practiced was a Taoist method, which was quite effective in cultivating the gods, so he smoothly walked out of the range shrouded in the white mist and came to the mountain.

Walking halfway up the mountain, Zhang Junbao saw a stone road, with green pines and cypresses, green grass and bamboos on both sides of the road, all full of aura and vitality.

Especially at the end of the stone road, there are three pine houses, a grape wrapping. There is also a medicine field on the ground.

It was late at night, and everything was quiet and starry.

The boundless moonlight is like water, the wooden house is ethereal, the grape is spiritual, and the medicine field is full of spirit, and you can see the extraordinary sound at a glance.