However, it was said that the descendants and Wukong took all the brothers to drive the nine-headed dragon leech, traveled 300 miles west, and soon arrived in front of the Broken Head Ridge......

To Wukong's surprise, the legendary dangerous Potou Ridge is nothing more than a plain dirt mountain. The size of the mountain is not large, the vegetation is even more sparse, and the only thing that catches the eye is that in the middle of the desolate, uneven hills, stands a mountain that rises high into the clouds.

"Descendant Virtuous Brother, is this the Broken Head Ridge that makes the Qi Refiners all over the world talk about it and frightened?" Wukong looked at the mountain and sneered.

"Swarm...... Lord, I think...... Gotta ...... Touling is not ...... It's a name...... Veritable, the most ...... At least...... Gotta be 'broken'...... Word!" the little mute laughed.

"The peaks on this ridge are magnificent and tall, and there are auspicious clouds, but they are somewhat out of step with the surrounding environment. Qiushui blinked and said with some confusion.

"Brother Jin, brothers, this maverick mountain must be Feilai Peak. The descendant said thoughtfully: "The younger brother heard from the teacher that back then, King Tota Li and the third prince of Nezha, together with the four brothers of the Demon Family, dispatched many mountain gods and lands, and used deep mana to transport this Feilai Peak from the west to here, and pressed it on the time cave, and later ......."

"Wow, wow, wow......" For some reason, the nine-headed dragon leech under everyone's crotch suddenly screamed......

"Big brother, don't 'come later'......" Wu Gang interrupted the descendant with a sneer, "I listened to your chatter along the way, and the Broken Head Ridge is in front of you, and you still keep talking about family things and telling stories, Brother Long Leech is impatient!"

"Blame me, blame me, I don't know what's going on today, it's always ...... never finished" The descendant smiled awkwardly, "Brothers, hurry up, sit firm, brother dragon leech, add more energy, rush to Feilai Peak!"

With a loud shout from the descendants, the nine-headed dragon leech roared with hooves, and its mane and tail were chaotic, and it scurried out with a "whirl......

In an instant, everyone with two ears in the wind suddenly found that like a nine-headed dragon leech carrying everyone, the Potou Ridge not far away seemed to be carrying the majestic Feilai Peak and couldn't stop running wildly......

What's even more incredible is that when the nine-headed dragon leech rushes quickly, the Broken Head Ridge will run fast! The nine-headed dragon leech will go slowly, and the Broken Head Ridge will move slowly! One in front of the other, one in the back, one in the ridge and one beast, always maintaining the same distance, as if they were vindictive......

"Wow, wow, wow......" The nine-headed dragon leech suddenly screamed wildly, and rushed forward desperately......

About half an hour later, the nine-headed dragon leech was already tired and panting, sweating all over! Looking at the broken head ridge again, it was still close in front of him, but it was far away in the sky.

"Descendant and virtuous brother, this mountain has no wings, how can it fly for no reason? I must have fallen into the demon's trick, and if we continue to run like this, the nine-headed dragon leech will have to die of exhaustion!" Wukong suddenly woke up.

"Brother Jin is right! Brother Leech, stop, stop, stop......" The descendant slapped the lion's head in the middle of the nine-headed leech with all his might, and roared hoarsely! But the nine-headed leech was almost insane, and he ignored the descendant's call.

"Brother Xian, shoot that Broken Head Ridge with your arrows......" Wukong shouted.

"Okay, good ......" The descendants who were a little confused hurriedly took off the Qiankun bow, put on the Xuanyuan arrow, and with a shout of force, an arrow shot out with a "whoosh", and flew to the peak in the middle!

"......Boom" With an earth-shattering loud sound, the Feilai Peak suddenly collapsed, and the dust and smoke on the Potou Ridge were all over the place in an instant, and the wind and thunder were loud, and soon the sun covered the sky......

The nine-headed dragon leech, which was struggling to catch up with the Broken Head Ridge, suddenly lost its direction, and "Wow Wow......" stopped its heavy and staggering steps with a wail. For a moment, it shivered from exhaustion and collapsed to the ground!

Everyone also climbed down from the back of the dragon leech in shock, and lay on the ground one by one, holding their heads in their hands to avoid the wind and sand......

In this way, a sudden sandstorm raged in front of Potou Ridge for half an hour before it gradually subsided.

The sound in their ears finally stopped, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief! They opened their eyes, stood up, patted the dust, and cut their hair, and tossed for a long time, and the embarrassed people barely stabilized their minds.

It was almost now, and after the storm, the sky was extremely blue, and the autumn sun was a little restless. The Broken Head Ridge in front of everyone was still calmly and low-key bathed in the sun, as if it had never moved, and Feilai Peak was still so proud and upright, with no signs of collapse at all......

When everyone saw this scene, they were stunned: What is going on? Could it be that what they just saw was an illusion? But the wind and sand rushing in their faces were so real?

"Where's my Xuanyuan Arrow?" the descendant suddenly remembered his talisman weapon, "Xuanyuan Arrow...... Where is the arrow!" the descendant cried anxiously......

In the past, as long as the descendants called, the Xuanyuan arrow shot would return, but this time, the descendants shouted for a long time, and there was no trace of it......

"Big brother, don't shout, where is Xuanyuan Arrow!" Wu Gang's voice was not loud, but it was obviously crying.

The descendants followed the prestige, only to see that the beloved treasure that had accompanied him for five hundred years had been twisted into a twisted shape at this time, lying in the dust gloomily......

"Kill me......" The descendant stepped forward and picked up the unrecognizable Xuanyuan arrow, stunned for a moment.

"Wow, wow, wow......" The nine-headed dragon leech, which had recovered its strength, stood up and staggered to the side of the descendant, rubbing it on the descendant with its huge lion head, as if comforting the master who depended on him for his life......

Seeing the sad appearance of the descendants, everyone couldn't help but sigh repeatedly, and they didn't know how to comfort the descendants for a while.

"Hey! There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and hell has no way to cast yourself! Fellow travelers, don't be discouraged, it's a great luck to be able to pick up a life!" An old and hoarse voice suddenly came from not far away!

"Grandma, are you going to be nosy again!" retorted a childish voice......

"Who is talking about us?" Wukong was surprised in his heart, and followed the sound to look, only to see two shabby dressed mountain people walking over on the rugged path at the foot of Potou Ridge.

Walking in front was a gray-haired old woman, dressed in a dark green floor-sweeping robe, with a blue complexion, wrinkled and piercing eyes, hunched over, her neck stretched forward, and a smooth wooden stick in her hand; her steps were steady, her expression was serene, and she seemed to be in good health.

Behind her was a hairy young man, carrying a trembling shoulder on his shoulder, a pair of baskets at two ends, and in the baskets were some jars, bowls, and the like.

Judging by his age, the young man was at most sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a fat gray cloth robe, and he couldn't see his feet when he walked, but only looked at the placket of the robe that mopped the floor and kicked and shook baldly, and his appearance was very funny, and people couldn't help laughing.

They may have been walking for a long time, sweat glistening brightly on the young man's red face, and a few strands of naughty curls had fallen wearily on his high forehead, and although he had blown them up several times along the tip of his nose, the few strands of curls were still lazy and did not have the slightest intention of cheering up.

"Grandma, aren't you going to be kind again, don't go any further, let's rest here for a while!" complained the young man.

"Okay, well, take a break, rest for a while! Oh, it's August 15, and it's still so hot?" the old woman glanced at her grandson with loving eyes, then stopped on the side of the road, straightened her waist slightly, and looked at Wukong and the others three feet away.

At this time, everyone also noticed the two grandchildren. After the two sides looked at each other for a moment, the old woman couldn't help but "poof" and laughed, "Friends from afar, hello! Don't think it's a shameful thing to be disgraced, tell you that the old body has lived to be more than eighty years old, and he has never seen a cultivator who can escape in the Dafa of the Heavenly Punishment Lord, so the old body wants to congratulate you!"

"Sure enough, it was a trick to get caught in the punishment sky...... But how did the ancestors and grandchildren in front of them come and go freely, do they know how to crack it...... Or maybe they're Xingtian's subordinates themselves......" Wukong's heart suddenly became suspicious.

"Old man, since there is a mechanism in front of the Broken Head Ridge, how do you come and go freely?" Wukong asked with a frown, staring at the old woman.

"The strong man asked a good question! If the old man doesn't cultivate the Tao and doesn't refine his heart, he is just an ordinary folk woman in Lingnan Evil Tiger Village!" the old woman smiled slightly, "In our Evil Tiger Village, there has been a folk song since ancient times. The eldest grandson, chanting to the guests who came from afar. ”

"Grandma, let me recite it again!" The young man glanced at the old woman very reluctantly, pouted and recited: "The old man of the Xingtian has a high Taoism, and he uses a clever trick on the Broken Head Ridge, and the Dafa of the blind eyes is shocking, and 100,000 heavenly soldiers are deserted and fleeing!

"Old man, this little friend recites this ballad, it seems that you don't understand it, can you explain it in detail?"

"This folk song is actually very simple, if you want to no longer get lost in the Dafa, you must go to Feilai Peak to burn incense and kowtow to the temple of the old man, and ask for a mouthful of cattle, sheep and pigs. After eating, it will be connected with the heart of the Xingtian Master, and it will no longer be disturbed by the Dafa of Blindfolding!" The old woman talked eloquently, and what she said seemed to have some truth.

"That old man, my brothers and I have something important to do, I want to visit Xingtian Master in the Time Cave, can you help us go to the Xingtian Old Man Temple to ask for some prison first, and I can give you some more silver taels later!" The descendant suddenly saw some hope again.

"What? I want to buy my old body with money?" the old woman suddenly changed color, "Tell you, hurry up, where you came from, and where you are going back! Don't move such crooked thoughts again! The old man of Xingtian has a bright and upright life, and he hates people who forget their righteousness the most. If I take your money and go up to Feilai Peak, not only will you definitely die, but even your old body will die without a place to bury!"