For his father who appeared out of thin air, Ling Luoyu didn't tell anyone, not even Feng Chenglin.

She just told Feng Fatzi that she was going back to the capital, so she asked him to stay in the Nondao Academy to participate in the secret training of the core disciples.

The two reached an agreement.

When Ling Luoyu came back, Feng Chenglin would let her see a completely different version of herself.

Bidding farewell to everyone, Ling Luoyu turned around and walked out of the mountain gate.

Mo Xuanchen didn't come to see her off, but she could feel the burning light on her back.

He always does!

When she could be independent, he silently guarded her behind her, and when she was in trouble and needed protection, he could appear in time.

This kind of relationship is also a fairy couple!!

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The Immortal Mountain is located in the mountains of extinct volcanoes, in the north, and the closer it gets, the colder it gets.

The autumn wind rose, and the dead leaves swirled and fell with the wind, falling on Ling Luoyu's hat, and then being blown away by the howling of the wind.

With a slight twist of her fingertips, she pinched the dead leaves, and immediately crushed them into dust with her Xuan Qi, and then raised her hand and sprinkled it.

Anyway, it will be returned to the earth and dust, and it is better to crush it into dust, and it can be melted into the soil.

According to the map, she has now entered the outer mountains of the Valley of the Immortals.

Although there are many mountain people living here, most of them are scattered around the valley, and only the small town at the foot of the mountain is her last foothold, and it is also the channel for her to enter the valley of immortality openly.

Every autumn, the people of the Immortal Valley will recruit many woodcutters into the mountains to cut firewood and hoard wood for the winter.

The woodcutter is Ling Luoyu's identity when he blends into the Valley of Immortals.

Changing into coarse cloth clothes, Ling Luoyu wiped his face, carried a wooden stick rope, straddled the machete diagonally at his waist, and walked to the woodcutter's gathering place step by step.

The appearance is imposing, but the body is too slender and looks a little malnourished.

Every morning, when the sun rises, the steward of the Valley of the Immortals will come down the mountain to beckon the woodcutter into the mountain.

Anyway, they all pay the price of firewood, so they don't care if the woodcutter has real brute strength or if he is fishing in troubled waters.

On the outskirts of the valley, surrounded by fast-flowing rivers, the only access is a chain bridge.

Ling Luoyu lowered his head and looked at the turbulent river, and was speechless: "If you fall down, if you don't fall to death, you will have to drown......

"I'm afraid that I will fall to your death before you drown......" The old man behind him pursed his lips: "Don't you see that there are stones underneath!?" ”

Along the way, Ling Luoyu had already become familiar with them, and he was familiar with them a lot.

For Ling Luoyu, a born calf, they were willing to teach more.

The man in front also turned around and warned: "When you kid arrives in the Valley of Immortality, you'd better obey the rules, otherwise, when they throw you down from here, the gods won't be able to save you......"

Ling Luoyu hurriedly nodded in response, and even shook the rope bridge, which frightened the people in front and behind and hurriedly scolded, which made her feel more stable.

At the end of the chain bridge, there were two armored guards, standing there with expressionless faces, if it weren't for the fierce glint in their eyes, they would really think they were two immortal knights.

Ling Luoyu patted his chest exaggeratedly, with a villain on his face: "Scared me to death, I thought they were two legendary undead knights......

"Undead Knight!?" The big man glanced Ling Luoyu up and down, his face full of disdain: "Just you kid, you are not qualified to alarm the undead knight!" ”