"Mage, you're done with your story?" Kamibayashi asked.

"It's over, distinguished guests, you should understand now, if this mage takes you to the Blue Misty Mountain, this mage will be embarrassed when he sees the photosynthetic pharmacist!" The demented mage shook his head helplessly.

Wang Fan thought for a while and said, "I have an idea!" The mage only needs to take us to a place not far from the Blue Mist Mountain and hide in the woods, and we will go up to the Blue Mist Mountain to reason with those great medicine masters. ”

Dementia Mage "Teng! He stood up and said, "Hey! This flat-faced guest has a good idea! But as soon as he finished speaking, he quickly calmed down, sat back and said, "But if the Great Pharmacist asks how you know that you know that they can transfigulate, how will the distinguished guest answer?" ”

Wang Fan replied, "Let's just say that the bad mage said it himself, and he himself claimed to be the proud disciple of the Medicine Immortal!" ”

The demented mage nodded approvingly and said, "Although this may not convince the great pharmacists, it is a hundred times better than letting them scold this mage for being unkind and unjust." ”

Shanglin asked, "Mage, how far is the Blue Misty Mountain from here?" ”

The demented mage replied, "If you are willing to walk the mountain trail with this mage, you can walk there in two days without hurry." ”

"Mage, how far is the Blueface Cliff from here? We're going to go to the Blue Face Cliff after we finish our errands in the Blue Misty Mountains. Kabayashi asked.

The demented mage looked at Shanglin and asked suspiciously, "It's not far from the Blue Misty Mountain to the Blue Face Cliff, what are you going to do to the Blue Face Cliff?"

"We're going there to see if the king's treasure comes out of the mountain." Kamibayashi replied.

The demented mage had an epiphany: "I see, I think that it was the master of this mage who took the king to the green face cliff, if the treasure of the king of heaven really comes out of the mountain a hundred years later, this mage also wants to go and see, this mage will definitely take you to the green face cliff when he arrives." ”

Shanglin stood up and said sincerely, "Mage, you told us the secret of the Blue Mist Mountain, and we are very grateful. I just need to tell us how to get to Blue Misty Mountain, and we'll find a way to make the Medicine Fairy help princess turn back into a human. It's better to stay here when the mage is too old to climb the mountain and cross the mountains, and we promise not to let others know that it was the mage who told us the secrets of the Blue Mist Mountain. ”

The demented mage stood up and became emotional: "Hey! Your guests are underestimating this mage! Although he has not been out of Wuling Village for ten years, it is still good to say that he is still good at climbing mountains and crossing mountains. If you don't believe us, we'll see! King Guhe gave so much gold, how could this mage not take you to the Blue Mist Mountain himself? Besides, without the introduction of this master, even if you are the envoy of the King of the Valley River, those medicine masters who guard the mountain may not let you go up the mountain. Yao Xiangui is a kind to the gods, and this mage believes that he will help this princess. But it's noon today, why don't you stay in my Wuling Village for one night, and I'll wait for me to go on the road early tomorrow morning? ”

Zhen'er couldn't wait any longer and shouted, "Hey, mage, I want to become a human sooner!" ”

Everyone who was sitting stood up, and Kapok said, "Master, let's go now, it's best to find a country inn to stay in the evening, and the story book says that staying in a country inn will have a lot of interesting things." ”

"Hey, some of the guests are willing to stay in the country hotel, and I think that when I traveled the world, this mage preferred to sleep in the open air, which saved money and was free. Everyone, wait a minute, this mage needs to prepare for the long journey. ”

The demented mage turned and went into the back room, and it wasn't long before he returned. He wore an old cloth belt around his waist, and a rusty, odd-looking iron sword was stuck in it. He wore a patched cyan cloak on his upper body, and the wine jug around his neck was heavy, presumably just filled with wine.

When they came out of the house to the field, the demented mage shouted, "Come here, you guys!" ”

The seven little apprentices rushed over from the flowers and grasses like arrows, and the demented mage touched the beard of his chin and said proudly to the disciples: "The teacher is going to go to the Blue Misty Mountain today, hey, I haven't been there for ten years, and the medicine fairy will definitely stay as a teacher for a few more days on the sacred mountain this time!" ”

As he spoke, he took out a piece of gold from his bosom and said to the youngest disciple: "Jiesheng, this gold ingot given by King Guhe is worth at least five hundred yuan, for the teacher, each of the seven of you will buy a new set of clothes and a pair of new shoes, and the rest of the money will be used to buy food. You don't want to become a beast that only eats meat, do you? ”

"I don't want to!" The disciples replied in unison.

The demented mage nodded in satisfaction and placed the gold in Jiesheng's hand, then led his honored guest towards the mountains to the southwest.

Although the sky is like a sea of clouds, the sky is bright and the breeze is blowing.

Out of Wulingzhuang, through a rocky hill, the demented mage led a few young guests into a canyon where the cliffs on both sides of the valley were covered with hideous cyan stones, and they watched the pedestrians walking through it.

The demented mage walked at the front, and as he walked, he turned back and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the legendary Ghost Valley!" Ordinary people who don't have the courage don't dare to take this road at all, not because the mage is particularly bold, but because as long as the mage has this sword at his waist, he is afraid of ghosts. ”

Kapok gasped and said, "Mage, I see that your sword is very worn, and if you fight, I am afraid that it will be broken if it touches someone else's weapon." ”

The demented mage touched his sword with his hand and turned back and said, "Hey! This mage's sword has not been used for ten years and has not been polished, it is a little rusty, but in the hands of this mage, it can still slay demons and kill ghosts. ”

Kabayashi said, "Mage, your sword has a strange appearance, is there anything particularly powerful about it?" ”

The demented mage replied, "This mage's sword is a magic sword, haven't you ever seen a magic sword?" ”

"I haven't seen it!" Kabayashi said honestly.

"Hey! It seems that this mage's magic sword is a rare treasure. The demented mage said as he walked, "There is a gap in the magic sword that can be filled with powder, and the mage uses the true qi emitted in his hand to make the powder spray out from the tip of the sword, thus forming a mist to attack the opponent. Some ruthless people put poison in their magic swords to make their opponents stupid after inhaling them, or they are poisoned to death after piercing their opponents' flesh. However, this mage only has an ordinary medicinal powder that can emit smoke in the sword, which will make the opponent confused for a while and lose his combat effectiveness. The demented mage said with a sigh of relief.

The mage's words made the audience behind him look at the rusty sword on his waist a few more times, and Kabayashi said, "Mage, we understand what the magic sword is, can you tell us what your phantom sword technique is all about?" ”

"Okay, although you are not yet the apprentices of this mage, the king of Guhe has given this mage so many gold ingots, and this mage is willing to tell you about the magical swordsmanship of the Phantom Sword......"

Several teenagers listened attentively to the dementia mage's swordsmanship, and unconsciously walked out of the Ghost Valley, and they were greeted by a strange towering mountain, the huge mountain seemed to be made of layers of red and yellow pancakes by the gods, and the bare surface of the mountain was dotted with clumps of colorful wild grass, like a little spice sprinkled by the gods on the surface of the flatbread.

The boys looked up, and the top of the mountain was connected to the majestic and majestic clouds piled up in the sky.

The demented mage said, "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the Thousand Layer Ridge! Legend has it that it was a volcano in ancient times, and after this ridge it was the boundary of the Tianling Kingdom. As long as we climb the Thousand Layer Ridge, the road behind will be much smoother. There are a lot of delicacies from the land gods in the crater at the top of the mountain, so let's go and ask the land gods for a taste later. Since ancient times, the people of Wulingzhuang have walked from here to Yelang Town and Xiancao City. ”