Chapter 3 Qingluan Peak

In the early morning, the soft light of the sky spills out from above, bringing light and color to all things. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There is no sun in the space of the divine seat, but with the continuous convergence of the origin of the small world, such small things as manipulating the time of the day and stealing the day can be easily completed, and it can be regarded as adding some fresh changes to the original environment of the four seasons.

Slowly sitting up from the snow-white tenderness, Mo Wen watched the gradually brightening sky and slowly stretched his waist.

Because the temperature in the shrine has always been moderate, yesterday he slept outdoors directly with the nine girls of Lovelive, and spent a rather pleasant afternoon and evening.

The sky is covered by the earth, the red stripes come and the red stripes go, the feeling of pure nature without the slightest restraint makes people feel as if they have been freed from all their troubles, and they have a comfortable feeling of returning to their mother's body, even if it is Mo Wen, who has been in battle for a long time, is rarely excited.

It's just that he doesn't seem to be used to seeing him like this, and the original figure appeared beside him without warning.

After looking at the girls who were still asleep and had some tears in the corners of their eyes, the former glanced at Mo Wen with disdain.

"Did you have a good day yesterday, my master?! You used to just play with women's bodies, but now you are so perverted that you want to play with their souls, and you actually use love silk to manipulate other people's feelings, shouldn't this be the purpose of your trip to the Yang God World, it's not for the so-called headache cure at all! ”

Mo Wen chuckled lightly, but didn't care.

"First, I'm their man and their master, so I don't think I'm doing anything excessive, and second, the so-called manipulation of love silk also has to be around me, since I have love silk, it means that they like me, and what I do is just let everyone get rid of the shackles and truly convey the thoughts in their hearts!"

Yuan Chu Wen Yan rolled her eyes, she just complained casually, but she didn't expect Mo Wen to explain seriously, it's really nothing to do!

It's just that this trip has its own purpose, and she didn't dwell on it, but looked at Mo Wen with a solemn expression.

"Master, there is a situation, the one in the Great Thousand World also seems to have begun to reach out to the Small Thousand World, and in a new world, I have found traces of the other party's power!"

Mo Wen's eyes narrowed, and his expression suddenly became serious.

"How's it going, did you fight?"

Yuan Chu shook his head, "No, the other party should not be fully awakened by now, at best, it is the extent that the baby can cry subconsciously when he is hungry, so I easily concealed the other party and took away the origin of that world, but the master You also know that if the origin of a world begins to give birth to sanity, then no one can say how much time it will take, maybe next time we will have to confront a source with complete sanity!" ”

Mo Wen pondered for a moment, "Then if we start a war now, what are our chances of winning?" ”

A flash of light flashed in the primordial eyes, and he silently calculated, "The winning rate is almost 100 percent, after all, we took away half of the origin of the Great Thousand World, and the small Thousand World side also took the lead because of the layout in advance, so the strength is stronger than us, but after this fight, how much benefit we can get is not certain, the worst may be a lose-lose situation, the residual origin is not enough for the Divine Throne to break through the barriers of other Great Thousand Worlds, and the master can only stay in this Great Thousand World!" ”

"Really, I gave up even if I was half dead, how can I say that I was also a son of the world at the beginning, and I would be good if I was cheap!" Scratching his head with a little headache, Mo Wen took a deep breath and stood up directly, "Speed up, primitively, try to hold more Xiaoqian worlds in your hands before the Daqian World is fully born, and the low-end ordinary world can pick a part and hand it over to Wanwan and Laura to deal with, you will focus more on monitoring the Daqian World, as for these worlds of high martial arts and high demons, the plot is relatively safe, just send someone to lurk in the past, if it is dangerous, give up first, and wait for me to improve my strength, go over in person!" ”

Yuan Chu nodded, and then asked, "Then master, which world are you going to go to next?" What is the demand for no? ”

Mo Wen pondered for a moment, "Now that my martial arts have basically been determined, all that remains is to improve myself, let's start with the physical body, after all, the rules of different worlds are different, but the restrictions on the physical body are not big, so first look for the high-level world that can improve the strength of my bloodline now!" ”

Yuan Chu pondered for a moment, and then said: "Master, not long ago, I found a good world, it is a high-level Xiaoqian world on the Xianwu side, and the relics belonging to Pangu in it are still alive, if the master can get it, he may be able to reproduce the power of Pangu's true body, even if it is not as good as the one in the desolate world, but it is enough to fight against ordinary saints!" ”

Mo Wen's eyes lit up and asked, "Oh, which one?" ”

"Sword and Fairy World! There are the incarnations of Pangu's spirit there, Fuxi, Shennong, and Nuwa! ”

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Fairy Sword World, Qingluan Peak.

The waterfall rushes down from the top of the mountain, and is stopped by a huge mountain rock at a tenth of the place, and the water hits on it, turning into overflowing water vapor, so that the whole peak is surrounded by clouds and mist, and where the mountain stream passes, green grass and flowers are everywhere, as far as the eye can see, all kinds of animals are running in it, birds and apes are crying, enjoying themselves, it looks like a fairyland, full of aura.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this unique Zhong Lingyuxiu atmosphere, from ancient times to the present, the legends of the immortals circulating in Qingluan Peak are numerous, the most recent is to say that more than ten years ago, some villagers have sworn that they saw the sword fairy on the top of Qingluan Peak, that man and a woman, peerless Fanghua, living in the tree house, living in seclusion, often stepping on the flying sword in and out, by no means a mortal person.

And with the legend of the immortals, there are naturally people who seek immortals, but Qingluan Peak is dangerous, and there are no lack of fierce beasts such as wild boars and bears, so nine of the ten immortal seekers have lost their lives here, and the remaining one either gives up halfway, or gives up when they can't reach the top of the mountain, and few people can find the traces of immortals, and over time, few people come here to find immortals and ask, after all, the Shushan Sword School in Shu, the Kunlun Mountain Range in the Kunlun Mountains, and the Qionghua School are all famous and surnamed Xiuzhen factions, Going to these sects to seek the method of cultivating the truth is far more certain and hopeful than going to Qingluan Peak.

It's just that few people come, it doesn't mean that no one comes, at least there is another uninvited guest on Qingluan Peak on this day.

Compared with those predecessors who died in the mouth of the beast, Han Lingsha was undoubtedly lucky, with her good skills and long-term experience in surviving in the wild, she had crossed many obstacles to the top of Qingluan Mountain without danger, and also found the tomb of the immortal in a stone cave.

But at the same time, she was unlucky, because she had just walked into the stone tomb, and before she could see what was inside, she was knocked out from the back of the head.

After waking up, Han Lingsha found that she was tied to a horizontal log like a pig to be slaughtered, hanging in the air with her feet facing the sky.

Looking at the bonfire not far away, and then at the tall figure wearing animal skins walking over, Han Lingsha wanted to cry without tears.

Who will tell her why there are wild people on Qingluan Peak!

Could it be that she, a dignified beautiful girl, did not die of the family's curse in the end, but was going to die in the womb of a savage?