A person is in a safe corner, and the world in his eyes is only three or two miles away, and his vision is a little longer-term, which is the mountain peaks with mountains and mountains, no matter how he climbs, it is difficult to get out. When you really reach the "top of the mountain and a glance at the mountains", you will be able to touch how big the world is.

How loud the names of the top ten masters are, I can't let me question how much, I have already understood the majesty of Huang Chenqujun's sword last night, and the other Tao Jinhong, the calm horror on his body, I can't help but tremble when I recall it so far. Such a person burns high incense every day on weekdays, and he can't see or hear it, but when the news of the true dragon of Dongting Lake came out, it actually attracted three people, Yizi Sword, Shanyang Zhenren and Dustless Dao Chief, which is really amazing.

However, although I sigh, I still have some concepts in my heart, the strength of these top ten masters is also high and low, as high as Tao Jinhong, a figure like an earth immortal, with a gesture, just like the natural way of heaven, that majestic bearing, ordinary people are difficult to shake, as for Huang Chen Qujun, and Yang Zhixiu are slightly inferior to each other, I know that the time flies, and the status in the rivers and lakes cannot be ranked by reputation.

Looking at Song Xiaoyi, the apprentice of the dustless daoist, who was actually bitten by a group of dwarf mules, he knew that the master was either not good at master, or the dustless daoist did not know how to teach the apprentice.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh at myself, unconsciously, my vision was so high, if I said it, I couldn't say it to be laughable and generous.

But no matter how you say it, the disciples of the Dustless Dao Master are all a well-known golden signboard, so we were in awe, praised him, and then asked him what he planned to do next. Song Xiaoyi took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, poured two small blue pills and took them, his spirit was much better, and he said that he was going to find the big army and asked if we needed to go together.

It is naturally best to be able to make contact with it, we nodded and agreed, and then dismissed the plan to return, and under the leadership of Song Xiaoyi, we walked through the reeds and climbed towards the opposite peak.

Although Song Xiaoyi fell behind, the Laoshan faction was also meticulous, and there were constantly marks along the way, so we took advantage of the fact that the sky was not dark, puffed up a breath, and climbed towards the opposite mountain. This island is quite large, with dozens of peaks, and the one that Song Xiaoyi took us to crawl on was the highest one, and it was also the majestic peak in the middle.

As we walked, we looked up at the same time, although the sun had set at the moment, but there was still light, belonging to the junction of day and night, there was a faint Taiji halo on the head, seeing the magical light refraction, we seemed to see the ambergris beckoning to us, and we couldn't help but be full of energy, and struggled to climb towards the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, there are many dense forests and vines, and the more you climb up, the more large stones that come out of the sudden, the more large stones come out, the large and small, countless, many of them directly block our way forward, and it is very difficult to walk. Because the road was too difficult, everyone didn't say anything along the way, except for reminding each other, they all fell into silence.

Now it's time to test the level of cultivation, I have practiced the old witch Gu on the mountain pavilion, for the means of exerting force under the feet has been a small success, tiptoe to the ground, the body is not very difficult to fly, and the miscellaneous hair trail has its own Maoshan handed down the light body exercises, that day in Hong Kong, two feet of high walls can also be climbed, this mountaineering road, can only be regarded as a smooth road,

As for the rest, it is quite difficult, and it is only with both hands and feet that they can go up to the mountain.

However, it is worth mentioning that this Song Xiaoyi may have grown up in Laoshan since he was a child, and his ability to climb mountains and mountains is also very powerful, even if he is injured, but his skills are also very flexible, like a monkey, jumping up and down, but far more than the young owner of Ciyuan Pavilion who stays in the city all the year round, and his two guards.

Needless to say, the road is difficult and dangerous, we follow the mountains, but we can also see bloodstains, but we don't see anyone, whether it is the Laoshan faction or the fish head gang, we can't hear it.

This situation not only makes us a little confused, but Song Xiaoyi, who is full of confidence, also has some hesitation in his heart.

When he turned over and climbed onto a big rock, he suddenly raised his hand to signal a stop, and then sat cross-legged, his hands swimming around his body, like a butterfly fluttering, very soft. His gesture was as tactful as a woman, but there were bursts of blood spilling around him, remembering that day Longhu Mountain accused Song Xiaoyi of practicing evil spirit sect magic skills, now it seems that there is indeed such a thing.

We saw Song Xiaoyi cross-legged and closed his eyes, knowing that he was contacting the people of his own sect, so he didn't stop it, gathered in the corner, I looked at the earth that was about to fall into darkness, thought about it, and seriously discussed with the young owner of Ciyuan Pavilion: "Zhilong, this trip is dangerous, the more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes, I'm afraid that there will be trouble in a while, and Lao Xiao and I can't take care of you, it's too late now, I suggest you also go back, and talk about it tomorrow; And on our side, when there is a result, we will bring people back immediately, how about it? ”

Shao Dongjia did not agree, saying that the journey of a hundred miles is half ninety, and it is about to arrive, there is really no reason to give up halfway, Brother Lu, you don't need to persuade me, I am responsible for my own safety.

I and Zamao Xiaodao both felt that it was dangerous, and persuaded him a few words, but this young owner was determined to forge ahead and insisted on going, we were not from Ciyuan Pavilion, and if we persuaded too much, it would cause people to be suspicious, so if we didn't persuade them, we could be regarded as doing our duty.

Song Xiaoyi sat cross-legged and meditated for more than two minutes, then suddenly jumped up from the ground and pointed in the direction on the left: "My master, they are right there!" ”

I looked in the direction he pointed, but there was a low peak, if my memory is correct, we came by boat, and saw that the cave mountain wall was also here, over the mountain beam, and below was the mighty Dongting Lake, and the water of the lake slapped against the concave opening, forming a large whirlpool.

Song Xiaoyi said very surely, but between us and the low peak, there is a long distance, and we can't walk through it directly, unless we can climb it with the help of climbing ropes or vines. Miscellaneous Xiaodao touched his chin and said that if they were really there, chasing and killing like this, where would they have time to prepare the ropes?

Song Xiaoyi agreed with the statement of the miscellaneous hairy path, and searched left and right along this beam, and suddenly cheered, saying that there was a road here.

We ran to him, and saw a natural stone arch bridge on the side, which connected us to the low peak opposite, which was not visible because it was separated by a few huge stones and was obscured by a falling vine.

We bypassed the stone and came to this natural arch bridge, and saw that there was a waterhole dozens of meters below, and there were also a few abrupt big stones next to it, with a corpse on it, which was smashed, white brains and red blood were smeared all over the stone, wearing the same gray robe as Song Xiaoyi, but because of the miserable fall, he couldn't see the appearance clearly.

Seeing the corpse of his family, Song Xiaoyi didn't say anything, his face was serious, and without saying a word, he walked across the arch bridge that was no more than one meter wide, and rushed towards the opposite side.

We didn't stop, and followed his back across the arched bridge.

After crossing the arched bridge, and bypassing a dozen or so old pine trees, we finally came to a spacious rock platform, standing here, opposite the vast lake, I even saw the dragon hunt on the left, the size of a palm, moored in the distance, and on this stone platform, the corpses of seven or eight black-robed people were scattered everywhere, and there were two Laoshan Taoist priests wearing gray Taoist robes, both of whom had a sword mark the size of a baby's mouth on their throats, and the blood had already dried up.

Seeing these two people, Song Xiaoyi rushed forward excitedly, knelt on the ground, and cried excitedly: "Senior Brother Yan Xu, Senior Brother Chen Xin......"

Song Xiaoyi was in pain, and we checked on the people of the Yutou Gang, a few of them were wounded by the sword, and most of them were directly shocked to death by the force of the palm.

The young owner of Ciyuan Pavilion squatted in front of a middle-aged strong man with a silk robe and a black dragon on the cuffs to inspect it, and when he saw us surrounding, he raised his head and explained to us: "Xiong Chen, the deputy leader of the Yutou Gang, monopolizes the aquatic products market in eight counties and cities such as Yueyang, Changde, Yiyang, and Yuanjiang, and has business dealings with us, and the main material in the healing pill is the corpse-eating golden silk Chinese sturgeon fry, which only his farm can provide, and he is a local tyrant, a powerful figure, but he didn't expect to die here......"

So powerful?

Hearing the introduction of the young owner, we couldn't help but shake our heads, these members of the Evil Spirit Sect are really incomprehensible, with such a big business, the local tyrants who are good at it don't do it, they have to come to mix these things, and now they die so quietly, it's really not worth it.

Seeing us sighing, the young owner smiled bitterly, before he came, everyone was full of confidence, thinking that he was the lucky one, who would have thought that fate was just a pile of loess?

Hearing this, Song Xiaoyi had the most understanding, let out a long sigh, and then shouted loudly: "Master, where are you?" Master......"

He shouted so vigorously that the whole dwarf peak heard it, but no one responded.

Song Xiaoyi shouted hoarsely, but he didn't see his master, he couldn't help but get dizzy, and looked at us helplessly, saying Where is my master, I obviously sensed them just now? Miscellaneous Xiaodao thought about it for a while, and said that it was not on the peak, so it was under the peak, maybe it went down to the bottom of the lake.

We walked to the edge of the cliff and looked out, across the lake a hundred meters away, it was dark green and deep, and it was so black that we couldn't see anything, but at this time, a gray figure was suddenly thrown out of the cliff, in a parabola, towards the lake below, and fell away.