Chapter 272, Mountain Exploration

Outside of the wonderful sky, now there is a little less peach source water vapor and a little more cold and slaughter.

Looking up, there are no butterflies wearing flowers and whispering beasts in the past, and there is only a simple shack between heaven and earth, and the back of the white-haired and black-clothed man.

Ten years later, there was no more of the pretty white phantom on his shoulders, because at his hand, the little girl with the same white hair as him, like a pink carved jade ornament, was clinging to his body, and a pair of fox ears swayed in the wind.

Flowing Shadow held the girl's palm—the last of the warmth made him let his guard down for a moment, staring blankly ahead... Look at the cliff that has been between him and the wonderful heavens since ten years ago.

Yes, in a blink of an eye, it was the fragrance that flew by, and when he fixed his eyes again, the cliff was still there, but it was not human.

Today's Liuying has almost completed his expectations - now he has advanced his cultivation, starting from abandoning a green silk, in the past ten years, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and now, he has even stood at the apex of the demon clan, which is the realm of the Holy Manifestation Period, and the Moxue Sword in his hand is even more indestructible, and no one can stop him... But even so, he still couldn't split the cliff in front of him, and he still couldn't return to his hometown, which haunted him.

In fact, he understands that even if he can really return to Zhongmiaotian, what awaits him may be just a dry bone. But even then, he didn't care... For Liuying, who had already paid all the price, what was supporting him now was no longer a mission, not a return, all he was waiting for was the day when he only existed in his dreams—the day when he stepped into the land of all wonders again.

"Master, Xiaobai is hungry..."

The hand held by Xiao Bai shook slightly, and the flowing shadow with a face like frost lowered his head, showing a rare smile that was not clear. He understood. This clever little girl wasn't hungry at all, she just didn't want to immerse herself in a sad past.

He didn't speak, but tightened the girl's palm, and led her, who looked no more than four or five years old, all the way back to his shack.

Over the years, he has always helped Xiaobai prepare food by himself, and he has subconsciously retained the last trace of softness in his heart. Those so-called righteous ways of cultivating immortals. When they brandished their magic weapons and attacked the Flowing Shadow, they were naturally greeted only by the cold ink snow, how could they see that this big monster that "brought disaster to the world" turned out to be so kind and so ordinary?

Still, that's fine. In this way, it is also expected by the flowing shadow... Because of this, when he confronts these pretentious human beings, he will not scruple or be soft-Mo Xue, who once rarely took human lives, will only be in this short period of ten years. Become a magic weapon that slaughters the world...

When there is wind, push open the door and gently send the fragrance of ink.

Liuying didn't look back, didn't speak, just made a slight move, and there were two more pairs of chopsticks at the small table where he and Xiaobai were sitting. And Xiaobai, who was still young, immediately jumped off the chair with a smile, opened his hands, and rushed towards the visitor with a bright step.

"Sister Jiaojiao~Brother Mubai~"

The little girl in a plain white dress is very cute. What's more, they have lived with several people since they were children, how can Yujiao and Mubai not like it?

And compared to the cold flowing shadow. They're obviously much more enthusiastic.

Yujiao, who was already out of the country, hugged Xiaobai, who rushed to her, and rubbed her little cheeks affectionately.

"Did Xiaobai listen to his eldest brother?"

"Xiaobai listens to the master's words the most~"

The little girl was held in her arms, and proudly rubbed the Yujiao in front of her, and the two little ears on the top of her head shook and shook, which was very cute.

Yujiao touched Xiaobai's head as if complimentingly, and then finally looked at the one with his back to them. The back of sitting at the small table...

"Brother, we're back."

Flowing Shadow nodded slightly.

On the other side, Mu Bai had already sat down on the opposite side of Liuying - he was still dressed in a green robe, and he still held the folding fan in his hand, chic and free. Nor do I say hello. Mu Bai seemed to be talking to himself.

"In the past two years, your reputation has spread throughout the Central Plains, and now, even if it is a few famous sects, they will not let their disciples come to this Dawang Village to experience it."

When he opened the folding fan, he just spoke, and the shadow only listened, and did not make a sound.

"Then there is the rise of the Church of Our Lady of the Ming King, and its influence is getting bigger and bigger. The three major forces of the righteous path tried their best, and the ten years of conquest did not seem to have been effective, but instead made the Central Plains full of wolf smoke. Especially in this demon sect, in the past few years, a force called the Blood Refining Hall has risen rapidly, the hall master is known as the black heart, and the cultivation is transcendental, and a few days ago, he met with Longweitai Tianzun Beichen Yin on a narrow road, and he didn't suffer any big losses after the fight..."

Shadow still didn't speak, just closed his eyes and nodded.

"In addition to the Demon Sect's talents, in terms of righteousness, the ancient Qingyunmen, which became famous a few years ago, has also made moves, and the head of the sect, Qingye, is afraid that he will personally go to Hanhai Book Mountain in recent days, asking for the ancient sword Zhu Immortal that was taken away by the thief a hundred years ago, and then fell into the hands of the master of the school, Tai Ming! This matter has already caused a stir, and I am afraid that at that time, whether it is the right way in the world or the evil demons, they will gather in Hanhai Book Mountain. ”

After Mu Bai finished speaking, he paused slightly, and sure enough, Liuying's eyes lit up suddenly... Over the years, as long as these powerful ancient secrets have been involved, they can always attract the attention of the flowing shadow. Mu Bai understood that he was dreaming of breaking through this invisible barrier and re-entering the wonderful heavens.

"Go on."

"Hey... I advise you not to fight this ancient sword to punish the immortal idea, not to mention whether this ancient artifact can break the barrier, even if it can really be, I am afraid that it will have to be matched with the 'Zhuxian Sword Array' passed down from generation to generation in Qingyunmen to do it, we already have a gap with Longweitai, if we offend any other righteous sect with names and surnames, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be annoyed and ashamed and attack the mountain..."

"I've got my own measure."

Even if there are still a thousand words, as soon as Liuying said this, it was all blocked by Mu Bai, and the latter had no choice but to accept the folding fan and shake his head and smile bitterly, and reached out to serve the dishes and chopsticks in front of him and stopped talking... But a true yuan faintly restrained his hands at this time.

"And."

Liuying's voice was firm and short, as if he had decided that Mu Bai still had something to explain...

"Hey... I can't hide it from you, two days ago, Yujiao and I met a group of righteous junior monks on the way back, and I wanted to go into the mountains to explore, you also know Yujiao's temper, plus they plotted against each other, so I also sent them away. ”

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"The poor monk has heard it before, saying that there are monsters in the deep mountains around Dawang Village, and the methods are extremely powerful and cruel, I don't know, is this true?"

He didn't expect that this question would stop the middle-aged man.

The shopkeeper hesitated for a long time, but finally gritted his teeth and opened his mouth to tell him.

"This master, there are indeed monsters in the mountains outside of our Dawang Village, but if you want to say that it hurts... But I have only heard of it since these years. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Hey..."The shopkeeper sighed, and when he said this, he naturally opened the conversation, "Master, you don't know, Xiao Lao'er has lived in his forties, and he is a person from Dawang Village, and I heard my fathers talk about it at that time, and you can often see some monsters and elves when you go into the mountains to collect firewood, but as long as you don't offend them, you will be safe... As for the category of beasts hurting people, it is not surprising that they will appear on the mountains anywhere. ”

The little monk nodded, he had been practicing on the mountain for decades, and he naturally understood these truths, so he didn't interrupt and motioned to the shopkeeper to continue.

"It's just that, since ten years ago, many immortals came into the mountains to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and this chaos has not stopped..."

"This..."

"Hey... Since that day, the monsters and beasts in the mountains seem to be enchanted, killing people when they see them, biting them when they see living things, and those immortals with magic power have come and gone, but they are still like this, hey, until the past few years, no one dares to go up the mountain to collect firewood. ”

The shopkeeper said as he sighed and shook his head... This is something he would never dare to talk to those immortals on weekdays, after all, he is somewhat blamed, if he makes them unhappy, then he can still please this mortal fetus? It's just that today's little master is kind and kind-eyed, not like those brave and ruthless casual cultivators, and the shopkeeper is only 1510, and he said it clearly.

"After that, the people in the village had no choice but to invite others to come and subdue the demons... Hey, but the monsters in the mountains seem to be getting more and more powerful, dozens of batches of immortals before and after, but in the end, there are in and out, and it is easy for one to come out alive, but it is also dismantled by a cloak, and the wolf is unbearable, and it flies away without stopping..."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged shopkeeper was stunned, as if he had finally reacted.

"Master, you don't want to go into the mountains too, do you?"

The young Buddha frowned when he heard this, but when the shopkeeper asked this, he seemed to suddenly become enlightened. He clasped his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name again.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has this intention."

"I can't help it, I can't help it!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly waved his hand... He also saw that this little master was not like those arrogant and unreasonable immortals who came before, he was a good monk with a kind heart, although the little master's spells were also very clever, but after all, he was still too young in physiognomy - even those old immortals with white beards and fairy wind bones were all gone, how could he let the little master break through this ghost gate?

Unexpectedly, the young Buddha smiled slightly, but stood up and wanted to leave.

"Thank you for your hospitality, it's not early, and the poor monk has to hurry."

"Hey! Guru! Guru! If you have to go into the mountains, then... Then I have to sue you for a way to save your life! ”

The Buddha stopped, but looked back at the middle-aged shopkeeper with some confusion - such a big demon, can ordinary people know any way to save their lives?

"Master, I've heard those old immortals say before, when you enter this mountain, as long as you don't open the killing ring, you won't be able to meet that powerful monster!" (To be continued......)

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