Chapter 65: Is This Good?

The morning light is faint.

A touch of fish belly white rises from the sky.

Between the mountains and mountains, the lonely back of Baishan is constantly stretched.

Today was the third day he had left the Fire Sect.

Three days ago, after sending away Sun Yi, who was bored in fighting the landlord, Bai Shan himself said goodbye to Feng Yue and Wei Bing and set off for Zhongzhou.

The morning sun is rising, and the morning fog is dissipating.

Taking out the yellowed map from his bosom, Hakusan began to locate his location.

"At the current rate, it is estimated that it will take three days. ”

Bai Shan muttered to himself.

He was not slow, he walked for three days, but he only walked half the way.

He had been in a hurry all night last night, and now he was planning to find an inn to rest.

After all, if you are in such a hurry, you may not be able to find clues to Tianwu Mountain.

Take a break on the road and ask questions, and maybe there will be a windfall.

What's more, he also wants to often have a variety of customs and delicacies from different regions.

Set the next itinerary, and Baishan continued to hurry with the guidance of the map.

About half an hour passed.

Walking out of the lush mountains, the bustling and noisy city meets the eyes of the white mountain.

"The Yan Kingdom cultivation world is really a bit stretched. ”

Looking up at the heavy aura above the small city, Bai Shan sighed with emotion and walked towards the city gate.

"You're from Yan Kingdom?"

The guards at the city gate held the guide in their hands and looked up and down the tall white mountain.

There was surprise in his eyes, and there was a faint disdain in his surprise.

It seems that he clearly looks down on the identity of Baishan Yanguo.

Bai Shan nodded, but he was powerless to complain in his heart.

There is also regional discrimination in the other world.

"Let's go inside. ”

The guard said lightly, letting Baishan enter the city.

As you enter the city, you will be greeted by the lively streets.

The juggling and selling are endless.

Bai Shan wandered around the street for a long time, found a restaurant at random, and walked in.

At this time, it is not yet the time to dry the meal, and the guests in the restaurant are scarce and a little deserted.

found a place by the window, asked Xiao Er to recommend two side dishes, and Bai Shan sat down at the table.

"Now life has the flavor of ancient chivalry. ”

Admiring the antique dΓ©cor of the store, Hakusan can't help but feel nostalgic for life on earth.

He sighed with emotion and stared at the people with different looks on the street.

It doesn't take half a stick of incense.

"Guest officer, the dish is here!"

Xiao Er held the wooden plate and brought the dishes to the table.

Bai Shan suddenly stopped him: "Little brother, have you heard of Tianwu Mountain?"

When Xiao Er heard this, he thought about it for a long time, and replied seriously: "I haven't heard of it." ”

Bai Shan nodded and stuffed him with a spirit stone.

"Thank you, thank you. Xiao Er accepted the spirit stone, thanked him busily, and retreated.

"There's still no clue!" Bai Shan was a little helpless.

He had a hunch, so he asked by himself, and he couldn't ask a reason all the way to Zhongzhou.

He picked up the tea on the table, drank it in one gulp, then picked up his chopsticks, and was about to start gluttony.

"This fellow Daoist is looking for the Heavenly Fog Mountain?"

A deep male voice rang in his ears.

Bai Shan turned his head and saw that it was a young monk with a good appearance.

This young man was dressed in a brocade suit, holding a folding fan, and dressed as a rich son.

Hearing this person's words, Bai Shan got up and asked, "Daoist friends have heard of Tianwu Mountain?"

"I only have a slight impression below, and I saw the name of this Heavenly Foggy Mountain when I read the travelogue before. ”

The young man smiled and shook his head.

"In the lower white mountain, dare to ask the Taoist friend daimyo. "White Mountain holds his fists.

"Wang Mu. The young people returned the favor with courtesy.

"I wonder if the travelogue that Brother Wang just mentioned is still there?"

Bai Shan first motioned for Wang Mu to sit down, and then asked.

"Of course it's still there, if Brother Bai wants to see it, I can get it from the house now. ”

The young man sat down on the opposite side of the White Mountain and replied heartily.

"Don't bother Brother Wang, don't hide it, I want to go to Brother Wang's Mansion to have a look. ”

"How about now?" said Wang Mu with a smile.

"Really?"

"Really. ”

"Thank you Brother Wang first. ”

The two walked out of the inn together.

Bai Shan's mind was on the travelogue, but he didn't notice it.

The shopkeeper at the inn counter actually hooked up a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

......

The end of a bustling street.

A large courtyard is located in it, this courtyard is carved beams and painted buildings, jade tiles.

At first glance, it is the mansion of a family.

Bai Shan and Wang Mu walked into the courtyard.

"Squeak~"

The vermilion lacquer door was slowly closed.

Entering the courtyard, Wang Mu suddenly turned around and turned his back to Baishan.

Seeing that Wang Mu was suddenly silent, Bai Shan asked with a little expectation.

"Brother Wang, where is the travelogue?"

As long as you can get a hint of useful clues this time.

I won't be like a headless fly anymore.

He was looking forward to the travelogue.

But Wang Mu's reaction was beyond his expectations.

"Travelogue, what travelogue, who are you, why are you in my house?"

Wang Mu turned around with a confused expression, as if a stranger had come to the house.

"Someone, someone's breaking into a house. He shouted.

Immediately after, five middle-aged men suddenly sprang out of the courtyard.

These five people have different costumes, tall figures, and they all have god cultivation up and down their bodies!

Bai Shan was shocked: he had been deceived!

Isn't this scene just a fairy jump without beauty?

The Otherworld is also in this way now?

Did you travel back in time?

For a while, Bai Shan's brain was in a trance.

The strange expression of the gatekeeper suddenly appeared in front of him.

After the trance, Bai Shan's heart suddenly changed.

I was completely tricked by the gang in front of me.

This gang is simply a well-organized fraud gang.

The gang's eyeliner is all over the city, from the gatekeepers to the restaurant shopkeepers.

As soon as you encounter someone who can threaten the fraud, you will act immediately.

In other words, from the time he learned the identity of the outsiders in Baishan, the plan had already started quietly.

Thinking about these clearly, he couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Compared with the earthlings, they are also human beings, mobile phones have not been invented, productivity has not been improved, and this trick of deception and robbery is strikingly similar.

In fact, this is also to blame Baishan's weak consciousness.

From Wang Mu's dress to the exquisite mansion in front of him.

Everything has clearly been carefully designed.

Baishan's attention was all drawn by the travelogue.

coupled with Wang Mu's very realistic acting skills.

It's hard for him not to be deceived.

Looking at Wang Mu with a serious face in front of him, Bai Shan came back to his senses and asked with a smile.

"What do you want? spirit stone, or magic weapon?"

"As long as I have it, I will definitely give it. ”

When Wang Mu heard this, he was silent for a moment, looked up and down at Baishan, and said, "One hundred thousand spirit stones, five top-grade spirit treasures." ”

"Okay, I'll take it. ”

Bai Shan said, and actually took out five top-grade spiritual treasures from the ring.

"There are too many spirit stones, you can't put them here, you can designate a place. ”

Seeing Bai Shan take out the best spiritual treasure like a toy, Wang Mu and the other five gods changed their faces.

"It's going to be less! This kid is so rich, there must be something more powerful!" said the god messenger closest to Wang Mu.

"That's enough, let's accept it this time, I don't think this kid is simple. ”

Wang Mu transmitted the sound to the gods beside him, and then reached out to hold the spiritual treasure that lived in the air.

He saw that his right hand was about to touch the hilt of the sword.

"Wait!" Bai Shan suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong?"

When Wang Mu heard this, he really had to stop what he was doing.

It's not that he deliberately cooperates, but he is afraid that this sword is poisonous.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. ”

"If you take the spiritual treasure, there will be only one way to 'die' for a while. ”

Bai Shan said, still with a faint smile on his face.

After that, Wang Mu fell silent.

The Avatar monk who had just been closest to him burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha. ”

"Boy, do you know what you just said?"

"I don't think you're very old, but your tone is not small. ”

"The five of us join forces, and the cultivators will hide when they see it!"

"Wang Mu, are you afraid??"

As he spoke, he reached out and touched the sword.

But he only touched the surface of the hilt.

"Ahh

Terrible shouts resounded throughout the mansion.

I saw that the right hand of the avatar who touched the long sword had been cut off by Qi Wrist.

Blood spurted out of its arteries like a column.

Seeing this, Wang Mu hurriedly helped him to stop the bleeding and feed him the pill.

At this time, although Wang Mu and the other four avatar gods were not injured, fine cold sweat oozed from their foreheads.

Bai Shan's attack that cut off his right hand just now, they didn't even see it clearly!

I thought that Baishan was just a cultivation in the early stage of the transformation of gods.

But with just that trick just now, they can be sure that Baishan has at least the peak cultivation of the gods, and even the cultivation of the void is possible.

They secretly glanced at each other, and their eyes showed regret.

This time, the immortal jumped to the wrong target!

"You still have a chance!"

Seeing that Wang Mu and the others were healing the god, Bai Shan suddenly said.

"He just touched the sword, you might be able to take it. ”

"emm, otherwise, let's change the way we play. ”

"Don't you want this spiritual treasure, and if any of you can take a sword from me, I will give it to whomever I want. ”

"How's it going? ”

Bai Shan was still laughing, but in the eyes of Wang Mu and others, this smile was very terrifying.

"Brother Bai, this time it's a misunderstanding, we don't dare to ask for this spiritual treasure. ”

"My brother has broken his hand, and you are also relieved, and please raise your noble hand with Brother Bai. ”

Wang Mu was pleading, but his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

Obviously, there is still a reliance behind him.

Come to think of it, this gang of liars can secretly entrap so many people, and there must be at least a cultivator behind them.

When Bai Shan heard this, he sneered.

If he left now, the gang would definitely give themselves a return gun.

"I was forcibly brought by you, and now you let me come, let me go. ”

"Am I your father? ”

"Is that good? It's not good. Bai Shan smiled and said to Wang Mu.

"You ......" Wang Mu's face sank, and he took out a strange piece of wood from the ring.

The aura was infused into it, and a strange ripple slowly emanated from it.

Looking at this posture, Wang Mu must be shaking people.

And it must be a cultivator who is shaking!

Bai Shan sneered in his heart.

He waited for a long time, just waiting for Wang Mu to shake people!

Although Baishan only has the cultivation of the peak of the gods.

But in terms of aura, he is no longer inferior to ordinary god-transforming monks.

In terms of artistic conception, although he is not as profound as the cultivator, he still has the strength to fight.

Not to mention, he also comprehended several sword intents at the same time.

Under normal circumstances, ordinary monks only study one artistic conception in their lives.

Thanks to the existence of modifiers, Bai Shan can effortlessly comprehend a variety of artistic conceptions at the same time.

Pick and choose to refine the void, there is still a head.