"Where did you get the message from the portal?"

The little white turtle was extremely cunning, and Mu Qing didn't dare to believe what it said.

"You don't care about this, anyway, the turtle master won't lie to you, because the turtle master also wants to find the immortal tree!"

When the little white turtle said this, he looked at Mu Qing as if pleading: "Big brother, we are friends in the same camp now, can you release the little brother?"

This thing looked at the table full of spirit fruits, and his saliva was already flowing out.

"It's impossible to let you go, stay honest!"

After Mu Qing enlarged and strengthened the field where the little white turtle was trapped, he casually threw it on the table, and then threw a few spirit fruits into it.

This little thing is too cunning, and the grudge with the big black dog is too deep, and Mu Qing is also worried that it will be bad to let it out now.

"Boss, are you going to keep this little Wang Ba as a pet?"

Xiao Budian jumped in front of the little white turtle, and his paws kept kicking the ball of light around.

"Little mouse, you humiliate the turtle master so much, wait for the turtle master to go out and ask you to look good!"

The little white turtle kept sliding its limbs, looking at Xiao Budian angrily.

"Master dog, it said it wanted you to look good!"

Xiao Budian directly kicked the ball of light to the big black dog.

The big black dog threw it to the blue scale eagle again, and the guys actually played turtle ball here.

"Xi'er, I'll go out!"

Mu Qing smiled at Lin Xi, the light wings behind him flashed, and he rushed out of the Spirit Peak.

Lin Xi looked at Mu Qing's distant back, thoughtful, and couldn't help but look at the blue scale carving and said, "Xiaobi, take me to Xiu'er!"

"Yes, sister-in-law!"

The blue scale carving immediately spread its wings and took off.

Lin Xi jumped up, and the little fox turned into a flash of lightning and rushed to her shoulder.

......

Mu Qing's wings flickered, looking at the busy figures on the towering mountains below, he couldn't help but sigh: "Taiping Tianfu is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, it's only been a day, and so many people have come!"

Thinking of this, Mu Qing couldn't help but look at the Taiping Bang.

Sure enough, as he expected, the top of the list had changed hands and was removed by a person named King Kong, and he, Qu Huan, and Xiang Kui were all demoted by one place.

"King Kong, where is this sacred, can he kill the formation spirit of the third layer of the Seven Realms?"

Mu Qing was shocked.

"Amitabha!"

When Mu Qing was puzzled, a Buddha horn suddenly exploded in his ears.

When he looked up, he saw a large, glittering golden handprint struck at him.

"Huh?"

Mu Qing didn't expect that he would be attacked for no reason, and he couldn't help but be angry, and immediately mobilized his demonic qi and condensed his palm.

"Biluo Huangquan Palm!"

As Mu Qing drank heavily, a huge energy palm as black as ink met the golden handprint.

Rumble!

The two palms collided, and a huge wave of energy was immediately set off.

Mu Qing took eight steps back in succession, but a young monk walked out on the opposite side.

This person has a handsome face and a healthy body, if he is still vulgar, he must be a beautiful man with a peerless appearance.

"Why did the monk sneak up on me?" Mu Qing said directly at the monk.

"Little monk King Kong, when he first entered Tianfu, he heard about the name of the donor, and he came to ask for advice!" King Kong Gujing replied with a flat look at Mu Qing.

Looking at his calm appearance, you can't imagine that the ruthless person who suddenly killed just now was him.

"The ancients were honest and didn't deceive me, and sure enough, people didn't talk much!" Mu Qing gritted his teeth and said.

"Donor's praise, this fight is the little monk lost!"

To Mu Qing's surprise, King Kong obviously had the upper hand, and he actually said that he had lost.

"Monk, what do you mean by that?"

This time it was Mu Qing's turn to be confused.

"The little monk's cultivation is higher than the donor's, or the body cultivation of the ancient law, and the donor is good at dragon hunting, the little monk attacks the other's weaknesses with his own strengths, and he can't win a move, he has already lost!"

After King Kong finished speaking, without waiting for Mu Qing to reply, he had already stepped away.

"What a strange monk!"

Mu Qing smiled, although this monk attacked him, he didn't have murderous intentions, and he didn't bother to care.

Sou!

Mu Qing flapped his wings violently and rushed towards the highest peak in the center of Taiping Mountain.

On the top of Lingfeng, Mr. Chunda stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Mr. Big, Ziyu disciple Mu Qing is asking to see you outside the mountain!"

A boy appeared beyond the cliff and saluted respectfully Mr. Chaochunda.

"This troublemaker, after all, can't be quiet, let him come up!" Mr. Chunda smiled.

"Yes!"

Not long after, Mu Qing, who was like a curious baby, followed the boy to the top of the cliff.

For some reason, looking at Mr. Chunda's back, Mu Qing actually had a feeling of having an epiphany.

"How come, Mo Crow is a Nine Realms Great Cultivator, I don't even feel this way about him!" Mu Qing said curiously in his heart.

"Hey, what a daze!"

The boy saw Mu Qing stunned there, and couldn't help but remind him.

"Disciple Mu Qing, meet the mansion master!"

Mu Qing came to his senses and immediately saluted.

"Good boy, I found it!"

Mr. Chunda turned around, sat cross-legged at a stone table, beckoned to Mu Qing, and motioned for him to sit together, looking at the boy dumbfounded.

Such an honor is not enjoyed by the three elders of Taiping Heavenly Mansion!

Mu Qing was stunned, how could he think so much, he was not polite at all, and sat directly opposite Mr. Chunda.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

Mr. Chunda asked while skillfully brewing tea.

"The disciple wants to inquire about the inverted hanging mountain!"

Before such a big shot, Mu Qing knew that it was better to be straightforward.

He had a feeling that this Mr. Chunda was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Maybe many years ago, he was indeed similar to the left path of Heavenly Demon Mountain, but Mu Qing was sure that the current left path was not worthy of lifting his shoes.

"Although the inverted hanging mountain is not a big secret, very few people know about it, why are you asking about this?"

Mr. Chunda looked at the troublemaker in front of him with a puzzled expression.

"The mansion master laughed, such a spectacle, it can be called the first in the mainland, since you are lucky enough to come to the holy mountain, who doesn't want to go to see one or two!" Mu Qing touched the back of his head and said.

"The inverted hanging mountain runs through the two worlds, the mountain is full of weirdness, all those who go up the mountain will be contaminated with ominous, and finally either become a monster, or die unexpectedly, as early as tens of thousands of years ago, it has been listed as a forbidden place by the temple, no one is allowed to approach, I advise you not to fight any crooked ideas as well!"

Mr. Chunda glanced at Mu Qing seriously, trying to see something in his eyes, but what he saw was only a layer of fog.

"Don't worry, the disciple has his own measure, when the disciple saw the master of the mansion just now, he actually had a sense of epiphany, can the master of the mansion solve the doubts for the disciple?"

Mu Qing didn't want to ask too much about the inverted hanging mountain, so he avoided extraneous branches, so he quickly diverted the topic.

But he didn't know that his casual words scared Mr. Chunda, just because Mr. Chunda was an innate Dao body.

But this secret was only known to him and a few other people, even the other three elders of the Drunken Immortal Mansion were not known, and it was impossible for Mu Qing to compliment him with this.

And there are only two people who can capture Dao Yun from his body so far, but they are all old monsters who have cultivated for endless years.

Mu Qing, a young man in his early twenties, although he has a rich background and combat power, he has not yet stepped into the Middle Five Realms, how did he capture the Dao rhyme on him?

"Tell me about it!"

Mr. Chunda looked at Mu Qing with a serious face.