Chu Fan reined in the big green horse and turned his head to look to the right.

The water of Yunxi flows here, it has become deeper and wider, and there is no road on the other side.

A blue-gray cliff wall is dotted with yellow, yellow, white and white flowers, and decaying vines and moss are like spots on a tablecloth. Branches hung down from the top of the cliff, and thin trees struggled to poke out of the cracks.

On the cliff face emerged a figure wearing armor and riding a horse and holding a spear.

Damn, it's so good, it's really evil!

Chu Dashen was startled.

On closer inspection, it seems that the humanoid form is due to the light and dark distribution of the rock, and the so-called horse is actually a bulge, while the gun is simpler, and it is clearly a projection of a hanging branch above.

Chu Fan smiled dumbly, shook his head, and felt that he was really a bit of a rumor, and the grass and trees were all soldiers.

After urging the horse to walk a dozen steps, the strange feeling that hovered in his heart still did not subside. Chu Fan stopped again and looked at the cliff.

On the cliff wall, the posture of the knight in armor changed, and the spear was raised diagonally.

Hehe, it should be that the observation angle has changed, and the figure seen has also changed.

No, no matter how much the erected gun changes, it can't become an almost horizontal diagonal lift, which is strange.

Strangely, when he stared at the part, he could always find out the cause of the shadow. As long as you close your eyes and recall the whole, what comes to mind is the image of a knight.

Chu Fan quickly constructed a three-dimensional map in his mind and looked to the left.

In the innermost part of this col, there is a steep mountain six or seven hundred meters away. The spear is pointing at the middle and upper part of the mountain.

Coincidence, right?

A cloud drifted by, and the sky was overcast.

The sunlight disappeared, and the cliff wall suddenly reverted to ordinary rocks, where there was a pattern.

Chu Fan thought for a moment, looked at the sky again, felt that it was still early, turned his horse's head and entered the mountain pass.

Three minutes later, he came to the bottom of a cliff.

Unexpectedly, there is still a family here.

Several houses are joined together to form a horseshoe shape. The hall in the middle and the east and west wings are made of brick and stone, covered with gray tiles. The side houses on both sides are thatched roofs, earthen wall foundations, and mud paste bamboo walls. The yard was unfenced, and a stone mill sat in the hallway under the eaves, covered with dull moss and mildew.

It's so quiet that you can't hear the birds.

It's ghostly.

The cliff is just over 100 meters high and extremely steep. The cliff face goes straight up and down, making it almost impossible to climb.

Chu Fan found a small tree to tie the big green horse, and deliberately put the long reins so that it could gnaw on the little grass and wild vegetables left in the field.

He turned to the back of the house, went around a small mound, and looked up.

A tree at the top of the cliff was struck by lightning, and its branches were charred black.

The position pointed by the strange shadow spear was more than thirty meters away from the top of the cliff, and the cliff wall was slightly concave. A rock protrudes from the diagonal thorn in front of it, like a screen.

There doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary.

Chu Fan closed his eyes, abandoned distractions, and concentrated on his senses.

The mind seems to be pricked by the tip of a needle, very light and light, the pain produced is extremely subtle, a little sweet, comfortable, refreshing, endless aftertaste, easy to slip away without noticing.

What a sharp edge!

What a wacky temptation!

It can have an impact from such a long distance, is it sword qi, murderous aura?

No wonder you can't see the birds.

Sure enough, there was something on it.

Chu Fan climbed towards the cliff.

The almost vertical cliff wall, covered with slippery moss, was a piece of cake for Chu Fan. Step on the gap with your feet and grasp the protrusions of the stone ridges with your hands. There is really no place for force, and the five fingers are firmly inserted into the rock like a steel drill.

After climbing thirty meters, Chu Fan's heart sank.

Five small pits appeared on the top of his head, apparently nailed out by five fingers.

He put his finger in it and compared, hehe, one size smaller.

It shows that many years ago, a man taller than him climbed this cliff in the same way.

With the "foundation" laid by the predecessors, it is much easier to get up again.

A minute later, Chu Fan climbed to the back of the protruding rock and saw a crack in the cliff wall that was more than half a meter wide and more than two meters high.

The crack was hollow inward, and there was a rock in front of it, which could not be seen from the top down or from the ground. The vines and weeds around the entrance of the cave are dense, and it is covered with snow in spring and summer, and snow in winter, so it is difficult to spot even if you stand close. Luckily, it's autumn and there's no need to bother looking.

The sting in my mind became clearer and clearer, like a mosquito bite, tempting people to want to slap it and tickle it happily. The feeling of hunger and thirst also arises, as if the hungry Hanako smelled the aroma of the food, and the Gobi walkers who had been thirsty for several days saw the clear spring.

Chu Fan suppressed his inner impulse, walked to the entrance of the cave, and was not in a hurry to enter.

After listening for a while, and then flicking his tongue in his mouth to make a "click" sound, according to the echo, it was determined that the passage in front of him was three meters, and inside was a rectangular confined space of about 20 square meters, with no signs of life.

He clenched his fists on guard, bent slightly and slowly drilled in, letting his eyes adjust to the darkness first.

There was a glimmer of light ahead, white and bright.

After passing the passage, Chu Fan quickly ducked to the side to let the light at the entrance of the cave leak in.

I saw a huge skeleton standing in the center of the cave, in the form of a fist and roaring in the sky.

Tsk, buddy, you're such a cow! After dying for so many years, you refuse to fall, and you stand up to a beautiful skeletal specimen, almost catching up with the poplar trees in the desert. Standing for a thousand years without dying, a thousand years after death, and immortal after a thousand years.

Chu Fan gave a thumbs up.

Looking at the ground again, there was a sheathed waist knife, rotten and mildewed pieces of cloth, and unkempt hair. As for the messy scattered bones of limbs, they must have been left by poor insects torn apart by giants.

The giant turned his back to the entrance of the cave, and Chu Fan cautiously walked around to him, gasping, knowing how this person who was as powerful as a god died.

A small sword the size of a pencil knife was nailed into the seal hall point on his forehead, revealing only a small hilt.

Chu Fan hurriedly turned around and saw a skeleton with no limbs and a collapsed chest embedded in the stone wall.

Obediently, the poor worm is not pitiful, it is extremely powerful. When her limbs are torn off and her chest is collapsed with a punch, she can still command a flying sword to kill.

However, perhaps the giant did not die immediately after being hit by the sword, and fought back frantically, and finally everyone died together.

In any case, it was a very tragic and thrilling battle.

The cracked stones, the collapsed cave walls are proof of this.

Chu Fan's eyes stared at the hilt of the giant's forehead, and the sharp aura came from it. If an ordinary person is here, I am afraid that he will faint long ago and even become an idiot.

Hehe, the giant's opponent is probably a legendary immortal master, Jian Xiu.

This is a legendary flying sword.

But instead of immediately drawing his sword, he picked up his waist knife on the ground. The knife was drawn out of its sheath, the chill was cold, and the white light was dazzling, and even the dark cave was a little brighter.

Good knife!Chu Fan exclaimed.

Return the knife into the sheath, rub the lines on the scabbard, and walk to the hole to look at the light.

The sheath is inlaid with turquoise, gold and silver, the ornamentation is simple, and the seal script is Yangwen: Yum.

Hahaha, it turned out that I found you. Chu Dashen laughed.

The owner of the knife is called Meng Dai, who is the general of the Li Kingdom, the third peerless general in the bronze fetal realm, and the enemy of ten thousand people in the world.

Twenty years ago, the war entered its third year, Li Guo counterattacked, captured Yunxi Town, and Ji Guo occupied the entrance and exit of Yunxi Yuan to confront each other.

The Meng Dynasty led 10,000 troops and camped ten miles downstream of Yunxi Bridge.

According to the book, the camp was bombed in the middle of the night, and nearly half of the stampedes were killed or injured, and the reason is unknown.

Three hundred and sixty soldiers of the Meng Dynasty died on the bank of the Shili River, and his own war horse armor and big knife were left in the mountains and forests, but people were nowhere to be found, and they carried the treasure knife with a name "Baisheng" at that time.

Finally seeing the knife and bones of the Meng Dynasty, Chu Fan was completely able to make up what the situation was in the first place.

Immortal masters can assist in wars, such as creating a cloud or something, but they can't directly participate in battles and attack mortals. Even when the national teacher is broken, the opponent is not the opponent's soldiers, but the opponent's national teacher.

Estimate that this should be the case.

In the middle of the night, the immortal master of Ji Guo broke into the camp alone.

There have been many shady things like this that can't be put on the table, and no one has done it less, which is not unusual.

After killing and wounding thousands of people, the immortal master was bitten to death by the soldiers led by Meng Dai. This guy was really strong, and he killed the three hundred and sixty masters he was tracking one by one, and at the end of the crossbow, he fled into the cliff cave.

Meng Dai is estimated to be mad, where is he willing to let go. The reason for abandoning the war horse and armor and abandoning the broadsword is very simple, in the face of an extremely terrible opponent, the burden on the body will affect flexibility. In the mountains with complex terrain, horses may not be faster than their bodies.

Ji Guo lost a powerful sword cultivator, but in fact, he suffered a loss, and he couldn't turn the tide of the battle. It was just that the Meng army, which was preparing to charge the battle, was severely damaged, and the time for Li Guo to seize Yunxikou was delayed.

Maybe their purpose was to delay time, but they didn't expect the immortal master to be killed by a sea of people. Maybe it was a trap set by the other party, who knows!

This battle is also a bit strange, both Li Guo and Ji Guo deliberately put the main force into the narrow Yunxi Yuan decisive battle, which is not quite in line with common sense. The overlapping armies were tugging back and forth, no wonder Ma Gui said that it was a bloody mill.

Looking back at the skeleton of the Meng Dynasty looking up to the sky and roaring, Chu Fan was full of respect for the courage of this peerless general.

A mortal actually chasing an immortal master is more admirable than a mouse chasing a cat and biting it.

After all, no cat dared to break into the nest of tens of thousands of rats, and that immortal master was simply a fierce tiger. According to this calculation, dozens of immortal masters can destroy a country. The horror is so terrifying that it is no wonder that it is customary not to participate in battles and forbid to attack mortals. The national teacher above the immortal master is obedient and unimaginable.

Chu Fan felt that when he encountered such an existence, it was better to take thirty-six plans.

The Meng Dynasty dragged each other to the funeral with thousands of soldiers and their own lives, which was a heroic act, but it was not advisable.

Chu Fan put down the knife and returned to the skeleton of the Meng Dynasty and easily pulled out the small sword. For a moment, the finger felt like an electric shock, and then like a wasp sting. But endure it, and it's over.

As the little sword was pulled out, Meng Dai's head hung down, as if he had been looking up for so many years, and finally tired.

Chu Fan took the small sword to the entrance of the cave to take a closer look at the light, and saw that the sword body was only the length of his middle finger, bright as a mirror, and the light flowed, stabbing his eyes painfully.

The tingling sensation in my head intensified, and it was still within a bearable range.

The temptation is getting stronger......