When evening came, Pang Yuexiang led Erbao and a hundred strong guards, still drove the carriage, pulled 200 large baskets, and prepared a long flat burden equivalent to the amount of people, and set off from the robbery field along the wide bead street to the east and rushed to the lonely mountain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This time, they did not copy the route of the previous time, nor did they set foot on the Xiaoyao Road as soon as they left Guyuan City, but chose the folk crooked path between the Xiaoyao Road and the Road of Life and Death, which is located between the wild villages and the road of life and death, to stop and go, and to wear and wrap around, just to no longer be obstructed by Zhao Shujie halfway, and not to let the boss of Xiaoyao Village meet the boss who is considered to have lost the owner of the village and severely punish Yong Er and Cai Si, and even "deal with beasts", which is very troublesome. Because of this, although everyone was in the same hurry as Pang Yuexiang, they still arrived at the Sanssouci River in the afternoon of the next day.

Looking at the smoky river in front of him, Pang Yuexiang recalled all kinds of pictures of the last river crossing and decided to learn a lesson.

He quietly and carefully dismounted, looked around the vast flat land in front of the Sanssouci River, and found that everything was normal, so he tiptoed to a stop near the yellow-green bright stone, looked up at a series of undulating, verdant and secluded strange mountains for a moment, and soon salivated, and couldn't help but wave his hand to the guards carrying the flat burden behind him, and led everyone to use the Crossing Divine Skill to suddenly pass through the dense mountains on the other side of the river.

Although they all felt a strong mist when they passed over the Sanssouci River, and they all felt that the surface of the river was much wider and deeper than what they saw, because no one bent down to draw water from the river at the moment they stopped at the river, so they were not noticed by Sanssouci now.

Pang Yuexiang's traversing divine skill was indeed not in vain, and he had already crossed the Sanssouci River without much effort! As soon as he climbed the small gentle mountain area on the other side of the river, he couldn't wait to continue to climb upward. When he burrowed into the silver forest of natural silver-white trunks in the slightly higher mountains, he looked down and found the so-called forgetful grass:

Heart-shaped green blades of grass sprout from blood-red branches, finger high.

Pang Yuexiang was anxious to pull out a tree and take a look again, the roots of the forgetful grass were also blood-red. Next, he carefully pulled out another grass, pinched it with his left hand, and held the other with his right hand, beckoning Erbao to come to him.

"Are you still sad about the dead big tiger and big bull?"

Pang Yuexiang asked.

At this time, Erbao understood what the city lord meant, and slowly took the forgetful grass he was holding in his left hand and holding in his right hand, thinking about the big tiger and the big cow with his heart, and quickly chewed the grass in his mouth, swallowed it, and gently closed his eyes.

When Erbao opened his eyes again, the city lord pinched it in his left hand, and in his right hand he was already holding the two broken hairs on his own head representing the big tiger and the big bull.

"City Lord, why is your long hair broken?

While asking worriedly, Erbao reminded Pang Yuexiang.

"What about the big tiger and the big cow?"

Pang Yuexiang asked directly.

Unexpectedly, Erbao hurriedly turned his head to the nearby mountains and forests to find and answer:

"I didn't see a tiger or a cow here in the space just now!

After shouting with great interest, Erbao ran away happily, looking around, and the sadness on his face just now was swept away.

"That's it! You can forget your feelings! Pick it for me right away, hurry up!"

Pang Yuexiang was immediately overjoyed, and excitedly ordered while bending over and picking out another grass for the people to see.

Immediately, a hundred busy figures were scattered in the mountains here, and two large baskets were placed next to each person, picking in unison.

Erbao shook his round head and looked at the place, and looked at the place when he saw it, and for a while he brushed aside the leaves of the silver wood tree, and for a while climbed to the top of the extremely high mountain and then turned down, gradually slowing down his steps, slowing down, and then moving forward with a trembling and trembling, and began to be afraid in his heart:

"I'm lucky to find a cow, but if I really lure the tiger out, I'll die!"

Looking back quickly, he saw that none of the guards had followed, and Erbao was even more timid as a mouse.

When he came to the edge of a somewhat empty dry valley on the low ground in the depths of the lonely mountain, he felt calmer here, and when he glanced at the position of a flat white stone in the dense silver wood forest with natural silver-white trunks on the side, he couldn't help jumping up, and his body quickly took a step back and screamed:

"Oh, how can there be someone here!"

Hands and feet gathered together and trembled for a while, and found that Daejeon, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the flat round stone, did not react, Erbao blinked a few times, his eyes gradually became bolder, and he approached the "flat seat stone" with small steps and stopped in front of Daejeon.

"He was dressed in a yellow and white wide robe, his eyes were closed peacefully, and his back was straight!"

Erbao carefully circled around Daejeon and slowly looked at it,

He stretched his left hand flat in front of his belly, palm facing the sky. His right thumb and index finger clenched a bright bead, and the other three fingers flicked in front of him. The beads stand upright in the left palm and close to the top.

His eyebrows are high to the top of his temples, the heavens are full, the earth is round, and his ears are taller than the Buddha and the gods.

His long black hair was swirled backwards on the left and right sides of his head to form a large 'deep vortex', and some of the hair on the top of the vortex was crossed and stacked on the top of his head, and the high knot hung down on his back and shoulders, and the hair was swirled straight down to the two chests. ”

The more Erbao looked at it, the more strange he felt about "this thing", and when he stopped in front of Daejeon again, he looked down and looked down at the beads that his right hand was pinched tightly and his left hand was holding steadily, and suddenly he found that the beads were taking root at the bottom, sprouting at the top, and the three golden characters on his side instantly scattered dazzling light nearby. And at this moment, the depths of the "big vortex" on both sides of the head of "this thing" began to glow outwards with silvery-white swirls, like two big Milky Way!

"Ah, the lord!

Erbao panicked, turned around and ran back to run away and shouted anxiously,

"Subordinate, subordinate found a living immortal!"

City Lord Pang Yuexiang heard Erbao's shout from afar, and immediately used the Crossing Divine Skill to pierce in front of him.

Erbao looked up and saw the city lord, and took him to the edge of the dry valley with big hands and big feet, and pointed to the great immortal who was facing the valley bank in the depths of the silver wood forest and facing the stone top of the flat white seat in the north.

At this moment, the lonely son of Datian's hand has taken root and sprouted and is slowly growing, which also shows that his lonely immortal art is ascending at a great stage. Because of this, he needed a more stable state of mind to devote himself to cultivation, and he couldn't be disturbed by the outside world.

Pang Yuexiang's long hair dragged around his body, shook his head and approached Datian, and looked up and down, left and right, and stared at his face.

"How do I think I've seen this person?"

After just a few glances, Pang Yuexiang's thoughts suddenly returned to the past, reminiscing.

Slowly, a look of contempt flashed through him, and he looked up and laughed:

"Who am I talking about? It turned out to be the little white face that Li Wenyun showed me!"

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