One hundred and fifty-two, the black knight
It was already bright, and the warm sunlight shone on the slightly tender faces of the three of them, washing away the tired faces, and although they slept heavily that night, this little rest time was far from enough for them.
The air on the mountain is fresh and refreshing, mixed with a hint of chill, and has the charm of early winter.
It was noon at the foot of the mountain, the scorching sun was shining on the head, the autumn tiger was making its last struggle, passing through a forest, a pool of clear spring came into view, and the sound of gurgling water lingered in the mountain.
The three of them washed off the dirt on their bodies, frolicked and played in the pool, and enjoyed this rare coolness, and the sun was gradually turning west.
At dusk, Xia Yulong and the others came to the foot of Hump Mountain.
Hump Mountain is named because of the oval shape of the summit and the single peak towering high among the mountains.
There are a few faint mist on the top of Hump Mountain, which is not as beautiful as fairyland, but it also has a unique flavor.
Lan Xin pointed ahead and said with a smile: "Brother, do you see, does it look like the top of Lingshan?" ”
Xia Yulong stared for a moment and replied: "Well, the outline is very similar, but the seven-star divine tree is missing, Grandpa Yao often said that this finger Dufeng is the place where the Dao Immortal Family is quiet and self-cultivation, and it is the closest place to the immortals." ”
One finger is proud of the sky
It's all in the misty
Where is the yang realm not dangerous peaks
Why do immortals have to love ninefold......
Zhang Xian stared at the top of Hump Mountain and read out this poem, with a faint sadness on her face, "One night in the summer of the year before last, Grandpa Half-Immortal and Grandpa Jien discussed the Tao together, and Grandpa Half-Immortal made this poem when he arose, Grandpa has been pursuing the way of cultivating immortals all his life, but after all, he is still bound by the world. ”
This poem reveals Yao Banxian's tireless persistence and helplessness in pursuing Yuhua Dengxian, Banxian is not a real immortal after all, he had to make this poem to comfort himself in his twilight years, quite a taste of not being able to eat grapes and saying that grapes are sour, he often said to Jien, if it weren't for the Qiankun faction based on the rivers and lakes, he would have lived in seclusion long ago.
In fact, in the heart of every practitioner lives in the best place to cultivate immortals, in the early years, Yao Banxian traveled all over the world, read countless mountains and rivers, he believes that the best place to cultivate immortals is the single peak that towers into the clouds.
In the trade-off between the road of cultivating immortals and the rights and wrongs of the rivers and lakes, Yao Banxian was also very confused, he wanted to take care of both, but it was impossible to have both fish and bear's paws.
Yao Banxian has a lot of problems, and his thoughts are more complicated, he can't be completely free and easy and his ears are pure, and he can't completely give up and leave behind the right and wrong and grievances in the rivers and lakes, which is doomed to his tragedy in the world......
Yao Banxian is no longer alive, so the narration of him will come to an end.
Sunset stretched the shadows of Xia Yulong and the three of them longer and longer, and when the three of them were worried about where to rest, Da Tianer suddenly burst out of the dense forest in front of them, whining and howling towards Xia Yulong and them.
Immediately behind Da Tian Er was a hundred blue-black jade swords suspended in mid-air, the tips of which were as dense as rain, and the rustle of piercing the dense leaves broke the tranquility of the valley, making people shudder to watch.
"Xin'er, Xian'er, you go back ...... quickly"
As he spoke, Xia Yulong had already pulled out the shovel on his waist, and in a hurry, he suddenly felt that there was infinite explosive power in his body, and he was overjoyed in his heart, the long-lost internal force was back, it could be that the Immortal Book gave him great power.
"Whirring ......"
Xia Yulong brandished a shovel and plunged headlong into the rain of blue-black jade swords in front of him.
As Xia Yulong's internal force was continuously forced out, the light and shadow of the shovel were scorching, giving rise to invisible dark waves, and the jade sword chapter at the front was disturbed, and collided violently with the jade sword surging up from behind, making a crackling chaotic sound.
Looking at Xia Yulong's extremely agile body, Lan Xin and Zhang Xian were secretly surprised, their brother's internal strength and skill have made a qualitative breakthrough, and they are no longer the "waste materials" of the past, and the two of them also thought of the strange book of cultivating immortals at the same time, and their faces were filled with imperceptible joy.
Suddenly, all the jade swords disembodied and disappeared without a trace, and the depths of the dense forest fell into a deathly silence again.
The three of them were surprised, and they all wondered in their hearts where they had encountered the artifact, why it suddenly appeared and why it suddenly disappeared?
At this time, the sunset and cool breeze under the Hump Mountain are beautiful, and the beautiful scenery seems to be charming, but there is a murderous intention everywhere.
Xia Yulong used his Heavenly Eye to look around, only to see the figure in the dense forest in front of him flickering, and a dense rain of swords shot out from the forest again, and each jade sword emitted a buzzing sound of demonic sky.
"Wait until I sweep away you flying insects!"
Xia Yulong's sweeping moves were displayed without reservation, and the shovel turned into a fiery red color, which was endlessly transformed in his hands, overlapping and flashing with the blue-black sword light, and the crisp sound was endless.
After fighting for a while, Xia Yulong was heavily wrapped in the black jade sword, and the shovel in his hand bloomed in all directions, repelling wave after wave of attacks by the black jade sword.
Suddenly, all the jade swords suddenly hovered in mid-air, and the sound of the buzzing demonic sky became louder and louder, as if it was gathering greater magical power.
Xia Yulong had a splitting headache, only felt entangled in magic, and couldn't move, when he snorted, he propped up the ground with a shovel, half-knelt down, and shouted towards the forest: "Where are you sacred, can you show up and see ......?"
As he spoke, Xia Yulong vomited blood from his mouth and almost fainted, if he didn't cheer up in time, when the jade sword fired a volley, his body would definitely be poked into a sieve.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Lan Xin and Zhang Xian were very anxious, they wanted to use their respective housekeeping skills to relieve Xia Yulong, but the two of them were also disturbed by the sound of the demonic sky, only to see them paralyzed to the ground, their souls leaping in their bodies, trying to break free from the shackles of the spiritual root.
Xia Yulong's eyes were foggy, and he knelt on the ground and fell into a magical dream, he was entangled in a magic spell and lost his way in the vast universe.
Da Tianer stepped forward and howled towards the forest......
Listening to the wolf's howl, Xia Yulong suddenly raised his head, only to see his cheeks crimson, his eyes wide open, and he cleanly waved his shovel and flew away into the sky.
The hundreds of blue-black jade swords followed, gradually merging into one, converging into a huge Demon Sky Sword, the tip of which reached Xia Yulong's chest.
Xia Yulong let out a roar, and the dark blue waves swept out from his chest in circles, and with a boom, the sword of the demon sky exploded from the middle, and the fragments of the stars transformed into blue-black jade swords and shot towards the dense forest.
"Ah......h
Xia Yu's dragon brain melon seeds buzzed, and he fell from the air in a daze.
"Brother be careful......"
"Oops! It hurts ......."
"Ahh My brother is too heavy! ”
Lan Xin and Zhang Xian rushed forward to pick up Xia Yulong, and the two of them were pressed down heavily, unable to breathe, their stomachs gurgling, and they almost didn't break their farts.
Datenji snorted and roared slowly towards the forest, its hair standing on end, ready for battle.
Xia Yulong sat up and shouted, "Second brother, come back quickly, these people are so evil......
As he spoke, a large group of people poured out of the forest, this was the black knight led by Amari, as mentioned earlier, they had passed through the Gate of the Demon Sky and came from the distant Demon Cloud Constellation.
Xia Yulong and the three of them looked at this team of people with a surprised expression, seeing that there were only about a hundred of them, and all of them were short in stature, the fear of the three of them was greatly reduced.
Da Tianer retreated to Xia Yulong's side, and it glared at Amari, who was full of thick beards, and let out a few roars with grinning teeth.
"You evil wolf who doesn't know what to do, look at how I clean you up!" Amai Jiang raised the blue-black jade sword in his hand and pointed directly at Da Tianer.
The dark wave of magic overflowed from the tip of the sword, and Da Tianer fell to the ground in response, foaming at the mouth and lying on the grass and humming, his expression was very painful, and his whole body was constantly twitching.
Xia Yulong was shocked and angry, looked at Amarijiang and asked, "What did you do to Da Tianer?" ”
Amarijiang snorted coldly, inserted the blue-black jade sword into his waist, jumped off the horse, and slowly walked to Xia Yulong, his height was only to Xia Yulong's shoulders, but his skeleton was huge, he looked strong and powerful, and Yanran was a short and strong man.
Two attendants followed in a hurry, and they lined up and stood behind Amari......
Zhang Xian pulled out his sword and shouted: "Where did you come from, the dwarf country, quickly lift the spell on Da Tianer's body, otherwise I will be ruthless under the sword!" ”
"What! Dwarves? How dare you say that we are dwarfs! Amaijiang pouted and raised his head and glared at Zhang Xian, "Well, yes, if I look at you at the same level, it will be very rude, your two little steamed buns ......"
"Shame on you!" Zhang Xian interrupted Amaijiang's words, she thought that this person had a scruffy beard, the same face as the beard, and was a disgusting scoundrel.
An entourage crossed his hands on his hips, looked at Zhang Xian's chest and smiled, and said: "Where is our general shameless, in our Demon Cloud Constellation, the little steamed bun is a woman's...... Chest ......"