"Senior Brother Sun, what's the matter? Are you also interested in my apprentice? ”

Just as the white-bearded old man was about to make a move on Mu Fan, Wu Jianzi's smiling voice came from not far away.

He had just seen how Mu Fan easily defeated the disciple of the white-bearded old man, and he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

For so many years, Hanging Sword Mountain has always been the bottom of the "Immortal Summit Martial Arts", and every time he participates in the martial arts, he is ridiculed by people pointing at his backbone.

This time, it was hard to meet a genius like Mu Fan who was willing to fight in place of Hanging Sword Mountain, and it was his turn to raise his eyebrows.

The white-bearded old man's name is Sun Changqing, the sevenfold realm of the Xuanwu Realm, and he is also the same junior disciple of Wu Jianzi.

Seeing that Wu Jianzi, who had always been teased and ridiculed by him, was so proud, Sun Changqing's face suddenly became unpleasant.

It's just that in front of Wu Jianzi, he can't afford to be a bully junior, so he temporarily put away his thoughts about dealing with Mu Fan.

The cold eyes glanced at Mu Fan for a moment, and Sun Changqing said with a sneer: "I haven't seen you for so many years, Senior Brother Wu still can't change the mistake of being clever." ”

"My own sect established a sect with the way of the sword, but the disciple who went out to fight was a body cultivator, and the sword behind him was used as a decoration, right?"

Sun Changqing was not convinced that his apprentice was defeated by Mu Fan, and deliberately said that Wu Jianzi and Mu Fan were playing tricks.

Everyone knows that Wu Jianzi specializes in swordsmanship, and disciples should also be practicing swordsmanship, but an unexpected body cultivation suddenly appeared.

Isn't this just playing tricks and deliberately letting others misjudge the situation so that they can be unprepared?

Although you can win the competition by doing this, even if you win, you will be despised and despised.

Wu Jianzi and Mu Fan glanced at each other when they heard this, and contemptuous ridicule came from both of their mouths.

Wu Jianzi had a smug and sarcastic expression on the corner of his mouth, and said smugly: "Senior Brother Sun, your apprentice has no ability to force my disciple to use the sword, obviously it is you, the master, who has no way to teach. Why are you meddling in your business, and whether my apprentice uses a sword or not? ”

"I see that these crooked melons and cracked dates you brought, even if they go together, they are not qualified to let my apprentice play the sword."

Wu Jianzi knew that Mu Fan was powerful, so he was not afraid to give Mu Fan hatred at all.

He only cares about dressing up in front of his senior brothers, and as for how Mu Fan deals with the trouble he causes, this is not his concern at all.

After all, Mu Fan also told him before he came, and he didn't have to worry about the competition.

Sun Changqing looked at Wu Jianzi with a smug face, and gritted his teeth in anger.

But for the sake of the overall situation, he could only hold back his anger and shouted coldly: "Hmph, while the Immortal Summit Martial Arts has not started yet, you can be proud!" When the contest starts, I'll make you never laugh again! ”

After saying that, he turned around and led his disciples into the distance.

As soon as he walked a few steps, he heard Wu Jianzi say behind him: "When the competition starts, your apprentice can fight more and less openly, right?" ”

"Huh! I'll put my words here, even if all your apprentices go together, my disciples are not afraid! If you don't believe it, we'll see! ”

His words made Sun Changqing tremble slightly, and he felt several strange glances towards him.

He knew that it would only be embarrassing to stay here, so he didn't dare to fight back at all, and lowered his head and led his disciples to walk quickly into the distance.

Wu Jianzi, who had calculated a bad breath, was in a good mood, patted Mu Fan's shoulder and said with a smile: "I said brother, your skills are really powerful, the people in the Xuanwu Realm have been beaten by you three times and two times and have no power to fight back, this time Xianfeng Wu, you are going to make a fortune." ”

Mu Fan squinted at him and chuckled: "Obviously it's to help you earn face, why do you say I'm going to get rich?" ”

Wu Jianzi smiled, and handed a clearly marked map to Mu Fan as if to invite merit: "You can see for yourself, this year is within the 'Holy City Immortal Peak', the season of the harvest of the elixir and spiritual grass, and some of the materials you want are marked on the map." ”

"To put it bluntly, this meeting is to see who reaches the deepest Holy City Immortal Peak first, and in addition to the threat of competitors and the test set by Immortal Peak along the way, the most valuable thing is that the treasures along the way will be collected by you."

"This time, in addition to the mature elixir spirit grass, I heard that Xianfeng has also put a lot of rare bloodline spirit beasts, and their blood and inner pill are rare treasures."

"However, let's speak first, you help me earn face, and all the treasures collected will be yours. I, Wu Jianzi, are talkative, no matter what rare treasures you get, I won't ask, you can keep it yourself. ”

Mu Fan saw that this unreliable guy actually knew to get him a map when he signed up, and this guy had a little conscience.

After looking at it a few times, Mu Fan put the map in his pocket and asked, "You don't have to worry about anything else, you just say when will the Immortal Summit Martial Arts start?" ”

Wu Jianzi shook his head and said: "The specific time is not clear, but it should be soon, as long as you hear three bells, the grand event of the Immortal Summit will officially begin." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the melodious sound of bells in the misty mountains.

The bell sounded like an invisible thug, and everywhere it passed, the clouds and mist were all set aside, and the fog carved a narrow road into the mountains.

Wu Jianzi was shocked, patted his chest and sighed: "It's so dangerous, fortunately we came in time, otherwise we would almost not be able to catch up with this Immortal Summit Martial Arts." ”

"Brother Mufan, whether the elder brother can raise his eyebrows or not depends on you, brother."

Wu Jianzi looked at Mu Fan's eyes with a serious face, and only after solemnly entrusting him did he step aside and watch Mu Fan walk quickly into the divided passage.

Mu Fan walked in the passage divided by the bells, the more he walked, the more blurred his vision became, although his footsteps were down-to-earth on the ground, the surrounding scenery did change like a mirror.

As soon as he took a dozen steps, the object in front of him suddenly changed.

Two towering mountain walls suddenly appeared on either side, and in the direction of him and in the direction of him, there was only a narrow passage for only one person to pass through.

Mu Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said secretly: "The Holy City Immortal Peak does have something, even if it is only at the level of the Xuanwu Realm, but their martial arts level is far beyond the Nether Realm, and they can actually use the sound of bells to match the terrain to form a short-range teleportation array. ”

"With such a level of martial arts, there must be no doubt that this place should be a holy domain."

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Mu Fan's heart moved, remembered the information he had just seen on the map, and muttered: "The two peaks are sandwiched, the road is cramped, and this place should be the 'Infernal Narrow Road'." ”

"The map marks that this place is rich in 'rock mushrooms', which can be used as auxiliary materials for refining the best Xuandan."

"Think about it, if these stone mushrooms ......"

Just as Mu Fan was thinking, a black shadow quietly appeared behind him, silently approaching him......