This unexpected episode did not delay Meng Zhou too much.

The sun had just arrived in mid-heaven, and the time was just past noon.

Meng Zhou stood on top of a peak and looked around.

In the distance, the fog is heavy.

The deep dark outlines of the rolling mountains are only faintly visible, and the occasional roar or two of beasts can be heard.

The undulating mountains, even the lowest, were higher than the peaks on which they stood.

An abundant stream of water rushes out from the gap between the peaks, forming seven independent and connected huge waterfalls, which fall into a deep pool with a drop of nearly a kilometer.

The loud roar of thunder, continuous, never ended, made Meng Zhou, who was thousands of meters away, feel that the mountain peaks under his feet seemed to be shaken.

The white mist of water droplets smashed by the huge waterfall filled the side of the deep pool near the peaks, and the flowing water in the pool diverged from the left and right peaks at the foot of Meng Zhou, forming two rivers that rushed away in both directions.

Seeing such a special terrain and landform, Meng Zhou knew that he had found the right place.

I have lived in Nuanyun Valley for nearly three months, and although I spend most of my time in retreat, I don't really have no ears to what is going on outside the window.

When diagnosing and treating patients, every time he went to the bazaar or chatted with Chu Zheng's master and apprentice, Meng Zhou would consciously collect and improve all kinds of common sense.

Because of this reason, although he didn't stay in Warm Cloud Valley for too long, his understanding of the surroundings inside and outside Warm Cloud Valley was no worse than that of a monk who had lived there for a long time.

The Warm Cloud Valley is sandwiched between two mountains, and in the depths of the two mountains, there is a large area of wild and ignorant and inaccessible land, because its large area is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and only one or two hours around noon every day Some of the peripheral areas have a better view, this area is called the Cloud Mountains.

There are a large number of demon beasts infested, and there are often teams of monks from Warm Cloud Valley who come here to hunt.

After everyone's long-term exploration, more than a dozen roads into the mountain have been explored, each leading to a different area, and the types and strengths of demon beasts are different.

And the "passage into the mountain" in front of Meng Zhou, since it was explored, almost no one chose to take this road.

First of all, this "road" is too difficult to walk, even for Qi cultivators, it is not an easy task to climb against the rushing waterfall and surpass the smooth cliffs with a drop of nearly 1,000 meters into the Cloud Mist Mountain Range.

Moreover, among the mountains above this waterfall, there are many bear-like demon beasts, and their strength is either in the middle of the first order or in the late first order.

They usually compete with each other, but once a cultivator breaks in, they will throw away all their reason and rush up.

These things have great strength, are not afraid of death, have strong defense, and have a thick amount of blood, even if they are in the middle of the first order, it is difficult to kill them immediately.

Then, a steady stream of bear-like monsters can tear the intruder to shreds.

Everyone came to the Cloud Mountains to hunt for resources, not to play with their lives. Because of this characteristic, this road is naturally labeled as "no traffic".

But for Meng Zhou, there is no better passage into the mountain than here.

Meng Zhou looked up at the sky, it was already past noon at this time, and he had missed the best time to enter the mountain today.

What's more, when he first arrived, he also had to make some arrangements for his life in the next period of time.

Thinking of this, he tiptoed a little, and his figure floated.

A parabola was drawn through the air, like a boulder thrown far away, towards a deep pool with a drop of more than a kilometer and violent fluctuations.

Just when his feet just touched the surface of the water and the whole person was about to smash into the water, the pool of water that his feet touched suddenly became like a sponge, quickly dissolving the force of his fall and spreading violently to all sides.

It can be seen that with the surface of the water on his feet as the center, the violent ripples spread to all directions, and his body fluctuates violently with the water surface, but there is no tendency to sink at all.

Standing on the water with his feet on the water, he experienced the wonderful feeling of being one with the waters around him, this long-lost experience made Meng Zhou can't help but curl the corners of his mouth and smile.

Soon, as if he had a pulley or some other hidden power device under his feet, he stood on the water without moving his feet, but his body was already moving quickly on the surface of the water, and soon disappeared into the misty area.

What's worse is that the "listening and positioning" who has been "hanging up" and practicing his ear power will present the muffled thunderous noises that are close at hand in his mind more clearly and three-dimensionally, as if those thunders sounded from the bottom of his heart.

The environment in front of him was not a good experience for him, who had extremely keen five senses.

But Meng Zhou did not stop the "on-hook training" of the three martial arts because of this.

Although his overly sensitive five senses sometimes turned into a problem, he relied on them more.

It was precisely because of this that he discovered the abnormality early and prepared in advance, so that he could easily crack the ambush of Zheng Sheng and others, and calmly complete the counter-killing.

The waterfall is not a complete unit, but is made up of seven streams of water.

In some places, two or even three waterfalls are stacked on top of each other, creating an even greater power.

In some places, there were breaches again, and only the continuous flow of water fell from above, as if a complete curtain had been lifted through a few cracks.

Meng Zhou found such a gap between the curtains of the waterfall, passed through it, and came to the steep cliff.

Meng Zhou looked left and right, and then walked to the left for a distance, avoiding the gap in the waterfall curtain, with a steep cliff behind him and a year-round waterfall in front of him.

In addition to the slightly dim vision and the loud noise, if you were an ordinary person, you would probably lose your ears immediately.

Even the moisture is not as much as outside, and it is even slightly dry.

"This is it."

Meng Zhou's indescribable satisfaction with such an environment is not only hidden, but also has a unique interest in this world that only he understands.

After making up his mind, Meng Zhou immediately took action.

He held the best magic sword in his hand, and the two high-grade flying swords swam around him like swimming fish.

He stood on the water, and the two flying swords flew out first, cutting horizontal and vertical lines on the steep cliff wall.

Then, with the sound of gentle rubbing, one by one mana hands exerted force from the direction of the mountain, pushing stones one or two meters long and wide and one or two meters high into the deep pool.

Soon, a passage appeared on the solid rock cliff, and Meng Zhou, who was standing on the waterhole with his feet, was already standing on the passage, and as the huge boulders were pushed out and smashed into the pool, his speed was also pushing deeper little by little.

The passage expands into a larger interior space.

About an hour later, a huge stone chamber space with a length of nearly ten meters and a width of more than three meters was opened, and a stone table and stone bench were also cut.

An oil lamp was nailed to the corners of the four walls of the stone room, and after it was lit, the stone room was as bright as day.

In the depths, there is also a stone retreat room with a length of about two meters.

Meng Zhou tried to leave enough air holes to place a huge and heavy stone gate on both the waterfront pool and the stone chamber side of the passage.

Then put a third door at the door of the ashram, and the loud noise like thunder outside was basically cut off.

After the acceptance was completed, Meng Zhou pointed to the best magic sword, drew a few strokes at the entrance of the passage, and three words that only he understood appeared on the stone wall at the entrance of the passage.

Water Curtain Cave.

After staring at these three words for a while, Meng Zhou smiled.

After a while, he swung his sword again, wiping the traces of these three words clean.

……

Although he had delayed a lot of time today, and he had no time to practice the Cangxiong Horizontal Cultivation Method, he didn't plan to delay the other tasks a little.

Meng Zhou first completed the cultivation task of the Hundred Methods of Knotting, and seeing that there was still plenty of time, he turned out the "Red Bear Iron Body Method" that Yan Xiong gave him for the second time.

Originally, before he officially cultivated the Horizontal Cultivation Method, relying on his superb vision in the martial arts alone, he had already judged the origin of the Red Bear Iron Body Method and the Blue Bear Horizontal Cultivation Method, and got some inspiration from it.

Now, his mastery of the Cangxiong Horizontal Cultivation Method has advanced to the master level, and he is only one step away from the grandmaster.

Looking at this improved exercise by Yan Xiong, Meng Zhou saw it more thoroughly, and he could restore Yan Xiong's thoughts when he created the exercises.

He also found a lot of problems that he hadn't paid attention to before, or didn't think was a problem.

This gave him more inspiration and inspiration, and he also knew how to avoid repeating his mistakes, so that he could know how to avoid pitfalls and do the best he could when he tried to create his own exercises for the first time.

(End of chapter)