Xiang Xing and Wang Zhaokai rode six children together and ran in the forest, the speed was not very fast, and they followed the two people from a distance.

Wang Zhaokai sat behind him, his body arched one by one, and Xiang Xingna was upset: "Brother Zhaokai, I'm a man!"

"It's not the mountain man, it's your horse, it doesn't seem to like me!"

Liu'er doesn't like Wang Zhaokai, it doesn't like anyone else. As a horse raised by Murong Qi himself, he is naturally very arrogant. If it weren't for Xiang Xing also on his back, it would definitely take Wang Zhao off.

"Liu'er, don't make trouble!"

On weekdays, Xiang Xing is very good to Liu'er, and Liu'er also listens to him, and after a while, he endures it.

"Why didn't Brother Xiang kill those two thieves?"

"What did the followers do to kill him? Just kill the head!"

The two Taoist priests were very familiar with this place, and with the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, this rush was very fast.

When the sun slowly rose, Xiang Xing and Wang Zhao drove out of the forest, and a large river blocked the way in front of them. The two people are no longer in their eyes.

Wang Zhaokai turned over and dismounted, pointed to the towering cliff and said, "That's where the Regeneration Sect is!"

Looking up, the cliffs stretch up and down the river, and there is no edge in sight at either end. There are many pavilions built on it, half of which are in the middle of the mountain and half of which are jutting out of the cliffs. The pavilions are connected by wooden plank roads between the pavilions. The scene can be described by the word "absolute".

After Xiang Xing dismounted, he patted Liu'er's ass and asked him to go to the forest to play by himself.

"It's really a good place! Brother Zhaokai, how do we go up?" Xiang Xing went up by himself very easily, and there were many Taoist techniques such as Imperial Sword, Jiayun, and Feiteng. Wang Zhaokai only has the innate realm, and he doesn't have these skills.

"Swim over! and jump on the rocks on the cliff wall!"

"Please open my brother!"

Wang Zhaokai glanced at the cliff on the opposite bank, sighed sharply, and jumped up. The jump is at least five or six meters high, with your arms spread out to stabilize your body. When it fell, it crossed half of the river.

His feet touched the river without sinking, and he crossed the river at a trot. When you get close to the cliff, you lift your breath again, and you make another leap. After scurrying up for seven or eight meters, Shuanghou grabbed a stone crack and hung steadily on the cliff wall.

"Good skills!" Xiang Xing said with sincere admiration.

Most people in the Innate Realm don't take the time to practice their skills. They are all working hard to polish the physical body in the innate realm, as long as they can meet the foundation building requirements. All living beings are mundane, but whenever there is a path beyond the mundane in front of them, they will rush forward bravely, and where will they care about the less important things on both sides of the road.

The skills cultivated in the innate realm are not on the table in the eyes of Taoist cultivators, and they all think that they are gadgets, just practicing and playing.

Xiang Xing took out the thin sword again, and he didn't see how he moved, his body flew up naturally, and slowly floated towards the opposite bank.

"Brother Xiang is not only skilled, but this method of resisting the wind is even more wonderful. The mountain people are an eye-opener. The vast mountain man Wang Zhao cast envious eyes. When the temple was broken, Xiang Xing's few strokes were enough to prove that he was a Taoist cultivator, and he was much more clever than Wang Zhaokai.

"Brother Kai's words are serious. The so-called black cat and white cat, the one who can catch the mouse is a good cat. Our goal is to cross the river and go up the cliff. The end is achieved, and the means are secondary. Xiang Xing hung beside Wang Zhaokai and said.

Wang Zhao smiled noncommittally. Feet on the cliff wall, all four limbs at the same time, landing on a protruding cliff rock in the upper left. Holding back his strength, he jumped towards another cliff in the upper right.

Xiang Xingfeng floated lightly, maintaining the same upward speed as him.

After jumping more than ten times, the two finally entered a pavilion.

Taking advantage of Wang Zhaokai's time to breathe and rest, Xiang Xing looked at the place where the so-called Regeneration Sect was located.

The pavilion is embedded in the cliff, and the entrances and exits on both sides are connected by plank roads, leading to other pavilions.

The stone walls inside are covered with cliff paintings, and the simple lines reflect the battle scenes of a certain period. It can be vaguely distinguished that it is some mortals, holding spears and sticks, fighting with some demons and monsters.

Xiang Xing only glanced at it a few times, that is, he secretly said: Only sects without ability will preach the so-called "gods and demons" war. Isn't it that my sect is so powerful, and then you come to believe in me and worship me? Hmph! It's so powerful, even the "demons" have done it, what do you want the fruits of the labor of ordinary people? While saying that if you cultivate my Tao, you can not eat or drink, you can make something out of nothing, and you can turn stones into gold. On the other hand, Tian shamelessly accepted the money and goods of the letter. You don't have to eat, you have inexhaustible wealth, what do you need from others? It's just a shame.

It may be that he has been with Murong Qi for too long, and he slowly formed the same thoughts as Murong Qi in his bones. In fact, Murong Qi taught him only four words the most: "people-oriented". All things in heaven and earth, people are the most important, without "people", the existence of the heavens and all worlds would be meaningless.

After about ten minutes, Wang Zhaokai finally rested.

Xiang Xing said: "You've been here before, just lead the way!"

"Good!"

As he spoke, he walked towards the plank path going up.

Xiang Xing walked beside him, and asked again as he walked, "What did you take from them?"

"I don't know what it is. I had nothing to do that day, and I came here with a group of regeneration believers. In the hall in the cliff wall, there was a lot of fun. "Xiang Xing is also his life-saving benefactor, and he killed the fat man, so Wang Zhaokai has nothing to say.

"There is a sarcophagus in the center of the hall, and the Regeneration Sect took a kind of pitch-black iron needle to take the blood of many sects, and I was okay with my skills, and I cleverly dodged it. They took the blood and poured it on the sarcophagus. Immediately afterwards, the chanting of the congregation sounded. The mountain people didn't understand either. After that, the sarcophagus opened automatically, and one by one the messengers actually climbed into the sarcophagus by themselves. When it was my turn, I paid attention, and the moment I climbed the sarcophagus, I felt a bead from inside. Then Brother Xiang should have guessed. In a big battle, I jumped into the river and ran to the ruined temple. ”

Xiang Xing thought for a while and said, "It won't be wrong." The Regeneration Sect should be a corpse refining vein. Regenerate corpses from the flesh and blood of living people. Hehe, the guts are fat enough. ”

"Brother Xiang be careful!" Wang Zhaokai pulled Xiang Xing away, and a willow leaf dart flew out, shooting directly at a Taoist priest in the corner in front of him.

The Taoist priest fell to the ground and died. Wang Zhaokai took out three willow leaf darts from his waist and walked forward cautiously.

"Brother Xiang's first time walking the rivers and lakes, you should be careful when talking on the enemy's territory. ”

"Thank you for the reminder!"

He was originally an old Jianghu, but this Murong Qi was really speechless, and the experience in the rivers and lakes was useless to her. After a long time, Xiang Xing forgot about it.

Turning the corner cautiously, Xiang Xing was attracted by the scenery in front of him.

It turned out that the cliff where the two of them were standing was protruding, and they couldn't tell the difference when they stood on the opposite bank. I can see it when I turn around.

The cliff wall is not a single piece, the middle is cut straight up and down like tofu, and the cut is five or six meters wide, and the passage is made of wooden strips on it.

Leaning out and looking down, the river drains along the incision, and I don't know where it flows.

The point is that on the surface of the incision water, there are countless large and small waterwheels, which are slowly rotating under the drive of the current.

The two stepped onto the incision and walked on. Overhead is a ray of sky, and under your feet is the sound of "booming" flowing water and the sound of waterwheels turning.

On the rock walls on both sides, there are many artificial openings that are either square or round. Looking inside, groups of large and small gears are constantly turning, fast or slow. There were a few Taoists walking back and forth between the gaps to check. After looking at it for a while, Xiang Xing understood: these openings should be used for lighting and ventilation, and the waterwheel is the power source, so ...... What are they doing? So many waterwheels to power them?

The long incision passage was finally completed, and the two of them had never met anyone on the passage except for the Taoist in the cliff, which had to make the two more careful.

In front is a pitch-black passage that extends downward.

Wang Zhaokai stepped on the rocky road, and the willow leaf dart was changed to the other hand, which wiped the sweat off his thigh, and said, "Brother Xiang, be careful." I don't know what's going on. ”

Xiang Xing nodded and motioned for him to go inside.

The passage inside the cliff is wide, and there are night pearls on both sides to illuminate the road. It's just that the further I go in, the sound of "squeaking" turns from my head and feet, and in the walls on both sides, which is very noisy.

"Brother Zhaokai, you stand here and don't move, I'll go to the front and have a look. ”

After entering, Xiang Xing let his mind out, but unfortunately the noisy sound seriously affected the spirituality of his spiritual sense, and he didn't find anything along the way.

It was only then that the spiritual sense was discovered. There were many people walking around and talking in front.

In order to avoid trouble, Xiang Xing walked over alone. Seven or eight Taoists, who are in the innate realm, Xiang Xing passed a fixed spell, and those people all stood in place, motionless.

Beckon, let Wang Zhao drive over.

"Brother Xiang is a good method, is it the technique of acupoints or the immortal family's fixation technique?"

"It's a fixation spell. Would it be nice to have a chance to teach you?"

"Huh...... Not necessarily. I can't cultivate the Dao. ”

"Oh, can't you have qualifications? It's okay, qualifications don't matter. If you want to learn, I have my own Tao to pass on!"

The Dao method that Xiang Xing said was the law of Murong Qi's inner and outer gods of the human race. As long as you are a human being, as long as you have righteousness, you can practice the supreme supernatural powers.

Wang Zhaokai looked at Xiang Xing in disbelief. From an early age, he was told that he could not cultivate. Now, when someone suddenly pops up and tells him that he can practice, how can this not be exciting?

Item...... No...... Master!" he said excitedly that he would kneel down and kowtow.

Xiang Xing held his hands and said, "Hey...... I'm still young, and besides, the Fa is not mine, so I can't be your master. It's better for us to be brothers. ”

"Okay! Brother Xiang. You will be the eternal brother of the mountain people!"