In Shenxiu Mountain, the snow is shrouded, the dark fragrance floats, Aomei opens alone, only a wall away, and the smoke-filled room is very different from the scene in Shenxiu Mountain.

Inside the room, it was as warm as spring, without a trace of severe cold.

Mr. Zhang Tai was smiling and silent, the young man obviously had his own thoughts about Senior Brother Kunlun's questioning.

Placing Uncle Kunlun at the top of the star list doesn't feel like it's a matter of inconsideration for him.

Whether it is the young fish in the Mochi Garden, the Xiaopeng King in the White Emperor City, or the Xiao Qi Immortal in the Immortal Residence, in his opinion Mr. Zhangtai, he can't match the little uncle of Kunlun.

"Uncle Kunlun is the descendant of Zhao Fang's lineage, and he is also the inheritor of the Taibai Sword Star, just like this, Uncle Kunlun is enough to rank first in the star list. Mr. Zhangtai said softly.

Wu Yu's face was a little calm and said: "The background of other people is also extraordinary, among the mountains and rivers, there are many people who have reached the Immortal Realm at his age, and they are only one step away from the Jindan Holy Realm. ”

There is no shortage of geniuses in the mountains and rivers, and there are countless people who are amazing.

Since this is the case, how can Chen San He De have a place at the top of the list?

Mr. Zhang Tai glanced at Wu Yu, raised his hand and drank the tea in front of him and said, "There is one thing that Mr. Zhang Tai probably forgot." ”

Mr. Zhang Tai drank the tea, got up and looked in the direction of the back mountain and said: "Mr. Zhao Fang seemed to mention Uncle Kunlun in the proverbs he left when the deadline was coming. ”

When Wu Yu heard this, his eyelids lifted, Zhao Fang's proverbs are not a secret thing in the mountains and rivers.

Red Lotus scorching the world, the sword points to the gate of heaven, this proverb is criticized by Uncle Kunlun, after this proverb came out of Zhao Fang's mouth, it has not been realized.

The powerful Taoist practitioners in the mountains and rivers deduced what this proverb meant, but they found nothing, they couldn't see anything.

This proverb of Zhao Fang is like a mystery.

However, even so, Uncle Kunlun still condensed all the eyes in the mountains and rivers.

No one would ignore Zhao Zong's proverbs, and almost all of the proverbs given by the most powerful Taoist in the world have come true.

For a long time in the past, Wei Heng was the little uncle of Kunlun, but now Wei Heng is dead, at the foot of Kunlun Mountain a year ago.

Now Uncle Kunlun is the boy who lives in the Dengshan Mountain.

"As long as there is Mr. Zhao Zong's motto, even if he is an ordinary ordinary boy, he is still qualified to be at the top of the star list. The young Mr. Zhangtai, with a smile on his face, his eyes staring at the Shenxiu Mountain, Aomei, who exuded a dark fragrance alone, said softly.

Wu Yu lost his voice, there was no word in the dense room, and after a long time, Wu Yu's voice came out.

"What is Mr. Zhangtai's purpose?"

Mr. Zhang Tai turned to look at Wu Yu and said, "I want to know Mr. Zhao Zong, when the deadline comes, the proverbs left behind will be realized." ”

"Whether or not the Proverbs can be fulfilled seems to have nothing to do with the top of the stars. Wu Yu said.

As he said, if you don't have the strength to match and stand in a high position, then you will only fall more painfully.

Chen San doesn't have the strength to sit at the top of the list, at least not for now, not to mention the three mentioned by Mr. Zhang Tai before, that is, the strongest descendants of those holy mountains in this mountain and river can make the young man of the Lantern Mountain unattainable.

According to Wu Yu's understanding, among the holy mountains, the weakest of the strongest descendants had already reached the level of 100-foot overhaul.

And the young man who picked up the lamp mountain, after a year of cultivation, is still in the morning, his body is like a huge black hole, the massive resources are not filled, and the cultivation process is slow.

Mr. Zhangtai smiled silently, opened the door, and the cold air outside invaded.

In the blue sky, a bird with a colorful crown on its head came from the sky, swept past the pine needle trees covered with ice slag, lifted the snow on the ground, and landed on Mr. Zhangtai's shoulder with a clear whistle.

"The heavy pear bird, the most beautiful bird in the mountains and rivers, yearns for freedom all his life, has never been raised, and I can't imagine that Tianji Pavilion can raise heavy pears. Wu Yu had a hint of surprise in his tone.

Mr. Zhang Tai raised his head, looked at the heavy pear bird that flew out again, and said, "From today onwards, the top of the star list is Uncle Kunlun." ”

In the room, Wu Yu and the Divine Stick did not speak, this is the will of Mr. Zhangtai of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, within the mountains and rivers, his status is the same as that of the heaven in the Divine City, and no one will easily disobey Mr. Zhangtai's will.

Mr. Zhang Tai arched his hand and said: "The top of the star list has been established, and after chattering for a long time, it's time to leave." ”

After saying that, Mr. Zhangtai turned around and walked out of the room.

There are ethereal tunes coming from the sky in Shenxiu Mountain, and Mr. Zhangtai, who is walking in Shenxiu Mountain, stops his steps and looks puzzled.

This ethereal tune, compared to the musicians in the Divine City, is not very beautiful, however, it has a special artistic conception, at least in his opinion, this piece is not difficult to listen to, and there is still something to listen to carefully.

Mr. Zhangtai turned his head and saw a young man dressed in gray on a mountain peak, and Qingyue's melodious song came from the young man's body.

Mr. Zhangtai looked at the young man with a smile, and the young man seemed to have noticed Mr. Zhangtai, and beckoned from a long distance.

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After finishing a song, the young man on the mountain subconsciously glanced in the direction of Kunlun Mountain.

For a year, there had been a voice in his head that had lured him to the back mountain, and that voice haunted him like a nightmare.

This nightmare-like voice was extremely restrained by the boy on the mountain of picking, and the boy felt that this was a Pandora's box, and once he went to the back mountain, something would be opened.

However, today, the boy on the mountain of Picklamp decided to face the nightmare head-on, and the best way to defeat the nightmare is not to avoid it, but to face it head-on.

He took a deep breath, with determination in his eyes, and glanced in the direction of the mountain behind him, as if he had made a decision in an instant, when the cold air he inhaled into his lungs was transformed into hot air and was exhaled, turning into a white mist.

The boy on the mountain moved, and he began to leave the mountain and walk towards the back mountain.

The wind began to blow in Kunlun Mountain, and the cold wind drove the snowflakes to fall, and the fine snow was silent, but it indicated that Kunlun began to snow again.

With the sound of 'Peng', the umbrella sword behind the young man walking towards the back mountain was stretched out, and the size of the space of an umbrella isolated the fine snow.

However, the sound of the wind and snow gradually appeared, indicating that this fine snow was about to evolve into a blizzard, and under the blizzard, it was not conducive to walking in Kunlun, and Chen San's heart began to retreat, wanting to go back.

Kunlun Houshan has always been where it will not disappear easily, go to Houshan, and stay until the wind and snow stop.

The boy turned around and prepared to walk back, there was still a period of time before the blizzard came, and during this time, he could completely return to Picklamp Mountain and successfully avoid the blizzard.

However, the wine gourd on the young man's waist was trembling violently, and a strong will was driving the young man to Kunlun Back Mountain.

"What the hell is there. Chen San muttered in his heart.

The wine gourd has an extraordinary origin, it is an immortal weapon, and the last time the wine gourd had an abnormality, it was when I met Jiang Shuyao, the girl who was full of divine substance.

The boy looked up at the sky in Kunlun, the fine snow had begun to get heavier, and a blizzard was coming.

After pondering for a while, Chen San raised his feet and continued to walk towards the back mountain.

The cry was loud, and a large cloud layer in the sky of Kunlun was overwhelming, connecting with the earth, like an annihilating scene, but in an instant, the blizzard fell sharply.

Kunlun back mountain is rugged, two cliffs around it tower, only one line is left in the cliff, look at it from afar, the terrain of the back mountain is a line of sky.

At this time, the blizzard fell suddenly, and the road to the back mountain became even more difficult.

Fortunately, the blizzard had just started, and the resistance to move forward was not too great, and the lucky boy arrived safely in the back mountain.

The wind in the mountains agitated, blowing the big wind on the young man's body, and the wind brought from the first line of heaven was still not small, but compared to the Kunlun Mountains, it was a lot smaller, at least in the back mountains, it was enough to resist the blizzard in the mountains.

The edict of Kunlun ancestor Yuan Tiantuo hung in the sky, looking at this edict, Chen San trembled and stretched out his hand, hovering an inch from the edict.

"Kunlun Houshan is the forbidden land of your Kunlun Mountain, and the edict left by the ancestors of Kunlun is not small. There was a voice in the sky, the wind was very loud, and the human voice became smaller, but it still reached Chen San's ears.

The hovering hand instantly rested on the umbrella sword, and the young man's eyes cautiously surveyed the surroundings.

The scope of the first-line heaven here is not large, and he can not be detected by his perception, which shows that the people who appear here in the first-line sky are extraordinary.

The young man's eyes looked around, but there was no one else except for the wind whistling in the sky.

"We've seen it before, so there's no need to be nervous. The voice came out again in the sky, and the teenager with a high concentration finally found the source of the sound.

As far as the eye could see, I saw a young man lying on the ground, unable to move.

"I think you are Uncle Kunlun. Mr. Zhang Tai looked at the young man with an embarrassed expression.

Mr. Zhangtai, who was about to leave Kunlun, finally chose to return in order to avoid the wind and snow, and it happened that he came to the front line of Kunlun Mountain, but he accidentally fell, resulting in a sprained calf.

Kunlun is a great snowstorm, as an ordinary Mr. Zhangtai, this is also a blessing.

It's just that the calf was injured and he couldn't move, Kunlun Houshan was originally a forbidden place in Kunlun, and few people came and went, so he was thinking, and when the wind and snow stopped, Mr. Zhangtai suddenly saw Chen San.

Chen San, who put away the umbrella sword, glanced at the calf of the young man lying on the ground.

"Your leg is just a slight sprain. Chen San pinched the sprained calf with his hand and said, "Hold back." ”