As he spoke, there was a loud noise in the sky, like the movement of a mountain collapsing.

Everyone hurriedly took a closer look.

In the distance, a small mountain peak was slashed off by a sword, revealing a bare rock.

At this time, the old man with the tooth and the crazy sword stood facing each other.

The long sword of the fool is stretched out, and the tip of the sword is facing forward.

The old man pointed his right index finger at the tip of the long sword.

The two men kept this action and did not move.

After a few seconds, the tip of the sword that the old man had pointed with his fingertips made a buzzing sound, and at the same time, the sword body also trembled violently a few times.

The infatuated sword sighed, put away the sword and stood.

The old man smiled and withdrew his finger.

"Damn, Lao Tzu's sword boss wants to salute you, how can you fight this fight? Lose, don't fight!" Crazy Sword let out a depressed cry and fell back to the ground first.

Cheng Wen looked at the crazy sword with some surprise, and then looked at the old man who also fell back to the ground.

"What do you see, you know what you think in your heart, isn't it strange that I would admit defeat so easily and not fight to the death?"

"Don't even point your sword at yourself, and hit a fart!"

The old man with open teeth said: "Actually, your sword intent is very good, but if you want to control the movement of the sword too much, you lose your agility." ”

Crazy Jian was stunned, standing there in a daze, repeating the old man's words in his mouth.

Cheng Wen saw that his junior brother was sick again, so he didn't care about him anymore and dragged the old man and the others back to the living room.

After everyone sat down, Cheng Wen hugged his fists at the old man and smiled: "It is worthy of being an innate sword spirit, and it is really admirable that he easily defeated my junior brother with the cultivation of the Lingzhou realm!"

The old man smiled humbly: "The old man is a little tricky, if your junior brother didn't use a sword, I wouldn't be able to defeat him so easily!"

Cheng Wen laughed and said: "Crazy sword obsession with the sword, defeat by the sword, it is fate!"

The old man smiled, diverted the topic and asked, "You have been talking about the bird's tail, I don't know if there is any progress in this matter?"

Cheng Wen nodded and said, "There is no need to hide this, because everyone who will come here soon knows about it." A hundred miles to the west, there is a mountain peak called Baojian Peak, and some people are sure that the Ice Heart Bird should hide there. ”

The old man asked suspiciously, "Since you already know your whereabouts, why don't you capture them immediately!"

Cheng Wen explained with a smile: "That Sword Peak is the most mysterious one among the peaks of the 810-mile South Mountain. This peak is shrouded in strange fog all year round, and phantom clouds are shrouded. These strange fogs can make people lose their minds, and even the great monks dare not enter easily. There are only a few special times a year when the clouds clear and reveal its true face. So, even if you know that the ice-hearted finch is hiding here, you can only wait!"

The old man sighed and asked, "How long will it take to reach the time when you can enter the mountain?"

Cheng Wen stretched out three fingers and said, "In three days, you can enter the mountain." ”

The old man looked at Lu Jian and said, "Shall we join in the fun?"

Lu Jian smiled: "Grandpa, it's good that you decide!"

Seeing that the old man was a little hesitant, Cheng Wen persuaded: "This kind of opportunity, everyone wants to get it." However, everyone is not sure that they will be able to get it, so Jimingshan will not hesitate to announce the news to the world. We cultivators value the word fate the most! Since we have come here at this time, all of you have a fate to do with this matter!"

The old man was still a little hesitant, because he knew that Lu Jian had been in the cave for too long, and he was a little worried about what had happened during the time he was not there.

Seeing this, Cheng Wen continued: "There is another reason, because there are more people who come to the mountain this time, after all, my junior brother and I are a little thin, if we can get the old-timers to join, we will grasp it more!"

Seeing that the other party was sincere, Lu Jian did not hide his thoughts, so he also said to the old man: "Grandpa, since you are here, let's have a long experience!"

The old man said slowly: "Okay, then let's take a look, if it feels too dangerous or almost impossible, we will leave immediately!"

Cheng Wen was also very happy to see that the old man agreed to come down.

At this time, the idiot suddenly rushed into the house and said excitedly to the old man: "I understand, I understand!"

Looking at him dancing, the old man laughed and said, "It's not stupid!"

On that day, the four of them lived in this crown.

The three people in this Taoist temple have their own preferences for land pressure.

The crazy sword was very respectful to the old man with open teeth, and from time to time he would come to the old man for advice.

During this period, Cheng Wen really couldn't look at it, and said: "You are also a strong person in the Spirit Kingdom, can you have a face, don't go over to annoy people for everything?"

Crazy Jian rolled his eyes and said, "What is face?"

The angry Cheng Wen didn't care about him anymore.

Cheng Wen seems to be very interested in Xiao Huang, and often looks for Xiao Huang to drink, and the two talk about speculation.

Xiao Daotong only focused on looking at Xiao Bai of the same age, but unfortunately, Xiao Bai never gave him a good face.

Only the land pressure was ignored, and it was also clean.

Rising early in the morning on this day is the day when you can enter the Sword Peak.

The Taoist temple and the two were ready.

invited the four of Lu Jian to go together, leaving only Xiaodao Tong to look after the house.

The dragon follows the clouds, the tiger follows the wind, and Xiao Huang Xiaobai can actually fly by himself.

However, Lu Jian considered that these two people were riding the wind and clouds, which was too eye-catching. He didn't want to reveal the identities of the two.

So he and the old man each took one person and walked with a sword.

This hundred miles of land, for the people who control the sword, should be there soon.

However, above the peaks of this Nanshan Mountain, the climate is extremely special, with thick clouds and cold fog, and the vision is very poor.

Even if Lu Pressure has an extremely strong divine sense, he can't explore far away.

Therefore, the speed of the crowd is slower.

In the middle of this, Cheng Wen also took the opportunity to talk about the precautions to Lu Press.

Soon, they were flying over a mountain range.

The aerial scene here is different from other places in that the higher concentration of clouds lock the entire mountain range.

Moreover, there are bursts of peculiar smells.

Cheng Wen waved his hand and asked everyone not to fly forward again.

Lu Jian kept scanning with his divine sense, but he couldn't see much distance at all.

The crowd descended slowly.

When he was about to reach the ground, Lu Jian was taken aback.

I saw a large open ground, densely packed with people.

There are thousands of people.

They either stand in groups or alone.

All of them are cultivators, and besides, the realm is not low.

This dense fog is indeed not very, a little farther away, and it is impossible to find that so many monks have gathered here.

The whole thing is like a city wall made of clouds and mist.

The appearance behind the city walls is not clear at all.

A few people found a slightly open place and landed.

In the surrounding crowd, there were people constantly talking in whispers.

It seems that there are well-informed people spreading the news.

Cheng Wen searched left and right, and then found a few acquaintances and talked to each other.

Lu Quan was trying to listen around to see if there was any new news.

He suddenly felt some abnormal reactions from Xiao Huang and Xiao Bai around him.

He turned his face to look at the two of them.

found that Xiao Huang's face was even yellower, while Xiao Bai was also pale.

Lu Jian had never seen this kind of expression on their faces, especially Xiaobai, who was a terrible person!

Lu Jian hurriedly asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you two?"

Xiao Huang said uneasily: "Danger, I feel a danger!"

Lu Jian looked at Xiaobai suspiciously, and asked, "Xiaobai, do you also feel the danger?"

Xiaobai shook his head and said, "To be precise, it's disgust!"

Lu Jian frowned and said, "What is in it that makes you feel this kind of emotion?"

Xiao Bai shook his little head like a rattle and said, "I don't know, but, this kind of touch from the bloodline of the race must be an ancient divine beast!"

Lu Jian nodded, turning his head to look at the old man with open teeth.

The old man looked at Lu Jian and smiled: "It's okay, behind every danger, there is a kind of opportunity!

When Lu Jian saw the old man's calm expression, he also relaxed.

It's nice to have grandpa by your side!

At the same time as the four of them whispered to each other, the wall of clouds and mist, which seemed to exist as if it was standing up to the sky, began to change.

The thick clouds began to fade and spread out in a curl.

It's like thick ink dripping into the water and spreading out in all directions.

When the clouds and mist completely dispersed, Lu Jian finally saw the appearance of this mysterious mountain.

The majestic snow-capped mountains reach into the sky.

A world of vast snow, a world with no boundaries in sight!

As soon as the wall of clouds and mist dispersed, some people couldn't wait to set off.

Gradually, the dense crowd began to move towards the sinking place of the snowy mountain.

At this time, Cheng Wen and Crazy Jian came over with two people who were also dressed as Taoist priests.

"These are my two friends, Self-Cultivation Daoist Friends, Spiritual Cultivation Daoists!"

The two Daoists who looked almost identical nodded coldly at the old man and did not speak.

"This is the Sword Spirit senior, and the others are his friends!" Cheng Wen introduced the old man to the two Taoists.

The two Taoists were okay with the old man, but when they saw Lu Pressure and the three of them, they looked disgusted.

"These three little ghosts are also going with us?" said coldly at the same time.

Two people speak at the same time, emphasizing, the language is exactly the same, as if one person is speaking.

Cheng Wen smiled: "These are all my guests, and this is also a chance!"

The two Taoists snorted coldly at the same time and stopped talking.

As soon as Xiaobai's eyebrows stood up, he was about to turn his face.

Lu Jian hurriedly pressed her little head with his hand and said with a smile: "What are we doing here?"

The little white head flicked and dodged Lu Pressure's hand, but he didn't say anything more.

Cheng Wen smiled lightly and walked forward with the two Taoists.

Crazy Sword and the old man followed behind them.

Lu Jian followed with Xiao Huang and Xiaobai.

None of them had swords, probably trying to look carefully for the traces of their prey.

The area was so large that even though there were thousands of people on the patrol, it gradually turned into small black dots as soon as they parted.

After walking for a while, there was a strong wind, and powdery snow was flying all over the sky.

From a distance, the towering snow-capped mountain looks like a 10,000-year-old beast.