Chapter 102: Why do you have to know each other?

This is a very peculiar person.

I have to say that although it was only a few hours of acquaintance, Su Mu had already left a deep impression in Bilan's eyes.

It's not just because of Su Mu's evil nature and murderous words in front of the Cangsheng Temple, and it's not just because of the weird flying sword that Su Mu covers his feet.

What's more, the elusive feeling on Su Musha's body.

Even, when the three of them were swordsman, if Bi Lan looked elsewhere, he even had a feeling that he would subconsciously ignore Su Musha, and along the way, Bi Lan had the illusion that only two people were flying in the sword.

Moreover, Su Musha's cloudy but vicissitudes of life made Bi Lan feel even more impenetrable.

The partial Su curtain was covered in front of him, and he did not hide the cultivation aura of the peak of the foundation, and for a while, Bi Lan did not dare to make any radical measures, to restrain Su Mu, and even torture him.

The Forest of a Thousand Mountains is vast and boundless, the Cold Mountain is just a frontier land, but the Five Souls Mountain is located in the depths of the Forest of a Thousand Mountains.

After half a day's journey, Su Musha was escorted by the two of them, and the three of them fell into the clouds, and Su Musha also raised his head, looking at the towering Five Soul Mountain, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

The richness of the aura here is not weaker than that of ordinary sects, Su Musha can feel the existence of the formation in the mountain, and constantly absorb the aura scattered between heaven and earth, this is not a source of water, the rich aura contains vitality and vitality, it is unimaginable that in the barren forest of a thousand mountains, there is still a mountain peak dojo, suppressing a dragon vein.

This is an unimaginable power in Su Musha's current realm, no wonder it is rumored that the Five Souls Scattered People have retreated and impacted the realm of transforming gods.

is the only old monster like this, who can move mountains and drive mountains, and detain a dragon vein.

Different from the ordinary scattered cultivation dojo, there is only one or several people practicing in the cold mountain peak, climbing the Five Souls Mountain, Su Musha has always had a trance illusion, this is not a scattered cultivation dojo, but a small sect mountain gate.

There was an endless stream of pedestrians around, although most of them were monks in the Qi refining period, but there were still a few strong aura, showing the identity of Zhuji Zhenren.

Even Su Musha could vaguely feel a few places in the mountain peaks, and even the operation of the aura was a little obscure.

Obviously, what Su Musha saw was only the tip of the iceberg of the Five Souls Mountain, and under the seat of the Five Souls Scattered People, there must be a knot period, or even an old monster in the Yuan Infant Stage as a background.

It's not a sect, but it's better than a sect.

The mountain is extremely high, and to mortals, it is like a moat, but for the real people of Zhuji, it is only a moment's footsteps.

Not long after, Su Mu covered himself from the Dao Palace on the top of the mountain, and after nearly ten years, he saw Xia Yushu who had died in his hands again.

"This is the closed disciple of the master, the little junior disciple of the poor Dao, and the real person of Baihua. ”

In the wide Dao Palace, Bi Lan walked to the side and sat down, and after saying this, he didn't say a word, his empty gaze swirling back and forth between Su Musha and Xia Yushu.

Facing Xia Yushu's scrutinizing gaze, Su Musha also bowed slightly, then raised his head and looked directly at Xia Yushu with a pair of cloudy eyes.

Even Su Musha never thought that the passer-by who had been killed in the Hanging Moon Demon Sect would reappear in front of him with such a face.

Xia Yushu back then, it was just a cultivation during the Qi refining period, and there was an eclectic domineering atmosphere in the breath, and now in front of him, Xia Yushu sitting on the high platform, whether it was the breath of the whole body or the appearance of the voice, gave Su Mu a feminine feeling.

Of course, what is more remarkable is the ghost aura rising around this person.

Even at a certain moment, Su Musha glanced at it, as if what was in front of him was not a monk, but a scroll of Taoist diagrams, with hundreds of flowers on it, and in the depths of the brilliance, there was a faint figure looming.

Ancient Taoism!

Almost in the blink of an eye, many thoughts flowed through Su Musha's heart.

This person was once born in a hundred flowers, and now he has been reincarnated and rebuilt to the realm of foundation building, and he is still called by a hundred flowers.

Su Musha now has the vision of the foundation realm, thinking back to the experience of fighting Xia Yushu at the beginning, and also has a certain guess about his path.

The way of a hundred flowers is similar to Su Musha's "Hundred Ghosts Jinglun", except that the former is to gather a hundred paths, use the flesh as a furnace, and smelt out their own paths;

It's a pity that the inheritance of the hundred flowers back then was lacking, and Xia Yushu did not have the inheritance of the ghost path.

There are a hundred flowers, and it is estimated that this is also Xia Yushu's worship under the Five Souls Scattered People, trying to practice the ghost path of the side door and complete his own Dao map.

If it weren't for this, maybe Xia Yushu would have been promoted to the Dan stage now, instead of forcibly suppressing his own cultivation like now, and at the time of the three breaths, Su Musha had already noticed that Xia Yushu's aura around him had been disordered several times.

"Who are you?"

"The Lord of the Common People's Vision, Yuan Youzi. ”

"Hmph!" Xia Yushu suddenly got up, and slapped his palm on the armrest of the wooden chair, "If there is such a rhetoric, shall I send you to see Hanshanzi?"

"Poor Taoist common name Han Mujie, eighty-five years ago, the Eastern Regions Royal Beast Ruyi Lou traitor, one hundred and seventeen years old, now drive the corpse to scatter the cultivation, four months ago into the forest of a thousand mountains, climb the cold mountain, meet the cold mountain, this person was seriously injured at the time, want to take away my body, was killed by me, from the top of the mountain to establish the concept of life, for the practice of the dojo, until today, to see the real person of the hundred flowers. ”

In the face of Xia Yushu's sudden anger, Su Musha was not in a hurry, and his attitude towards speaking could even be called serious and respectful, not at all like two real people at the peak of foundation building were talking.

The name of the layman, the origin of the sect, Su Musha's explanation is extremely detailed.

It was this detail that made Xia Yushu more and more angry, this monk called Yuan Youzi seemed to have said everything, but it was like he hadn't said anything.

In the face of Xia Yushu's anger, Su Mu covered here, and there was only a calm look in his cloudy eyes.

Inside the Dao Palace, it was quiet for a long time in an instant.

After a moment, Xia Yushu acted as if nothing had happened before.

"Okay, Lord Cangsheng, a few days ago, I deduced the matter of Hanshan several times, but I got nothing, Senior Sister Bilan said, your dojo is arranged with a formation, Su Musha, you come to tell the deity, why do you want to use the formation to cover others for divination!"

"Baihua real talent is amazing, at such an age has been practiced to the peak of foundation building, the old decay Yuan You admires, but the real person is not able to understand the ear? Poor Taoist common name Han Mujie, not what Su curtain cover, as for why the array, a hundred years of practice, the old decay has always dealt with the bones, it is inevitable to dig graves, naturally and practice feng shui divination, just know some strange techniques, the way of Ding Jia, this is not unusual, such as the old decay view of the real person, there are a few words to give. ”

After that, there seemed to be purple light blooming in Su Musha's cloudy eyes, and the words that followed, Su Musha's voice was transmitted by the bundle method, which fell into Xia Yushu's ears, but it made him feel like thunder.