In the past few days, Ning Shu drank spring water thirstily in the mountains, ate wild fruits when he was hungry, and relied on the knowledge of identifying spiritual fruits that he learned from Da Fei and Er Thin, he was not so hungry that he fainted.

People who cultivate immortals pay attention to Bigu, and it is rumored that they can not eat or drink for a month, but they must also have Bigu Dan. Before Ning Shu left, he planned to take a few from the Tushi Palace, but he was disgusted by the Golden Horn King like a thief, and he was known as 'leaving the house'.

A day later, Ning Shu traveled to a certain spring and encountered a fight between demon kings.

A tiger, a python.

The tiger demon was dressed in colorful patterns, and the king character on his head was colorful, and he walked slowly towards the giant python, revealing the majesty of the king of the forest.

The python monster was coiled on an ancient tree with three people hugging, spitting out its core, its waist as big as a bucket, and its green eyes staring at the tiger.

Ning Shu hid in the grass far away, and he didn't dare to come out, and the concealment technique was exerted to the extreme. At first glance, these two demon beasts were much more powerful than the bear demon they killed a few days ago, and their demonic energy was almost condensed into mist, thinking that they should be a demon king in the mountains.

In the end, there was no fight, and the two demon kings confronted each other for a while before leaving. Ning Shu let out a sigh, if he fights, with him hiding in this range, he may not be able to escape.

Perhaps, I can't look down on Ning Shu's meager flesh.

On the seventh day in the mountains, Ning Shu felt that the terrain around him seemed to have never changed, as if he had been spinning in place these days, since he experienced the confrontation between the two demon kings last time, he had taken every step extremely carefully.

Even if he was so careful, he still accidentally stepped on something strange, and the brilliance turned. When I looked up again, I was already in another forest.

It is called the sky, and the sky should not. Call the earth, and the earth is not spiritual.

As everyone knows, this boundary has deviated from the mountain that Da Fei pointed out to him before, and he can't see the city when he turned over.

Passing by a cave that day, Ning Shu was no different when he walked in front of him, and after walking more than ten meters, a feeling like falling into an ice cellar spread to his whole body, as if there was a pair of cold eyes staring at him, and he didn't need to look back, he knew that it was coming from the cave he had just passed.

The anger was overflowing, but he had an urge to go into the cave, his legs trembled, and his body turned around as if uncontrollably, only to see a pair of purple eyes in the cave looking at him, with a playful hint in his eyes.

He was in a complicated mood, thinking to himself, what the hell is this place? What kind of demons and monsters are you encountering?

There seemed to be some will in the cave that drove his body towards the cave, and he remembered the story told by the old man when he was a child, the yellow demon in the mountain lured into the mountain, and then sucked the essence of the people. I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart, if I couldn't break free at this time, I couldn't walk if I wanted to go when I got to the cave. When the time comes, he will be sucked dry and his whole body will be turned into a human dry, and he will die in this desolate mountain forest, and he will feel miserable when he thinks about it.

The ridicule in the cave's eyes was even heavier, laughing at the weak creature in front of him.

Ning Shu only felt that his body did not belong to him, and walked over step by step, the sweat on his face had already fallen and wet his clothes.

"Calm, calm. He kept telling himself.

Fifty Strings trembled slightly, and suddenly it became clear in his mind, and the sword had appeared in his hand.

At the moment when he was about to approach the entrance of the cave, the four words of "Zhongtian Ziwei" in the sea of knowledge were brilliant, and a stream of purple qi spread from his arm to the sword in his hand.

Ning Shu held the hilt of the sword, and he didn't know where the motivation came from, and his right hand slashed down the sword in front of him, as if cutting off a bondage, if there was someone on the sidelines, he could see that Ning Shu's eyes were as purple as the eyes in the cave at the moment, but they were more noble.

Yamanaka's eyes seemed to be startled by this sword. Ning Shu instantly felt that his body was back, and then without thinking about it, he turned around and ran, frantically mobilizing the French will into his legs, no matter what direction it was, no matter what the situation was behind.

The eyes in the cave stared at Ning Shu's dusty back, to be precise, at the three-foot long sword in his hand and the purple qi wrapped around the sword like a ribbon.

After running for a long time, until there was no trace of the spiritual energy in his body, Ning Shu sat on the ground, soaking wet, unable to tell whether it was rain or sweat on his body, panting heavily.

"At this time, you'd better start meditating and cultivating, seeing that you consume a lot, just like a bowl of water that has been drunk, if you don't continue to fill it with water, won't it be empty?"

Ning Shu turned his head to look, but he didn't notice a middle-aged man standing not far away, holding a firewood knife in his hand and a bundle of firewood on his back, dressed like a rural villager.

Since they were rescued into the Tushi Palace by Da Fei, they have been with demons every day for more than a month, and suddenly saw a living 'person', and for a while I had mixed feelings in my heart. But he didn't dare to slack off in his hands, and hurriedly struggled to get up and sit cross-legged, before he ran for his life, he felt that his whole body was hollowed out, and it was extremely difficult to even move his fingers.

Just like the middle-aged farmer said, his current state is like a bowl of clean water, leaving a bowl empty, and he has just embarked on the path of cultivation, so the consumption is really huge. He endured the severe pain in his body, closed his eyes, calmed down, and sensed the whole world.

The aura in this mountain forest is also abundant, otherwise it would not be possible to raise those fierce demon beasts. It's just that the aura is mixed, and in Ning Shu's perception world, the scene in front of him is colorful, and all kinds of Fayi aura are full of in front of him.

Ning Shu guided a breath of fresh air into his eyebrows, and the medicinal power in his body warmed his limbs and hundreds of remains, and after some exhalation, the originally dry body became abundant, and there was a faint tendency to go to the next level.

The purple-red aura in the center of the eyebrows intersects with the bright yellow aura on the body but does not blend, and there is a clear qi in the middle that separates the two, among which the purple-red aura belongs to the "Zhongtian Ziwei", the bright yellow belongs to the "Chengtian Imitation", and the clear qi is generated when Ning Shu's first enlightenment is connected to the sword, which is his own unique meaning and is only used to connect with the sword in his hand.

The middle-aged farmer was collecting firewood on the side, and did not pay attention to Ning Shu, who was meditating, looked back at the wood, nodded with satisfaction, wiped the sweat on his forehead, sorted out his back and left, as if he was completing his daily work.

Time passed slowly, it was noon when Ning Shu sat down, the clouds were scattered overhead, the sun set and the moon rose, the stars were all over the sky, the moon set and the sun rose, the morning glow was surging, and the wind and rain were falling.

A sudden fluctuation spread from the center of his eyebrows, and then suddenly recovered, and finally disappeared.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the next morning, and it was still raining lightly in the mountains, and the air was moist and sticky. He actually meditated and practiced for a whole day, and after escaping from death, the Fayi aura dried up and was full, and his cultivation became more and more consolidated, so far, he really gained a firm foothold in the realm of divine thought.

Ning Shu only felt that his body was warm, stretching out his arms, indescribably comfortable, and he almost moaned.

"Awake?"

The middle-aged farmer who instructed Ning Shu yesterday is still chopping wood here today, wearing a hat to protect him from the rain. Seeing Ning Shu stretching his waist, he asked with a smile.

Ning Shu didn't expect someone next to him, so he put down his hand awkwardly, tidied up the Taoist robe on his body, and stepped forward to express his gratitude. The farmer waved his hand, claiming to be a villager from a nearby village, because he read a few volumes of essays on gods and demons when he was a child, and by chance, he accidentally realized the method of cultivation, and he had just stepped into the early stage of the first sleep realm.

Ning Shu heard that there was a village nearby, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, which can be regarded as coming out.

So he asked him the way down the mountain, and the middle-aged farmer pointed to a sheep intestine path: "Well, go down this road and you will see the village." ”

"Hey, the road is slippery on rainy days, pay more attention to your step. ”

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Walking on the road and reminiscing about these days in the mountains, the word aftertaste is very appropriate, and men and women often reminisce about all the wonderful things afterwards after going to Wushan after the clouds and rain. Not to mention Ning Shu's experience in the past few days, whether it was killing the bear demon or escaping on the line of life and death, it was the first time he had experienced it since he set foot on the cultivation, which was enough to make a silly boy who had transformed from a mortal to a person in the immortal path reminisce for a long time.

Ning Shu thought nonsense as he went down the mountain, and walked out unconsciously in the direction guided by the middle-aged farmer before.

It is really "looking at the clouds on the four sides to catch the water, and the blue peak is thousands of points".

Ning Shu stood by the river, looked at the rushing river in front of him, and then looked back at the lofty mountains and mountains that he had just walked out, and couldn't help but sigh.

Where is a village on the opposite side of the river, it is clearly a male city, across the wide river surface can see the dragon-like city wall of a hundred zhang, I don't know how many times larger than the city of peace, worship a hundred pheasants, stand on one side.

To get to the Xiongcheng on the other side, you have to cross the river first.

Ning Shu looked for a ferry along the river bank, seeing that there were a lot of boats on the river, maybe if he was lucky, he could take a boat to the opposite city, these days were really hard, eating the wild fruits and clear springs in the mountains all day, and there were inevitably some protest voices in the belly.

When I got to the river, I heard the surging water and the sound of lapping on the shore. The drizzle was flying around, and it was blown into crooked diagonal lines in the wind, and the gloomy air that had accumulated in my heart suddenly disappeared.

Suddenly, I heard a shout from the middle of the river: "Which doll is that, how can you stand there alone?"

A ship came from upstream.

Ning Shu hurriedly waved his hand and beckoned the boatman to come to the shore and stop.

"Cheongju!?"

After hearing the boat boss say that the city opposite was Jinling City in Qingzhou, Ning Shu couldn't help but exclaim.