Chapter 30, Return to Ten Thousand Paths

"It's coming so fast!"

Liu Zhi's face was a little ugly, "I don't care about that much, let's go, let's go directly to the Magic Mountain!"

When he spoke, he already had a commanding tone.

Although Wang Xuan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he naturally didn't say much and followed closely behind him.

While walking, Liu Zhiyi didn't know what method he used, and gradually disappeared into the air. Seeing this, Wang Xuan also silently used the concealment technique, and also hid his body.

The black clouds in the sky came through the thick clouds and hung in the distance of the Magic Mountain. Several purple and black thunderbolts fell, and when they hit the ground, they flashed with thunder, turning into several small beasts that looked like cats and dogs. The little beast roared lowly, and ran wildly on all fours towards the magic mountain.

On the other side, Liu Zhiyi, who was hiding his figure, walked in front. Although Wang Xuan couldn't see his figure, with the full operation of the Qi Recognition Method, he could still see a faint phantom, and he cautiously walked towards the Black Mountain.

At this time, the fluorescence of Luofu Mountain has dissipated, but you can still feel that the mountain exudes an inexplicable fluctuation. Everything you see is indescribably weird.

Then the more he walked forward, the more Wang Xuan could feel that some kind of palpitations were deepening, becoming more and more depressed, and his heartbeat began to speed up rapidly, as if the blood in his body was about to gush out.

And not only that, Liu Zhiyi's phantom, who was walking in front, had begun to tremble slightly. Even the spiritual power visible to the naked eye began to overflow, and he couldn't hide his figure.

Just when the two of them were about to lose their nerve anymore, in the darkness deep underground, the owner of the golden vertical pupil silently opened his huge mouth. Some kind of coercion emanated and spread far into Luofu Mountain.

"Whew~"

It seemed that something let out a long breath, and the oppressive feeling that enveloped the surroundings of Luofu Mountain receded like a tide. However, when it receded, the few small beasts thrown out by the black cloud had already run to the vicinity of Luofu Mountain, and at this time, they were rolled up by the recovered fluctuations, instantly turned into purple black thunderballs, and a few flashes were annihilated in the air.

However, Wang Xuan and Liu Zhiyi were relieved after the fluctuations subsided, and there was nothing unusual. Liu Zhiyi dispersed the spiritual power on his body, revealing his figure, looking at the incomparably calm Luofu Mountain in the distance, his face thoughtful.

In the distance, inside the magic clouds.

Pei Shu looked at the few broken purple beads on the ground with a somewhat ugly face, and sighed softly.

"It's a pity that these Black Thunder Beasts are useless, if they fight with people, they can be useful. But I don't want to explore a way, so I'm lost here!"

Luer stomped her foot and said dissatisfied,

"In my opinion, just fly in, no matter how strange this mountain is, it's a dead thing. When it comes to dealing with dead things, our Demon Wushan's means are not lost to anyone!"

Pei Shu looked at the Mo Wushan outside the clouds with a worried face, and said softly.

"The mountain is a dead thing, but no one can say what is hidden in this mountain!"

Without that oppressive fluctuation, the two came to the foot of Luofu Mountain without any danger. The Luofu in front of him was dark, and there was no grass or trees as Ermu said. It was made of black boulders, like a long black pillar reaching into the sky.

Above the Black Mountain, there is a winding path that spirals down from the top of the mountain, about two feet wide, with some undulating stone steps. The path is deeply embedded in the stones, and on both sides is a half-man-high stone wall, and it is unknown who chiseled it.

Liu Zhiyi summoned the Shouyang Paper Crane and turned into a palm-sized hovering beside him

"Let's go, go up the mountain!" Looking back at Wang Xuan, who had removed the concealment technique, Liu Zhi walked towards the mountain as soon as he lifted his steps. Wang Xuan hesitated and followed him up the mountain.

There is no other color on Luofu Mountain, and there is a black stone in sight. The path trapped in the stone mountain is only allowed to pass through it, and when you look up, you can see a drowsy sky, although it does not have the original sense of oppression, but it still makes people feel extremely depressed.

Somewhere on the other side of the Magic Mountain, a somewhat funny-looking big-bellied man cowered and held a large umbrella to block the falling drizzle, and he couldn't stop babbling.

"Alas, alas, how could I be so unlucky, and I chose such a ghost place for my training!"

As he spoke, the pot-bellied man reached out and took back the big umbrella. I saw a cyan shadow on the surface of the large umbrella, moving around the surface of the umbrella like a living thing.

Seeing this scene, the big-bellied man's face was even more wrinkled like a bitter melon. The two rice-like eyes looked at Luofu Mountain in the distance for a while, but they still sighed heavily, and bowed over with a big umbrella and went over there.

For some reason, walking up the mountain, Wang Xuan had the illusion that the sky was getting dark.

Not a delusion!

It was still morning, and although the heavy clouds covered the day, the sky was still dark. It was as if there was an invisible black veil hanging in front of him, and as he climbed upward, the compelling fluctuations that had disappeared began to appear again.

However, this fluctuation did not start with such aggressive pressure, and it seemed to spill over at random. But even so, the two who were covered by this sense of oppression still felt a little breathless.

finally walked halfway up the mountain, and Liu Zhiyi, who was in front of him, suddenly stopped with a "huh", as if there was something strange.

The mountainside is different from the narrow mountain path, with a wide black stone platform. Wang Xuan quickened his pace with some effort and walked in front of Liu Zhiyi.

I saw a somewhat strange black stone statue standing in front of the two. The statue was half a man tall, with huge wings and fangs, and teeth like that of a bat with outstretched wings.

Although the technique of carving the stone statue is simple, it is even more rough and wild in a few brushstrokes. The two rubies at the head of the bat shone with a faint red light, as if the giant bat was about to flapp its wings and fly in the next second.

Wang Xuan walked up to him, and was about to sigh a few words, when his chest suddenly became hot.

Looking down, he saw that the floating light sword tied to his neck actually emitted sunshine, and the light was extremely dazzling.

Liu Zhiyi on the side shouted in surprise, and was about to do something. But at this time, the giant bat stone in front of him was shaking, and it turned around in a blink of an eye.

"Shhh

The giant bat twisted its eyes to look at Wang Xuan, and its wings fluttered.

A black wind rose from the ground, just wrapping Wang Xuan in it, but it did not affect Liu Zhi at all.

The wings of the giant bat flapped a few times in a row, and after a few flashes of the black wind, it disappeared along with Wang Xuan inside, leaving Liu Zhiyi stunned on the side.

"Damn it!

Liu Zhiyi, who reacted, roared angrily, and the Shouyang Paper Crane opened its mouth and a red light sprayed towards the giant bat.

However, at this time, the giant bat folded its wings and turned into a stone statue again.

The red light slammed into the stone statue, and the sky was full of black rubble, but there was no vision.

Liu Zhiyi's eyes were a little red, and he hated why he didn't attack Wang Xuan earlier.

However, at this time, Wang Xuan was wrapped in the black wind and went to a dark place somewhere.

The black wind dispersed, and Wang Xuan, who was still a little foggy, stood still, but saw that the surroundings were dark and gloomy. There is no light, no sound, an unspeakable dead silence.

In the darkness, only the floating sword around his neck was still emitting the light of the sun. Wang Xuan took off the small sword and raised it as a thing of illumination.

As soon as the light rose, a pair of bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared in the darkness. Wang Xuan was so frightened that he almost didn't even hold the floating light sword steadily.

"What people!"

Wang Xuan shouted loudly, but he could hear that his voice was a little unstable.

After a while, there was a burst of old laughter in the darkness.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,

"You are..."Wang Xuan boldly stretched the floating light sword forward, but saw a withered and old face appear in front of him.

"Little baby, who are you from thousands of miles away?" The shriveled lips on the old man's face closed one by one, but there was a hint of unceremony in his words.

"Under ... Master!" Wang Xuan replied, but he had some conjectures in his heart.

"Master?" the old man's voice repeated in some incredulity, and suddenly burst out laughing, trembling with the sound of chains crashing.

"A person like Qianli Yao, will accept apprentices? haha, what a joke!"

"Are you just... Uncle Shi?" asked Wang Xuan with some caution.

The old man stopped laughing, and suddenly put his face in front of Wang Xuan and looked at it carefully. Wang Xuan was taken aback, only to feel a somewhat turbid and rancid smell emanating from this face.

"It's really the smell of Thousands of Miles Away!" the old man poked his face back, "It's unlikely that you, this milky doll that hasn't dried up, snatched the Floating Light Sword of Thousands of Miles and snatched his Frost Determination." Isn't it true that you're really that old ghost disciple?"

Wang Xuan nodded and said.

"Kid Wang Xuan, I've seen Uncle Shi!"

But the old man did not reply to him, but asked again,

"Where's the old ghost, where is he now?"

"Master, he..."Wang Xuan lowered his head, "It's already immortal!"

"Haha! Hahaha! What are you talking about?" Hearing Wang Xuan's words, the old man burst into laughter, as if he had heard some incredible joke, and even the chains were dragged to a rattle.

"That old ghost is better than a rabbit and more timid than a turtle. You say he's going to die? haha, what a joke!"

Wang Xuan sighed and said in a low voice,

"Sir, it is true that when the demon clouds attacked the city, the immortal passed away!

The old man still looked a little disbelieving and asked again.

"Let me ask you, how did Yao Qianli die, how long has he been dead, and how many years have you been your master?"

Wang Xuan replied honestly,

"Sir has been taking the kid into the wall for seven or eight years. As for why Mr. died, it was the Yahai Demon Cloud Siege City, and in order to send me out of the city, Mr. consumed two drops of immortal blood to forcibly use the Divine Array, and died of exhaustion. Before leaving, Mr. also specially instructed the boy to come to Dongze to find your old man's house. ”

"Two drops of fairy blood?" the old man heard this, but repeated it a little strangely. "You mean, the old ghost of a thousand miles away, died of two drops of immortal blood in order to save you, this kid?"

Wang Xuan nodded a little depressedly.

"Hmph, I know, you cunning old thing, what the hell are you doing?" Suddenly, the old face in front of him opened his mouth, and a black light shot into Wang Xuan's body like lightning.

Wang Xuan was shocked and angry, although he didn't feel any pain, he could clearly feel a black foreign body hanging in his dantian.

"Uncle Shi, this is..."

"Hmph!" the old man snorted coldly, "Let me tell you, Yao Qianli has already cultivated to the third yuan, and even barely reached the five extremes, even if he exhausts two drops of immortal blood, he will not die, and your so-called demon cloud can't trap him at all!"

"What!" Wang Xuan was shocked when he heard this, Mr. had always walked with a two-yuan body when he was in Fengxian, and he had never seen Mr. perform three-yuan.

"What's more, it's not the first time that an old ghost has cheated on death. In the early years, I fell for his evil deeds, so I was trapped in this hellish place for so many years. The old man said with some resentment. "If he wants you to come, he must have asked for the "Luo Yan Sutra", right?"

Wang Xuan nodded a little blankly.

"Hmph! He thinks so beautifully!" the old man snorted, "Regardless of whether your kid was also deceived by him, in short, it is impossible to want me to be fooled by him on the way!"