It's a mountain off the beaten track. It's not because of how bad the geographical environment is, or because the demons and monsters are rampant, but ordinary people don't know about this place at all, let alone enter here.

This is Shangyang Mountain, a small mountain range located in the northwest border. But no one knew the name of the mountain for five hundred miles. But when asked where to go, it is a unified voice, pointing directly to this place.

Legend has it that there was a human emperor Fu Yi in Shangyang Mountain to preach and solve doubts, leaving many classics, for a time was in the spotlight, is a holy place for people. And then it quickly faded out of people's sight for thousands of years. The matter of Fuyi's preaching has really become a legend, and it is even slowly becoming less known. To this day, few people know the name of this mountain.

In the cultivation world, this Shangyang Mountain is also unknown, and it is estimated that there is not a single one among the hundred monks who knows about this mountain.

Ordinary hunters who want to go into the mountains to hunt will only be on the periphery of this Shangyang Mountain, and they will never dare to go ten miles deeper.

Not because the beast of the forest was vicious, but because it seemed to be cursed. As long as you step into the depths, no one has ever come out of it alive. No one knew what was going on, and they didn't dare to go in and find out. There were many monks who had heard of it, and there were also curious and self-proclaimed strong people, all of whom never returned, and since then this place has become a place of death.

On this day, an outsider came to a small town outside Shangyang Mountain, with gorgeous clothes on his body, shaking a strange saffron folding fan, his long hair hanging down wantonly, and a smile on the corner of his mouth, but no one dared to come over to speak. Looking at it from afar, I feel panicked.

There is a tavern in the town, not big, and there is no name, people who know it call it "tavern", and this is also the only tavern in the surrounding hundred miles, so it will not be called the wrong place.

"Little Er, do you have good wine?"

"Guest officer, the wine here is the most famous in all ten miles and eight villages, and with the stir-fried fresh game in the mountains, whoever has eaten it is full of praise. Would you like to try it?"

Xue Wusuan nodded, whether it is delicious or not, whether it is good wine or not, just to meet a Xiao Er who can speak so well and can come to two idioms in this mountain and wilderness is enough to add fun.

"Pick it up, and the rest of the money will be a reward for you. ”

"Ahh

A full tael of gold beads rolled on the table, the pleasant knocking sound, so that Xiao Er almost burst out of urine, holding both hands and hurriedly thanked him, on the way he was still uneasy to bite with his teeth, sure enough, it was real gold! This was the first time he had seen gold.

A jar is said to be famous for the good liquor "Jinyuyaki" in ten miles and eight towns, and three large plates of stir-fried game. The aroma diffused, and Xue Wusuan also moved a little with his index finger.

It's been a long time since I've eaten and drunk in a tavern so relaxed. In the past, when I was a Daoless Yama, I liked to learn from those high-rollers in the rivers and lakes, but now this interest is also fading. I happened to pass by here, sat down, and was curious about some things I wanted to ask someone about.

The little two who got a big reward didn't leave at the table, and the shopkeeper of the store also came, and he was ready to return the reward just now. It is estimated that I feel that it is useless, and so much gold is a bit beyond the scope of "reward", and I am worried that I will not be able to hold it steadily.

"You will take what is given to you, you are a hasty life, are you still afraid that this gentleman will not be able to calculate you?"

Ate a chopsticks of game, well, how to say, it's not the best, but it's not bad, and the rough cooking shows the taste of the ingredients themselves. But this wine is a little unbearable, and the clear soup with little water is not much different from the mash, one word: inferior.

"Benjun is going to Shangyang Mountain, do you know how to go?"

"Ah, Shangyangshan, small, small, I don't know. Xiao Er replied first, and he really didn't know this place.

The shopkeeper standing next to him on the other side also muttered and shook his head.

"What's the danger around here? It's the kind of wild place that you can't get out of here. ”

"There is this, guest officer, eighty miles north of the town, you can see a large mountain range, there is a ghost forest, it is said that there are countless evil ghosts in it, and those who enter will be eaten and torn to pieces in a moment, I have not heard of anyone who can come out after entering. Hey, I'm also hearsay, but the guest officer must not try it himself, it's not worth it. ”

Xue Wusuan smiled and nodded in response, and then asked, "It's so sinister there, what legends are there?"

"Yes! The most terrifying thing is that there is a devouring demon living inside, with wings, as high as a mountain, and it can empty the living creatures within a hundred miles by taking a breath, and it is sealed in the mountain by the human emperor Fuyi, and it cannot come out."

I have to say, these legends are still very interesting, this shopkeeper and the shopkeeper have been talking for a long time, there are more than a dozen versions of the legend, which is also a little scary. But the root knot is actually the same: there is a peacock monster in the mountains, trapped by the human emperor and unable to get out.

Here we can see the traces of time erosion between legend and fact. Fu Yi and Peacock are all true, but the narrative of the incident has completely changed its flavor, and it is not an exaggeration to say the opposite.

After eating the game, but the wine was approved by Xue Wusuan as useless, leaving the rather embarrassed tavern shopkeeper and the nodding shopkeeper, shaking the folding fan, all the way through the town, towards the north. When passing by the archway in the town, I also bought two strings of sugar gourds, and the hawthorn looked good.

"Shopkeeper, what do you say about the guest officer?Isn't this gentleman the prince of a vassal country?"

"Stupid! The prince will not call himself the king! That is the emperor's self-title! I don't know where the guest official came from. By the way, your reward money is just the first to offset the salary you advanced before."

All the way to the north, Xue Wu is a good traveler. He even folded a green bamboo leisurely, refined it with mana, and turned it into a bamboo flute, blowing it casually. These are some of the takeaways he has recently discovered about "sound" from his cognition.

The sound is born in life, and then it is revealed in love, and finally it is silent.

The accumulation of bit by bit is the current effort made by Xue Wushu to get infinitely close to the last red line of the Golden Immortal Realm. Maybe in the next moment, between the wind blowing and drinking and gossiping, he will be able to completely cross the red line and achieve the realm of Luo Tian Daxian.

"It should be here, right?" put down the flute, looked around, and the divine thoughts also extended out for hundreds of miles, directly enveloping the entire mountain range in front of him.

"I don't know if this Huan welcomes me. With that, he walked slowly, but quickly, and disappeared into the forest in the blink of an eye.

There are many birds in the forest, and people are not afraid to come, and they seem to be declaring their ownership of this land. Immediately, he was frightened by the fierce aura on Xue Wusuan's body, and he flew away one after another, not daring to approach.

"Your Excellency is not polite, isn't it?"

As soon as he arrived at an open place, Xue Wushu turned his head and saw a figure looking at him coldly not far away.

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