Ling Jiang looked at the black pill in Shu Lao's hand, and always felt a little unsteady in his heart.

He first asked, "The fog in the forest is poisonous?"

"Yes. Elder Shu nodded, "The yin qi is abundant here, and the miasma will naturally gather here, this pill is made of dozens of spirit herbs, which can not only detoxify, but also prolong people's life, which is quite beneficial to cultivation." It's rare to see a living person for decades, and it's a chance, and this pill will be given to you for free. ”

"Thank you, Elder Shu!" Ling Jiang gratefully took the bean-sized black pill and was about to swallow it in one gulp.

"Meow!"

The white cat hovering beside him suddenly screamed and pulled Ling Jiang's trouser leg with its paws. Ling Jiang looked down and saw Bai Mao's eyes wide, his tail no longer wagging and howling at him fiercely.

"What are you doing? You want to eat this?" Ling Jiang glanced at the pill in his hand, looked at the white cat and shook his head, "This is not for you, when you go back to the town, I will buy you a few stream fish for you to eat." ”

I don't know if the white cat understood Ling Jiang's words, but screamed even more excitedly, standing upright with only two hind feet, and putting his front feet on Ling Jiang's trouser legs, as if he wanted to climb up.

Syllable!

Hearing the old man knock on the wooden staff in his hand, the white cat shook all over his body and fell to the ground with a pop.

Shu Lao said: "I've seen a lot of dishonest spirits like you, and if you're not honest, the old man will throw you out." ”

Seeing this, Ling Jiang was worried that Shu Lao would really throw the white cat out, so he hurriedly laughed and said, "It's just that I'm just hungry for cats all the time, and Shu Lao doesn't need to make a big fuss." ”

"Hehe, that's true, the old man is also used to being alone......" the old tree smiled and said, "Eat quickly, lest you be robbed by this civet for a while." ”

"Meow woo ......" the white cat barked aggrievedly on the side, watching Ling Jiang open his mouth and swallow the pill.

Bang bang!

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the mountain temple, followed by a cold wind blowing for some reason, which actually blew the black pill in Ling Jiang's hand to the ground, making his eyes can't help but shrink inside.

The wind in this place is a little more evil, isn't it......

"Dare to ask, is this a mountain temple?" followed by a white-haired old man, dressed in a white robe, who at first glance looked like he was over the age of sixteen.

Seeing the old man coming, Elder Shu's face flushed with a hint of solemnity, and he nodded and replied, "Exactly." ”

"You are the mountain god here?" the white-haired old man swept over Ling Jiang's white cat's body, and finally his gaze stopped on the old tree.

"Yes. The tree elder nodded, and his right hand grasped the wooden staff.

"That's right. The white-robed old man nodded, lifted his right arm, which had already raised his sword point, and waved a wave of aura at the old man.

Seeing this oncoming aura, the old man didn't dare to slack off, he quickly raised his wooden staff, and several vines formed a large net in front of him. Listening to the sound of a bang, the aura easily cut through the rattan web, and the momentum continued to approach the tree elder.

As if a quick knife cut through the mess, the anger tilted to cut off the whole person of the old man before disappearing and dispersing, Ling Jiang couldn't help but take a small step back, and glanced at the white-robed old man in shock, this is definitely a master among masters!

When the light faded, the temple returned to its original silence. The old tree's body had disappeared at some point, leaving only an old root and scattered vines on the ground.

"This ......" Ling Jiang looked at the vines all over the ground, wasn't it the same ghost thing that was entwining around him before?

"He's just a dryad who has become a spirit, what kind of mountain god is this? The mountain god of this mountain has lost his god position decades ago, and now he has let this little monkey be called the king, which is really funny. The white-robed old man shook his head and walked towards Ling Jiang. I saw him bend down and pick up the black pill and glance at Ling Jiang: "If you really eat this pill, then it will really be over." ”

"Meow...... Meow ......" The white cat suddenly hid in the corner of the mountain temple and barked a few times aggrievedly.

Ling Jiang couldn't believe it, and said with a hint of apology: "It turns out that you just wanted to save me?"

The white cat's next move actually made Ling Jiang almost fall to the ground. I saw it roll its eyes at Ling Jiang, turn its face sideways and flick its tail left and right.

"If you can trust me, I'll take you on a ride. The white-haired old man then said to Ling Jiang, "It's just that I still have some things to do here, and I can't take you out of this forest for the time being, you have to go with my old bones." ”

"Thank you, senior. Ling Jiang looked at the old man, and seeing the strength of this senior, he had no reason not to believe it. He really wanted to harm himself, he could have died ten times or eight times, why was it so troublesome.

The moment Ling Jiang stepped out of the temple gate, the white cat also trotted all the way up, flicking his tail and walking behind Ling Jiang.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Ling Jiang always felt that this white cat seemed to be a little afraid of the white-haired old man walking in front, and the white-haired old man seemed to be looking at the white cat intentionally or unintentionally, and Ling Jiang was also thinking too much about it.

"Senior, I don't know where you're going?" Ling Jiang found that the white-haired old man was walking deep into the woods, and the dense old trees crawling their roots made him a little panicked.

"Deep in this forest, under a mountain stream, there is a fountain of immortality. The white-haired old man said lightly.

"Fountain of Youth?"

"Meow?"

"The so-called Fountain of Youth, it is just a way to prolong people's lives. The white-haired old man said as he walked, "It's not really immortal. However, if a person who is past the age of age drinks it, it is not a problem to live for another twenty or thirty years. ”

"So amazing?" Ling Jiang said in surprise, thinking to himself, "If you can, you can bring some back to Ya'er." ”

"Extending life and rejuvenating your face is just one of the benefits. The white-haired old man said, "In short, this fountain of immortality is a rare treasure in the world, not many people know about it, and there are naturally not many people who can get it." Do you know why the old trees here grow so luxuriantly, and it is precisely because they are able to live for thousands of years because they are sucked from the fountain of immortality all year round. ”

"Thousands of years...... Isn't that an existence even more terrifying than a tree spirit?" Ling Jiang thought to himself.

The two of them walked forward for a while, and soon they came to a cave, but at the entrance of the cave was covered with a large net made of hundreds of rattans.

"There are rules for this fountain of youth, and not everyone can take it away. The white-haired old man said, "Besides, it has to be related to personal luck, if it weren't for the reluctance of my old friend, I wouldn't have to break this rule." ”

The white-haired old man glanced at the tree and vine nets in front of him, he raised his palm high and grabbed it up, only to see a sword light break in the void, and the three-foot Qingfeng spun and flew out from the sword light. He took the flying green blade and slashed forward.

The sword qi was like wind and thunder, and it thundered towards it with a dull thunder sound.

I only heard a thunderbolt burst, and the large net of vines at the entrance of the cave in front of me had been cut into nothing, and it was scattered on the ground.

"Meow woo ......" The white cat beside Ling Jiang couldn't help but bark, which made Ling Jiang feel full of emotion in his heart, this kind of strength is the best in the world. Sure enough, those old people who look white-haired and still have a lot of spirit must not be provoked, maybe when people break into the rivers and lakes, your ancestors don't know where to play in the mud.

The old man took his sword and walked quickly into the cave. Ling Jiang also couldn't wait to follow, he also wanted to see what this fountain of immortality looked like.

He thought it was dark inside the cave, but when he came in, he found that it was very bright. It's just because the Qingfeng in the old man's hand has been shining with sword light, which is more than ten times brighter than an oil lamp. This made Ling Jiang look a little envious, in the future, he would walk at night with such a sword, not to mention that the demons and monsters would not dare to approach, it would also be a beautiful scenery.

The road to the cave is not difficult to walk, but the road has been going down, the sound of ticking water makes people listen very uncomfortable, and the white cat may also sense that something is wrong, and he also closes his mouth along the way, and does not dare to make a sound at all.

At the end of the cave, there is an open pool, the waterhole is estimated to be twenty or thirty zhang wide, and the inside is also very dark, and you can't see the bottom at a glance.

"This is the Fountain of Youth?" Ling Jiang asked, standing on the edge of the pool, feeling the cold air rushing towards him.

The old man shook his head: "Naturally not, this is a cold pool, and the fountain of immortality is in the middle of the cold pool." ”

Ling Jiang narrowed his eyes and looked at the middle of the cold pool, and sure enough, there was a bluestone slab floating for hundreds of years, and it was ten zhang wide from the shore

"There's no boat here, how can I get there?" Ling Jiang asked subconsciously, as soon as he said this, he felt that this was a stupid question, with the strength of the white-haired old man, wouldn't it be easy to want to be in the middle of the Dao Han Pond?

"It's not hard to get over. The old man said, "The difficulty lies in the ......."

The old man was only halfway through his sentence when he stopped speaking.

I saw that the water surface of the cold pool kept bubbling up, like boiling a pot of boiling water, but what was rushing in front of me was the biting cold.

"Something is rushing up from below!" Ling Jiang thought to himself, a huge black shadow gradually appeared under the cold pool illuminated by the sword light, and the cold wind blew from nowhere, making Ling Jiang a little unable to open his eyes.

"Meow ......" The white cat also put its little face behind Ling Jiang's calf and made a slight bark.

The white-haired old man stepped forward with a sword, one hand on his back, the white robe on his body was blown by the cold wind, and his long hair was also fluttering in the wind, as if he was a fairy doing things in the wind.

Bang!

A column of water erupted in the middle of the cold pool, and the column of water soared into the darkness on the top, and Ling Jiang couldn't help but wonder how deep this place was. The dripping rain poured from the dark ceiling, and Ling Jiang felt that his face was a little moist as he stood on the shore.

Under this water curtain, the black shadow under the cold pool is like the dawn of the sky, the water surface is rippling against the shore, and out of the water is a long snake covered with scales, and a pair of horns have grown on the top of its head, and the water flows down the two long whiskers at the corners of its mouth.

Ling Jiang had never seen this thing, the snake was not like a snake, and the dragon was not like a dragon.

"Shhh

It swayed and roared as it swayed thicker than the trunk of an old tree. This thing only exposed half of its body, but it was already five or six zhang long, at least one zhang thick, and it was easy to swallow Ling Jiang and the old man into his stomach in one bite.

Ling Jiang didn't dare to breathe, he only looked at the white-haired old man by the cold pool, not caring at all that his white robe was wet, and holding Qingfeng in his hand to face the snake-like monster in front of him without fear.

"Shocking. The white-haired old man said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that the one guarding this fountain of immortality was actually a shocking Jiao." You should have been able to turn into a dragon and leave, why should you be trapped here? This cold pool is not suitable for you to live in. ”

"Hiss......" The monster that the old man called the earth-shattering Jiao let out a roar, to Ling Jiang's ears, it was like a fart sound that shook the sky, although this word was somewhat indecent to use here, but it was indeed very similar.

"Do you know where I come from?" Ling Jiang didn't expect that the behemoth in front of him would be able to speak out his mouth, even though the tone of his voice sounded very twisted.

"Shocking Jiao, who doesn't know about this in the East China Sea?" the white-haired old man smiled.