It has been a year since Ning Beichuan left the Imperial City of Zhao Kingdom.

This year, he has lost weight, his skin has darkened, and most of the elegance on his body has faded, but there is a trace of the breath of going to the rivers and lakes. Dressed in coarse linen clothes, if you don't listen to him, you will think that you don't know which mountain forest you came from.

Ning Beichuan carried a bamboo basket on his back and carried a package through the mountains and forests covered with thorny green vines, not knowing if he was comforting himself, but he said: "The more inhabited the place, the probability of being able to meet immortals is very high, and the places where immortals cultivate are very remote. ”

"Rolling. There was a goose cry from the bamboo basket on his back.

"Fat boy, you also said that I was right. Ning Beichuan suddenly laughed.

"Rolling. "The head of a goose sticks out of the bamboo basket, but it is slightly different from ordinary geese in that this goose has no eyes and is blind. It is much smaller than the average goose, about the size of a duck, but it looks chubby and very pleasing.

The fat boy is a goose raised by Ning Beichuan's mother ten years ago, but he is blind in both eyes, he is thin and small, and he has not grown much in a year. But what I didn't expect was that year after year, this blind goose was still so big, but the Ning family had feelings for it, so they didn't kill it.

Ning Beichuan learned two words from the blind goose - hiding clumsy. If the blind goose is the same as other geese, it eats fat and fat, and it can't even pass the first year.

"Even if you say so, then this trip is definitely not in vain. Ning Beichuan nodded, and the arm wielding the scythe became more and more forceful.

The thorns on the green vine were very sharp, cutting through the clothes on his body, bringing out blood marks, but he didn't care at all, and even showed a trace of excitement.

In the past year, Ning Beichuan has traveled all over the famous mountains and rivers in Zhao and the places where ancient books record the haunting of immortals, but they all returned with feathers and suffered a lot.

In the end, the gods didn't see it, but the gods had seen a lot of knowledge, and the money and horses they brought with them were long gone, leaving only themselves and the fat boy, as well as a wooden horse, a copper bell, a mirror, and books about immortals and some wild histories about cultivating immortals from all over the world. However, it is not completely without benefits, Ning Beichuan's mind has been tempered more maturely.

The size of a wooden horse's palm, the carved look is handsome, the whole body is pitch black, although it is wood, but it feels like a jade-like warm touch, it is not a mortal thing at first sight, this is Ning Beichuan was found in a cave in Daying Mountain, Yuzhou, there is a stone bed and a stone bench in the cave, intact, it is not that the stone bed and stone bench are too heavy, Ning Beichuan has the idea to take it away.

The copper bell is the size of a broad bean and a grain of rice, and the whole body is orange and yellow, and it is found in a dilapidated ancient temple in Lanzhou. The ancient temple was in disrepair and dilapidated, and Ning Beichuan also went in to hide from the rain only to find a row of copper bells hanging under the eaves, and the rest of the copper bells had been rusted, but this copper bell was intact.

As for the mirror, it is a little strange to say, it was obtained by Ning Beichuan from a peasant family in the southern Xinjiang region of Qiangzhou. On the back of the mirror, a black snake is coiled and entangled, and in the middle of the mirror is exactly the position of the snake's eye, and there is a red gem on it, exuding a strange luster. The mirror is smooth and clean, but the weirdness is here, such a perfect mirror can't reflect anything, no matter what it is, it's all blurry on it. The head of the household also felt that it was a hoodoo, and when Ning Beichuan offered to exchange the horses, he gave it to him without hesitation.

The three objects Ning Beichuan all felt extraordinary, but he hadn't yet obtained the cultivation method and couldn't drive it.

I heard an old man in the border village say that 30 years ago, there was a day when dark clouds, lightning and thunder, ghosts and wolves howled, and the movement was very big. From a distance, two Gundam figures were hovering in the air attacking each other. This vision lasted for three hours, and at that time, all the villagers thought that a natural disaster was coming, and they all crawled on the ground in fright, not daring to move, let alone anyone daring to check, and it was rumored by the villagers to be an ominous place afterwards.

It wasn't until now that Ning Beichuan asked and gave a little tobacco that no one recalled this past.

According to the old man's recollection, the center of the vision at that time was this long vine mountain. Changteng Mountain is located in the periphery of the Luohui Mountains, the mountain is covered with thorny green vines, the road is rugged, the dense green vines often make people bruised all over the body, for a long time, people are inaccessible. In addition, it is rumored to be an ominous place, and no one has gone there.

The mountains and forests are full of green vines with intertwined branches, and there is not even a path to walk. It was all up to Ning Beichuan to swing with a sickle and cut a way out little by little.

However, the progress is very slow, Ning Beichuan has been here for ten days, and he has only walked forty miles. He sweated like rain, although his body was scarred, but as if he couldn't feel the pain, his eyes were shining, and his arms were so tireless, slashing one knife after another.

For a whole year, he got nothing, and Zhixuan didn't have any news.

He didn't want to wait, and he couldn't afford to wait.

Zhixuan, where the hell are you?

At night, when he was alone, the feeling of helplessness poured out like a tidal wave, drowning his snort and leaving him breathless.

A sound of a dead branch breaking sounded. Ning Beichuan, who was in a trance, exclaimed, and his body fell involuntarily.

Oh no! He woke up from a dream, and this was not a pit for killing wild beasts. If so, then it will be terrible, and there will be a lot of wooden stakes with sharp tops under the pit where wild beasts are hunted, and they will fall down and die.

Ning Beichuan used both hands and feet, frantically picking at the surrounding soil, trying to catch something, but unfortunately, the soil in the pit wall was soft, and he finally caught a branch.

Ning Beichuan roared, echoing through the cave.

With a bang, Ning Beichuan finally hit the bottom, but what was waiting for him was not sharpened stakes, but layers of leaves and decay, and he was not injured.

Ning Beichuan hurriedly jumped up and carefully checked his body, except for some abrasions on his body, he was not as pricked and full of holes as he expected. Fortunately, the fat boy was in the bamboo basket and was not injured.

It didn't seem to have gotten used to the light in the cave, and Ning Beichuan couldn't see his five fingers.

"Rolling. The fat boy screamed uneasily, as if there was a great danger hidden in the cave.

"Fat boy, don't be afraid. Ning Beichuan hurriedly took out the fire fold, and the bean-sized flames were beating uneasily, which illuminated the appearance of this pit.