The slippery moss on the stone steps was still quietly paved, but the moment Mu Chenhao stepped on it, on the first step, there was wind, clouds, rain, and thunder exploding out of thin air.

The invisible pressure alone was enough to tear Mu Chenhao's body apart. The thunder tribulation roar, the moment it was about to hit Mu Chenhao, there was a dim dust light folds and glowing, messing up the surroundings and enveloping Mu Chenhao, avoiding the trajectory of the thunder light.

Rao was like this, Mu Chenhao's cracked head could no longer control the body that was about to explode, and knelt down on the stone steps of the first layer.

His eyes were bloodshot and red, the pores of his whole body were already bright red, his hands were firmly propped up on the stone steps, and the deafening buzzing in his mind was so stirring that Mu Chenhao almost flew out of the sky. Desperately raised his head and looked at the two hundred and ninety-nine steps in front of him, calm and silent, and the chasm was nothing more than that.

Suddenly, thick clouds rolled, and a thunderclap smashed into the dense forest, shaking the heavens and the earth, and then filling the air with heavy dust and smoke, and there was a fire.

A shadow rushed out of the smoke and dust, it was the big fat deer who brought Mu Chenhao here, the big fat deer's shiny fur at this time was scorched and black, embarrassed, and in his fearless eyes, looking at Mu Chenhao's back, the panic that could not be concealed was another thunder, and the big fat deer couldn't care about anything else, and ran frantically into the distance.

On the stone steps, Mu Chenhao's bare back was already cracked, and blood stains were spreading. What the invisible force has to do is to completely annihilate the Ascender.

The dust light seemed to be even dimmer, and the thunder above his head seemed to smell Mu Chenhao's breath, becoming more and more violent, and the rain was coming, all like sharp blades, piercing Mu Chenhao's bloody back, and the blood gushing out was constantly washed away by the rain.

The fire is blazing, and the rain is not stopping.

A stone staircase, already so.

Mu Chenhao, who was almost unconscious, had nothing in his scarlet eyes, but despite this, he unconsciously raised his left leg with the same blood mold, but with such an action, the blood burst out and melted into the rain.

I don't know how long, Mu Chenhao raised his right leg again, straightened up, and stood on a layer of stone steps.

The big fat deer finally ran out of the dangerous area, and looked back at the place where the fire was soaring and the thunder was bursting, and then glanced at the scorched black hair, which was very heartbroken.

"Evil obstacles, you have done a very good thing!" The angry shouts came from the air, and when the big fat deer heard this, he hurriedly ran away, and before he could run a few steps, he was actually detained in the air out of thin air.

The big fat deer struggled for a while, but when he saw the person stepping on the void, he curled up in a ball and no longer moved. An old man with white hair and a long beard stepped into the air, and rushed to the thunderstorm with the big fat deer.

Enter the 300 bluestone road, wave your sleeves, and the fire will be extinguished.

Carrying the big fat deer on his back, he said: "Evil obstacles, just trying to talk about the tongue, don't you compare the consequences?" The big fat deer seemed to understand words, wilted his head, and did not lose it.

A few more steps, and finally in front of the bluestone road. The thunder finally saw the interpersonal relationship, and the head was smashed open, and it was unstoppable. The old man waved his hand, and the big fat deer took off to greet him, but before the big fat deer showed a look of fear, the thunder was already solid and slashed on his body.

The miserable hisses were repeated, and the big fat deer's body was black, but there were no major injuries.

The old man didn't care how embarrassed the big fat deer was, and was so frightened that he ran to Mu Chenhao, who had already stepped on the second layer of stone steps.

The second order to, the wind and clouds.

The clouds in the sky were even worse, the dust was gone, and Mu Chenhao, whose body was in tatters, was fished back by the old man.

It's just that at that moment, several thunderbolts fell, and when they hit the big fat deer, they dissipated silently.

Mu Chenhao, who was paralyzed in the arms of the old man, was no longer human, and his life was like a gossamer. On the ground, the old man held Mu Chenhao, who was covered in blood, and the big fat deer limped with his teeth bared and stood quietly beside the old man.

After a long time, the old man sighed, dragged Mu Chenhao out of thin air, hung behind him, and turned to leave, without taking the charred spirit fruit trees around him into his eyes at all.

The big fat deer only followed behind him for two steps, and was suddenly thrown out, straight into the air, and disappeared without a trace, in exchange for the old man's word,

"Get out. ”

"It's still like that, there's no cure. The old man scolded the people behind him, but the people behind him passed out and didn't know.

Not long after the old man left, some people finally noticed the abnormal change, rushed to see the messy trees, beat their chests and feet in pain, and scolded bloodily.

After cleaning up the mess, Yu Yiyi said in his ear: "Zhangjiao, in this matter, someone should have climbed the bluestone road, looking at this level, it should not be a high order." ”

The person at the head is middle-aged, but he has an incomprehensible aura that makes people fearful. Hearing this, his brows furrowed slightly: "Quietly entered the mountain behind my question, but I wanted to climb the ladder to become an immortal but didn't even say hello, so I didn't take my question in my eyes, what about protecting the mountain?"

The man was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "I don't know." ”

The Palm Sect snorted coldly: "Check!" Under the order, everyone retreated, and before they could retreat, the Palm Sect stretched out his hand to stop one person, and said, "That's it, Yuzhong, don't get involved in the affairs of this place, the matter of mountaineering is tight, you go first." ”

When the person known as the Jade Bell heard this, he nodded and turned to leave.

There was only one person left in the sect, staring at the three hundred moss-colored stone steps for a long time, and suddenly laughed with contempt, and said: "There are always ignorant rats who refuse to take one step at a time, delusional thoughts to become immortals, if this immortal ladder is so easy to walk, how can no one be able to go up for thousands of years, and I am afraid that the thunder tribulation will not be blown into ashes." ”

As he was talking, a person galloped over, stood behind the head of the sect, and said, "Fifteen Jingxin fruit trees have been destroyed, seven Tianzhi trees have been destroyed, and nearly thirty Tongnian trees have been injured by the nearest Tongnian tree. As soon as he said that, the brows of the master became darker and darker, and his breathing couldn't help but become slightly heavier.

This spirit tree is the foundation of asking the void, although there are nearly a thousand trees here, it has been heartbroken for a long time, not to mention that it has to be kept for the purpose of opening the mountain gate, so it is inevitably a little stretched.

"What about the mountain guard?" asked the master. The man hesitated for a while, and replied: "I haven't seen it, looking at the signs of the thunderstorm, it should be a few hits, and I don't know where I ran away." ”

The head of the sect finally laughed angrily, and couldn't help laughing twice: "That stupid thing, if it weren't for the thick skin, it should really be caught and eaten for a hundred, so as not to stare at the fruit every day for nothing." ”

The people behind him listened, and they had to laugh a few times, the cultivation of the mountain protection was so deep, and there were very few people who could suppress it.

After the addiction, the palm teacher was really relaxed, and shook his sleeve robe, "Guarding this place, I'll go to the ancestor to take a look." After speaking, the figure of the master disappeared.

Ask the void, the mountain is even the sky, I don't know how far from the ground, in addition to the main peak, there are another hundred small peaks, of which there are five for the most, respectively: apocalypse, chaos, if the underworld, Yaxuan, Muyun. But in fact, the first four are around the main peak, forming the most general question, the reason why Muyun Peak is also among them, is not because of its scale, on the contrary, the scale is much smaller than other peaks, and the position is on the edge of asking the void.

It's just because, on this Muyun Peak, there is only one person, and it is the ancestor of this mountain - Muyun Zhenren.

Come to this Muyun Peak, suddenly feel full of greenery, the bamboo sea ups and downs, all of them are happy, between the bamboo forests, you will see the bamboo house, a white-haired old man is lying on the bamboo chair, twisting his beard and pretending to sleep. The head coach didn't dare to bother, and stood quietly aside. Fang stood up, the old man didn't open his eyes, and said, "What's the matter?"

The master bowed: "I disturbed the ancestor Qingxiu, but on the side of the immortal ladder, I don't know who climbed a few steps, destroyed some fruit trees, and didn't know where to go to protect the mountain." ”

The ancestor shook the bamboo chair gently, but still never opened his eyes: "I have said a long time ago, everything has to be done by yourself, if you are all counting on that beast, this position of teaching, let that beast sit." ”

The head of the sect was red-faced when he heard this, and he didn't dare to refute anything, so he bowed his body: "Let the ancestor laugh shamefully, and the disciple will be ashamed." As he spoke, the ancestor sighed, suddenly stopped the shaking bamboo chair, sat up, opened his eyes and looked at the master: "That's it, these days, it's been hard for you." ”

Hearing this, the master hurriedly said: "The ancestor said that he was laughing, but Wang Qian didn't dare. ”

"It's okay, I've arranged this matter, you don't have to look for the person who stepped on the ladder, stop this matter first, the first thing is to climb the mountain, and let the rest go first. ”

Wang Qianzhang nodded, bowed, and left.

Afterwards, Mu Yunzhen continued to lie on the bamboo chair, closing his eyes and recuperating. In the bamboo house, the only simple bed is Mu Chenhao, who is scarred and skinless, if it weren't for the faint sound of breathing, I am afraid that he would not even know life and death.

The wind rises, and the sound of bamboo sea gargling is extremely suitable.

"If you don't give up after boarding once, is it possible that you have to die a few more times before you give up?"

Mu Yunzhen's swaying bamboo chair suddenly froze for a moment, and then made a creaking sound, which did not stop with the frequency of the swaying.

sighed: "How can you get rid of the debt collection now?" got up, disassembled the bamboo chair, and disassembled it into a pile of broken bamboo strips.

Waving his hand, there were several green bamboos that broke and fell in front of him, Mu Yunzhen bent down, took out a few farm tools, and skillfully moved his hands, really like an old farmer, buried in hard work, and his forehead was soaked in fine sweat.

The bamboo forest is full of life. Another brand-new bamboo chair appeared in front of Mu Yunzhen's eyes, wiped the sweat beads from his forehead, lay down again, and shook it gently again.

After a long time, his eyes were closed, and in a comfortable voice,

"The day is cold at the beginning, the autumn is cool, and a lonely bird drags the sun. The bluestone is bitter, the heart is panicked, and the gray shirt is withered. Old, old. ”

Mu Chenhao fell asleep, and Mu Yun Zhenren also fell asleep. The wind gusted, the bamboo sea was also gusting, the branches and leaves were rubbing, and in the corner behind the bamboo house, a fat horned deer was licking the charred fur one by one, his eyes were full of heartache, he looked up at the direction where Mu Yunzhen was, got up, it was a small vegetable garden, opened his mouth, and swallowed a vegetable that was growing well.

The corners of the real person's mouth were smiling, and he twisted his long beard, "I'm old, and I feel a lot." As he spoke, he fell into a deep sleep.

Everything is quiet.