Chapter Seventy-Five: Cultivating Sword Mountain

This place is like an eye of a storm, the thick clouds roll around, surround a mountain peak in the middle, even if it is the root of the mountain, there is a place to settle on the ground, it is all clouds and mist as far as the eye can see, the shape of this mountain is also extremely peculiar, like a sharp sword that penetrates into the sky, a circle of regular clouds and mist, sticking to the surface of the peak in a spiral shape, like a chain tied to the mountain, in short, the mystery reveals solemnity, vigorous and somewhat euphemistic, so that people look at it and are daunting.

Chongming bird hovering in mid-air, it seems to be a little hesitant, even Yusheng, is also shocked by the strange scene in front of him, for a while I don't know whether to enter or retreat, this kind of place is not an ordinary place at a glance, but has come here, not to go in to see and a little unwilling.

What Yu Sheng can be sure of is that they are still on the Zao Forget Mountain, that is to say, the Qi Mountain in front of them is actually a sub-peak on the Zao Forget Mountain, but this place is so secret, I am afraid that few people come, not to mention that the disc in his hand has become restless from the beginning, if it weren't for Yu Sheng's tightness, the disc may have broken free.

Half an hour later, Yu Sheng had already surveyed the area around the mountain, and after many attempts by him, there seemed to be no prohibition around the mountain, so he dared to command the Chongming bird to approach the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, the cloud chain that originally surrounded the entire mountain changed, and in front of Yusheng, a tender green rattan stretched out from the cloud chain without warning, and the speed was so fast that it had reached the front of the eye in the blink of an eye.

Yu Sheng waved the short knife that had been prepared a long time ago into a wall, and the moment he touched the rattan, there was a collision sound like ping-pong metal, and the originally invincible short knife was helpless against the rattan, and Yu Sheng's wrist was shocked and numb.

The rattan is like having eyes, and like a writhing water snake, looking for all kinds of tricky positions to get close to Yusheng, how dare Yusheng relax his strength, just want to command the Chongming bird to retreat, but there is a terrible bird cry in his ears.

Yu Sheng followed the prestige, only to see that Chongming Bird's foot was entangled by several rattans of the same size, and at the same time, dozens of rattans were divided from the cloud chain, overwhelmingly attacking Yusheng, and in the blink of an eye, a person and a bird were wrapped into a ball and dragged into the mountain.

After about a few breaths, Yusheng and Chongming Bird were thrown heavily on the hillside, and the rattans all returned to the cloud chain, from Yusheng's point of view, there was no trace of the existence of rattans, Yusheng got up and dusted off his body, and checked the Chongming Bird again, and saw that the other party was not injured, so he breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and found that they were on a steep slope, ten meters down is the cliff, but only one eaves can be seen up.

"Not good!"

Yu Sheng said secretly, only then did he find that his hand was empty, the green disc was nowhere to be found, Chongming Bird patted Yu Sheng's back with his wings, Yu Sheng looked up, just found that the disc jumped up and down, had jumped to the eaves, and then quite humanized cracked the black hole-like mouth, as if laughing at Yu Sheng.

The disc only made this one action, and then jumped down to the other side, disappearing from Yu Sheng's sight, Yu Sheng took a deep breath, others could not hear, but he did hear the other party's ridicule.

Seeing that there was something in the cloud chain that was about to move, Yusheng hurriedly stopped the Chongming bird from trying to fly over, and a person and a bird climbed the steep hillside for an hour before touching the eaves that seemed not far away.

Yu Sheng cautiously showed a pair of eyes, breathing couldn't help but suffocate, he rarely showed such a surprised look, and rarely was in a daze because he was fascinated by the scenery, but the dreamlike scene in front of him, he couldn't help but be calm, even the outcropping Chongming bird, was also a sluggish look.

It is certain that this is the top of this mountain, Yu Sheng has fantasized about the appearance of the top of the mountain countless times before coming up, but none of the scenes can be compared to the front of him, the whole mountain top is like a bowl, and he is lying on the eaves of the bowl, this angle just can see the panorama of the "bottom of the bowl".

Almost every few meters, there was an emerald green sword stuck in the ground, each sword was different in size and shape, and almost all the strange shapes that Yu Sheng could think of could be found in these swords.

Countless emerald swords form a circle, spread all over the "bottom of the bowl", in the middle is only a simple wooden house, next to the wooden house seems to be planted with some spiritual rice, on the other side is a large field of rape flowers, far away, Yusheng can ask a faint fragrance.

One person and one bird were stunned for a long time, and then carefully slid down the eaves of the "bowl", Yusheng walked a little bit of a thief's heart, and walked carefully at every step, but when he thought of the purpose of his coming, he became bold again, and swaggered to the side of a green sword.

"Is this ......?!"

Yu Sheng's surprise in this life may not be as much as today, now his mouth is enough to stuff a small egg, a pair of eyes stared at the strangely shaped green sword in front of him motionlessly, unconsciously stretched out his hand and touched it, a drop of red slid along the sword body, this sword is so sharp!

Yu Sheng's current body has almost reached the point of invulnerability, of course, this is only for ordinary weapons, the monk's magic weapon can still be slaughtered at will, this sword can easily cut his fingers, it is definitely not ordinary, even if it is not the level of a magic weapon, it is not far behind, and more importantly, the dense green sword here does not know how geometric, Yu Sheng thought of this and his scalp was numb.

And the sharpness of the swords was only a small part of the reason for his surprise, the most important thing was the swords themselves, Yu Sheng was very sure that these swords were not inserted into the ground, but grew on the ground, that is, they were not swords in essence, but some plants that looked like swords!

Yu Sheng closed his eyes, and countless whispers immediately sounded in his ears, and when he opened his eyes again, he showed a look of understanding.

"Originally, this place was called "Seed Sword Mountain", and I didn't think there were such strange plants in the world......"

Yu Sheng searched left and right, found a path that could pass through one person, and turned back to tell the rename Bird Road:

"You can't fly here, and that road can't accommodate your size, so you just wait for me here!"

The renamed bird cooed a few times, and Yu Sheng smiled: "Don't worry, no matter how I say it, I am also a disciple of the Forgetting Sect, and there will be no danger here!"

After Yu Sheng finished speaking, he walked slowly along the path, observing the shape of the swords on both sides, and secretly paying attention to the wooden house in the middle, but unfortunately the wooden door was still tightly covered, and when he walked to the large golden Lingmi field, a familiar voice came from the house.