The mountain behind Qingcheng, compared with the previous mountain, the scenery is slightly inferior, but it is more secluded, there are few people who practice in seclusion, and there is no trace of human footing.

Bai Fu walked along the "road" that he didn't know what kind of large animals stepped on, walking among the tall basils, and he didn't realize that he was in front of a waterfall.

"It turned out to be a road for animals to get water!" Bai Fu smiled slightly, picked up a handful of water from the pool, and saw that the water quality was very clear, it was a rare mountain spring water. If you have to make a comparison, it is ordinary drinking water, there are 108,000 insects in a bowl, and the water here is less than 1,000 insects in a bowl, which can be called good water. Only spiritual areas such as Qingcheng Mountain can give birth to such a pure water source.

Bai Fu saw that this waterfall flew down from the cliff of Qianren, flying down dozens of meters from the ground, like two white rainbows falling, smashing up thousands of snow waves, somewhat similar to the waterfall in Lingxiu Mountain, and loved it.

"This place is good, I've been wandering for a long time, why don't you cultivate here to the extreme of refining gods, and then open the furnace to refine the golden pill, cultivate into an earth immortal, and then turn back to Xiniu!" Bai Fu's heart moved, and he felt calm down and cultivate for a while.

Cultivation pays attention to the combination of movement and static, Bai Fu thought to himself, since he left Xiniu Hezhou, he has been wandering all day long...... Well, I'm running around, but I haven't calmed down and cultivated well, since this place is so eye-catching, I'll talk about it after cultivating here for a while.

Bai Fu looked around, and saw that on the cliff, there was an ancient pine with lush leaves, and there seemed to be a flat place behind it, and he immediately kicked his feet, and jumped over the water surface of about 20 zhang, and fell under the opposite cliff.

At the bottom of the cliff, the light of the lotus silk shoes under Bai Fu's feet flashed, and his hands spewed out white gas, condensing into lotus-like auspicious clouds, supporting Bai Fu to fly upward.

Stepping on the lotus and going up, in front of the ancient pine, it is a break in the cliff, which is three meters long, a meter wide, slightly inclined outward, and a few stones the size of a human head are raised.

Standing on the stone cliff, looking around, I found that not only was the field of vision very broad, but also facing the east, and I did not delay collecting purple qi from the east every morning to cultivate. Even better, the cascading waterfall is just three feet to the left, so it seems easy to get water. Bai Fu nodded, very satisfied, and decided to open a temporary cave here to cultivate.

"The area is not too large, and it seems that it is necessary to build a hanging house. Bai Fu muttered, his hand patted lightly on the Seven Treasure Gourd, and the blue blood and fire turned into a golden red light and rushed out and fell into his right hand.

......The sword light flickered, and the blue blood sword, which was as sharp as mud, easily cut off several raised stones on the platform and rolled them to the stone pool below, stirring up a pile of snow foam.

After cutting off the convex stone, the stone platform looked a lot smoother, and Bai Fu looked at the ancient pine, ten meters high, one person hugging it, and it was quite straight.

"It's good wood!" Bai Fu nodded, thinking that half of the wood for building the hanging house was available.

Just as he was about to swing his sword to cut wood, he looked at the stone platform and felt that the space was still a little smaller, and he was afraid that he would not be able to pile up the wood after the pine tree had been divided.

"We have to widen it a little more!" Bai Fu thought, as soon as the True Yuan in his hand spit out, Huo Feng spit out the sword qi.

Bai Fu swung to the right, and the sword qi whistled across the stone wall, the sword qi shattered, and the sparks burst out, leaving a pitch-black sword mark, three feet into the stone.

Bai Fu's hand shook, the sword qi condensed again, the lotus under his feet, his body shook, and he reached the cliff on the right, standing in the air, holding the sword in both hands.

"Bang ......"

A rock as smooth as a knife on both sides smashed into the deep pool, splashing countless waters, and several elk, which were drinking water, fled with their hooves and hid in the forest.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Stones of various shapes fell from the top of the cliffs, and the sound drowned out the roar of the waterfall, startling many small animals from approaching.

......A whole hour passed before no stone fell from the cliff, and the author of all this, after a long boo, collapsed to the ground, his hands trembling like cramps.

"It's no wonder that most of the monsters' caves are ready-made caves, and if they don't have the power to pull out the power of the immortals in the mountains, it's really not easy to open a cave in their favorite place!"

Looking at the original stone platform, it was widened into a platform about 15 meters long and 3 meters wide, which was enough to build a small house.

"I really don't know how high the mana is and how sharp the sword is for those masters who cut off the mountain peaks with one sword. After returning to Zhenyuan, Bai Fu looked at his masterpiece and suddenly remembered the scene of those immortals leveling the mountain peak with a sword and building a palace on it, and he was fascinated.

"A sword to flatten the mountain peak, it's nothing, thinking about the heavenly court hanging in the sky, but it's even more shocking. There are also some great powers in ancient times, which can open up a small world in the chaos to cultivate......" The more Bai Fu thought about it, the more he became fascinated.

"Let's take it step by step, one day ......" Bai Fu didn't finish his words, just closed his eyes and worked hard to cultivate.

After practicing on the cliff all night, after picking purple qi in the morning and getting a roasted pheasant to satisfy his stomach, he sharpened his knife and prepared to build a hanging house.

Bai Fu first looked at the terrain, and then conceived the modeling diagram of the hanging house in his mind - it was said to be a house, but Bai Fu worked so hard that it was impossible to really build a thatched house on this hundred-zhang cliff, no matter how immortal the wind and bones were, and people who were not moved by foreign objects, would not do this kind of thing.

The drawings in his mind were quickly drawn, Bai Fu opened his eyes, and the blue blood sword appeared in his hand, and after a flicker of cold light, the side branches of the big pine tree were removed, leaving only the straight trunk.

Bai Fu danced a sword flower, put the Huofeng Sword into the Zangfeng scabbard, and circled around the big pine tree, reaching out and touching it twice from time to time.

When Bai Fu touched the trunk of the tree, Zhenyuan poured into the trunk, and the pine wood quality and texture were clearly explored.

He took a few steps back, suddenly pulled out the Fire Blade Sword, and waved his hand to shake out a sword aura. This sword qi was as thin as a gossamer, slightly invisible, but the speed was as fast as electricity, but it circled around the pine tree in an instant.

......When this sword qi wrapped from the root of the tree to the bifurcation of the canopy, the bark of the pine tree cracked through countless openings, spewing out a lot of white pulp.

With a "whoosh", pieces of bark fell, piling up in a small pile on the ground, the size of a grave.

Bai Fu waved his sleeves and waved a swirling yin wind, rolling the pile of construction waste into the distance and throwing it into the barren grass in the mountains.

"Go!" Bai Fu swung his sword again, and countless gossamer-like sword qi flew out, and a moment later, the pine tree disintegrated, and a wooden plank two meters long, one foot wide, and one and a half inches thick.

"Bang Bang ......"

Under Bai Fu's control, the wooden planks were stacked in the middle of the stone platform, close to the eight directions.

This pile of planks is pushed together, and the rosin fragrance is strong. On closer inspection, it was found that each plank was not only smooth, but also very dry, as if it was made of dead trees, but it was hot with white sword, and when it was cut, it was dried with water.

After that, the white compound code blocks began to build a house, yes, to build a house, using mortise and tenon to put together a piece of plank.

It took a day for Bai Fu to build a suspended wooden house with doors, windows, and a balcony, with about 30 square meters (half hanging outside the cliff) and a solid wood floor, but unfortunately there was no roof.

"Fauvist style, that's good!" Bai Fu stood on the edge of the balcony, looking at the boxy, bungalow-style cabin in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction.

The cabin is very ugly, except for the base, which is far from the modeling picture in Bai Fu's mind, but Bai Fu looks very comfortable, after all, this is what he put together piece by piece.

"Cover a few planks and you're ready to move in. Well, draw vajra talismans on the walls and wooden boards first, so that it is more stable. ”