Chapter Thirty-Six: Three Years of Encounters

On the gentle slopes, a mountain stream flows through the bushes.

The moonlight is sprinkled, and the stream is speckled with light.

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and a blue-shirted boy fell aside, the young man's face was expressionless, and with a flash of sword light, he retracted his sword and burrowed into the bushes along the stream.

Just entered the cave, Xue Ling, who was sleeping in his sleeve, swooped onto the stone bed, and found a comfortable position in the futon, put his big fluffy tail on his head, and then fell asleep.

Shen Yun shook his head, smiled bitterly, and walked to the secret room behind the stone bed.

Cultivation requires absolute silence, and the constant bubbling of the spring will have an impact after all. So, later, in the belly of the mountain behind the stone bed, a secret room with a radius of more than one foot was opened for cultivation.

also helped Xue Ling dig out a small nest, which was warm and comfortable, but unexpectedly, Xue Ling didn't like it, she only liked to sleep at the end of the bed......

With a "rattle", the stone door of the secret room closed, and the sound of gurgling water suddenly became inaudible.

A few rays of moonlight spilled from the air vent, making this dim secret room have a little more light, Shen Yun walked to the center of the secret room, sat on the ground, and looked at the distant stars with his eyes through the air outlet above.

The flight of the imperial sword is the symbol of the immortal cultivator.

As soon as he stepped into the Spiritual Silence Realm, Shen Yun easily learned it, but at the beginning he stumbled, crookedly and twisted, and he was sometimes high and sometimes low, always feeling that the flying sword under his feet was unstable and was about to fall at any time.

But after a few months, he became extremely proficient.

Flying against the wind, it is drenching and dripping, and the speed is extremely fast.

The fly in the ointment is that Edgeworth's mana is consumed extremely quickly when he flies, and even now, his mana is only enough to support him to fly two sticks of incense. Because of his rapid speed, Shen Yuncai has never changed his place of residence, and only occasionally stays out for one night.

The old demon mountain demon beast Qiduo once tried to venture to an area of about nine hundred miles, but only once, he was scared and never went again.

It's too dense, and I actually encountered several groups of demon beasts in a day, and not only that, but they also haunted in groups of threes and twos.

Ordinary three- or two-headed demon beasts, as long as their strength is not too strong, and they attack together with Xue Ling, it is not difficult to deal with it. But if there is too much, it will be troublesome, not only dangerous, but also because it will drag on for too long, attracting other monsters.

In the end, Shen Yun fixed the range of activities around six hundred miles, and went out to hunt for medicine every day, and in the past three years, he didn't know how many demon beasts he had killed, and of course he had encountered many dangers.

Fortunately, after cooperating with Xue Ling for a long time, the two sides have a very tacit understanding, and most of the time, even if there are three or four demon beasts, they can win in danger and defeat the opponent without danger.

Occasionally, when he encounters danger, he takes the Snow Spirit Sword, flies up, and escapes directly.

However, it is not good to encounter flying demon beasts, I remember that once two golden-eyed Xun eagles stared at him, Shen Yun had to run wildly on the ground, in order to save mana, he did not dare to open the spiritual shield, so he could only keep dodging the spell attacks of the old eagle.

Xue Ling didn't have a point, at most she lay on Shen Yun's shoulder, and shouted a few times angrily.

After a long time, Shen Yun's body was scarred, fortunately he encountered a cave on the road, so he went into it, and the flying demon beasts usually did not dare to chase into the cave, and finally had to return in a huff.

Most of the danger is due to encountering clever monsters, they know how to catch cicadas with praying mantises, and yellow finches are behind.

Every time he and Xue Ling joined forces to kill several demon beasts, when they were exhausted, the "Yellow Sparrow" attacked and killed, which made Shen Yun and Xue Ling have to flee in embarrassment.

I don't know if it's because Shen Yun is not deep enough, in the past three years, I have rarely seen human beings, I have seen them three times in total, of course, every time I meet an immortal cultivator, mortals can't survive in the Old Demon Ridge.

For the first time.

When he met a young man of a similar age, his divine sense swept over, only to find that it was a monk from the third layer of the Spirit Realm, Shen Yun was overjoyed and hurriedly went over to greet him.

As a result, the young man was very respectful and extremely nervous, and kept looking around.

Shen Yun originally wanted to find out a little more about the common sense related to cultivating immortals, but the kid was absent-minded, and after saying less than two words, he got up and said goodbye, saying that he urgently needed to bring the spirit grass back and treat the patient.

In desperation, I had to say goodbye.

Although only a few words were exchanged, there was still something to gain, and I learned that the spells of the immortal cultivators were recorded in special spell books, and the few spells and tricks attached to the exercises were only a few commonly used and very few.

Second.

I met a husband and wife, and the two flew in the clouds and landed when they found Shen Yun.

When the distance was a little closer, a coercion made Shen Yun tremble, his breathing was not smooth, and he felt like a monkey being targeted by a mandrill, and he didn't dare to move, just waiting for death over there.

This fairy couple.

The man's face is like a crown of jade, his head is tied with a purple and gold crown, his fiery red hair is bright and eye-catching, and his white shirt is fluttering;

The woman's flower and moon appearance is dignified, her blue hair is flying and flowing, and she is also wearing a white shirt.

The couple had no malicious intent, and the male cultivator asked Bai Mangshan very kindly how to go?

I am ashamed that Shen Yun has never heard of this place name, so he has to reply respectfully, only knowing that this is the Old Demon Ridge, and that there is Fengjian Mountain......

The couple didn't get the answer they wanted, and they didn't say much, and then they took their leave and flew away.

It wasn't until the other party was far away that Shen Yun relaxed, and he was actually drenched in cold sweat, but Xue Ling was still asleep in his sleeves, unaware that the two masters had just left.

The third time.

It was just a few days ago, when I heard the sound of fighting in the distance while exploring.

"Could it be that there is an immortal cultivator hunting demon beasts?" Curiosity was great, and he crossed several hills, hid behind a boulder, and peeked at it.

I saw that in the valley, there were actually four monks, fighting in pairs.

Two of them, young men in their twenties, wore the same pale silver silk shirt, dressed similarly, presumably either from the same family or as brothers;

And the fight with them was a man and a woman, of which the male cultivator was very strong, wearing a purple brocade robe, and the female cultivator was wearing a pink shirt, which was charming and moving.

What surprised Shen Yun was the way they fought.

In particular, the purple-robed man actually controlled three identical flying swords, constantly shooting at one of the silver-shirted youths, and on his side, there was a ball of purple light, flying and circling, blocking the silver-shirted youth's flying sword;

The enchanting young woman made a rope magic weapon, and the long snake circled around another silver-shirted young man, and by her side, a small black shield the size of a palm and a flickering light flickered out of thin air, which was tightly guarded;

The two silver-shirted youths had exactly the same means, one of them attacked with a flying sword, and there was a ball of white light on both sides, drifting back and forth at high speed, blocking enemy attacks.

"Those light clusters, are they all defensive type magic weapons?" The question came to his mind, this was the first time Shen Yun had seen a monk fight, and it was also the first time he had seen a defensive treasure.

In the scolding, Shen Yun roughly understood, it turned out that it was because of a spirit grass that caused a conflict, obviously this spirit grass was extremely rare. At present, it seems that the pair of purple-robed big man and enchanting young woman have the advantage, and the two silver-shirted young men are fighting and retreating.

No one casts spells in battle, they all borrow the power of magic weapons.

This is easy to understand, casting spells is too time-consuming and laborious, not to mention that the attack speed is not as good as magic weapons.

It's just that why was the purple-robed man able to calmly control three flying swords, as well as a defensive magic weapon with a purple light flashing? Shen Yun looked puzzled, what kind of cultivation does this have to be, and how powerful is his divine sense to control?

So I couldn't help but sweep my senses.

I saw it clearly, except for the purple-robed Han Linglone's third-layer cultivation, which was one level higher than himself, the other three were all second-layer Linglone's cultivation. At the same time, the four of them also noticed Shen Yun's peeping, and immediately looked at the future. Shen Yun was taken aback, even though the sun was warm, a chill rose in his heart.

"Chirp. Feeling the hostility, Xue Ling jumped out of his sleeve pocket and screamed at the four of them.

"This fellow Daoist, my brother is a disciple of Bailomon. The silver-shirted young man who was fighting with the purple-robed man was the first to speak, "Daoist friends help my brother ......"

"Shut up!" The purple-robed man shouted angrily, and he was fierce, and the silver-shirted young man was in a hurry with the overwhelming sword light, and then he shouted, "This fellow Daoist, we were originally four people exploring, and I don't want these two brothers to have crooked thoughts......"

After a few fierce attacks, the silver-shirted young man was even more embarrassed, and he didn't care about refutation, the purple-robed man's eyes flashed and he continued to shout, "Daoyou helped my husband and wife kill these two, and the treasures obtained by the three of us will be divided equally!"

"Daoist friend Mo Xin!" When the silver-shirted young man heard this, he was anxious, and he took a few steps to dodge and fly, and shouted, "Their husband and wife are evil cultivators, and they said that the good spiritual things will be kept by my junior brother for the time being, and they will divide them equally in the future, and when they see a five-hundred-year-old spirit grass, they want to monopolize ......."

"Nonsense!"

"Really! Daoist friends helped my brother kill this man, and my brother didn't take anything from the contents of their storage bag!" the silver-shirted young man took a few more steps back and took the time to shout out what he had to say.

The other silver-shirted young man and the bewitching young woman were inseparable from each other, and they only cared about dealing with the opponent with all their might, let alone interjecting, obviously looking at the two who spoke.

"Five hundred years of spirit grass?" Shen Yun's heart moved slightly.

The more years the spirit grass is, the more aura it contains, in the past few years in the Old Demon Ridge, most of the ones that Shen Yun picked are annual low-level spirit grasses, and it is rare to encounter too many years.

Five hundred years of spirit grass, just think about it, you know that it must contain incomparably pure medicinal power, and its value is also very amazing.

After a while, Shen Yun had already made up his mind, no longer hesitated, rolled his hand, took Xue Ling back into his sleeve pocket, and then threw out the Qiushui Sword, harnessed the flying sword, and broke through the air.

With a "whoosh", the sword went away in a blink of an eye.

The four of them were stunned for a moment, they didn't expect Shen Yun to walk so neatly, they were stunned, and then started fighting.

Although Shen Yun's qualifications are average, he is not stupid.

These two groups of people, the husband and wife, don't feel like good birds when they look at them, not to mention that they have already taken the advantage, and the consequences of helping them are likely to be dead and dead;

And that pair of senior brothers, listening to the name of their Bailuomen, knew that this was a force, obviously it was still a force of cultivating immortals, and dealing with the disciples of such a force, it is estimated that in the end they were willing to let themselves go, and they had to be grateful to Dai De for their great grace.

Since the location of the battle was not far from the cave, Shen Yun was worried that after the four of them decided the winner, they would come to find trouble. For this reason, he simply ran across the Baishui River in one go, found a barren mountain and dug a hole, and hid for two days before daring to return.

These three encounters made Shen Yun realize that he really didn't know much about the world of immortal cultivators.

Especially this time, the undisguised hostility of those people made Shen Yun have a more intuitive feeling of the cruelty of the immortal cultivation world. Moreover, it was found that even if the cultivation was similar, its combat power might be very different because of the magic weapon.

Shen Yun felt that blindly cultivating in the deep mountains would make limited progress. If you can find an immortal cultivation force like Bailuomen and worship the mountain gate, it will definitely be of great help to your future cultivation.

In this way, the heart of leaving the old demon mountain was born.