Luo Fu clarified the doubts in his heart, and learned the trick of using mana, and learned that the wasteland turned out to be a flood wilderness, and the Kunlun Holy Mountain was the dojo of Sanqing, the originator of Taoism. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Saying goodbye to Yu, Luo Fu returned to his room and closed the door, Luo Fu's face was much calmer, although Luo Fu heard the name of the Sanqing saint before, he was full of joy and thought that this world was the world full of immortals and Buddhas, and the saint was the respected desolate world, but carefully compared with what he knew in his previous life, but he found many differences, but it made Luo Fu have a lot of doubts, and he thought hard, but he couldn't figure out whether it was the legend of the previous life that made up many ingredients, or the desolate world in front of him was more real.

I don't understand, Luo Fu no longer wastes brain cells, according to the method of the Yu Sect, Luo Fu sat cross-legged and began to mobilize the mana in the dantian.

With the effect of the spell, the golden light cluster in Luo Fu's dantian began to rotate faster, and was arranged and combined according to the guidance of the spell, and at the same time, the strange golden book in Luo Fu's mind also accelerated the speed of spitting out golden light, which not only made the dantian mana stronger and stronger, but also made Luo Fu's control of mana more and more proficient, although it was just a simple small trick, it also made Luo Fu feel extremely wonderful.

In the past, Luo Fu had never deliberately cultivated, but just let it run on its own, and now he has tasted all kinds of power, which makes Luo Fu's idea of cultivation high, and this concentrated cultivation is a few days, until he is so hungry that he can't concentrate.

"Didn't you say that cultivators don't need to eat, why am I still hungry, can it be said that my realm is too low to reach the so-called 'Bigu'! Well, it must be so, hey, I thought my realm was already very high, but I didn't expect that I couldn't even Bigu, it seems that I have to work hard!"

After eating, Kui narrated the events of the past few days to Luo Fu one by one, and Luo Fu listened to it wonderfully and ate even more happily.

In the past few days, nothing major has happened, just like usual, every day there will be blindless beasts rushing into the tribe to make trouble, if it was before, it would still make the tribe scramble, but now, the entire Tieyan tribe has many internal and external organs, and many traps are arranged by the clansmen according to Luo Fu's previous instructions, and some of them are even more powerful than Luo Fu said.

These fierce beasts were introduced into the trap by the clansmen, and the dead and wounded did not cause any damage to the Tieyan tribe, and even Yu who was ready to help on the side was stunned, seeing these sophisticated traps, Yu naturally thought of Luo Fu, and couldn't help but have more worship for Luo Fu.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the cold winter quietly leaves, the spring breeze blows, the earth blooms, and the wasteland regains its vitality again.

Since the Tieyan tribe settled here, this is the first time to survive the cold winter, in the past, there will always be countless people's lives, this time not only did not damage any clansmen, but also made the tribe's strength better than before, of course, all thanks to Luo Fu, the clansmen naturally know it.

Outside the tribe, the Tieyan patriarch led a group of clansmen to see off Luo Fu.

Kui pouted and said, "Fu, are you really going to Kunlun Sacred Mountain? Isn't it good to stay in the Tieyan Tribe, you are already a god, what are you going to do there?"

Hearing this, the Tieyan Patriarch scolded: "What do you know, although Fu is already a god, he still needs to go to the Holy Mountain to learn more clever methods, and it is useless to stay in the Tieyan Tribe." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Luo Fu: "Fu, with these arrangements you left behind, the Tieyan tribe will definitely be stronger from now on, you just need to learn art in the holy mountain with peace of mind, don't worry about us, we are all waiting for you to come back, waiting for you to lead us to develop stronger." ”

Luo Fu looked at the people of the clan, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart, although he had only been with everyone for a few months, but Luo Fu really regarded them as his relatives, this kind of feeling, except for Luo Fu's master in his previous life, had not been felt in anyone else.

In his previous life, Luo Fu imagined countless times what would happen if he had not been trafficked and if he had grown up in a normal family, but no matter how Luo Fu fantasized about it, he couldn't imagine it.

Now, Luo Fu was reborn into this magical desolate world, not only felt the family affection he had never tasted in his previous life, but also saw all kinds of magic, which made Luo Fu's mentality change a lot, he was no longer the 'thief god' who lived only to live in his previous life, he had bonds, and he had a clan that worried him.

"Don't worry, I will definitely come back!" Luo Fu didn't say much, no matter how eloquent Luo Fu was, when he was separated from his relatives, he couldn't confide in, and all kinds of feelings were only left with such a simple sentence in the end.

"Let's go!"

After receiving Luo Fu's order, Yu Mo recited the magic trick and rose up, flying towards the west quickly, turning into a black dot in the blink of an eye.

"Fu-sama go all the way!"

“......”

A group of clansmen looked at the place where Luo Fu and the others disappeared, waving their hands and shouting, some female clansmen cried a lot, and Kui even cried.

Luo Fu stood on the flying sword, the cold wind was swishing in his ears, and a teardrop from the corner of his eye was blown away as soon as he appeared.

Due to carrying two people, Yu Yujian's speed was greatly reduced, and it took more than half a day to gradually see the shadow of Kunlun Holy Mountain.

Standing in the sky, the Kunlun Holy Mountain is surrounded by flowers, and the lush woods wrap the Kunlun Holy Mountain, it seems that the surrounding of the Holy Mountain does not seem to have experienced a cold winter, and everything is so vibrant.

Gradually approaching the Kunlun Sacred Mountain, Luo Fu saw more people from the sword, they came from all directions, and the direction was also Kunlun Sacred Mountain.

Yu explained: "Those are all disciples of the Kunlun Holy Mountain, some of them are doing some miscellaneous work in the mountains like me, and some are registered disciples, they are all ordered to help the human race survive the cold winter. ”

Luo Fu asked, "Why are they all miscellaneous servants or registered disciples, why don't the personal disciples of the three gods help the human race?"

"The identities of the three godmen are so noble, and their personal disciples are naturally even more extraordinary, and the disciples of the gods have been practicing in retreat for several years every time, and they have no time to go out at all. ”

Luo Fu didn't say much, but he was not angry in his heart.

"There is no time to say anything, it's all nonsense, it's simply a very high opinion of oneself and doesn't look at the human race in the eyes. ”

Approaching the Kunlun Holy Mountain, Yu lowered the flying sword and landed at the foot of the mountain, and other people who were swordsmen also landed, greeting each other, and some people who knew Yu came to say hello.

Someone asked, "Yu, how did you bring the human race to the Holy Mountain?"

Before coming to Kunlun Holy Mountain, Luo Fu had already explained that he should not expose Luo Fu's affairs, and when he was asked about it, Yu naturally dealt with it calmly.

"His name is Fu, and he wants to come to the Holy Mountain to learn art, and when I saw that he was pitiful, I brought him to try my luck. ”

This kind of thing is not unusual, everyone just asked casually, did not delve into it, greeted each other a few words and walked towards the stairs up the mountain.