At this time, it was already evening, and the sun that was about to enter the mountains and forests was still exuding afterglow without admitting defeat, Xiao Po's back was facing west and east, and the position he was standing in was just covering the sunset. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhang Yucheng was a little angry just now, and was about to teach Xiao Po a lesson, but seeing that this young man not only had no fear, but also had an expression full of indifference, as if he was sure that he didn't dare to go over, Zhang Yucheng hesitated, and after taking a closer look, he found that this young man's body was full of light, accompanied by a hazy and ethereal feeling, confusing his eyes and consciousness.

He knew that it was the light of the setting sun, but when it was placed on the boy, it was so harmonious, as if it was born to exist, and he couldn't make this illusion clear.

Zhang Yucheng was suddenly a little stunned in his heart, and his words stammered, but he still raised his voice: "You...... Who are you?"

Xiao Po didn't understand how the fat man Zhang, who was still angry just now, became like this in a blink of an eye, and he didn't plan to figure out the reason, so he asked again with a smile: "Fat ...... Fat big brother, when and where will Ling Xuzong recruit disciples?" Xiao Po also felt that he was a little fierce just now, so he asked again in another tone, calling out this big brother, Xiao Po felt very awkward, he was a monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years, and he was a little embarrassed to call a person who was only in his twenties.

In Zhang Yucheng's eyes, Xiao Po's expression naturally has another meaning.

Damn! This kid is bluffing!

"Where did you come from, wild boy! Fat with his mouth open, fat with his mouth closed, so uneducated!" Feeling that he was being teased, Zhang Yucheng suddenly became angry and preached to Xiao Po.

He is a well-known member of Gulan Town, and the other party may not have just climbed out of a mountain, since this kid's parents did not discipline him well, then he will replace his parents and teach him some principles of life.

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yucheng walked to the side of the road, left a willow branch that looked very flexible from a weeping willow tree, brushed off the leaves on it, and shook it twice from side to side, listening to the whirring wind drawn by the wicker, Zhang Yucheng nodded with satisfaction, and then approached Xiao Po.

In fact, he did this, not really to beat Xiao Po, but to make Xiao Po scared, run away by himself, and don't pester him anymore.

He found that he was wrong, wrong, not only did the young man in front of him not retreat, but also kept standing in place, not moving, not even blinking his eyelids, just smiling, looking at him quietly, with a calm face.

Xiao Po was not afraid, Zhang Yucheng himself was beating a drum in his heart, and said in his head: "This young man is so thin, his face is also a little pale, and he looks weak, but he is so calm, is there anything to rely on?"

The matter has come to this point, there is no turning back, even if what awaits him in front of him is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, he can't stop, Zhang Yucheng won't do anything about slapping his face and losing his name.

He didn't notice that his steps were getting smaller and smaller, he only felt that the distance between him and the boy was getting closer and closer, obviously there were still thirty steps, but in Zhang Yucheng's heart, time passed so fast, as if in the blink of an eye......

Three hundred miles south of Gulan Town, there is an endless mountain, the vast and reckless mountains, ups and downs, like a green dragon leaping, hanging above and below the clouds.

On a winding mountain road, a young man is galloping, the mountain road is rugged, but there is no obstacle to the young man, he seems to be walking on the ground, his steps are changing according to a peculiar rhythm, and the remnants of his legs come out one after another, and it is difficult for the naked eye to distinguish which one is true and which one is false.

He was followed by a fat man, this fat man was even more conspicuous, I saw his legs flying off the ground, and the speed of the teenager was exactly the same, if anyone saw it, they would exclaim, a young man with such an obese body, can still fly so fast, this is not the magic power of the immortals who live in the mountains? Could it be that he is an immortal?

Entering a gap in the cliff that is a few feet wide, the inside suddenly opens up.

It's a valley.

The valley is not as hot as outside, slightly cool, unknown birds, the call is like a melodious sound, the lingering sound is endless, under the careful smell, the faint fragrance of flowers and plants, straight to the nose, refreshing, looking into the distance, the edge of the valley, a stream flowing from nowhere, is flowing happily, emitting a subtle murmuring sound, as if flowing through the heart, scratching the people's hearts are itchy, want to immediately run over to take a sip, relieve the irritability of the heat.

People who have never seen it will think that this is a fairyland, and only a fairyland will appear in such a beautiful and joyful environment that cannot be expressed in words.

"Little brother, I've already brought you here, can you put me down?" Zhang Yucheng's face was expressionless, and his voice was numb.

If it was usual, opposite this fairyland on earth, Zhang Yucheng sighed to himself, maybe he would be a poet and write a poem, but now, he turned a blind eye to the surrounding environment and turned a deaf ear.

He wasn't shocked?

He was so shocked!

He couldn't have imagined that a young man with such a thin figure could carry him for hundreds of miles, and he could still look around without blushing or beating his heart, and enjoy the beautiful scenery around him!

If he is an Immortal Lord, why would he still inquire about Ling Xuzong's recruitment of disciples? Isn't he? Then he carried himself to run 300 miles in just two hours, could it be that he was dreaming?

Zhang Yucheng still clearly remembers that at the moment when he waved the wicker, he didn't see clearly when and how the young man made his hand, and in a daze, the wicker ran into the young man's hand.

The boy was still in his original position, looking at him with a quiet smile, as if he was looking at a fool.

He took the wicker, drove himself, returned to the manor, and rested for the night.

Zhang Yucheng didn't dare to tell others, the young man's ability made him tremble, he was not necessarily in a corner that he couldn't see, watching himself, if he dared to act rashly, it was estimated that his life would be lost.

In fact, that night, Xiao Po didn't do anything, just sleeping, sleeping soundly.

After dawn, let Zhang Yucheng find a suitable shirt for himself, and after bathing and changing, he took Zhang Yucheng out of the manor.

For Zhang Yucheng, the nightmare has just begun.

The trees and rocks in front of him, passing by rapidly, couldn't help but dazzle him, a few times in order to take a shortcut, this young man actually walked on the cliff, you must know that Zhang Yucheng's body is hanging in the air, under the cliff is the cliff, as long as the young man is a little careless, accidentally let go, then he will fall off the cliff, life is bound to be no, but I don't know if I can leave a whole corpse.

Along the way, Zhang Yucheng could hear his own heartbeat, bang, bang, bang,

By the end, he was exhausted and numb, and the muscles on his face were so sore that he couldn't change anymore, so he had such an incomprehensible expression when he entered the valley.

There were still more than ten days before the Ling Xuan Sect was recruited, and there was no one else in the valley.

Legend has it that this valley usually disappears, only opens a month before admission, and appears in a different location, sometimes in the depths of the mountains, which is difficult to find, and sometimes on the edge of the mountains, which can be easily found with a little thought. This is a personal opportunity, and it can be regarded as what people call "fairy fate".

Ling Xuzong holds an enrollment meeting every five years, so few people generally enter the hinterland of the mountains and forests, but Xiao Po passed Zhang Yucheng's guidance, it was like returning to his own house, familiar with the road, and he came here without even taking a wrong step, and the reason is probably only known to Zhang Yucheng himself.

Xiao Po didn't plan to ask about it, because no matter what secrets he had, it had nothing to do with him, but he couldn't pay him anything now, and all the things Xiao Po had on his body were closely related to his own cultivation.

If he encounters any trouble when recruiting, he can reach out to help, if not, then he can only wait until he has a fate in the future.

Xiao Po didn't think he would lie to himself or lead the wrong way.

The reason is the aura in this valley, as well as the formation.

The aura here is not at the same level as the outside of the valley, although it is still a world of difference compared to the intensity of the aura in the Taixuan Polar Mirror, but it can barely be cultivated.

The formations arranged around the valley are quite so-so, a spirit gathering array and a phantom array. To say that it is so-so, it is not that the formation itself, but the person who arranged the formation. Xiao Po's understanding of the formation method does not dare to say that he has reached the peak, and it can be regarded as perfect. After all, when making a puppet, a large number of inscription imprints must be carved into its interior to increase the strength of the puppet.

These two formations, I can't say what's bad, if there is really a flaw, that is the degree of integration of the two, although the spirit gathering array and the phantom array here are also fused, but more are separated and separated, it can be seen that the person who arranges the formation has not obtained the essence of the formation fusion, it is just an entry, if Xiao Po is arranged, the effect of gathering the spirit and changing the shape is at least four times, or even more, of course, it is him before, and now he is estimated to have just laid out a formation, and the spiritual power on his body has been consumed and squeezed out.

Anyway, now that he has nothing to do, Xiao Po simply found a smooth big stone, sat on it, and closed his eyes to cultivate.

Cultivation is lowered to the fifth layer of Qi gathering, and it is impossible to do Bigu, so when you are hungry, you take out some food from the storage bracelet. Zhang Yucheng naturally did not leave, how difficult is it for a mortal to get out of the vast mountains? It is estimated that he himself does not dare to go out alone, so he simply waits here for the arrival of the recruitment day.

Zhang Yucheng looked at Xiao Po's fragrant food, but he didn't dare to speak, just swallowed his saliva, revealing a pitiful look.

It's not that Xiao Po is unwilling to share, it's really that these foods are all refined by people in the Taixuanji Mirror, and they contain a lot of immortal qi in them, as long as Zhang Yucheng takes a bite, he will immediately be filled with immortal qi all over his body, exploding and dying. Although Xiao Po's cultivation has dropped to the extreme, his body has long adapted to these foods.

Fortunately, Xiao Po was more careful and knew that Zhang Yucheng would definitely face this problem, so before he came out of Zhang Yucheng's manor, he brought dozens of steamed buns and melons and fruits.

Seeing Zhang Yucheng looking at him pitifully, Xiao Po took out two big white steamed buns and threw them into Zhang Yucheng's arms.

Xiao Po was eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, but Zhang Yucheng could only eat steamed buns and melons and fruits, he was naturally resentful in his heart, but he just dared to be angry and did not dare to speak. Xiao Po didn't bother to explain and didn't say a word.

In such a state, the two of them quietly waited for the coming day of Ling Xuzong's recruitment.