It was a mountain full of red plants, red trees, red flowers, red grass, and the whole mountain was like a semi-recumbent woman, so its name was Red Woman's Peak. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On the opposite side of the Red Lady Peak, there is an empty and bare stone mountain without any plants, and because the stones on the mountain are black, it is called Black Rock Mountain.

Between the two mountains, there is a quiet valley, and the Yuanhuang River where Ning Zhe is going is near this valley.

Within the range of Red Girl Peak, Black Stone Mountain and Yuanhuang River, there is no ice and snow, and the four seasons are like spring, and no one knows the reason for this.

Now, from time to time, the cries of teenagers can be heard in the valley.

Dressed in a light blue shirt, he leaped through the valley, waving his proudest hands, punch after punch, forming layers of air waves in the air, so startled that the beasts in the mountains did not dare to approach, and they were all avoiding him from a distance.

He seemed to forget his exhaustion, and once again burst into full strength, facing a stout old tree in front of him, his right hand clenched into a fist, and his left hand formed a palm, and he attacked forward quickly and powerfully.

His fist was like steel, blooming a dazzling blue color at the moment of swinging, hitting the old tree, controlling this fist power, extending to the trunk, instantly shattering the branches and leaves on the tree, causing the fallen leaves to drift away, and the migratory birds to fly in shock.

He quickly withdrew his fist, and then the palm knife in his left hand slashed horizontally, and with infinite wind power, he broke the old tree at the waist with one palm.

A simple punch and a palm actually split an old tree with deep roots, but the young man was still not satisfied with the result in front of him, because with this strength, it was not enough to meet his requirements for himself.

"For the sake of my father's last wishes, for my mother to suffer no more...... No matter what, I have to stand out, overcome myself, surpass myself, and get a place to join the Lingdi Sect!" the young man wiped the sweat from his face and continued to practice the move that his father had passed down to him, called Ling Feng Fist.

The young man's name is Wu Yue, this set of punches is Wu Yue's only stunt, about five miles away from the valley, there is a small town, and there are some young cultivators in the town, but he is different from other cultivators, because he has no master. He began learning this technique from his father at the age of five, and when he was ten years old, his father was framed by his opponent and died in a duel.

Wu Yue has never forgotten the scene when his father was killed by his opponent, his father's eyes were so unwilling, and he was so angry and helpless.

Therefore, at a young age, Wu Yue silently swore in his heart that he must carry forward his father's stunts and avenge him.

But the world has been bleak since his father's death. The people in the town sneered at the mother and son, and they were indifferent. Because of this, some qualified cultivators in the town were reluctant to accept Wu Yue as an apprentice.

So Wu Yue has been training himself alone, and now he is fifteen years old, and he has not taken a day off in the past five years, and he has been working hard to train himself and refine his boxing techniques.

In this town, fifteen years old is an important year for every monastic and a major turning point in their fate.

In this year, a competition for young cultivators will be held in the town, and only the top young cultivators are eligible to leave the town and go to the world to find the blessed land of Lingshan to continue cultivating or join the cultivation sect.

This rule is always followed by the people of the town, and it is said that the reason is related to a legend of the Yuanhuang River, the Red Lady Peak, and the Black Rock Mountain. There were many unbelievers among them, who left the town in anger after failing the competition, but all of them died suddenly, and there were more and more examples of this, and over time, no one dared to disobey this rule.

However, if you want to join the small town competition, you must also pass all the way and go through layers of challenges, because behind every young cultivator there are more or less strong or weak forces, and each force will fight openly and secretly, fight each other, and finally the young cultivators who can get to the competition platform have gone through a cruel bloody road.

Every cultivator in the town has a talent beyond ordinary people, and no matter how hard a mediocre person tries, he will not be able to become a cultivator in his life. Because of this, most of the cultivators here have a haughty mentality, believing that they are superior to ordinary people.

Wu Yue was an exception, he didn't have the arrogant posture of the other cultivators in the town, but he had a tenacious belief that was different from ordinary people.

Tomorrow in the sky, Wu Yue suddenly came sleepy, drowsy, he felt as if a warm current entered his body, making him feel fluttering, and couldn't help but lie in the valley and fall asleep.

Although Wu Yue fell asleep, his sea of knowledge was not closed. In this world, everyone has the knowledge of the sea, and only those who have achieved cultivation can separate their divine consciousness from the sea of knowledge and perceive the unknown side of this world.

At this moment, Wu Yue's sea of consciousness is like his 'eyes', replacing the role of divine consciousness, and he can clearly see everything that is happening around him.

Under the blue sky, the gentle sunlight shone into the valley. A trace of cool breath shuttled through the air, forming a turquoise blue line, like an infinitely extended blue ribbon, spinning and flying in the air, and finally turning into a little blue light, sprinkled on Wu Yue's body, and slowly absorbed by him.

Wu Yue watched the wonderful scene at this time through his sea of knowledge, and his heart was pounding, but he couldn't shout, he could only watch these clear blue brilliance like sea water sprinkle on his whole body.

But he didn't know how his body was feeling now, because he was in a coma form. Zhihai is like a mirror, which can reflect the surrounding scenery, but it cannot replace the owner's perception.

At the same time, Ning Zhe and Lin Yin Master and Apprentice had already entered the Red Girl Peak.

Both the master and apprentice were amazed by the scenery and climate of the Red Girl Peak, and looking at the dense red plants on the mountain, Ning Zhe also praised it.

"After the Red Girl Peak, enter the valley below, and walk a distance further west to reach the Yuanhuang River, Elder Bai and your senior brothers are waiting there, let's speed up our pace. Ning Zhe said to Lin Yin.

The master and apprentice quickened their pace, and in nearly a month, they were finally about to reach the Yuanhuang River. Among them, Ning Zhe was responsible for teaching and training Lin Yin swordsmanship every day.

As the two of them had just descended the mountain into the valley, Ning Zhe suddenly felt a mysterious aura and saw a dreamy blue light in the air in the distance.

Lin Yin also followed the master's gaze, and found the strange scene in the sky, and showed a shocked look.

"Master, what is that?" Lin Yin wondered.

Ning Zhe shook his head and said, "I don't know what it is, you be careful, and take you over for the teacher to take a look." ”

In this way, the master and apprentice walked cautiously forward. (To be continued.) )