The two walked down the winding mountain road, but suddenly saw a small group of mountain people in the small mountain col before them were fully armed, carrying firewood knives and hoes and the like to the mountain, this group of people was mainly stout women, a dark-skinned peasant woman carrying a hoe, hanging a sharpened sickle around her waist to greet the two: "Whose young man, don't dare to go up the mountain recently, the fairy who lives in the cow cave has gone crazy, pigs, cows, sheep and chickens, and even children, he eats everything." ”

"Auntie, who are you?" Li Jingliu didn't think that this small group of mountain people had the courage to go into the cow cave to arrest the murderer.

"Let's go there and keep watch, lest any child, cattle and sheep fall again." "The eldest lady should have said.

This situation is not much better, if not, and who knows when Wuzhiqi will be hungry again. Li Jingliu hurriedly persuaded: "Ladies and sisters, go back, there is nothing on the mountain, even if there is, it's not good to hurt a group of women and Taoist families." ”

The eldest sister with a little red flower pinned to her head on the other side teased with a smile, her voice was as rough as her complexion: "It's still a woman who hurts women~ Boy, go back, look at your fine skin and tender meat, sisters can put down a sow with their bare hands." Don't say that there is nothing in the mountains, but there is something, and the sisters are not afraid. Besides, a few days ago, there was a fairy who asked us about this, can't we ignore it?"

Li Jingliu's old face turned red, and his heart turned, but he pulled Ning Er's sword down the mountain. It was estimated that the group of old ladies were almost near the Falling Cow Cave, so they took out the phantom body Ruyi, added a stealth technique to themselves, and stepped on the shadow and went up.

The swaggering ancient tree appeared in the air, the fiery red branches and leaves lit up the faces of the mountain people, and the majestic voice of the tree god sounded in the ears of every enthusiastic old lady: "You wait to return quickly, this place is the mansion of the gods, and the place of extraordinary people, recently and optimistic about the cattle and sheep, this god will definitely give you an explanation." ”

The peasant woman who wore the flowers was bolder: "Master Mountain God, how long will it take? Is this a dead animal and a dead person, we feel like a cat scratching in our hearts, and we are uncomfortable." ”

"Wait patiently, this god will deal with it as soon as possible, and in addition, you must not come near again, and if you violate it, you will be relegated to the animal path in the next life. ”

The peasant women shrunk their necks, picked up what they had managed to resist before, and walked back step by step.

Li Jingliu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Ning Erjian showed great interest in his phantom body Ruyi, Ning Erjian can transform, he is also a true immortal, but Li Jingliu can also transform, which is a bit awesome.

"Okay, you promised someone, when will you honor it?"

"What else, you can't watch the people of this mountain being eaten by Wuzhi, right? Find a soul book to ......" Li Jingliu was helpless.

"Do you know where the soul book is? What do you know? I don't know how to find anything? Ning Erjian said so, and his movements were not idle.

He gently moved the direction of a few stones, transplanted some grass, and suddenly a layer of golden light appeared on the cave of the falling cow, and then disappeared again.

"This should hold out for a while. Ning Erjian took two steps back to admire it, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Yo, buddy still knows how to form a formation?" Li Jingliu looked surprised.

"No, buddy has a lot of stuff. "To say that being a beggar is also beneficial, for example, some frustrated or deliberate masters also love to pretend to beggars, as I said before, Ning Erjian is a very lucky person, so he met a master, and at the same time, the master looks at him quite pleasing to the eye. No one knows if his immortalization has anything to do with this, because he himself doesn't know.

The two of them felt that they had almost solved the problem of no prayer, so they flew away to the blue sky, the white clouds were above, the blue sky was the backdrop, and a slight air flow swept the cheeks of the two, and Li Jingchuan turned his face: "Brother Jian, do you know how to go to Ziyun Mountain?" Yes, the original intention of this thing to find the mountain god was to ask for directions, who knew that this road was difficult and dangerous, and I still didn't know the way.

Ning Er glanced at him, but he felt a small golden bee from the void, and the golden wing membrane vibrated quickly and low in the air with a buzzing sound.

"You, come over to him and tell him the location. Ning Erjian pointed at the bee.

Li Jingliu was first surprised by his cultivation, and directly broke through the void? At least he had to be a monk in the feather stage, right? Then he was surprised by his treasures, this kid seemed to have everything, and he hadn't seen him lack anything along the way. However, if he was really awesome, how could he be trapped in the body of Wuzhiqi for an unknown number of years?

Thoughts are ideas, he still walked over and said to the bees: "Ziyun Mountain, Ziyun Gate Mountain Gate." ”

In an instant, it seemed that an extremely slender spiritual power tentacle probed into his mind, and then he retracted it like finding something, and then, he saw the golden bee draw a few figures of eight on them in the air, and flew forward like a streamer. Li Jingliu was still in a daze, but Ning Erjian had already flown out with the sword, leaving only a string of afterimages for Li Jingliu.

Li Jingliu hurriedly used his aura to chase forward. Ning Erjian's spirit sword is the most standard kind in legendary novels, it is silver, very sharp and long, and the sword fairy stepped on it, as if it was flowing past and chasing it.

Li Jingliu never thought that he would have to cross nearly half of the continent one day, he had already spent a day and a night on the Imperial Shadow, seen countless mountains and rivers, and even flew across the strait in the middle. But the flying golden streamer in front of him still showed no signs of staying, and he really wanted to ask, where did that ginseng essence take me?

And Ning Erjian, who was almost walking with the golden streamer in front, did not show any fatigue at all, as if a day and a night were the same for him as after a stick of incense and a half a moment, his waist was straight, and he couldn't see the color of the clothes fluttering, even if the whole person looked a little worse, he still couldn't hide his fairy spirit.

But Li Jingliu was very uncomfortable, not only because he had no food, no water, and no way to rest, but even his spiritual power had shown signs of depletion in the past few hours. And Ning Erjian didn't have the slightest sympathy, he ignored him along the way, and didn't even give him a word.

Finally, this guy couldn't stand it anymore, and weakly shouted to the front: "Brother Sword...... Let's discuss something......"

As he walked, the bee wouldn't stop until it reached its destination. ”

"What's that...... Brother Jian...... I can't hold it anymore...... The spiritual power can't keep up......"

Ning Erjian finally turned his head to look, and saw that Li Jingliu's already pale face was even paler, and there seemed to be some beads of sweat falling out. Ning Erjian muttered to himself: "Seeing that your cultivation is not so bad, it has only been a quarter of an hour." ”

Li Jingliu smiled slightly embarrassedly: "Brother Sword...... Excuse me. ”

As soon as the magic trick in Ning Er's hand was pinched, the small golden streamer from before instantly flew back and gently landed on Ning Erjian's hand.

"Go down and rest. ”

"Let's go!" Li Jingliu's spirit finally lifted up.

The two of them fell down in an instant, through the layers of ancient trees, and the shade gradually descended little by little, and finally became comfortable, Li Jingliu sighed, this environment is suitable for human survival.

But when I fell to the ground, I saw that it was indeed not a little bit of green shade like a thick blanket as Li Jingliu imagined, dotted with flowers and paved into a secret place in the forest, but a large cemetery. It can be seen that not long ago, this area was still a small village and town, but now, it has completely changed.

The smell of rotting bones and plants changes into an unpleasant poisonous gas, and the smell makes you want to vomit out the overnight dinner. The high and low houses showed signs of burning, and the smell of burnt wood revealed a strange aroma. Corpses were strewn all over the village and town, and congealed blood flowed on the ground, drawing different traces.

............ "Are we in the wrong place?" Li Jingliu regretted it a little, it was better to hold on a little longer, so that he could avoid this dead village and town.

"You really have a problem choosing the timing...... Ning Erjian said in a heavy tone.

"I think ...... too This can't be done by people, right?" Li Jingliu's tone was even heavier, presumably no matter who saw this, his mood would not be relaxed.

"I thought so too. I just don't know how far this place is from your Ziyun Mountain. ”

"Who knows, if the land is good, you can't be so unlucky, there are problems with the land everywhere, right?"

With the Ning Er Sword, Li Jingliu was much easier, at least he didn't have to go all over the mountains to find the mountain god. Ning Erjian just knocked on the ground, and then, a short thin imp appeared in front of the two, the little ghost first looked at Li Jingliu, turned his head with disdain, and then aimed at Ning Erjian, and his attitude was immediately much more respectful.

"Dare to ask the immortals, why are you here to do so?" the little ghost looked flattering. Yes, even if the little ghost is a mountain god, in terms of strength, all immortals with immortal rank can easily deal with him.

"How to get to Ziyun Mountain?"

"Oh, Shangxian, you see that this is me, I didn't hang a sign on the mountain to write it clearly. Ziyun Mountain is near here, just fly a few dozen miles ahead. ”

"Thank you, what's going on with this piece?" said Ning Erjian, although he didn't care much, he still had to ask.

"Oh, this, it seems that something on Ziyun Mountain has become a demon a while ago, and it is not the first time that it has come out to harm people every night. The mountain gate inside Ziyun Mountain doesn't come out to take care of it, who knows if it has been completely destroyed?" the little ghost said in a relaxed and slightly teasing tone.

"Are you the local land!?" Li Jingliu suddenly interjected, without him, the indifferent expression on the little ghost's face really stimulated him, is this how an immortal family does things for a mortal!?

"yes. The imp still didn't bother to put his face on a slightly stronger mortal.

"Don't you care!?Aren't all the mortals here under your jurisdiction!?" Li Jingliu almost roared, what kind of expression did the little ghost have, as if he had seen the destruction of a small ant nest, and it didn't matter at all.

Ning Erjian also stared at Li Jingliu a little strangely, how could he react so much, is there anything wrong? The little ghost's performance was even more obvious, he pushed Li Jingliu down, and his bare feet stained with mud stepped on him, to say that Li Jingliu's current cultivation is not bad among mortals, but under the little ghost, he has no power to fight back.

The little imp snorted, "What are you? How do you talk to God? Besides, why should I care? My job is to look at it and write it down, but the upper realm didn't say I had to make a move." Even if you mortals really want to blame, you should blame it on the head of the Purple Cloud Gate, do you understand?"

Ning Erjian also felt that Li Jingliu was well educated after all, so as not to really meet any immortals and offend people in the future, so he symbolically stopped some after knowing that the little ghost had finished speaking: "Enough, mountain god, this is my friend." ”

The little ghost hurriedly withdrew his foot, and with a slight gesture, Li Jingliu stood up again, but the dirt footprints on his face were like those imprinted in his heart, which were extremely distinct.

"Hehe~ Shangxian can't help it, I've done it, I'll quit first if there's nothing else. The little ghost apologized to Ning Erjian, and then turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

Li Jingliu got up, spit out the ashes in his mouth, and patted the soil off his face, but the impression in his mind became more and more distinct.

He said, "You're an immortal?"

"Yes, Sanxian. ”

"Immortals are like this?"

"It's hard to say, but it's true that mortals rarely gain the respect of immortals. ”

"Understood, let's go, thank you for the past few days. Li Jingliu's face suddenly fell like frost, he only felt a little cold in his heart, before, he thought that Ning Erjian's indifference to him was only because of his personality, until the little ghost said something, he understood that the attitude of the immortals, indifferent and empty, is that the justice that human monks have most of the time is worthless in their eyes, just like our view of ants, if they die, they will die, anyway, there are many ants, and they crawl everywhere.