Fang Wenyuan has been weak since he was a child, and it is really hard to climb up the mountain at this moment, this is still yesterday's cultivation, after washing the muscles and cutting the marrow, if it is changed to before, it is still a question whether he can climb up before dark.

The day before yesterday was an example of a person who began to descend at noon and arrived at the bottom of the mountain in the middle of the night. At this moment, Fang Wenyuan felt helpless for a while, and he was also very eager for strength, after all, if his cultivation was high, he could fly directly up the mountain, and he didn't have to rely on his feet at all.

Fortunately, the aura consumed yesterday has been automatically restored, and the aura has reduced some of the fatigue, but it is also consumed extremely quickly. Therefore, Fang Wenyuan had to stop and go to recover the lost aura in his body.

In this way, in the afternoon, Fang Wenyuan came to the mountaintop dojo full of exhaustion. At this time, a woman sat on a futon in the center of the dojo. This woman is petite, delicate, bumpy, and perfect, with one point more and one point less. Bright eyes and bright teeth, willow leaf curved eyebrows, cherry small mouth.

This reminded Fang Wenyuan of a poem, and he couldn't help but read it aloud:

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon. ”

Hearing this, the woman frowned, and seemed to be a little displeased. But his eyes lit up, and he seemed to be happy in his heart, but he didn't show it. What woman would hate to be complimented on her beauty?

The woman stood up and feigned anger and said, "Sour! Since you have come up the mountain, why don't you go to work quickly?" After saying that, a trace of cunning flashed in her eyes, and she said: "You are the new outer disciple Fang Wenyuan! My name is Yao Wu, but you are your uncle in terms of seniority, quickly call the last sentence to listen." ”

Looking at the 'uncle' in front of him, who was slightly thin and didn't look much older than himself, Fang Wenyuan sighed lightly, and said helplessly: "Disciple Fang Wenyuan, meet the uncle"

"Yes, yes, yes. For your sake, I'll give you a meeting gift!" Yao Wu pretended to be deep, and then took out a small brocade box and threw it to Fang Wenyuan. Looking at Fang Wenyuan's puzzled expression, he explained: "This is an elixir for increasing cultivation, and the most important thing is that it also has the effect of nourishing the meridians and warming the organs!"

Fang Wenyuan was overjoyed in his heart, so he saluted the generous 'uncle' in front of him and said, "Thank you, uncle!"

When Yao Wu was about to say something more, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he smiled faintly. This reminded Fang Wenyuan of the smile of the real person of Tianyue Li before yesterday, and he couldn't help but have a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Yao Wu said to Fang Wenyuan: "Senior nephew, you stand far away, so as not to hurt you later." Then he lowered his tone and said playfully: "Which guy who doesn't have long eyes has come to break into the mountain?" Hehe, I have to play again today. ”

Three miles away from Qianlong Peak, two young men flew in, and if you look closely, you will find that each of them has a long sword under their feet. Looking at their appearance, they are about twenty-one or twelve years old, and these two people are wearing blue robes, and they should be inner disciples. And the qualifications should be good, because at such an age, they can fly with a weapon, and their cultivation has reached at least the eighth level of qi refining, but looking at their relaxed appearance, it is obviously more than that.

Every time a monk cultivates, there will be a realm, like Fang Wenyuan's cultivation at the beginning, it has become the Qi refining period, and then it is to build the foundation, and then it is: Jin Dan, Yuan Ying, and Huashen. Except for the Qi Refining Realm, which is divided into nine layers, the other realms are only divided into: the early stage, the middle stage, the late stage, and the consummation, four small realms.

Among the two, a young man was ordinary-looking, with six long braids, and his face was radiant, as if he had encountered some great joy. The other young man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his facial features are distinct, but he has a bitter and hateful appearance, which makes people dare not despise him.

The speed of the two of them was extremely fast, and they were about to reach Qianlong Peak, when the young man with long braids suddenly spoke: "Senior brother, I have inquired, the talents in this Qianlong Peak are withering, Yue Li Zhenren only has two disciples, and the eldest disciple was seriously injured when he left the mountain in his early years, and he has been recuperating. The second disciple is a woman named Yao Wu, who has only been in the sect for ten years, and her cultivation seems to be only at the ninth level of qi refining, so she is definitely not an opponent such as me. ”

The young man with thick eyebrows touched his chin and said, "Senior brother has a heart, I just went to the mountain as soon as I built the foundation, and the foolish brother felt a little radical." Although after passing through, the master will definitely be rewarded. But if we lose, the master's face will be dull, and then we will be miserable. ”

The braided young man waved his hand and said, "Senior brother is more confident, but he is just an injured sick man and a little girl in the Qi training period, is it possible that he is afraid of them?"

After that, he scratched his head a little embarrassed, and said, "The disciple of Qianlong Peak is the weakest in the sect. Senior brother, you also know that the newly promoted inner disciple must go to the mountain, although it doesn't matter if he wins or loses, but it is a matter of face, and I have to make this decision. ”

After the thick-eyebrow youth lowered his head and groaned, he said, "Okay! Although the means are a little despicable, you can win a game anyway." ”

Fei Bozong has always had a tradition, that is, 'going to the mountain'. The so-called mountain, as the name suggests, is to break through other people's mountains. There is a dojo at the top of each mountain peak in the inner gate, and a pennant is inserted in the northwest corner of the dojo. Although regardless of success or failure, if you can win the pennant in one fell swoop, it will be considered a success in breaking through the mountain, and the master will be rewarded with an additional award.

In addition, there is also a mountain gold list in the sect, and the cultivation resources enjoyed by the former in the ranking, that is, the elixir, will be more than other disciples. Disciples who have just been promoted to the inner gate are required to break through once, and then they will not be forced, and all inner disciples can voluntarily participate.

There are two purposes for doing this: one is to verify the strength of the promoted disciples. The second is to motivate the disciples to cultivate.

These two young men who flew from the sky came to break through the mountain, and when they landed on the dojo, the flying swords under their feet immediately flew up, and they circled around the two of them with spirituality. As soon as Fang stood still, the two of them immediately shouted:

The braid youth: "Yijian Peak's disciple Changqing came to break into the mountain." Please advise!"

The young man with thick eyebrows: "Geng Wu, a disciple of Yijian Peak, came to break into the mountain. Please advise!"

Yao Wu stretched out his slender jade hand and slapped it a few times, as if admiring. But she was weak and weak, and there was still some deep disdain in her eyes, which a clear-eyed person could see at a glance that she didn't take these two people in her eyes. He said weakly: "I've just advanced and come to the mountain!"

The dreadlocked young man Changqing has some literacy, clenched his fists, and tried his best to restrain the anger in his heart, and felt the woman in front of him out of his senses, and he faintly understood it when he checked it, and his cultivation seemed to be only the ninth layer of qi refining, and he sneered for a while, and said in his heart: "When you break into the mountain, those who cultivate to a big realm higher than me can't make a move, and the peak master can't make a move." But the cultivation is lower than mine, hehe, Xiao Nizi wait!"

"I'll come to comprehend Your Excellency's high move" Changqing bowed his hand politely, then formed a sword finger with one hand, and pointed forward, the flying sword that was originally hovering around let out a hiss, and immediately flew to Yao Wu on the other side.

Yao Wu rolled over and got up and hid backwards, although he was calm on the surface, there was a touch of panic in his eyes. This made Changqing think about it, and said in her heart: "Could it be that she was pretending to be calm just now, trying to overwhelm me from the momentum? But even so, her cultivation of refining qi has no chance of winning!"

So Changqing commanded the flying sword and pressed Yao Wu tightly, not giving her a chance to breathe. But what Changqing didn't notice was that although Yao Wu's moves were a little messy, she was able to avoid every time the flying sword chased and intercepted her.

Geng Wu on the side seemed to see a clue, and then frowned. Immediately agitated the aura in his body to gather in his eyes, and suddenly opened it, after this look, Geng Wu's expression became a little strange, and a trace of anger slowly oozed from his eyes, and said: "I'm waiting to come to the mountain, why does Senior Sister want to hide and cultivate to play with me!"

Yao Wu on the side listened to this, immediately stabilized his body, and muttered: "Oops! ”

With that, with a flick of his hand, he easily flicked away the evergreen flying sword. It's the opposite of what I just felt struggling. His eyes flashed, and he said, "If you two can make me serious, I won't tease you!"

"Okay! Since Senior Sister has already said this, then don't blame me for waiting more and bullying less. "With that, the one-fingered sword joins the fray.

"Less nonsense!" At this time, Yao Wu's temperament changed sharply, like a sharp blade out of the sheath. But there was no aura around him, and he didn't use his yuan power, but just fought with a strong qi and flesh body. It's really hard to imagine that a woman who looks extremely weak can have such a strong physique.

Although there are two flying swords chasing and intercepting them, and there are also swords to confide, Yao Wu does not have the slightest sense of embarrassment in the middle, but is at ease, sometimes like a fish swimming underwater, sometimes like a cunning rabbit in the forest, sometimes like a snake in the bush, and sometimes like an eagle in the air. Let the two seemingly sharp flying swords not cause any hindrance to her.

On the side, Fang Wenyuan looked at the fight in front of him, and his eyes were also full of brilliance. You must know that such a fight scene is not something that one of his outer disciples can see, and the sect stipulates that the outer disciples must go down the mountain before sunset because they are afraid that the outer disciples will steal their art, so this is an opportunity for him.

After about a stick of incense, the 'naughty uncle' seemed to be tired of playing, suddenly burst out, disappeared like a ghost, and then appeared behind Changqing, kicked it with a flying kick, and without waiting for the result, he immediately flashed to Geng Wu's side and punched him in the ribs.

Then he flew up gorgeously and floated like a fallen leaf to a futon in the dojo, closing his eyes as if he didn't care about the outside world.

After two thuds, Changqing and Geng Wu fell to the ground, groaning in pain. The two of them slowly got up with bitter faces, bowed deeply to Yao Wu, and then flew away. The cultivation world respects strength, and no matter where they are, immortal cultivators revere people with high strength, so they will salute Yao Wu after they are defeated.

After the two left, Yao Wu playfully opened one eye and glanced at Fang Wenyuan. I saw him sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, as if he was feeling something. Xin said: "Could it be that you have some understanding?"

"Today, you and I are in a good mood, so I am exempt from you, you don't need to clean today, hurry up and go down the mountain!" Hearing Yao Wu's voice, Fang Wenyuan's body was stunned, and he was a little happy in his heart, but on the surface, he still tried his best to carve it, and said, "Thank you, uncle"

Looking at Fang Wenyuan's back as he descended the mountain, Yao Wu's eyes were a little lonely, and he no longer had Fang Cai's naughty appearance. muttered: "The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon." If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon. He also said this to me back then, and you have some similarities with him. After that, he turned his head to look in the other direction of Qianlong Peak, with a tender expression.

On the way down the mountain, Fang Wenyuan swayed left and right, sometimes running, sometimes dodging left and right. Although it is far from the body technique that Yao Wu used just now, it is faintly a little similar.