The old man of Gray Chen took Zhao Yu to a group of mountains in the depths of the back mountain, and looked at a slightly lower mountain lightly.

Zhao Yu looked up at this mountain, although it was a little lower than other mountains, it was also very high. These mountains encircle Chaokun Sect like a cage, not to mention people flying over, even goshawks may not be able to fly out.

The old man looked up at the sky, and said lightly to Zhao Yu: "Close your eyes!

Zhao Yu nodded heavily and closed his eyes gently.

The old man of Gray Chen mentioned Zhao Yu, and his figure turned into an afterimage and flew towards the mountain peak at great speed.

Zhao Yu felt that his body was lightened, and there was a gust of wind whistling in his ears, knowing that the old man Gray Chen was carrying him through the mountain, he closed his eyes tightly and did not dare to open them.

This mountain peak is too high and unusually steep, after the old man reached the halfway point of the mountain, he did not climb any further, he swiped with his left hand, and a gray flying sword turned into a gray light and flew under his feet. His left hand blurred a few times, and the gray light shot towards the mountain peak like a sharp sword, and the speed was no less than that of any bird.

Zhao Yu felt that his body was much more stable at this moment, not like his body was up or down just now, knowing that he was climbing the mountain. If it weren't for the sound of the wind in his ears right now, he would have thought he was safe above the ground by now.

The gray morning old man drove the gray flying sword magic weapon to fly rapidly in the air, after crossing the first peak, there were still continuous peaks in the mountains below, he squinted his eyes, the fingers of his left hand controlled the flying sword magic weapon, listening to the roar of the wind in his ears, the expression on his face was very flat.

This continuous mountain range is about a few miles, and the old man Gray Chen took Zhao Yu to fly at high altitude for half an hour, crossing fifty or sixty peaks before falling on a flat ground.

Hearing that there was no wind in his ears, Zhao Yu still didn't dare to open his eyes, and only opened his eyes when he heard the old man Gray Chen tell him that he could open his eyes. Eyes lit up, they were on a meadow at the moment, tender grass, scrambling to show their youth, Zhao Yu took a deep breath, comfortable.

The old man said to Zhao Yu with a smile: "We have gone down to the Chaokun Sect, this is the foot of the Wuguang Mountain Range. ”

Zhao Yu was stunned and said, "It took me so long to get to the foot of Chaokun Sect Mountain." ”

The old man said lightly: "How long will your trip take?"

Zhao Yu said: "About half a year. ”

The old man said: "Half a year later, I will still come here to pick you up, don't miss the time!"

Zhao Yu nodded heavily, keeping the date in mind.

Looking at the figure of Zhao Yu leaving, the old man sighed and said, "How many disasters this son has in his fate, how far the cultivation avenue can go depends on his creation." Qingxu has always wanted to take out the Heavenly Thunder Divine Sword to dominate the world, and he is ambitious, and I must stop him. Zhao Yu, this kid has an earth spirit bead on his body, once he leaves Chaokun Sect and exposes this magic weapon, he will inevitably be killed by Qingxu. Hey, it's better to let the fire monster out and let the fire monster take him away. Only the fire monster's deeds can save his life!"

After standing silently for half a while, the old man shook his head and sighed for a while, the gray light flashed, and flew towards the peak of the Kunzong Mountain.

Zhao Yu saw that there was no one here, and with a wave of his right hand, the Earth Spirit Bead flew in the air with a yellow light, slowly getting bigger, and a faint yellow huge demonic beast figure flashed, he jumped on the Earth Spirit Bead and flew into the sky with the Earth Spirit Bead. A yellow light flew slowly through the air.

Zhao Yu has been practicing this imperial flying technique for a while, and has paid a lot of price for it, hitting tall trees countless times, and falling from the sky countless times, at this time he has completely mastered it, quite stable, and will never fall from the sky again.

It's just that the heat is still shallow, and the flight speed is still a little slow, compared to the speed of the Gray Chen Old Man's Edgeworth's flight of dozens of peaks, it is naturally a world of difference. But Zhao Yu was easily satisfied, flying in the air like this was better than his foot strength, his gray clothes fluttering in the wind, he stood on top of the earth spirit bead, feeling the clouds constantly shuttling around him, there was a feeling of a fairy, he laughed unconsciously.

He was distracted, the earth spirit bead became unstable, and almost fell from the air, he was startled, quickly covered his mouth, no longer dared to be arrogant, and manipulated the earth spirit bead with all his heart.

Zhao Yu flew hundreds of miles every day, and when he was tired, he found a deserted place to settle down, eat some dry food, drink some water, and rest for an hour before hurrying.

When it's dark, it's great luck to find a town with people, so you can find a hotel to eat a little food and get a good night's sleep. But in this area, there are still many deserted and populated places, and he is more often sleeping in the wild. There are no wild beasts in the wild, and with Zhao Yu's current Taoism and the protection of the Earth Spirit Bead, he is not afraid of any beasts and robbers, and there is no accident these days.

According to the route set by the fire monster, two and a half months later, Zhao Yu finally arrived in Tearless Town. This town is not small in scale and has a large population, but it is surprisingly hot, and he was relieved to find a passer-by to confirm that this is the town of no tears.

Beads of sweat continued to appear on his body, and Zhao Yu sighed: "It is worthy of being called Tearless Town, on such a hot day, the tears have not fallen yet, they have turned into steam, what a sin!"

Zhao Yu found a restaurant with rooms in the town, rested for three days, bought a few sets of clean clothes in the town, and changed his clothes that had been tattered from the long journey. He ate in the lobby of the restaurant, drinking tea and listening to the chatter of the drinkers, listening to it for nearly two hours, and there was no useful information at all, no information about Wuling Mountain.

He listened to those drinkers talk casually for half an hour, he really couldn't listen to it anymore, it was all about whose beautiful girl was about to leave the cabinet, and who came back from making a fortune outside. He called the shopkeeper and asked if he knew where Wuling Mountain was. The shopkeeper shook like a rattle, saying that he had never heard of this mountain, Zhao Yu had a headache, the shopkeeper was quite enthusiastic, and personally asked the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper also said that there are many mountains nearby, but he knows the name of each mountain, and there is absolutely no one called Wuling Mountain.

Zhao Yu shook his head and sighed, at a loss.

An old voice said, "Kid, are you looking for Wuling Mountain?"

In the corner of the hall, an old man with white hair who looked to be in his eighties, squinted his small eyes, and drank lazily with peanuts in his mouth.

Zhao Yu walked up to him and said respectfully: "Old man, I am indeed looking for Wuling Mountain, if you know, can you tell me?"

The white-haired old man said, "What are you looking for Wuling Mountain?"

Zhao Yu said: "I can't tell you." ”

The white-haired old man said lightly: "I advise you not to go to the child's house, there are many dangers on that mountain, and you will die in vain!"

Zhao Yu saluted again and said, "Trouble the old man to tell me, I am just broken bones and will find Wuling Mountain!"

The white-haired old man's body was shocked, he looked at Zhao Yu again, wiped the stool next to him with his sleeve, and said to Zhao Yu, "You sit down."

Zhao Yu didn't dare to disobey and sat down.

The white-haired old man said: "Although I don't know what you are looking for Wuling Mountain, seeing that you are resolute, I will tell you." ”

Zhao Yu nodded, grateful in his heart.

The white-haired old man said: "Wuling Mountain actually didn't exist anymore seventy years ago, and it's normal for you to not be able to ask others. ”

Zhao Yu Huo Ran stood up from the stool and exclaimed, "What?

The white-haired old man smiled and said, "You sit down first, don't be in a hurry, listen to me slowly." ”

Zhao Yu sat down again, and the white-haired old man said again: "A hundred years ago, the trees on the Wuling Mountain were thick, there were a large number of medicinal materials on the mountain, and what was more peculiar was that the top of the mountain was foggy all the year round, and the aura on the mountain was sufficient. ”

Zhao Yu said: "This mountain is so beautiful, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fairy mountain. ”

The white-haired old man said, "Yes, everyone said that at the time. Some people even say that there are gods on the mountain of Wuling, and the gods live in the fog on the top of the mountain. At first, everyone naturally didn't believe it, but the fog on the top of the mountain didn't disperse all year round, so I slowly believed it. There are also some bold people who risk death to climb to the top of the mountain and enter the fog, but they disappeared for a few days before they finally escaped, and after this incident, no one dared to go to the top of the mountain anymore, and many people said that they had offended the gods, and if it weren't for the gods' forgiveness, those who offended would have died long ago!"