"Duan Yu, this is your only chance, whether you can be selected by the Immortal Xingmen to cultivate immortals depends on whether you can run to the top three later. ”

In the middle of a rugged mountain road.

An old man in an ancient linen costume was running towards the village in front of the mountain with a wooden cart like a fly.

Every short run.

He would ask a sentence or two to the young man on the wooden cart, wearing a gray coarse cloth robe, full of heaven, his cheeks were flat, and his appearance was actually a little unremarkable.

"Duan Yu, the road to cultivating immortals is long, if you enter the Immortal Gate, you must study seriously in the future, don't think about so many worldly things, and come back after learning skills, that is the ancestor of our Duan family to accumulate virtue. ”

"You have also known since you were a child how difficult it is for many people in our Xiaohong Desolate Realm to cultivate an immortal. Fortunately, this Xianxingmen is generous and accepts apprentices in our Hongjiang Village. ”

"If Grandpa hadn't gone to the village yesterday to sell some medicine, how would he have known that there was such a rare good thing. ”

Every sentence of the old man contains deep expectations and rejoicing.

But if he stopped and looked back closely, he would find that his grandson Duan Yu on the wooden cart suddenly became very confused.

Forthwith.

looked at his back with a hint of horror.

Where is this?

Duan Yu, who was on the wooden cart, wanted to open his mouth to ask the old man pulling the cart in front of him, but he found that he couldn't say a word except for holding back his red face.

And.

He felt as if he had been immobilized, and he could only sit motionless on the bumpy wooden cart.

Where is this?

Am I being kidnapped?

The old man pulling the cart, what are you talking about?

Duan Yu's heart was full of doubts and horror, but he couldn't say a word, and finally he glanced around with the corners of his eyes that could still move, trying to find the answer by himself.

The sky is blue, white clouds, and there is no haze.

I was on a mountain road without cement paving, and there were tall trees on both sides of the mountain road.

It's quiet around.

Only the old man in the ancient costume linen in front of him was nagging loudly.

What is he saying?

I don't seem to understand it.

Duan Yu, who was sitting on the bumpy wooden car, stabilized his mind, calmed himself, and then listened carefully, this old man Duan, who claimed to be his grandfather, had been babbling about something.

Cultivating immortals?

Little Flood Desolation?

Are we mortal?

After Duan Yu extracted a lot of keywords from Duan Laohan's mouth, his eyes gradually began to have some enlightenment, and even surprise.

I was in the university dormitory, and I played the game of Immortal Temple Escape VI for five days in a row, and then I lay on the bed and slept for a while, and I actually crossed over!

And he traveled to a small world of cultivating immortals, and also traveled to a teenager with the same name as himself.

But.

Why can't I move all the time?

And ah, hey, Duan Laohan, can you please stop nagging, stop and look back, I'm dying.

Why did you suddenly jump up to a palm-sized spider on the handle of your broken wooden car?

Did you raise it?

Duan Yu looked at the palm-sized spider, he was a little panicked, and sweat began to trickle out on his forehead.

If he could stand up, Duan Yu wanted to immediately use the luggage burden beside him to throw the spider off the handle of the plank and prevent it from getting close to him.

But at the moment.

He couldn't move all over his body, except for a pair of eyeballs that could move with the spider on the wooden handle.

This spider has exquisite red and black lines, and a pair of fangs shining with colorful luster in the sun, and he doesn't have to think about it to know that this is a poisonous spider that is extremely poisonous.

If you are bitten, you will not die or be disabled.

And at this time.

To his horror, the poisonous spider was following the handle of the cart and approaching himself, who was sitting on the wooden cart and unable to move.

In this moment.

Duan Yu was really panicked, and his heart trembled.

I have just crossed over, and I haven't gone to cultivate immortals yet, so I have to carry it in the hands of your poisonous spider.

However, he was not allowed to think about it too much.

The poisonous spider began to crawl from his fingers to his arms.

Duan Yu looked at the poisonous spider that stopped on his elbow, the shiny fangs, and he was not only panicked and frightened at this time.

Still panicking.

If this poisonous spider crawls up to his neck and bites it, it will be really fatal.

Now.

Duan Yu tried to save himself, and with the most affectionate voice from the bottom of his heart, he persuaded him to retreat and influence this poisonous spider that stopped on his elbow and not to get close to him.

"Hey, little spider, if you have a spirit, don't come near me. You take your spirit beast road, I will repair my immortal road, the road faces west, let's go to one side, only if you cultivate with your heart and have dreams, you will definitely be able to become a generation of demon ancestors. ”

This poisonous spider seems to have some spirituality.

I could feel the deepest blessing in Duan Yu's heart, and the spider head with eight black eyes looked up with a little doubt.

Subsequently.

Just as Duan Yu looked at him in deep expectation, he crawled from his elbow to his shoulder, and then stopped near his neck.

This moment.

Duan Yu, who didn't know what the poisonous spider's intentions were, was completely on his heart.

A poisonous spider the size of a palm was less than half a centimeter away from his neck.

Faintly.

He could feel the spider moving again, the fluff on its limbs touching his neck.

Boarding time.

He felt the cold hairs all over his body stand upside down, and his bones were terrified.

Who's going to save me?

Duan Yu looked at the old man Duan who was pulling the cart in front of him, but the old man Duan was talking excitedly and loudly about the events of the year at the moment.

"Duan Yu, your grandfather and I, when I was young, I practiced the son of a foreign family, if it wasn't for the lack of spiritual roots for cultivating immortals, I would have been accepted by Wan Xiuzong as a registered disciple of the outer sect in my early years. ”

"Do you know? This Ten Thousand Cultivator Sect is one of the five major sects of our Little Flood Desolation Realm. In fact, after being rejected, grandpa always wanted to go to other small immortal sects, be a registered disciple of the outer gate, wait for the opportunity to wait for the opportunity, and embark on the cultivation of immortals. ”

"But your parents left early, you were still young at the time, and you needed someone to take care of you, hey... After that, grandpa's mind about cultivating immortals faded. Duan Yu, you are the only seedling of our Duan family. You have to fight for your grandfather, and you have to go to your grandfather's wish. Duan Yu, the road to cultivating immortals is long, you want to..."

Duan Yu had no intention of listening to what the old man said.

Because at this time, his mind was already completely destroyed with the poisonous spider that crawled above his head.

The sweat on his forehead was dripping wildly, his back was wet, and most of his heart was occupied by fear, and the remaining half was just a small part, he just wanted to call out to the old man Duan who was pulling the cart.

I want to fight for you and fulfill your wish.

But your uncle.

Can you stop and see, your grandson, phew, has a poisonous spider basking in the sun on his head.

Can you get it down first, and you're on your way, or you'll probably have to find someone to carry my coffin later."

Who's going to save me.

Just when Duan Yu was panicked and helpless, he was not casting his hopes for Duan Laohan.

In front of them, on the mountain road less than a kilometer away from Hongjiang Village, two gray-clothed youths suddenly jumped out and stood in the middle of the mountain road.

One of them shouted at the old man Duan who was pulling the wooden cart:

"Stop, old man. ”

As soon as Duan Yu heard this, his eyes lit up, flashing with a light of hope and surprise.

It's a savior!

The two of them stood in the middle of the mountain road and asked Old Man Duan to stop.

As soon as the old man stopped, he would definitely look back at himself, and then he would find the poisonous spider on his head.

Wait a minute.

The two people in front of them, why did they hold a big knife in both hands, and one of them had one eye, why did they look fierce?

The other one has a scar on the left side of his face, how does it look like a knife licking blood.

This, this shouldn't be...

Duan Laohan stopped in front of the two thieves, took a slight breath, and lightly glanced at the calm grandson on the wooden cart behind him with the corner of his eye, and whispered a word of appreciation.

"It's not a loss to my Duan family's species, it's the first time to face this kind of thief who licks blood from the knife's edge, and he can still be so calm. ”

As he spoke, he stared at the two thieves in front of him with an extremely calm expression, and at the same time secretly raised his vigilance.

How can there be two bandits on a good mountain road.