Yang Xiaole went out early the next morning to find Yan Shou, and needed some supplies to enter the Magic Mountain, so Yang Xiaole was going to go to Yan Shou to buy them.

"Old man Yan, I'm here again. Yang Xiaole walked briskly to Yan Shou's side, patted Yan Shou's shoulder and smiled.

Yan Shou was alchemizing, and his old face was flushed.

"Why does Brother Yang have time to come to me? What business do you have to discuss?" Yan Shou was a little excited, thinking that he had money to make again.

"It's not business, where is there so much business to do, I'm here to buy something from you. Yang Xiaole sat cross-legged on the futon next to Yan Shou and said.

"What to buy?" Yan Shou listened to it, not to talk about business, nor to speak seriously.

"Buy a few storage bags, I'm going to go to the Magic Mountain to practice, and buy a few storage bags to hold the magic core. Yang Xiaole rubbed Yan Shou's fried hair head that he had no time to take care of because he had been alchemizing.

"Ah, I'm going to the Magic Mountain... What? You're going to the Magic Mountain?!" Yan Shou stood up excitedly, almost planting his head on the futon again. "Who will do you go to the Magic Mountain Water Jade Bottle?"

"Emma, why are you so excited, it scares me, the business is taken care of by Zhang Ling, don't worry, I can't delay you to make money." Yang Xiaole said helplessly, this old man in the eyes of losing money.

"Ah, that's good, then I don't have to worry about running out of money if you die. Yan Shou breathed a sigh of relief, took out a storage bag from his body and threw it to Yang Xiaole, "Give you this, the big one can fit my house, enough for you, a hundred water jade bottles." ”

Yang Xiaole accepted the storage bag with a black line on his face: "You can't expect me to order it, you can take the water jade bottle with Zhang Ling." With that, he took the storage bag and left.

He was in a hurry, so he didn't see Yan Shou's worried eyes when he looked at his back.

Each town has a teleportation array set up by the city lord's mansion, as long as you spend the corresponding money, you can teleport to any teleportation array, Yang Xiaole came to the town's teleportation array and spent a spirit stone to teleport directly to the entrance of the magic mountain.

When he arrived at the Magic Mountain, Yang Xiaole was shocked by the scene in front of him, the whole Magic Mountain was black and black, the mountain was shrouded in a perennial black fog, the more distant he looked, the thicker the black fog became, and the mountain was almost invisible in the middle of the Magic Mountain, and there was only a five-person wide entrance into the mountain, and there were people who went in and out one after another at the entrance, and there were several stalls selling things.

Some monks got the materials on the monster inside and set up a stall to sell directly at the entrance of the magic mountain, as well as stalls selling all kinds of talismans, what kind of teleportation talisman stealth talisman and the like, except for the teleportation talisman is useless, it is useless to really encounter the invisibility of the demon monster that can't be beaten, this level of invisibility talisman can even be found by people on the first level of the qi refining period.

The teleportation talisman is different, as long as the spiritual power is sufficient and transmits as far as it goes, it is no problem, Yang Xiaole bought a teleportation talisman at the stall at the door, and bought a tent to receive it in the storage bag.

After buying it, Yang Xiaole entered the teleportation array in front of the mountain gate, and the teleportation array would randomly teleport the monks to any place near the entrance, this practice was to prevent too many monks from coming to practice and crowding together.

After a flash of white light, Yang Xiaole opened his eyes and found that he was next to a small river, the water of the river was very clear, and strange fish swam in it. According to the Magic Mountain Guide, this fish is unique to the Magic Mountain, although it looks very ugly but the taste is very delicious, but when eating, the gills must be cleaned, otherwise it will be contaminated with demonic energy and make the monk go crazy.

Yang Xiaole walked along the river for a while, and when he entered the Magic Mountain for the first time, Yang Xiaole was very curious about everything, and many unknown plants were not even recorded in the pharmacopoeia, and they were estimated to be not medicinal materials, nor were they poisonous.

There was not a single monster too close to the entrance, Yang Xiaole only saw a few hares and birds along the way, and he stopped and stopped until the evening before he really entered the magic mountain.

Unlike the entrance, the interior of the Magic Mountain is full of lush forests, and Yang Xiaole didn't feel tired when he was repaired, but his stomach began to stir, and after stopping and forking a fish and roasting it, Yang Xiaole sat on the protruding roots of a tree to rest.

"It's so boring, I knew I was going to find someone to come in, and I didn't even have anyone to talk to. Yang Xiaole said to himself while flipping the fish.

After the roasted fish, Yang Xiaole was eating, and suddenly heard a cow cry in the distance, "How can there be a cow!" Yang Xiaole finished eating the grilled fish in three or two bites, and ran over in the direction of the sound, with the blessing of the exercises, Yang Xiaole ran very fast, and after a while, he found the source of the sound, Yang Xiaole gathered the breath on his body, and quietly touched the source of the sound.

Picking up the inexplicable bushes, Yang Xiaole saw a behemoth confronting something as big as a small cat looking like a fox, and it was not a cow that made a cow bark, but a monster with a size like a leopard the size of a medium-sized truck.

The leopard-shaped monster stared at the kitten and let out another cow call, the loud sound was about to burst Yang Xiaole's eardrums, Yang Xiaole covered his ears to observe this pair of strange enemies, a behemoth was actually afraid of a little milk fox, it was really a novelty.

The two creatures confronted each other and went back and forth in a few circles, only to see that the leopard-type monster finally couldn't help but launch an attack and pounced on the little milk fox, Yang Xiaole's heart tightened, feeling that this big monster could trample the little milk fox with one kick.

The little milk fox nimbly dodged the attack, but still turned his back to the small cave behind him, as if guarding something. The leopard-type monster missed a blow and pounced on it in hot pursuit, and the little milk fox kept dodging and did not attack, just as Yang Xiaole was pondering whether to help this little thing, the battle situation suddenly took a turn.

I saw that the plants next to the cave were all entangled with the leopard-type monster for some reason, and the leopard-shaped monster let out one cow cry after another, and the plant was not small, as if it had been strangled into the flesh of the leopard-type monster.

The leopard-type monster struggled for a while and found that it couldn't break free, and black demonic fire erupted from its mouth, and the fire burned a lot of plants on the leopard-type monster's body.

The magic fire directly found the cultivation of the monster, and the monster will not use it if it is not a threat to life, just now the body of the leopard-type monster blocked the little milk fox tightly, which will break a lot of leopard-type monsters and be able to move, revealing the little milk fox that was blocked.

Then Yang Xiaole saw a ridiculous scene, the little milk fox was actually holding two little hairy legs and walking on a horse, with two front paws crossed in front of him, and carefully looked at the two little hairy fingers together.

The leopard-shaped monster almost broke free from the shackles of the plant, and a mouthful of magic fire sprayed at the little milk fox, who couldn't dodge being burned squarely, and let out a miserable scream, and the hair on his body was not burned but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The little milk fox seemed to be in a hurry, and one flew to stand on a small dirt bag, crossed his legs and made a rushing gesture.