ancient imperial industry

Zhong Xia and Yu Zun gathered around a bonfire, and roasted the wild animals that had just been hunted on that bonfire, while Feng Xian, who was lying on his back not far away, was just out of their sight.

Zhong Xia rubbed his eyes, and said sleepily: "Brother, that person is probably awake, go and have a look."

Yu Zun smiled faintly, and said mischievously, "Wouldn't it be better to let him lie down for a while?"

"Brother, are you good or bad?" A warm smile appeared on Zhong Xia Jiaoyue's face.

Holding a stone basin in his hand, Yu Zun evenly applied the clear water in the basin to Fengxian's mouth. After a while, Fengxian gradually opened his eyes and said in a trembling voice, "Thank you little brother... ...help...'

"Senior, there is no need to be like this. The junior also has confusion. I want to ask the senior. The senior should rest here for a while. After the internal injury suffered by the senior, it will be healed. It will not be too late for us to go on the road." Yu Zun smiled lightly.

Feng Xian nodded with difficulty, and said sadly: "Human nature is unpredictable, and I would have been persecuted by that little bitch. If it hadn't been for your timely rescue, little brother, Feng Xian would not only have lost his life. Fame, I'm afraid it will be ruined in the hands of others."

Fengxian was distraught with grief and indignation, and there were tears in his eyes, rolling down. He wanted to go to Lingmai Mountain to see the Taoist wall to try his luck, but unexpectedly he met Yu Huanhuan on the road. At first glance, it is by no means hard to imagine that she is the number one female devil in Yuzong.

Yu Huanhuan walked with Feng Xian with an excuse, but met some bandits on the road, and was cut by some sharp-edged axes with short-sightedness and injured his ankle, so Feng Xian had no reason to leave this pure and charming girl behind.

Yu Huanhuan has recognized Feng Xian's identity for a long time, and is even more greedy for his strong martial arts. Feng Xian cultivates the boy's body. Is it her opponent?

How could Yu Huanhuan have sucked half of his martial arts away after having sex with him.

Not only that, but this Feng Xian also confusedly gave up the martial arts cheats he had cultivated for half his life.

It is said that after the mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole, Yu Huanhuan robbed half of his cultivation base halfway, but this Dugu Xuan focused on the remaining treasures on his body. The peerless magic weapon inside has another dead grass, which can enrich and deplete internal energy in a moment.

However, these are far from what Dugu Xuan wanted. The hidden Qiumen hides many secret maps, and the treasures kept in captivity in these secret maps are all rare things in the world, so the scene just now happened.

After resting like this for three days, every day Yu Zun would go to the deep forest to catch some fat and fat wild animals. Zhongxia's cooking skills were excellent, so Feng Xian's weak body recovered quickly.

On this day, after the three of them ate up the three pig velvet rabbits, they were ready to go on the road. Feng Xian pointed to the southeast and said, "Lingmai Mountain is still more than three hundred miles away from here. We can arrive in time, but this mountain is different from the wild forests in the past, we might as well use some physical skills, and we will reach Lingmai Mountain in the early morning of the next day."

Yu Zun nodded, he agreed with Feng Xian, after all, the square stone gate he saw in the cave before had explained some problems.

He glanced at the dark cave behind him again, and murmured: "After a while, Yu Zun will visit here again, the old man can continue to sleep peacefully!"

Yu Zun carried Zhong Xia on his back, and followed Feng Xian closely. Feng Xian lived up to his name, his body was swaying erratically, like an autumn wind, rustling, quite natural.

Yu Zun looked like a strong owl, he took a step forward, but it was still a hundred meters away. Although he carried Zhong Xia on his back, he didn't feel tired at all, as if he still had seven points of strength hidden.

Walking like this until the night was dark, a sliver of cooking smoke appeared in front of the eyes of the three of them, Feng Xian's eyes were slightly folded, and he said: "It seems that we are not far from Lingmai Mountain, and there should be a post in front of us."

Zhong Xia frowned, and said: "How can there be a station in this wilderness?"

Feng Xian stroked his long beard, laughed loudly and said: "Naturally, people in the wilderness want to find something to eat. Do you really think that those flying knights will patrol the land like me?"

"What if ghosts and gods open?" Zhong Xia murmured, and then buried his head on Yu Zun's back, "If ghosts and gods open, we will kill those ghosts and gods," Yu Zun said fearlessly.

"Brother, why don't you listen?" Zhong Xia said aggrievedly.

The three of them were getting closer and closer to the cooking smoke, but they didn't feel any cold and tingling sensations. As the wind strings said, the place where the cooking smoke was located was a post station. In front of the post station stood a mast with a The white flag, with a few big black characters, swayed and trembled in the long night wind, but it was hard to see what was written on it.

A few people approached, and suddenly there was some noise and noise in the post station, bustling and bustling, like a peaceful and peaceful scene, Feng Xian said with a smile: "Brother Yu, why don't you go in and have a few drinks, and you can rest your feet. Late!"

Yu Zun nodded, patted Zhong Xia on the shoulder, and said, "Sister Zhong Xia, what do you think?"

Zhong Xia curled her lips, but didn't say anything, but she gently tugged at Yu Zun's sleeve, and whispered: "Brother, you need to be careful of that store."

Yu Zun was taken aback for a moment, but then he looked back at the white banner, and only then did he see the big characters flying like dragons and phoenixes clearly, and said: "Daomingpo"

"Brother Yu, this warm wine paired with a white chopped chicken is indeed an excellent dish in late autumn, come and have another drink with my brother," Feng Xian said with drunken eyes.

And the passers-by sitting around them all sighed: "This boiled chicken is very well cooked, and this old wine is also spicy and very warm to the stomach."

However, a table of guests not far from them was discussing about the Taoist wall of Lingnan Mountain: "Tang San, don't you think it's weird? I have been here for more than a month. It's less than a hundred miles away, but why can't we get out?"

One person frowned and replied: "I have also set foot on this mountain for two or thirty years. I have been overwhelmed by thorns and thorns along the way. I have never seen a place to stop and drink. Fortunately, I found this post today. I think this mountain is so beautiful. Might not be in an evil place”

An old man drank the wine in his bowl, then reached for the bowl of wine of the person next to him. After drinking heavily, he sighed and said, "Hey, you will know the origin of this mountain? It may be God's will to come to this post."

Everyone looked at the old man who was drinking, and said in response: "Old man, what do you mean?"

The old man chuckled a few times, and said: "This wine has a life to drink, and the money for this wine has to be paid back with life."

"You old beggar, don't be joking, sir, I am in this mountain range, and every tiger kills a tiger, and a bear slaughters a bear. It's so dangerous, but it's not like what you said, and I paid my life back." The big man holding a huge ax laughed loudly.

"Yeah, don't listen to this old man's nonsense anymore. Everyone drinks. If you have wine today, you will be drunk today. Maybe tomorrow we will reach Lingmai Mountain." Everyone laughed, but they entered the banquet again.

The old man shook his head and sighed helplessly: "Why don't you believe what the old man says?"

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the inn leaning on crutches, trembling and turning, Yu Zun was startled, and said: "Sister Zhong Xia, come out with me and have a look."

Zhong Xia nodded with a serious face, and followed Yu Zun out of the inn.

After leaving the inn, what he saw in front of him immediately made Yu Zun stunned, and said in disbelief: "How is it possible? It was clearly not the case just now?"

At this time, Zhong Xia's complexion became calmer, and she sighed softly: "Brother, you believe me now."

Yu Zun shook his head helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "This Kun Mountain Ridge is really not an ordinary place."

What made Yu Zun so distressed?And who made Zhong Xia so afraid?

The ancient mountain in front of me is by no means the scene that Yu Zun saw when he entered the inn just now. It is said to be an ancient mountain, but because the upper peak is full of swords, those swords are thickly rusted, so At first glance, it is shocking to say: "What an ancient battlefield"

In this way, the three big characters "Daoming Slope" seen on the white banner just now are quite appropriate.

But behind the ancient mountain, there is a small and humble inn. The inn is dilapidated, but there is a courtyard. In the center of the courtyard, there is a mast, which should be dismantled from a decaying ancient ship. , there was a tattered white flag with three large characters "Duoming Slope" written indiscriminately on the flag

The flickering lights in the inn were extinguished by the evil wind, and after a while, the dim yellow lights were lit again, but the difference was that the lights had become strangely green at this moment.

Yu Zun was shocked from the bottom of his heart, and shouted: "No!" When he entered the inn again, the dozen or so diners had all vomited black blood at this moment, with no bones bound.

The protruding eyeballs escaped from the eye sockets and hung down on the pale cheeks. Huge black and white beads, entwined with some scarlet blood foam, coupled with the tragic appearance of the tongue spitting out blood, made people feel a surge of emotion immediately. aversion to cold.

"If he made a slight mistake, wouldn't the mystery of Yinshi Ridge be shelved again?" Yu Zun gasped in a low voice, and used the Yuantian Blade to pick apart the corpses, "Brother Yu, I'm here", In the dead silent thatched hut, a person's low voice came out.

Holding a short golden blade in his hand, Feng Xian managed to stand up from a side of thatch, Yu Zun asked doubtfully, "Brother Feng, when did you leave the post?"

Feng Xian caressed the blade of the short blade with his hands, and said quietly: "Do you really think that I am a reckless brother?"

Yu Zun frowned, and Feng Xian said again: "When I was drinking just now, I also heard the words of the old man at the banquet, and his aura doesn't seem like someone from the prison world."

"Brother Feng, can you elaborate?" It doesn't look like a person from the prison world, is it?Yu Zun looked at the ancient mountain in disbelief.

Feng Xian pulled out a cowhide jug from his waist, took a sip, let out a long breath, and said, "Brother Yu, have you heard of the ghost realm?"

Sure enough, Yu Zun sighed in his heart, but pretended to be stupid and said: "Ghost world?"

Feng Xian pointed to the ancient mountain in front of him with great interest and said: "This mountain does not belong to this world. I have seen this mountain in ancient books. It is called Jianyin Peak. This Jianyin Peak was originally A small peak in the Sword Tomb of the Ghost and Creature Realm. According to legend, there once lived a master of swordsmanship named Jian Gui on Jianyin Peak. He sat on the small peak, so later generations named this small peak Jianyin Peak."

After a while, Feng Xian sighed again, and said: "But why does Jianyin Peak, which is in the world of ghosts and myths, appear in this world?"

And just when Feng Xian hesitated for a moment, Zhong Xia shouted: "Brother, come quickly!"

When he arrived in front of Zhong Xia, he saw that she was holding a long black silver sword in her hand, playing with it casually, Zhong Xia said happily: "Brother, I never thought that I would get this sword here."

Yu Zun's mind was slightly stagnant, his eyes glanced back, hissed, Zhong Xia was convincing, stuck out his tongue playfully, and put the sword into his storage pocket.