Legend of the Cultivation God

Chapter 142, Yulian Mountain

"The little man took so many washings of the marrow, which is equivalent to his own hard work for several years. It is good for you to come here. Only when it is a month of cultivation, how can the life of Xiaoye... so hard?" China’s darkness is endless.

Therefore, on this road, Xiao Hua still flew in the end, and worked hard to repair the basic law that had just arrived yesterday. However, it is not until he has learned what to do, Yulian Mountain is here!

Yu Lianshan really is like Li Weiwen and others. The mountain is not very high, but the fog is very great. From a long-term perspective, it is like a huge cloud of clouds that has fallen from the top of the sky.

"Well... a big piece of marshmallow!" Xiao Hua looked up and couldn't help but scream.

Xiao Hua’s flight in front of him was to find a flying smoke. Xiao Hua’s feeling was just that he didn’t listen to him. The smoke-seeking was a very handsome figure. He twisted a few times and almost fell from the air. .

"Seeking friends carefully!" Xiao Hua quickly reminded.

Looking for the strange face of flying a cigarette, turn back and hand: "Than... Xie Xiaodao friends care!"

Then, I bite my lip and move forward to the front...

Xiao Hua and others are plains at the foot of the plains. It is a kind of innocent feeling. Just above this plain, this misty Yulian Mountain is very abrupt, making people feel very weird. In particular, Xiao Hua and others flew from midair. If you don't say the sinister nature of this Yulian Mountain, it is a strange place to go!

"Fan Daoyou..." I saw that I had already reached the left of Yulian Mountain, but I saw the clouds rolling in the mountains. If the horses were rushing, there was a certain range. The clouds immediately dispersed and disappeared under the gorgeous sunshine. And can't see any monsters, Xiao Hua does not feel surprised, look at Fan Daomao who is falling beside him and ask softly.

"Hey, Xiao Daoyou, but what's the matter?" Fan Daomao smiled on his face.

Xiao Hua was also polite. He asked the cloud with his hand. "Li Daoyou said yesterday that there are a lot of cloud beasts on the Yulian Mountain. How come...have not seen it? What is this cloud beast...what?"

"This way..." Fan Dao-mao listened to his face and had no strange look. He laughed: "It’s no wonder that Xiao Daoyou doesn't know. This Yulian Mountain is no better than Nancai Ping. It is not a must-have for people who come and go, so the reputation is not loud. There are not many people who know it. The poor road just has a very good deed. The previous year, because of the plant and the river, the grass had to go deep into the Yulian Mountain. He was also a dead life in this Yulian Mountain. A bit of complaints, the poor road knows this cloud beast!"

"Xi Liancao must be the specialty of this Yulian Mountain! What is it used for?" Xiao Hua looked like a thirst.

"It’s good to call Xiao Daoyou know that Yulian Mountain has been covered with clouds all the year round, and the water-based aura is very strong, and this aura is diffuse and the sun is not transparent. It is the excellent place for the growth of the creek grass. Let’s this country, that is, Yulian The mountains are rich in stalks and grasses. The creeks are used in the herbs. However, they are only necessary for the medicinal herbs that are useful for the cultivation of the gods. Therefore, Xiao Daoyou does not know that it is normal!"

"God is practicing cultivation?" Xiao Hua stunned, and said: "This **** can... can you cultivate?"

Fan Daomao shook his head slightly: "The poor road is just four layers of refining, and there is still a long distance from the peak of the refining gas. Naturally, I don't know the true and false. But it is just a hearsay!"

"Fan Daoyou said to listen?" Xiao Hua suddenly thought of the mouth that he got, had a fresh mind, and did not feel the interest, and put the things that inquired about the cloud beasts behind.

"According to... It is said that when the gods read the twelve layers of refining, they will be built in the muddy palace of the monks, and this **** is the root of the manipulation of magical instruments and magic weapons. Just like the strength of ordinary people, it is very cheap in the fight! However, the practice of cultivation is just a way to improve the realm of cultivation, and the thoughts of God are only ascending with the realm. On the other hand, it does not have any effect on the promotion of God's thoughts. It is precisely because of this that some people with great supernatural powers have created a unique way of doing things, specifically to cultivate the minds of the mind, just like the special training of the flesh and the path of physical repair! ”

"Oh, yes, Fan Daoyou said that physical training, poor roads are also heard, and have never been seen before. I heard that they are all three big five rough people, is this so? Also to Fan Daoyou to confuse?" Xiao Hua is I thought of Zhang Zhihao’s calling for his physical training.

Although he has already arrived at the front of Yulian Mountain, Fan Daomao seems to have no impatience. He said: "The poor roads have seen several physical repairs. They are all three big five people. However, it is said that cultivation to the depths is followed. The usual monk is almost the same. In fact, when it comes to physical training, there are two kinds of arguments. One is that when it is too ancient, it can’t be done. Only the **** of nature is born. Everyone is the body of heaven and earth, and later, The monk has a spell and a realm. This body repair is from ancient times and sanctified in the flesh!"

"The body of the angels? The body is sanctified?" Xiao Hua’s heart was shocked, and I thought of the Tianren family that Xiao Yuehong said.

"This second statement? It is believed that this body repair is derived from the devil world. Xiao Daoyou must know that the people in the devil world are physically tyrannical. They fight with my comprehension people and do not use any magic! Well, my comprehension The magical practice of the magic, etc... is not from the devil?" Fan Daomao has a plausible look.

"Yes..." Xiao Hua thought about it. After all, he did not say it. If there is no magic in the devil world, where is the practice? If there is no practice, the magic repair... Are you not all physically trained?

When the two talked, as Li Yuwen and others landed on the ground about a hundred feet away from Yulian Mountain, Li Yiwen took out a few tune notes from his arms and handed it to everyone, saying: "You are friends, this company. Please note that the note is also included. In this fog of Yulian Mountain, even the notes are important tight. If any one is lost in the fog, it is all the notes!"

"Hey, Li Daoyou's words are not appropriate. I have all entered Yulianshan. Who knows who has not gone wrong? If they are lost, they have a note... what is it?" Fan Daomao said indignantly.

"Fan Daoyou... Forget it, if you don't want to go in excess, it's a poor road, because the connected notes of the poor road are the main symbols. If Fan Daoyou agrees, the poor road will be poor. The silk sac is given to the friends, how is the poor road waiting outside?"

"Does Li Daoyou not give the main character to the poor road?" Fan Daomao said with a smile: "The poor road is also thinking about finding the treasure, can't you escape?"

Xiao Hua listened, and his heart moved. He always has no direction. Don’t say that it is such a fog. It’s that the sky will go wrong. Fan Daomao’s method suddenly touched his heart. “That... Li Daoyou, Fan Daoyou said that there are some reasons. I will wait until I open the silk pouch and open it. There is Fan Daoyou outside. I am not sure if I am a lot bigger?" Xiao Hua asked the nose.

If it was before yesterday, Xiao Hua’s words would never be heard by Li Xiaowen. It must have been ridiculed, but now... Li Yiwen is quite a bit embarrassed. As the head of these five people, it should be Fair, just as he said before, if this time, Fan Daomao does not go in, the future danger will definitely be more and more people will not go in, and at the end... only one person will go in, then what?

"Li Daoyou, Xiao Daoyou said that it makes sense." Looking for flying smoke whispered: "This Yulian Mountain is no better than the side. If you lose your way, I am trapped inside. It is better to let one person stay outside, Fan Daoyou... ...Although there is some luck, who can make him lucky?"

Li Xiaowen thought for a moment, sighed, and looked at Xiao Hua intentionally or unintentionally: "There is only one silk sac in the poor road, and there is no opinion from others. The poor road will agree!"

Xiao Hua knows to say that he smiles and says: "It’s a step to take one step! It’s better to fall into the fog than to be at once!"

Li Zhaowen handed the main character of the note to Fan Daomao, and went back to Yulian Mountain without looking back. Fan Daomao looked at the left and went straight to find a huge stone. He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Just like the fog that got up early in the morning, Xiao Hua entered the edge of Yulian Mountain with Li Yuwen and others, and when the body shape of the people was swallowed by the clouds, Xiao Hua’s eyes began to be white! Naturally, this is different from the general white fog. The ordinary white mist is faint. When people approach, they will be moved by the wind. And this fog is thick, almost like precipitation in the air, not only to cover people's eyes, but also the mouth and nose of people are also submerged, a decaying, stinky and mixed with the smell of some musk The face of the skull is coming over!

When Xiao Hua smelled this strange taste, he immediately closed his mouth and nose, and did not enter the body. This is not the most worrying Xiao Hua, the most bizarre, the fog seems to be able to stop the eyes of the dead, Xiao Hua is certainly a sense of five senses, but can only see the scene around three feet, and with everyone In-depth, this range is still shrinking.

"Quirks, if it is inside, isn't it invisible?" Xiao Hua thought.

"Hey, is this... Xilian grass?" Xiao Hua looked down slightly and saw an inch of grass with three leaves on top, each with jagged edges and serrated edges. There are also fine velvet hairs on the top, and the vellus hair flutters slightly in the clouds. I don't know if the clouds are moving, or the creeks are moving.

"Seeking a friend..." Xiao Hua whispered: "This.... Is this the river?"

Looking for the flying smoke, I followed Xiaohua’s finger and smiled. “Xiao Daoyou is really lucky. This is the creek of the river. The poor road has been seen on the easy collection of Jingbocheng.”

"Hey..." Xiao Hua looked at the cockroaches on the face of the flying smoke, and the heart was comfortable, but no, this creek was at the feet of everyone, only Xiao Hua saw it, others... didn't pay attention.

"Hey, it's not good, here... How can there be a river with you?" Xiaohua, who was looking for flying smoke, quickly took the stream with the grass and immediately whispered.