Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

The next morning, before Duan Yun and Ziyu had even eaten breakfast, someone arrived, bringing news.

Because of their outstanding performance in cultivation, the two siblings were honored to be selected to follow the inner disciples into the mountains.

The time was set for noon that day, telling them to prepare and then go to assemble.

After hearing Ziyu's introduction to the Valkyrie and the Seven Dwarfs last night, Duan Yun had also developed some interest in the secrets of Golden Mountain.

This interest, of course, wasn't because the Valkyrie had big breasts. After all, the Valkyrie's big breasts were just an illusion from Ziyu's smutty writing brain. He was interested because, as a strong figure in the martial world, it was perfectly reasonable for him to be interested in the Valkyrie's treasure.

If the Valkyrie was really still alive as the legend said, still wandering in the Golden Palace, he might even have a chance to exchange pointers with her.

Masters often spar with each other to relieve boredom.

Sometimes, being a master is very empty and lonely.

Since he was honored to be selected, given the opportunity to enter the inner sect, learn divine skills, become a pillar of Red Pagoda Mountain, and marry the sect leader's daughter, Duan Yun couldn't refuse.

Young Hero Duan wanted to transform Red Pagoda Mountain, so naturally, he had to delve deep into it and understand it first.

His experience as an outer disciple in the Iron Blood Sect had shown him the plight of the lower-level martial artists and some of the reasons for their problems. Now, he wanted to continue his practice and see more.

Seeing Duan Yun not even eating breakfast and starting to pack, Ziyu couldn't help but say, "Why do you seem so eager? Don't tell me you're really interested in the Red Pagoda Mountain's young mistress?"

Duan Yun replied, "Why would I be interested in a woman who loves to smoke? I'm just doing what I love, and then transforming it."

Thinking of the fate of the sects that had been loved and transformed by him, Ziyu's temples throbbed.

Moreover, Duan the Devil had already said that he might not even transform it this time; he had to use electricity to cure the smoking addiction first.

Inside the deepest tower of Red Pagoda Mountain.

Vice Sect Leader Hong Kaishan looked worried.

He rarely worried.

Because Red Pagoda Mountain had a lot of money. Making money from cigarettes was inherently a lucrative business, and the entire sect was very "united."

After all, leaving Red Pagoda Mountain would make it difficult to continue living the immortal life of smoking immortal cigarettes every day.

These wisps of smoke were like threads, tying the people within the sect together, making them very united.

But now, Hong Kaishan was somewhat worried.

In fact, Red Pagoda Mountain was considered quite good in the entire Qinghe City.

Even though they were late in setting up their operations, their ability to earn money was still first-class.

But the thing people fear most is comparison.

Jade Stream Sect and Red Pagoda Mountain were not far apart. They both used cigarettes as their industry, and often, they were evenly matched.

Because of their similarities and the fact that they were competing for the same market, comparisons were inevitable.

Red Pagoda Mountain believed that they were not inferior to Jade Stream, and most of the time, whether it was cigarettes or people, they were indeed on par.

However, Red Pagoda Mountain was one step behind in its layout in Qinghe City.

As the saying goes, one step behind leads to many steps behind. Now, Jade Stream Sect has become one of the five major forces in the city, and its industrial scale and reputation are higher than Red Pagoda Mountain.

The sect leader wanted him to come to Qinghe City to get Red Pagoda Mountain to keep up.

Unfortunately, it was difficult.

The five major forces were already intertwined and quite united. It was said that the five sect leaders were even swapping wives, which showed how close they were.

It was like a loving family of five; it was not easy to get any of them to cheat.

Red Pagoda Mountain's cigarette shop business in the city had improved, but it was limited.

Because outside these two streets, their power would be suppressed by Qingxi Sect.

When they wanted to break through the encirclement, the other four families would also restrain them from the side, which was very uncomfortable.

Thus, in this vast Qinghe City, what fascinated countless martial arts smokers was Jade Stream cigarettes, not Red Pagoda Mountain's.

In addition, the shameless people of Jade Stream Sect hired many storytellers to vigorously promote Jade Stream cigarettes and denigrate Red Pagoda Mountain, which further limited their efforts.

Now, the inner disciples of Red Pagoda Mountain were living well, which was a last resort.

There would be brave men under heavy rewards; otherwise, who would work hard for you in this situation?

But even so, after spending a lot of money and energy, Red Pagoda Mountain was still stuck in the middle here.

Therefore, Hong Kaishan could only find another way.

Many of the forces that came to Qinghe City came to earn money, but more came to find the Golden Palace.

It could even be said that earning money was just a side business; finding the treasure trove of divine skills was the most important thing.

With Jade Stream Sect having already gained a foothold in advance, if they wanted to surpass Jade Stream Sect, they could only make further progress in exploring the treasure trove.

As long as there was progress in the Golden Palace, they would be able to attract countless martial arts talents.

If they could also cultivate the martial arts in the treasure trove and practice to a certain level, what if they destroyed Jade Stream Sect?

Not only destroy Jade Stream Sect, but didn't you five major sects like to swap wives?

When the time comes, I will capture the wives of your five families and rape them together, so you can only watch!

This had always been Hong Kaishan's fantasy when he was depressed, but now there was real progress over there.

Entering the mountain in summer was definitely not a good choice, but he insisted on sending several groups of people into the mountain to find treasure.

He spent so much money, raised so many people, and taught so many people martial arts just for this moment.

Unexpectedly, three disciples really found a way.

That was one of the disciples named Zhang Yu. He accidentally fell off a cliff and was separated from his companions.

As a result, he suddenly encountered a peach blossom forest, growing on both sides of a stream, hundreds of steps long, with no other trees in between.

In Zhang Yu's words, the peach blossom forest was fresh and beautiful, with fallen flowers in profusion, like a fairyland.

Zhang Yu's leg was broken at the time. Knowing that if he dragged on like this, he would die in the mountains, he walked into the peach blossom forest.

In his words, Golden Mountain was full of dangers, always giving people a gloomy feeling, but this peach blossom forest gave people a warm sense of security.

He walked into the forest until he reached the end of the peach forest.

At the end of the peach forest was a mountain, with a small hole in the mountain, with a light shining in the hole.

He accidentally discovered that this hole was probably not natural, because the stone wall next to the hole was engraved with three words—"Fairy Cave."

Looking at this peach forest so beautiful and full of aura, it really had a bit of the flavor of being planted by a fairy, so Zhang Yu dragged his broken leg into this fairy cave.

At first, the cave was very narrow, only allowing one person to pass. After walking dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear.

In Zhang Yu's words, what was presented in front of him was a picture of a paradise on earth.

There the land was flat and open, the houses were neat and orderly, with good fields, beautiful ponds, and mulberry and bamboo. The paths crisscrossed, and the sounds of chickens and dogs could be heard. The men and women who came and went were dressed like outsiders. The old and the young were all happy and content.

Zhang Yu, who had been raping and killing in the martial world, couldn't help but want to rape and kill when he saw this scene, especially when he saw that these people didn't know much martial arts.

Because the women here were really good-looking, white and tender, as beautiful as fairies.

But he was injured and did not immediately attack.

Seeing him as an outsider, the people in the village warmly welcomed him.

There was also a beautiful female doctor who came to treat his injuries.

Zhang Yu's bones were quickly reset, and the villagers slaughtered chickens and pigs to entertain him.

Zhang Yu ate well, drank well, and was taken care of by a beautiful doctor, so he quickly recovered.

He wondered if he should rape and kill them all before leaving, because he had observed over these days that this group of people really didn't know much martial arts.

But he still had a bit of conscience and a strong sense of sect honor, thinking that if he wanted to rape and kill, he had to do it with his Red Pagoda Mountain companions.

So he planned to leave.

Before leaving, he learned from the female doctor that the so-called Golden Palace was not far from there.

That was just their ancestral land. The so-called Golden Palace was just a golden ancient tree inside, and the leaves were projected by the sunlight, looking like gold everywhere.

After getting this news, Zhang Yu knew that he had made a great contribution, so with the villagers seeing him off.

Before he left, he had already made marks on the road, just waiting to call people and go through the Fairy Cave to rape the fairies and get the divine skills in the Golden Palace.

Hong Kaishan couldn't help but be overjoyed after hearing this news.

But he knew that this opportunity was rare and not easy to come by.

He patted his chest and assured Zhang Yu that if he really found the Golden Palace along the village, then he would be the perfect marriage partner for the young mistress.

Even if the young mistress wanted to have several husbands, he would be the main one.

Because the Fairy Cave was already in the hinterland of Golden Mountain, the road was long and there were many unknown dangers, Hong Kaishan organized this treasure hunt.

It could be said that he used all his strength this time.

Even the consumable cigarette holders were fully prepared.

This time, there will definitely be a big harvest!

Before noon, Duan Yun and Ziyu had arrived at the meeting point.

It was a small corner building in Qinghe City, where four Red Pagoda Mountain disciples were drinking tea in a low-key manner.

The reason for being low-key was that they were not only dressed plainly, but they didn't even smoke.

Just as Duan Yun and Ziyu were about to talk, a square-faced man reminded them to be low-key.

These people should be inner disciples, and they looked quite arrogant.

Before long, Uncle-Master Wang appeared.

He was the leader of this team.

Duan Yun did not expect that this "examiner" would also enter the mountain.

The team set off quickly.

They left Qinghe City in a low-key manner.

Outside Qinghe City were fields of farmland.

Farmers were busy in the fields from time to time, which looked quite lively.

But the further they went towards the mountains, the fewer people there were.

Here, many fields had been abandoned, filled with weeds, and even the white bones of people could be faintly seen among the grass.

As the last piece of abandoned farmland was left behind, the feeling of a dense old forest came over them.

At the same time, smoke filled the air.

These people must have been holding back for a long time. Seeing that there was no one around, they all took out their pipes and started smoking.

Including Uncle-Master Wang, who had repeatedly warned them that smoking was only an auxiliary.

At this time, Uncle-Master Wang came over and said, "Don't worry, you two siblings will have time to smoke later."

It could only be said that the road into the mountain was not easy to find.

There had always been many martial artists who came to Golden Mountain to find treasure one after another, so the old forest without roads gradually had roads.

It was just that this was not the peak season for treasure hunting, so the roads that had been made before were gradually covered by weeds.

What was particularly shocking was the corpses on the roadside.

Some of these corpses only had white bones left, while others were completely rotten, and flies were all over them in this hot weather. It was obvious that they had not been dead for long.

Duan Yun took a few simple glances and found that the deaths were different. Some were obviously killed in internal strife, and some looked like they had been eaten by wild animals.

But these people in Red Pagoda Mountain were obviously used to these and did not pay any attention to them at all.

When entering the mountain to find treasure, not only do you have to guard against wild animals and poisonous insects, but you also have to guard against people.

Turning against each other and killing people to seize treasures was commonplace. Casual martial artists were the easiest to die.

Unlike them, who had sects and schools, walking together was also a symbol of strength. Generally, no one would provoke them.

The group kept walking without stopping.

Duan Yun and Ziyu only felt that they had inhaled a lot of complex secondhand smoke.

During this period, Duan Yun felt that this Uncle-Master Wang was becoming more and more hypocritical.

What do you mean smoking is only an auxiliary, mainly for practicing Kung Fu? This guy never stopped smoking, he was a complete old smoker.

Until dusk, the entire team stopped in a relatively flat area.

There were already many people waiting there.

Duan Yun glanced casually and felt that there were at least fifty or sixty people.

Good fellow, Red Pagoda Mountain made a big show this time.

They had already observed that Red Pagoda Mountain's resident in Qinghe City had a total of more than one hundred people. If they brought a little more, it would almost be all out.

It could be seen that the news Ziyu inquired about was true. Red Pagoda Mountain really had progress in the mountains.

And soon, they saw acquaintances.

Many acquaintances.

All the outer disciples are here?

Good fellow, the old man said that only outstanding outer disciples had the opportunity to enter the mountain, but everyone performed excellently?

A group of people looked at me, and I looked at you. The pride and joy of being selected before disappeared.

Inner disciples and outer disciples had not had much contact. Duan Yun's group of outer disciples entered the mountain for the first time and were scattered in various teams, so they seemed at a loss for a while.

The smarter ones had already felt something was wrong.

That night, a group of people camped here to rest.

A round-faced middle-aged man was in charge of everything.

From the conversation, it was learned that this person was Elder Hong Mingtian of Red Pagoda Mountain.

That is, the victim in catching his wife and childhood sweetheart in adultery.

At that time, his wife's childhood sweetheart cursed this elder to die in Golden Mountain. I don't know if it will come true later.

After all, Duan Yun is watching here, and he may accidentally destroy people.

As a result, the outer disciples, who were originally at the bottom here, had good treatment that night.

They ate the same as the inner disciples, and they were not the ones on night watch.

Uncle-Master Wang wanted them to rest well.

The next day, the team still moved forward in the manner of eight teams, but this time, Duan Yun and Ziyu had an extra pipe in their hands.

"Smoke it."

"On the road ahead, smoke it well, it's best not to stop."

Uncle-Master Wang said, looking at the two siblings.

The four inner disciples traveling with them looked at this scene, especially after seeing Ziyu, they all showed a pity expression.

Duan Yun and Ziyu skillfully took a puff.

With just one puff, the two noticed something was wrong.

The cigarette was too strong, and after entering the mouth, it seemed to wrap the body's energy and blood, going in and out together.

This cigarette is poisonous!

In the front team, some outer disciples said they didn't want to smoke, but they were slapped a few times in an instant.

"Those who disobey orders, die."

Duan Yun understood instantly.

The reason the outer sect disciples were treated so well before, even being given good food, drink, and sleep last night, better than even the inner sect disciples, wasn't out of kindness to new fellow disciples, but because they were waiting for this.

This is like being tricked onto a bus to Myanmar, where everything is out of your control.

I must say, they know how to play!

Fun!

These sects truly never disappoint young heroes.

Duan Yun took a hard drag, feeling the blood and qi in his body surge, and exclaimed, "Damn, that's potent!"