Twenty miles west of the city there is a low mountain with a rich green color.
The poor families in the west of the city rely on this mountain to make a living, and the mountain god has given them a lot of gifts. When the weather is fine, women, children and children will go to the mountain to pick some of the wild fruits that city dwellers are eager to collect. Rare medicinal herbs come home, but those medicinal herbs are usually hidden in hard-to-find places such as cliffs, tree roots and shrubs.
The old man would also go up the mountain alone every day before dawn, carrying a piece of soft biscuits, where he would chop firewood, pick up dead branches, and burn some fine charcoal. In the afternoon, I drank the biscuits in my arms with the clear mountain spring water, hunched over, and dragged firewood and charcoal to the city to exchange for some copper coins to supplement my family's income.
Most of the game that lives in the mountains is hunted by strong men in groups. Half of the prey is taken home to eat, and the rest is divided equally among each family and sent to restaurants in the city. With the money, they can buy some household items from the city. Pieces of rice and oilcloth.
People in the west of the city revere the mountain god from the bottom of their hearts. Each family raised funds to build a majestic mountain temple halfway up the mountain. During festivals and festivals, they would offer incense and pray for the blessing and protection of the mountain god.
Today, the priest of the mountain temple is an old hunter with no children. He suddenly suffered from unbearable pain in his abdomen earlier, so he went down the mountain to seek treatment from a doctor. He was temporarily detained by the doctor and could not return to the temple. The lights of the mountain temple were cold for several days, and he stood alone in the mountain.
In front of the mountain gate of the mountain temple, the old hunter swept it clean before going down the mountain, but now a dead leaf has fallen.
Boys and girls dressed in southern Xinjiang clothes stepped on dead leaves and stopped at the mountain gate.
The girl's heel crushed a dead leaf. The dead leaf was not completely dry, and a little juice seeped out, staining the woman's embroidered shoes. The woman leaned down and patted the dirty shoe surface a few times. The juice had seeped into the shoe surface. There was no way to make up for it. The woman sighed, gave up, stood up, and asked with a hint of resentment: "Is this the place the snake bone mentioned?"
Wu Shaoji covered his lower abdomen with his left hand and escaped from Shennong Medical Center. Although the accompanying girl had detoxified the poison on both of them, she still had some discomfort in her abdomen, with a burning sensation of ants biting her.
He has been living in the poisonous miasma of the rainforest in southern Xinjiang for many years. Ordinary poisons are like drinking nectar from mountain springs to him, but the poisons in Shennong Medical Center are tricky. Before the old man takes action, he has been infected, and even though the poison has been cured, he still can't. Deeply tortured, I thought that it would be better to offend as few people as possible when I see Shennong Medical Center in the future.
Hearing the girl ask her, she took a deep breath and pushed open the tightly closed mountain door with one hand.
In the leeward part of the courtyard, the scent of pine wafted out, and a fierce fire was lit on the bluestone piled with dry wood.
The fat man who was drinking in front of the campfire took a bite of the roasted pheasant chicken. The chicken was soft and tender, and the meat juice dripped from the corner of his mouth and onto his chest. "Why did you arrive at this hour?"
Wu Shaoji stepped into the courtyard, found a corner with no wind, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and slowly sat down with his support on the wall, "I encountered a tough situation and was poisoned."
The Miao girl stared at the pheasant chicken in the man's hand, flew down next to the bonfire, pulled off the meaty chicken legs, jumped up on the eaves, sat on the ridge and ate the chicken legs.
The chicken legs were originally saved for last but were snatched away by the Miao girl. The man raised his head and said harshly: "That chicken was caught with my toad poison. Be careful, don't let the poison burn through your stomach."
The girl tore off a piece of chicken and gnawed it slowly. The meat from the mountains and forests had a different taste. "Glutty fat man, your poison is not as strong as the poison my master fed me when I was a child. You still have the nerve to show off your stink."
"Yue Ling'er, for the sake of the Poison King, I won't argue with you. Also, my name is Chan Ru. If you call me Greedy Fatty again, be careful with me...be careful with me..."
Toad said viciously, and found that the tip of his tongue was numb and he couldn't make any sound. His fingers were babbling and gesticulating, and his whole body was shaking as he blew out the bonfire, and half of his body was unconscious.
After Yue Ling'er finished chewing the chicken legs, she jumped off the eaves with a wicked smile and said provocatively: "Glutty fat man, why don't you continue talking."
A majestic voice sounded in front of the main hall door. Snake Bone stood alone under the eaves, his eyes as cold as snakes, "Ling girl, don't embarrass him. You and I are both from southern Xinjiang. We should support each other when we go out."
Snake Bone and the master were a little pretentious, so he mediated, and Yue Ling'er would give him some thin noodles. He said oh, took out a packet of powder from his pocket and threw it into the bonfire with scattered flames in front of Chanru, a ball of purple. Smoke rose from the fire. After a while, Toad regained consciousness. He drank a few sips of wine to calm down his shock, curled up and ate the chicken in his hand.
Yue Ling'er took a few steps back and stopped under the same roof as Wu Shaoji. She took out a candied fruit from the cloth bag at her waist that Sun Miao of Shennong Medical Center gave her, and threw it into her mouth to sip the medicinal taste.
The various villages in southern Xinjiang hate each other and have many grudges. This temporary grouping in Jiangnan was also to raise money for the village to spend the winter. Wu Shaoji and Yue Ling'er came out of Kuyun Village together, so he would naturally protect her. He scanned the courtyard and said, "Why don't you see Xie Yue?"
Snake Bone gave up half of his body. In the main hall behind him, Xie Yue's child-sized body was lying on the cold bluestone of the mountain temple. In the temple, the clay sculpture of the mountain god, who was several people tall, stared at the sins of his lifetime.
Wu Shaoji frowned and said: "Aren't all the buildings in the world in the realm of transformation? Who can kill him?"
Snake Bone folded his sleeves and looked at the statue of the mountain god. Southern Xinjiang did not worship the mountain god. At this time, he felt guilty and uneasy. He wanted to go forward and worship, praying for peace. "The owner of Tianxialou has entered the selfless state. territory."
"Selfless Realm!" Wu Shaoji shouted, ignoring the pain in his abdomen, he stood up suddenly, clenched his fists and stood under the eaves, "It seems that I have to return to Southern Xinjiang as soon as possible to avoid the limelight. Senior Poison King is sitting in Southern Xinjiang. , they wouldn’t reach out there even if they were downstairs.”
Snake Bone said in a deep voice: "I have already received money from others. If the errand is not completed and the reputation of the world is ruined, who else will come to me in the future?"
Yue Ling'er spit out the core and gave birth to a young gecko on her fingertips. "Of course I will bear the trouble I caused. My master is at the critical moment of comprehending the realm of immortality. Don't disturb him with such trivial matters." The author said that even if we, four of us in the realm of transformation, take turns fighting, we still can’t defeat him in the realm of selflessness.”
Wu Shaoji quietly sent a message to Yue Ling'er who was on the side, reminding her not to act rashly, "Be careful. Back then, Lord Sword Emperor Ruyi first entered the state of selflessness and slashed through Huashan Mountain with one sword. The sword's intention stretched thousands of miles and changed the course of the Yellow River. The current owner of Tianxia Tower is the son of the Sword Emperor, and his invisible sword intention can split this low mountain with ease."
Yue Ling'er curled her lips, "When my master entered the Selfless Realm, he poisoned an entire city in a matter of seconds."
Wu Shaoji, a young man, was calm. Seeing that he could not persuade her, he continued in a soft voice: "You and I are not only responsible for our own lives, but also the money for the entire village to spend the winter. If they are all lost here, the whole village will be in trouble." You'll have to freeze and starve all winter long."
Having touched the soft spot in Yue Ling'er's heart, the arrogance in her eyes disappeared a lot, and she said, "I think we should return to southern Xinjiang as soon as possible to avoid the limelight before coming out."
A broad sword river invisible to others fell from the sky, and even the moonlight was chopped into pieces.
Jun Bubai, dressed in white, was hanging in the air, overlooking the four people in the courtyard.
The sword tonight is destined to be stained with blood.
"You guys have hurt me all over the world. Do you still want to leave Suzhou with all your hair and tail?"
With that scolding, the entire foot of the mountain shook.
“We can come whenever we want and leave naturally if we want.”
The master is the Poison King of Southern Xinjiang, ranked sixth on the list of rivers and lakes. Yue Ling'er naturally has some tricks at his disposal. He throws the immature little gecko in his hand into the air. A stream of purple smoke explodes from the little gecko. In an instant, The smoke spread, blocking the moonlight of the entire mountain temple.
Snake Bone understood, picked up Xie Yue's body and jumped to the east with Toad Ru.
Yue Ling'er pulled Wu Shaoji's sleeve and they both fled to the north.
With his sight blocked, Jun Bubai raised his left hand, and a ten-foot sword flew out of his sleeve. The wind of the sword blew away the thick smoke and illuminated the entire mountaintop.
At the foot of the mountain, Qu Xiefeng, who was carrying the qin up the mountain, saw the flash of daylight, his face darkened, and he tore open the silk wrapping the qin on his shoulder with one palm. The calloused hands touched the strings and turned into a gust of wind that swept towards the mountain temple.
The four of them fled to two places. Jun Bubai hesitated, but saw a gust of wind stopping beside him, raising his hand to fall into the Jianhe River.
Qu Xiefeng bowed half of his body and revealed his identity, "I am Qu Xiefeng at Guinong Villa. I have some old matters to settle with the Five Ghosts of Southern Xinjiang. I also want to inform the host of their whereabouts."
Jun Bubai took a look at Qu Xiefeng, who claimed to be at Guinong Villa. There was a look on his face that only a person with hatred could have.
Only Granny Luo knew about this place, and his words were somewhat credible, "Of those four people, two fled to the east and two fled to the north."
"Four people?" Qu Xiefeng was shocked. Seeing Jun Bubai's state of selflessness, he immediately understood and asked: "Does the poster know where the snake and scorpion players among the four of them have gone?"
Jun Bubai stretched out a finger from his sleeve, pointed towards the east, and said coldly: "I killed the one with the scorpion, and carried the body with the snake to the east."
"Thank you, Master." Qu Xiefeng bowed and bowed again, plucked the strings with his yellow nails, and the strings made a clanging sound, and then his whole body turned into a gust of cold wind and blew away to the east.
Wherever the cold wind passes, not a blade of grass grows.
Someone was chasing him to the east, but you didn't stop for no reason, so you pursued him to the north with your sword.
When Jun Bubai flew away with his sword half a cup of tea, Yue Ling'er and Wu Shaoji emerged from the mountain temple.
What just fled to the north was just a shadow created by Wu Shaoji's thousands of feet and shadows.
Wu Shaoji was worried that Jun Bubai would see through his clumsy trick, so he urged: "It's better to hurry up and go east to meet up with Snake Bone Toad and the others."
Yue Ling'er on the side did not respond. Wu Shaoji turned around and saw the white clothes that had just flown away in the courtyard, his pupils trembling.
He has a good understanding of the state of selflessness, so he really can't hide this clumsy trick from him.
Wu Shaoji pulled Yue Ling'er behind him and turned into a thousand phantoms and kicked Jun Bubai.
Jun Bubai had the master's coercion on him. When Wu Shaoji took action, Yue Ling'er held his hand empty, and the purple smoke turned into a whip. He turned over and swept up the eaves. With a flip of his wrist, he threw out the long purple smoke whip and tied it to Jun. Not white hands and feet.
The purple smoke contained the most powerful poison she had concocted. Any trace of it on the skin and flesh would melt into bones and disappear.
It's just that she doesn't know that you are immune to all poisons.
The river of swords behind Jun Bubai that led from Tianxia Tower to the Mountain Temple finally fell, and the courtyard was filled with sword shadows.
Wu Shaoji's Thousand Legs and Thousand Shadows were forced back by Jianhe before they could get close.
Jun Bubai did not dodge the long purple smoke whip thrown out by Yue Ling'er. He tied his left hand with it and took the opportunity to pull it towards his arms. A knife intention was brewing in his sleeve.
Yue Ling'er never thought that someone would grab her purple smoke whip. She didn't have time to let go. Her whole body was like a paper kite flying in spring. As soon as someone pulled it, it would fly to the place where it was pulled.
The dazzling light of the sword in Jun Bubai's sleeve was even more dazzling in this desolate moonlit night.
Wu Shaoji knew what would happen next, so he stomped in the courtyard. The bluestone under his feet was shattered by the force of his foot. A thousand phantoms kicked out at the same time. When Wu Shaoji kicked Jun Bubai, they returned. When it came to Wu Shaoji, the force of a thousand phantom kicks did not disappear, condensing on his toes.
Yue Ling'er was already awake, spreading the purple smoke in her hand, and her whip turned into flowers in the courtyard.
Jun Bubai released the invisible sword in his sleeve, and a white light shot straight at Yue Ling'er.
Yue Ling'er leaned back and swept a few feet back.
In the courtyard, Wu Shaoji had already kicked out that kick, and a thousand supercharged kicks gathered together, blending and tearing with the white light.
The thousand-layer soles worn by the old woman from the west of the city for several months on Wu Shaoji's feet were all shattered, and he fell backwards, making holes in the stone wall of the courtyard.
Yue Ling'er jumped off the eaves to see Wu Shaoji's injuries. His entire leg bones were shattered and he was bleeding. He hurriedly took out a pill from his bag and fed it into Wu Shaoji's mouth. He pinched purple smoke in his hand and tied Wu Shaoji's broken leg, slowly nourishing the broken leg.
Her poison can kill as well as save people.
Jun Bubai didn't stop his momentum, lost his kindness, and broke the rules of the world, so he had to know what consequences he would face.
Pointing the sword in his right hand, he flicked his sleeves, and a broad sword river regenerated behind him, flowing straight down.
