Great Sui Undead

Pure Yang Palace.

mountain top.

On the flat ground of a mountain towering as high as the clouds, two middle-aged Taoists were playing chess. The chess game in front of them was fighting vigorously, both of them were dressed in white robes.

The two were leisurely and contented, immersed in the chess game.

On the side, stood a disciple, with an excited expression, hesitating to speak, it was a Chunyang Palace disciple from the previous mountain gate.

At this time, a middle-aged Taoist picked up a cup of tea on the stone platform, tapped the rim, and asked sideways, "What's the matter? Tell me."

The disciple on the side quickly gave a salute: "Just now the sword-touching stone at the gate of the mountain was broken?!"

After speaking, he looked at the middle-aged Taoist.

"Huh?!" The middle-aged Taoist frowned.

"Could it be that someone kicked the mountain gate? It's those brats from the Shushan Sword Sect again?"

Another middle-aged Taoist glanced at him and said, "Tell me what happened?"

The disciple on the side hurriedly said: "It was a mortal who was testing the Sword-Moving Stone. After the Sword-Moving Stone emitted a radiant light, the Sword-Moving Stone suddenly exploded."

"Are you participating in customs clearance?"

The disciples on the side nodded quickly.

The two middle-aged Taoists looked at each other with horror in their eyes and a smile on their faces, as if they were very satisfied.

"Senior Brother Xie, it seems that our Chunyang Palace is going to produce another swordsman genius, and there will be another spot on the sword list."

The so-called sword list is a kendo ranking list organized by the three kendo leaders of Cihangzhai, Shushan Sword Sect, and Chunyang Palace. Every ten years, there will be a kendo battle to rank the world's kendo monks.

The middle-aged Taoist known as Senior Brother Xie smiled slightly and said, "It's not one person, it's two people."

Another middle-aged Taoist came to his senses, patted his forehead, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, and your daughter, little Xie Daoyun."

"That's natural. I, Xie Yi's daughter, am I an ordinary person." Xie Yi raised his chest proudly.

He glanced at the middle-aged Taoist on the opposite side: "However, I'm talking about another person whose swordsmanship is higher than that of the little girl!"

"Oh?! I don't know who it is?" the Great Elder asked, and the teacher's words completely aroused his curiosity.

You must know that Xie Daoyun is a rare swordsman genius, whose aptitude is comparable to that of the founder of the founding school, and he is highly valued by Chunyang Palace, so he directly took him to the secret realm to cultivate.

The so-called father is more expensive than his son, then Xie Yi only sat on the head teacher of Chunyang Palace because of his daughter's favor, otherwise, as his family, everyone would never dare to hand over Chunyang Palace directly in his hand.

Xie Yi put down his teacup, got up cross-legged, and said with a smile, "Hehe, don't worry, if you want to know, just follow me to have a look."

Xie Yi laughed loudly, and pulled the Great Elder to go.

At this time, the thin and pointed disciple climbed up, kicked and shushed angrily, out of breath.

"Not good! Not good!"

"Master Headmaster."

Xie Yi frowned, looked over, a little surprised.

"Huh?! You're in such a panic, what a shame." Before Xie Yi could speak, the First Elder scolded.

"No, no, no!" The thin and thin disciple couldn't speak clearly.

Another disciple at the side hurried forward, supported the thin disciple, and asked, "Junior brother, why are you here? Why don't you preside over the assessment at the foot of the mountain?"

"What's wrong with your face?"

The thin disciple didn't answer, but hurriedly said: "Those two fell into the trial mountain."

Several people were confused and didn't understand very well.

"Who do you think fell into the Mountain of Trials?" the Great Elder asked seriously.

"Speak well!"

The thin and thin disciple told the story of Li Shanfeng and the little fat man going up the mountain alone, and suddenly fell into the trial mountain on the mountainside.

It turned out that after the two of them climbed the mountain, he was worried about any accidents. He sent everyone who had passed the second pass into the sword forest, and after dismissing the people who hadn't passed the pass, he rushed towards them. Trial Mountain is gone.

With a straight face, Xie Yi glared at the thin disciple.

"Go! Go and see!"

Xie Yi turned around and flew down the mountain. He used Taoism as his foundation to practice swordsmanship. Taoist cultivation is not far from immortality. He is currently in the realm of Yangshen. Once he comprehends the complete Yin-Yangshen, he can try to break through immortality and become An immortal strong man.

The two jumped into the air directly, and with a wave of their sleeves, they wrapped up the two disciples and flew down the mountain.

"The scenery on this mountain is so beautiful, the original ecology, the content of negative oxygen ions is very high, and it is full of aura, which is even better than the 21A scenic spots built in the 5st century."

He remembered that Wawu Mountain was a famous mountain in his previous life, with beautiful scenery and a reclusive Taoist life.

There are countless beasts in the mountains. If the animals were not allowed to become spirits after the founding of the People's Republic of China, it is estimated that Wawu Mountain would soon be full of spirits and monsters.

It is really such a famous mountain, if it is not that it can't raise any big monsters, it will be really weird.

There must be legends in the land of good fortune.

Moreover, Wawu Mountain is a unique holy place in Bashu, and there are many legends.

Li Shanfeng began to visit this famous mountain while walking. He had been to Wawu Mountain before, but it was only artificially mined and artificially built. Many things in the mountain were destroyed.

The earth, which is already depleted of aura, has too few places to find a place to practice because of various man-made destruction.

In the previous life, the only remaining thin aura of Wawu Mountain was gradually exhausted due to human reasons.

Li Shanfeng couldn't help sighing in his heart.

He regretted a little now, why didn't he bring the system with him, such a spiritual and famous hill would definitely be able to sign in again.

Although the sign-in system is somewhat unreliable, it is a cheat after all, it is better than nothing.

Before leaving, Xiantian really asked a special question.

Except for the earthen bowl and some broken silver, most of the rest of his body was left to the innate real body.

The Qiankun in the sleeve of Xiantian Zhenshen has realized a trace of fur, which can hold some things, so he gave Chaos Stone and some medicinal materials to Xiantian Zhenshen.

He sent the parasitic worm directly into the world of death, including a lake in the ruins.

In the world of death, the lake in Nuwa's ruins turned into a beautiful lake, somewhat similar to the yellow spring water in the underworld.

At that time, Xiantian Zhenshen also sighed deeply, and the world of death felt more and more like hell.

"Hey!"

"Huh?! What's wrong, brother."

The little fat man noticed that Li Shanfeng had stopped moving suddenly, and almost bumped into him by accident.

"No, we seem to be still where we are."

Li Shanfeng realized that his face was a little ugly, no wonder he had been walking for a long time and never went out.

His eyes swept towards the stone staircase and the railings on both sides.

This stone ladder is not simple.

"Brother, what should we do? This should be a formation." The little fat man was nervous.

Li Shanfeng frowned, but did not reply, his eyes kept thinking.

"How about we retreat?" The little fat man said, and took a step back.

Just as Li Shanfeng was about to speak, at this moment, there was a strong gust of wind, and the endless mountain wind howled from the forest. It was cold, and the two of them couldn't help shivering.

"Ah, is there a ghost? When I was in Jianlin, I felt that someone was watching me." The little fat man exploded, his little heart thumping.

He was very scared. He liked to listen to ghost stories since he was a child. The more he listened to, the more he grew up with all kinds of fears, and he always thought of ghosts.

Li Shanfeng was speechless, or could it be said that the ancients liked to play tricks? !
Everything is put on the supernatural.

"Dispel the cold air quickly." Li Shanfeng told the little fat man.

"When this cold air enters the body, it will kill people."

Both of them have martial arts, and they immediately pumped their blood to disperse the icy debris on their bodies.