Chapter 181 Mountain

The Zhongtang Mountains are thousands of miles wide. Let alone the surrounding mountains, the body of this mountain alone is more than 300 miles, towering above the nine heavens and towering.

There are countless caves in these mountains, and the passage is more like a broad road. The wide side is smooth, and the height is dozens of feet wide, and there are hundreds of feet of passages inside. It is said to be a passageway, but it is actually comparable to an empty space.

In particular, many ground rooms in the mountain are said to be ground rooms. At a glance, you can't see the mountain wall on the other side, which is better than the vast plain.

There are often trees and weeds in the mountain, which grow densely, and sometimes the sun will shine on the top of the mountain.

Although it is in the mountains, it is actually more smooth and unimped than the outside world.

This mountain is 300 miles long and horizontal, and most of the inside is hollow, and there is no need to be narrow outside.

Walking in the mountains, Ling Sheng has met several imperial disciples, including immortal sects and evil sect disciples. Later, he met an evil elder Yunang. The other party was still young, and his means were not as amazing as those old monsters who had been immersed in ** for more than 100 years. Ling Sheng repelled the other party with a few swords and was about to kill him. He was shocked to find that there was a vast atmosphere from the other end of the mountain wall. He immediately abandoned the Yunang real person and quickly left and fled from this place.

After the matter of the green-shirted Zhenjun, Ling Sheng knew that he had not been able to compete with the Zhenjun at this time. Although swordsmen must face difficulties, move forward and have no fear, but they are not to hit the stone with eggs.

Ling Sheng left that place and turned to another avenue. At a glance, the front was boundless, the roadside was overgrown with weeds, the rock walls were full of vines, and the top of the cave was also quite bright under the sun.

"There are countless roads in the mountains, crisscrossed and connected in all directions. I don't know where I have been."

Ling Sheng slowly move forward.

Inside Zhongtang Mountain, the outside world is not inferior in terms of breadth. There are grass and trees, as well as insects and birds, jackals, tigers and leopards, but without the blue sky and white clouds, you can only see a few sunshine from the occasionally exposed air of the rock wall at the top.

Traveling more than ten miles, Ling Sheng only saw some wild deer goats and never met anyone.

The black monkey appeared, put the scene in front of him, put the scene in his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said, "Zhongtang Mountain is 300 miles, but it is as high as tens of thousands of feet, deeper into the ground. The road is winding and winding, not only winding, but also extending up and down, criscrossed in all directions. It looks like 300 miles, but in fact, it is wide inside, more than 3,000 miles? It is common sense that you only walk more than ten miles and can't find anyone.

Ling Sheng frowned and said, "In this way, it is difficult for me to find Brother Heixi?"

"It's as difficult as climbing to the sky." The black monkey shook his head and said, "Don't worry so much. After all, Black Xi has the power to bully, and ordinary people can't help him. Even if he can't beat his opponent, there is still no big problem to escape. Moreover, on his way, with his master, he may be able to meet his master. It won't be too difficult to come here. After all, no matter what, it won't be let the disciples come in and die?"

"Death?"

A cold light flashed in front of Ling Sheng's eyes, and a warning appeared in his heart.

The black monkey was stunned and said, "What?"

Ling Sheng's mood fluctuated for a while, and then slowly fell down and shook his head slightly.

The monkey looked at him for a long time and seemed to be a little clear. He said in a low voice, "Why don't you leave Zhongtang Mountain?"

Ling Sheng said, "Da Dao Jindan is in front of you. Although it is not inevitable, you can't turn a blind eye to it. If you have a predestined method, come and have a try. What's more, many immortal disciples and elders in the mountain are here. I don't think they will really let me wait for my disciples to die.

The black monkey nodded slightly.

However, such a haze has been covered in my heart. Even if I turn a blind eye to it, the haze has still not been erased.

"Spiritly lucidum!"

The monkey jumped on the rock wall, picked a Lingzhi grass, grinned, and said with a smile, "Looking at its age, it may be about 900 years, and only half of it is a thousand years old. Although it was picked early, with the essence of vegetation, it can barely be included in the millennium spiritual grass."

South Xinjiang is vast, with endless forests and treasures, but there are many people in the surrounding mountains, so treasures are rare. However, this middle mountain is a rare hollow inside, and few people step into the interior of the mountain. Among them, only native wolves, insects, tigers and leopards, plants and trees, occasionally give birth to some monsters and monsters.

Those native creatures naturally do not know treasures, and monsters do not go around to pick treasures. Therefore, many natural and earth treasures and elixir treasures inside the mountain are preserved.

The black monkey was slightly depressed and said to himself, "The good and evil sides gathered in Zhongtang Mountain, and countless practitioners fought here. I'm afraid that this Zhongtang Mountain will be full of holes. Even if these natural treasures are not destroyed, they will inevitably be picked up by human practitioners."

Ling Sheng didn't know how to answer it. After a moment of silence, he went forward first.

The road ahead is smooth.

I went seven or eight miles again and suddenly felt a little movement.

Ling Sheng and the black monkey looked at each other and let the black monkey get into the wooden house and walk away quickly.

If you encounter this kind of fighting method at ordinary times, Ling Sheng will naturally not mind his own business, but in this middle of the mountain, Ling Sheng knows nothing, so he has to ask someone to ask questions. Since the other party has a fight, it is about good and evil, that is to say, he met a Middle-earth monk this time.

In addition to the nine immortal sects, there are also hundreds of sects rushing to southern Xinjiang. I don't know whether the disciples of the Immortal sect in front of them are or middle-earth practitioners.

When I rushed to that place, I saw five or six Middle-earth monks gathered in one place, surrounded by more than a dozen evil disciples and practitioners in southern Xinjiang.

Among these five or six monks, only two are disciples of the immortal sect, and the rest are disciples of the first-rate sect. Fortunately, these two immortal disciples held on, otherwise, I'm afraid that one will be killed by these ten evil disciples face to face.

But the disciples of the evil sect are actually not inferior to the disciples of the immortal sect, but the cultivation of the two disciples of the immortal sect is slightly higher, so they try their best to support them.

Seeing this situation, Ling Sheng knew that although the two immortal disciples were relatively profound and their means were extraordinary, they were difficult to resist more than a dozen evil disciples and gradually showed their decline. As for the other four Middle-earth monks, they could only help each other from the side and difficult to face the enemy head-on.

Ling Sheng wanted to go out to save people, but he thought about it and said secretly, "It's not a good time to go out at this time. When these two immortal disciples are on the verge of death, I will save people to show this life-saving grace. At that time, even if I recognize that I am Ling Sheng, I will tell him everything I know.

The black monkey is simply a personal spirit. Seeing that Ling Sheng did not move, he only thought in his heart and covered his mouth and smiled secretly: "Ling Sheng knows that he is not well-known, and he can't help but be despised. When the other party is about to die, he will come to save people to show his life-saving grace. At that time, he will think about saving his life. In terms of kindness, I probably won't despise it.

......

Li Mu's shoulder was swept by a flying hook, bursting blood, gritting his teeth, and raising his hand to hit a long silky treasure.

This treasure is just a stroke, cutting a long sword in the air into two pieces, which is very sharp.

Li Mu controlled the filament and couldn't resist the other party's Taoism and treasures. He quietly went to see his younger brother Pang Feng. He saw that his brother's face was bloodless, and his true qi was faintly in danger of exhaustion, and his heart was even more bitter.

The flying hook that hurt me before came again.

A strange color flashed in Li Mu's eyes, and he reluctantly turned sideways. Ren Fei hooked his waist and abdomen, hooked his intestines, raised his hand and hit the long silk to the evil disciple who was flying.

Injury for injury, life for life.

Li Mu did not hesitate to suffer this serious injury and also wanted to kill the evil disciple who was flying hooked on the spot.

However, the disciple of the evil sect just smiled, turned the hook, and hooked the neck of a Middle-earth monk and hung a head full of panic.

The long silk came to the disciple of this evil sect and was blocked by another magic weapon.

Li Mu smiled bitterly. Not only was he seriously injured, but he was also tired that a Middle-earth Taoist friend died here. But in the end, this life-for-life deal was completely compensated.

The disciple of the evil sect sneered and said, "Cat play rats are interesting, otherwise you would have killed the birds in the cage."

Li Mu gritted his teeth and said no words, suddenly took back the long silk magic weapon, and threw out the darkened Taoist art of his left hand.

The evil disciple's face changed slightly and dodged. However, a southern practitioner behind him was unfortunately hit by Taoism. He immediately screamed, fell on his back, and was immediately out of breath.

"Brother, it's a good trick."

Pang Feng gave a thumbs up.

Li Mu barely laughed, but he was exhausted. As soon as he squeezed out his smiling face, he fell to the ground.

Pang Feng's face changed greatly and exclaimed, but was stopped behind his back by a magic weapon. He immediately spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. Although he was not dead, he could no longer move.

The remaining three Middle-earth monks all exclaimed and fled one after another.

It's just a few magic weapons that came and beat the one that escaped in front into meat sauce. The other two immediately fought against each other with treasures and barely died. After all, they were not the opponents of the disciples of the evil sect, and they all returned with injuries.

The disciples of the evil sect laughed and said, "Are you exhausted? Disciple of Xianzong, that's all."

"It's boring, kill it."

The rest of the disciples should use their means.

"Hence." The evil disciple said, "Let's leave the whole body first, so as not to destroy some of their treasures and Taoist books."

When this word fell, I saw the white light shining in the cave.

The disciple of the evil sect raised his head and saw a white light falling from the top of the rock wall, which instantly made his eyes white, and then he didn't know everything.

Ling Sheng killed the leader with a sword spirit, and then five sword spirits crossed by.

The remaining disciples of the evil sect and more than a dozen practitioners in southern Xinjiang are not spared.