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A ray of light flashed, and the wind and rain came towards us.

Wujiu stepped into the cave entrance and was still unclear, so he was already in the wind and rain. He hurriedly hugged his head and ran, then slowly stopped and looked around in a daze.

Maybe it was because of the mask or because of the spiritual power in the body, the wind and rain that blew in the air suddenly flew past next to him before it touched his body.

Under the dim sky, there are still rains and winds, and the huge valleys are covered with cold and wetness. And the muddy and cold under our feet. But I see the misty rain and the mountains are far away, and the cold rain and autumn are thick. And there is nowhere to come. There is no one of the many monks before, but the world is lonely and the years are withering...

This is Canglong Valley, which is the secret realm of immortals cultivated by the so-called great magical powers?

Wujiu was shocked.

It was convenient for the wind and rain in the air to be raging. Then someone flashed, like a broken leaf, floating on the ground more than ten feet away. It was a man wearing a mask and suddenly bumped into Wujiu. He was a little surprised and hurriedly raised his hand to say goodbye and leave.

Wujiu hurriedly said, "Where have everyone gone?"

The man seemed to be on guard and replied while looking around, "Oh... The gate of the Dragon Tail of Canglong Valley is made of a formation, and it is randomly transmitted. It is not easy to meet each other. Take care of this senior brother!" As soon as he finished speaking, he was already in his hand, nodding slightly, and then running forward.

"Hey... don't leave..."

Wujiu was about to ask a few more questions and get close to him, but the man was very cautious and had disappeared in the wind and rain.

"There is no friendship between the same family, hum!"

He complained with dissatisfaction, as if he was a real disciple of Gu Jianshan. And the hundreds of disciples on this trip were definitely not good people. Otherwise, why would he wear a mask? It was purely a dress of killing treasures!

That's true, you have to make plans. It's okay to occasionally meet one or two disciples from Gu Jianshan. If you meet in groups of three or five, you will inevitably suffer a loss!

Why don’t you find a place to hide first and just wait for that day to escape?

Well, this is a good idea.

However, if you didn't meet Canglong Valley when it opened, or rushed to the exit, it would be unfair. It would be better to go there until the so-called Dragon Head Gate and make a decision.

Wujiu pondered for a moment, then looked up again.

It seems that among the monks who participated in the tour to Canglong Valley, there are no foundation-building seniors. It may be a good thing for me.

However, no one appears far or near, only the wind and rain are lingering. The dim sky light is always hazy and difficult to tell the time, just like a dark cover buckle on the head, but it is unpredictable and unknown in height.

More than ten miles ahead, there seemed to be mountains and forests lying across the wilderness.

Wujiu raised his breath in secret, and the spiritual power of the Dantian reached all the limbs and bones. His body lightened, his feet were hanging, and he stepped hard. Before he touched the ground, the person had suddenly floated out more than ten feet away. He was like a traveler in the wilderness, passing through the wind and rain, passing through the mud, and running to the desolate end alone.

A moment later, the barren mountains block the road.

The barren mountain is more than a hundred feet high, more than ten miles away, and bare grass does not grow, like a sleeping monster, still dreaming soundly in the wind and rain.

Wujiu jumped a few times and reached the top of the mountain. The surroundings were still swaying and the world was vast.

I dare to ask, why is the opportunity to experience such a broken place? And if it weren’t for some famous things, why would many disciples flock to it?

Wujiu stopped for a while, but there was still no one. Then he climbed over the top of the mountain and stopped halfway up the mountain. He looked at it a little, raised his hand to grab a black sword light, then walked to a stone wall, waved his arm and swung it out.

The magic sword came out of his hand and pierced into the stone wall a few feet away. Then it made a "bang" sound, and the prototype of the hole slowly appeared. He still didn't give up, poking his fingers. The magic sword came and went freely, constantly wrapping the digging gravel out of the hole. Just as he was in high spirits, he suddenly seemed to have thoughts.

Remember that magic weapons or magic weapons must be sacrificed and refined before they can be controlled freely. However, the magic sword has never been sacrificed and refined, but it has gradually received and received from the heart. The fusion of that kind of person and sword is becoming more and more integrated...

In a moment, the cave was over.

However, the entrance of the cave is only two feet in size, not like a place where people live, but like a nest of a beast.

Wujiu was complacent, and then recalled the magic sword and buried the gravel. He then approached the mountain wall, and then leaned down and climbed into the cave entrance.

I remember that when I was at Yujing Peak of Lingxia Mountain, digging a stone could exhaust people. Now that I have the means of controlling swords, it is easy to dig a cave. Not only that, I also know how to control the wind, protect the body of spiritual energy, and display talismans, which is no less than a real monk.

However, I just entered the path of immortality!

With a "bang", the entrance of the cave was blocked by stones, and it was tightly clenched. Passing from a distance, it was not easy to detect flaws.

Hehe, I am worthy of being a former disciple of Yujingfeng, and I am very skilled in digging stones.

Why is the hole narrow? It is just to facilitate blocking and concealing.

Wujiu climbed into the cave, took out the pearl embedded in the stone wall, and then sat cross-legged, looking satisfied.

The cave is not big, with a meter of magnitude, and the gravel is mixed with the cramped stones, which is a little messy. The pearlescent light is light, and it is not without tranquility and warmth. Compared to the cold wind and rain outside the cave, there is enough to have such a place to hide and rest!

Besides, since I want to pass through Canglong Valley and finally get out safely, it seems not easy now. As for the whole year, let me make a long-term plan!

Wujiu thought of this, raised his right hand, rolled up his cuffs, and shook. A little light fell silently in front of him, as inconspicuous as a firefly. However, his eyes lit up, and his expression was curious.

My clothes came from the disciple of Gujianshan named He Tiancheng. He was in a hurry at that time, just thinking about getting through the barrier. After reaching the foot of the mountain, he suddenly noticed something strange in his sleeve. You should know that the spiritual consciousness is the most alert to spiritual power, and a little light in the sleeve is condensed from spiritual power. Now he has finally gotten rid of Liu'er and her senior brother, and he can check the clues.

Could this be the so-called "world in the sleeve"? Such a small thing can be hidden anywhere on the body. But it is useful and you can do whatever you want!

However, the light seemed small, but there was spiritual power around it, making it difficult for the spiritual consciousness to enter, so there was no way to check it.

Wujiu concentrated for a moment, shook his head helplessly, then raised his eyebrows and grabbed the magic sword, and slashed hard at the light on the ground.

"boom--"

It was like a fish bladder bursting, or a skin blasting, and a sudden light flashed, and a muffled sound echoed in the cave, and the inexplicable power rushed forward.

Wujiu hurriedly dodged, and then he remembered that there was nowhere to hide. He hit the stone wall with a "bang" and was in a mess. Suddenly, his eyes widened and his face was smiling.

The smoke and dust in the cave had not disappeared, and a small pile of things fell out of thin air.

...

At the same time, in another cave.

He Tiancheng was still fainting and unconscious. Suddenly, his mind was stinging. Before he could open his eyes, he sprayed blood stasis.

The head was covered with animal skin, and all the blood squirted out was applied to the face.

He was in a panic, waved his hands and snorted bitterly. Then he realized that several of his ribs and sternum were broken, and even some damage was caused between the internal organs.

What happened?

I vaguely remember being hit hard by someone.

Why is the sea of ​​consciousness stinging again?

He Tiancheng lifted the animal skin and struggled to sit up. Before he could come back to his senses, he was stunned again.

The whole body was naked, only a pair of underwear was left. The clothes, boots, hairbands, waist cards and masks were all gone.

This is not being hit by someone, but being snatched away!

There are such a bold and reckless thief in the Immortal Sect, but they seem unfamiliar. Who is it and what they want?

He Tiancheng raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face, and then he wanted to sort out his hair. Suddenly, he remembered something again, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

No wonder the sea of ​​consciousness hurts. It must be that the "world in the sleeve" that takes things is destroyed. The savings over the years have disappeared. What's more, the trip to Canglong Valley has been abandoned!

He Tiancheng had never suffered such a great loss. He only felt his eyes turned black and his muscles and bones were relieved. He couldn't help but moan, gritted his teeth and got up, randomly looking for old shirts and boots to cover his body, and staggered out of the cave.

No matter who that person is, I will report it to my elders. I can't swallow this cowardly...

...

A sword light was about to pass through Huanglong Valley, and suddenly it was about to stop. Then two figures appeared, both of whom looked down and looked suspicious.

On the mountain path, a man in disarray was staggering, especially when he was leaning on a branch in his hand, he looked quite miserable and embarrassed!

The sword light fell and a shout rang out: "Who are you?"

The man looked up in surprise, his face covered in blood, and said miserably: "Ah... disciple He Tiancheng. Is this Master Chu Yuan uncle? Save me..." He recognized the middle-aged man who was asking, and the other party was a senior deacon from Qinglong Valley, Gujian Mountain.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man and the young man who accompanied him jumped off the flying sword, were still puzzled and asked again: "Why did you become like this since you are a disciple of the Immortal Sect?"

This poor disciple is He Tiancheng. He was injured and had difficulty going down the mountain. He had to pick up branches as crutches. Suddenly, he met the elders of his sect. He couldn't help but talk in a crying voice: "The disciple was injured for no reason and robbed all of them. I was waiting to report down the mountain. When Canglong Valley opened, I didn't see my fellow disciples on both sides. I would like to ask my uncle to make the decision! This junior brother is born in person..."

He did not forget to pay attention to another person beside Chu Yuan, holding the branch, nodding in motion.

The young man looked arrogant and smiled faintly: "In Xia Chu Fang, I came to Gujian Mountain with my uncle. There is another important thing..."

Chu Fang asked again: "Who injured you?"

He Tiancheng said aggrievedly: "I don't know yet, that may not be a disciple of this sect..."

Chu Yuanwei was stunned: "Oh..."

He Tiancheng thought that the senior in front of him was unwilling to be troublesome, so he hurriedly reminded: "Uncle Master! That man stole my clothes, his waist card and golden crystal cover, and perhaps it is still unknown whether he had mixed into the old valley..."

Chu Yuan's eyes flashed with a sharp look and he said without hesitation: "Follow me to Canglong Valley!"

He Tiancheng said with a bitter face: "Canglong Valley has been closed long ago..."

Chu Yuan snorted coldly: "Hmph! Just find out a little bit to determine the authenticity. I, Gu Jianshan, will never allow people to take advantage of the situation!" Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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