This time, Lei Luo was all because of his own. Daoyuan was very anxious. Although the speed of the way eastward cannot be said to be fully opened, it was also very fast. With his footsteps, Wanjian Mountain was already close to him in less than two days.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Daoyuan looked up and couldn't help but praise: "It's indeed a good mountain! It's not much different from the place where I lived since I was a child."

In terms of height, this mountain passes through the clouds and rises into the sky. In terms of steepness, cutting swords and axes, and rugged rocks. In terms of momentum, it is really as sharp as a sharp sword soaring into the sky, as stable as Mount Tai. When it comes to his strong wind, I will remain unmoved.

Daoyuan looked around and looked for the way to go up the mountain. He grew up in the mountains since he was a child and was naturally very familiar with this. Unfortunately, this time he came not to have fun, but to look for herbs, so the upward speed was much slower.

Until the golden wu fell, I didn’t find the herbs needed. It was not early at this moment, and the trees were tall and the leaves were dense. The scenery in the mountains suddenly darkened.

Daoyuan wiped away the dust from his clothes, found a cave where some animal was abandoned, cleaned it up, picked up some dead branches and leaves, and raised a large fire, then wiped away the sweat from his face, sat next to the fire, and quietly looked at the rising mountain moon.

After a while, the sky finally became completely dark. In the empty mountains, there were occasionally a few bird calls and some animals roaring from afar. If it were someone else, he might feel lonely and cold and frightened in the empty mountains, but the opposite of Daoyuan, these are the things he is most familiar with. He feels everything around him, as if he has returned to the mountain where he has lived for many years.

Back then, in order to exercise courage and survival ability, he lived alone in the mountain for half a year. At that time, he was only ten years old. Now that he is in the scene, recalling all the past, all the warmth and nostalgia appear on Daoyuan's face.

The burning fire dispels the darkness of the night and brings warmth and peace of mind. The mountain wind blows gently, and the fire becomes even stronger, illuminating everything around and illuminating Daoyuan's beautiful and handsome face.

...

The next morning, Daoyuan, who had finished his sacrificial exercises, ate some food, put out the unburned fire, and continued to search for it. The road to the upwards was a bit difficult, so he had to look for it very carefully.

Hard work pays off. Until the sun is westward, he finally found most of the herbs, but he still has only the herbs called Chiyang Grass.

The book records that Chiyang grass is about three inches tall and has three leaves. It is green in color, bitter and spicy in taste, and contains extremely strong toxicity. Ordinary people die immediately after eating it by mistake, but it has the magical effect of using poison to fight poison. Although the name is called Chiyang, this herb must be mostly in the shade before it can grow. In other words, where the sunlight is exposed for a long time or cannot be exposed for a long time, the red sun grass will not grow. Only that kind of sunlight can only be exposed for a short period of time, and most of the time it is all in the shade, can this herb grow.

Daoyuan has only seen these records in books, so when viewing places suitable for the growth of Red Sun Grass, you should pay more attention to them, because they do look like ordinary grass, and they will admit their mistakes if they are careless. Even if they are very anxious, they have to patiently search for them slowly.

It was dusk again, and the Red Sun Grass was still not found, but it really allowed him to see the magic of Wanjian Mountain. Needless to say, snakes, insects, rats and ants and ordinary beasts, there were nearly a hundred sword hilts hidden under the rocks, and some were even exposed to the ground, some were very new, and some were rusty. If it were at this density, the mountain was so huge, it was indeed worthy of the name of Wanjian.

But he absolutely did not believe that steel swords would grow on the mountain for no reason, so he curiously drew a few of them out to take a look. After some effort, he collected several long swords. What was disappointing was that these swords looked very ordinary, even worse than those sold in ordinary stores, and most of them were rusted and useless.

However, Daoyuan also carefully discovered that the higher the sword, the better the quality, and more new ones, which made him a little confused: Could this thing be like a plant, the closer it is to the sun, the better it grows?! This... is incredible!

With his agile and skillful skills, it was already two days later when he climbed to the hillside.

White clouds floated quickly not far above the head. The mountain wind here was no longer gentle and gentle, but became quite violent and powerful, blew his clothes. Daoyuan held his hands behind his back, looking at the forests and mountains stretching far below, and naturally felt a sense of pride in his heart.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt an extremely dangerous approaching. It was a cold and bloodthirsty feeling that appeared behind him in an instant. The chills made the hairs on his body stand up. Years of experience and agility played an important role at this moment. He suddenly lowered his body and Daoyuan rolled forward as fast as possible. Even though the ground was covered with gravel and thorns were growing, he didn't care about these things at this time.

Just as he bent down, a sharp pain suddenly came from his back, and then a low roar echoed throughout the sky.

Daoyuan avoided the thrilling attack, and did not have time to pay attention to the injuries behind him. He quickly flashed behind a big tree and turned his head to look at the place where he was standing. It doesn't matter when he saw this. Even though he was calm, he couldn't help but feel scared and sweated in a cold sweat at this moment, and secretly said he was lucky.

The one who attacked him was a wolf - a silver giant wolf four feet tall and more than seven feet long.

"Iron-backed Silver Wolf!"

Daoyuan instantly recognized the beast for no reason, just because the sign of the iron-backed silver wolf is too obvious, and it is difficult to admit it wrong.

The iron-backed silver wolf is bright and dazzling. It is like wearing iron armor, and no swords and guns can be hurt. Only the chest and abdomen are soft and fatal, and it is meat-eating and cruel, especially because of its speed. It likes to live alone and mostly lives in bitter and cold places.

These characteristics flashed through Daoyuan's mind in an instant, and his face gradually darkened.

"Don't this thing live in a bitter and cold barren land? Why can it be found here too! And it seems that it is still an adult wolf, which shows that its predation method is very clever." Daoyuan stared at the cold and ruthless wolf eyes tightly: "Fortunately they like to live alone, otherwise, this time they will be dead and lifeless."

Having said that, Daoyuan was not sure whether he could escape from the giant wolf's mouth - the key is that this thing is too powerful. He is cruel, cunning, and hard to hurt by swords and unparalleled speed. At this time, he felt a little regretful. If Jin'er was by his side, the situation might have been different.

The iron-backed silver wolf attacked Daoyuan with one claw. When it smelled the bloody smell, its eyes became even more excited and crazy, and another long roar was raised to the sky. The small animals near it were so scared that they were so scared that they ran away and fled in a panic.

The ruthless wolf eyes stared at Daoyuan behind the tree. It approached step by step, the wolf's head was slightly lowered, and the giant teeth as sharp as a knife flashed with the luster of death. Daoyuan understood that this was a sign of its attack.

Sure enough, the iron-backed silver wolf, who had enough momentum, suddenly rose into the air and rushed towards the place where Daoyuan hid. Its body and mountain wind were stirring, making a loud "swoosh" sound.

Daoyuan saw it as fast as lightning, and was in mid-air, with sharp wolf claws exposed and grabbed straight to his neck. He dodged slanted, hid on the other side of the big tree, and then ran towards the mountain with a lifeless life.

The attack of the iron-backed silver wolf is downward, while the direction of Daoyuan's escape is upward, and the two are just staggered. Perhaps by taking advantage of this mistake, it may be possible to shake off its attack. However, before Daoyuan had time to be happy, he felt that his shoulder was swept by a force and almost staggered to the ground. He staggered a few steps, stabbed his body and ran wildly, and cursed in his heart: What a cunning beast! The claw in front was confusing me, and the real backhand was actually the wolf tail attack. If I was knocked down, there would be no chance to get up again!

Seeing that the giant wolf had not knocked down his prey after he had prepared, he immediately roared angrily and turned around to chase him.

Each person, one wolf, one front and one back, all ran upwards as fast as possible.

Relying on the terrain and agile skills, Daoyuan narrowly avoided the attack of the giant wolf several times. Although he roared the giant wolf with a strange aura, he gradually felt weak, especially his injured back and shoulders, which were so painful. His clothes had long been ragged by branches and covered with blood.

Another attack in the air, this time the distance was closer. Daoyuan felt panic and stepped on the empty place. His body tilted, and he felt like he was falling away from the side, but he just happened to avoid the wolf kiss that was close to him.

But this time he fell so hard that Daoyuan felt depressed and wanted to vomit, and there were countless wounds on his body. This fall seemed to have lost most of his strength. Daoyuan struggled to lean against the stone, and gasped for breath, but no eyes left the iron-backed silver wolf.

The iron-backed silver wolf is so smart. It knows that its prey has been exhausted and cannot escape anymore, so it becomes less anxious. It walks towards Daoyuan step by step, with its eyes full of jokes, as if it is mocking its prey.

If you don’t want to be afraid, it’s fake, but Daoyuan knows that it’s useless to be afraid at this time. The iron-backed silver wolf will not let it go because it’s afraid. If this were the case, it would probably have starved to death. As soon as he thought, he suddenly encountered something in his hand, which was a sword hilt, which was inserted into the hilt of the sword underground.

With a "choking" sound, he used all his strength to pull the sword out. Suddenly, cold light shone everywhere, and the cold air rushes to his face. The long sword like autumn water emits a clear sword sound. With something that can be used as comfort, Daoyuan slowly stood up and the sword was in his chest.

The iron-backed silver wolf was stunned at first, and then showed a disdainful look, not taking Daoyuan, who was holding the weapon in his hand, seriously.

Daoyuan wondered in his heart that although this beast is not as good as my Jin'er, it can convey many meanings, and it is indeed a silver wolf with iron back.

Just when he was a little distracted, the iron-backed silver wolf flew over and rushed over, with its elegant and flexible movements, heading straight to Daoyuan's neck. Daoyuan shouted loudly and waved his sword to slash.

"Bang", the sword was like a paper-paste clay under the giant claw of the iron-backed silver wolf. It was broken into two pieces as soon as it touched. Then, the other giant claw slapped his chest hard.

A huge force like a sea of ​​force came, and Daoyuan's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, lying heavily on the ground, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out. The bright red blood dyed a huge area red, which was like the land that had been dry for many years. It quickly absorbed the blood he spewed in and never saw it again.

Strangely, just where the blood seeped in, a stone suddenly cracked open, and a sword hilt was exposed inside, as if it was nourished seedlings, pushing the soil pressed on its head, and seeing the light of day.

Daoyuan did not notice such a strange situation. He turned over and sat up, put his whole heart on the giant beast in front of him, and slowly moved his body back. At this moment, the iron-backed silver wolf was less than ten feet away from him, and he even smelled a fishy smell.

Suddenly, his palm touched the hilt of the sword. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to pull the sword out. His eyes were staring at the Iron-backed Silver Wolf, and he thought to himself: Anyway, he is dead, he must fight to the best!

He waved his hand and threw a pill into his mouth. He struggled to stand up, but it caused the injury and vomited another mouthful of blood, falling on the somewhat dim and mud-carried sword.

"bring it on!"

Daoyuan roared and rushed towards the Iron-backed Silver Wolf with all the remaining power. This time, he actually chose to take the initiative to attack. He didn't even see what the sword in his hand looked like, and then slashed forward.

But in the eyes of the Iron-Backed Silver Wolf, this kind of action is like a shaking a tree with a mantis arm in a car, and he really doesn't know how to live or die.

Now, the Iron-Backed Silver Wolf seems to have lost interest. Yes, it wants to kill its prey quickly and prepare to eat.

What no one noticed was that an unusual atmosphere was slowly forming above the sky at this moment. The next moment, it fell down silently like moistening objects, instantly covering the entire Wanjian Mountain.
Chapter completed!