Jun Ziqian glanced at her again and looked at Mo Hanyu: "Hanyu, you go prepare those medicines. There is no need for everyone to bring them...and those tents and ropes."
"Okay, I'll get ready right now." Mo Hanyu turned around and left.
Wu Jiuzi and Jun Ziqian were the only ones left in the field. Wu Jiuzi didn't want to face him here, so he turned around and left.
"You must come here at 4:00 tomorrow morning, don't make everyone wait for you." Jun Ziqian told her coldly behind her.
Wu Jiuzi didn't look back, just made a V sign behind her with her hand, and then went to wield the sword.
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There are nine peaks in Jiufeng Mountain, among which Mount Abby is the most dangerous.
The entire mountain peak is like a long sword, with its edge pointing straight into the sky.
The top of the mountain is covered with white snow, and below is the vast primeval forest, which stretches up and down with no end in sight.
From time to time, there are roaring waterfalls in the mountains, and the snow waves are like fog, which is full of original ecology.
Ten young men and women wielding swords fell on a hillside.
This is the foot of Mount Abby. There is a path winding up here. On both sides are various unnamed mossy trees. Under the trees are bushes. Occasionally, unnamed strange flowers flash through the bushes.
Grass, scattered in height and height.
From deep in the forest, beasts roar from time to time, which is frightening and inexplicably exciting.
This group of children usually practiced martial arts with their families or in front of their masters. This was their first time to venture into such deep mountains and forests. They were all very excited and wanted to have fun and run around here.
Although Wu Jiuzi had traveled to primeval forests such as Shennongjia in the past, the roads he traveled on were all artificially developed roads, and even when climbing mountains, there were neat stone steps.
The mountain road here is not so much a mountain road, but rather a trail made by wolves, insects, tigers and leopards, making it difficult and difficult to walk.
The branches of the wisteria are so dense that they almost partially cover the road, making it difficult for people to stand on them.
Everyone had to use their weapons to push away the weeds and vines from time to time, which was very hard.
A group of ten people, two abreast, marched on a rugged mountain road.
Jun Ziqian and another boy were leading the way, while Mo Hanyu and a boy with good fighting ability were at the back.
Various snakes, insects, and scorpions ran across the path from time to time, causing the three girls to scream from time to time.
Mo Hanluo couldn't help complaining: "Since our swords can fly, why do we need to open a way here? Wouldn't it be easier to just fly up?"
Jun Ziqian didn't even look back: "Are you here looking for a treasure, or are you simply practicing flying skills?"
Mo Hanluo choked and blushed slightly: "Can't we look for it while we're flying?"
Mo Hanyu couldn't help but sigh from behind: "Han Luo, those treasures are all deep in the dense forest. Even if you look for them like this, you may not be able to find them, and you won't be able to find them even more if you fly to look for them."
Mo Hanluo stopped talking. She turned her head inadvertently and saw Wu Jiuzi holding an ordinary machete in his hand. He was plowing the vines blocking the road very casually, but also very effectively.
She wanted to find Wu Jiuzi unhappy again: "Don't you have that Qian Jiangyue magic weapon? Why are you still using this broken machete?"
Wu Jiuzi answered nonchalantly: "You can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife, it's just to cut a road. What are you using a magic weapon for?"
This sentence made Mo Hanluo speechless again. She lowered her head and looked at the sword in her hand. Although her sword was not as good as Wu Jiuzi's Qian Jiangyue, it was still an extremely rare treasure.