The best mountain in the world...

Looking at the young man in front of him, Li Eryi vaguely realized something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong, but he still felt careful in his heart.

"I am ignorant and I really don't know what the world's number one mountain is and where..."

"When you climb high and look far, you will naturally know where the mountain is when you climb over more mountains."

The young man named Lao Qi smiled slightly:

"I wanted to go to that mountain for many years, but I was not sure. After all, the mountain is too high..."

Yu Guang swept across the barefoot in front of him, which was as crystal clear as jade, without any dust. Li Eryi felt a little furrowed and smiled reluctantly:

"Now, are you sure now?"

“No, either.”

The boy shook his head and smiled:

"So, before climbing the mountain, I will go down the mountain first, and I will take a few years to walk, take a look, and measure..."

“Yes, is that?”

Li Eryi was confused and reluctantly replied, preparing to say goodbye.

"Sir, I am the first person I saw after going down the mountain. This is our fate..."

The young man spoke slowly:

"It's time to swim with your arms, Linlong said, I'm going to go too..."

Li Eryi had to froze in place, with heavy sweat oozing from his forehead, and a tragic wailing in his heart:

Why am I so unlucky!

...

...

The morning light breaks through the dawn, and the sun rises eastward.

The brilliant golden light shines on the earth, and the hot air has spread all over the earth. Last year, winter was long, and it was summer when winter went away.

The heat of the past few days has made the official road dusty.

The merchants from all directions meet on this straight and spacious official road and head towards the big city with a distant outline.

"I finally saw someone..."

The faint noise made Li Chuang, who had not seen people for many days, breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief.

It has been too depressing all the way. It is difficult to travel these days. It is very common for people to not see people in the wilderness, but it is really too unacceptable to not see people for a month.

"If there is no one in this great official road, then the Northwest Road will be really finished."

Zhao Kun glanced at the boy.

The so-called hidden dragon that this uncle valued is talented in martial arts. In the past few years, he has reached the level of blood and blood like a tiger. However, with that pearl and jade in front of him, he really doesn't like it.

"I heard that Northwest Road suffered a great disaster last year and had several years of war. It seems that I have not encountered any chaotic troops along the way?"

Li Chuang scratched his head and was careful.

"What? Do you really want to encounter the rioters?"

Zhao Kun glared:

"Catch the train quickly!"

Li Chuang didn't dare to say much, and threw a long whip in the air and drove away the dragon and horse.

Zhao Kun stood up, put on a shed in his hand, looking into the distance, the shadow of the city walls could be seen from afar, and he couldn't help but look back:

"Master, you can arrive in Northwest Dao City at noon today!"

Without an answer, Qin Si was full of worries in the carriage, and she tried her best to sit down, and her breath had already declined to its extreme.

It would be useless to let her urge her to use her supernatural powers again and again.

"Xiao Qi, where did he go?"

As if he was woken up, Zhenyan slowly opened his eyes.

"Uncle Master is going to find medicine for you. Come on, come back soon? It's been more than a month since he sent a letter, and he should come back, maybe he's on the way..."

Qin Si said it was reluctant.

"Why do you have to?"

Zhenyan sighed:

"It's already a blessing to get rid of the disaster, so why bother to ask for more? This child is good everywhere, but his personality is too stubborn..."

In his life, there were only seven disciples, and Daoren Lin was the last disciple and the best talent.

Unfortunately, he was hindered by his own suffering. If it weren't for this, he would have passed the threshold twenty years ago...

"Master, your injury will be healed."

Qin Si was sad, but she was forced to cheer up again:

"Brother Yang passed on a letter saying that he had won Northwest Dao City. If the disciples complete the ceremony, they may try to break through the magical powers. At that time, they will definitely dispel the disease for you..."

Zhenyan nodded and said nothing.

He didn't want his disciples to regret, but his family knew his family's affairs.

It’s not that he is injured, but that his essence, blood, energy, spirit, and life are all emptied. How easy is it to make up for it?

Such a serious injury as he is no longer a medicine stone to save.

"Master?Master!"

Zhao Kun suddenly leaned in and saw that his ancestor was still open his eyes, and he breathed a sigh of relief:

"I thought..."

"Pooh!"

Qin Si glared at him, and the latter went out embarrassedly.

"Your uncle is a good person by nature, but he is too hard and tired over the years, so he acts extreme..."

Zhenyan slowly spoke and stopped the chariot.

"Master?"

Qin Si was puzzled, and Zhao Kun was also a little confused.

Zhenyan stood up, and with Zhao Kun's support, he walked off the carriage. He looked around, looked at the scorching sun hanging from the sky, the city walls that were visible from afar, and the farmlands not far away.

"Let's go with the old road."

"The ancestor..."

Qin Si's eyes were slightly red, and Zhao Kun couldn't help but shed tears without stopping. The two of them carefully supported the almost weightless old Taoist and walked on the official road.

He sniffed the mud and the fragrance of plants and trees between his mouth and nose, and smiled slightly:

"A person lives a hundred years old, and has been young in ancient and modern times. The old Taoist is content with his own feelings. Why should you be sad?"

Both of them fell silent, and even Li Chuang felt a little sour in his heart.

This place is not far from Northwest Road.

A few people walked slowly for a while and the outline of the city wall was already visible. Here, there were already many merchants working on the endless farmland outside the city.

In the tea shop next to the official road, the old man wanted to come and sit down.

"That day, in the long street, the alien master Ma Longtu attacked and killed him. Everyone was unstoppable. Only the hero Yang stepped forward and killed Ma Longtu with three punches..."

"Three punches? One punch! I heard that Yang Daxia's punch came out like sunset that day. With just one punch, he wiped out Ma Longtu and three hundred foreign masters!"

“So awesome?!”

...

Next to me, someone was talking loudly and spitting everywhere.

The few people looked different, and the old Taoist was also interested, so he asked.

"I heard of the accents of you, who are from Baizhou? No wonder I don't know Yang Daxia, Yang, Yang..."

The man was not old but his mouth was clever. When he turned around and saw Qin Si, he suddenly stuttered.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Little Li Zi, can't you say it when you see the girl?"

A companion laughed.

"Go! Go! Go!"

The face of the boy named Little Li Zi turned red, and he pushed his companion hard, and said:

"When it comes to Yang Daxia, that's amazing! His martial arts are at its peak and rare in the world. How great is Ma Longtu?
To be continued...