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    After fasting for ten days, Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi can set off for Jiaoshan.  Nao Baijin was injured and his vitality was greatly damaged, so he could no longer carry his master on his back for a long time. This huge monster wolf transformed itself into a cub, the one the size of a palm, carried it in Nangong Si's quiver, and explored it.  A fluffy head came out.

    Mo Ran sent the two to the gate of the mountain, touched the mane of the horse beside him, and said with a smile: "The road to Jiaoshan is far away, and the sword is exhausting. These two horses are sent to you. They grew up eating spiritual grass.  Traveling thousands of miles a day, although not as powerful as Nao Baijin, it is still passable."

    Nangong Si thanked Mo Ran, got on the horse with Ye Wangxi respectively, bowed his head and cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Brother Mo, you don't need to send me any more, there will be a period later."

    "Well, be careful all the way."

    He stood at the gate of the mountain, watching Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi's figures drift away, and was about to leave, but suddenly heard a crisp sound from the woods on the left, as if a dead branch broke and fell to the ground.

    "Meow"

    Mo Ran narrowed his eyes slightly, and pondered: "Cat?"

    On the other side, Ye Wangxi and Nangong walked side by side, and went down the mountain gate.  There is still a desolate path to go from the summit of death and life to the town of impermanence. The sun shines from the mottled and lush branches and leaves, and the horseshoe tramples, trampling those fragmented rays of light into specks of dust and smoke.

    Nangong Si looked sideways at Ye Wangxi, and was about to say something, when Naubaijin, who had already got back into his quiver, poked his head out, revealing two snow-white and gold front paws, "Aw¡ª¡ª¡ª  "The ground howled twice.  Nangong Si was startled, he reined in the horse's bridle suddenly, and said, "Be careful!"

    As soon as the words fell, the torrential rain of nails came from all directions, the steed neighed, and Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi pulled out their swords almost at the same time.  One left and one right swept up, Nangong Sijian danced on the left, and Ye Wangxi sword danced on the right. After the tinkling sound, the poisonous pear blossom needles fell one after another, and then Ye Wangxi raised his hand,  Throwing the talisman paper, the barrier flew out, trapping the two of them.

    Nangong Si said sharply: "Who?!"

    The sun was dim, but it was not obscured by clouds, but a man stood alone on a slender branch. He had a wide robe and long sleeves, and his beard was flying. He stood against the light and stared down with hatred¡ª¡ª

    Huang Xiaoyue, the cousin of the former head of Jiangdong Hall.

    He stood on the branch with a blunt fairy wind, and did not make a sound, but stared at Ye Wangxi's face coldly. Then, there was a rustling sound in the dense forest, and more than a hundred Jiangdongtang disciples walked out of the forest  When they came out, all of them had bright red forehead bands on their heads, and they were all elite disciples of Jiangdong Hall.

    Huang Xiaoyue twitched her beard and said: "You two, are you comfortable staying at the summit of death and life? I hid in it for ten days and ten nights before coming out. I really kept the old man waiting for a long time."

    Nangong Si was furious: "Huang Xiaoyue, why is it you again?!"

    "What's wrong with me?" Huang Xiaoyue said coldly, "You are well aware of the enmity between Jiangdongtang and Confucianism."

    Nangong Si gritted her teeth and said, "From Linyi to Shuzhong, I repelled four attacks from your sect, and you still pursued them? What kind of enmity, are you endless? Xu Shuanglin knew that your sister-in-law killed your younger brother over and over again.  Come and argue with us, what's your face!"

    "Face? The old man thinks that the young master is really shameless." Huang Xiaoyue said gloomyly, "It is clear that your Confucianism has hurt my Jiangdong Hall's vitality and collapsed. Do you dare to deny it?"

    Ye Wangxi said: "Even if your Excellency wants to seek revenge with the Confucianism, you should deal with it in a fair and honest way. What kind of behavior is assassinating now."

    "Shut up. When a man talks, it's not your turn to be a girl." Huang Xiaoyue flicked his sleeves, "Don't think that your bastard father raised you as a man, you are really a man. A yellow-haired girl will always be a yellow-haired girl, women should be there  Cooking in the kitchen, you are a woman, what right do you have to come out and show off in front of this old man?"

    Nangong said angrily: "Huang Xiaoyue, please be reasonable!"

    "It's very good, the old man will explain the reasoning to you and calculate the total account." Huang Xiaoyue said, nodded the Nangong Si, and said solemnly: "Your father caressed a married woman in vain, and instigated that poisonous woman  Poisoned my own younger brother, seized power and usurped the throne. As for the one next to you¡ª"

    He nodded Ye Wangxi again: "She is the daughter of a beast, and her adoptive father disclosed my Jiangdongtang's private affairs to the world, which damaged my Jiangdongtang's great reputation. Today, the old man personally led the leaders of our sect to intercept you  Waiting for Xiaoxiao is to repay Jiangdong Hall and justice to the world!"

    He waved his hand and landed, and the hundred disciples who were eyeing tigers immediately rushed up and attacked them. Unexpectedly, just as he sprang out from the forest, a burst of flame suddenly fell from the sky, and the strong wind was violently blown away, throwing those disciples away.  Outside the foot.

    NangongThe people at the peak of death and life arrived one after another. After a while, Xue Meng also arrived. He landed firmly beside the two of them. When he saw the situation in front of him, he immediately frowned and said, "What are you doing? Why don't you go up the mountain?"  ?¡±

    When Mo Ran saw him coming, he explained to him: "It's not that I can't go up, but I can't go up."

    Xue Meng was quite confused: "Why?"

    Chu Wanning said: "Huangshan Mountain is one of the four evil mountains in the realm of comprehension. This mountain is very strange, and it is not so easy to break into it.

    Xue Meng was a little surprised: "I only know that there are four great holy mountains. Are there still four great evil mountains? Which four are they?"

    Chu Wanning said: "Jiaoshan, Jiashan¡ª¡ª"

    Xue Meng was taken aback: "Fake mountain?"

    "Armor of Xuanwu."

    "Oh, oh." Xue Meng blushed, "Yeah."

    "Liaoshan, and the one in front of me, Huangshan."

    Chu Wanning paused, and then said, "This is the bloody past of the cultivation world, and it is rarely mentioned now. Only by reading some complicated books, can I read the records about the four evil mountains.  "

    "Then why is there such a thing as an evil mountain?"

    Chu Wanning did not answer directly, but asked Xue Meng: "Do you still remember the past when the first head of the Confucianism School surrendered the evil Jiao?"

    "Remember." Xue Meng said, "There is an evil dragon in the East China Sea. He defeated the evil dragon and sealed it into the Golden Drum Pagoda. Then he signed a blood contract with the dragon to make it his own. After the death of the first head of the Confucianism School, the evil  Jiao entrenched turned into hills, dragon tendons became mantle, dragon blood became rivers, keel bones became rocks, and dragon armor became trees. This mountain has guarded the tombs of Confucian disciples for generations, so it is named a hero.  Tomb, also known as Jiaoshan."

    Chu Wanning nodded: "That's right, so Jiaoshan is transformed by the evil spirit of Qinglong. You all know that the four constellations of auspicious beasts are Qinglong Suzaku White Tiger Xuanwu, but under these four constellations, there will also be vicious heirs who will make trouble everywhere."

    Xue Meng slowly understood: "So, the remaining few, like Jiaoshan, were formed by the spirits of evil beasts?"

    "Um."

    Xue Meng said: "Then Huangshan is is it Suzaku?"

    He suddenly looked up to see the monster-like mountain shrouded in gloom, and he really found that it was towering in the middle and flat on both sides, like a phoenix with its neck hanging out.

    Chu Wanning said: "That's right. In addition, the four major evil mountains have their own evil methods. For example, Jiaoshan, it only allows the heirs of the Confucianism School to lead others to enter, and trespassers will be dragged by the vines turned into dragon tendons.  Buried alive in the mud, this Phoenix Mountain is the same."

    "But it's so strange." Xue Meng turned his head and looked at the masters who were casting spells. His father also went to help, "Jiaoshan is the mountain of Confucianism, everyone knows this, what about Huangshan? Just put  Wouldn¡¯t it be nice if the descendants of the sect that subdued the evil spirit of Suzaku were dragged over here.¡±

    Mo Ran, who had been silent for a long time, spoke at this moment: "That person died unexpectedly not long ago. If she is still alive, she can indeed do this."

    Xue Meng froze for a moment: "Do you know who it is?"

    "I know." Mo Ran said lightly, "It's a woman, we all know each other." (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com
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