Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

A group of people entered the mountain. There were two men and two women riding horses. There were also a few people who were dressed lightly but looked normal in the cold wind. These people had cold eyes and walked like the wind. They followed the horses on foot. Not slow at all.

Obviously, these people are the guards of this group of princes and aristocrats' mansions, and they came out with them to protect the safety.

"Wow woof woof..."

While the four people on the Huoyun horse were talking, more than a dozen hounds running in front of the Huoyun horse suddenly barked violently.

The dozen or so hounds were all the size of a calf, with sharp teeth and a ferocious demeanor, they didn't look much weaker than jackals.

This is a mastiff. Three or four mastiffs can kill a wild tiger in the mountains. These four people went hunting in the mountains and brought out a dozen of them.

"Have you found a pure fox den?"

Prince Cheng's son Yang Tong stretched out his hand towards the horse, and took a longbow in his hand.

"Wow, woof, woof..."

The ferocious dog barking vaguely in the distance made the foxes in the stone room jump up immediately, chirping restlessly, appearing very flustered and frightened.

Li Xiu frowned slightly, and with a thought, a gentle power of the soul swept across the room, calming the foxes.

Princess Hechun rode on the horse and ordered the guards: "When you arrive at Chunhu Nest, don't do anything. I want to test my archery skills."

The pure fox's fur is the rarest, and the only way to avoid unnecessary damage to the fur is to shoot it in the eyes.

"Yes, princess."

Just when the four of them were getting closer to the deep valley, there was a sudden burst of singing in the distance, and at the same time, there was a faint smell of wine in the wind and snow.

"Good wine..., good wine comes from our hands..."

"After drinking our wine, I can breathe up and down without coughing..."

"After drinking our wine, nourishing yin and strengthening yang, the mouth does not smell bad..."

"Drinking our wine, one person dares to kill..."

"Drink our wine, and don't kowtow when meeting the emperor..."

Qingshakou is a boundary between the Dagan Dynasty and the Yunmeng Empire.

There are battles there every year, countless dead, and corpses piled up like a mountain. It is said that every inch of soil and every inch of flesh and blood.

According to legend, groups of ghosts can be seen fighting in that place during the day, and no one dares to pass by.

"Huh? How bold not to kowtow when you see the emperor! Who is playing tricks!"

When Yang Tong heard this, although he felt that the song was heroic and imposing, he shouted fiercely.

The singing stopped abruptly, and the largest mastiff among the dozens of mastiffs turned its head violently, with a fierce light in its eyes, roared, and slammed at Yang Tong.

The loyal choking mastiff turned against its owner!

Suddenly encountering such a situation, Yang Tong remained calm, jumped off the horse at once, and shot like lightning, killing like a tiger and leopard. He punched the skull of the mastiff that rushed over, and the big mastiff was sent flying. Three or five steps away.

Then, before the mastiff got up again, Yang Tong raised the falcon, took a step over a distance of nearly ten feet, and stepped on the mastiff's neck, breaking it fiercely.

This series of reactions was lightning-like, clean and sharp, and the shots were fierce, showing Yang Tong's extraordinary skills.

"Soul possession? Who is it, show me!"

Yang Tong narrowed his eyes and swept around the forest, shouting violently.

"If you want me to show up, you are almost there, but Hong Xuanji and Yang Tuo, the two martial sages, are almost there."

Suddenly, among the dozen or so big mastiffs, another mastiff behaved strangely and even spoke.

"Boom!"

A sharp arrow shot out and hit the mastiff's eye. The mastiff was rolled by the force and couldn't get up again.

It was Princess Hechun who shot the arrow.

"It's useless, your arrow can kill me, but it can't hurt my soul, why bother?"

As soon as the mastiff died, the other mastiff immediately spoke again, and the scene became extremely strange.

"Who are you?"

Yang Tong looked solemn and asked again.

"You are a junior in the royal family, go back and tell Yang Tuo that I, Bai Ziyue, will come to ask him about martial arts soon, and tell him to wait."

"Bai Ziyue!"

As soon as the name came out, Yang Tong and the others were startled suddenly, as if they had thought of something extremely terrifying.

"Walk!"

Yang Tong jumped on the horse, turned around and ran wildly, the other three and the guards were not slow, within ten breaths, the horse ran away cleanly, leaving only two mastiff corpses and a mastiff dog.

After a while, the cold wind blew, and the only remaining mastiff suddenly fell down, losing its vitality.

At this time, in the stone room of Yougu, a young man in moon-white clothes with long hair and shawl slowly opened his closed eyes, and a warm light flashed past.

"The group of people has already left, and Ziyue made a fool of himself in front of Your Excellency."

Bai Ziyue cupped his hands at Li Xiu and laughed.

A faint smile appeared on Li Xiu's face, and he waved his hands and said: "Who is there? I have admired Bai Ziyue, one of the eight great demons in the world, for a long time. Today, I saw him as bold and unrestrained, with extraordinary temperament."

When Bai Ziyue heard this, he smiled and shook his head.

"Your Excellency, you are joking. The so-called Eight Great Demon Immortals in the World are just me who happen to walk in the world often. The real masters are all practicing in seclusion. Of course, their reputation is not obvious. When it comes to the real powerhouse in the world, I, Bai Ziyue, can only be ashamed." Accompany the last seat."

"For example, Your Excellency's strength is as deep as the ocean, and you can't figure it out. If you think about it, I will never be able to match it."

This is the truth in Bai Ziyue's heart. Some time ago, Concubine Yuan sent him a message that winter snow is coming, and someone may go into the mountains to hunt foxes. I hope he can come to Xishan Valley to take care of him.

When he came outside the stone room, he could only perceive dozens of pure foxes with the power of his soul, but when he lifted the cotton curtain and stepped in, he was greatly surprised.

There was someone who had hidden his spirit, no matter how he felt, he couldn't feel the breath of the other party, as if the place where the other party was sitting cross-legged was really nothingness.

For three or five days in a row, it snowed heavily and then cleared.

The mountains, forests and valleys are covered with snow and the sun is shining brightly, with almost no dark corners.

In the past few days, Bai Ziyue and Li Xiu have often sat down and discussed the Tao. Although Li Xiu came into contact with the soul and soul relatively late, but as the saying goes, he has practiced the supreme method "Amitabha Sutra in the Past", and his understanding and insights on the soul and soul No shallower than Bai Ziyue.

"Brother Li, you and I have had a great conversation for the past few days, but it's a pity that we have to say goodbye..."

Although Bai Ziyue is known as the White Ape King and one of the eight great demon immortals in the world, he is no longer a demon.

In his previous life, he practiced hard on the spirit and soul, but he didn't pay much attention to his body cultivation. As a result, when he cultivated into a ghost fairy, his body had already begun to decay.

Practicing martial arts with such a body may be half the effort, so he resolutely dismissed and reincarnated into Yuantu Bai's family.

After rebuilding his first life, he became a martial saint in fifteen years. Unfortunately, the Bai family's practice method is also biased towards the soul. Bai Ziyue wants to further cultivate into an immortal, but there is no way forward.

He came to Daqian to look for the cultivation technique that can cultivate an immortal...