The Second Immortal Road

Half a month later, in a dense forest thousands of miles away from Haiyuan City, two young men in their twenties fumbled towards the depths of the mountain along a rumorous path.

The trail is surrounded by weeds that are half-human tall, and there are ancient trees tens of meters above it, which completely shields the daylight, making it clear that it is noon, but it has the half-dark and half-dark feeling as if it was before sunrise. Very gloomy.

There are a lot of flat stones on the side of the road or vertically or horizontally inserted on the ground. If you don’t look carefully, it looks like a seat, like a tombstone. From time to time, there are waves of screaming and screaming unknown beasts around, making this place even more apparent. It's horrible.

The young man who led the way in front was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old. He was wearing a coarse cloth. His face was rough, his complexion was slightly black, his arms were strong and strong, and he was just a wild hunter.

The young man who led the way was holding a bow in his left hand and an arrow in his right hand, constantly looking left and right.

And behind this leader was a twenty-two-year-old young man, wearing a blue robe, with a slender and dust-free top, and a very strange material, which was clearly not ordinary silk.

Different from the daunting look of the rough clothed man, the young man in the green robe looked indifferent, and he walked happily.

"My son, you can reach that valley by about 20 miles ahead of you, and the mist inside will not dissipate all the year round. It should be the place the son is looking for!" The coarse cloth man leaned against the young man in the green robe behind, his voice was very low. , As if he didn't dare to speak loudly at all, as if he was afraid of waking up some monster or fairy.

"Okay, now that I have been sent here, the road below is not long, I can almost find it, you can go back, these silver taels will be paid to you!" The Qingpao youth threw it away, and then A heavy bag was thrown into the coarse cloth man's arms!

After that, the Qingpao youth walked forward without looking back, his face was still indifferent, as if he could not feel the terrifying atmosphere around him at all.

The coarse cloth man opened the bag and saw the large silver ingots inside, his face was suddenly overjoyed, and he repeatedly thanked the young man in the green robe who was walking forward, his face was full of gratitude.

After being grateful for a while, the rough man raised his head, but he saw that the young man in the green robe was about to walk into the depths of the dense forest, but he seemed to have thought of something. He hurriedly put the silver bag in his arms, then chased it forward, and shouted at the same time: " Master please wait a minute!"

"Oh? What's the matter?" The Qingpao youth turned his head, frowning slightly!

"This mountain forest is very evil. There are many experienced hunters in our village who disappeared after entering here. The elders in the village said that there are spirits, monsters and ghosts here. There was once a long-famous master who did not believe in evil and entered here personally. , The result is that there is no return, if it weren’t for my mother’s illness, no money to treat the disease, and killing me, I would not lead the son! Although you are not an ordinary person, you have outstanding martial arts, but after all, you are a mortal, and you can’t fight a ghost. Monsters, or you'd better go back with me!" The rough clothed man showed a hint of honesty on his face.

The young man in Qingpao saw that the rough clothed man’s eyes were sincere, and what he said did not seem to be false, his frowning brow stretched out. After thinking about it, he flipped it with one hand and took out a golden talisman. A bottle of pill was handed to the rough man.

"The pill in the bottle can cure all diseases, and Fu Zhuan can also get rid of some little ghosts and charms. After you put it away, don't leak your money, so as not to cause killing. I hope you can respect your mother so that you will not be a son of man! "After the Qingpao youth handed out the two things, he waved with one hand and instantly turned into a cloud of blue aura and disappeared in place!

Seeing the extra seal and a bottle of pills in his hand, the green light that has gradually dissipated, the rough man suddenly called a monster, and ran away without turning his head, but he didn't know what his psychology was. Is always grasping the bottle of pill in my hand!

The rough man ran very fast, but his ten breaths of effort disappeared in this barren path, as if he was afraid of being caught by the ghost and monster and sucking him up, but he didn't know it, and gave him a pill talisman. The young man in the green robe of seal had already flew towards the misty valley without looking back.

Flying in the air, Han Ming sighed slightly. It has been about 20 years since he left home to ask for immortality. The appearance of relatives in his memory has long been blurred, but the man who was so filial just now made him cold as cold as ice. There was a wave of turbulence in his heart, and he recalled the past in his vague memory. At that time, he didn't have to be so cautious, for fear that one day he would die by the side of the road, and there would be no one to collect the body. At that time, his vision for the future was just to marry a good-looking one. Some daughter-in-law can be a decent person like the shopkeeper of Ruyi Restaurant!

Originally, he planned to wait for the foundation to be returned to the country of Wu, but he ended up in this different continent. Now let’s not talk about returning to the country of Wu, but whether he can return to the northern continent in this life is still unknown. If there is no accident, he would I'm afraid that I will spend my whole life on this continent of Bone Bone. If I want to return to the country of Wu within a few decades, I'm afraid it will be more difficult than climbing to the sky!

Yang Tian sighed and shook his head vigorously. Han Ming tried his best to leave the matter of the Northern Wu Kingdom behind his head and returned to reality. He knew very well, since he is here, think more. Complaining is also useless. What he has to do now is to face the reality, live hard, and improve his cultivation. Before his strength is insufficient, everything is imaginary.

Half an hour later, Han Mingyu made Feizhou stop in front of a valley full of mist, blue light flashed in his eyes, penetrating some mist and seeing the general situation inside, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up!

Sanmen Town is really here, this layer of mist should have some deceptive effects, it is the formation of the monks inside to prevent mortals and beasts from entering!

After thinking about it in the same place, Han Ming moved his mana, he lifted his foot and walked into the mist. He already had some general understanding of the Netherbone Continent, and he knew the surrounding map and the general distribution of power. As before, his eyes were blackened, and one mouth knew that he was not a native, but he could deal with many monks!

As soon as he entered the mist, Han Ming screamed. Sure enough, this mist really has some deceptive effects and can disrupt the senses of ordinary people. If ordinary humans or wild beasts stray into it, they will be dizzy and stay in place. Spinning around is similar to hitting a wall with a ghost!

This mist formation is a terrible sky trench for mortal beasts, but it is nothing for monks. As long as the cultivation base is above the middle level of Qi training and can use some spells such as the sky eye technique, it will be easy to find a way out. !

Han Ming shook his sleeves~www.wuxiaspot.com~, not caring about the fog around him, and walked straight forward, but only a few dozen steps before he stepped out of the fog around him, and his eyes immediately opened up.

"I didn't expect it to be Sanmen Town rather than Sanmen City. The scale of Sanmen Town is more than a little bit bigger than Haiyuan City!" Han Ming stood on a high platform, looking into the distance. The houses and shops scattered everywhere, as well as the monks coming and going on the street, sighed from the heart.

"It’s the first time for seniors to come to Sanmen Town. Do you need a guide? The juniors are very familiar with Sanmen Town. The juniors know where to sell and what to exchange. The juniors are very cheap. The service is three. God, only seven spirit stones!" A twenty-four-year-old man with little eyes greeted Han Ming and bowed respectfully to him, with a flattering smile on his face.

Han Ming felt weird when he heard this. This was the first time someone called him senior. He used to call others respectfully! But let alone, it feels good to be called senior by others!

"It turned out to be Hyacinth, but are you really familiar with Sanmen Town? If I hire you, you are not familiar with it. You should know what the consequences will be!" Han Ming glanced at this little-eyed man , Posing like a predecessor, said with a serious face.