The world's first fairy gate

Spiritual Beast Valley gradually opened its arms to this line of disciples. It was as gentle and peaceful as the first impression, with lush vegetation and exotic flowers and plants swaying in the breeze. The nocturnal spirit beasts carefully hid behind the rocks, poking their fluffy heads to see These strangers.

During this walk, they didn't encounter any twists and turns, and even met several gentle spirit beasts who came forward to hug their thighs, and the few people became bolder and fatter little by little, giving birth to the leisurely mood of the outing.

"Brother, look at these sparrows, they are not afraid of people!"

"Hey, is this the messenger bird of Jingle Palace? I've seen it a few times."

"Yes, yes, look, it's a Pegasus!"

He pointed to a few tall white horses that were leisurely grazing with their tails flicking not far away. The white horses were tall and strong, with wings on their backs, the tips of the wings hanging down, and the feathers were as dense as a cover. A small gust of wind.

They looked at this line of disciples, didn't find it strange, and lowered their heads again, but a few short and immature ponies ran towards them with their hoofs kicked off in a novelty.

It's strange to say that most of the spirit beasts in the valley are raised by monks in the mountains, and they are considered relatives. Every disciple has encountered one or two cubs hugging their thighs. All the spirit beasts dare not get close to the isolation zone, and even the sleepy insects and ants are desperately crawling out of the path he passed.

Xie Qiuhan didn't care about this kind of thing either. He was disturbed by the chatter of a few disciples, so he stepped forward to the guide and glanced at the map, his expression changed.

"Tell me, where is the north?"

The disciple holding the map was at a loss, innocently asked, "...ahead?"

Xie Qiuhan felt that his hair was about to burn, why did he come in with this group of people whose brains were full of chicken blood!

He snatched the map, glanced at it, turned around and ran quickly in another direction, the Big Dipper clearly pointed his way forward.

I can't even find the north!

After this little episode, the disciples realized that they had been wandering around like headless chickens for a long time without even finding the right direction. Xie Qiuhan.

The terrain in the valley was not complicated. Xie Qiuhan quickly found a path after self-reliance, bypassed several areas where spirit beasts gathered, and came to a lake.

The surface of the lake is crystal clear, like a carefully polished mirror, shining brilliantly. On the other side of the lake are undulating mountains, standing silently.

This lake is the center of Spirit Beast Valley, and somewhere in the opposite mountain is Qiongqi's lair.

The closer to the lake, the more wet and muddy the soil under his feet, and the thatch almost reaching his knees, Xie Qiuhan had to stop.

The disciples followed, all dumbfounded, discussing how to get over it.

A reckless and bold one immediately took off his clothes to test the water, and after swimming out for a short time, he yelled loudly for his companion to pull him, "The water is too cold! I can't swim anymore, someone help me!" "

As soon as a disciple was about to pass by, a stone flew past him and was thrown into the water with a splash, but the sound was not loud.

Xie Qiuhan listened carefully to the movement, and said calmly, "Stand up, the water is less than three feet."

His tone was very flat, he didn't have any expectations for his fellow apprentices.

The disciple was stunned, and tried to stand up, but the water really only reached his navel, and he suddenly felt very ashamed.

The disciple who was close to him laughed loudly, took off his shoes and socks, walked into the lake and pulled him, "You stupid...!"

Without any warning, a cold scaly paw pressed against his shoulder from behind, and yanked violently!

That disciple fell into the water!

"Senior brother!"

"There are monsters!"

"Back! Back!"

The disciples all exclaimed, but the unlucky victim splashed a few times in the water. Just as his head popped out, he was dragged down again, causing a large splash of water. Only the shoes and socks he had taken off before were left floating alone on the surface of the water. with.

Several people quickly ran away from the lake, but they didn't expect that countless strange hands stretched out from the mud, grabbed their legs and pulled them down, making people creepy.

Xie Qiuhan also wanted to run at first, but found that the ground here was extremely muddy, and he was very embarrassed to run, so he simply pulled out the Yuchang sword, swung it down, and there were a few broken claws under his feet.

The people around saw that this thing was not as scary as they imagined, so they quickly took out all kinds of sabers and magic weapons, and used all kinds of kung fu to dodge and trample on those strange hands desperately.

After Xie Qiuhan cut off a few scales and claws, those monsters hidden in the mud stopped attacking him, and turned to the disciple beside him.

This disciple's name is Yuan Feng, and he was the one who lobbied Xie Qiuhan in every possible way.

I saw seven or eight claws scratched on his legs, a monster protruding from the mud, with a smooth forehead, a monkey face, big eyes and scales all over its body, opening its mouth wide and looking at this piece of land. Tender meat bites away.

"Help me... ah...!"

Xie Qiuhan went away with his arms across, chopped off the monster's head, cut it in half, and then stabbed the sword towards Yuanfeng without pausing for a second!

Yuanfeng's pupils shrank violently, but the sword passed over his shoulder, and hit a monster that rushed up by only an inch, and the monster died on the spot and fell to the ground.

Under Yuanfeng's great grief and joy, his legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground, muttering: "Thank you, junior brother, for saving my life, I... I will definitely repay it in the future."

Xie Qiuhan said no need, stretched out his hand to pull him up, and brought him to a safe place.

At this time, after a lot of struggle and fighting, the disciples were no longer as comfortable as when they entered the valley, and all became mud monkeys.

But anyway, the crisis is temporarily lifted.

They gathered together panting, and looked at the place they fled just now in fear.

The lake is still quiet and beautiful, like a gentle virgin, but at this moment, in their eyes, it is completely like a beast with a huge mouth.

"What should we do now?"

"The communication talisman, I brought the communication talisman, I will give it to the teacher..."

The man tremblingly took out the communication talisman, and was knocked away, "The head teacher is here, none of us have any good fruit to eat!"

"Yes, you can't let the headmaster know!"

"But Junior Brother Zhou and Junior Brother Yu are still inside!"

As soon as they got out of the monster in the water, they started to quarrel and quarreled.

Xie Qiuhan stood silently beside him, his hands hidden in his sleeves trembling slightly, he was far less calm and calm than his appearance.

Those two senior brothers were still teasing each other half a quarter of an hour ago, but now they have sunk to the bottom of the lake, not knowing whether they are alive or dead.

What are they for?Obtain the so-called treasures of heaven, material and earth, increase your cultivation, and pursue the Dao.

If the emperor is really above, understands all the mysteries, knows all the laws, why does it lead people to embark on such a road?

The dim light shone on the young man's face, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, his complexion was as hard as iron.

Amidst the quarrel, Xie Qiuhan bent down and picked up the yellow talisman paper on the ground, bit his fingers and wrote a few characters quickly.

The disciples were arguing fiercely, one of them saw Xie Qiuhan's movements from the corner of his eye, rushed over immediately, and said angrily, "Xie Qiuhan, what are you doing!"

Several people saw that Xie Qiuhan silently opened the messenger talisman.

That person flew up, and punched Xie Qiuhan directly with his fists——

But he stopped in mid-air.

The fish intestines were unsheathed, and the cold light reflected on the man's face like water.

Xie Qiuhan held an ancient sword in his hand, his eyes seemed to have been soaked in ice for thousands of years.

The man was horrified.

Xie Qiuhan didn't want them to talk nonsense, and his subordinates quickly formed seals and burned talismans, then turned around and walked towards the other side alone.

The wind came with sporadic words, and several people heard Xie Qiuhan say four words: "Human life is at stake."

Ever since there was a way of cultivating the truth, powerful people from the Dynasty Continent have emerged, and two monks have fought against each other, and the lives of people in a radius of several miles will be killed. Without any strength, several disciples cursed, calling Xie Qiuhan a "traitor" who "sold them".

However, no one dared to catch up at this moment.

After what happened just now, they realized that the seemingly calm appearance of Spirit Beast Valley was full of dangers. There might be something dangerous hidden on the way there just now, but they didn't know it.

Xie Qiuhan galloped all the way and returned to the way back alone.

Passing a grassy field, he stopped and looked forward with burning eyes - the Pegasus horses were still wagging their tails leisurely, some rubbed each other's faces, and some were lazily dozing on the ground. It was a scene of a paradise.

Xie Qiuhan thought about it calmly, these celestial horses were raised by Zixiao Mountain since he was a child, they are intelligent and gentle, and can understand human speech, it should not be difficult for him to find one to take him for a ride.

He walked towards the herd of horses.

The Tianma group stared at him vigilantly and backed away.

Xie Qiuhan advances again, and the Tianma herd retreats again.

Xie Qiuhan stopped, stared at them, slowly bent down and put down the Yuchang sword, raised his hands high, and said in a calm and gentle tone: "I am a disciple of Zixiao Palace. I am going into the valley to get the fairy grass to save my friend's life. No malice."

The pegasus stopped backing away, and the pony poked its head out from behind the mare.

Seeing this, Xie Qiuhan continued: "But there is a lake in the valley blocking my way. I dare to come here to ask for help. I don't mean to offend. If I can get help, I will repay it in the future."

These words worked, those celestial horses should have their own way of communication, I saw them gathered together, led by a tall stallion, grunted for a while, and the stallion walked towards Xie Qiuhan with its head held high. Come.

Xie Qiuhan stood quietly.

The stallion lowered his head, sniffed at him, took a step back in an extremely exaggerated manner, and showed an exaggerated expression... probably tainted by smoke.

Xie Qiuhan: "?"

His heart sank, he thought that this matter might not be possible, but the stallion came over with small steps, bent its front legs beside him, and motioned him to come up.

An old man with a horse face, written all over his face... Just do it.