mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 822
On the mountainside of Kunwu Mountain, in a stone pavilion, accompanied by a strong white light, a space crack glowing with faint white light suddenly emerged.

A group of monks from the Ye family broke through the air one after another, and as soon as they landed, they quickly released their spiritual sense and swept around.

Except for the white-robed Confucian scholar who is the great elder of the Ye family and the two big-headed monsters who are late Nascent Soul monks, all of these people are pale, and the spirit energy in their bodies fluctuates abnormally, and they look like they have consumed a lot.

The white-robed Confucian scholar didn't care about anything else, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he flew directly to the sky above the stone pavilion, looking at a long stone step built against the mountain in the distance.

The stone steps are all made of pure white stones, looking from a distance, it looks like a jade ladder.But if you take a closer look, you will find that the white stone steps are astonishingly wide, five or sixty feet long.

And no matter looking up or bowing down, the stone steps are far away into the milky white mist in the distance, and nothing can be seen at all.

The white-robed Confucian scholar showed surprise on his face, but he calmed down immediately, and said in a calm voice: "Third brother, fifth brother, and eighth brother. The three of you are more advanced. Come out and be vigilant about the surroundings, and the rest will be on the spot immediately." Restore mana, and we will enter the mountain after repairing."

"Yes." Everyone nodded in response, and the three Nascent Soul mid-stage monks shot out immediately, released their consciousness, and swept around vigilantly.

The rest of the people sat cross-legged near the stone pavilion, holding a spirit stone in each hand, and began to recover their mana.

The white-robed Confucian scholar was suspended in the air, staring at the stairs submerged in the white mist, his eyes could not help showing a bit of fiery color.

Suddenly, the expression of the white-robed Confucian scholar changed.

"Seventh Uncle, something is coming!" The white-robed Confucian scholar hastily shouted, with a flash of inspiration in his eyes, showing a bit of anxiety.

how so?We have just entered Kunwu Mountain, logically speaking, even if there are some guards in this mountain, they shouldn't have discovered us so quickly?

Bai Pao Ru Sheng stared at the white mist in the distance, his face was gloomy and frightening.

Beside him, the big-headed monster also had serious eyes, suspended in the air, flipping one hand, and a small silver shuttle was already in his hand.

After a while, both of them heard strange beast roars coming from the white mist.It looks like a lion and a tiger, and it also looks like a dragon chant, and the sound is getting louder and louder, and it is advancing rapidly!

A cold light flashed in the big-headed monster's eyes, and the silver shuttle in his hand flickered with a faint aura, ready to be activated at any time.

A moment later, a purple cloud appeared from the white mist in the distance, and it shot towards here, and the roar of the beast came from the mist.

In a blink of an eye, Ziwu flew nearby, only a hundred feet away from the stone pavilion.

The white-robed scholar and the big-headed monster could already see a dark object hidden in the mist, a pair of red fists stared at the two of them, full of bloodthirsty and rage.

Just as the big-headed monster was about to make a move, at this moment, the entire purple mist suddenly became thinner, and in a blink of an eye it became invisible out of thin air.Only two vicious demon eyes were left behind, and after blinking a few times, they disappeared in a flash.

The big-headed monster and the white-robed Confucian student were stunned at the same time. They had just seen this monster approaching menacingly. They were already ready for a fierce battle, but unexpectedly, this guy escaped so decisively without even hitting him!

"It's not right!" The big-headed man suddenly realized something, and his ugly and weird face suddenly darkened, almost dripping water.

"Who hurt that monster!"

……

"This is the Gate of Wanxiu." Han Li stroked his chin, looking with great interest at a faintly visible huge archway on the stone steps in front of him.

I don't know what kind of treasure this archway is, but it is faintly radiating a ten thousand zhang glow, which looks impressive and eye-catching.

Han Li just glanced at it with his consciousness, and found that the forbidden aura on the archway was abnormally abundant. It was the only thing he had ever seen in his life, and he immediately sighed helplessly.

It seems impossible to break through the door of myriad cultivation within a short period of time.

"It's a pity, if we hadn't been stopped by that lion and beast just now, we should have arrived here sooner." Yinyue sighed slightly in Han Li.

The expression on Han Li's face remained unchanged, and he said relaxedly: "There is no way to do this. After all, who would have thought that this ancient beast, which is three points more powerful than ordinary monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, has not yet become extinct. And The magic of escapism is also rare in this world, otherwise, I would have harvested a tenth-level demon pill and some precious materials."

Speaking of this, Han Li also sighed slightly: "However, during this period of time, it is worthwhile to collect the precious spiritual grass and treasures around Kunwu Mountain. After all, even if there are no lions and beasts to disturb the situation, I alone People, it is impossible to break through the restriction of the Gate of Ten Thousand Cultivators before other people come here. But, Yinyue..."

Han Li's voice suddenly sank and became a lot more serious.

"Are you sure that the stele we found below is something important?"

"This..." Yinyue's voice also became hesitant, and after a while, she said bitterly: "Master, I just vaguely remember that I seem to have seen that stone tablet somewhere, and I can't think of anything else." Get up, and there is..."

Yinyue was abruptly silent, and did not speak for a long while.

"Come on, it's all over here, what else can't be said?" Han Li said in a flat tone with a smile on his lips.

"Master, I vaguely feel that there is something very important to me on this mountain. It looks like my... half body... No, I can't say that..."

Yinyue's words were inconsistent, and it was obvious that she herself was also in confusion.

Han Li just listened quietly, without saying a word for a long time.

"Master..." Finally, Yinyue sorted out her thoughts, and said hesitantly, "I can feel that the person or thing that can restore my memory is on this mountain."

"That's it..." Han Li nodded with a smile and said, "Then let's go find it. It just so happens that I'm also very interested in the real Kunwu Mountain secret treasure behind the Gate of Ten Thousand Repairs."

"...Thank you, master."

I don't know if it was Han Li's illusion, but Yinyue's voice didn't seem as happy as he imagined.

Han Li looked at the Wanxiu Gate in front of him, and suddenly frowned, as if he had sensed something, his figure gradually became transparent and disappeared in place.

After a while, everyone in the Ye family flew through the white mist one after another, and saw the huge door of Wanxiu at a glance.

Different from the excitement of other Ye family members, the expression of the white-robed Confucian scholar looked a little ugly.

He turned his head to look at the big-headed monster beside him, but he only got a helpless shake of his head.

After scanning the surroundings for many times with no results, the white-robed Confucian scholar said in a deep voice: "Get ready and start breaking the formation!"

(End of this chapter)