The ancient giant bear hiding in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 201: Old Friend Is Well
It was midsummer.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and there is endless vitality.

There are no roads, only dense grass and patches of woods along the way, and little goblins are chirping and rustling everywhere, performing all kinds of joys and sorrows.

Wang Wu would also feel emotional when he passed by.

Does this resemble the feeling of an immortal cultivator passing through the mortal world?
He is no longer the same person he used to be. He is too lazy to eat these little goblins even if they are placed in his mouth. Eating them will only make him grow fat and his body deteriorate.

As he ravaged along the way, he would occasionally encounter ninth-rank or eighth-rank mountain patrolling demon soldiers, but the opponents could not even detect his shadow. The gap was too big.

Although Wang Wu is nominally a sixth-rank bear demon now, in fact, his overall strength is already comparable to that of Yuan Bupo nine years ago.

He can also beat an ordinary fifth-grade little demon king.

In short, to judge him by his grade is to ask for trouble.

When the daylight was just beginning to rise, Wang Wu ran madly for three hundred miles and successfully arrived at the foot of the high mountain. He did not act rashly, but went directly into a forest at the foot of the mountain, leaned his back against a big tree, and silently released the companion magic vine. In just a few seconds, a large area of shadow formed nearby, ensuring that no golden spiritual essence would fall.

Because they will all be sucked away by the accompanying magic vine.

Now this thing is becoming more and more useful. It is as obedient as a baby. It can support itself and make money to hand over.

But in fact, Wang Wu did not do anything to it, it was just that his body became stronger and stronger, and his foundation became deeper.

Soon the sky brightened, the spiritual energy descended, the sun rose to noon, then to evening, and finally night fell.

Wang Wu lay there motionless for the entire day, then he came out of the woods again and ran to the top of the mountain.

This mountain is not small, with one main peak, seven or eight side peaks, cliffs, valleys, basins, forests, waterfalls, and a very complex terrain.

In some of the flat valleys, one can clearly see large-scale spiritual fields and rows of simple houses, in which are stationed some patrolling demon soldiers who look like run-down households.

But actually this is pretty impressive.

From the information Wang Wu has obtained so far, the patrolling demon soldiers on this mountain can even patrol three or four hundred miles away. In other words, with this mountain as the center, the area within a radius of five hundred miles is probably the territory of a great demon.

The total number of patrolling monster soldiers will not be less than three thousand. There should also be monster leaders such as captains and lieutenants on each peak. Overall, this is at least equivalent to the former King of Nanshan.

In fact it is.

After Wang Wu passed through several low mountains on the outskirts, on the road to the main peak, there were obviously more elite demon soldiers patrolling, and there were quite a few of them, and their leaders were all seventh-grade or even sixth-grade.

Of course, they are all ordinary blood grade six and grade seven, so there is nothing to worry about.

Wang Wu even stayed for a while at the base of these evil soldiers and listened to the two patrol captains on duty bragging, complaining and saying dirty words.

Interesting.

From their words, we can know that the king of this mountain will host a banquet for some prominent demons in the near future, so the patrol missions on and below the mountain have suddenly become tense.

Also, these two patrol captains actually talked about the war in the Great Snow Mountain. The war there was becoming more and more brutal, so much so that the Mad Tiger King of Tiandao Mountain was ordering the recruitment of demon soldiers from the two areas of Centipede Ridge and Tiandao Mountain. It was said that the first batch of demon soldiers to be recruited was 500,000, and they had to be gathered before winter.

Speaking of this, they seem to be busy with this matter recently, searching everywhere for insignificant little demons, throwing them into the training camp in the back mountain to train them quickly, and try to train them before winter.

So it is true that every policy is based on a policy, and every countermeasure is based on a policy. This is true throughout history, both in China and abroad, and in other worlds.

After listening for a while, Wang Wu continued to move towards the main peak. It turned out that there was a defensive formation deployed at the main peak. It was unexpected that this demon king was quite generous.

He didn't want to take any risks, so he moved forward along the periphery of the defensive formation.

By the way, use the danger perception to gain insight into the situation on the main peak. There are pavilions and towers, bright lights, the sound of stringed instruments, and joyful singing and dancing. It must be very pleasant.

As he was walking, Wang Wu suddenly had an idea and turned his head to look at the deep darkness in front of him on the left. There was a huge cliff there, and below the cliff was a large valley, covering an area of about 20 square kilometers. In there, there was a dense breath of life.

Oh boy, is this boot camp?

There must be at least 100,000 goblins here!
Wang Wu moved closer out of curiosity, but after a few seconds, he was shocked and looked at a fat figure on the cliff in front of him in disbelief.

There were several powerful monsters drinking and eating meat by the campfire, having a great time. However, the fat and plump figure among them turned out to be a little wild boar!

It's not dead!
It actually became a captain here.

Yes, Captain Iron-Mouthed, this is the respectful name given to it by other monsters.

What a guy!

After nearly nine years of not seeing him, this guy has really grown up. While Wang Wu was ecstatic, he immediately sounded the highest alert!

Because only his enemies know him best!
The little boar is his brother, and the Snow Wolf family must know that. So once it is confirmed that he is still alive, the little boar will be the best bait.

As for whether the Snow Wolf Family knows that he is still alive, it is best not to make assumptions about this matter.

Especially the last time he killed Lu Dongyang, it was hard to say that the human race didn't have any secret techniques to recreate the scene?

So, Wang Wu stayed there for a second and then decisively returned along the same route.

Regardless of whether the presence of the little boar is a trap or not, we cannot stay here for long.

However, just as he retreated to the place where the two patrol captains had met before, he saw a familiar old friend again, assuming that he could still be considered a friend, Yuan Bupo. It was obvious that it had successfully advanced to the fifth rank, and now it had directly transformed into a heroic, handsome, extraordinary, and unrestrained human youth, but the aura on its body was definitely unmistakable.

It was strolling down from the main peak, seemingly having eaten and drunk its fill, so it came down for a stroll. So, was it the demon king of this mountain?

The fifth rank is enough to be a demon king.

But how dare it stand out so blatantly? Isn't it afraid of being hunted by human monks?

And it's here, where is Xiong Shiliu?
Wang Wu felt something was wrong and was about to leave when he heard a loud laugh from the main peak, "Bupo! Why are you running? Come on, keep playing music, keep singing and dancing. It would be a pity if we can't get drunk together on such a beautiful day! Whoever is cowardly is a coward!"

It turned out to be Tiger Vanguard! Could the figure next to him be Old Cow?

I'm rough!

Now Wang Wu was even certain that Xiong Shiliu might be here, and most likely Lang Buer was also here.

Although he really wanted to know why they gathered here, Wang Wu left without hesitation. He retreated to the foot of the mountain and took a detour to Tiandao Mountain.

As long as he doesn't show up, the old cow and the little boar will live well.

That night, he walked more cautiously, and only walked two hundred miles before resting in a forest. He was determined not to move during the day. Although his spiritual level in human form was 0, the invisibility cloak was still not safe.

The bright sunlight during the day will reduce the various concealment effects to a certain extent. If you happen to meet someone who is stubborn and acts cautiously, wouldn't you suffer a great loss?
However, he would not be idle in the woods, and he made good use of the time to practice the dual spiritual roots of ice and fire. As he expected, in human form, his practice speed really increased to a certain extent, which was equivalent to one eighth of the human practice speed.

So after thinking about it, he upgraded the two branch bloodline talents, passive frost and passive burning, to level 4. Regardless of other effects, the key is that this can increase the speed of cultivation.

This time the effect is even better, which is equivalent to one-seventh of the human race's cultivation. If you calculate it, it means that three progress points can be cultivated in one year. Not bad, the future is bright and the prospects are promising.

When night fell, Wang Wu set out again on the road to Tiandao Mountain. He did not dare to go faster, and he made sure to travel two hundred miles overnight.

He traveled during the day and at night for a few days. After walking for thousands of miles, he was about to leave the Centipede Ridge and enter the Tiandao Mountain area.

These two places have very distinct topographical features.

The topographic features of the 5,000-mile area of Centipede Ridge are that the western part is a plain and hilly area, adjacent to the Black Forest.

The north is a mountain range, huge, rolling, thousands of miles long, like a wall, protecting most of Centipede Ridge. Therefore, the central and southern parts of Centipede Ridge will be well protected, with a very pleasant climate and lush plants of all kinds. Even the Black Forest is actually a protected part.

The dividing line between Wugong Ridge and Tiandao Mountain is this mountain range that runs from east to west and then turns southeast.

For example, at this moment, if Wang Wu wants to enter the Tiandao Mountain area, he has to cross thirteen mountains in a row.

These mountains are extremely steep, with steep cliffs, difficult for birds to fly through, and yes, there are no smooth roads at all.

The real road connecting Centipede Ridge and Tiandao Mountain is in the northeast corner. It is said that it is a thoroughfare forcibly built by the previous Demon Emperor. However, there are many passes on the road. The capable men sent by Crazy Tiger King and General Centipede are stationed here.

In fact, this pass is less than two thousand miles away from the Mad Tiger King’s lair, and the Mad Tiger King can provide personal support at any time.

Of course Wang Wu didn't dare to go that way.

"Eh? No!"

At this moment, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and everything was quiet. A huge dark mountain blocked the way ahead. If Wang Wu wanted to climb over it, he would need to climb a cliff of at least 1,200 meters.

But these were nothing. What really made Wang Wu's heart sink was that he felt an uncomfortable feeling as if a poisonous snake was lurking on the top of the mountain.

There must be an ambusher up there. No, not an ambusher, but a monitor.

And it must be a human, and it must have an insight array.

(End of this chapter)