Yunmeng Immortal Clan

Thinking of this, the old man Mu still resolutely chose to join the Qingyang Martial Arts School and the expedition team heading towards the Yunling Mountains. The old man Mu was already past the age of knowing his fate. Ordinary people do not have spiritual roots and cannot be nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Living to fifty or sixty years old is already considered a long life. The old man Mu had no regrets for the rest of his life.

"If we could really find the legendary medicinal herbs in these Yunling Mountains, perhaps my family could turn our lives around..."

"Mu Tian, ​​are you coming or not? This team is about to set off..." A middle-aged man, more robust than Old Man Mu, called out to the dazed Old Man Mu.

The middle-aged man who called out to Old Man Mu was surnamed Cheng. He was the leader of their fifteen-man squad, and everyone in the squad called him Squad Leader Cheng.

This Cheng Ban Tou was a skilled fighter. It is said that when he was young, he killed a tiger with a flurry of punches. After that, he roamed the martial arts world and became somewhat famous.

Old Man Mu's dream was shattered in an instant.

"Alright, alright, here we come!" Old Man Mu quickly said his final goodbyes to his wife and children before joining the densely packed squad.

In front of Old Man Mu was a young man wearing a green robe and a bamboo hat. He looked to be in his early twenties.

"After traveling for so long from the Qinglian Islands, we have finally arrived at the foot of the Yunling Mountains. I am now part of the Qingyang Martial Arts School's team. I only need to follow this team to easily ascend the legendary snow-covered land without having to worry about anything myself."

The man in the green robe and bamboo hat standing before them was none other than Song Daoxuan, who had been wandering around for half a month.

At this moment, Song Daoxuan had already activated the Turtle Breathing Technique, still suppressing his cultivation level at the fourth level of the Qi Refining stage.

With a quick scan of his divine sense, he quickly learned that there were about twenty such groups of fifteen martial artists like Cheng Ban Tou at Qingyang Martial Arts School.

Besides Qingyang Martial Arts School, there are about twenty other martial arts schools like Qingyang Martial Arts School. The composition of the personnel among them is extremely diverse. Apart from martial arts masters like Cheng Bantou who are permanent residents of the school, the rest of the personnel are all outsiders like Mu Laohan.

Song Daoxuan's divine sense quickly detected that among the thousands of people in front of him, there were many others with fluctuations in magical power. These people, like Song Daoxuan, were cultivators who had secretly infiltrated the martial arts school, hoping to follow the group to the snowy land to pick the extremely rare second-tier spiritual medicine, the Xuanbing Flower.

As Old Man Mu followed the group up the mountain path, his gaze swept over Song Daoxuan.

"Young man, you look quite young. Why are you so reckless? The snowy lands are teeming with monsters. For us mortals to venture into them is practically suicide!"

"Alas! It's all because I'm terminally ill and my family is poor, so I hoped to come to this snowy place and try my luck," Song Daoxuan said wistfully.

"We are both in the same boat!" Mu Tian sighed, feeling a sense of shared misfortune upon hearing the words of the man in the green robe.

"Young man, there's no need to worry. This snow-covered land is a death trap. While it's possible to find immortal herbs here and still make it down the mountain alive, the number is negligible compared to the massive manpower dispatched by these martial arts schools! You might be able to stand here and exchange a few words with me today, but tomorrow, I'll likely be nothing more than the belly of wild beasts in the mountains."

"My surname is Mu. You can call me Brother Mu. Young man, what is your surname?"

"Brother Mu, I am Xuan Dao..." Song Daoxuan used a pseudonym, but in his heart he deeply felt the honesty of the old man Mu in front of him.

"So your surname is Xuan, that's quite rare. You'll have to come with me. There are many ferocious beasts in this snowy mountain. I, Mu Tian, ​​don't have any other skills, but I have a natural brute strength. I don't expect you to be able to safely descend the mountain with me, but if you encounter any danger, I will do my best to help you." Mu Tian chuckled and said sincerely to Song Daoxuan behind him.

Upon hearing this, Song Daoxuan's face lit up with joy, and he bowed slightly to the man.

"Then, Brother Mu, please take good care of me on the journey ahead..."

"You're too kind, Brother Xuan!"

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The twenty teams from Qingyang Martial Arts School quickly parted ways with the other martial arts schools. Since there were many routes to the snowy land, some martial arts schools were unlucky enough to encounter terrifying beast packs as soon as they reached the mountain. However, this did not mean that all the ordinary people sent by the martial arts schools would face total annihilation.

However, luck did not ultimately favor Song Daoxuan's fifteen-person team as they continued to climb the mountain.

A roar came from a grove of trees ahead, and the warriors in the squad drew their weapons to prepare for battle. Then, a giant white-armored bear leaped out.

These warriors showed no sign of backing down and charged directly at the white-armored giant bear. After several rounds of fighting, they only managed to inflict minor damage on the bear.

With a roar, the white-armored giant bear slammed down with tremendous force, sending three of them flying.

The white-armored giant bear before him was a non-ranking demon beast, known for its powerful physique. The white-armored giant bear's palm strike was incredibly powerful, and when it struck the three mortal bodies, Song Daoxuan immediately knew that these three mortals were doomed.

With the deaths of three warriors, the fifteen-man squad was reduced to twelve. The remaining warriors quickly retreated a considerable distance. Although they maintained an offensive posture against the white-armored giant bear in front of them, a hint of cowardice soon appeared in their eyes after this incident.

"Chief Cheng, this giant bear before us is probably no ordinary creature; it's incredibly monstrous. I think we twelve should either run or fight it to the death!"

The middle-aged man surnamed Cheng, who was leading the group, looked at the giant bear before him and let out a long sigh: "We've only just entered the mountains and we've already encountered such a ferocious beast. It just means we're unlucky. But we can't retreat. This giant bear is a bully who preys on the weak. If we retreat, this beast will think we're afraid of it, and it will probably chase after us and kill the remaining twelve of us one by one!"

"Then let's fight!"

"Fight!" With shouts of battle, all the warriors charged toward the white-armored giant bear and attacked in unison.

"If I don't intervene soon, this squad will likely be wiped out in an instant!"

Upon realizing this, Song Daoxuan, who was in the crowd, immediately hid in the shadows, patted the spirit beast pouch at his waist, and a beam of spiritual light shot out.