It's just that the wolf god said he was going south, how could Huo Feng delay it? He directly rejected the request of the barge, and let it follow the south.
Therefore, the dissatisfied barge horse is now reluctant to let Huo Feng ride, and Huo Feng, who can only walk, walks on the rugged mountain road for half a day, and his physical strength begins to run out.
The barge sneered at this, and kept blowing breath through his nostrils, sneering at the master beside him.
The Suilong Mountains are undulating and steep, and the road is steep, which is far more difficult than Lu Heng imagined. If an ordinary person walks the road of the Falling Dragon Mountain Range, it will probably take a lot of time and physical strength.
Now that Huo Feng has only walked for half a day, he can't stand it anymore. But the further you go deeper into the mountains, the harder the road becomes.
On the second day, Lu Heng and the others couldn't even see the flat land in their field of vision.
Between the steep and precipitous mountains is the abyss of ten thousand zhang cliffs.
The galloping road through the Falling Dragon Mountains was carved out little by little among such steep mountains. In many places, it is not even possible to excavate, but a plank road is directly built.
Walking on the edge of the road, if one step is empty, there will be no bones left.
The almost vertical mountain range is like a knife and an axe. Seeing such a strange mountain situation, Lu Heng shook his head.
No wonder there are rumors of ancient dragon falling in the Falling Dragon Mountains. The mountain between the mountains is so strange. If you look at it from a high altitude, it is simply a collection of fine dragon scales.
On the third day, Lu Heng and the others officially stepped into the core of the Falling Dragon Mountains.
When we got here, the direction of the mountain and the road between the mountains were already steeper than Lu Heng expected.
Not only the steep cliffs and the abyss, but also the distance between the mountains has become erratic. Sometimes it is so close that mortals can jump directly to the opposite mountain.
But sometimes it is very far away, and from a distance, you can only vaguely see the appearance of the opposite mountain in the clouds. As for the huge gap between the two mountains, there is a dense white mist floating, and it is impossible to peep at the bottom of the pit.
Huo Feng said that the Falling Dragon Mountains are shrouded in mist all the year round.
In the mysterious mountains shrouded in mist, there is a strange beast called Mountain Kun, which is shaped like a huge whale, but it flies in the mountains, swallows clouds, sucks the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, has a gentle temperament, but also has the ability to destroy mountains and crack rocks. The terrifying and strange power makes people not dare to provoke them.
However, Lu Heng and the others did not see it.
After arriving here, because the mountains in the mountains are getting more and more dangerous, not only the occurrence frequency of the plank road has increased, but even the iron bridge connecting the mountains and the mountains has appeared.
One after another, the iron-locked bridges shuttled through the mountains shrouded in white mist, connecting one mountain range after another, connecting the broken roads in the mountain.
Some of these chain bridges are much longer than Lu Heng imagined, and the longest chain bridge even exceeds one kilometer.
Such a long iron lock bridge is logically impossible to exist.
In Lu Heng's previous life, the one- or two-kilometer-long river-crossing bridges were all made of rigid concrete, supported by piers and fixed by steel cables to maintain stability.
But the huge iron chain bridge in the mountain is really just a simple iron chain bridge. There are no bridge piers and no cables to fix it. It is connected between the two mountains. It is stable and calm, and the mountain wind blows without shaking.
Such a situation is simply contrary to common sense. Lu Heng was amazed by pressing the so-called physics to the ground and rubbing frantically.
And Huo Feng explained that Lu Heng was curious.
"The iron chain bridges in this mountain are all built by the Jiuli tribe."
"When the first emperor was alive, he had a good relationship with Li Kuan, the priest of the Qushan Ministry of the Jiuli tribe. The iron lock bridge in the Falling Dragon Mountain was all cast by the priest Li Kui, and it has the power of being impervious to wind and rain, and that everything is incorruptible."
"These iron locks have been around for more than four hundred years since they were built."
"In the past four hundred years, even if the earth dragon turned over and the wind was blowing, these iron chain bridges have never been damaged. It is an important part of the galloping road of the falling dragon mountain."
Huo Feng's remarks made Lu Heng stunned.
It turned out to be the handwriting of the Jiuli tribe, no wonder the iron cables of this iron cable bridge are different from the ordinary gold and iron.
After seeing the capabilities of the priests of the Xifeng tribe and the Hanhai tribe, Lu Heng knew that the metallurgy of the Jiuli tribe was indeed different from ordinary people.
Although the iron-locked bridge in the mountain is contrary to common sense, if it was built by the Jiuli tribe, it would not be surprising.
After all, even the Heavenly Tribulation Sword of the imperial envoy Tianlei, the Jiuli people can create.
In comparison, this iron-locked bridge in the mist is not a big deal.
Chapter 137 The Ascetic
The terrain of the Falling Dragon Mountains is dangerous and rugged.
On the fifth day, Huo Feng refused even though the barge had calmed down and offered to let Huo Feng ride.
Today's gallop is not only narrow and low, but also dangerous, with an abyss next to it. Even though he knew that he didn't have to worry about falling off when sitting on the back of a barge, he didn't want to scare himself and chose to walk.
In this regard, it naturally attracted a burst of sneer from the horse.
However, after Huo Feng reshaped his Dao Heart, his face became thicker. The sarcasm of the horses did not affect him at all.
The group continued to travel through the mountains. On the sixth day, they saw that the road in the mountains had already gone more than halfway, and when they were about to walk out of the core area of the iron lock bridge, they actually saw the Kun in the mountains that Huo Feng said.
It was in the morning, and the mist shrouded the mountains in the morning, making the already mist-shrouded Falling Dragon Mountains even more hazy.
When crossing an iron chain bridge between two mountains, Lu Heng and the others suddenly heard a long and desolate cry echoing in the mountains.
The desolate cry seemed to be filled with the vicissitudes and sorrows of the years, which made people subconsciously want to stop and listen.
Afterwards, fog surged in the mountains, and a huge black shadow swept across the sky and flew over Lu Heng and the others.
The huge and expansive belly, and the fins that appear and disappear in the clouds and mist, is a terrifyingly large whale.
However, upon closer inspection, this huge alien beast is somewhat different from a whale.
While Lu Heng watched in amazement, the giant beast named Kunshan Kun was wandering in the clouds and mist, but its huge figure turned dexterously. It seems that it is not among the cliffs in the mountains, but the deep sea.
During its tossing and turning, the clouds and mists dissipated, and it was spectacular.
And this spectacular and magical scene, even the cold-tempered Xiao Ai couldn't help widening her eyes and opening her mouth slightly, and was startled.
Although she heard Huo Feng talk about the extraordinaryness of the Kun in the mountains, hearing about it and seeing it with her own eyes are two completely different experiences.
Behind Lu Heng and the others, a long emotional sigh sounded at this moment.
"There are so many living beings, the sea of suffering rises and falls... ah... sigh, sigh."
The sudden sound of emotion made Lu Heng stunned for a moment.
Everyone turned back, only to find a thin figure behind them.
It was wrapped in a rough yellow cloth, and the messy hair was like a bird's nest, and it was covered with dust. The thin body can't see a trace of fat, it can be called scrawny, and the ribs can be clearly seen.
The stick in his hand was a dead stick picked up by the roadside.
A rag bag slung across his shoulders is the most common attire for ascetic monks.
In Lu Heng's understanding, there is no Buddhist Buddha in this world, but there are ascetic monks.
These ascetics did not worship a specific deity. The practice of breaking the family is only to seek inner peace, or the detachment of the soul.
They were disheveled and ragged, carrying dead sticks and sticks randomly picked up by the roadside, and reciting ancient scriptures as they walked. They have to endure things that ordinary people think are painful, such as long-term fasting and dehydration, enduring extreme heat and cold, and exercising patience and renunciation.
Therefore, the existence of ascetic monks is not uncommon. There are many in this world.
But the ascetic monk in front of him...
Lu Heng looked surprised, because even he was holding the Nether Soul Requiring Seal, but he didn't notice the monk's arrival.
The monk in front of him didn't see any spiritual light of Taoism in his body. Even if he checked it with the Netherworld Soul Requiring Seal, he could only see a calm and simple soul, without any divine light.
It seemed that the one who appeared behind them was just the most ordinary mortal.
Lu Heng jumped down from the back of the white wolf and landed on the ground. Then he cupped his hands towards the ascetic monk at the bridge and said, "Lu Heng in the lower Hanyu Mountain, I have seen the master."
Lu Heng's active greeting made the ascetic monk in the distance startled.
He turned his head to look at Lu Heng and others on the chain bridge, and also saluted.
Dao: "Fellow Daoist praised it. In the next nine extinctions, it is only ordinary and ordinary in the world, and it should not be called a master."
In the mist, the monk is humble.
On the chain bridge, Lu Heng smiled, "Master entered the mountain alone, but also wants to travel south? If you don't mind, you can walk with Lu and others, not only walking together, but also talking and communicating with each other... I don't know what the master thinks. how?"
Lu Heng's initiative to get acquainted caused the self-proclaimed ascetic monk to hesitate for a few seconds, and then he said, "If you don't think that the old monk is a drag, then it will be troublesome."
Lu Heng greeted him with a smile.
After that, the self-proclaimed ascetic monk joined Lu Heng and his team.
And as Jiu Mie said, he was slow and deserved to be called a burden. With him around, Lu Heng's group's traveling speed was much slower.
In Huo Feng's induction, the master of the Nine Exterminations was as hard as a mortal, stopping from time to time to catch his breath on the rugged mountain road. But it wasn't that he wanted to delay deliberately, but that his body really couldn't withstand such a rugged mountain road.
In order to take care of the frail Master Jiu Xie, Lu Heng and the others also slowed down.
It's just that although Master Jiu Mie is thin and staggering, like a bad old man who can be blown away by a gust of wind, neither Huo Feng nor Xiao Ai dare to disrespect.
Because when Lu Heng and Master Jiu Mie were talking with a smile, the contents of the conversation between the two were all profound and mysterious cultivation theories for Huo Feng and Xiao Ai.
Xiao Ai was okay, but Huo Feng listened intently, and even wished the Master of Nine Extinctions walked slower, so that he could hear more of the arguments between the Wolf God and the master.
Master Jiu Mie didn't hide it deliberately, and everyone knew that this skinny old monk who seemed weak was actually a hermit with a high level of cultivation.
He just hid his own divine power, and walked in the world with a mortal, thin body, cultivating his heart through calamities.
When it was time to camp at night, beside the bonfire, Lu Heng looked at the howling wind in the mountains and the cold moon in the night sky, and suddenly smiled.
"I don't know if the master knows the magic of Tianlei?"
Jiu Mie took a deep look at Lu Heng's Primordial Spirit incarnation, then smiled and said, "Please enlighten me."
Lu Heng laughed, his mind moved, and he saw that in the moonlight and cold Dragon Falling Mountain, there were strands of pitch-black clouds suddenly appearing out of thin air.
After those dark clouds appeared, they quickly gathered, and soon, a huge black and surging cloud of calamity was suspended above everyone's heads.
Among the clouds, there is a faint power of thunder.
Huo Feng huddled in the corner, watching this scene with a complicated expression.
Lu Heng said with a smile, "The power of thunder is unparalleled. Once it appears in the world, it is the power of thunder, which is difficult to hide."
"But Lu has been practicing recently, but he has some insights. Although he can't hide the power of the thunder, he also has some ideas... Master, please take a look."
After finishing speaking, a blazing white thunder suddenly flew out of Lu Heng's incarnation of the primordial spirit.
rumbling—
The violent power of robbery and punishment raged in the mountains.
But it seems to be weaker than expected...
When the old monk saw this scene, his eyes lit up, and he became interested.
He smiled and said, "It turns out that this is still the case? Although this technique is crude, it is contrary to the ordinary technique. I think it was derived by the fellow Daoist?"
Lu Heng nodded and said, "It's still in the groping stage, I wonder if Master can enlighten me?"
The old monk in front of him had the ability to hide his qi and hide his qi, and he was in a state of perfection. Lu Heng naturally smiled and asked for advice without concealing his motives.
And Jiu Mie also aroused curiosity, and laughed and discussed with Lu Heng the fierce power of Tianlei.
For the old monks, it is also a wonderful experience to be able to get close contact with the thunder of divine punishment, which is rarely seen by ordinary people.
What's more, now he can not only come into contact with the Thunder of Heaven's Punishment Tribulation, but can even listen to Lu Heng's detailed description of the uniqueness of the Thunder of Heaven's Punishment Tribulation.
One is curious about Tianlei, and the other is interested in concealing qi and hiding gods... One person and one wolf, so they fell into an eager discussion.
In the originally quiet Falling Dragon Mountain, from time to time the thunder of punishment flashed by.
The terrifying thunder light and the unparalleled might, frightened the beasts and birds in the mountains to flee, not daring to approach the area where the robbery clouds were surging.
And the people who were supposed to camp overnight, stayed in the camp because of one person and one wolf who were indulging in the exchange of Taoism and Dharma.
The lightning flashing thunder of divine punishment flickered in Lu Heng's hands, dissipated from time to time, and then reappeared, demonstrating the strangeness of the thunder to the old monk in front of him.
Chapter 138 The Dragon of Candle Yin (Part 1)
In the Falling Dragon Mountains covered in fog, the pitch-black robbery clouds surging silently, and the mighty power of Heavenly Punishment has already scared away all the beasts in the vicinity.
Now within the ten-mile radius that Lu Heng and the others are in, apart from some mosquitoes and ants, only Lu Heng and his party are living creatures.
On a cliff protruding from a huge rock, Lu Heng and Master Jiu Mie sat and talked.
Clouds surged around them and then dissipated. The blazing white light of the sky thunder appeared from time to time between the two of them.
Time, three days have passed.
Between the ten fingers of Master Jiu Mie, it was faintly charred.
That's the trace left by the wounds he was badly injured when he tried to touch the thunder when he was discussing the Tao.