Strange World Little Cooking Saint

Chapter 1132: Yumantang (Twenty-six)

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The speed of the carriage was very fast, and they were still within the range of the Monster Beast King City during the day, and when the dusk fell, they arrived at Xianji Cliff a hundred thousand miles away.

Xianji Cliff was originally a huge stone monument, but later the wind and sand piled up and gradually became a mountain. The front and side of the mountain are very smooth, with poems and swords on it, all of which are traces of real immortals.

After the immortal takes the last step, he will leave behind a ray of great blessing for future generations, whether he can not come out depends on personal chance.

Therefore, Xianji Cliff has become a must-see place for everyone and monsters. Later, there were fewer monsters, and the human race could only sneak here if they wanted to come here.

But recently there have been more cases.

Because of the large number of people, Xianji Cliff has formed a pool city as early as a thousand years ago. Now that the dynasty has changed, monsters and beasts also gather here, which is very lively.

When Wen Heng and Shi Yu appeared, they attracted the attention of many monsters.

There is no other reason, they did not hide their aura, and they came to the monster's lair majesticly as a human race, and the monsters with a little more sensitive perception couldn't help but look at them.

"Human race?" A monster jumped down, stopped them, and said resolutely: "Human race is not welcome here, you go away."

"Most of the traces on Xianji Cliff are left by the predecessors of the human race, why should we not be welcomed?" Shi Yu said.

"If you don't welcome it, you don't welcome it. How can there be so much nonsense!" The monster said, took out its knife and slashed at the horse's head, trying to scare off the two unknown human races.

It is very shrewd, and it also knows that it is impossible for ordinary human races to come here so swaggeringly, so it didn't think of a frontal conflict, and just wanted to kill the horse and threaten it.

However, before its knife even got close to the horse's head, it shattered. Before it could react, the horse's hoof raised, and it was kicked out directly.

This scene made the surrounding monsters jump down and surrounded the carriage and the two people on the carriage.

"Have you forgotten that this is the territory of our monsters now?" The one with the highest cultivation level said while clenching his fists.

"The territory of the monster?" Wen Heng, who was leaning on the cushion and covering his face with the book, took the book down, and with a gesture of his hand, he pinched the neck of the monster who spoke just now, "You said that?"

The monster was not prepared at all, and its life fell into the hands of others. It was terrified for a while, but when it thought of its backer, it was still a little bit stubborn, "Of course."

With a "click", its neck was crushed.

"Tell the person in charge here to meet me at Xianji Cliff." Wen Heng threw the body away, wiped his hands, and the carriage continued to drive forward, but this time no monster dared to stop it.

The one who just died was a well-known strong man here. With just one move, they will end up dead, which makes them afraid.

The carriage drove forward for about two miles and arrived at Xianji Cliff.

At the foot of the mountain, looking at the majestic stele in front of him, Shi Yu understood why all the practitioners came here.

She, a cultivator who is not considered a cultivator, can faintly feel the supreme determination of the writing on the cliff, let alone those cultivators who are proficient in this way.

"The words above were written by more than one senior," Wen Heng said, "With the blessing of the Dao, ordinary people can't get close to it. Only semi-holy and strong people are qualified to get closer. If you can touch the cliff, it means that your cultivation has been completed. Next, we will practice here."