Chapter 75: Step on the horse to break the green hills

"There are still four cakes. If one person eats one cake a day, we can still hold on for two days." Lei Wujie opened the package, thought for a while, and tore the cake in half in half. "If one person Eat half a piece, and you can last for four days." Lei Wujie handed the half-dry cake to Xiao Se.
Xiao Se had rolled his eyes enough in the past few days, took the half of the cake impatiently, and started chewing slowly.
Lei Wujie gulped, and ate half of the cake within a few clicks. He took out the kettle next to the saddle, and sighed after drinking a few sips of water, after putting down the kettle, "I'm still hungry."
Although a map was specially prepared this time, the two of them were still lost. They wandered in a mountain forest for several days and did not come to an end. There were only four poor breads left in the dry food that had been saved.
"Lei Wujie, I implore you to stay in Leijiapu after returning to Leimen this time. Don't go out ashamed, okay?" Xiao Se took a bite of the cake.
Lei Wujie smiled and said, "That's not the case. Walking around the rivers and lakes now is to be a chic and comfortable, no matter where you go. After returning to Thunder Gate this time, you have to do business."
"You still have business?" Xiao Se snorted disdainfully.
"Of course." Lei Wujie said loudly, "I'm a famous kid! Jianxian's brother!"
"Then this famous master, where is Qingcheng Mountain?" Xiao Se sneered.
Lei Wujie kicked his horse's belly violently and ran forward: "Run forward, keep running wild, running to the end of the day day and night, afraid that you won't see Qingcheng Mountain?" Xiao Se hurriedly followed, and the two ran wildly. After more than an hour, he finally felt that he had passed through this mountain and forest. Lei Wujie hurriedly reined in his horse, but suddenly many people appeared beside him, all of them heading to the front mountain pass. He looked at the mountain pass again, as if Standing two people dressed as Taoist priests, take a closer look. At the foot of the mountain, there is a stone stele with three characters clearly written on it.
Qingcheng Mountain.
"Here." Xiao Se rushed up.
Lei Wujie nodded, jumped off the horse, and sat down on a rock beside him.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Se stunned.
Lei Wujie opened the package, took out a big pie from it, and chewed it up, "When I finish eating this pie, I will go up the mountain when I have strength!"
Xiao Se was speechless, and so angry he sat down beside Lei Wujie and stretched out his right hand at him.
"What are you doing?" Lei Wujie was puzzled.
"Give me a piece of cake too!" Xiao Se angrily said.
But during the moment when Lei Wujie was eating the cake, Mount Qingcheng was shaking.
Sitting in the Qiankun Hall of Qingcheng Mountain, Zhao Yuzhen suddenly opened his eyes, and his voice trembled slightly: "Are you here?" He walked out of the door of the Qiankun Hall, closed his eyes and thought for a while, and then suddenly walked down the mountain.
Tao Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen has never taken a step down the mountain for more than 30 years since he was born on the day of his birth. In the past ten years, he has either retreated in the Palace of Universe or went to the top of the mountain to look at the clouds. He has never taken a step towards His Highness. But this time, he stepped down the steps step by step.
Zhao Yuzhen is really going down the mountain this time!
Four old men with white beards and hair stood in front of him.
"Yuzhen, you have to go down the mountain." The headed old man shouted solemnly.
"Uncle Yin." Zhao Yuzhen said deeply to the old man. The four people in front of them are the only four celestial masters left in the generation on Qingcheng Mountain, and they are also the uncle or uncle Zhao Yuzhen. Each of them has at least a realm above the realm of freedom. They blocked the way, clearly not wanting Zhao Yuzhen to go down the mountain.
But Zhao Yuzhen just sighed slightly: "I feel she is coming."
"Do you know what it means for you to go down the mountain?" the old man frowned.
"So what?" Zhao Yuzhen smiled, his figure flashed, and he passed the four heavenly masters. Before the four celestial masters had time to react, Zhao Yuzhen had already started walking down the mountain.
The old man sighed: "Yuzhen!"
Zhao Yuzhen waved his hand gently.
But two figures rushed down the mountain before Zhao Yuzhen!
Feixuan said anxiously: "Little Master, stop Master Zu, he must not go down the mountain!"
Li Fansong cursed: "Why don't you stop it? The four ancestors can't stop it, you want me to stop it?"
Feixuan wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Then drive away the people under the mountain!"
Zhao Yuzhen walked solemnly and slowly step by step, giving Li Fansong and Feixuan a chance, and the two immediately passed him and ran down the mountain. But Zhao Yuzhen smiled. With their current skills, how could they stop the little fairy. But almost twenty years have passed, the little fairy has also become a big fairy.
At this time Lei Wujie finally finished eating the cake and turned on his horse. Xiao Se wondered: "We are going up the mountain, why are you still on the horse?"
"I don't walk up slowly step by step. The Taoist priest surnamed Zhao has let down my sister for so many years, so I will have a horse and step through this Qingcheng Mountain! Drive!" Lei Wujie knocked his horse's hard and directed at Qingcheng Mountain. Rushed away.
Xiao Se angrily said: "You are so ruined, my horse!"
"Come!" Feixuan stopped, and a horse in the distance seemed to be crazy, rushing towards the mountain, he hurriedly picked up the dragon's power, and gently pushed forward with his hand.
Lei Wujie only felt that the horse running wild under his crotch suddenly stopped as if hitting a wall, but he was thrown out heavily.
"Listen to the rain!" Lei Wujie yelled angrily. He heard the rain sword unsheathed behind him. He stepped on the sword, walked with the sword, and continued flying towards the mountain.
"You stop it!" Li Fansong waved his right hand, holding the peach wood sword at the waist of a Taoist man on duty beside him, leaping up, and slashing at Lei Wujie.
Fei Xuan stretched out his hand to bit his finger and quickly drew a talisman in the air, only to hear the roaring sound of a lion. The talisman turned into a shadow of a lion and ran towards Lei Wujie.
The immeasurable Tiangang sword, Taiyi Lion Art. Both of them used their skills from the beginning.
Lei Wujie thought to himself, this Qingcheng Mountain is really unreasonable, he is just riding a horse and want to step on the mountain, so he must use such a killer to deal with himself? He dodges Li Fansong's sword sideways, then punched the lion's phantom to pieces.
Li Fansong failed with a single sword, then swung another sword, another sword, and Lei Wujie three swords in a row. This mahogany sword was borrowed by him at will. It was better to sculpt it by himself. It hadn't been injected with his immeasurable celestial energy, and it was very fragile. After three swords, it shattered. He shouted angrily: "Sword formation!"
I saw that the peach wood swords around the waists of the Taoist priests standing around were all unsheathed instantly, and about ten swords fell on his head. He waved vigorously, and then shouted: "Sword falls!" The ten swords were pouring toward Lei Wujie like rain. Lei Wujie finally took a free look at the other party, and said in surprise: "You are not..." Before he could finish his words, Jian Yu had already arrived. Lei Wujie had to forcefully swung the killing sword behind him.
"Gaoge listens to the rain."
"Thunder on the ground!"
There was a thunder, and the ten peach wood swords were instantly smashed, and the peach wood chips fell down. Lei Wujie put away the two swords, looked up at Li Fansong who had recognized his swordsmanship, and smiled: "Dengtian Pavilion joined forces in the past. Have you forgotten the love of the war? Brother Li, I just stepped on to Qingcheng Mountain. Brother Li is going to kill me."
Li Fansong and Feixuan were both stunned: "Why are you?"
There was also a voice behind them: "Who are you!"
Li Fansong and Feixuan hurriedly turned their heads, only to see Zhao Yuzhen, who was wearing a celestial robe, frowned tightly, looked at Lei Wujie, and asked in confusion.