Binding National Luck: Summon Black Myth Wukong at the beginning

The girl nodded solemnly,

Although she is very talented, she is not proud of it, and even when she encounters danger, she is much more cautious than ordinary people.

This is why the old man dared to bring the girl out alone.

Although the Buzhou Mountain in front of me looks not far away, it is actually separated by several mountains.

The mountains are rolling and rolling, and the road is dangerous. If it is not for the two people's cultivation level is not low, otherwise they may not be able to make it alive.

After all, there is no way for them to go here, and the roar of wild beasts can be heard from time to time around.

After half an hour,
The two successfully arrived at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

Looking up at Mount Buzhou in front of her, the girl looked extremely excited, and her curiosity grew stronger.

Against the backdrop of the mountains, Buzhou Mountain looks unusually tall.

But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that in the middle of Buzhou Mountain, there is an uneven crack. The crack extends from top to bottom to the abyss, which is bottomless.

Due to the existence of cracks, Buzhou Mountain is like a cracked porcelain, full of mystery and sense of time.

In addition,

At the top of the cracked mountain, miraculously, water flowed out. Because of the crack in the mountain, the water flow seemed to be cut off from it, and fell along the crack, forming a waterfall.

From a distance, it looks more like the blood of Buzhou Mountain has been cut off, and the water flow is the blood of Buzhou Mountain.

At the foot of the waterfall, a river has converged, like a winding snake, extending into the distance.

Not far from the waterfall,

A large number of people have gathered.

These people have different clothes and different influences, but their goals are the same.

Over there is the forbidden area in the Buzhou Mountain.

Pointing at the crowd in the distance, the girl asked curiously, "Grandpa, who are they?"

The old man patiently explained one by one: "Do you see the group of men on the left, all of them are tall and strong, and they look full of energy.

They are disciples of the Tiger Sect, and their unique move is to kill a tiger.

And this is still the strength before cultivation. "

"So powerful?" The girl could not close her mouth in surprise.

The probability of a grown man beating a tiger single-handedly does not exceed 0.1%, and this 0.1% is because the tiger is too full and the probability of being stuffed to death.

simply put,
It is impossible for a man to beat a full-grown tiger.

However, these disciples of the Tiger Sect were able to defeat the tiger with mortal bodies, which is really amazing.

"Then grandpa, who is stronger between our Heavenly Sword Sect and their Tiger Sect?" the girl asked hastily.

"Our Heavenly Sword Sect mainly focuses on swords. If we had weapons, even three or four members of the Tiger Sect would not be able to defeat us.

But if they were unarmed, it is estimated that the five of us would not be their opponents. "

The old man's answer was very pertinent, and at the same time, he also told the pros and cons of it.

After finishing speaking, the old man turned his head to look at the girl, emphasizing kindly:

"So, not only do you have to train your sword hard, but you also have to train your body, so that you can go further, and at the same time, your strength will not be greatly reduced due to the loss of weapons."

Hearing this, the girl nodded thoughtfully.

"In addition to the Tiger Sect, there are also the Backer Sect and the Changxuan Pavilion, but these are not the point!"

"Is the focus on Xunxiansi?"

The young girl was very smart, and immediately thought of what the old man was referring to.

"Yeah." The old man nodded with a smile, "Be smart later, talk less and read more."

approach,

The people from Xunxian Division took the lead to greet him.

The visitor was a young man, about 27 years old, wearing Xunxiansi's unique costume, somewhat similar to a future soldier.

It perfectly combines high technology and fantasy cultivation.

While looking at the old man and the girl, the man also checked the monitor on his left wrist.

"The two are Li Xiaoyao, the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and Li Wan'er, his disciple?"

The man's tone was very cold, he didn't follow the old man because he was the head of the sect, nor did he feel sorry for the young girl because she was beautiful.

The old man Li Xiaoyao hurriedly cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I am indeed Li Xiaoyao." After speaking, he pointed to the young girl Li Wan'er beside him, "This is also my granddaughter Li Wan'er."

Li Xiaoyao kept his posture very low, almost on the same level as men.

Li Wan'er on the side was a little unhappy, not because of the man's bad attitude, but because her grandfather Li Xiaoyao was too weak.

In her mind, her grandfather Li Xiaoyao is omnipotent, no one in this world can compare to her grandfather, not even her father.

The only one who can compare is Ye Feng.

"Well, you are also in the invitation quota this time, go over there first and wait." After speaking, the man pointed to the open space on the other side.

"Thank you."

After Li Xiaoyao thanked him, he took Li Wan'er and left.

How can I say that Li Xiaoyao is also the head of the sect, before he even approached, someone else came to strike up a conversation.

"Master Li, why did you always come in person this time, where is that boy Li Hanjie?"

The person who came forward to strike up a conversation was a middle-aged man, about 50 years old, wearing a suit. He didn't seem to be here for treasure hunting at all, but rather for a blind date.

And Li Hanjie is Li Wan'er's father and Li Xiaoyao's son.

Li Xiaoyao stopped, looked at the middle-aged man, and responded with a smile:

"Han Jie just went abroad some time ago to do some errands, and it may take a while to come back. I haven't seen your father for a long time. How is he recently?"

"My father is fine, and he often talks about Master Li to the younger generation."

"Hahaha, when I'm done with this business, I'll pay a personal visit to that old guy."

During the conversation with the middle-aged man, the smile on Li Xiaoyao's face never stopped, especially when talking about the middle-aged man's father, the smile became more and more real.

"Oh, that's right," Li Xiaoyao slapped his forehead, and then lightly patted Li Wan'er's back, with a pleasant expression: "Xiao Ni, this is your Uncle Lin, who has been playing with your father Han Jie since he was a child." big."

"Hello, Uncle Lin." Li Wan'er quickly called out softly and politely.

"Okay, okay, okay, hahaha." Lin Han said "Hello" three times, and looked at Li Wan'er with more appreciation.

This is not only because of Li Waner's sweet appearance, but more importantly, Li Waner's talent.

As a good friend of Li Hanjie, Lin Han has naturally heard of Li Wan'er and knows a lot about her.

It's just that I haven't had time to get to know this junior for many years.

"Xiao Ni should be eighteen this year, right? It's just two years younger than my nephew Meng Hao. If there is a chance, we must meet the two little guys. Maybe they can become good friends like me and Han Jie."

"Is it Meng Hao from the Backing Mountain Sect?" Li Wan'er blinked her big, watery eyes.

"Hahaha, that's right, you, Uncle Lin, and I are the deacon of the Backing Mountain Sect." Lin Han accepted the words with a smile.