I, Ding Xiu, am the number one killer of Gu Long Martial Arts!

Chapter 394 Mulangjun, a good tour guide!
With unspeakable surprise, Mr. Mulang was horrified and screamed. At this moment, an unprecedented fear seemed to appear on the face of the zombie like rotten wood.

I have been afraid of it all my life, just waiting for it to slip away, but I never thought that it would suddenly happen at this moment!

"boom!"

The Yin and Yang True Gang exploded with force. As Ding Xiu slowly raised his hand, the majestic Gang Jin swept out like a torrent, and in just an instant, it enveloped Mulangjun's entire body. .

"Uh-huh."

Faced with the unprecedented impact of the majestic force, even a top master like Murangjun, who is the best in the world, could not control his body shape. His whole body flew backwards like a kite with its string broken. out.

He retreated dozens of feet away, as if he was in the clouds and mist, drifting away without knowing why, but at the moment of despair, a hand seemed to reach out from nothingness on his back, and pressed against his on the back.

"Uh"

Hearing another groan, the retreating figure had stopped. Mulangjun was surprised to see that Ding Xiu was no longer in front of his eyes. There was no doubt that at this moment, the person holding his figure from behind was no one else. yes
"Ding, you won't kill me?"

When Mr. Mulang spoke, his words were clearly filled with bitterness.

"Killing you means nothing to me."

Ding Xiu said calmly: "Actually, you shouldn't ambush me here. If you were smart enough to go further and wait longer, and wait until the news about the five-color sailboat spread, maybe you wouldn't have done this. Such a reckless thing.”

"Um?!"

Hearing this, Mr. Mulang couldn't help but be stunned, but he was not an ordinary person after all, and he quickly realized what happened. After he left, there were other things that happened on the five-color sailboat.

Ding Xiudao: "I don't want to talk nonsense with you, I just want to ask you one thing, and the answer to this matter will be related to your future destiny. I believe you will not let me down."

Mulangjun smiled bitterly and said: "I am a knife and a fish for you. Just ask me about anything. For the sake of my own life, I will definitely satisfy you as much as possible."

"very good."

Ding Xiu was not polite and immediately asked, "Do you know where the White Water Palace is?"

"This"

Hearing this, Mr. Mulang hesitated for a moment, but still responded truthfully: "We both belong to the Five Elements Demon Palace, so of course I know where the White Water Palace is." At this point, he seemed to have thought of something, and he paused for a moment before turning to: : "You want me to take you to Whitewater Palace?"

"clever."

Ding Xiu smiled and replied: "It's not in vain that I traded the magic power of wedding clothes to you on the five-color sailboat. If you can't even think of this, then there is no need to live. Do you understand?"

"clear."

Two words, a bitter answer. If he hadn't felt a fatal threat, as the leader of the green forest, how would he have understood such a thing, but now, he could only make a smart choice.

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Ding Xiu urged: "Although I'm not in a hurry, don't always try to test my patience. Otherwise, I can't guarantee whether I will change my mind."

"Your Majesty, please come with me."

Hearing Ding Xiu's threatening words, Mulangjun didn't dare to hesitate at all. He quickly led the way and led Ding Xiu straight to Baishui Palace.

Both of them are martial arts masters, not to mention Ding Xiu. Even though Mulangjun is already the top master in the world, although he is not good at light kung fu, he is still much better than ordinary martial arts people.

In about a day, the two of them came to a town where there was a secret sentry of the Aoki Palace. After getting Ding Xiu's permission, Mr. Mulang handed the gale ointment to the disciples of the Aoki Palace and sent it to the Aoki Palace to treat his father, and then Just now he took Ding Xiu on his way.

The distance from the seaside to Whitewater Palace is very long. They have been traveling continuously for several days. The speed of the two of them is already very fast, but it is still not faster than the speed of message transmission. After all, there are always some things in this world that are faster than human movements. Even if he is not faster than Ding Xiu, there is still no problem in being faster than Mulangjun.

It was only after receiving this news that Mr. Mulang understood what Ding Xiu had said before.

But it turns out that just in these few days, a piece of news has spread: the most famous swordsman at home and abroad, the owner of the five-color sailboat, Ziyihou Qianli, sent a letter to the man in white who was crossing the sea to the east!

The place for the decisive battle is on the coast of the East China Sea!
The two most famous swordsmen in the world today are about to face off on the shores of the East China Sea. The spread of this news will cause such a huge sensation and have such wide implications that it will never happen in Lu Xiaofeng's world, between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng. In the battle at the top of the Forbidden City.

Almost overnight, like wind blowing rain and dew, and snow falling on the ground, the news immediately spread throughout the world.

All warriors in the world, as long as there is still a squirt of blood in their chests and a trace of their heart for martial arts, after hearing the news, they all put down what they were doing, and it was like a drinker throwing a glass, a gambler giving up, and the hero resting. Even the enemies of life and death stopped fighting for the time being and rushed towards the coast of the East China Sea. One by one, they seemed to be able to leave everything behind and not want to miss this rare battle in a century.

And just as the warriors in the martial arts world were excited about this grand martial arts event, a once-in-a-century war, Mulangjun took Ding Xiu to a small mountain village.

At this time, it was late at night and everyone was asleep.

The two lived in a small inn at the foot of a mountain near a mountain village. Although the window of the guest room faced the starry sky, it also faced endless darkness.

Outside the window, there is a wild bamboo forest not far away. The chaotic and dense bamboo forest cannot leak out the starlight. Only the rustling sound of the night wind blowing the branches and leaves can be heard from the dark bamboo forest.

Behind the bamboo forest are the undulating mountains, which is also the destination of their trip, Taihang Mountain!
Ding Xiu sighed and said, "Is Baishui Palace located in the mountain?"

"Yes."

Mulangjun gave an affirmative answer without hesitation, because he knew very well that before he could compete with Ding Xiu's strength, the only thing he could do was to obey. Only in this way could he save his life.

Ding Xiu had no intention of killing him. He practiced the Dead Wood Technique and was a good candidate to practice the Divine Art of Marriage Clothes. He couldn't waste it, so he raised his eyebrows and asked: "We are already here. Where is the White Water Palace? It's time for you to do it." Speak out."

Mulangjun said nothing and jumped out of the window, followed closely by Ding Xiu. The two came to the foot of the mountain. Mulangjun said slowly: "You raise your head first."

Ding Xiu did not doubt that he was there, and slowly raised his head. Wherever he looked, he saw only stars in the sky and the silhouettes of towering mountains. He couldn't help but frown and said, "So what if I raise my head?"

Mr. Mulang didn't answer and asked, "What did you see?"

Ding Xiudao: "The sky, the stars, the clouds, the mountains?!" As soon as he mentioned this, he immediately frowned again: "I know what you mean, the White Water Palace is in the Taihang Mountains, but how big is the Taihang Mountains? I'm afraid it's not an easy task to find the location of the White Water Palace in the vast mountains. "Panasonic asked the boy, "Tell the teacher to go collect the medicine."

"Only in this mountain, I don't know where the clouds are."

Mr. Mulang sighed and said: "As you said, the Taihang Mountains stretch for hundreds of miles. If you don't know the specific location, it will not be easy to find the location of the White Water Palace by yourself. What's more, the White Water Palace is Even if ordinary people search every mountain peak, they will not be able to find the secret.”

"Ugh"

Hearing this, Ding Xiu immediately sighed and said: "It seems that if I want to go to Baishui Palace as I wish, I must have you as my guide to lead the way."

Mr. Mulang nodded and said, "Not bad."

Ding Xiu sighed and said, "Actually, you don't have to be so nervous. I'm teaching you how to practice the magical art of wedding clothes along the way. Isn't that enough to show that I don't want your life?"

Mr. Mulang lowered his head and said, "I cannot put my life in the hands of others."

"understood."

Ding Xiu was not angry, but nodded in agreement and praised: "You are indeed a smart man. In this case, let's go back and rest, and go up the mountain again tomorrow morning." As he spoke, he turned around and returned to the inn. .

Mulangjun followed him obediently, without any intention of taking the opportunity to escape. Obviously, he had recognized the reality, and now he could only have a chance to escape by fulfilling his promise and taking Ding Xiu to Whitewater Palace.

There was no words all night, and in the blink of an eye it was dawn.

Fog, thick fog, shrouded in fog, shrouded the entire mountain forest. This is the peak of the Taihang Mountains, surrounded by milky white fog. Ding Xiu went up the mountain in the thick fog in the early morning, always surrounded by thick fog. .

At this moment, the mountain was so high that he couldn't even tell whether it was a cloud? Or fog? Although Mr. Mulang was following him, Ding Xiu couldn't help but feel lonely and desolate in his heart while standing on this high mountain in the mist.

Looking around, everywhere you look, there are majestic mountain shadows everywhere. The towering peaks look indescribably misty and unreal in the mist. Nothing he saw in his eyes seemed to be real anymore. Even Mr. Mulang standing next to him seemed so far away.

At this moment, it seemed that the only real thing left was himself. The feeling in his heart was a strange feeling that could not be described in any words.

There is only one last way left.

The destination is close at hand.

The anticipation for many days has come to an end, and everything in his fantasy has become reality. However, reality has suddenly become so illusory. He feels slightly confused and lonely, but a trace of excitement and excitement inevitably arises in his heart. Suddenly , he turned around and asked Mr. Mulang: "Where should we go next?"

At this moment, Mr. Mulang seemed a little intoxicated. After hearing Ding Xiu's inquiry, he pointed upward without hesitation. However, when Ding Xiu looked along his finger, he only saw a thick fog.

Yes, Murang-kun is only referring to the fog, the fog that is so thick that it has liquefied. Apart from the thick fog, nothing else can be seen at all.

Ding Xiu frowned subconsciously and said, "Are you sure you didn't take the wrong path?"

"impossible!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Mr. Mulang immediately responded: "You don't have to believe me, but you have to believe in the long-standing grudge between Qingmu Palace and Baishui Palace. This grudge will not lie."

"what!"

Hearing this, Ding Xiu couldn't help but let out a loud laugh: "That makes sense, but there is no road where you are pointing, there is only fog."

"is it?"

Mr. Mulang replied noncommittally: "Your Majesty is not a mortal, and you must know that the fairy palace in mythology should naturally be on the Mist Peak."

"The Peak of Mist?"

"Not bad!"

Faced with Ding Xiu's surprise, Mulangjun immediately murmured: "The mountain peaks of fog are floating in the void."

"I see."

Ding Xiu finally understood, and at this moment, as a gentle mountain breeze passed by, a halo of light, a colorful halo, gradually appeared in the endless fog.

The halo becomes larger and larger, and the color becomes more and more gorgeous. Countless mountain peaks, large and small, float in this brilliant and colorful halo. They seem like spiritual mountains, among which there are immortals going in and out of the sky, reaching into the universe. .

Everything is placed between existence and non-being, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

This is truly a mythical beauty, breathtakingly beautiful, so beautiful that one cannot help but worship this mysterious wonder of creation, it is extremely majestic and magnificent.

Without saying a word, Mulangjun said that Neiyuan Luck had reached its peak. His body was trembling slightly, as if he was afraid of something. In comparison, Ding Xiu seemed much calmer. Perhaps this was the result of his strong strength. Come with absolute confidence.

Where the golden light shines ahead, an unparalleled and magnificent scene appears. Amidst the rolling clouds and mist, a road with countless stone steps miraculously appears in the mist. Under this light, the golden light shines brightly. Dazzling. The countless stone steps are also shining like white jade and gold.

The mist is miserable and the white clouds are thick. This golden, seemingly endless stone staircase goes straight up. Even with Ding Xiu's ability, he can't see the end of the stone staircase with all his eyes.

This golden road with jade steps seems to lead directly to the fairyland in myths and legends!

Mulangjun looked at this foggy ladder and couldn't help but sigh: "This is the mountain of fog, this is the miracle of fog. It is hidden in the thick fog all year round. It only appears once a day, and only once every time." Just a moment."

"Such a wonderful sight, truly extraordinary!"

After traveling through several worlds, this was the first time he saw such a strange scenery. When Ding Xiu saw it, he couldn't help but sigh: The heaven and earth are mysterious and the creation is divine!

This is not only a natural miracle between heaven and earth, but also a brilliant crystallization of human wisdom and power. Hidden in this misty ladder world, it is no wonder that the White Water Palace has become the most mysterious and ethereal sect in the world. If nothing else, it is Viewing from this mountain gate is enough to give people endless fantasies.

Ordinary people in this world will probably think that the golden ladder in front of them is a road to immortality, which can lead directly to the fairyland palace in myths and legends, and those who can live in the fairy palace are naturally among the gods and immortals, which are beyond the reach of ordinary people. .
(End of this chapter)