Retrograde fairy way

The Gulong Mountains are located in the east of Qingshanfang City, where many monks search for natural treasures.

"Cough, fellow Daoist Wang is indeed a believer!" Ponturi's voice came leisurely from a hidden place at the foot of the mountain.

"Fellow Daoist Pang is also very punctual!" Seeing the fat body, Wang Mo's eyes flashed and he said calmly.

"Hehe, it's not too late, let's go!" Pontury smiled, and offered a plantain fan between his fingers. Under the attention of Pontury's vitality, the small emerald green fan swelled and turned into a length of ten feet in the wind. giant fan.

Pang Tuli nodded slightly to Wang Mo, and his fat body appeared on the plantain fan without moving.

The corners of Wang Mo's mouth curled up, he slapped the storage bag and sacrificed a long knife spiritual weapon, jumped onto the back of the knife, and galloped out with Ponturi, heading towards the interior of the mountain range.

As foundation-building cultivators, the two of them flew at a fast speed. Many cultivators outside the mountains only saw two streamers passing by, but they were nowhere to be seen.

With his spiritual sense, Pontuli detected that Wang Mo had been hanging not far behind him. While secretly surprised in his heart, he faintly increased his speed, wanting to see how Wang Mo's cultivation was.

Not long after, the distance between the two was widened until Wang Mo's figure was no longer visible. Pontuli held down the escape speed and waited for Wang Mo's appearance in front, but the inexplicable color flashed in his eyes from time to time, showing his heart. It's not as peaceful as it appears on the surface.

"Huh, Fellow Daoist Pang's cultivation level is so high, I admire it!" After a while, Wang Mo gasped slightly while controlling the spirit weapon. Although he was not exhausted, he seemed to be unable to continue traveling so fast.

"Hehe, this deity is in a hurry and forgets fellow daoist, so it's no wonder!" Pontury laughed, and quickly waved his plump palms, saying apologetically.

"How could it be? It's just that I'm not good at cultivation! Let's continue on our way!" Wang Mo said with an embarrassed expression on his face, but he sneered secretly in his heart.

Previously at the agreed place, Ponturi hid in the dark. He clearly saw him coming, but he couldn't hide all the time. This time, he suddenly increased his speed and deliberately waited here. Obviously, he had a tentative heart.

In this way, the two spent several days with their own minds, flying non-stop, and met many monks who had experienced treasure hunting in the Gulong Mountains. In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, they were all avoided by the two.

In a hidden place, the two of them pressed down the light and fell to the ground to meditate to recover. After all, even a foundation-building cultivator cannot keep on going.

In the early morning of the next day, Ponturi looked at Wang Mo who was still recovering from meditation not far away, and an inexplicable smile flashed on his fat face from time to time, but he didn't move extra, just quietly waiting for him to recover.

"Huh!" Not long after, Wang Mo slowly opened his eyes, seeing that Ponturi had already packed it up, his face flashed with embarrassment, he put away the defensive array on the ground, and walked towards him.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, take out the things!" Pontur said with a grin.

"What? What is the meaning of Fellow Daoist Pang?" Wang Mo's face tightened, and his expression of shock and anger suddenly appeared.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Wang, don't be nervous, I'm also blaming this deity for not explaining clearly!" Seeing his expression, Pontu smiled even more intensely, and thought to himself: "It really is a young child, but he was dazzled by the benefits!"

As he spoke, he took out a semicircular black iron piece from the storage bag, which looked exactly the same as the one in Wang Mo's hand.

Seeing this situation, Wang Mo heaved a sigh of relief, as if a big stone had fallen from his heart, he was no longer as nervous as before, and hurriedly took out another piece of iron from the storage bag.

Suddenly, the two iron plates, which had not moved at first, began to tremble slightly, and then emitted a faint red brilliance, which automatically separated from the palms of the two and slowly floated towards each other.

"Crack clap!"

There was a clicking sound, and the two iron plates, which were inconspicuous before, turned into a palm-sized bronze mirror with gossip patterns printed on it.

Looking at the vision in front of him, Ponturi's eyes flashed with joy, and he peeked at Wang Mo who was being attracted by the bronze mirror, the cold expression on his face flashed away, but he didn't move extra.

"This... this..." At this time, Wang Mo seemed to be stunned by the vision in front of him, and he stuttered a little. He pointed to the floating bronze mirror with one hand, and looked at Pangtuli with wide eyes.

"Hehe, these two things seem inconspicuous when they are separated, but they are really rare treasures to lock spirit disks! At the beginning..." Seeing Wang Mo's surprised expression, Pangtuli explained with a smile, but suddenly Keep your mouth shut.

However, Wang Mo seemed to be attracted by what was in front of him, and he didn't intend to continue asking.

It's a long story, but in the blink of an eye, the spirit-locking plate suddenly glowed brilliantly. Seeing this, Pontouri seemed to have been prepared, and waved a piece of powder to cover the spirit-locking plate.

Watching it fly forward rapidly, it disappeared from the sight of the two in the blink of an eye.

The two didn't dare to be negligent, so they hurriedly sacrificed their spiritual weapons and chased after them with all their strength. Fortunately, it was daytime, otherwise such movement would definitely cause trouble.

"Boom!"

There was a deafening sound of running water in the distance, and the two rays of light suddenly stopped, revealing the figures of the two.

"Huchi! Huchi!"

Pontuli and Wang Mo were in a state of embarrassment, and their faces were exhausted. It was obvious that they had suffered a lot in the past few days.

Looking at the turbulent and turbulent river in front of him, Ponturi's fat face seemed to be thinner, and his face flashed with joy: "It's finally here!"

Wang Mo, who seemed to be lying on the ground beside him, heard his words, and Gu Lu turned over to check the surrounding environment.

In the eyes, the waves are flying like a silver dragon's big river, coiled around a small but strangely rocky mountain, passing through it, like a dragon looming and seeing the head but not the end, the huge stones lie in the room, like The giant tiger roared.

Seeing this situation, Wang Mo's heart shuddered: "The tiger dominates the dragon!"

Ever since there was a method of spiritual cultivation in the world, various ways of cultivation have been extended, and the Dao of Formation is one of them.

All changes are inseparable from the principle, Tao follows nature, which means that all cultivation methods come from nature, and this formation is no exception.

Among them, the most powerful one is the formation formed naturally by heaven and earth.

But looking at the momentum of the tiger dominating the dragon, with Wang Mo's eyesight at this time, he can naturally see that there are traces of artificial carvings inside, but this does not prevent him from seeing the danger of this place.

Obviously, this place was arranged by a formation master!

In addition to the many performances of Ponturi, and the rare treasure of the spirit lock plate, it is not difficult to imagine that this place is likely to be the cave of a formation master.

Wang Mo's face was panting, and his mind was spinning, but he thought about the matter.

At the beginning, when Pang Tuli and Yang Zhi brothers were going out for training, they accidentally broke into this place.

At that time, the two of them were only in the late stage of Qi refining, and the foundation building was far away. They had gone through untold hardships to come here, and with the many treasures they had obtained, they succeeded in building the foundation in one fell swoop.

But it was so dangerous that it was hard to imagine how they could escape safely.

"Fellow Daoist Pang, now that you're here, can you explain it to me?" Wang Mo straightened his clothes and looked at Pang Tuli with a happy face.

"Hey, it's natural!" Seeing Wang Mo's question, Pang Tuli thought for a while and smiled and said, "Many years ago, my deity and senior brother Yang Zhi found this place by chance. It's also a great chance for me to get here. The treasure enabled the two of us to succeed in building the foundation, from the outer disciples of the sect to the inner disciples in one fell swoop!"

While talking, Ponturi showed nostalgia on his face, and sighed, "Hey, it's because we were not greedy enough. We didn't cultivate enough at the beginning, so we came together to investigate the rest of the place, but Senior Brother Yang Zhi was surprised. die!"

Wang Mo looked at Ponturi's reddened eyes, and comforted him, "You should not worry too much, Fellow Daoist Pang, we monks are not immortals after all, how can there be immortals?"

"Hehe, what Wang Daoyou said is that the deity has a photo, and this is the cave of a senior. As long as we search it out, we may have further possibilities!" Pontu's expression changed, which was meaningful road.

Hearing this, Wang Mo's eyes brightened, as if he couldn't wait to rush into the mountains to find it.

Seeing this, Ponturi smiled secretly, but didn't say much.

The two looked at each other with their own thoughts, and they took out the elixir and began to restore their vitality. After a few hours, the two of them drove the spiritual weapon and headed into the mountain.

In an open place, Ponturi took something out of his arms.

Wang Mo looked at it, but it was a small turquoise snake, a pair of small blue eyes, and a triangular mouth with scarlet letters vomited from time to time, which made people feel fearful.

Wang Mo thought to himself: "So that's the case, no wonder he was able to find this place!"

This little snake is called the Cuijin Python. Although it bears the name of a boa constrictor, it is small and unusually small. It has a strong sense of special smells. It will swallow clouds and mist in life. It only feeds on poisonous insects. It is extremely ferocious. A very rare second-order spiritual creature, but somehow it was tamed by Ponturi.

Come to think of it, the reason why Ponturi was able to keep up with the Suo Lingpan must be due to the little snake's pursuit.

Sure enough, Pontury stroked the snake's head lightly, then put it into the ground.

"Hehe, don't be surprised, Fellow Daoist Wang, this snake is the darling of this deity, and it cannot be seen as a stranger!" Seeing Wang Mo's inquiring expression, Pang Tuli chuckled.

Wang Mo rolled his eyes secretly in his heart, but said in his mouth: "Where is it, but I really don't know what this little snake is, but seeing how cherished it is by Daoist friends, can it be a kind of precious beast in my next solution? ?”

"Haha, what kind of precious beast is it? It's just that this snake has been with me since I was a child, and I only have a keen sense of smell. It's not a very powerful thing!" Pontury blinked and laughed.

Seeing that Ponturi didn't want to say more, Wang Mo looked a little disappointed, but what he thought in his heart was unknown to outsiders.

While the two were talking, the emerald golden python twisted its small body, first probed several times, and the snake letter hissed, then it chose a direction and galloped rapidly.

"go!"

Not daring to delay, the two rushed to catch up.

Along the way, the two of them were brought by the emerald gold python, and they avoided many hidden formations, but they were also terrified by the hidden formations that appeared from time to time.

From time to time, huge boulder pits, hob sharp arrows, wind blade hail, can be described as countless.

Although Ponturi has not explained much, Wang Mo is more certain about the previous guess.