"Get off the horse."

Bai Musheng said that he first stepped down from the horse's back, and ye Ziheng also jumped off the horse's back.

"Master hundred, are we practicing here?"

Bai Musheng looks at ye Ziheng with a faint smile on his face.

"No, just give the horses a rest and eat some grass. We'll walk up the rest of the way."

With that, he began to walk forward with ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng saw this and showed a helpless expression on his face.

As expected, his cultivation is not so simple as he guessed.

After walking for about ten minutes, ye Ziheng and Bai Musheng passed through the forest periphery and entered the interior. Not far away, a not very high mountain peak fell into ye Ziheng's eyes.

The mountain looks like it should be about a kilometer, but what's strange is that the top of his mountain is not a sharp one, but a flat one with some irregular appearance. Not enough in the above is still full of flowers and plants, a green with a little colorful flowers as embellishment, especially pleasing to the eyes.

"That's Mount Luoyan."

Bai Musheng looks at the mountain that ye Ziheng is staring at and shows a faint smile on his face.

Ye Ziheng couldn't help being stunned. Mount Luoyan? The flowers and trees all over the mountain can't even see a spark. Can it be called Luoyan mountain? Even if it doesn't reach the level of Flaming Mountain in journey to the west, at least one or two fires are needed.

"Don't think about it. When you get to the top of the mountain, you will know why this mountain is called Luoyan mountain."

With that, Bai Musheng quickened his pace and walked toward the top of the mountain.

Ye Ziheng saw this, but also accelerated the pace to follow up.

Ten minutes later

Ye Ziheng and Bai Musheng go to the top of Luoyan mountain. When they stand there, ye Ziheng finally knows why this mountain is called Luoyan mountain.

The Luoyan mountain is a "hollow" mountain. The top of the mountain is empty except for a circle of mountains to stand on.

And when you look down into the hollow mountain, you haven't had time to see what's inside. A blazing air stream spurts on your face, which is so hot that people can't breathe. Then, when you open your eyelids and take a look at the mountain, you can see the boiling magma constantly boiling inside. It is as red as blood and boiling as soup. Ye Ziheng is scared for a while.

This is the mountain of Luoyan. Is it a magma pool! If it goes down, let alone him, it will be the strong men in the Xianwu realm. They will have to turn into smoke and die away.

"Well, a hundred, how can I practice?"

Ye Ziheng looked at Bai Musheng beside him and couldn't help asking.

Looking at ye Ziheng's worried appearance, Bai Musheng shows a faint smile on his face and says half jokingly.

"It's very simple. Just jump down and resist the direct fairyland, but not the direct fairyland."

Listen to this joke, ye Ziheng is only dry Leng to agree with like a few laughs. This joke is not funny.

"Please don't tease me. We'd better start practicing earlier."

Bai Mu Sheng sees this and nods. Then he takes out a peach pink lotus flower the size of a fist from the storage ring, and then throws it into the mountain of falling fire. The peach pink lotus falls slowly.

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