Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 60

After a long time, the two sides ended in a game.

The defeated old man waved his hand, fainted, and mumbled, “I feel bad today, let you play a game, and fight tomorrow.”

The old man walked back to the village with his hands on his back.

The rest of the old man’s cheeks were rosy and spirited, and while he was packing the chessboard, he looked up at Su Zimo, said with a smile: “Youngsters with a calm nature like you don’t have a lot of shit.

“Many thanks, uncle.”

Su Zimo laughed, thank you, and followed the old man into the village.

The villagers in the past only glanced at Su Zimo and stopped looking at them. It seemed not surprising, not strange.

“There are no extra rooms, youngster, is it okay for you to live in a firewood room?” The old man asked.

“It’s okay.” Su Zimo responded with a smile.

Just at night, most of the people in the village haven’t rested yet. The old people who had eaten dinner walked around the village with a relaxed attitude.

Simple, simple and peaceful.

This is like a hidden land of peace and prosperity. There is no killing, no fighting, but everyone’s face has a happy and contented smile.

Su Zimo was sitting at the door of Chaifang, watching the scene quietly, letting go of the hollow mind, thinking nothing in his mind, and the fatigue on the way seemed to alleviate a lot.

The night was getting darker, and Yuelang was thin.

The elderly, women, and men have already returned to the house to rest. In the village, only some energetic children are still arguing and refuse to go home to sleep.

Su Zimo stood up and returned to the firewood room. Guan High Sects was preparing to rest.

Just then, a childish voice came from the village, crisp and sweet.

“Where to find the immortal trail, looking at Misty Peak, only in this mountain, Yun Shen is unknown.”

“en?”

Su Zimo moved, Suddenly turned, pushed out the door, and looked around.

Not far away, a 7-year-old child with a smile on his face was jumping towards this side.

Su Zimo groaned slightly, headed up, squatted down, and asked with a smile: “Child, who did you listen to before that sentence?”

“Who said that?”

The child turned his head to the side and blinked the big eyes of Shui Lingling. He seemed a little confused, and said, “I don’t know, but we will all say it.”

“Is it just a simple nursery rhyme?” Su Zimo looking thoughtful.

“Big Brother, are you asking Immortal Cultivation?” The child asked again.

“Yeah.” Su Zimo nodded, asking with a smile: “How do you know?”

There was a flash of crafty in the eyes of the child, and he stuck his tongue out, saying, “People like you do it every year, but most of them don’t see Immortal, hehe.”

“How can I meet?” Su Zimo raised his interest and wanted to make amusement for the child.

“I don’t know.” The child pouted and shook the head.

Su Zimo smiled, and when he was about to get up and leave, there was a flash of light in his mind, and he looked at the child and asked, “Where can I find the fairy trail and look at Misty Peak? “

“This is not easy.”

The child proudly lifted his chin and said, “After a few days, the fog will be lighter. Standing here, you can see a vague mountain peak. But only 3 days, you can’t see it if you miss it.”

Su Zimo was overjoyed.

As long as you can see Misty Peak and walk in the direction of Misty Peak, you will definitely reach the foot of the mountain.

Su Zimo certainly doesn’t think that wanting to worship Misty Peak is as simple as passing through the mist, but this is a prerequisite.

Su Zimo stayed in the village for 7 days.

On the seventh day, the fog gradually faded, and a towering mountain peak was faintly discernible among the clouds in the distance.

Su Zimo said goodbye to the village and stepped into the mist again.

In the fog, all the senses are reduced to the limit, and the sense of direction is blurred. Su Zimo feels that he is turning east and west, and sometimes even seems to be turning his head.

As the fog fades, even in the fog, you can see the location of the distant peaks.

Su Zimo ignores the sensory illusion as much as possible, but just walks along the mountain peak.

suddenly!

There was a sudden noise in the depths of the fog, weird and horrifying, as if the sound of spiritual beasts walking and stepping on the grass.

Getting closer!

A faint smell of fish came over.

“en?”

Su Zimo narrowed his eyes, stopped, and looked in the direction of the sound.

After waiting for a long time, not at all spiritual beasts appeared.

This feels strange.

At Spiritual Awareness, Su Zimo didn’t feel the danger.

But in that direction, the sound and breath of spiritual beasts did come. Su Zimo lived in the Gray Wolf Mountain Range for a year. This taste is too familiar and not wrong.

“eccentric.”

Su Zimo softly muttered and continued to move forward.

“roar!”

Not long after, there was a sudden tiger howl in front of me, deafening and full of breath. It can be seen that this spiritual beasts are powerful, and may even be the level of the spirit demon!

Su Zimo frowned.

It stands to reason that there are powerful spiritual beasts or spirit demon appearing in front, Su Zimo, with Spiritual Awareness, should have been aware of the danger.

But weirdly, there was no response on Spiritual Awareness, but on the 5 senses, it was repeatedly perceived as dangerous.

In this case, there are only 2 possibilities.

The surrounding fog can either hide Su Zimo’s Spiritual Awareness, or it can confuse his 5 senses.

The answer is obvious.

These methods are nothing more than to scare away some people who want Immortal Cultivation to ask, but they are not strong-willed.

What tiger howls, what bloody qi is nothing but a deceptive method.

Wanting to understand the meaning of the fog, Su Zimo laughed, ignoring all kinds of movements around him, walking towards the depths of the fog.

In any case, the fog can confuse a person’s five senses, and these means are clever enough.

If Su Zimo had Spiritual Awareness, it would be trembling in fear and cautiously if he came along this way.

Su Zimo gradually quickened his pace, and before long, he burst out of the mist and suddenly opened his eyes.

At a glance, lush and green, lush and green, the green waters circle the mountains, a vibrant, as if Immortal Realm.

Not far away is a stone gate.

Behind the stone gate is a bluestone paved mountain road that twists and turns to the dark place of the mist.

On the stone gate 2 side, there are 2 young Dao Children, one fatty and one thin, red lips, white teeth.

After seeing Su Zimo, Fat Dao Child smiled nodded, and said, “Young Master is the first one. Please wait here for 3 days, and then we will open the mountain to apprentice.”

Su Zimo was not in a hurry, waiting silently.

Some people keep coming out of the fog, most of them are uncultivated mortals, look pale, sweat on their foreheads, it can be seen that they have come all the way, and they are scared.

There is also a Qi Practitioner driving the Flying Sword through the fog and seeing the stone gate before softly sigh of relief.

Some Qi Practitioner’s eyes glanced over Su Zimo’s body, and he did not notice the fluctuation of spiritual qi, and the expression was slightly slower.

A few Qi Practitioners saw Su Zimo’s dress with a bow and a sword, with a sarcastic look and couldn’t help laughing.

All beings 100 states.

In 3 days, it was fleeting.

As a reminder, any information about high-paying typists in the book review area is a liar. Don’t be fooled. When the old knife saw it, it would be deleted immediately.

(End of this chapter)