Trekking in the jungle, Teng Zhu and Qin Tian walked slowly.
Fortunately, they must be heading in the right direction, because the silver butterfly has been resting on Teng Zhu's shoulder obediently.
Half an hour later, they successfully reached the top of the mountain.
It seems that no one has been here for a long time. The lush vegetation is almost higher than the people, and there is no road at all.
Teng Zhu pointed at a few white dots not far away, "Did you see it? My grandfather and I lived in a stone house there."
"But we haven't been here for a long time, and the plants that have grown up almost cover the road."
"If you want to get there, you have to clear the road first. When we came here before, we should have brought a mountain axe."
Qin Tian smiled calmly, "This is easy. Just tell me where you want to go and I will open the way."
As he spoke, he turned his hand over and found a curved scimitar less than a foot long and completely black.
When Teng Zhu saw the scimitar, he covered his stomach with laughter, "Are you going to be so funny? Can you use such a short knife, which is black and looks very blunt, to cut through these lush vegetation?"
"Stop making trouble! I think it's better for Sister Yao to find some handy sticks, and let's knock these plants down!"
Qin Tian held up a sword and smiled extremely confidently, "How do you know it doesn't work if you haven't tried it?"
After saying that, he waved his right hand!
The scimitar pierced the air and drew a strange black light!
Wherever Li Jin went, the three-meter-square vegetation was cut off at the waist!
Teng Zhu's eyes widened, "This...isn't this too powerful?"
"What brand of knife is that of yours? I'll buy one too!"
Qin Tian smiled and said nothing. The more he used the reverse scale, the more he used it, and he fell in love with it more and more.
This is Long Yin's sharp blade that symbolizes punishment, equivalent to Shang Fang's sword. How can it be bought casually?
It can be said that this is the only one that can never be copied.
However, he did not expose these, but followed Teng Zhu and quickly cut a winding path.
Teng Zhu was extremely happy. He felt like a general on the battlefield. No matter where he pointed, someone would immediately cut down a large number of enemies!
And Qin Tian is the Shenwu General responsible for protecting her!
Qin Tian didn't know Teng Zhu's evil taste, so he silently opened the way.
Ten minutes later, they finally reached the top of Xiangshan Mountain.
It's a high place with a broad view.
Several old stone houses are scattered among the vines, some have passed through the cracks in the stones, and unknown flowers are blooming.
For those who didn’t know, they thought they had entered a fairy tale world by mistake.
Even Teng Zhu was reluctant to cut it down when he saw it.
"We'd better walk over slowly and don't want to chop everything down."
Teng Zhu said, bending down and ducking through a winding vine.
The air is filled with the sweet smell of chopped vegetation.
The old stone house in front of her looked like a time tunnel, taking her back to the good times when she was a child with her grandfather.
At that time, she was just learning to speak, and she followed her grandfather with her short legs every day, watching him go about his business.
Many times, instead of helping, it actually does the opposite and creates a lot of trouble.
Either he released the Gu insects that were about to be refined, or he accidentally destroyed them all, causing Grandpa to have to start all over again.
However, no matter how bad the situation he made every time, grandpa would just laugh it off.
Teng Zhu walked into the stone house, where there was mottled light coming from the cracks in the stone.
She looked around at these old things, tears gradually filling her eyes.