But there is no fairy mountain. At least the fairy mountain in front of you does not have any mountain roads, or even any traces of human activities.
Even cultivators who can control the sky will not be interested in this place full of huge rocks, steep mountains, and without many traces of life.
However, Wang Chen enjoyed it very much. With every step of climbing, he could feel the majesty of this mountain, and he was like a tiny insect.
A bug with ideas.
The sky had already darkened, but the weather was very good and the moonlight was very bright. Wang Chen felt that every time he stepped hard and took a big step upward while holding the rock with his palm, he would be closer to the intoxicating starry sky.
He tested the edge of the rock with his palms, and then he held the peak of the rock with both hands. With the friction provided by his feet, he naturally raised his upper body, and then climbed up to a stone platform, and his field of vision suddenly widened.
The mountain here has become less steep, like a majestic hillside. There are more green plants, but there are still huge rocks, and many plants have turned yellow.
Not far away, he saw a mountain wolf with yellow hair, like a big dog, looking at him warily. Because it was already dark, the mountain wolf's eyes were very green, making it look a little sinister and ferocious.
The sharp claws of this mountain wolf are like iron hooks. After being ejected from the soft feet, they can embed deeply into the rocks, supporting it to hunt prey on the cliff.
However, this predator does not pose a threat to Wang Chen.
So this is probably a good place to rest.
Turning his eyes slightly on the mountain wolf, Wang Chen turned his gaze to a broken boulder in front of him.
He seemed to have fallen from the top of the mountain, which was as big as a small mountain. The place where the rocks broke was facing Wang Chen.
From a distance, in the broken rocks at the jagged fractures, Wang Chen saw dots of golden stars, flashing one after another under the moonlight.
It actually looks familiar.
Is it gold ore?
Gold is undoubtedly a rare metal. In addition to making expensive gold ornaments, its own stability is also a substance that is difficult to find a substitute for.
But in any case, it is human society that gives it value after all, and it is obvious that the cultivation world is not very interested in gold.
It is said that Fanguo likes gold, but from the perspective of the cultivation world as a whole, a pound of gold is not as good as a tooth of a strange beast.
Wang Chen stepped forward to take a closer look, but he soon discovered that the color did not seem to be that of metal.
He reached out his hand and held a piece of gravel with slight force. There was a soft "click" sound, and a piece of golden gravel appeared in his hand.
When you hold it up to your eyes and take a closer look, this kind of gravel is no different from ordinary mountain rocks in terms of texture and density.
However, the golden light still shimmered, as if ordinary stones were dyed golden by something.
Wang Chen looked inexplicably towards the top of the mountain, where white mist was still lingering.
The angle between the gravel and the mountain blocked the mountain wind. He took out his fox fur jacket and leaned his back against the golden rock. The mountain wind suddenly became much lighter.
Then he took out a small brown animal skin notebook.
The long feathers on the wings of a goose were dipped in black ink with special berry characteristics.
He placed the small animal skin notebook on top of the baggage and wrote carefully under the bright white moonlight.
"On the first day of climbing Fairy Mountain, there was nothing special. Except for a piece of gold and stone the size of a thumb, it looked inexplicably familiar. It looked a bit like the light of Tongtian Road that had been diluted a hundred times. When I looked up, I still couldn't see the top of the mountain. The only problem was that
Mountain wolf meat is very fishy, and I don’t have the desire to hunt.”
After closing the book, Wang Chen put the baggage behind him, closed his eyes and rested all night.
The sun and moon look down at all living beings and do not stop for anyone.
In the thick white mist, Wang Chen and Xiao Yao sat on a raised rock and ate dried animal meat. The morning breeze blew away the fatigue of getting up early.
Today is already the fifth day of climbing Fairy Mountain.
Then, at the end of the sea of clouds in the sky, a red sun slowly rose, and the two of them cheered together, as if with the rise of that sunrise, their destiny would also change.
Then Wang Chen stood up. Under him was a deep valley that could not be seen to the bottom. At this moment, he was already in a thick fog that could not be dispersed by the sun.
He turned around and looked up at the top of the mountain not far away, feeling extremely comfortable. Then he lowered his center of gravity and continued climbing up.
The weather is nice and it’s time to hike up the mountain.
Just like Wang Chen's mood, soon, the mountain was not so steep, and Wang Chen stopped in front of a cliff.
This cliff was obviously formed after the cliff wall broke off. The traces at the break have not been fully weathered and are new marks.
There was a deep cave close to the mountain. The shape was irregular, but Wang Chen felt inexplicably that the shape of the cave looked like a handprint full of Sanskrit flavor.
But it's not complete.
Sure enough, he found the other half of the handprint on the other side of the cliff, which also penetrated the cliff and turned it into a deep cave.
It's obviously the same handprint, but it's twisted into two halves. Is it really just a miracle caused by monks fighting with great supernatural powers?
His body was shaken undetectably. He stood firm, but his pupils were shrinking, and his right hand had moved to the scabbard on his waist in a natural and undetectable gesture.
It was the scimitar given to him by Yang La. It was bright and sharp.
"Wang Chen...there is one behind you..."
When she was in the jungle, Xiao Yao had seen many ferocious beasts, but her tone was a little flustered at this moment, maybe because of something she had never seen before.
The mountain wind was strong and cold, whistling in his ears, but Wang Chen was completely unaware, his whole body motionless, like a granite sculpture.
His muscles were tense, and the feeling of being down-to-earth came clearly to him, and he could make changes at any time.
What's behind seems to be integrated with the entire environment.
In addition to the subtle fishy smell, it is mixed with doubts, temptations, and a snoring sound coming from the throat...
The mountain breeze brought a few strands of golden hair to his eyes.
The thing behind was closer, with its tall body facing away from the sun, casting a deadly shadow, bringing a terrifying sense of oppression.
At this time, a rumbling echo came from the mountains in the distance, and it was already approaching in the blink of an eye, as if some ancient giant beast was galloping between the rocks, its footsteps were extremely fast, and it was already rushing towards the mountain in an instant.
At the same time, as soon as the pressure was released, the inexplicable existence behind him disappeared instantly.
Wang Chen suddenly turned around and saw a burly lion that was as tall as two people. It was like an agile cat running between the rocks. His front paws were unusually thick and exuded...the same as that of the special rocks.
of gold!
What the lion was chasing was a running yak. Its horns glowed dazzlingly golden in the sun. Its limbs were very strong, enough to support a body as huge as a house. Wherever the hooves landed, the hard rocks were trampled.
Into powder.
He was a little surprised when he saw a white shadow flashing from where he was climbing the cliff.
Wang Chen looked at it in shock and saw that it was a snow-white goat with slender limbs and a head held high. It gave people an inexplicable feeling of arrogance, but the beard under its mouth was golden, and its eyes shone with wisdom.
of light.
It paced, squinted its eyes, glanced at Wang Chen, then kicked off its feet and jumped up the mountain in an elegant manner.
Standing in the wind, Wang Chen trembled blankly, his heart beating violently twice.
"An ordinary beast was enlightened by an immortal and turned into an immortal beast..."
Thinking of these three strange beasts with parts of their bodies that looked like they were cast in gold, Wang Chen suddenly understood that there might not be any immortals in this fairy mountain.
"But it's very possible that there is a chance."
He thought of the golden short grass and plants he saw along the way, which had been eaten away along with their branches and leaves, and some were even uprooted with only a few roots left.
Human beings are a mixture of contradictions. On the one hand, they can quickly accept reality and give up the goals they pursue, but once given the opportunity, they can run desperately.
It's like there are two choices before Wang Chen, but there is actually only one.
It's impossible to go down a mountain unless you get to the top and jump off.
After smearing all the smell-masking dried pollen on his body, Wang Chen followed the trail of the three strange beasts along the mountain road and continued to walk up the mountain.