Of course, there are no white mountain roads now.

Mu Anran took a deep breath.

She stepped onto the territory of the Fearless Plains, no wonder she had random thoughts.

Wuwei was originally the monk territory closest to Fu'an Kingdom, and there were many stories that happened.

In addition, the winding white mountain road just now looks very similar... It shouldn't be.

After landing, there were two mountains standing side by side in front of us, with a narrow mountain road in the middle. Behind us were waves and black spiritual birds. There was a river beside the two mountains, running straight to the sea.

The scorching temperature just now was brought by the two rivers.

The river is mixed with ice and magma, and goes straight to Wangzhi Sea. The scorching temperature makes the beach scorch your feet.

Venerable Zai Cheng complained, "Hey! These physical exercises are really... littering everywhere!" He felt hot.

He waved his hand to help Mu Anran take away the temperature, making her feel better.

Mu Anran looked back at the magma and ice that merged into the Wangzhi Sea. The cooled black magma lurked under the sea, and even the spiritual birds did not stop.

Obviously, there must be no grass growing under this sea.

Mu Anran sighed and said again, "Do I really have to come here?"

Zaicheng smiled dryly, "The Gouhong Gong is a treasure. The island owner's wife hopes that you can master the Gouhong Gong yourself."

Now the Gouhong Bow is stored in a special storage bag, and it has its own storage bag. The Gouhong Bow must not be taken out until Mu Anran has mastered the power.

Mu Anran looked at the two mountains wrapped like fish scales and felt deeply that his future was bleak.

"Okay."

There was a young man carrying a bag on the beach waving to her.

Mu Anran paused, looked away from the beach, and said, "Let's go?"

Zai Cheng said, "Let's go."

Yang Yin stopped and looked at the backs of the old man and the young man in disbelief.

"Hiss! It's so hot!" He jumped on the beach.

How could you just ignore him!

Yang Yin glared at the front, started running, passed them and entered the mountain road. His feet were no longer hot on the mountain road. He glanced at Mu Anran, then coldly snorted, tilted his head, and walked forward quickly.

She ignores him! Then he must ignore her too!

Little did he know that Mu Anran behind him glanced at him.

The young man is wearing a monk's robe, and his hair is half shaved. He looks a bit like a Buddhist disciple, but more like a rich man, and looks a bit nondescript.

She lowered her eyes as if nothing had happened.

Passing through the valley, the vision suddenly opens up, and streams are vaguely visible. Even though there are black pits on the ground, and icebergs and volcanoes stand in turns not far away, it is still surprising.

Such a spectacle is really rare to see.

Even when I saw Mu Anran, I couldn't help but feel amazed and satisfied.

It is indeed the world she created, and a few words of words made it so spectacular!

"What's the sound?" Yang Yin looked to the right and saw only a mountain shadow, "Is there a waterfall here!"

Before he could go to visit, the owner appeared.

This is a short and stocky monk. Although he has a round body, he is very muscular. He is dressed in simple and elegant clothes. You can see that this person is not simple when he sees Zaicheng saluting.

Zai Cheng said, "This is the original owner of Wuwei."

"Hello, original owner."

Not to be outdone, Yang Yin said, "Hello, original owner!"

The original owner was full of anger, but he smiled shyly, "You two have arrived together. The mountains here are complex, and you can choose where to stay."

The original owner was very approachable and made Zai Cheng feel at ease. Even Yang Yin raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where does the original owner live? Can I live nearby?"

Zai Cheng glanced at him.

The son of any family, no matter how approachable the original owner is, he is also a powerful monk, how could he be so rude.

The original owner didn't care, "I live on a water volcano. There are waterfalls and lava on the mountain. You can stay at the foot of the mountain to avoid getting hurt."

Yang Yin's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded wildly, "The original owner must live in a place where gods live. My cultivation level is low, and even if I am close to you, I can still get some fairy energy."

The young man was very good at flattering, and the original owner was very embarrassed, "Then I will take care of..."

Zai Cheng said, "Miss, where do you want to live?"

The eldest lady deserves the best in everything, don’t let a young boy wait for her.

Mu Anran looked around, but still couldn't help but think of the white mountain road, as if he was inadvertently extending his finger to a shining distant mountain.

"I'll live at the foot of that mountain."

When Yang Yin saw it, he felt very relieved.

This seems to be a woman who loves gaudiness. The mountain is far away from the place where the original owner lives, so it must not be as close to the water as his tower.

"Then I will take you two there first. When I return home later, I will be with another child."

Yang Yin pouted.

Isn't it just because she has elders to accompany her? He just lets her.

Mu Anran glanced at Yang Yin and focused on his surroundings.

Wuwei is indeed a place for physical cultivation. All the people who pass by are strong and strong, with big shoulders and round waists, and thick muscles, and each one of them rushes past like stepping on a hot wheel.

Hot Wheels is not an adjective.

Even Mu Anran was amazed, let alone Yang Yin, who was dumbfounded.

They finally knew what was going on with the black pit on the ground.

I saw two balls of fire on the feet of the practitioners, with each step leading to a pit. There were still lingering fires in the pit, but they acted like nothing happened.

The further they walked in, the more they understood where this scene came from.

The heat is coming, and the flame mountain is burning. People are practicing in and out of the fire, sweating profusely, and stepping on hot wheels.

If this were a mortal body, it would have been burned to ashes long ago.

The original owner said in shame, "This volcano also has strengths and weaknesses. This is the weakest, so anyone can try it. Since you two are here, you can go in and try it another day."

"..."

"..."

It was rare for Yang Yin and Mu Anran to reach an agreement, their faces were ashen and they forced smiles.

Try it?

What to try?

You might as well die if you try.

With the flame mountain as a backdrop, the iceberg is nothing, and the mountain of knives filled with knives is nothing...

Of course, the new experience of being hot and cold still made Mu Anran's face turn green.

She hasn't even started practicing yet, but Wuweiyuan has already given her a huge power.

If she really stayed here, she might lose half of her life.

Fortunately, we soon arrived in front of the shiny mountain. If we looked carefully, there seemed to be countless fireflies flying in the mountain. Even at noon, the light did not dim.

And at the foot of this mountain...or at the foot of all the mountains in the Fearless Plains, there are several strange-shaped huts, even the volcanoes are no exception.

"Wait a minute." The original owner apologized, "They often change residences and are used to doing whatever they want. I'll ask which one is available."

He grabbed a passerby and said, "Xiao Fei, where is the empty house here?"

"There!" she pointed quickly.

His dull eyes fell on her.

This is the only female cultivator in Wuweiyuan that we have seen so far.

I saw that she had wheat-colored skin, and her body was not very tall and strong, but she was lean and fleshy. When she smiled, she showed her white teeth, which were as dazzling as the sun, but her eyes seemed to be shrewd.

Look, her short story heroine is so beautiful.
Chapter completed!