Then, when you come into view, they are all giant trees that are as green as emeralds. These giant trees are extremely tall, almost twenty or thirty feet away, and are bigger than the big trees outside.

Moreover, the arrangement of these giant trees implies a mystery.

Wu Tao and Xueshuangjiao followed Qinglong's split soul straight into the depths of the mountain.

There is a large hall built with huge trees, which is quite large, covering a hundred feet.

Outside the palace gate, there were more than a dozen Spirit Tribe people wearing green armor standing there, holding various magical weapons in their hands.

Qinglong's split soul took Wu Tao and Xueshuangjiao and landed directly at the entrance of the hall.

These dozen or so people from the Spirit Tribe wearing green armor bowed to the Qinglong soul, and then their faces were expressionless and motionless, like puppets.

…

Wu Tao curled his lips slightly when he saw this, and felt a trace of curiosity in his heart.

Although the cultivation level of these dozen or so spiritual tribesmen wearing green armor is only comparable to that of the human race in the foundation-building stage, their spiritual power is far beyond what other ordinary monks of the same level can compare to.

…

Moreover, when they stood together, their auras were even more faintly connected, as if they were the same person.

…

Seemingly seeing Wu Tao's surprise, Xueshuangjiao smiled and explained: "These are armor guards specially trained by Old Man Yang. They are best at combined attacks."

"Even though they are not at a high level, there is no problem at all if they work together and join hands to resist a monk who is in the early stage of forming an elixir."

"Hey, if you say that, it's really interesting. I really want to give them a try."

Wu Tao touched his chin and said this.

Seeing Wu Tao's appearance, Xueshuangjiao twisted her right hand, grabbed Wu Tao's ear, and said word by word: "Stop it... Just stop it, you don't think it's embarrassing, I still think it's embarrassing."

"For a monk in the late stage of alchemy, you are really shameless when you try to take advantage of juniors."

…

"It hurts, it hurts, I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong, please let go."

Wu Tao, whose ears were grabbed, cried out in pain and begged for mercy.

…

After giving Wu Tao a lesson, Xueshuangjiao let go of Wu Tao's ears that had turned purple.

After entering the hall, the Qinglong soul disappeared, leaving only Wu Tao and Xueshuangjiao, sitting and waiting in the hall.

…

About a quarter of an hour later, another old man appeared in the hall with his waist hunched over, his face full of wrinkles, and his hair as white as snow. He couldn't be more old.

When Xueshuangjiao saw this figure, his expression immediately changed. After pulling Wu Tao to bow, he said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, why did you come out so quickly?"

Hearing this, Yang Mudao had a compassionate smile on his face, coughed, and then said: "A new person is visiting, so I'm not allowed to come over for a test, okay?"

"Are you Yang Mudao?"

Wu Tao stared at him and asked unceremoniously.

…

"Yes, I am Yang Mudao!"

After hearing these words, Yang Mutao narrowed his eyes and the smile on his face disappeared immediately.

I don't know what he thought of, but Yang Mutao did not fall out with Wu Tao and Xueshuangjiao, but seemed to hold back this breath forcibly.

…

After a while, a kind smile appeared on Yang Mudao's face again.

Yang

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Mu Dao sat on the main seat and said to Wu Tao and Xueshuangjiao: "Haha, you two distinguished guests, please try my unique Qingxin tea first, and then talk about other things!"

Immediately after, "Pah. Pah. Pah..." After several rounds of applause, several young and beautiful female monks walked slenderly into the hall holding tea trays in both hands.

These young and beautiful female monks brewed a pot of light blue spiritual tea for the three of them one by one, and then left the hall respectfully.

…

"Qingxin Tea, this tea has a great reputation in the Wankuang Mountains, but I only heard its name and never tasted its taste..."

"I'm lucky enough to have a drink today. I must drink a few more cups. Mr. Yang, please don't feel bad."

Xueshuangjiao looked at the spiritual tea on the table, feeling the wood-attribute spiritual energy in the tea, and clasped his fists to express his gratitude.

…

"My little girl's mouth is quite sweet, but don't drink too much. If you drink too much, I will really feel a little distressed."

"This Qingxin tea is made from ten thousand-year-old mulberry leaves and Qingming holy water. It is then boiled in a purple star holy copper stove. After brewing and drinking, it not only has the effect of clearing the mind and calming the mind, but also has a certain degree of healing.

Healing effect.”

"It's hard to say about other places. In this three-thirds of the Wankuang Mountains, there is no other tea that is more precious than Qingxin Tea."

Hearing this, Yang Mutao touched his beard and laughed proudly.

…

After smiling slightly, Xueshuangjiao first used a special method to carefully scan the cup of spiritual tea. After confirming that there was really nothing wrong with it, he picked up the teacup unceremoniously and drank it all in one gulp.

…

The taste of Qingxin tea is not too bitter. After drinking it, it starts to rise from the lower abdomen, and waves of coolness quietly spread throughout the body. It is indeed well-deserved.

"This fellow Taoist from the human race, doesn't he like this tea?"

Wu Tao was sitting on the chair, expressionless, not moving, not even looking at the spiritual tea on the table.

Holding back the unhappiness in his heart, Yang Mutao asked with a gloomy face.

"I never eat or drink anything outside my cave. I don't believe you. Who do you think you are? Why should I give you face?"

Wu Tao said coldly. In his words, he did not give any face to Yang Mudao, who was the head of the family.

…

"I see, I am a bit rash. In that case, please go back. I don't welcome you here."

Having said this, Yang Mutao couldn't bear it any longer and immediately wanted to fall out with Wu Tao and Xueshuangjiao.

Xueshuangjiao quickly blushed, and after some consolation, Yang Mutao changed his tune.

However, he wanted to compete with Wu Tao to see if Wu Tao was qualified to hunt for treasures and dig graves with him.

…

Yang Mudao stood up from his chair.

Wu Tao and Xueshuangjiao also stood up.

A moment later, three rays of light appeared on a nearby mountain.

"hit!"

Wu Tao shouted loudly, and the Ten Thousand Swords of Poison Immortal Picture in his hand shot out more than a thousand immortal swords with cold light coming out.

As soon as these fairy swords appeared, they struck at Yang Mudao one after another.

When Yang Mutao saw this scene, the originally indifferent look on his face suddenly froze.

"Sword Formation, this human kid is so arrogant, he really has something on his hands." Yang Mudao murmured to himself.

"Haha, this guy Wu Tao's picture of Ten Thousand Swords Possessing the Immortal is amazing.

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It’s not that simple, this should expose Yang Muchao’s heels a bit.”

Xueshuangjiao, who had been standing aside and observing, saw excitement on his face.

Thousands of fairy swords flew towards him and turned into a river of swords. The cold light was dazzling and revealed endless killing intent.

When Yang Mutao saw the dense sword river approaching, he didn't take it too seriously and directly used his best magical power.

An old hand stretched out suddenly and waved a palm.

"First-grade magical power - Ten Thousand Spirits Shocking Palm.

A huge emerald-green palm holding up the sky appeared out of thin air with a terrifying momentum.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he struck out towards the densely packed sword river!

…

After the explosion of "boom", the sword light and palm shadows intertwined and flickered. The giant palm was like a chasm in the sky, blocking all these fairy swords without moving.

In an instant, the big trees were blown into pieces by the aftermath. The mountain peak where the three of them were was also shaking with violent cracks like a mountain shaking and the earth was shaking, as if it was about to collapse.
To be continued...