At the junction of the Middle-Turkey power and the southern border, there is a tall mountain range that stretches for tens of thousands of miles.

This mountain range is called a 100,000 mountains. There are countless tall peaks rushing into the sky in the mountains. Whether there are really 100,000 mountains is difficult to verify.

The terrain here is special, the wind is amazing, and even high-level demon birds are difficult to fly; the foot of the mountain is filled with thick miasma, full of dangers, and it is also difficult to cross.

The thirteen Kingdoms in southern Xinjiang and the great powers in Central China have different systems, and there is not much communication between them. It has a lot to do with this hundred thousand mountains that are interspersed between them and block the two places.

Li Muran was walking through the miasma somewhere in the 100,000 mountains. He had long discovered that when he was leaping at the top of the mountain, he needed to spend a lot of mana against the bitter mountain wind, which consumed amazing mana.

Although this miasma contains strange poisons, Li Muran has taken the poison-removing beads and has not invaded all poisons and is not afraid of the poison of miasma. Therefore, Li Muran would rather choose to pass through the miasma on the mountainside.

However, Li Muran soon discovered the disadvantages of doing so.

In addition to the strange poison, these miasmas actually have some psychedelic effects, which makes it difficult for him to distinguish the direction; he had to fly high altitudes often and use the positions of the sun, moon and stars to check his position.

After walking through the vast mountain peaks for a few days, Li Muran has reached the depths of 100,000 mountains.

The environment here is damp and hot, and the miasma does not dissipate all day long, so many strange insects have been breeding. Li Muran has also heard that there is a Bai Miao Sect in the 100,000 mountains, which is a sect famous for its witchcraft.

However, the Baimiao Sect is relatively closed and does not welcome foreign monks like Li Muran. They even regard 100,000 mountains as the territory of the sect and do not like to be invaded by foreign monks. So these days, Li Muran has also been alert. Once he finds the figure of Baimiao Sect monks, he quietly avoids it to avoid unnecessary trouble.

On this day, Li Muran was meditating somewhere in the mountain to restore his magic power. Suddenly, he used his divine thoughts to sense a faint aura approaching in the distance.

"Huh" Li Muran's heart moved, "He is actually a mortal without any magic power."

He put away his martial arts and slowly walked towards the aura of the mortal.

Not long after, he saw a middle-aged woodcutter who looked quite upright and had no rough face.

The woodcutter also saw Li Muran. After being stunned, he immediately bowed respectfully to Li Muran: "Little man sees Master Immortal Master"

Li Muran was stunned: "How do you know that I am an immortal cultivator?"

The woodcutter said: "The villain saw that the Immortal Master looked young, but his expression and behavior were not frivolous, which was inconsistent with his age. He was wearing a Taoist robe, so he guessed that he was the Immortal Master."

"So, do you often see immortal cultivators?" Li Muran smiled slightly, approving of the woodcutter's judgment.

The woodcutter replied, "This is not. Although I heard that there are many immortal masters flying around in the mountains, most of the immortal masters live in a quiet place, which is rare to see. The villain has lived for decades. He has only seen two immortal masters flying in the sky from afar. Today is the first time I met an immortal master and could say a few words to the immortal master. It is also a great fate to be with the immortals."

Li Muran nodded and asked curiously: "The miasma in the mountains is poisonous, and there are many insects, ants and snakes. How do you survive if you wait for mortals?"

The woodcutter said: "All things are mutually reborn. Although miasma in the mountains is poisonous, there are also some wonderful fruits in the mountains. As long as you swallow a strange fruit before going up the mountain, you can not be afraid of the toxicity of miasma, but you can't stay for too long."

"So that's it," Li Muran said with interest: "Where are the Qiguo you mentioned? Can you take this immortal master to see?"

"Since the immortal master has given the order, the villain should serve him and ask the immortal master to go down the mountain with the villain." The woodcutter put away the axe in his hand and said.

"How long will it take?" Li Muran asked.

"It will take about an hour to walk faster." The woodcutter said with an estimate.

"You show me the way, and I will let the spiritual birds take you a ride." After Li Muran said that, he gently patted his waist and sacrificed the little thunder.

When the woodcutter saw this huge silver roc, he was shocked and dared not take a ride.

"Go up, it won't hurt you," Li Muran said with a smile. With a light wave of his sleeve, an invisible force rolled out, rolled up the woodcutter's body and landed on Xiao Lei.

The little thunder then spread its wings and rushed into the air.

The woodcutter was so scared that he kept Xiao Lei tightly and did not even dare to open his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, it flies very steadily." Li Muran said, flying beside Xiao Lei.

"Yes," said the woodcutter. He tried to calm down, and then opened his eyes. Soon, he was attracted by the scenery around him and under him, and then became intoxicated in the flight.

Being able to fly with a spirit bird like Xiao Lei is considered a man of great luck

"Remember to show the way." Li Muran reminded.

"Yes, it's there." The woodcutter hurriedly pointed to somewhere under him.

Li Muran and Xiao Lei flew down as they said, and after a moment they landed in front of a big tree full of big green walnut fruits.

"It is this kind of green fruit that can drive away the poison of miasma." The woodcutter said: "But I dare not eat too much, as eating too much will cause abdominal pain."

"As long as you eat this green fruit, are you not afraid of any miasma?" Li Muran asked.

"Not this." said the woodcutter: "The miasma in different mountains is different, and there are different things to restrain. This green fruit can only restrain the miasma in several nearby peaks. To go to a farther peak, other anti-toxic objects must be used, such as camphor leaves, garlic grass, etc. Generally speaking, within ten miles of the miasma, there must be something to restrain. As long as you find it, you will not be afraid of miasma."

When Li Muran heard this, he felt a little admirable. These mortals can survive in the mountains for generations, and they have indeed mastered some special survival skills.

As for the green fruit, Li Muran picked one and tasted it. It was sour and astringent in his mouth, but it actually contained a trace of heaven and earth.

"It's actually a kind of spiritual fruit. These mortals often eat this spiritual fruit, and their physical fitness is probably much stronger than ordinary mortals." Li Muran said in his heart. However, with his current cultivation and physical training, this spiritual fruit has almost no effect on him.

"Do you know there is a shortcut to cross these 100,000 mountains?" Li Muran asked with a moving heart. Logically, he shouldn't have asked a mortal such a question, but these mortals actually knew how to eat spiritual fruits to drive away the poison of miasma, which made Li Muran look a little higher.

The woodcutter shook his head and said, "The ancestors have said that the mountains are still outside the mountains and cannot get out."

Li Muran was silent when he heard this. After all, mortals had limited vision. For these mortals among the 100,000 mountains, there might be only one mountain after another, which was unimaginable. There was a more exciting world outside the mountain.

Just like when he was practicing in the four sects of Kuanglu, he never thought that the Kuanglu Mountains were just an insignificant remote corner in the world of immortal cultivation.

"Don't laugh at this mortal." The demon soul suddenly said to Li Muran through his divine thoughts: "It's like you monks in the lower realm, you only have one lower realm in your eyes, and you can't imagine how the demon world and the spiritual world look like."

Li Muran sighed: "What the senior said is right. In the eyes of higher-level existences, we are all frogs in the well. How many wonderful things are there in this world and how many mysteries are there? I am afraid that only the queen who has attained enlightenment and became an immortal can truly see it."

Li Muran put away the spirit bird and was about to leave when suddenly the woodcutter knelt on both knees and begged: "The villain is bold, begs the immortal master to help."

Li Muran nodded slightly and said, "This immortal master meets you, which is a kind of fate. Say what you have to ask for. As long as it is not too much, this immortal master will try to satisfy it as much as possible."

"The villain is not asking for what he wants," said the woodcutter. "The girl in the villain's village has a strange disease. She has seen all the famous doctors in several nearby villages, but they are not cured. They all say that the immortal master has great supernatural powers, calls the wind and rain, and returns to life. I wonder if the immortal master can move forward?"

Li Muran was slightly surprised and said, "As such an opportunity, you are not asking for wealth and power for yourself, but for your neighbors and others, but you are quite noble."

"Okay, that Immortal Master will agree to you and go and take a look. But if it is limited by destiny, I'm afraid I'm powerless."

He explained the situation in advance so as not to disappoint the other party.

"Yes, yes, thank you, Lord Immortal Master." The woodcutter was overjoyed and hurriedly led Li Muran to the village.

Not long after, Li Muran came to a mortal hut, where there was a handsome young couple, waiting anxiously and nervously. On the bed in the room, a seven or eight-year-old girl lay.

Although the girl looks quite delicate in her facial features, her face is pale as paper, her breath is weak, she is unconscious, and she looks seriously ill.

"How long has she been like this?" Li Muran asked.

The girl’s parents and the young couple replied: “Report to the immortal master, the little girl has been like this since she had this strange disease a year ago. She only wakes up for an hour every day, eats some food, and then she is sleepless.”

"Is that right?" Li Muran asked curiously: "When she wakes up, can she be sober?"

"It is very normal when you are awake. Except for your weak body, it seems like you are not sick. The villain and his wife traveled around the nearby villages and visited countless famous doctors, but they were helpless and could not even find out the cause of the disease," the young woman replied.

"Strange and strange" Li Muran thought to himself. He had already discovered that there was a powerful strange insect lurking in the girl's body. As for that strange insect, Li Muran didn't recognize it. After all, there were countless strange insects in the 100,000 mountains, and Li Muran was not familiar with it. It was impossible for him to know it too clearly.

However, under normal circumstances, strange insects are not very rashly attacking these mortals. Once they attack, they will definitely die. Why does this strange insect choose to lurk in a mortal girl's body and not come out for more than a year, and it will not harm the girl's life?

"Sir, is there a turning point?" The woman couldn't help but worry even more when she saw Li Muran's face musing.
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