Chapter 10: Picture of Skylark Platform

As soon as Fang Ling and the little thunder eagle fell from the clouds, the bear Wulang and the bald-headed king eagle flew low.

As soon as he saw the purple Shu spirit fruit in Fang Ling's hand, the white-headed Wang Ying looked straight, but before he could speak, two roars came from behind. It turned out that the seven-horned barbarian pythons at both ends found that the spirit fruit was gone, and they chased after him with great pride.

"Follow me!" The white-headed Wang Ying shouted lowly, spread her wings, and then she fell sharply under the clouds.

The bear Wulang jumped onto the back of the little Lei Diao. Although the little Lei Diao was not big, he was carrying Fang Ling and the other two, and his speed was still as good as the white-headed King Ying.

As soon as the clouds emerge, the wonders of the mountains came into view. The ancient trees were as dark as a cover, with strange peaks and beautiful scenery. It was thousands of feet above the ground. You could already smell the fragrance of resin in the forest, and the howling of beasts was deafening.

The white-headed king eagle sometimes flew high and sometimes low, passing through some dangerous places from time to time. Although the seven-horned barbarian python has several pairs of wings, it is really not its opponent in terms of speed. Not long after, it was thrown away.

Seeing that his opponent was thrown away, the white-headed king eagle let out a loud eagle cry, landing on an ancient pine tree on a cliff on a mountain, looking down proudly at the fields, emitting the momentum of a king among beasts.

Fang Ling flew onto the branch, spread his hands, and handed it to it: "I'm not disappointed my entrustedness, Brother Eagle's Purple Dawn Spirit Fruit."

Seeing Fang Ling handing over the spirit fruit so simply, the white-headed King Eagle was slightly stunned. It possessed the wisdom of human beings and knew the insidiousness of human beings. It couldn't help but hesitate: "You just give it to me like this, aren't you afraid of me cheating?"

Fang Ling smiled and said, "Although there is a difference between humans and beasts, the king's heart is unique. If Brother Eagle has the pride of a king, he will naturally not play these tricks with me."

"You human is very strange, it is different from the humans my father said." The white-headed Wang Ying muttered, swallowed the Zi Shu Spirit Fruit without hesitation, then put down his wings and narrowed his eyes. After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "Since I promised to help you, of course I will not regret it. I will take you to see the movements of spiritual cultivators in the Ghost Realm."

Fang Ling smiled and said, "Thank you Brother Ying. If Brother Ying could take me to fly around this Xiaoming Mountain Range, I would be even more grateful."

The white-headed Wang Ying glanced at him and said, "It's not difficult to take you around, but if you hide in the clouds, you can't see anything. Many beautiful scenery should be watched nearby."

Fang Ling smiled and said, "Then please ask Brother Ying to lead the way and let me, an outsider, take a good look at the beautiful scenery of the Xiaoming Mountains. If possible, I really hope that this land can be permanently away from the war."

The white-headed king eagle said lightly: "There are people who practice the way, and beasts have the way to practice the way. As ferocious beasts, we also have the disasters that ferocious beasts have to go through. Even if this place will be covered by war, I will never leave this land."

After saying that, it spread its wings and when Fang Ling sat on it, it spread its wings and soared into the sky.

The entire Xiaoming Mountains are extremely vast, with magnificent peaks, towering all things, rugged rocks, and numerous ferocious beasts. The White-headed King Eagle is not the top overlord, but with its extremely fast speed and keen eyes, it can find prey and enemies at a very distant place, so as to judge whether to avoid or prey.

The army of the Ghost Realm went deep into the Xiaoming Mountains. Although its activity venue was not known to the underworld, it could not hide it from the ferocious beasts flying in the sky. The White-headed King Eagle had excellent eyesight and could see the every move of a rabbit on the ground even a thousand feet above, let alone a human. In addition, its activity range was almost spread throughout the Xiaoming Mountains, so it was very familiar with the movements of the Ghost Realm Army.

The white-headed King Ying led Fang Ling to run through the entire Xiaoming Mountain Range, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, from the gap on the mountain to the steep walls that are difficult and difficult, from the northern foot to the southern foot, from the western foot to the eastern foot, and for three days and three nights, Fang Ling sat on the eagle's back, looking at the six paths, and the source of the five senses was constantly activated with the source of the golden elixir. The Xiaoming Mountain Range was like a scroll of ink paintings, showing its size in front of you.

Three days later, at sunset, the white-headed king eagle landed on the top of the mountain, Fang Ling jumped down from above, and the bear Wulang and the little Lei Diao who were guarding the side rushed over.

Fang Ling touched a pill bottle from his arms, poured out a fragrant pill, and said with a smile: "Thank you Brother Ying for taking me to appreciate the scenery of the mountains. This pill is called "Just Qi San", which can shorten the time to digest spiritual objects. I hope Brother Ying will accept it with a smile."

The white-headed King Ying was stunned again. Of course, it knew that the spiritual pills refined by the cultivators were all good treasures, and this pill was also very good for him. After all, with his own cultivation, it would take a very long time to digest the purple dawn spirit fruit. If the time could be shortened, it would be the best thing.

However, the white-headed Wang Ying shook her head and said, "I can't accept your gift in vain. Tell me, what else do you want me to help?"

Fang Ling smiled and said, "It's not necessary to help. If Brother Eagle is willing to give him a feather, it would be great."

"Feather?" The white-headed Wang Ying didn't expect that Fang Ling only had a feather, and the feather was really useless. So he spread his wings and said, "Okay, you pull it."

When Fang Ling pulled out his feathers and the white-headed King Eagle took him to help the energy dissipate, he felt that he could absorb the Zi Shu Ling Fruit very quickly.

Fang Ling clasped his fists and said, "Brother Eagle, let's leave here, I hope I will see you again if you are destined to do so."

The white-headed King Ying didn't say anything. She spread her wings and flew up high, and soon disappeared.

Xiong Wulang looked up and said, "This ferocious beast has some spiritual roots. If it were time to go, it might not be possible to become a beast cultivator."

Fang Ling smiled and said, "Whether to become a beast cultivator or to implement the way of ferocious beasts are all destined by its destiny, and we have no way to interfere. However, encountering this white-headed king eagle really saves a lot of trouble."

Xiong Wulang nodded and asked, "Since the detection is over, let's set off now?"

Fang Ling shook his head and said seriously: "No, the end of the detection is the beginning, and we are about to get to the topic now. Let's go to the foot of the mountain to find materials and make ink-brush and paper."

Xiong Wulang was confused and didn't know what Fang Ling wanted to do. When he saw him walking down the mountain, he immediately followed him.

After a while, Fang Ling found the right material, using wolf hair as hair and jade bamboo as a barrel to make a wolf hair brush, found charcoal, ground it into ink, and made a piece of white paper that was hundreds of feet long with the bark of a thousand-year-old tree.

Then, Fang Ling found a flat mountain, removed the rocks on the mountain, spread them with white paper, and thoughts moved, and the graphite turned into rain, and the wolf's hair quickly waved, and a landscape painting slowly appeared.

The scroll has gone from rough to delicate, looking at the overall situation and focusing on the small details, which is extremely beautiful. Xiong Wulang was shocked and suddenly understood Fang Ling's intention. Isn't this scroll painting the Xiaoming Mountains?

Only then did he realize that Fang Ling was flying around in the sky with the White-headed King Eagle, which was not just about enjoying the beautiful scenery. It turned out that the real purpose was to draw this picture. This picture was definitely a treasure for the underworld that didn’t know the terrain of the Xiaoming Mountains. With this thing, why worry about not seeing Emperor Xiang?

When I arrived at the picture scroll of Xiaoming Mountains, two more days passed, and the one-month period had passed for a full twenty days.

Fang Ling and his two men and one beast went down to the foot of the mountain. Xiao Xue and others had been waiting there for a long time. According to what Xiao Xue and others found out, the three underworld underworlds were not moving at all, and no one was sent to the buffer area, as if they didn't know the small movements of Cicada City at all.

When Fang Ling heard this result, he was even more sure that Emperor Xiang’s trip was related to the city of Cicada, because the three underworlds were not not motionless, but were waiting for the command above, and the action would be a thunderous blow.

Then, everyone started to rush to the Skylark Platform. Three days later, they finally arrived at the outer area of ​​the Skylark Platform. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking at the Skylark Platform, they saw that there was a dangerous scene. The mountains on the outside were towering and the mountains were stacked, like a platform with flying birds, and also like an indestructible fortress. The imperial imperial guards were stationed at the foot of the mountain and at the foot of the mountain, forming a perfect defense circle.

Afterwards, Fang Ling went to the Skylark Platform alone and walked forward along the strange stone road. There were still some wheel marks left on the ground. When it was still ten miles away from the mountains, a post had been built in front of it, and a group of more than thirty imperial troops were stationed in front of the post.

A defensive formation was set up around the outpost. When the person who came was a cultivator from the cultivation world, the commander of the outpost immediately walked out, with a big hand and said in a deep voice: "This place is the forbidden area of ​​the underworld, and is temporarily protected by the imperial guards in the imperial city. You can retreat quickly and stop walking forward."

Fang Ling smiled slightly, took out the token of the state envoy from his arms, and threw it over lightly.

The commander took the token in his hand and snorted contemptuously: "It turns out that it is a state envoy. Even if you are a state envoy, you dare to get the token here to light it. What do you think is this place? Even if your Sizhou comes, you have to stand aside obediently!"

Fang Ling smiled without saying a word. An imperial guard next to him stared at him and suddenly remembered something. He hurried over and said, "Sir, this person seems to be the wanted criminal who made a big fuss in Bazhen Garden in the Deep South Prefecture!"

Everyone was shocked by this statement. The wanted order had indeed been sent to the imperial city. Moreover, although there were many cultivators in the cultivation world in the underworld, they could count them when they were in the state envoys, not to mention that this person was so young.

The commander laughed and said, "What a life-and-death thing, you dare to appear here. Come and take him down!"

Fang Ling smiled and said, "If the commander wants to take it, why should I send someone to take action? I know that I am not your opponent, but I am here this time to present my treasure."

"You have the reputation of knowing yourself! However, for the treasure, you think the things you stolen from the Bazhen Garden are yours, which is ridiculous!" the commander scolded.

Fang Ling smiled slightly, took out the scroll, and handed it respectfully and said, "What I want to offer is not something from Bazhen Garden, but this picture!"
Chapter completed!