Chapter 1187 Boundary Mountain!

This is a big mountain with ancient charm. It has existed for many years. There are many old trees on the mountainside, overgrown with weeds, and it looks very messy.

An old stone road leads directly to the top of the mountain, and there are fireworks on the top of the mountain.

There is a small hut on the top of the mountain, surrounded by fences, and some chickens and ducks are kept in captivity.

It is obvious that someone lives here. This is an old man with old clothes, cloudy eyes, and deep wrinkles on his face. He is very old.

Especially when he walked tremblingly, as if he was about to fall to the ground at any time.

Now the old man is pulling the ancient bellows, panting heavily from exhaustion, and seems to be lighting a fire for cooking.

The interior of the thatched hut was a bit gloomy, with very little furniture, a bed, a table, a wardrobe, and a few chairs, all in tatters.

On the bed, a young man was lying here, his face was pale, his clothes were ragged, and he had been in a coma.

During this sleep, Dao Ling slept for three full days and three nights before he slowly woke up with palpitations in his eyes. Dao Ling almost died in the golden ancient cave.

That trip was simply thrilling, and he didn't know how long he had escaped. He was swept up by the terrible cosmic turbulence and almost died, and finally saw him reach a mountain.

Dao Ling fell to the top of the mountain, and has been in a coma until now, and he is still a little unable to react.

"There are some troubles!" Dao Ling's mind sank into his body, his expression was solemn, his body suffered terrible severe injuries, and all of them were internal injuries, all internal organs would be displaced.

Even the cave sky dried up. He almost died in the golden ancient cave. If he hadn't been physically strong and cultivated the innate true spirit, Dao Ling probably wouldn't be able to survive.

"Where have I come here?"

Dao Ling trembled tremblingly, his eyes were filled with surprise, because he found that the world he was in now was a little different!

"This?" Dao Ling was dumbfounded, because he found that this world seemed to be exactly the same as the place of holy war.

"How is it possible? Where am I?" Dao Ling looked around in shock. He found that it was a hut. Could it be that he was rescued?

Dao Ling wanted to get up and go down to have a look, but he grinned his teeth in pain, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his whole body was in excruciating pain.

"child,

Don't move around, your internal injuries are serious and you need to rest. "

An old voice suddenly came in, and an old man walked in, walking very slowly, looking old, and carrying a bowl of rice and a bowl of meat.

"Old man!" Dao Ling was stunned for a moment, and he hurriedly said, "Old man, who are you? Did you save me?"

"A few days ago, you were blown to the top of the mountain by a strong wind, and you have been sleeping until now." The old man brought the food over, stared at him with cloudy eyes, and smiled: "You are very hungry, eat quickly."

Dao Ling was really hungry. Although he hadn't eaten for a long time, he was seriously injured now. When Ruo Ruo was an ordinary person, he quickly thanked him, and then took the food and devoured it for a while.

The old man slowly sat on the edge of the bed, watched him eat, and exclaimed: "Little guy, you are so lucky. You can still eat after suffering such a serious internal injury. It seems to be much better than I expected."

"Little Dao Ling, I still don't know your name, old man." Dao Ling grinned and smiled.

"My surname is Zhang, but my name." He pondered for a while, then sighed, "I almost forgot. I'm old and useless. I can't even remember a name."

"Then I'll call you Mr. Zhang." Dao Ling took the lead and put the bowls and chopsticks beside the bed. He said, "Mr. Zhang, what is this place? Are you alone at home?"

"I'm the only one left." Mr. Zhang sighed, and said softly, "Here, it's Boundary Mountain!"

Boundary Mountain! Dao Ling was stunned for a while, he had never heard of this place, what area did the golden ancient cave lead to?

After Dao Ling thought about it, he shuddered. Could this be the legendary Nine Realms? Could it be that the area leading to the golden ancient cave is the Nine Realms?

This made Dao Ling terrified, and hurriedly said, "Old Zhang, do you know what region Jieshan belongs to?"

Mr. Zhang pondered for a while, and he said: "People often come here, and they seem to have heard that what kind of boundless world is here!"

Dao Ling was dumbfounded and his mouth was wide open. He didn't expect to come directly to the Wuliang Realm. How far is the Wuliang Realm from the Tibetan Realm? he does not know.

But even if he moved the god-level warship, he couldn't cross it in just a few days, but he came to the infinite world from the golden ancient cave with his own speed alone!

Dao Ling smiled wryly, he was looking for the immeasurable golden body, but he came to the Nine Realms.

"Okay kid, I won't tell you anymore, you lie here to recuperate first, I'll make you some chicken soup to replenish your body!" Mr. Zhang patted the back of Dao Ling's hand, got up and said.

"Don't bother Mr. Zhang, don't bother!" Dao Ling said quickly, he could see that Mr. Zhang was just a mortal, and his lifespan was not long. This old man lived alone on a mountain, and his life must be bad.

"It's okay, you can rest easy and recuperate. Besides, a guest came after a long time, and I can treat you well." Mr. Zhang smiled, looking very nice, and then left the hut and started to butcher chicken and stew soup.

In this way, Dao Ling lived in Jieshan, and he has been recuperating from his injuries. According to his estimation, this kind of injury would not last for ten days and half a month, and he would definitely not be able to recover well.

Fortunately, he had a lot of healing elixirs in his void bag, and he healed his injuries quickly. After a few days, he was able to get out of bed and walk, which made Mr. Zhang sigh that the young man was in good health.

And during this period of time, Dao Ling has not left Jieshan for half a step. The golden ancient cave must lead to this place, but what about the way back?

"What is this boundary mountain?" Dao Ling was puzzled, and muttered to himself, "What does it have to do with Wuliangzong?"

He fiddled with the chicken in the pot with a spatula, and soon the aroma of the meat wafted out, making Mr. Zhang beside him couldn't help laughing and said, "Dao Ling, it's not easy to cook at such a young age."

"Hey, I just studied it casually before, Mr. Zhang, as long as you can eat it."

Dao Ling chuckled, fiddled with the chicken into the plate, took out a elixir plant when Mr. Zhang was not paying attention, refined it into a medicinal liquid and sprinkled it on the chicken.

After Zhang Lao ate the chicken, his complexion became much ruddy, and his body became stronger, which made Dao Ling satisfied. He knew that at Zhang Lao's age, it was basically impossible to practice cultivation, but Dao Ling helped him recuperate. It's been no problem for decades.

"Mr. Zhang, I see that you live on the mountain all day long and eat wild vegetables and your own chicken, duck and fish. Have you never left Jieshan?" Dao Ling was curious.

"I haven't been down the mountain for a long time." Mr. Zhang lay on the deck chair, basking in the sun, and said leisurely: "I'm already old, but I can't compare to you young people. The next time I go up the mountain, I will kill my old man, by the way , are you going down the mountain?"

"Mr. Zhang, to tell you the truth, I'm going to leave when I recover from my injury." Dao Ling nodded, and he said, "Mr. Zhang, it's boring for you to live here and go up the mountain, why don't you come down the mountain with me."

"This is not possible. This boundary mountain was passed down from my ancestors. Unless I die, I will keep guarding it." Mr. Zhang laughed loudly: "Otherwise, my ancestors will not forgive me."

"Old Zhang, what is there to guard against this mountain?" Dao Ling was speechless.

"You don't understand this. This mountain is not easy to guard. You will understand later." Zhang Lao smiled.

Dao Ling smacked his mouth. In his eyes, this mountain is ordinary, not a treasure.

"Mr. Zhang, have you ever met a practitioner?" Dao Ling said.

"I've seen it, many people come here often." Zhang Lao said mysteriously: "Just wait, there will probably be people who practice here soon."

Dao Ling was at a loss for a while, came here? Is this mountain so attractive?

But then Dao Ling's eyes shrank suddenly, and he suddenly raised his head to look into the distance. He saw three shadows walking towards them with extraordinary momentum, stepping on the void, and the goal was Jieshan!