The First Volume, Pre-Volume, Chapter 23: The World is Muddled, the Great Way is Difficult

  Lingming Prefecture is located in the eastern part of Beiming Wastes, with countless mountains connected and hills all over. There are many fierce tribes, bandits, and giant beasts.

  Lianyun Mountain stronghold is attached to the north of Lingming State, dominating one county in Lingming State, radiating several counties, governing people and land, with many ethnic groups.

  Qinglong Mountain is located in the south of Qinghe County, which is dominated by Lianyun Mountain Village, and is separated from the main city of Qinghe City by thousands of miles. Because several towering mountains blocked the traffic artery, and because it borders the neighboring power of Bingbing Palace, this place has chaotic security and is a three-no-man's land.

  You still wear a black cloud robe, with long hair draped over your shoulders, large sleeves fluttering, and a black long sword in hand emitting a faint glow.

  Lightly on the road, white clouds are vast in the sky, and mountains and rivers surround. With a broad mind and happy spirit, walking on this vast land, leaving footprints in the yellow earth, letting the wind and the earth grind against each other, witnessing the roads I have walked, is also a kind of cultivation.

  Unconsciously, Yunshui stepped out, his feet moving like clouds and flowing water. His clothes fluttered as if in a dream or illusion, like dew or lightning, transforming into a black shadow darting through the forest without making a sound. The corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and a hint of joy flashed at the corners of his eyebrows.

  One step at a time, with each breath in perfect harmony, like a natural stream flowing smoothly. Every step is neither long nor short, neither swift nor slow, as if measured by an invisible ruler, precise to the extreme.

  This Cloud Water Step has finally reached a higher level! Barely matching my current cultivation! In his heart, he secretly sighed, Jun Wuming couldn't help but smile wryly. This set of steps was too clever and lacking in endurance, really not suitable for long-distance travel!

  This was the second day of Jun Wuming's departure. Since receiving the jade token from the beautiful woman, Jun Wuming did not delay and set off immediately after making some preparations that same day, traveling day and night.

  Qinglong Mountain is still thousands of miles away from here. With your current pace, I'm afraid it will take you several more days to arrive.

  The path you have chosen is also a land of lush greenery, all mountains and forests. This is what Jun Wuming specially chose, the closer to the mountains and forests, the more you can understand the way of nature, and the more beneficial it is for cultivation.

  You have no name and are skilled in the way of soft water, so it is destined that you will be accompanied by water on this journey.

  Along the forest stream, against the current, climbing mountains and wading through waters, advancing with the wind and water. Not only has the path of sailing made some progress, but also a lot of insight into the power of the wind.

  Man follows Heaven, Heaven follows Earth, Tao follows Nature!

  With a heart full of emotions, yet feet that don't linger, wrapped in the clear wind, transformed into a fleeting shadow darting through the forest.

  During the day, only Yunshui steps can be used to hurry on the road. The ferocious beasts in Lingming Prefecture are not uncommon. Generally, they hunt during the day, and if you fly with the wind, it's unlikely that you won't be chased and killed by ferocious beasts. What's even more dangerous is that some bandits hide in the woods, and flying in the sky is like being a natural living target.

  Although the area within a hundred million miles is controlled by Lianyun Villa, in fact, Lianyun Villa can only completely control and suppress the major forces in the towns of this vast territory. The fierce and scattered cultivators in the wild may not be completely suppressed.

  These scattered cultivators, each with their own unique abilities, may not be extremely powerful, but they excel at setting up ambushes, laying traps, and using unorthodox killing techniques! They are a constant headache for those around them. Despite being repeatedly hunted down, these major powers have no choice but to tolerate them.

  Splash!

  A gentle breeze blew by, revealing your slender figure with a hint of elegance.

  The water flows gently, the creek is clear and refreshing, flowers and grasses are everywhere, and a hint of carefree air comes with the fragrance of spring and summer. Hearing the sound of flowing water beside your ear, you can't help but reveal a few smiles.

  Such a scene may only be seen in the ancient barbaric world, although it is less prosperous than the technological world, but this primitive landscape has a few more quiet and peaceful meanings, making people forget their worries.

  Sitting by the brook, a gentle breeze blows, bringing with it the warmth of early summer, and a small black snake in my belly.

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  The snake poked its head out, looked around and saw Jun Wuming sitting in meditation, then gently swished its tail and slid out of the warm little nest in the creek to play.

  The snake's pupils suddenly moved, its head raised, and it let out a faint hiss. Jun Wuming's eyebrows twitched, and he suddenly stomped his foot fiercely, "Bang!" A large piece of bluestone was instantly shattered by a massive force, flying in all directions. His body soared into the air, spinning and flipping, "Dang" The long sword was unsheathed, its energy like a dragon's roar, the black sword shadow flashing by.

  Sword energy is cold and sharp like a waterfall cutting through, cold light reflects the clear sky, layer upon layer of green grass transforms into scattered petals falling from the sky.

  Bang!

  A blade flashed out, and a head flew high into the air, fresh blood spraying everywhere.

  Jun Wuming's face was cold and indifferent, a palm force with a hint of chilliness sealed the back, at this time, a thin middle-aged man wearing bright yellow clothes suddenly launched a sneak attack from behind, Jun Wuming's palm force with a hint of chilliness just happened to seal off the thin middle-aged man's offensive.

  A loud "boom" shook a palm tree, causing the air to vibrate wildly and sending scattered leaves swirling down in a flurry.

  "A second-order strongman?" The black-clothed youth's palm was overflowing with energy, and the thin middle-aged man's eyebrows were deeply furrowed, with a flash of surprise in his eyes! The three of them had seen that Jun Wuming was young and inexperienced, and had just been preparing to take advantage of him. Who would have thought that they would run into a tough nut!

  "Damn it!"

  With one glance, he shouted loudly in a high-pitched voice like a thin and tall high school student.

  "Old Three, you still haven't made a move, are you prepared to die?!!"

  "He can't even move his hand, he's already dead! You just obediently leave your life behind!"

  You have no name, your face is cold and gloomy, this is not the first time you've been ambushed. Since leaving the mountain stronghold, he has not had a peaceful journey. First, he was pursued by fierce birds in mid-air for hundreds of miles while flying with the wind.

  One face is disheveled, one belly full of anger!

  In the late afternoon, he was robbed of his travel expenses by a group of mountain bandits who didn't know whether they were dead or alive. He was beaten up properly, but unexpectedly, there were several monks hiding among the bandits, and they suddenly launched a sneak attack. Fortunately, at that time, he was careful for a few minutes and only suffered some minor injuries.

  With the help of the extremely dark snake, Huan Ran finally wiped out all those bandit monks.

  Just when I was about to take a short rest, the little black snake warned me again that there were three eerie and stealthy auras approaching from behind, so you launched a preemptive strike.

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  Take him down on the spot.

  "Are you going to kill yourself or should I send you to the west?"

  The three of them had been in this place for many years, and they never easily took action. They had a sense of self-awareness, knowing that the old, weak, sick, and disabled were not to be underestimated. This time, however, they saw that the young man was weak and thought his cultivation was shallow. Who would have thought that he would be so formidable? His attack was fierce and merciless, with no quarter given. Looking at the power in his hand, it was like a deep ocean, icy cold and piercing to the bone. Just as he had barely swept his right arm, he already felt an icy numbness, and his magical powers were dull and unclear. It was clear that his strength far surpassed his own, and he was no match for him.

  "Spare our lives, please spare us! The three of us have been reduced to banditry in this desolate place, and it's not that we wanted to do so. Please spare our lives, I'm willing to be a cow or a horse to repay the kindness of sparing my life!"

  The thin high school student's face changed drastically as he begged for mercy. The boy opposite him had a cold expression, with a black long sword in his hand dripping with blood, his killing intent was overwhelming, and it seemed that the killing machine had already been activated, so he had to think of a way to escape with his life, all sorts of thoughts flashed through his mind, but his mouth kept shouting for mercy.

  "Why should I spare you, a useless person who doesn't deserve to live!"

  His expression unchanged, this thin high school student robbed in the woods, his hands covered in blood. How could he be spared? Looking at his cunning face, clever words and charming appearance, with deep resentment and venom in his eyes, it's clear that he harbors extreme hatred. A person like this deserves to die.

  This thief's cultivation is forcibly breaking through the first realm of the second stage, with no apparent aura, and it's difficult to advance. There's not even a bit of value that can be cultivated, keeping him would only bring disaster.

  The youth's murderous intent grew thicker, and the thin middle-aged man was frightened to the point of having soft legs and a pale face. He hastily said: "Young master, please spare my life! My ancestors were from a great clan, and one of them left behind a treasure map. If you spare me, I'll give it to you!"

  His expression changed slightly, what a great ability! Every strong man who can become a world-renowned great master is not simple, and the mansions left behind are priceless.

  "Oh, so you still have some use." The young man's face changed greatly, the thin high school student wiped away the cold sweat on his face, and looked at the black-clothed youth with a flattering expression.

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  Not yet 7, the face suddenly stiffened, the complexion slowly turned black, and in one breath, the whole person turned into a ball of black water, leaving only a bright yellow robe on the spot.

  Jun Wuming sneered coldly, and the bandit's mouth begged for mercy, but his hand hesitated at his waist, unwilling to put down. His body secretly circulated the power of the earth, thinking that he didn't know, but how could he know? Jun Wuming had already secretly activated his divine ability during their confrontation, transforming the power of the Divine Water into cloud energy. The deadly force condensed in the Divine Water's power had unknowingly spread into the air, and this middle-aged man unknowingly fell poisoned, dying without knowing what killed him.

  With a slight movement of his wrist, a strong air current washed away the faint bloodstains on the sword's edge, and he sheathed his sword without making even the slightest sound.

  With a wave of his hand, a small black snake flew out from the withered grass at the edge, its black scales emitting a faint glow. The familiar black-clad youth showed a few hints of elegance on his face, and the slightly mischievous red gemstone-like eyes of the snake gazed at the black-clad youth as it slightly stuck out its tongue.

  You smiled without a name or sound, this little snake is extraordinary in spirit and has also learned to ask for rewards. Gently tapping the snake's head, carefully stroking its dark-colored body, a small cluster of spiritual flesh appeared in one's hand.

  This was the dry ration that Jun Wuming had entrusted to a merchant caravan when he was in the mountains. These spiritual meats were not only extremely delicious, but also greatly beneficial for nourishing one's essence and blood. They were truly priceless. For these spiritual meats, Jun Wuming had spent a small fortune this time. After eating its fill, the little spirit snake made a few turns before slipping back into the black-clothed youth's sleeve.

  You no longer pay attention to the small black snake that is wildly crawling around your waist, a powerful force emerges in mid-air, and a whirlwind transforms into a vortex that sucks up the bright yellow clothes among the weeds on the ground, and with a slight exertion of palm strength, these bright yellow clothes turn into flying ash filling the sky.

  Only one small black item is left!!!!!