Duan Yu, a nerd, was also granted the title of Xiaoyao Hou. He was strictly established at home by his father to learn the rules of Han etiquette. He was not allowed to leave the house. Naturally, he lost this opportunity in the original book.

Liu Hao and Mu Wanqing are also happy to travel all the way and enjoy the magnificent mountains and rivers.

Mu Wanqing, a wild rose with thorns, was picked by Liu Hao. In recent days, she has been getting along with Liu Hao day and night. Her feelings have heated up rapidly. She has been completely conquered by Liu Hao and is more obedient than a sheep.

They are easy to follow, like glue, but they have a feeling of immortals and heroes wandering the Jianghu.

"Your Majesty, what's worth seeing about this limitless sword sect?"

On the mountain road, Mu Wanqing hugged Liu Hao's arm, facing the boundless mountain breeze, swept the green silk beside her ears and asked softly.

In her eyes, Liu Hao seems to be a master of martial arts and has become the largest expert in the world. Even Tianlong temple, the holy land of Wulin, has been suppressed. It is only a limitless sword sect. It may be called a first-class sect in the southwest, but it is not worth mentioning for Liu Hao.

Liu Hao observed the immeasurable mountain with Qi watching skill and said with a light smile: "immeasurable sword sect is a mediocre generation. Naturally, it's not worth mentioning. Behind the immeasurable mountain, there is a great opportunity, which can be taken easily..."

The northern underworld magic skill is not so attractive to Liu Hao, who has already achieved great success, but Liu Hao wants to see if the plot has changed. Maybe he can get some clues of the mysterious Xiaoyao sect from here.

They walked in the mountains like walking on the ground. The royal guards had long held the holy emperor's gold medal and went straight to the mountain gate to intimidate Zuo Zimu, the leader of the limitless sword sect. However, there were no limitless sword sect disciples who didn't have eyes to send them up for trouble

The earth has turned upside down in Dali recently, and the Jianghu has been shocked by the killing!

As the leader of a sect, Zuo Zimu is naturally well-informed. As a Jianghu sect, he can't compete with the national Imperial Army in any case.

Liu Hao had just reached the top of Wuliang Mountain. Zuo Zimu of Wuliang sword sect took his disciples down the mountain in person to greet the saint. More than ten feet away, he fell on his knees and shouted, "long live your majesty, Cao min Zuo Zimu!"

While saluting, Zuo Zimu glanced at the corner of his eye. He was surprised to see the legendary Xiaoxiong who waved troops to kill Dali.

"Your Majesty is going to visit Wuliang Mountain. Would you like me to guide your majesty? This is a paradise on earth with beautiful scenery. Your majesty can stay for a few days if he is elegant..."

This guy was in Tianlong and threw himself into Tianshan lingjiu palace. Sure enough, he was obsequious and wanted to take advantage of the situation to hold Liu Hao's thigh.

"It's all right. You step back. I'll walk around with my concubine at will."

Liu Hao frowned slightly, waved his hand and motioned the people to step down. The cave is the old place of the Xiaoyao sect. There are many people with mixed eyes, but it disturbs the quiet.

"Yes!"

When the Wuliang sword sect respectfully retreated, Liu Hao suddenly disappeared from the cliff.

Zuo Zimu looked back and saw some clues. His heart was cold: such lightness skills!?

The Great Han Emperor, unexpectedly, swept down from the Baizhan cliff. Is he a man or a god!?

Liu Hao holds Mu Wanqing's slender waist. They are like eternal clouds. They soar into the air and fall suddenly. When the momentum is too strong, they step on the ancient trees on the cliff. With a little help, in a moment, Liu Hao has landed steadily on the ground.

Bai Zhang fell in the air. Mu Wanqing was afraid. Her long eyelashes trembled and were very cute. Liu Hao pinched her snow cheek and smiled, "Wan Qing, you can open your eyes."

"Wow! It's so beautiful here!"

Mu Wanqing's beautiful eyes give off some light slightly. She grew up in the valley with Qin HongMian when she was young, but it's not as good as this secret place behind the boundless mountain!

The blue-green Mirror Lake is like a huge mirror, with phosphorescent light shining on the sky, while the surrounding cliffs are covered with moss and full of green.

"The free and unfettered sect is free and carefree, but it can pick places..."

Liu Hao looked around and observed the terrain.

It's not unreasonable to say that mountains and rivers nourish people. It's a wonderful place where mountains and rivers meet and have a deep aura. Living in such a place is that ordinary people can live longer than ordinary people. When practicing martial arts here, they have no distractions, and their martial arts benefit faster than ordinary places.

Following the terrain, Liu Hao groped and finally found the entrance and entered the cave where there was no cliff in the past.

Duan Yu got the Beiming magic skill and Lingbo micro step from here. Liu Hao swept to his destination and saw that there was only a lifelike goddess statue in the empty cave, which seemed to be sad.

"The past is like quicksand in your fingers..."

Liu Hao fixed his eyes and said slowly: "wuyazi is entangled in men's and women's affairs. He cares about one thing and loses the other. The pattern is smaller after all. Several women accept it together, which is what the big husband did..."

Call——

Liu Hao wouldn't kowtow like Duan Yu's nerd, stretch out his hand and grab the Scriptures hidden in the futon in his palm.

Ding Dong!

"Congratulations to the host, who has won the northern underworld magic skill and is rated as Emperor!"

"Congratulations to the host, who has won Lingbo micro step and is rated as Emperor!"

"Congratulations to the host. Open the ultimate secret mission of Xiaoyao. Please collect the magic skills of the whole Xiaoyao sect. You will have great fortune!"

The northern underworld divine skill and Lingbo micro step have already started, but Liu Hao's attention has fallen on the ultimate secret of carefree.

"There is a fish in the northern underworld, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know it's thousands of miles away; it turns into a bird, and its name is Peng. Peng's back is thousands of miles away; it flies in anger, and its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky..."

Liu Hao sweeps this secret script in his palm at a glance, and a clear understanding gradually emerges in his heart: the meaning of carefree is taken from the Taoist sage Zhuangzi. This mysterious skill is about the foundation of the inside information. Beiming divine skill is to constantly plunder people's internal power and expand their own Dantian, so as to expand their own skill.

"Although the northern underworld magic skill is exquisite, it is not practical for me as far as the current situation is concerned..."

Liu Hao's eyes turned and fell on Mu Wanqing