The Mightiest Little Peasant

The mountain road was full of people.

Men and women, old and young, all huddled together, rushing up one after another, fearing that it would be a step slower.

A lot of scolding broke out during the shoving.

"Hey! Young man, how can you do this, you have to respect the old and love the young, and care for the seniors, do you know!"

A white-haired grandpa was squeezed out and grabbed the perpetrators in anger.

"Young man? Dead man, you are blind! I am over a thousand years old!" The "young man" rolled his eyes.

"I depend! Are you older than me?"

The uncle was shocked. The guy in front of him looked only seventeen or eighty years old. He was very tender and white.

"Too shameless!"

Then he was indignant and scolded, somewhat shameless.

Obviously, this is an old monster with a tender appearance, and after eating some elixir and spirits of rejuvenation, it became this look.

"Fuck! I want you to manage! Get away! Get away! Don't hinder!" The "young man" shook off the uncle's hand and rushed upward.

In the crowd, such quarrels are common, and even enemies meet to fight.

Here, they did not dare to use Dao Yuan, they could only fight each other in flesh and fight like a scoundrel. Whenever they encountered such a thing, a circle of people next to them cheered and were very lively.

This time Daozuka was opened, almost all the cuts in this star field came, no matter the big faction, the little faction, or the casual repair, whether it was the elders or the disciples, all came.

If there are more people, it must be lively.

Tang Hao rushed all the way, and he encountered dozens of people fighting, even more quarreling and scolding each other.

Noisy on the road, just like a vegetable market.

"Good fight! One more punch!"

"Brother, come on!"

He stopped and watched for a while, shouted a few times, and set off the atmosphere.

Towards hundreds of meters, a monument appeared on the side of the road, with a big word engraved on it.

"It's a hundred feet!"

Someone pointed to the stele and explained.

"This mountain is ten thousand feet high. There are 100 such monuments. We have only climbed one percent!"

After passing this monument, the road ahead became gentle, and there were vague arches in the fog on both sides. Look closely, it is a burial mound.

Some are made of loess, and some are made of bluestone, all of different sizes and shapes.

In front of each burial mound, there is a monument of various sizes, some are very simple, they are engraved with a name, and some even have no name and are blank.

But some of them are engraved with splendid engravings of their life and various achievements.

"Zhengfeng Zhenjun... Born in the Spirit Star of the Cave, cut two, killed thousands of enemies in his life, Megatron Star! This senior is good!"

"Peach Blossom True Monk... Born in Xia Xingxing, cut two, and in her life... countless mistresses? Hey! This is a cow!"

The crowd walked all the way, glanced at the tombstones, and whispered.

The tomb of the true peach blossom king has attracted a lot of attention.

At the same time, they also released their soul consciousness and felt something.

Most burial mounds have no aura, and only a few of them can have Dao Yunling around, which also means that there is Dao Soul on it.

I don't know how many years this road tomb has existed, at least for ten thousand years. I don't know how many people have visited here. Most of the Tao souls here have been taken away.

Without Dao Soul, these are waste mounds.

A lot of people gathered in front of the tombs that still had the soul of Dao.

"Seniors are on it, and they are worshipped by younger ones!"

"Senior, we are really destined! They are all Donglingxing, they are fellows!"

Some of these people have reached out to each other, and some are flattering. They all tried their best and wanted to be recognized by Dao Soul.

However, there are few Daozukas here. Most people glance at it, then speed up and continue to move forward.

Along the way, the roadside burial mounds are continuous one after another.

Among them, most of them are the five-element avenues such as Yan, wood, and water, and these are the most numerous Dao Dao Dao.

"Humph! It's all rubbish!"

Grand Master Lu disdained the authentic.

He walked in front of the crowd and glanced around, showing contempt.

These Dao Souls couldn't get into his eyes at all. How could he repair such ordinary merchandise as a demon, and this kind of mercy has a lot in his Sun and Moon Mountains.

His goal is above nine thousand feet, those top roads.

On his side, gathered a group of evil spirits.

"This kind of stuff...it's rubbish!"

"Look at those people, the five-way street, you can make them break their heads! It's all waste!"

They looked around and smiled contemptuously, their expressions arrogant.

Their footsteps never stopped, straight up.

Five hundred feet, one thousand feet...

The higher the pressure, the greater the pressure. When it reaches more than 2,000 feet, some people can't hold it anymore. Unfortunately, they stop. The more they go up, the more people are eliminated.

At five or six thousand feet, the number of people fell sharply, only the group of evil spirits sang forward, all the way up.

Those who stopped, some chose the nearest one, and some returned the same way, and began to choose their own avenue.

Along the mountain road, the graves on both sides were full of people.

They are all sad and worried, and it is really difficult to impress these seniors. Some seniors have set up tests, and all kinds of tricky tests make them very upset.

"Damn, I'm a rough man, you call me to sing a poem, to sing Nima's poems, to sing Nima's pair!"

"Play chess? Play your sister!"

They kept complaining in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say it. They could only continue with a scalp, scratching their heads and scratching their cheeks.

Occasionally, if someone succeeds, it will attract envious eyes.

In the place of more than two thousand feet, a burial mound shook violently, and a glorious rushed out, turning into an old man in white robe.

The old man was kind-eyed and looked at the young man sitting in front of him with a smile, saying: "Young man, very good, you have passed my test, and you are qualified to inherit my soul!"

"Wow! He succeeded!"

"Look, another success!"

Everyone looked up in all directions.

They looked at the young man, all showing envy.

"Young man, you are very talented, come, you take this ray of soul!"

With that said, as soon as the old man was in shape, he would turn into glory and rush towards the young man.

But at that moment, the young man suddenly looked up and grinned a little shyly.

"Sorry! I don't want it!"

"what?"

The old man was stunned.

His eyes were wide, and some reactions could not come.

by!What is the situation?

Passed his test, and don't want his soul?

What is this!

Everyone in the Quartet was also stunned, stunned.

"Senior, I just give it a try, this soul, I really don't need it!" Then, the young man stood up, scratched his head, and turned away.