Chapter 699 Spirit-Gathering Mountain Range

The camp rafters are not too big. Zhuo Bufan found a restaurant and walked in at will. It was a very ordinary Chinese restaurant, which was only about middle-grade, but it was already full of people near noon.

With Zhuo Bufan's current cultivation base, it would be fine if he didn't eat or drink for a week. Besides, he still had Dragon Fish Pill. He was eating at this restaurant just to get some news.

The restaurant is full of ordinary people. There are many people wearing down jackets and padded jackets, all dressed up as modern people, but Zhuo Bufan feels the breath of a few warriors in the restaurant.

Zhuo Bufan ordered something casually, pretended to eat, spread his spiritual consciousness, and listened to these people's conversations.

On the left, separated by three tables, a middle-aged man and a young man, a man and a woman, are talking.

"Uncle Master, is the news true? I heard that Ying Rafter and Fallen Dragon is about to appear?"

"I heard it too. Anyway, it's okay at home. By the way, it's okay to take you out to see it, lest you sit in Guantian."

"Uncle Master, it would be great if this news is true. If I can get some of the flesh and blood from the dragon's body and take it back for alchemy, maybe I can break through to the realm of the grandmaster before the age of thirty!" the young man whispered.

The middle-aged man frowned and said: "Buddhism practice is also his own practice. After all, it is not advisable to use foreign objects, and it will even ruin your future. Medicine is only an aid. The master of martial arts needs true energy, will of martial arts, and martial arts skills. One kind of unity, solidified together, can be regarded as a master."

Zhuo Bufan frowned and listened to their conversation. These warriors who appeared in the camp rafters really came for the dragon, but this news was obtained from the Tan family. The Tan family does not know it. It is estimated that there are only people from the Black Witch Cult. Know, is the news released by the Black Witch Cult?

However, the sect of the Hehuan Sect is in Lei Province, and he should also know about the dragon falling from the rafters.

Zhuo Bufan's consciousness fell on the two big beards sitting by the window. The two of them were wearing thick mink freshmen, wearing woolen caps, and talking in a low voice.

"Big Brother, this time the Falling Dragon Mountain Range is open, do our two brothers have a chance to fish?"

"Haha, get a handful? Are you all fools in the Black Witch Sect, the Hehuan Sect, and the Azure Dragon Sect? It's not our turn. Besides, I heard that Shadow Killer seems to have also come in this direction. Long."

"Don't the Black Witch Sect, the Acacia Sect, and the Azure Dragon Sect all want to kill the shadows? If they fight, then we brothers can take advantage of it."

"Let's watch it then. We'd better go back to the hotel and take a good rest. You will have to do something about the Juling Mountain tomorrow. Let's see the situation."

Zhuo Bufan took back his spiritual consciousness, how did these people know their whereabouts and know that they were here?

Zhuo Bufan wondered, how could these people know his whereabouts? In fact, his whereabouts were posted on the Internet.

"Juling Mountain Range?" Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly, and left the hotel after checking out. After leaving the hotel, Zhuo Bufan went for a stroll in the park and found some old men and women to learn about some legends about the dragon falling from the camp.

Zhuo Bufan asked about the Juling Mountain Range again. There was a rolling mountain range north of the camp rafter, like a green mountain barrier, across the sky. The strangest thing is that the mountains have been surrounded by clouds and mist for many years. People who entered the mountains have disappeared. No one has walked out alive. Therefore, the mountains are also called death mountains by the locals, and no one dares to go deep.

After resting for one night, Zhuo Bufan sat in the room, breathing in, and adjusting his body to the most complete state.

After all, tomorrow he might meet people from the Hehuan Sect, the Azure Dragon Sect and even the Black Witch Sect. He and these people have been endlessly dying, and there is no way to avoid a battle.

When the moon rabbit fell, the golden crow rose, reflecting the brilliant colorful light through the clouds and fog.

Zhuo Bufan packed his things and left the hotel and set off. He was looking for remote places along the way, transporting his true essence, faster than cycling, and within two hours, he reached the bottom of the mountain range.

However, at this time, bodyguards in black clothes and black trousers were already standing below the mountain range, and some people from Mobailai blocked the entire mountain pass, and even nearby villagers were not allowed to go up the mountain.

"Old lady, aren't you going up the mountain?" Zhuo Bufan saw an old lady with a crouching back and carrying a bamboo basket turned back and asked.

"Hey, I can't go up to the mountain. We were all sealed off, so we are not allowed to go up." The old woman said, coughed slightly and sighed.

Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly, "Who sealed the mountain?"

"Young man, you are not one of us here." The old wife said kindly. "Young man, I advise you to leave quickly. These people are here. There must be something wrong."

After speaking, the old woman carried the bamboo basket and walked towards the village.

Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly, and then strode towards the mountain pass. If he walked around, he could also go up, but it would waste a lot of time.

As soon as he walked to the mountain pass, a bodyguard in black stood up and looked at Zhuo Bufan with cold eyes, "Master Wei has an order, this mountain is closed, and other people cannot enter."

When Zhuo Bufan raised his palm and was about to kill these people directly into the mountain, he suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Uncle, are there really flood dragons here?"

Turning his head, I saw a woman wearing black leather pants and a white down jacket. Next to him was a middle-aged man wearing a purple gold-rimmed Tang suit, about fifty years old, followed by a group of strict bodyguards.

"Is it true that I don't know?" said the middle-aged man in Tang suit.

"Hey, what are you doing? People are not allowed to enter here. Come and leave quickly." The bodyguard who followed the middle-aged man in Tang suit saw Zhuo Bufan sternly.

The middle-aged man and the woman next to them raised their heads and saw Zhuo Bufan standing at the entrance of the mountain.

"Huh, why are you?" the woman exclaimed. This woman is Zhang Yuxuan who Zhuo Bufan rescued yesterday, but she did not expect to meet Zhuo Bufan here.

The middle-aged man in a Tang suit frowned suspiciously: "Xiaoxuan, do you know him?"

"Uncle, I didn't tell you yesterday that I was robbed, or he saved me, he can martial arts." Zhang Yuxuan said truthfully.

The middle-aged man in Tang suit waved his hand, and the bodyguard who stood in front of Zhuo Bufan stepped back.

"This little brother, my name is Wei Zhongkui, I don't know the name of the little brother Gao?" Wei Zhongkui asked with a kind expression on his face.

Wei Zhongkui was a battalion rafter man with a wealth of wealth and wealth. He still had his eyesight. In such a cold weather, Zhuo Bufan didn't seem to be cold in his single clothes, and he beat two robbers with his bare hands. He should be a practising family.

"Zhuo Bufan." Zhuo Bufan said.

Zhang Yuxuan smiled and said: "I thought you were already home, why did you come here?"