As soon as Zhang Yanfu entered the battle, he saw that the world here was majestic, the blue sky and clear water, the mountains in the distance stretched, like a lying beast lying on the surface, its back was undulating, and the highest peak was covered by the clouds and mist, ethereal and hazy, and the shape was difficult to distinguish.

On the green mountain beam, you can see the high pavilion palace view of golden glazed tiles, and the Qiongyu tower goes along the mountain Xiangshang and goes straight to the peak.

He counted them and found that there were eighteen mountain beams, each of which was headed to the highest peak.

Because the head of the letter mentioned a few times, because he also knew a little about the origin of this place, he knew that this should be a small world, for the relics of the Yaoyin Mountain Gate of the great faction ten thousand years ago.

He secretly said in his heart: "Seeing that the prohibition here is intact, there must be a place where there is a kind of earthly evil, if I can move a few back to enrich my cave, I don't need to ask for it from that door, and I don't need to be controlled by others." ”

The earth is not like the elixir, if the elixir is old, even if it is well preserved, it will pass the medicinal properties.

But the earth evil is different, as long as it is carefully cultivated at the beginning, then it can evolve on its own, and the earth's leyline aura will never be exhausted.

The trees here are lush and luxuriant, and especially the forbidden formations are not weakened, and if those demons survive, they should not be easily dispersed.

Looking at the palaces in front of him, Zhang Yan's eyes lit up slightly. It has been spread for thousands of years, and there are not many even the Mingcang faction.

Although he had previously obtained a land continent of the Su Clan, and there were several Earth Demon Spirit Veins on it, the most high-grade ones in the Su Clan had already been taken over by the Mountain Gate. These are not as good as those given by Peng Zhenren, so they are not in his eyes, and he has the heart to find a few more, and now that he sees this place, he inevitably thinks about it.

He looked back and forth, took a rough look at these palaces, and saw that there were not as many as a hundred, and he didn't know where the place was hidden. Take a step, look at a step.

At this time, many disciples came out of the gate and appeared at the foot of the mountain.

A few of them hugged each other in front of them, and they were full of spirit, looking at the outfits and dresses on their bodies, and looking at the immortal birds they were riding when they sat down, they knew that they were disciples of the Nanhua School.

Zhang Yan deliberately avoided this group of people, and turned into a light smoke. Go to a secluded place.

When he arrived at a mountain pass, he looked up and saw a scattered figure flying along the ridge, and after a little thought, he knew that there should be a ban covering the whole mountain, and no one could jump to the peak. It is the only way to behave in such a proper manner.

After a few glances, he also flicked his sleeves and flew away.

He didn't hurry up and flew along the mountain road, and after a moment of effort, he met the front peak and turned around. There is an extra rugged stone staircase, and there is an imposing palace on it, and a few figures in front of Shicai are gone.

He pondered for a while, and also pressed the cloud head, and walked into the main hall, which was full of gold and bronze pillars. Carved with dark patterns of strange beasts, the jade bricks under the feet are paved with dust, and the dust is not clean, and it seems that the forbidden array still exists.

In the middle of the main hall is a three-zhang high stone tablet, where more than a dozen monks in different costumes are pointing and pointing.

Someone shouted: "Everyone, the prohibitions in this palace are complicated, if you can't break them, you can't break them by force." A few Daoists had already gone recklessly, but they were injured by that formation and had to retreat, but there was also one Daoist who was unlucky and was trapped. ”

Someone immediately said: "I saw a fellow Daoist of the Shaoqing faction on another mountain road, but he picked up his sword and cut it off, and he broke a way out, but when others tried again, they couldn't do it again." ”

Zhang Yan secretly said: "I never thought that there would be a few people from the Shaoqing faction here, but with the personality of the disciples of the Shaoqing faction, there is nothing else except the sword, and I didn't think that I came here to covet any ancestral treasures, I am afraid that this trip is specially to find an opponent to sharpen the blade of the sword." ”...,

The person who was the first to speak said said with a wry smile: "Shaoqing is the number one faction in the Xuanmen, and the disciples under the sect carry the best magic weapons with them, and I can't compare with the small sects, and when the senior brother broke through with a sword, the formation only delayed for a moment, and then turned again, only one person passed, and the others were not too bad? ”

The people had tried to join forces before, but they were still a little short of it, and now they had no other way to do it, and no one objected to the proposal, so they all retreated to the sides, and sat on one side, while others walked around, knocking and knocking, to see if they could find the treasure.

This prohibition was originally used by the disciples in this mountain gate back then, and as long as the magic was together, they could escape into the high palace, and they didn't have to go up step by step, but now everyone can't understand the mystery, so they have become a tiger blocking the way.

One person sighed: "The one who can create this realm must be a great faction tens of thousands of years ago, and seeing that the forbidden formation has not been destroyed, there may still be a lot of good things left, what do you fellow Daoists think?"

Someone said loudly: "This fellow Daoist is extremely right, just let us and others disagree with those big sect disciples, so there is no need to be too anxious." ”

Everyone nodded their heads, all in deep agreement.

If this is really the legacy of the great sects of the past, I don't know how many good things will be left behind, like the disciples of small sects like them, their eyes are all on the secrets of the exercises, the magic treasure elixir, and those immortal palaces, the earth evil spirit veins, are what the disciples of the big sects need, if not, they have no confidence to be able to compete for it.

At this time, Zhang Yan walked to the stone tablet alone, looking at the prohibition on it, as if he could see God.

Someone kindly reminded: "This fellow Daoist, don't be anxious, wait for half a day, presumably there will be a lot of fellow Daoists coming, and we will work together to break it." ”

Zhang Yan ignored it, stood silently in front of the stele for a moment, and found that it was not very difficult to break through this prohibition, so he stepped forward, relying on his body as solid as gold and iron to rush forward, "boom", the hall trembled, and his figure disappeared.

The disciples in the field were all stunned, slapped their foreheads a little bit, jumped up, and said in ecstasy: "I see!"

He hurriedly stepped forward, and stood there for a while, and then hit the stone tablet with all his strength, only to hear a "bang", and saw him staggering and falling back, facing the sky on his back, and lying on the ground with his head bleeding.

Everyone in the audience looked at each other in amazement.

Zhang Yan came out of the forbidden array and saw that he was standing on a square of acres and sizes.

The left hand side is a deep ravine, the right hand side is a cliff, look up, see a pavilion in the high place, build by the mountain by taking advantage of the situation, and the cliff high wall in one place, extremely precipitous, a waterfall washes down, makes a rumbling sound.

Not far ahead, there is a golden gourd hanging in the air, which spews out a thick smoke like a floating cloud, and a Taoist sits on it, holding a deer-antler-shaped magic weapon in his hand, with a high knot in the Taoist bun, his eyes closed, and the blood stains on his chest are clear, as if he is injured.

A person who looked like a disciple was guarding the side, and when he saw Zhang Yan, he said coldly: "There is a trace of a demon here, pretending to be a monk of my Xuanmen, which disciple is here, and he has not reported his name, don't make a mistake!"

Zhang Yan swept his gaze and said, "Xuan Yuanzi is cultivating in the Lower East China Sea, I don't know what to call you?"

The young monk looked at him carefully, as if to see some flaw, zuihou sighed, put away the sword, and saluted: "The poor road is under the Taihao sect to eat Cuishan." This is my master's uncle, just now there is a demon who knows the way to rage, and I have been entangled for a long time, and then he was injured and retreated, and he was careful. ”...,

Zhang Yan smiled and said: "It turned out to be a Taoist friend of the Taihao faction, thirty years ago, I had a little friendship with the real person of the Han orphan son of your faction in the open sea, but I haven't seen him for many years, I don't know if the real person is good?"

The young monk was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Okay, good, I saw this real person before I went down the mountain." ”

Zhang Yan laughed, squinted his eyes and said, "I don't know which Demon Venerable's subordinate you are?"

The young Daoist's expression remained unchanged, and he frowned and said, "What do you mean by this, Daoist, Hugh has to make such a joke!"

Zhang Yan shook his head and sighed, and said: "Fellow Daoist, you are pretending to be a subordinate of Taihao, and you should also know that Han Guzi is a subordinate of Ningbi Mansion, and he has never left the sect for a hundred years, so why did you get acquainted with me thirty years ago?"

"In addition, there are too many flaws in the Daoists, it can be seen that they are arranged in a hurry, and it is okay to deceive those ignorant people, but it can't deceive the poor Dao. ”

When the young Taoist heard this, he was silent at first, and then he looked up to the sky for a while, and as his laughter drifted by, the image of the Taoist on the gourd also drifted away, and it was actually a phantom that came out of the illusion.

This human appearance is not false, he used this method, using the awe of the disciples of the big sect of loose cultivation, he has already taken the essence of several people, and has won a lot of magic weapons.

He was also a little tired of buying and selling like this, but he was pitiful that those people who could live that ban, and their ability was not shallow, but they were inexplicably buried here and lost their lives.

The young Taoist straightened his clothes and said, "Cai Shen, a true disciple of the Poor Dao Nine Eyes Sect, please ask the true name of the Daoist?"

Zhang Yan stood with his hands in his hands, smiled faintly, and said, "Mingcang, Zhang Yan!"

At this time, a hundred miles away from Qingtong Mountain, the bald Taoist was meditating with his eyes closed, and Xu Gongyuan was guarding beside him, his expression was quite vigilant.

After a while, the bald Taoist slowly opened his eyes, and Xu Gongyuan hurriedly said, "Zhang Zhenren, what's wrong?"

The bald Taoist said: "The body that has been seized from this seat has already been explored, and this place is indeed where the Yaoyin Mountain Gate was located in the past, and my dead ghost uncle didn't lie to me." ”

The blue light in his eyes flashed, and he said: "Now that the universe has changed, my spiritual gate is flourishing, and it is because of this demon palace that this demon palace has come out of the present world. ”

Xu Gongyuan took a breath and hesitated: "A few days ago, the late generation inadvertently saw that there were three Yuanying monks of the Xuanmen Sect who also entered the Qingtong Mountain......

The bald Taoist was dissatisfied: "With this seat here, what are you afraid of?"

Xu Gongyuan took a step back and said in a muffled voice: "What is the real person going to do?"

The Taoist daxiao stood up, he raised his hand, made the shape of the knife, and sneered: "What else can you do, just kill it." ”

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