But no matter how uncomfortable her heart was, when the clouds opened in front of her eyes, everything was left behind by her.

No matter how good the scenery around you is, how can you compare with the unknown beauty of the scenery ahead?

All the way to the sword, it is not the first time to go to Shu Mountain, when the foundation was built, Jia Jia once took advantage of the Zichuan secret realm at the foot of Shu Mountain to go ahead.

However, even so, it is only a distant view, and it has not really stepped on it.

Hundreds of thousands of years, after the wind and rain washed, the land of Shenzhou is left only Kunlun and Shushan after all, compared to the majestic momentum of Kunlun, Shushan is more like its head Yang Xianwen, mixed with the realm of immortals.

The clouds and mist are ethereal, and the mountains rise from the ground, straight into the sky, and as they approach the realm of the immortal family step by step, they gradually remove the clouds and mist, and the remnants of the hundreds of thousands of years of time have finally lifted the veil of mystery and appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Although the clouds are deep and I don't know where to go, there is still an end to the road.

Estimating that the time was almost up, Jia Jia summoned Ye Zhen.

Although Ziqiao is already a cultivator in the middle of Jindan, and he often goes out to practice on weekdays, he has never been to this sect as famous as Kunlun.

The Kunlun Mountain Gate is a high gate cast by a 10,000-year-old keystone, which is simple but also solemn.

Walking to the territory of Shushan, Zhan Hong's tears couldn't help but be the first to sigh with emotion: "Sure enough, it is Shushan where the mountains are full of sword cultivation!"

Even the Kunlun sword cultivators are not a few, but like now, the monks who go out to practice, hunt demon beasts and return, or the Shushan disciples who go to the Fang City in a hurry to exchange for rare treasures, everyone is a white-clothed long sword. It's more of an antique sword cultivation in general. Take the crude polyester rope as the guide. The sword hangs behind him. The appearance is handsome, and he has a true sword cultivation style.

The standard clothing of the sect in Shushan may be to live up to the situation of this great immortal family, all of them are wide-robed, walk with feathers in the wind, and wear red rope and white jade around the waist that shows the identity card of the sect.

But after the foundation is built, everyone can fly with the sword, and such a Qi cultivation disciple can't walk with the sword yet. But with a long sword in his hand and cloth shoes on his feet, he followed the method of the ancient monks step by step, and walked back. One is to practice the body, and the other is to grind the mind.

In such a scene where everyone is fluttering, at a glance, only one person is out of place, standing silently in front of the gate of Kunlun Mountain, silently looking forward.

She was also wearing the most ordinary sect disciple clothes, and the women's sect clothes were well-cut. Waist embroidery, has a different beauty of tranquility. You can wear it on her. But it is really full of money, and it is full of support, not only is it not a little quiet and beautiful, but it looks a little bloated.

Seeing their group coming, the nun's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly took a few steps forward: "You are here." ”

"Ye Zhen. Jia Jia clasped her fists and saluted.

"Kunlun Zhan Red Tears (Zhuangziqiao) has seen Ye Zhenren. ”

Ye Zhen smiled at the two of them and nodded, and then looked at Jia Jia again: "Please!" Ye Zhen has been preparing for a long time. ”

Except for the occasional passing Kunlun junior who stopped and saluted her: "Ye Zhenren!", Jia Jia didn't see other people who intersected with her, it seems that Ye Zhen is really not a gregarious person in the sect. But with her temperament, it's not strange.

Walking through the long white jade staircase, the eyes suddenly opened up, and in the center of the venue thousands of miles away, countless monks held three-foot long swords and danced swords in the center of the venue.

The sword light is fleeting, and the clothes are fluttering. As a sword cultivator, Zhuangziqiao almost instinctively stopped. These tens of thousands of sword cultivators gathered in one place, and the grand scene of dancing swords in the wind had never been seen in Kunlun.

The sword pointed with the wind, and I don't know who it was, so he took the lead in singing: "Qingyuan Guiyi Sword Technique!"

"Rise!" a small group of monks danced their swords in unison.

"Yangxi!" The range of the sword dancing monk slowly expanded, forming a trend.

"Eve!"

"Stop!"

......

It's not just Zhuangzi Bridge, but even Jia Jia and Zhan Hong's tears can't help but stop, open their eyes wide, and look in.

Seeing that between several sword momentums, tens of thousands of sword cultivators in the field were in the same posture, and a sword pointed straight at the sky, and the sound of "Qixi", "Zhang Xi", and "Yangxi" danced with the wind.

Ten thousand people danced together, such a momentum is huge, in the whole world, only Shushan can see such a magnificent scene of Lin enthusiastic palpitations.

Ziqiao had already unconsciously closed his voice, his eyes lit up, at this time, even his master Gu Lang came in person, I am afraid that he will not be able to call him back.

As a true cultivator, although Jia Jia was also infected by this grand scene, she was missing one of them after all, just looking at the big scene in front of her like this, although she was excited, it was just a coincidence, not a little more, no less than a point.

Among the few people present, although Ye Zhen was born in Kunlun since she was a child, first, she has already abandoned the sword and cultivates her body, and secondly, although the sword cultivation in Shu Mountain is a magnificent scenery, it is just an old scar to her, Ye Zhen naturally does not feel much, and the red tears are roughly the same as Jia Jia, she is a true cultivator, and some worship and insight for sword cultivation are sometimes difficult to understand.

But Zhuangziqiao is different, he is a genuine sword cultivator, after Jia Jia was excited, he looked at him, but saw that his eyes were crystal clear and there were tears flashing, not only excited, but also surging.

Qingyuan returned to a sword trick dance, Zhuangziqiao silently retracted his gaze, hung his head for a moment, and then looked up with a light face.

Seeing that he didn't look anything unusual, Ye Zhen nodded his chin slightly, turned around and continued to lead the way.

Zhuangziqiao gathered the excitement in his eyes, this trip, only this almost antique ten thousand sword dance, it was worth the trip.

Ye Zhen's character is not complicated, on the contrary, it is simple and pure, and it is easy for people to see through at a glance. I don't have a deep relationship with her, so of course, Ye Zhen's residence has become a desperate household: among the foothills of the Hidden Fog Mountain, there is only one inconspicuous three-entry courtyard, surrounded by tall trees.

Zhan Hongtear was also the first time to come back to Kunlun, and he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, looked left and right, and reached out to grab a black beetle on the green tree on the side very quickly: "There are many trees, and there are many insects." ”

As soon as the words fell, I felt a cold wind flashing in front of me, and when I opened my eyes again, the beetle had already been held in Ye Zhen's palm.

"Don't touch these bugs. I saw her delicate face frowning, paused, and said, "Poisonous!"

"Poisonous?" Zhan Hong's eyes were round with tears, and after a moment, he stammered and shouted, "My hands are numb!"

Jia Jia noticed that although Ye Zhen frowned, she was not nervous, and she was already relieved: "Senior Sister Zhan, don't be nervous!"

Zhan Hong looked at her with teary eyes, and the pungency of the past suddenly disappeared, but he still firmly remembered that he was here to be a "guest", and forced himself to hold back his past temperament and try to be "calm".

Zhan Hong's temperament is so special, today's performance is not to mention Jia Jia, even Zhuangziqiao was stunned, and kept looking up at her, but he didn't say anything very obediently.

"Don't be afraid!" Ye Zhen glanced at her tearful hand, reached out and took out a pill from the storage bag and handed it over: "Eat it first! I'll go find the pill for you." ”

Zhan Hong obediently swallowed the pill with tears, and his eyes paused on Ye Zhen's hand: "Why are you okay?"

Ye Zhen smiled: "My hand is no different from an iron arm, how can it be poisoned? You wait here for me, I'll come when I go." ”

After that, the whole person was a little on tiptoe, jumped up, and went straight into the sky, Ye Zhen's residence was already halfway up the mountain, close to the top of the mountain, and this jump went straight to the top of the mountain.

Jia Jia's eyesight is good, but at the top of the mountain, a bamboo and wood fence hut stands against the top, thinking about it, Ye Zhen is looking for the person to ask for the elixir.

After Ye Zhen left, Zhan Hong looked around with a sad face, and smothered his body: "How can this Shu Mountain have any poison with a random insect? It's really terrible? I just saw that insect look funny, I haven't seen it." ”

But after listening to Jia Jia's silence for a long time, she said leisurely: "Senior Sister Zhan, you look up at Lu. ”

Zhan Hong blinked in surprise, looked up at Lu, and Ziqiao also raised his head at Jiajia's voice.

The moment they looked up, their faces changed at the same time: "This is ......"

But when I saw the top of the tree, there was a black pressure, and I endured a little discomfort in my heart, and I turned my eyes to look around with red tears, but I saw that the place where I saw it was already black and cloudy.

I couldn't hold it anymore, I screamed, although I covered my mouth in time, I still looked at Jia Jia with a shocked face: "Jia Jia, did I make a mistake, this is not Shu Mountain, it is the territory of the Demon Dao?"

Ziqiao is also a miserable white with a continuous brush, but compared to Zhan Hong's tears, he has to calm down a few points: "Shushan is known as the sword Gu double unique, I think these insects should be underage Gu worms!"

Jia Jia nodded: "It should be so." It's just that the name of Shushan Sword Cultivation is too loud, which makes everyone ignore it. ”

Zhan Hong's tears were pale, looking at his hands in shock, there was silence between several people for a moment, and then he saw Ye Zhen jumping down from top to bottom, not very light posture and fluttering figure, under the overlap of the two, the contradiction is really eye-catching.

"After taking this pill, you'll be fine. Ye Zhen walked to Zhan Hong's side, and didn't talk nonsense, raised his hand and handed over the pill.

But seeing Zhan Hong's tears and a pill into his abdomen, after a while, he moved his arm in surprise: "It's okay." ”

Ye Zhen smiled and nodded, seeing Zhan Hongxian and the others jumping away from the green wood forest with expressions, after thinking about it, he said: "It's okay, those Gu insects don't attack people, they just accidentally touch it, and it's okay to go to the top household to ask for a pill." I'll see you rest for a few days today, and tomorrow, I'll take you and others around, okay?"

(To be continued......)