When Zhang Tong and Hong Jiuniang heard this, their faces changed slightly, they didn't expect that Wenxiu Mountain actually had a master of the Void Realm, as for Prince Li on the side, he was even more delirious, and his eyes were terrified.

Because Prince Li is different from Zhang Tong and Hong Jiuniang, he himself has not even reached the realm of refining gods, and the reason why he can sit here is because of the prestige of his father Flame Ancestor, and all along, Prince Li has also put Flame Ancestor in the first place in his heart.

And now that Tong Lao mentioned the Returning to the Void Realm, he had exceeded the limit of the Flame Ancestor, which was equivalent to extinguishing the source of Prince Li's confidence and pride at once, making him suddenly remember that on this shijie, even with the support of the Flame Ancestor, it was not so safe.

Originally, Prince Li had heard some rumors about Wen Xiushan earlier, and when he heard Tong Lao mention it, he also wanted to go with him to have a look, which could be regarded as gaining some knowledge, but now when he heard that there was actually a master of returning to the void realm over there, he immediately extinguished this idea of him.

And Zhang Tong and Hong Jiuniang, although they were taken aback, they did not retreat, after all, both of them were already masters who had reached the realm of refining gods, and they were not like Prince Li, who won by their backgrounds.

"Return to the Void Realm! Isn't that higher than the cultivation of the Mountain Lord!" Hong Jiuniang frowned slightly, she had seen in her life, the strongest cultivation was the master of Yunlu Mountain, the Flame Ancestor, and he had only only cultivated to the peak of the Refining God Realm, and there was still a big step away from returning to the Void Realm!

Although it is said that the peak of the God Refining Realm seems to be only one step away from the Returning to the Void Realm, in fact, there is a world of difference between the two, even more than the gap from the realm of the Twelve Little Zhou Tian to the realm of God Refining. Without great opportunity and perseverance, it is difficult to break through the past, even if it is a natural asset.

"Yes! It is indeed a master of the Returning to the Void Realm, otherwise you would think that Wenxiu Mountain. Every day, people come and go, the four sides converge, between the exchanges, there are not a few desperate outlaws, if there is no strong master in charge, how can we ensure that a few Jiazi do not have a major incident. ”

Tong Lao knows the situation of Wenxiu Mountain very well, and has inquired clearly over the years and met Zhang Tong and Hong Jiuniang. The two of them were all suppressed, and they were also relieved, he didn't know what Zhang Tong's temper was, but he knew Hong Jiuniang quite well. Or scare and scare. When you get to Wenxiu Mountain, you have to make a mess.

"I don't know if Tong Lao knows who is hosting behind that Wen Xiushan, such a big scene. There is also a master of returning to the void, presumably it will not come for nothing!" Zhang Tong and the other Tong Lao finished speaking, and hurriedly asked, compared to the master of returning to the void, Zhang Tong is more concerned with who the backstage boss of Wenxiushan is.

Although Zhang Tong had never heard of this kind of place before, it can be imagined. Like a casino, without strong strength, it will definitely not be able to open, and in this southwest hinterland, I am afraid that it is also the same as the Qingcheng ghost market, and it is inseparable from the Qingcheng faction.

But something unexpected to Zhang Tong. When Tong Lao heard him ask, he shook his head and said, "This old man doesn't know! There have been a lot of rumors about Wenxiu Mountain over the years. Some say that it was set up by a very high level of cultivation, and some say that it was the joint efforts of several local scattered cultivators, and there are various other theories, but zuihou does not have a clear answer, and the relevant families remain silent, neither admitting nor denying, as if they have formed a tacit understanding, which is really a little puzzling. ”

"Sure enough, it's a little weird, according to reason, there is such an industry, it's not a shameful thing, even if it is not publicized everywhere, it will not be kept secret!" Zhang Tong showed a puzzled look, but this is nothing, there are always many people with strange temperaments in the cultivation world, and some things cannot be judged by common sense.

So Zhang Tong didn't take it seriously, just sighed, and then said: "But it doesn't matter, as long as the rules are reasonable and fair, it doesn't matter who he is backstage, it doesn't matter who we are." ”

"That's right!" Tong Lao also smiled when he heard this, originally when he heard Zhang Tong ask just now, he was afraid that Zhang Tong would not know the details, so he didn't want to go, but now he was finally relieved, and at the same time, he was also afraid that the night would be long and dreamy, so he immediately explained some details of Wenxiu Mountain to Zhang Tong and Hong Jiuniang, and then immediately set off, left the Heishui River, and went straight to the direction of Wenxiu Mountain.

Because Tong Lao was not the first time to go to Wenxiu Mountain, he was familiar with the road, and as soon as he got out of Shuifu, he released the light and flew straight to the west.

Tong Lao's escape light is not a flying sword, but a pale pink cloud light, not just a magic weapon for cultivation, the speed is actually extremely fast, several times more than an ordinary flying sword.

And Hong Jiuniang's escape is still a flame, hunting and burning, whirring through the air, although compared with her cultivation, the speed is not fast, but it is not weaker than others.

It was Zhang Tong, urging the flying sword, following the two, and converging the sword light to three or four zhang long, and the speed was neither fast nor slow, neither competing nor lagging behind, so that the old boy who was secretly observing couldn't figure out the front of him for a while.

Although Hong Jiuniang swore just now that Zhang Tong's cultivation was much higher than her, Tong Lao has always believed that hearing is false, seeing is believing, even if the surface is not revealed, but he still has doubts about Zhang Tong's strength in his heart, until Zhang Tong released the flying sword, which surprised Tong Laoda.

The sword light of the Vermilion Bird Sword, even if it was deliberately suppressed by Zhang Tong, was not comparable to other ordinary flying swords. Although Tong Lao is not proficient in swordsmanship, but after living for hundreds of years, his experience and insight are extremely rich, just with his eyes, he can see that it is extraordinary, and he can't help but gasp, and secretly thinks in his heart: "What a pure sword light! I'm afraid it's not inferior to the mountain master's Vajra Fire Sword! What is the origin of this young man, not only is his cultivation extremely high, but this kind of flying sword is not something that an idler can have, even if the descendants of the four factions and three sects are rarely rewarded." ”

Tong Lao thought to himself, and on the other hand, he had improved another level in the face of Zhang Tong's reliance, and he no longer dared to be contemptuous, and even secretly suspected that Zhang Tong was most likely a disciple of a hermit senior, and only passed on one person, no other senior brothers, and all the resources of the sect were piled up on him alone.

If this is the case, it will be even more remarkable, even more provocative than those disciples of the four sects and three sects. Although the strength of the four factions and three sects is strong, all of them are behemoths, but correspondingly, there are many disciples, even if one or two die, they will not hurt their muscles and bones, let alone make mistakes, and they will go to great lengths to seek revenge. Therefore, sometimes the disciples of the four sects and three sects die outside, and they will not be able to do so, and no one will pursue them.

However, as Tong Lao guessed, a certain senior master, who selected the disciple of the inheritance, was wholeheartedly used as the successor of the mantle. Once you go out on a business trip, you must not be good, provoke the anger of that senior, take revenge, and never die. This is also one of the reasons why because of Weishenme, Zhang Tong killed the disciples of the Tianchi Sword Sect last time, and he can still be free until now.

It's just that there is one point, Tong Lao guessed wrong, Zhang Tong did not have the fictional senior master behind him at all. At this time, Zhang Tong didn't know that Tong Lao's heart, cranky, had already classified him into the unfathomable ranks.

Seeing that after leaving the Heishui River, the three of them went all the way to the west, out of the bottom of the plain, and after entering the mountainous area, Zhang Tong calculated in his heart that there were about more than 20,000 miles, and the eyes were full of white snow-capped mountains, abrupt and towering, endless.

This is also the topographic characteristics of the southwest area, the east plain, the climate is suitable, the vegetation is luxuriant, even if it is a high mountain abyss, it is full of vitality, but to the west, close to the West Kunlun Mountain area, it begins to become a snow-capped mountain ice field, the cold wind is biting, the cold is incomparable, not to mention ordinary people, but all those who cultivate to be below the fourth small Zhou Tian can not bear it, once they stay for a long time, they must be cold and cold into the body, forming cold poison, endangering life.

Fortunately, after reaching the realm of refining gods, the true qi in the body turned into mana, reaching the point of being otherworldly, and these cold and wind forces in the natural world had no effect on Zhang Tong and the others.

Just after entering the Daoxue Mountain Plateau, and flying forward for about four or five thousand miles, Tong Lao suddenly slowed down his speed, stretched out his hand and pointed forward, said "It's here", and landed straight down.

Zhang Tong and Hong Jiuniang also stopped busy, and followed the direction pointed by Tong Lao, only to see that in front of them, about dozens of miles away, surrounded by mountains, there was a glacial lake, the surface of which was frozen into ice, all of which were turquoise, like a huge sapphire.

In the middle of the ice lake, there is a city, in which the houses and buildings are all made of ice carvings, crystal clear, white and flawless, in and out of the city, it is a treasure of light, shuttling back and forth, endlessly, without a mortal.

"Is this Wenxiu Mountain? Isn't it a mountain, how did it become a lake?" Zhang Tong saw it from afar, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, the city formed by ice sculptures in front of him was completely different from the Wenxiu Mountain he thought in his mind.

I know this allusion. Hong Jiuniang on the side, hearing Zhang Tong's words, replied with a smile: "I heard that this Wenxiu Mountain was indeed a mountain, but later, somehow, more than 200 years ago, it was suddenly moved away overnight, and the original buildings on the mountain were retained, and they simply fell on the original site and became what it is now." ”

"Overnight, move the mountain!" Zhang Tong was taken aback when he heard it, although as a person who cultivates the truth, he has long been familiar with moving mountains and reclamation or something, but when it comes to Zhen'er, the so-called moving mountains and reclamation is to destroy a small mountain, or block a river or something, the real ten thousand mountains, the weight is not more than billions of catties, even if it is a master who has reached the realm of returning to the void, he can crush it, but it is impossible to remove it. (To be continued.) )