When Ji Qianming returned to Tianxin Pavilion, it happened to be the third day.

"The Red Dust Sword... is finally born again." Chen Fusheng murmured at the ancient long sword in the sword box, and a little recollection appeared in his eyes.

"The preparations are all done, when will we set off?" Ji Qianming stood in the corridor, looked down at the busy disciples of Tianxin Pavilion below, and turned to ask.

"Anytime." Chen Fusheng smiled slightly.

Ji Qianming nodded and was about to speak, but then seemed to realize something, and suddenly stood there in a daze...

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The mountain that can jump in space and go without a trace... Why is it so familiar?

Isn’t this another Four-Not Mountain?!

Before knowing that Siwu Mountain is actually a super-large Force floating carrier, Ji Qianming only thought Fangcun Mountain was a mountain that was stained with some space power and did not think about technology at all. However, after thoroughly understanding the nature of Siwu Mountain, he found that things did not seem simple...

Ji Qianming turned around stiffly, stared at Chen Fusheng's eyes, and spoke with a strange expression: "Tell me the truth...what is this Fangcun Mountain?"

Chen Fusheng was stunned, as if he didn't expect Ji Qianming to ask such a question. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded slightly: "Yes, now you are the master of Tianxin Pavilion. It's time to hand Fangcunshan over to you... Come with me."

Chen Fusheng slowly stood up, took Ji Qianming down the attic, walked around several paths, and came to a short and inconspicuous thatched hut.

Ji Qianming's brow raised slightly, his spiritual sense swept across the thatched hut, but he did not detect the existence of any forbidden formation.

Chen Fusheng gently pushed open the door and walked in. There was a small and empty room inside, with heavy and dull haystacks piled up half of the room. The corners of the room were covered with spider webs, which looked no different from an ordinary thatched hut.

Chen Fusheng's fingertips slightly pointed, and the thick straw mats piled up under his feet suddenly swept away, revealing a control panel with a metallic luster.

It's exactly the same as the one in Siwushan.

Ji Qianming's eyes narrowed slightly, it turns out that's true...

"Please enter the voice password." When Chen Fusheng touched the operating panel, an electronic sound suddenly came out.

Chen Fusheng was about to say something, but Ji Qianming covered his mouth, showed a mysterious smile, and whispered in his ear: "Let me do it! I'm familiar with this!"

Chen Fusheng was stunned.

Ji Qianming walked forward, cleared his throat, and spoke very badly: "Qianming is the best in the world!"

This is the password set by Ji Qianming on Siwu Mountain a thousand years ago. Chen Jiusu had already informed him. At that time, Ji Qianming was still thinking that the password really had his style...

From this point of view, Fangcun Mountain is actually like Siwu Mountain. They were made by Ji Qianming a thousand years ago. Since it was made by the same person, the password should be exactly the same.

"The password is wrong." A cold electronic sound rang out quietly.

Ji Qianming was petrified directly in place, and he could already feel that Chen Fusheng looked at him strangely...

This is impossible!

Ji Qianming didn't believe in evil, so he tried several passwords in a row: "Ji Qianming is the best in the world!"

"The Ming Emperor is the best in the world!"

"The most handsome in the world!"

"The first in the Qianming Universe!"

“…”

However, none of them are right...

Chen Fusheng looked at Ji Qianming who was gradually becoming crazy and began to doubt whether it was a wise choice to hand over Tianxin Pavilion to the other party.

"I'll do it." Chen Fusheng couldn't help it anymore, interrupted Ji Qianming, who was like a narcissistic maniac, and then spoke calmly: "Ji Huang is the best in the world!"

"The password is correct."

Ji Qianming:???

Why is it that he built his own air carrier but his password is the best in Ji Huang in the world?

"How did this floating mother... this square mountain come from?" Ji Qianming couldn't help but ask.

"Not long after the Emperor Daoxuan ascended the throne of the Emperor, he suddenly brought this Fangcun Mountain back and asked me to build Tianxin Pavilion on Fangcun Mountain, and then taught me step by step... It was said that it was brought back from a mysterious place outside the domain, but in fact it was said that it was given to him by a close friend, and I don't know who it was." Chen Fusheng shook his head.

It seems that he was the one who built this floating carrier in the past and gave it to Daoxuan... Why did he do this? Is this also one of the chess pieces he set up?

Just as Ji Qianming was thinking about it, Chen Fusheng had already started a space jump and selected his target in a place where no one was near the Burial Heaven Abyss.

"The space transition is starting...5,4,3,2,1...the transition begins."

An invisible force field quietly opened, covering the entire mountain of square celestial mountains, as if isolated from the outside world. At the same time, the space outside the mountain stretched like plasticine, retreating rapidly, and the space fluctuated more and more violently.

The disciples of Tianxin Pavilion seemed to have been accustomed to it, and they retreated to the nearby houses in an orderly manner, opened the ban, waiting for the end of the jump.

When the surrounding space fluctuated to the extreme, Fangcun Mountain seemed to have smashed something, making a slight sound, and then the light outside the mountain disappeared out of thin air and fell into absolute darkness.

The next moment, the darkness dissipated, and Fangcun Mountain returned to the world again. At this time, the surrounding environment had changed drastically. The original continuous mountains disappeared without a trace, and replaced by a barren wasteland. The haze enveloped the sky like a tulle, with only a little light passing through, and the sky and the earth was dark.

The force field guarding around Fangcun Mountain dissipated, Ji Qianming walked out of the thatched hut, looked around the scene around the mountain, and his brows frowned slightly.

The death energy here is a little too strong.

The sky is dark and the earth is dark, and no grass grows. Even the concentration of spiritual energy is much thinner than that of other places. Looking around, there is no existence of any creature on this barren land.

In this desolate area, the lush Fangcun Mountain seems very abrupt.

Fortunately, here is already the border of the divine realm, very far away from people, and it is not suitable for living or practicing. Generally speaking, no one will come here at all.

"This is the Burial Heaven Abyss?" Ji Qianming asked.

"No, here is dozens of kilometers away from the outer periphery of the real Burial Abyss. The abyss seems to have some mysterious power, blocking Fangcun Mountain outside. This is already the limit of space jump." Chen Fusheng walked up to explain.

"Enough, I'll walk the next path myself."

For Ji Qianming now, dozens of kilometers are just a journey in the blink of an eye. Tianxin Pavilion has tried its best to send him here.

"Oh by the way, Zimu returned to Tianxin Pavilion yesterday, you'd better go find him." Chen Fusheng seemed to remember something and spoke.

"What? Is there anything wrong with him?"

"It's not that he has something to do, it's the little girl who follows him. She seems to be in a wrong state." Chen Fusheng shook his head.
Chapter completed!