Trepid ~

A crane chime resounded throughout the sky. In the sea of ​​clouds, Yang Yu, who was the "demon-suppressing Sanren", looked around in the sea of ​​clouds and looked at him.

However, with his current vision, he could not see the edge of this stretching mountain above this uncovered sky.

"call!"

After a long time, Yang Yu sat cross-legged and let the white crane soar, supporting the Zhengang to open up many books he had collected over the past few days.

The Martial Saint Yicheng, the identity he chose was much higher than before. The demon-slaying Sanren even had a white crane mount. He traveled thousands of miles and traveled all the villages and towns he felt.

"The blessed land of Wanshou Mountain..."

This is an ancient scroll written in an unknown animal skin. It is also an ancient Taoist script. Yang Yu looked at it quietly and corresponded it to what he knew.

He didn't know what the blessed land and cave heaven meant first, but in this ancient scroll and what he gained in the nine nine mysterious realm, they all pointed to the word "avoiding disaster".

It is also called the "holy place to avoid disasters", the "place to overcome disasters", and the "boat on the other side".

According to legend, any blessed land and cave are created by ancient gods and Buddhas who take the place where spiritual qi gathers in the world, and combine them with many Taoist fruits and magic weapons.

The blessed land of Wanshou Mountain is naturally no exception.

According to the ancient scroll, the blessed land of Wanshou Mountain was originally the cemetery of a great master of "Wanshou Taoist" who was a great master before the eight kalpas.

Later, he was refined into a blessed land by an ancient god with great magical powers, and it was an excellent place to avoid disasters among the seventy-two blessed lands.

"The blessed land is dependent on the heaven and earth, but independent of the heaven and earth. Only in this way can we find a glimmer of life in the great collapse at the end of the catastrophe..."

The records on the ancient scrolls are actually not very detailed.

Who opened up the blessing land of Wanshou Mountain and what power it has, was not mentioned, but it was the only book he discovered that mentioned the Five Internal Views.

According to the above records, the Five Internals View is the original core of this blessed land, and it is also a forbidden place that was banned by the ancient god.

"The Forbidden Land..."

Yang Yu felt a little moved, and suddenly remembered the book "Traveling to the West" he had obtained a long time ago.

Take out the travel notes with extremely strange records from the mustard seed space and flip it casually. It was a chapter about Wanshou Mountain.

‘Three Burials will lift the Gods’ Mountains at will, and the Five Insects will conquer the demons’ longevity!’

Demonic life!

Corresponding to the two books, Yang Yu seemed to have some awareness and started to study the travel notes from the Three Burials of the Demon Monk from the beginning.

On the surface, this is just a story of a monk named "Three Burials" traveling west to seek scriptures under the protection of his four disciples.

But if you read it carefully, you will find that the half-volume travel notes are recorded in the only process of the three monks practicing their way on the road, trying to combine the five paths of "god, immortal, Buddha, demon, and demon".

This travelogue is only half a volume, or even far less than half a volume. To put it bluntly, only five stories are recorded in it.

In addition to the "Five Internal Contemplation of Demons and Life", there are also "Chechi Kingdom Fighting Xuanmen", "The Master of the Seven Buddhas of Heifeng Mountain", "Jindou Mountain invites to fight against the stars of the sky", and "The Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons of Lion Camel Ridge".

After careful calculation, it is also intimately consistent with the five great sects of heavenly beings, such as "god, immortal, Buddha, demon, and demon".

"It's a pity that I can't find other fragments. It's hard to guess too much, but..."

Turning back to the Wanshou Mountain chapter, thinking about the words on it word by word, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel a little moved:

"Demon Shou, Demon Shou, if the three monks really want to suppress the corpses in Wanshou Mountain, then,

The breeze and bright moon are the grave guardians or guardians?”

After this thought changed, Yang Yu felt a little enlightened.

If his idea is true, then...

"If the guardian wants to get rid of his duties, he must be able to break the three burial monks' methods. Qingfeng doesn't seem to work, and the bright moon doesn't work, even if you think so!"

With the long ringing of Baihe, Yang Yu entered the limit this time and withdrew from watching the recipes of the Five Insects.

"The bright moon is still in the five internal organs!"

With this idea, Yang Yu felt very calm.

If he really asked him to search for Wanshou Mountain, which is like a small world, it would be really troublesome.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Yang Yu was about to withdraw when he suddenly felt aroused his heart and waved to get the map of the Qingshui Cold Pond.

This picture is his biggest gain in the recipe of the Five Internal Medicine Viewing. With the spiritual qi in this picture, he does not have to collect spiritual qi over the years like other great masters, and can even sacrifice to alchemy dragon scissors every day.

“Huh?”

After a casual glance, Yang Yu couldn't help but jump. He saw the echo that seemed to come from the "Taiyi Gate" behind the map of the Qingshui Cold Pond:

"They are really alive?"

...

...

Huh ~

The strong wind blew around the sky and took away the last ray of temperature on the ground.

This is a snowy and ice world.

From the earth, to the sky, and even the sun shining with light and heat, it seems to be covered by thin ice fog, and it looks ethereal.

In the vast white world, there are more than a dozen people walking among them, in the wind and snow, as small as ants.

cold!

So cold!

A cold wind blew away, taking away a trace of temperature that had finally been covered, and Xu Changsheng couldn't help but whine in his heart.

Wrapped tightly in the animal skin, his teeth trembled and his mind was divergent. He had endless yearning for the ancient times recorded in the book, which are distinctive in the four seasons.

According to legend, before ancient times, the sky had sun, moon and stars, changing all year round, with the fierce winter and the hot summer.

But that was nowhere near what happened before.

"Uncle Master, come back!"

In the team, someone finally couldn't help but speak.

He was a man with a rough face and seemed to be in his thirties or forties. However, Xu Changsheng knew that this man was only sixteen and was his brother, named Xu Kaishan.

"Yes, let's go back to Uncle Master, this is really too cold..."

The group was already unable to bear the blowing of the wind and snow. Someone spoke and echoed, and the noise finally alarmed the Taoist in front of him.

In the heavy storm, this man was wearing the same thick clothes and looked a bit bloated. He turned around and ice crystals hung under his nose:

"Shut up!"

Gan Ping shouted softly, his face full of regret:

"As a disciple of my Taiyi family, how can you be afraid of this mere wind and snow? Ah snee..."

Perhaps because he was speaking too quickly, two large snots spurted out with ice crystals, which made the faces of the younger generation in front of him turn red.

"Damn it!"

Gan Ping's face also turned red, her whole body became hot, and she suddenly shook off her frozen hard snot. He gritted his teeth:

"It has been more than half a year since the mountain gate was cut off. If we still can't find food, then......"

He originally wanted to say that the uncle and the ancestors would starve to death, but when he thought that this was too disrespectful, he swallowed it.

"Yes, but there is no food in this ice and snow..."

Xu Kaishan was mourning.

The wind and snow are too strong, but they have only relied on the "fasting pill" for many days. This thing can only ensure that you cannot starve to death, but you can only starve to death.

He was cold and hungry at this moment. He was considered strong, but he was almost unable to bear it.

"Uncle Master, Bai Xiong!"

Suddenly, Xu Changsheng pointed not far away, and a thin white bear seemed to be attracted by their voices and rushed over with red eyes.

"The master said right, the temperature has risen, and indeed the frozen beasts have recovered!"

Gan Ping's eyes lit up and he suddenly stepped forward. Then, this contemporary true disciple of Taiyi Sect was knocked to the ground.

"Uncle Master!"

The disciples of Taiyi Sect exclaimed one after another, and then rushed forward and were scattered by the white bear.

"A bad beast, you dare to attack Dao Master!"

In this collision, Gan Ping was almost vomited blood. It took a while to recover. He blushed and shouted, before pointing out:

"Zhuxian Sword, kill!"

His voice was full of energy, but the flying sword hanging behind him was not very proud of his face. He shook it for a long time before he rose up and hit the white bear.

...

After a hard battle, everyone was injured. When Bai Xiong was so angry that he was overwhelmed, Gan Ping also fell and was so tired that he couldn't get up.
To be continued...