The snow peaks that stretch thousands of miles from the sky look like spotless seas of clouds. The cloud river that rushes into the sea is also named after this.

However, no matter how big the river water is, it is still tens of thousands of trickles gathered. The original source may be just a small spring mouth dripping between the deep mountains.

It is not easy to find water in a mountain range that runs across Yuyaozhou, especially when the forces are mixed, and everyone is guarding against their opponents and hiding their own paths.

At dusk, on a ridge facing the setting sun, two figures walked in the knee-high snow, but walked on the snow without marks, leaving no footprints.

Walking in front was a middle-aged man in white who was missing from the viewing pavilion. The green flute was inserted diagonally behind his waist, and his eyes were always on the main peak in the west that was so far away that the naked eye could not see at all.

Behind is the local monk Wu Songzi, holding a compass and a golden brush with a length of his arms, walked not far away and outlined it on the snow.

Wu Songzi was also born in the Taoist sect, but unlike Yunbao Taoist, he did not learn skills in Yuyaozhou, and when he was young, he went out to sea with his elders and became a disciple of the lower sect of the Yujing Immortal Sect in Huajunzhou.

In ancient times, the Yujing Immortal Sect was called the ancestral temple of Taoism. The ancestor who cut off the Tao of Eternal Life came from it. Although it is not as glorious as before, it is also one of the sects that Huajunzhou took the lead in Daliang. This origin is absolutely famous in the Tao of Practice.

However, Wu Songzi is like a Taoist who was dealt with by a woman with a flower hairpin. He has flaws in his heart and nature. He was not selected by the top sect and was forced to leave the army when he was old. Huajunzhou dragon pythons were everywhere, so he couldn't make it, so he returned to the northern border to become a scattered immortal.

The overseas travel experience allowed Wu Songzi to have a rough understanding of the situation in Jiuzhou and guessed where the middle-aged man in white came from in front of him, but what he was doing was still kept in the dark like several others.

In practice, people cherish their lives, and no one wants to be abandoned sons or pawns. Especially after the sudden death of Yunbao Taoist, Wu Songzi couldn't calm down. After walking for a long time, he couldn't help asking:

"Xian Zheng, Xiaodao followed Mr. Zheng, worked hard for more than ten years. During this period, he also took a lot of magic weapons and opportunities. He thought he was considered a person on a boat. Judging from the current situation, it was afraid that it would cause storms. Xiaodao had no idea. He was really afraid that he would realize it later, which delayed the big affairs between Xian Zheng and Mr. Zheng..."

The middle-aged man in white did not pause and responded:

"You want to go to evil paths?"

At first, Wu Songzi just used money to do things, and he was still working on water conservancy and benefiting the people. When he realized something was wrong, he no longer dared to run away. Now he is disconnected from him and may die on the spot. He naturally responded to this:

"After reaching this point, the righteous path is probably not enough tolerate the minor path."

"Most of the people who are not tolerated by the righteous path, the Youying alien race cannot tolerate."

“…?”

This is really honest.

Wu Songzi stopped and was obviously wary in his heart, but it was hard to say it clearly.

The middle-aged man in white continued: "The Youying alien race occupies half of the Jiuzhou, and there are also mixed factions inside. There are evil demons and heretics who do not do evil, but there are also experts who care about the people, but their purpose is just refuting the mainstream of the righteous path."

Wu Songzi sneered at this, thought for a while and said:

"Old Zheng has been planning for more than ten years and has made countless people crazy in northern Xinjiang. According to the immortals' wishes, is this move still to protect the people?"

The middle-aged man in white shook his head:

"Old Zheng was ordered by another alien force. He did not consider these details. There was something wrong with them. This time they had a problem. They must come and close the Internet as soon as possible and find the senior above me, otherwise I would not get involved in this matter."

"Isn't Xianchang and Mr. Zheng the same person?"

"Like the same-minded people, most of the Youying tribe are like this. I asked you to follow because you still know that what you did is not a good thing. You dare to ridicule me in person. After the matter is finished, I will take you away. As for how you go in the future, it depends on your personal fortune."

Wu Songzi frowned and looked at Wangbei Cliff outside the western vision:

"What Xian Chang means is that Lu Tong and the others can't leave?"

The middle-aged man in white did not speak anymore and walked along the ridge to a cave under the snow cliff.

The entrance of the cave is not very deep, and there is a trickle of water flowing out from it.

Looking outside, Wu Songzi could see that the deepest part of the cave entrance emitted a faint green light. When he looked closely, he found that it was a black gourd.

The gourd is placed at the entrance of the spring, the plug is opened, and as the spring water flows out, the black mist flows upward from the water and slowly incorporates it into the gourd...—

To the northwest, towards the north cliff.

Going to the North Cliff is the main peak of the Xuefeng Mountains, the highest place in the entire Yuyaozhou. Halfway through, you can see the sea of ​​clouds rushing towards the mountain walls, and the top of the mountain is still far away.

Under the sunset, Zuo Lingquan stood on the top of a mountain dozens of miles away from the main peak, looking out at the peak of the sky like a pillar in the distance.

Xie Qiutao stood behind her, her face full of surprises:

“Is there a house on the mountain?”

Zuo Lingquan nodded, but the buildings on the distant mountain top cannot be described as houses, but a huge group of palaces.

The palace is built at the top of the north cliff. The gray walls rise from the mountain walls, reaching dozens of feet high. You can see several beautiful corner buildings above, connecting the internal buildings by suspended bridges. The outer corridor extends along the ridge line to several nearby hills.

The entire building is majestic and grand. If you look at its outline, you can imagine the glory of its peak. Unfortunately, you have been sleeping among the mountains for countless years, and now you can no longer see any traces of people. It is empty and desolate, giving people the first feeling of an ancient monument that records the past, rooted alone on this snow-capped mountain that is rarely visited.

Zuo Lingquan didn't expect that there was such a large building complex inside the Xuefeng Mountains. Judging from the specifications, it should be a sect, but there was no sect emblem or name.

The pleasure boat kept hiding its body and following nearby. After seeing the building on the top of the snow-capped mountain, Shangguan Lingye quietly appeared in front of him, raising his eyes to look out:

"This should be the sect base of one of the seven immortals in the northern border that year. These sects disappeared three thousand years ago. Unexpectedly, the house had not collapsed yet. Judging from the sect specifications, their strength back then was probably no less than that of the current nine sects."

Xie Qiutao suddenly had a whim and said, "That's the land without a home? I feel that this sect is so grand. Why don't we renovate it and build a sect by ourselves, well... it's called Pipa City, how about it?"

This is naturally a joke. The Xuefeng Mountains are no longer spiritual mountains, and their spiritual energy is so thin that it is difficult to nurture even spiritual herbs. Staying here to practice is equivalent to suffocating for many years. No matter how high the cultivation level is, you will have to suffocate to death. Otherwise, there would be no cultivators coming to find a bargain at such a large sect.

Zuo Lingquan chuckled when he heard Xie Qiutao's words:

"Pipa City doesn't feel domineering enough."

"The four kings are not domineering? It seems that there is no word for eight kings... Tortoise?"

"Hmm? I'm afraid this doesn't sound very nice. Let's call Tuantuan Sword Sect..."

Shangguan Lingye heard the two of them talking and laughing, and snorted slightly: "What Sword Sect? I will be the lord of the Iron Mansion in the future. Are you the lord of the mansion and your wife? Are you still thinking about going out to set up your own business?"

"I'm a man, how can I be a wife?"

Xie Qiutao nodded: "Yes, it should be a son-in-law."??

Zuo Lingquan had nothing to say.

After chatting for a few moments, Zuo Lingquan hid his body and continued to set out, touching the remains of the sect on the top of the Snow Mountain to see if there were any clues left.

But what they didn't expect was that there were not only clues, but also people in the sect that had been sleeping for countless years on the snow-capped mountains.

Zuo Lingquan sneaked silently along the ridge, and there were two hills left from the main peak, Wangbei Cliff. He heard an empty and thick voice sounded in the huge palace pavilion:

"Several guests who came to Shenhao Sect have missed their greetings, please forgive me."

The sound came from the top of the mountain, and the entire building complex resonated with it. The magnificent scenery of the snow-capped mountains gave people an invisible oppression, just like a giant standing above, bowing his head and talking to them.

Hearing the sound, not only Zuo Lingquan, but Shangguan Lingye's face changed slightly and was found in the dark. It was not a good thing. This shows that the other party has a lot of opportunities to take the initiative.

Zuo Lingquan held the hilt of the sword and observed the surroundings carefully, as did Xie Qiutao and Shangguan Lingye.

But the three of them carefully observed that there was no ambush on the ridge.

Xie Qiutao held the iron pipa, looked at the two of them, and asked with his eyes: "What should I do?"

According to the normal process, the other party has already discovered that he has spoken and it is meaningless to hide it. He has to show up and start verballying.

But Zuo Lingquan has been experiencing the path of cultivation for several years and knows that monks want to detect enemies outside their horizons, either relying on spiritual energy fluctuations or relying on their souls.

Zuo Lingquan was at least the second level of Youhuang, confident that he had not leaked any breath just now, and Lingye even took a half-step to the jade stairs. The other party discovered their whereabouts across two hills, which was too outrageous.

Zuo Lingquan hesitated for a moment and did not appear to respond immediately. He waited quietly, wanting to see what the other party had to say.

As a result, the three of them were extremely alert to wait for the following text, but the top of the snow-capped mountain quietly did not respond. It was not until nearly two quarters of an hour later that a sound of a thick sound came:

"Several guests who came to Shenhao Sect have missed their greetings, please forgive me."

“…”

The three of them were covered in black lines.

Shangguan Lingye smiled so much that he said coldly:

"I just told you how I was discovered. These evil ways are really cunning."

Xie Qiutao shrugged and said, "If you can lead a snake out of the cave here, there will definitely be nothing important on the mountain. I am not afraid that we will investigate. In the past, I will inevitably be alerted. Could it be that I will change the place again?"

Shangguan Lingye saw that the other party was trying to delay time. After running around for a few more days, he was really delayed by the other party.

Anyway, there will be a showdown sooner or later, and the whereabouts of being discovered will be nothing more than a head-on fight. Shangguan Lingye took a moment to control the wind:

"So what if I'm afraid of the snake? I want to see how big their snake is."

Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye flew to the sect on the top of the mountain together, with a very fast speed. In the blink of an eye, they had already arrived at the top of the high wall.

It has been silent for thousands of years on the top of the snow-capped mountain. Even if the main building has not collapsed, you can find that the details of the building have been weathered when you get closer.

The doors and windows of the third floor hall in the middle of the sect have long disappeared, leaving only the wall frames. The sect square in front of the hall is still intact, covered with thick snow.

Zuo Lingquan looked at it and found that there were several cushions and tea cases in the middle of the square. A monk who was dressed in a fairy-like manner was sitting cross-legged on the cushion, looking like he was waiting for someone.

Several people showed up, and the monks in the square naturally discovered them. Before they could act, Shangguan Lingye raised his hands.

Boom

There was only a bolt from the blue, and the thunder as thick as a bowl fell in the sky and fell to the monk's head.

The monk's face changed suddenly, and he reacted very quickly and took out his magic weapon, flew back and pulled away for a long distance.

But the monk's Taoist practice seemed to be weaker than the Yunbao Taoist. Before he could even get his hands back, he was struck to the ground by a lightning. Then a pagoda was smashed into the air, pressing the monk to the ground, making it difficult for him to lift his head.

Zuo Lingquan almost arrived at the center of the square with Thunder. Before he could take action, he heard the monk shouting:

"Stop! Keep up!"
To be continued...