"Fellow Daoist, eat some jerky. ”

In the mountains, Zhang Daoran stood on a boulder, looking at the canyon with no road in front of him, silent.

Hengkong was different, in the backpack, took out some barbecue, and said softly: "There is no road here, we should follow the road that our predecessors have walked before we can continue to move forward." ”

Looking curiously at Zhang Daoran, who has eaten very little these days, Hengkong muttered: "Daoist friends don't eat, poor Dao eats by himself, these dried meat don't seem to have decreased much these days." ”

"The roads of the predecessors are not followed, and the roads they have traveled are all roads that have not been discovered. Poor Daoists and Taoist friends should take some roads that have not been walked by predecessors in order to have a chance to find miracles. ”

Looking at Hengkong, who was feasting, Zhang Daoran silently glanced at his abdomen. It's been a month, and in the days since he left the Zall family, Zhang Daoran has eaten very little, but he doesn't feel hungry. Absorbing the aura every day can fully provide all the needs of the body.

"Poor Dao, this is the stage of Bigu?"

Bigu does not eat grains, sucks wind and drinks dew, and obeys Bigu. This is a reaction to the realm of the cultivator when he has reached a certain height. In the past month, since the last time he unconsciously entered the state of enlightenment for eighteen days, Zhang Daoran rarely ate food, but he did not feel hungry. As long as the aura enters the body, it can maintain all the needs of the body.

"Daoyou Bigu?"

There is no road ahead, and Hengkong is not in a hurry. This is not the first time they have encountered this situation in the past month. With Zhang Daoran rarely eating, Hengkong suddenly had a reasoning.

"I don't know about the poor road, probably. ”

Zhang Daoran is also not sure, according to the inheritance, the two souls of yin and yang are one, and only when they reach the realm of the Yuan Shen can they open the valley. And now Zhang Daoran is only condensing the human soul and the earth soul, and the Yin Soul stage has not been fully cultivated, and according to the introduction of the inheritance, he has not yet reached the Bigu stage. At the very least, during the day, Zhang Daoran still needs food to replenish his energy, and his need for food is less.

Hengkong was silent, looked at the valley in front of him, and said with a smile: "There is no way to get to Xintian, and people will come after opening the front road." What Daoyou said is very reasonable, over the years, there are not many people who have come to Kunlun, maybe they are all following the road that their predecessors have walked, so they will not find anything. ”

The Kunlun Mountains are vast, and in addition to the areas that can be walked, there are many areas that cannot be reached by manpower. However, because of many explorations, the predecessors were able to walk to safety on the road and get out of Kunlun, but they avoided some areas.

Zhang Daoran and Hengkong are walking some roads that have not been taken by their predecessors, and the process is very slow.

"This should be in the middle of Kunlun..."

Scanning the valley with his eyes, looking for a way to pass, Zhang Daoran asked.

Hengkong nodded: "According to the east-west direction, this is the middle ground of Kunlun." ”

"Kunlun Zhongtian, there is a goddess of Yaochi, ascending to become a god, Yaochi fairyland......"

In his mind, a description of the goddess of Yaochi in a passage of the Book of Mountains and Seas came to mind, Zhang Daoran jumped off the boulder and walked forward: "Fellow Daoist, Yaochi is in the middle of Kunlun, maybe we can find the Yaochi Wonderland by chance." ”

Hengkong put away the jerky, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and looked up at the valley, which was surrounded by snowy peaks. Except for this one cliff, which they had spent a day crawling, which was relatively gentle, the rest of the rock walls were very steep.

This is a dead place without a road, Hengkong smiled bitterly: "Just take a look, I just hope not to go around and come back." ”

After walking forward for a distance, Zhang Daoran stopped his steps. Hengkong also stopped, and not far ahead, in a pile of troubled times, there was a pile of dry bones: "It seems that someone should have been here... Just didn't go out. ”

Zhang Daoran and Hengkong were silent, walked to the side of the dry bones, and with a thought, a deep pit appeared. Put the dry bones in the pit and arrange them neatly, and with a thought, they will bury them with rubble to form a new grave.

Looking around, there are no less than dozens of graves.

"The predecessors explored the way and died here, and the descendants found out and helped to settle in the ground..."

It's just that the dry bones that were buried just now died here for I don't know how many years.

The valley is empty, with only a few meadows growing, but the valley is wide.

Except for some strange rocks and cliffs all around, it is easy to enter here, but it is difficult to get out.

"These should be seekers!"

Zhang Daoran bowed to the new grave: "The good and evil in the previous life have all been put into the ground. It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, it is difficult to find the way, the Taoist friends still return to the underworld, and my descendants will find the way forward......"

After walking for a while again, Zhang Daoran suddenly stopped, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

"There is a formation fluctuation ......"

Zhang Daoran's face was overjoyed, and it had been nearly two months since he entered the land of Kunlun, and this was the first time he had felt the fluctuation of the formation.

If there is a fluctuation in the formation, it means that the formation has been touched. Under the eyes of the sky, an invisible transparent circle shrouded half of the valley. A trace of aura entered the formation, and there was not the slightest escape.

"Formation?"

Hengkong stood beside Zhang Daoran, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. With a suspicious look on his face, he carefully distinguished: "Poor Dao just felt the aura around him and converged here, and he didn't feel the fluctuation of the formation. ”

"Fellow Daoist, wait a while, poor Dao try to see if you can find a way to enter the formation. This formation has been around for a long time, and although it can still be maintained, it can't last long. If it weren't for the poor Dao and Daoist friends coming, and then supporting the hundred-year rune to shatter, the formation would have disappeared. ”

Zhang Daoran inherited a lot of theories about the formation from "Huang Tingjing". Under the eyes of the sky, it can be distinguished, this formation is the same as the Lost Trace Formation on the island in the middle of the lake, but it is more advanced, the formation belongs to the superimposed formation, Zhang Daoran felt that the formation contained a killing formation, and a burst of evil qi was revealed from it.

"Daoist friends follow the footsteps of the poor road, no matter what you see, don't mess with your steps. ”

Zhang Daoran raised his footsteps and instructed Hengkong: "Where the footsteps of the poor road fall, the footsteps of the Taoist friends must step on the footprints of the poor road, it is best not to deviate by three inches and three points, otherwise you will enter unforeseen dangers." ”

Hengkong's face was solemn, and he nodded: "Poor Dao knows." ”

Zhang Daoran took a step forward and paused slightly before raising his other foot. Hengkong's eyes were staring at Zhang Daoran's footsteps, not daring to deviate in the slightest.

Suddenly, the sun disappeared and the wind gusted. Ghosts shuttle in front of you. A pale face, long fangs, thin nails, and turquoise eyes. Shake in front of your eyes, pounce behind you.

Hengkong Dao's heart was firm, and at this moment, his Dao heart was unbalanced, and one step almost went wrong, Zhang Daoran held Hengkong's arm: "These are all illusions, as long as the steps are good, these ghosts can't hurt Daoists." ”

After decades of cultivating in the sky, it was the first time he had actually seen a ghost, and his heart was beating faster.

"It's like hell here..."

Having never entered hell, Hengkong looked around with his eyes. It's gloomy, and everything is gray. Gray world, gray plants......

The scenery in front of me changed again as he walked out a few steps, and he stood in a vast sea with Zhang Daoran, and the sea was rugged. Hengkong breathed a sigh of relief, he was not afraid of Shui Hengkong, it was far better than the hellish world just now.

Glancing at it reflexively, Hengkong almost screamed. A huge head with a large mouth open, and a fishy smell came from this large mouth. Horse-faced staghorn whiskers, this is a house-sized dragon head!

I haven't really seen Shenlong, but Hengkong still recognizes it at a glance. The golden scale armor, in the middle of the sea, only one head is exposed.

"Fellow Daoist, stabilize the Dao heart, these are all illusory, as soon as the steps are chaotic, these illusions will come true!"

Hengkong's reaction, Zhang Daoran's heart was awe-inspiring: "The heart has no distracting thoughts, and the Dao heart is eternal." All vanity is fleeting. ”

Fixed, Hengkong was full of shame. is also a cultivator, Zhang Daoran is extremely calm, while Hengkong almost lost his Dao heart twice.

"Groaning ......"

Suddenly, on the calm sea, the waves were monstrous, and the dragon soared into the sky from the sea. Only then did Hengkong and Zhang Daoran see clearly the true body of the divine dragon, which was about hundreds of meters long and more than ten meters thick. As the dragon flew into the air, the clouds were thick, and lightning flashed and thundered. Tens of meters of waves, surging from all directions to Zhang Daoran and the sky.