The wind was whistling in his ears, the boat rose quickly, and the scenery on the ground quickly became smaller. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info people are in the boat, Shi Zhongkui, the Meng brothers and others are not surprised, but Qiao Mengchen feels extremely novel, he looks around, trying to figure out how an ordinary canoe can fly out of thin air.

The body of the boat is pale lead color, there is no wood grain on it, it looks non-gold and non-wood, and the tentacles only feel cold in the palm. The most special thing is that the canoe is so natural that there is no seam, and the whole body is as if it was made of mold. If you experience it carefully, you will find that there is a wave of breath gushing at the bottom of the boat, supporting the boat to soar into the sky.

The vision is much wider, and although the end of the wilderness is still empty, there is a faint ridge in front of it that stretches out to both sides so that the edge cannot be seen. The ridge is tall and steep, like a ten-foot-high mountain wall, forcibly dividing the area into two. Is this the legendary Mt. Ya? Far away, behind the ridge, is a dark world that is so vague that it cannot be repeated.

Whew......

It was the kind of earth-shattering terrifying beast roar that I heard yesterday again! This time it was extremely clear, and Qiao Mengchen no longer had any doubts. What he had seen and heard in the past day or so was strange enough, but it was still within his comprehension, but the beast's howl was too loud, and the sound echoed in the void air, which only frightened him and made him feel uneasy, what a foreign beast must be?

The sun has finally come out, and the huge halo has made the world much kinder. It was still as dark as old behind the ridge, and I don't know what kind of strange things were going on behind it.

The speed of the wooden boat is extremely fast, but it also attracts the side eyes of flying beasts and birds that fly high near and far, haunting and outside the clouds. A few giant birds resembling vultures with astonishingly large eyes are the most arrogant, driving away the soy sauce birds in the delusional hope of enjoying the delicious meal delivered to their mouths. Perhaps the ancient and mysterious power of the wooden boat itself, when it flew a few meters away, these fierce giant birds never dared to approach again, they stared at the big eyes in fear, and in vain opened their beaks full of teeth, and followed up and down unwillingly.

Meng Da Meng San was still grieving and indignant about his brother's suffering, and when they saw so many unrelenting giant birds attacking, the brothers were furious, and while scolding, they grabbed the stones they had collected before they lifted off and threw them out! Bang, there was a crisp sound, and there was really a giant bird that was so good at killing that it was hit. When it planted upright, its feathers flew everywhere.

Picking up a bird feather the size of a banana leaf in mid-air, Qiao Mengchen was about to sigh, but he heard Shi Zhongkui blame the sentence, "Save your energy and keep it to deal with the mountain nightmare, these 'child dogs' can't help us."

Is it the name of a dead bird? But what kind of monster is this mountain nightmare? Is it the founder of a new generation of mountain monsters?

Qian Yigang's body floated along the half-closed eyes and made a spitting shape, and half of his hairy face was shrouded in the white fog, and he couldn't see it really. This was the first time Qiao Mengchen had observed its cultivation posture up close, and he knew that although the monkey was not an ordinary mountain king, he had always wanted to find out how capable Qian Yigang was, especially in this kind of lack of the most basic means of making a living, relying entirely on its own ability to fight against the strange and strange endless wilderness, how many skills it had mastered to survive.

It is true that there is no smog in the air at an altitude of 10,000 meters, but will there be any heavenly essence and earth that monkeys need for self-cultivation? The air is thin enough and the temperature is cold enough, can people still breathe freely? and so on, something is not quite right...... Qiao Mengchen suddenly realized that he was not in it himself, and why didn't he feel any discomfort?

His eyes were blurred, and he was a little drunken, and he was dizzy...... Clouds? Qiao Mengchen thought in a trance. It's okay if you don't open your eyes, as long as you open your eyes, the kind of uncomfortable energy will be said.

As soon as he took off his glasses, the feeling of dizziness disappeared immediately, but the eyes without the care of the glass were much clearer, and the long-lost feeling seemed to return. He couldn't believe what he saw, he rubbed his eyes in a panic, yes, it was absolutely true, his right eye vision was gradually recovering! Blindfolded in his right eye, his left eye could also perceive light, hazy but bright!

Ha...... Woo, Qiao Mengchen cried with joy, it turned out that he was making trouble with highly myopic glasses, and he thought that he would always live a half-blind life in this life, it turned out that he was ...... Who would have thought that before he knew it, his half-blind eyesight would quickly recover, allowing him to bathe in the freedom to see the light of day!

Qiao Mengchen cried and laughed, dumbfounded Shi Zhongkui and the others, they thought that he had suddenly gone crazy, and hurriedly grabbed him to prevent this delirious thing from jumping down. Qian Yigang ignored the commotion that took place here, and still kept his meditative posture unchanged, as if everything was expected.

While Qiao Mengchen took off his glasses, he also faintly felt that his whole body was enveloped by a faint aura, which was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, which made his whole body feel comfortable and happy, which was similar to the feeling of drinking medicinal soup last night. Why didn't you feel this sudden change just now? Was it blocked by the glasses of something outside of your body, or was it some other reason? Did Shi Zhongkui, Meng Da and Meng San, who were together together, feel this kind of comfort?

Qiao Mengchen took off the watch from the stall, and then stripped off the sea beast's clothes a few times despite the obstruction of others, and stood naked at an altitude of 10,000 meters. This outrageous behavior made Shi Zhongkui and the others grin, and they all raised their hands to watch him make a fool of themselves.

Qiao Mengchen, who was excited, didn't have time to pay attention to them, he was still wondering, whether the unexpected regain of his eyes was caused by Qian Yigang hanging on the edge of the boat, or because of the miraculous effect of Qingluan eggs or medicinal soup, or because of the special living conditions of the Litian Continent, which jointly created this miracle in the world!

After Qiao Mengchen met him frankly, he felt the breath from Qian Yigang even more intensely. Regardless of whether Qian Yigang was ready to use him to accomplish a certain mission, whether it was dangerous or not, this dedication to saving people alone made Qiao Mengchen grateful—no matter what, it saved him a lot of money for treatment.

Near noon, Qian Yigang steered the boat that had been flying for three or four hours to slow down, slowly descend, and stopped in mid-air in a hollow.

The desert in front of the mountain, the desert that we passed through yesterday, is already very low, but it is much lower than the deepest part of the sand lake. Located on the edge of the depression, you can enjoy a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery. As far as the eye can see, in front of the depression, is the steep mountain that blocks the view and obscures the space. In the valley of the peaks and valleys of the mountains, countless rivers pour down from the cloud-filled mountain tops, forming a series of white waterfalls, which can really be said to be as high as the mountains and how high the water is.

Through the clouds that seemed to be reachable in mid-air, the sun sprinkled ten thousand rays of luster and fell into the hollow. The glow of the terrain is dominated by neon waterfalls, the lush trees in the east and the west in the east, and the meandering rivers in the distance, converge in a pool of faint water......

"What a treasure of feng shui!" Meng San suddenly sighed.

When I got off the flying boat, the breeze was blowing and the greenery was abundant. It's just that the killing intent felt in the Yashan Desert seems to be much stronger here. In particular, walking through it, the fragrance of flowers hits people, the scenery is magnificent, the birds chirp and the water is murmuring, but there is an indescribable mystery and weirdness.

Trees and weeds cover people. Occasionally, huge transparent dandelion seeds floated slowly past them, fanned down by the palms of the Meng brothers. Peel off the outer skin and squeeze out the honey-like liquid inside. After the two reckless men drank their fill, they handed it to Qiao Mengchen, and before they could drink it in their mouths, a light fragrance entered their mouths and noses, and the taste was slightly sweet and not greasy, indicating that this was a good thing that quenched thirst and refreshed themselves. Even though the future is uncertain, Qiao Mengchen can't help but add a little affection to this strange continent.

The further you go inside, the more gloomy and dark it feels. The surroundings obviously looked clear and harmless to people and animals, but Qiao Mengchen's hairs stood on end, and the blood flow around his body slowed down, and he seemed to be unable to breathe. Not to mention Qiao Mengchen, in this place where the killing intent is overwhelming, not even an animal can be seen, and the sound of birds and insects that I heard just now has also disappeared, and it is lifeless.

Woo woo, the howling in front of me is getting louder and louder. At first, it was heard intermittently, but as the journey progressed, the strange cry did not stop. Unable to figure out the situation because their vision was obscured by dense plants, the group could only move forward.

The wind blows the leaves, and the source of the howling is found. The whistling sound turned out to be the wind blowing through the mountain wall.

Before they knew it, they had reached the foot of the wall-like mountain they had seen on the flying boat: opposite them stood a steep cliff with a long crack in the middle of the cliff, and the narrow crack stretched from the foot of the mountain to the summit. The cracks are embedded in the huge mountain that towers into the sky, and when viewed from afar, it looks like a slender path clinging to the mountain wall. You can only look closely when you get closer, but in fact, this crack is straight and long. Its existence is like being split by a mighty god with a giant axe, and the towering mountain is divided in two and never connected.

On the mountain wall to the left and right of the crack, two huge dragon-shaped creatures carved in stone are carved according to the mountain, the dragon body opens its teeth and claws and almost wants to fly into the sky, and the dragon's head must be vertical and majestic, and jointly defend the entrance of this crack.

There is a pool of bent blue water in front of the crack, the clear waves ripple and the softness is thousands, and there is a kind of dusty tranquility. The water is clear and clear, and there are countless fish swimming in it. There is no water source in the upper reaches of the pond, and its storage depends entirely on the dripping water in the mouth of the stone dragon above, and this drop of water comes from the wet dew condensed on the dragon's mouth.

The two stone dragons that have survived for thousands of years lie quietly with terrifying huge bodies, their eyes indifferently looking at all beings, and selflessly dedicate their "ambergris" to the waterhole. Looking at the ethereal and transparent pool water, Meng San couldn't help but lie on the shore and bow his head to drink, and his mouth was slurred and he applauded.

If you choose to stand facing the crack, although there is a pool of water in the middle, the strong mountain wind will still whistle and make your ears hurt, and you must raise your voices to barely hear each other. If you listen attentively, in this never-ending wind that passes through the mountains, there are all kinds of onomatopoeia such as dragon roaring and tiger roaring, lion roaring and wolf howling, and what is even more puzzling is that there is also a wind sound like an elongated tail sound made by a man when he sighs.

The earth-shattering beast howl I heard yesterday was definitely not this kind of mountain wind!

Qiao Mengchen's eyes widened, staring at the crack for a moment. His vision in both eyes was recovering rapidly, and he felt stronger than before the injury. Along the crack, at the end of the crack is the dark world - they have come to the realm of the Yaoshan Mountains, and the tomb of Yu Bo, which Qian Yigang is looking for, is hiding.

At this moment, another gust of wind blew, shaking the shade of the trees that shaded the sky and letting the sunlight in. With a burst of aura, the dragon's eyes seemed to move, and there were four holy flames of light, flowing out of the cold stone beads, and the huge stone dragon was about to wake up. Qiao Mengchen was startled and blinked vigorously, and at this moment, the sunlight disappeared again, and the stone dragon was still immovable.

Next to him, the Meng brothers, who drank water and couldn't get rid of their hatred, began to fish and prepare lunch. The fish in the pool are stupid and not afraid of people at all. Breaking off the branch, which was the thickness of an egg, Meng Da Meng San quickly knocked out four or five fish that floated to the surface, and lunch was settled.

The body of the pond fish is covered with seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple, so it is called the colorful fish. Nourished by ambergris, the colorful fish scales are less and stronger, and the snow-white fish flesh is revealed after being disemboweled, not only can not smell the fishy smell, but also faintly comes with a trace of fragrance. Qiao Mengchen was overjoyed and volunteered to go to the chef, but Meng Sanyi stared at him and grabbed the fish in his hand first.

Forget it, this kind of god-given artifact, even if it is boiled casually with plain water, it is delicious, let him get it. However, Meng San still lived up to expectations and messed up - he worked hard for a long time, making a fire and seasoning it...... The fish soup was still unbelievably salty.

The fish itself is glutinous and soft, and it is stronger when eaten raw than it is now. Perhaps, this heavy taste of killing salt sellers is their favorite taste. Qiao Mengchen shook his head, added a lot of pool water to his bowl to dilute the salty taste, and barely ate it.

After resting after dinner, he tied up some huge pine nuts, and Qian Yigang took the lead in stepping into the mountain crevice guarded by the stone dragon.