Shao Wei's fingers slowly stroked the portrait, checking the traces of the pen one by one, and the portrait was printed on a rubbing, proving that each one was the same.

Who changed the shape of the face to make the portrait different from himself?

After examining it for a long time, Shao Wei saw some special marks on the right cheek of the portrait.

That's the line of the painted hair, but the line is not straight down, the roots are clear.

Rather, it is continuously staggered, drawn back and forth.

"It's ......"

Shao Wei had such a picture in his mind, which was when he was a child, practicing exercises with Elder Mingding.

He carried two stone locks and waved them, while the master set up a table next to him and drew with great interest.

After a round of practice, I wiped my sweat and walked to the table, and saw that the master drew a returning fisherman.

However, the master's painting method is relatively simple, or a little sloppy, and the fisherman's hair and clothes are painted in one stroke, and he relies on the pen to smear back and forth.

At that time, I also asked my master why he painted like this, and it was obviously a little unsightly.

The master's answer was very straightforward, saying that it was easy to draw like this, and it was too much time to draw one stroke at a time.

Thinking of this, Shao Wei rubbed his temples, revealing a trace of sadness.

If what I expected was correct, this portrait was painted by the master Elder Mingding.

Although the Qianyun Sect gave up on itself because of the wicked's provocation, the master did not give up.

The master uses a special way to protect himself as much as possible.

However, Shao Wei knew that this kind of protection would not last long, after all, there were many people in the Boundless Tianhe who had seen his face, and the portrait would eventually be corrected.

But at least, the master bought himself time, which was enough time to do something.

He carefully folded the portrait and tucked it into his sleeve.

Once Li Mojian woke up, he had to leave the fishing village as soon as possible and go to a place where there were no cultivators to take refuge.

As for how to find Yun You and Zheng Qiu, he didn't have an idea in his heart, it was too difficult to find people under the noses of the major sects.

Black clouds filled the sky, red thunder and fire roared and flickered, and on the endless scorched earth, Zheng Qiu slowly flew with the grass fairy.

Two chrysanthemum leaves were stuffed into his nose, and the smell of burnt paste in the air was too much, and his throat felt as if it had been burned by charcoal, and it hurt hotly.

Zheng Qiu had already found six purple crystals, each containing a faint life force and releasing mental fluctuations with obvious meanings.

He found that the content of mental fluctuations was incoherent, and some of them were repetitive.

It seems that the makers of the hedron want to cast a wide net and catch more fish.

Throw a lot of hedron into the world, trying to lure the person who picks it up to the shelter that comes up again and again.

Walking through the dim world, Zheng Qiu soon found another spar, and after being stimulated by the divine power, the purple waves spread outward, and a new piece of content was transmitted.

"To the East...... Find shelter...... ...... to the East ...... the heart of the mountain"

From the fragments, it can be analyzed that the shelter is located to the east, and it is hidden in the center of a certain mountain.

But Zheng Qiu immediately encountered a new question, which side is the east?

Either way, it's an endless scorched black earth, with no reference at all.

Moreover, the clouds in the sky are so thick that there is no sun, moon or stars to be seen, and the clouds are equally vast and boundless, and there is no way to discern the direction through the celestial phenomena.

"Damn, how do I find the east side here?"

Zheng Qiu scratched his ears and cheeks at a loss, frowning and thinking about countermeasures.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zheng Qiu still couldn't find a way to identify the direction, so he angrily threw the spar to the ground and kicked it out.

"To the east, to the east, if you don't say which side is the east, how do I know where the shelter is!"

The hedron clanged to the ground and rolled into the distance.

However, Zheng Qiu's pupils suddenly contracted as he saw a scene he hadn't seen before.

As the hedron rolled, it seemed to be fluctuating by an invisible force, and it actually changed its trajectory halfway, pointing the tip of the diamond in two directions that were not on the rolling path.

"Hey, could it be that the hedron inspired by divine power can point out the direction by itself?"

Zheng Qiu picked up the stone and threw it out again.

The result was the same, the diamond-shaped tip was still pointing in those two directions, as if something was attracting it.

"You can really show the way!"

Zheng Qiu walked over to the spar and observed where the tip pointed, one forward, the other backward.

Which way should I go?

One of them is east, and the other should be west.

After a moment's hesitation, he decided to take a gamble and flew ahead to see if the mountain that swam the sanctuary was there.

Controlling the slate to fly on his own, the speed is about the same as riding a horse, Zheng Qiu misses the Jiao horse of Lingcui Mountain a little, its speed is extraordinary.

After flying for a long, long time, maybe two or three hours, a bulging black shadow suddenly appeared on the farthest horizon.

In the endless scorched earth, the black shadow was so conspicuous, like a bean on black paper.

"There are mountains! You can see them from so far away, and that mountain must be very huge, and it must be a shelter!"

As the so-called Wangshan ran a dead horse, facing the black dot on the horizon, Zheng Qiu didn't know how long it took to fly, so that the black dot became about the same size as the façade.

"It's too far!"

Zheng Qiu complained, but there was no other way, there was a powerful force in this world to interfere, and the spell of shrinking the ground into inches could not be cast.

He can't fly bare, so he can only use the stupid method of controlling the stone slab to rush to the destination slowly.

A long and boring journey, a barren landscape that has never changed, eternal clouds and thunder and fire.

All this makes people wonder where they are, whether this is the world where the living live, or the underworld where the dead sleep.

Unable to determine the specific time, Zheng Qiu could only estimate that he had flown for about a day and a night.

The black dots on the horizon are finally fully visible.

That's right, this is indeed a mountain, vast and huge.

The entire mountain peak covers 60,000 zhang of land, and the height is close to 1,000 zhang, almost the size of one-third of the Qianyun Sect.

However, such a tall mountain peak has also become a pile of rubble at this time, and the temple-like boulders are scattered everywhere and piled up in a disorderly manner.

The surface of the stone was also covered with cracks and a thick charred black hue, and the whole mountain was like a pile of charcoal.

One can imagine what kind of flames this mountain was wrapped in before, and what kind of force it was shattered.

Zheng Qiu thought that the powerhouses of the Divine Realm of the Cloud Sleeve Continent couldn't do it, at least Lin Minghao, the city lord of the Great Wilderness Lonely City, didn't have that strong strength.

According to what the hedron carried, the shelter was supposed to be inside the mountain, and he slowly circled around the mountain, looking for a hole or gate to enter.

Although the mountain peak is large, the entrance is easy to find.

From the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, there are many passages in the crevices of the rubble piles, some of which have broken stone gates.

Zheng Qiu decided not to risk drilling holes, and it was more reliable to walk along the stone gate.

He picked a relatively intact remnant door, raised his palm to light the energy, and stepped into it cautiously.