The sparse stars in the night sky are accompanied by two moons, it is not full of stars, it is not that the sky here is different, but the fire on the ground is bright. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was a barren rocky plain, with almost no grass on the ground, with occasional rocky hills jutting out of the ground, and groups of monks sitting around it. Most of these are low-level monks, or they feel that they are alone, so they find a shelter to add a protection to this insecure place.

There is a sinkhole in the huge barren stone plain, I don't know whether it is the masterpiece of the powerful monk, or the carving of heaven and earth, this sinkhole is terrifying, its diameter is nearly 100 miles, and it is bottomless.

The sinkhole is surrounded by a little firelight, and the firelight gathers to compete with the stars and moon. A light fire is a group of monks gathering, a little shabby and random bonfires, and the monks gather. A little better is to build a simple stone house with stones, temporarily sheltered from the wind and sand. There are even those who directly release the magic weapon to practice the cave, there are small courtyards with curved corridors, gorgeous palaces, and pagoda attics, but this is a minority after all.

There were no less than 3,000 monks gathered around the edge of the sinkhole, chatting or silent, waiting for the moment when the moon set in the west and the sun rose in the east.

Zhao Yunfan was also one of the three thousand monks in this wasteland, and he stayed at the outskirts of the large group of monks, under a strange rock. At this time, the puppet beast disappeared, Yun Huanhuan also changed into a gray cloth robe, with a hat on his head, Zhao Yunfan's clothes did not change, and he just wore a hat on his head.

It took the two of them three days to finally get here, and there were no more accidents along the way. When he first arrived here, it was noon, and Zhao Yunfan was puzzled when he saw that many monks had gathered, but none of the monks had gone deep into the sinkhole. After Yun Huanhuan patiently explained to him for most of the day, Zhao Yunfan finally understood that he had to wait for more than half a day before he could enter the sinkhole and go to the underground world.

Halfway through, Zhao Yunfan asked Yun Huanhuan to change out of women's clothes and try to keep a low profile, she was cooperative, but after arriving here, Yun Huanhuan had to use the trap box to conjure up a small building to come out and live, Zhao Yunfan distinguished it for a long time, and Yun Huanhuan gave up.

At this time, Zhao Yunfan sat on the ground, observing with the naked eye all kinds of monks not far away, most of them were unkempt and wrapped in scarves, and there were also many male and female monks who were beautifully dressed and had a good image. He didn't dare to release the Divine Soul Perception, if he used the Divine Soul Perception to cover the past, this would definitely be a provocation to other monks, and this common sense Zhao Yunfan still lacked it.

Even if most of the monks didn't talk loudly, there were more than 3,000 monks gathered, and the voices were mixed, and they felt chaotic.

He watched and listened, and suddenly he had a dreamlike feeling, and he felt that everything in front of him was very different from what he had imagined. Is this the cultivation realm? They don't have fresh clothes and angry horses, and they don't have white clothes fluttering, just like heavenly people. They didn't sing loudly, nor did they roam the world freely.

Thinking about the several crises he had encountered, he suddenly realized that perhaps this was the real cultivation realm, cruel and realistic. He found that no matter the years he lived in the Heavenly Palace Small Extreme Realm or the experience of Xiaotian Sect during this time, he was ostracized and isolated, and he rarely touched the cultivation realm, he was like a bystander, and like a passerby.

A subtle choked voice came, pulling Zhao Yunfan's thoughts back, he lifted the hat covering Yun Huanhuan's face, revealing the petite face inside, Yun Huanhuan looked sad at this time, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Zhao Yunfan smiled slightly: "What's wrong?" Nightmares? ”

Yun Huanhuan has not yet condensed the Dao Fruit, and the entrance of the eyebrows has not been lit, at this time, his soul is scattered, and it is common to dream like a mortal.

"Hmm... It's okay. Yun Huanhuan sat up, side by side with Zhao Yunfan, and after she tidied up her clothes, she put the hat on her head again, and hung down the veil on the hat to cover her especially sad face.

"What did you dream about? Tell me about it! Zhao Yunfan stretched out his hand and put his arm around her thin shoulder and asked.

This action did not cause Yun Huanhuan's rejection at all, after three or four days of getting along, they became intimate for no reason, not to mention this move, it was even more exaggerated, for example, someone hit his master's fart, stock....

"I dreamed of some of the past when I was a child, when I was young, I may have a deep memory, so I often dream about it!" Yun Huanhuan whispered, she tried to make things as simple as possible, but even if Zhao Yunfan didn't look at her expression, he could know through her tone that this memory was by no means good.

Zhao Yunfan was still to be asked, Yun Huanhuan had already stretched out his hand, pointed to the western sky, and said in a hurry: "Look, it's time!" ”

There is no need for Yun Huanhuan to remind him loudly, many monks around him have already begun to noisily pack up, put away the cultivation cave, cast spells to extinguish the bonfire, and one by one, they either flew magic weapons, or jumped up from the ground, and flew towards the direction of the sinkhole.

"Let's go!" Zhao Yunfan knew from Yun Huanhuan that the opportunity to enter the underground world was fleeting, so he hugged Yun Huanhuan with one hand, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi flowed all over his body and went away in the sky.

Above the hundred-mile sinkhole, more than 3,000 monks or imperial envoys or imperial envoys were levitating, all waiting for that moment to come.

The Western Twin Moon was completely hidden below the horizon, and I don't know that it was the monk who took the lead, and the three thousand monks were like dumplings in a pot, and they "fell" towards the bottom of a dark sinkhole one after another.

Zhao Yunfan plunged into the pitch-black sinkhole with Yun Huanhuan in his arms, releasing a trace of divine soul perception covering his body, he fell rapidly in the darkness, and only remembered what Yun Huanhuan said in his mind: Double Moon Hidden, Piercing Ice Spring, Passing the Fire Vein, Rising Sun, Entering Yuan Magnetism, Seeing Heaven and Earth.

Just after a stick of incense in the pitch-black environment, Zhao Yunfan saw that there was a blue light shining out below, and he didn't slow down his figure, so he broke in directly.

Through a layer of blue light curtain, Zhao Yunfan's eyes lit up, his figure turned upside down in the air, down-to-earth, looking up, thirty or forty zhang high, a layer of blue light curtain covered the sky, and from time to time monks appeared one after another.

Looking at the feet again, there was a huge ice ground, and the slightest cold air was rising, forcing Zhao Yun Fanyun to isolate the vitality of heaven and earth, and tightened Yun Huanhuan into his arms.

"Wait!" Yun Huanhuan whispered in Zhao Yunfan's ear through the veil of the hat.

At this time, most of the 3,000 monks who came down with them were standing on the ground of the glacier, waiting for something.

"Knock, knock.." These sounds that Zhao Yunfan knew, which he had heard a lot in the digital media in his previous life, were the sound of the ice colliding with the ice, and with these crashing sounds, the icy ground shook slightly.

After another stick of incense or so, suddenly a solid ice ground turned upside down, and a large amount of ice-water mixture rushed out, and the monks who approached were not surprised but rejoiced, and one by one they encouraged their vitality to burrow into the icy water, and disappeared.

The first crack in the ice ground was like a signal, and then the ice beneath his feet was destroyed from the inside one after another, and the entire space was full of water droplets, uplifted and rolled ice, and splashed ice chips.

Zhao Yunfan chose to rush into a nearby broken ice spring, Yun Huanhuan had already slapped a water amulet on his body, and Zhao Yunfan was not afraid of water, he was the body of a water spirit.

Entering the glacier, Zhao Yunfan found that the ice water inside was mixed, and the icebergs of dozens or hundreds of zhang were hidden in it, and even the flowing water was mixed with ice.

Zhao Yunfan's direction remained the same, still all the way down, while deliberately avoiding other monks wandering in the gap between the icebergs, while recalling what Yun Huanhuan told him, this place can only be entered when the double moon is hidden and the rising sun is about to rise. At any other time, it's not a ten-mile-thick layer of ice, or a rushing underground river.

Even if the Heaven-Stepping Monk wanted to force his way across, it would take a lot of effort.

His speed was not slow, and the ten-mile ice layer tea kung fu passed, and through a layer of blue light curtain again, Zhao Yunfan's eyes changed from brilliant blue to scorching red.

Underground fire veins? Zhao Yunfan hurriedly slapped a fire-repelling talisman on his body, and his speed did not decrease, and he plunged headlong into the tumbling and flowing magma.

If Zhao Yunfan was to use all his strength to protect the vitality in his body, this temperature would actually not be able to help him, as long as he was a monk who condensed the Dao Fruit, he could do it. But with Yun Huanhuan here, what is the calculation of spending a little fire charm? It's just a drop in the bucket.

In Yun Huanhuan's narration, Zhao Yunfan learned that the temperature of this section of the underground fire vein would drop only at this moment, and if it was left in normal times, the Heaven Stepping Monk would not be able to penetrate into it at all, let alone cross the fire vein to the underground world.

When asked about the reason, Yun Huanhuan didn't know, but Zhao Yunfan had some guesses in his heart, it was nothing more than the melting of the ice and the need to absorb a lot of heat energy.

Zhao Yunfan closed his eyes, and his soul perception was full of flowing and tumbling magma, and both he and Yun Huanhuan were wrapped in a layer of light, and the scorching magma automatically avoided it.

Endless diving, even with the fire repellent, the scorching breath made people feel bored, lazy to calculate the time, I don't know how long to dive in the endless magma, until he felt that through a layer of light again, he knew in his heart that the leylines had passed through.

"The three-layer light curtain separates the underground ice fountain and the fire vein, and the methods of the cultivators of the True Realm are really amazing."

Zhao Yunfan sighed in his heart, and suddenly felt that he had lost control of his body, and the vitality in his body could not be released, so he naturally couldn't do it in the air, and he and Yun Huanhuan were like hanging stones, falling to the ground.

Metamagnetic leyline? Zhao Yunfan was not panicked at all about the loss of his ability to control the sky, and Yun Huanhuan had already mentioned this strange underground place from the beginning. Opening his eyes, through the fluttering tulle of the hat, Zhao Yunfan saw a brilliant light pattern like the aurora in his previous life.

Brilliant and colorful light streaks swam through the void like clouds, rising from nothingness and disappearing into nothingness, revealing their beauty like a flash in the pan. These dazzling light patterns are as large as a thousand zhang, and the small ones are as large as a rainbow.

"It's so beautiful! It's not quite what the book says. Yun Huanhuan also saw this magical scene and sighed from the heart.

A brilliant pattern of light swept past the two people who hugged each other, passing through the body, and the two continued to fall, and the light pattern also flashed away.

Yun Huanhuan was amazed by the fantastic beauty in front of him, but Zhao Yunfan was thinking: The sun has risen on the ground, and it is at this moment that the Yuan Magnetic Power will be gentler and accommodate the monk to walk safely.

The brilliant and colorful light patterns are the embodiment of the earth's meta-magnetic power, and this layer of space is filled with invisible meta-magnetic power, which wears out all alien abilities. The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi do not exist here, and even the Immortal Yuan, which belongs to the immortals, must be disturbed here.

Immortal Yuan is also called the Qi of the Immortal Spirit by the ancient monks, they are the same kind of "thing", born from the aura of heaven and earth and the vitality of heaven and earth.

In this area, the spell is generated by the inducing of the Heavenly Dao Law and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi of the outside world, so it cannot be used. The generation of the Dao method comes from the communication of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the body, so it is not restricted, but the power of the Dao method will also be greatly reduced.

No matter how mysterious it is here, there will be an end to it, Zhao Yunfan only felt that his eyes were flowering, and he was already on a bluestone square, and there were stone platforms on the bluestone square, and one of the stone platforms spewed out a sparse brilliance, enveloping Zhao Yunfan, buffering his fall, and leading him to fall on the stone platform.

A monk with a national character face who had been guarding the side for a long time stepped forward and arched his hand, and said in a salty tone: "Welcome to Yuexia Stream, please deliver three hundred dung balls, two people, six hundred!" ”

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