Where is this?

The mountains in the distance, the trees in the distance, everything seemed to be shrouded in twilight. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info There is no light, but it can see; I can see it, but I can't see it clearly.

Jiang Li sat up and looked around in surprise.

Quiescence! It was as if the sounds between heaven and earth had completely disappeared, leaving only this corner of the landscape silent in this oppressive twilight.

There was a kind of bone-chilling coldness, and Jiang Li involuntarily tightened his clothes. The foot accidentally touched something, and it was soft, which startled her. After looking at it, he couldn't help but shout: "Senior Uncle, Fifth Senior Uncle, wake up, wake up." ”

Why is the fifth uncle here? By the way, before she fell unconscious, she saw a monster emerging from the fifth uncle's body, yes, the nine-tailed fox, it was the nine-tailed fox.

Could it be that it got them here, but what is this place? Why is it so dark, why is the atmosphere so oppressive. It's like, just like the ruins of living beings in Qingyunmen, which are obviously picturesque, but they don't feel a trace of vitality. Won't it be here either......

Jiang Li shook a little, patted his face vigorously, shook his head, and tried to shake this idea out: "No, no, how can I have this kind of thought, I must have thought wrong." ”

After shouting so much, Uncle Shi didn't wake up, what's going on?

Jiang Li didn't know how to use his divine sense to check other people's bodies, so he had to use the stupidest method: put his index finger under Han Yueyan's nose, concentrate and calm down, and felt a trace of hot air spraying on her fingers.

"Great, Uncle Shi is fine." Jiang Li was overjoyed.

But what's next? Jiang Li looked at the motionless scenery around him like a sculpture and was worried.

The Hanwu Mountains are cold all year round, and the snow does not melt.

Du Lingxiao and Dongli Daojun were wearing white Taoist robes, standing in the wind and snow, letting the cold wind and snow like sharp knives slap on their faces and bodies.

"This ice and snow aroused the old man's desire to write poetry." Dongli Daojun looked at the large white in front of his eyes, and said with feelings.

Du Lingxiao glanced at him silently, and quietly moved a few steps to the other side.

Dongli Daojun's poems are as eccentric and unbearable as his temperament, which is a recognized fact from top to bottom of Qingyunmen. But this one doesn't know it, every time he gets a so-called "good poem", he will go around to attract people to appreciate it. Therefore, he is very honored to become a rare Yuanying monk in the cultivation realm.

Dongli Daojun saw Du Lingxiao move aside without giving face, and said unconsciously: "Hey, this is a good poem, senior brother Shouyi, you have to give me a good review, the mountains are all white, and the cold wind is bitter and sad." ”

Du Lingxiao walked faster and faster, thinking that he could leave quickly after completing the task. But when I think of the next few days, I will have to be with this senior brother with a distinctive personality, and I feel a faint sadness.

"Shouyi junior brother, Shouyi junior brother, slow down, you haven't said anything about this poem?" Dongli Daojun chased after him from behind.

Du Lingxiao made a face and said, "Senior brother, junior brother doesn't know anything about this, it's important for us to look for the Sky Bead." ”

"That's right," Dongli Daojun knocked his head with a folding fan in his hand, "Then I'll remember it first, and when I'm done, you can tell me about it, although I think this sentence is already very good, but I still welcome more opinions." ”

Du Lingxiao was speechless.

"Senior brother, please make a hexagram first."

No matter which direction you look at, it is snowy. With the same color and the same scene, the divine consciousness seems to have become sluggish, and it cannot be spread out smoothly.

"Oh." When Dongli Daojun heard this, he casually threw the folding fan in his hand, and the fan fell to the ground, pointing to the southwest. Dongli Daojun picked up the fan and pointed to the southwest: "Over there." ”

Du Lingxiao felt that his breath was blocked in his chest, senior brother, you are so casual, is it really good?

At the edge of the southwest forest, there is also a group of worried people.

"Why hasn't anyone come out yet?" The Colorful Butterfly Fairy of the Royal Beast Sect was very anxious.

There was a colorful transparent barrier in front of her, and at this moment there was a hole in this barrier that was only three feet high, and the Colorful Butterfly Fairy was eager to rush into it.

Jin Peng Zhenren pressed her shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Don't panic, don't forget Si Daoyou's instructions." ”

"What is Si Xuan, maybe it's just a fine work, and you also believe in him." The Colorful Butterfly Fairy gritted her teeth and stared at Si Xuan, who was not far away, ignoring the things outside the window, and only frowning and staring at Si Xuan, who only had a compass the size of a palm in his hand.

"!" Jin Peng Zhenren hurriedly scolded her, and glanced at Si Xuan nervously.

Actually, don't say that the Colorful Butterfly Fairy doesn't believe it, even he has three points of suspicion.

The timing of this person's appearance really makes people doubt his motives, but he was still treated as a guest by Qingyunmen, which is really strange. If the image of Qingyunmen is too good from time to time, and it has lost a lot of elite disciples this time, he has to wonder if Qingyunmen is also colluding with those people.

Jinpeng Zhenren still remembers that day, the day he followed his master Spirit Ape Beast Venerable to Qingyunmen.

Qingyunmen took advantage of the 2,000th birthday of Qingxu Daojun to send invitations and invite large and small sects in the Kunwu Mountains, including many famous loose cultivators, to attend the birthday banquet.

At that time, he still wondered, it was just a thousand-year-old birthday, why the sect attached so much importance to it, and let the first Supreme Elder who had not been out of the mountain for a long time go to congratulate him on his birthday, and he didn't hear how much friendship the master had with Qingxu Daojun.

Unexpectedly, what surprised him even more was that he found that except for Xuantian Sect, as long as the rest of the sects participated in the birthday banquet, they were either elders or elders in charge, or heads of the sects.

That night, he followed his uncle to the main hall of Qingyunmen. Seeing the high-ranking monks gathered together, they all looked solemn, as if something terrible had happened.

No, not as if, it really happened.

It was the news brought by the young Jindan monk in front of him, the news that was enough to subvert all of their concepts.

There are three thousand Taos, and one is a realm.

It turned out that the place where they were located was only one of the many thousand worlds, one of the many thousand worlds, which was recorded in the ancient books as the Taihe Realm.

The Thousand Realms are divided into the Small Thousand Realms, the Middle Thousand Realms, the Great Thousand Realms, and the Top Great Thousand Realms. Although the Taihe Realm has not reached the level of the top Great Thousand Realms, it is also a rare Great Thousand Realms.

Five million years ago, a god fought a demon god. The gods were defeated by the demon gods, and in desperation, they escaped into the Taihe realm. Soon, the Taihe Realm disappeared with the god. Even though many major cultivators went to heaven and earth, they failed to find the slightest trace.

A hundred years ago, Si Xuan traveled everywhere and met a strange Taoist friend.

This Taoist friend is extremely talented, and his understanding is also excellent, he is a rare genius, and he is already in the Great Perfection of Yuan Infant at a young age. In the conversation, he was also from the Great Gate Sect, but he didn't know anything about the realm after Yuanying, and he didn't even know some common sense in the cultivation realm, including where he came from.

In his conversation with him, Si Xuan could only vaguely know that he was from a large Thousand Realms. But for some reason, in that Thousand Realms, all the monks couldn't break through the Yuan Infant Stage.

For this reason, Si Xuan looked through the classics everywhere and consulted his seniors, and only then did he preliminarily determine that this strange Taoist friend might come from the Taihe Realm, which disappeared five million years ago.