Just when Yang Jun found that the real person of Lishan had turned a corner inexplicably, in the Shengyun Palace, Ruoxu Zhenren asked Shen Ke, who was still standing in front of him: "In which direction did Uncle Lishan go?" ”

"Back to the elder, his old man is going due north. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Due north.

Directly north of the Shengyun Hall is Qianyunding, and further north is the Seven Bucket Mountain.

The real person of Yushan has not been seen for many years, and if the real person guesses that he is probably also wandering in the countless deep mountains and jungles of Qidou Mountain. Carrying Chu Ke to the north, it also matched the direction in which the real person of Yushan came.

"I see." Ruoxu Zhenren nodded, waved at Shen and said, "You go down." ”

Shen saw that he frowned slightly, his eyes stared at the foot of the coffee table opposite, still in contemplation, he didn't dare to make a sound, bent down and saluted, and quietly withdrew from the Shengyun Palace.

Standing on the high steps in front of the Ascension Cloud Palace, Shen Qi closed his eyes and let out a long breath from between his chest and abdomen, and his shoulders drooped.

When I opened my eyes again, I was greeted by the morning light and the sparse figures on the top of the clouds.

The disciples have already walked seventy-seven, eighty-eight, and the cloud summit is no longer as lively as it was just now.

First Chu Ke was taken away by the real people of the Gangshan Mountain, and then the elders and the first leaders left one after another, and the disciples knew that the matter was over, and they only scratched the monkey in their hearts, but no one could inquire about the whole story, so they had to go back and gossip slowly.

Jiang Linxian jumped to his feet: "His grandfather's, he really called Chu Ke, this kid to the pit!" ”

Three hundred spirit stones, it turned out to be a meat bun beating a dog, and there was no return. It was the first time Jiang Linxian felt so frustrated.

Jing quietly glanced at him and did not speak.

Gu Jiuxin looked at the two of them, and then looked in the direction of Qianyunding, and finally only bent his lips slightly, and said to He Junyuan: "Go back, clean up one or two, we will return to Forgetful Peak in a few days." ”

He Junyuan had nothing to say.

At this time, Yang Jun had been lifted by the real people of Yushan Mountain to the sky above the Snow Ding Ling Lake.

The hazy blue shadow of the lake under the clouds could be seen more clearly when the real person of the mountain gradually descended from the sky with him.

Yang Jun couldn't care about smashing his hands and face, and the clouds were frozen cold, and he couldn't stop looking at the surrounding environment.

This is to the east of Qianyunding, because the high mountains block the cold air from the north, there is not as much snow here as in other places, but it is still a misty white from the sky.

But as he approached, Yang Jun still saw the trees under the thin layer of snow on the mountainside. In the frozen snow on the mountain, a few trickles meander down, bringing the melting iceberg snow water into the Spirit Lake.

This is the source of the Tongtian River in Lingchu Mountain, and it is also the source of the Nine Heavens Test of the Milky Way.

Yang Jun had already seen that the real people of Yushan were now taking him straight to the blue blue lake.

In his heart, he was thinking that if he wanted to come to this spiritual lake, he should have gone northeast from the Shengyun Hall before, but in fact, he shouldn't have had to go around the original way.

He muttered to himself, and then noticed that his hands and feet would tremble from time to time.

What's the matter, I don't feel cold? It stands to reason that the lower the altitude, the higher the temperature, right?

Yang Jun thought about it, but suddenly he was stimulated by something and his whole body jumped, and then a trace of chilling aura emerged from the meridians.

This feeling was so impressive that he finally found the fine Xiaoice silk piercing his body.

Unlike the ice needles that fluttered during the Nine Heavens of the Galaxy, these ice threads floating in the air were so subtle that it was difficult to detect. In particular, the mid-air on the top of this snowfield mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist, and those tiny ice needles merge with the ethereal mist, and it is impossible to find it at all.

Yang Jun suddenly looked at the real person of the Gangshan Mountain, but saw the real person of the Gangshan with a comfortable expression.

Yang Jun, who was just about to say something, closed his mouth. Forget it, don't bother to ask, I'll ask later.

Through the clouds, it was the clearest mountain that Yang Jun had ever seen. As he breathed, he noticed that his body was also relaxing with the rate of his breathing, absorbing the aura in the air.

Yang Jun sighed quickly in comfort.

The real person of Yushan squinted at his satisfied expression, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he pouted disdainfully, "Breath!" ”

Flying under his feet, he took Yang Jun over a mountain covered with ice and snow and stopped on the shore of the lake.

Yang Jun stood by the lake, looking at the clear lake with his eyes full of water, but he had a very strange feeling.

He and the mountain were standing on the higher west bank of Linghu Lake, with a high cliff at their feet.

Why did the real person of Yushan take him to this spiritual lake, why did he stop on this cliff that can't go up or down?

When he turned his head to look, he saw that the real person of Gangshan had carried him to the ground, and then he let go of his hand, and out of nowhere he took out a big bone with meat and gnawed it.

"Ouch, ouch, I'm freezing to death! Eat a big piece of meat and top your stomach first! ”

Yang Jun sniffed and smelled a smell of meat. Your old man has already eaten!

The real person of Yushan chewed it and said, "It's still delicious meat!" ”

On the top of the empty cliff, the eyes were covered with snow, and the sound of the mountain bar chewing oil and meat was in my ears, and the nasal cavity was filled with the fragrance of flesh and bones. Yang Jun couldn't help but want to eat.

But he turned his head to see that the middle of his fingers quickly sparkled with shiny oil stains, and flowed down his wrists, some dripping to the ground, and some sliding down his wrists into his sleeves.

Yang Jun turned his head speechlessly, a mouthful of saliva stuck in his throat, and he almost choked to death.

Damn, you must not admit that you want to eat it!

When he looked up, he saw a pool of clear blue-green water, with a little brown soil bare or exposed on the edge of the lake, and on the shore of the lake a little farther away, alpine trees covered in snow and ice.

There seemed to be nothing wrong with such a situation, but Yang Jun showed a look of confusion.

Originally, it was supposed to be a very quiet snow top of Lingshan Mountain, but there was a faint sound like thunder in Yang Jun's ears. The sound was actually very grand, but it was also very ethereal, and it seemed to come from a very long distance. It seems to be close at hand, and it seems to be far away.

However, it was as if there was a faint vibration under his feet because of this sound.

He finally turned his head and asked the real person of Yushan: "Old Ancestor, what kind of voice is this." ”

After gnawing on the bones, the real person of the mountain glanced at him impatiently, still throwing him the contempt of an elder: "Stupid! ”

Yang Jun was speechless.

The aura in the clouds and mist on the top of the thousand clouds is very abundant, not to mention the spiritual lake where the meltwater on the top of the snow gathers.

Yang Jun stood on the shore of the lake, even though he was still a spiritual layman who didn't know anything, he felt that every time he took a breath, his body was refreshed, and the holes in his whole body seemed to be opened and melted into this cool and cold air.

The smell in the air was a little familiar, and Yang Jun had a flash of inspiration in his mind, as if he understood something.

He took two steps towards the edge of the cliff, looked down, and suddenly found a clue.

The seemingly calm water of the Spirit Lake actually faintly flowed towards the direction under his feet!

Yang Jun was surprised and took a few steps forward in order to see the situation under this high cliff.

The further you walk, the more you can see the flow of the Linghu Lake.

At first, I only saw the water on the surface of the Linghu Lake slowly flowing to the cliff wall on the west side, because the whole Linghu Lake covers a very vast area, at least ten tilts of light, and the flow of this layer of lake water seems very inconspicuous.

But the closer you get to the side of the cliff, the faster the lake flows. To the closest place to the cliff, it was even like a huge whirlpool under the lake, trying to suck the entire spiritual lake away. The current on the surface of the lake produces a slight rotation in the direction, and a whirlpool is formed.

He gradually felt frightened, and there was a hint of understanding.

Looking down from the air just now, he only saw the meandering stream on the snowfield on the top of the mountain flowing into the Spirit Lake, and he didn't see that there was a river in the Spirit Lake that connected with the outside world.

Come to think of it, it's the place to go under the cliff.

Yang Jun thought of the 10,000-foot cold current in the Nine Heavens Black Dragon Pool of the Milky Way, his mood was agitated, he stepped to the edge of the cliff, looked down, and suddenly gasped.

The snow-covered cliff was about 200 years high, the upper half of which was a vertical cliff that stood upright like a knife and axe, and the lower half of which was close to the Spirit Lake was a steep slope.

There was a huge hole in the steep slope that could not be seen as far as the eye could see. The water of the Spirit Lake flows into this hole.

When Yang Jun saw this almost oval hole with a diameter of about ten zhang, he was completely sure that this was the top of the Nine Heavens of the Milky Way, where the 10,000-foot waterfall fell!

The blue water poured into the hole, and in an instant it disappeared without a trace, as if it had fallen straight to the ground.

Rao is Yang Jun is not afraid of heights, and he can see the soles of his feet cold.

He had stood on the edge of the Black Dragon Pond and looked up at the hole above the Nine Heavens of the Milky Way, but he didn't know that the Spirit Lake had sent the lake water into the belly of Ling Chu Mountain in this way!

Yang Jun still doesn't know how high the Nine Heavens of the Milky Way is, 10,000 feet? 10,000 feet or 20,000 feet? Just looking at the altitude, the distance between this Xueding Linghu and Dengyunding is definitely more than two kilometers. I just don't know the absolute height geometry of Black Dragon Pond.

Seeing this situation, Yang Jun could only use the words "bottomless" to describe this huge hole.

He was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he was speechless for a moment.

"Done?" He didn't know when he stood beside him, rubbing oil on the placket of his shirt and asked.

Yang Jun turned his head and smiled, his expression looked a little silly, and said, "What did the ancestor bring me here for?" ”

"Guess?"

"Huh."

Before Yang Jun finished smirking, he was a real person

Yang Jun still doesn't know how high the Nine Heavens of the Milky Way is, 10,000 feet? 10,000 feet or 20,000 feet? Just looking at the altitude, the distance between this Xueding Linghu and Dengyunding is definitely more than two kilometers. I just don't know the absolute height geometry of Black Dragon Pond.

Seeing this situation, Yang Jun could only use the words "bottomless" to describe this huge hole.

He was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he was speechless for a moment.

"Done?" He didn't know when he stood beside him, rubbing oil on the placket of his shirt and asked.

Yang Jun turned his head and smiled, his expression looked a little silly, and said, "What did the ancestor bring me here for?" ”

"Guess?"

"Huh."

Before Yang Jun finished smirking, the real person of Gangshan (to be continued.) )