The fog became thicker and thicker, like a piece of ink that could not be dissolved, but the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife became more and more dazzling in this thick fog.

Yang Jun's hand holding the handle of the knife gradually strengthened until the knuckles of the five knuckles bulged out and turned faintly white.

Of course, Yang Jun couldn't see this, he just felt that his arm was a little stiff.

In this strange and heavy atmosphere, Yang Jun's nerves were involuntarily tense.

I thought that I still secretly wrote what "still water flows deep" back then, but today I really encountered the silent still water, and I felt strange and terrifying.

Yang Jun ran with thousands of alpacas in his heart, but his face was silent.

Isn't it just a hidden realm of stepping on horses, who is afraid of whom?

Yang Jun was doing mental construction for himself, but at the same time, he also thought of the cave that connected to the dark river.

Once the ownerless Hidden Realm has been stripped out and landed in one place, it is impossible to move until the next host is found.

Above the dark river is the place of blood cultivation, and it has not been discovered like this? Yang Jun was convinced by such a misty hidden realm.

He has the same concept as Mu Yizhen, that is, there are not so many coincidences in this world.

The realm of Xuantianmen is so big, if you want Tibetans in this place, can't you hold some large-scale gatherings? It is naturally no coincidence that the old nest of blood cultivation was built outside this hidden realm.

Perhaps the existence of this hidden realm has long been known, but there is no entrance.

But thinking about it, I really didn't take the dark river outside as a clue before I came in, but I didn't expect to hear the sound of water in the dark passage of the black rumbling, and after I came in, there was no sound at all in this lifeless hidden world.

Why didn't I think at that time that the secret passage outside the cave had dried up, but how could there be the sound of water in the cave?

The more Yang Jun thought about it, the more he felt that this had happened mysteriously, and his back couldn't help but feel a little chill, feeling like a prey that had fallen into a trap arranged by a hunter without knowing it.

There seemed to be some important clues that he had overlooked.

As Yang Jun walked, he thought about how to take the stripped hidden realm into his own possession. Blood Cultivator must have a plan to build the mortar here, and since he has broken in, he will grab a handful.

The further you go downstream, the thicker the fog becomes. Yang Jun felt that the membrane covering his eyes was getting thicker and thicker, but the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife also appeared brighter and brighter, black and white, in this bleak mist, it turned into the brightest color.

It wasn't until near the turn that Yang Jun saw the stone wall that suddenly appeared in front of him that he noticed that the direction of the river had changed. But if you look through the fog again, it turns out that it is not the river turning, but the river water has gathered here to form a lake.

Yang Jun didn't notice the change in the direction of the river just now, all because of this dense fog with evil aura, but the mist condensed at the water's edge, and the more ethereal it became the more it reached the center. Therefore, when Yang Jun walked to the lake, he could barely detect the vast and vast waters ahead.

He stood at the edge of the lake and did not go any further.

The Ten Thousand Butcher Knife was as bright as the color of a wash, and the white blade was reflected in the dim lake water, like a lightning bolt that suddenly appeared in the sky full of ink clouds, dazzling people's eyes brightly.

Yang Jun stared at the surface of the water where the blade of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife was reflected.

The surface of the lake is centered on the reflection of ten thousand butcher knives, and there are layers of ripples, endlessly, and the water waves are pushed outward layer by layer, as if someone is throwing stones into the water one after another.

Damn it! There was no movement around at all! Except for 10,000 butcher knives!

"Ancestor, you are also an ancestor!" Yang Jun clenched the 10,000 butcher knife in his hand the moment the water began to ripple. The guy who saved his life, he couldn't help but be careless.

The tremor of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife came up through the palm of his hand, making Yang Jun also feel a throbbing and a trace of excitement.

He also understood the temper of this sword master, and he wanted to say, sword master, don't take off without saying a word, this hidden world is unknown, and it's not good to break in!

But Yang Jun also thought, at this time and that time, he was just a little apprentice, and now that the spiritual aperture has been opened, we have at least cultivated a tacit understanding, right?

While Yang Jun was muttering in his heart, Wan Tu Dao was trembling more and more strongly, and pointed to Yang Jun's right hand side with a "swish".

Yang Jun: ...... Are you showing me the way?

His arm was instantly straightened by the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, and Yang Jun's gaze involuntarily looked in the direction that the tip of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife was pointing.

The sword wind of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife was like a blazing high beam, instantly breaking through the fog and opening up an area with a diameter of five feet and a length of nearly ten zhang in front of Yang Jun.

The fog in this area was dispelled, allowing Yang Jun to clearly see the scenery on the right bank.

It is the steepest place on the right bank, the cliff is more than ten feet above the water, and the place where it intersects with the river has been eroded by the flowing water for a long time, and the mountain has been carved out of a large hole, which is much more receded than the top of the cliff.

Yang Jun was a little surprised, although this water was silent, it was not easy to erode the stone cliff into such a large hollow.

The top of the cliff protrudes from afar, and there are two large rocks below, probably very hard, hanging upside down, like two canine teeth. And on the top of the cliffs, covered with dense vegetation. From a distance, there are two tall and straight pine trees, standing in the wind.

Yang Jun saw two dog-like things at the top of the stone cliff and took a few steps forward. Every time I walked forward, wherever the blade of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife went, the thick fog dissipated. provoked Yang Jun to raise his left hand and flick his fingers on the back of the knife.

"Dao Master, count yourself as powerful."

It was boring to ridicule, but I didn't expect Wan Butcher Knife to tremble twice as if he understood.

Yang Jun: ...... It's acceptable that magic weapons have spirits or something, and it's easy to be anthropomorphic like this, which is really hard to explain.

It was probably the dry season, there was a wide sandy beach on the shore of the lake, Yang Jun walked a few feet in the direction of the stone cliff, always felt that he could seem to be in the tube, but he couldn't see the whole picture, and with a twist of his wrist, he put the ten thousand butcher knife in front of him.

A moment of light made Yang Jun see the scene of the stone cliff clearly.

Pine trees, cliffs, hanging rocks, and flowing water form a strange picture, like a high head.

However, it was only for a moment, the light of the knife was reflected on the two raised spherical objects, and the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife immediately moved restlessly, and the blade turned on its side, pulling Yang Jun unexpectedly and bent over.

Rumble!

The water where the tip of the knife was pointed exploded.

"Knife - your uncle!"

As soon as Yang Jun's voice fell, he saw that under the dragon's head cliff, at the confluence of the river and the lake, a column of water suddenly rose from the ground, rushing up to the sky, and the water column with white waves looked higher and higher, even beyond the opposite cliff.

The rolled water crashed heavily on the stone cliffs by the river, stirring up countless splashes.

The position where Yang Jun was standing was still some distance from the river, but the terrain on the north bank was gentle, and in an instant, the waves rolled over and overflowed his knees.

Yang Jun didn't react, the water column had quickly fallen back and smashed on the vast lake!

The fog and hidden realm are dim and dayless, but Ling Chu Mountain, which is close to the sea, is still blue sky and white clouds.

The previous disciples have already gone to the Three Mountains and Twelve Peaks, and the new disciples will not go up the mountain until March next year. At this time, Ling Chushan was not as lively as usual, and it was extremely quiet.

The wind passed through the bamboo sea, rolling up thousands of dead leaves, and sprinkled them one after another.

If the virtual real person is standing in the bamboo liao, the bamboo leaves in front of him are straight down, and his figure looks a little lonely.

Shen stood on the path between the bamboo forests, looking at this pale blue figure from a distance, as if it was integrated with the boundless bamboo sea, but his eyes showed a desolation.

He settled down, stepped on the bluestone road, stepped on the bamboo leaves that covered the entire path, and came to the front of the bamboo steps.

The skeleton is made of bamboo, and the top of the gold figure is covered with a layer of cloth. The bamboo bones used to support the bamboo liao have been soaked in the potion prepared by the real people, and they are still verdant after many years. From a distance, the entire bamboo liao is almost the same color as the bamboo sea, and it is difficult to distinguish.

If it is a dog day in the middle of summer, drinking tea here is as cool as water. But at this time, it is inevitable to feel a little bleak.

Shen Ke's eyes squinted at the tea that there was no trace of heat on the bamboo table, the fried bamboo leaf tea, green with a little yellow, the soup was clear, but it didn't move, there was a bamboo leaf on the edge of the cup, and the other end of the leaf had already poked into the teacup and floated on the water.

Elder Ruoxu stood with his back to him, facing the deep bamboo sea and rolling mountains to the north.

"Disciple see elder."

Ruo Xuzhen turned around slowly, smiled warmly, and sat back on the futon in front of the coffee table: "Come back, come and sit." ”

Shen bowed, buried his head very low, and bowed deeply to Ruoxu Zhenren before walking up the steps and kneeling opposite Ruoxu Zhenren.

Ruoxu Zhenren didn't invite him to tea this time, and asked before Shen opened his mouth: "How is the charter to go to Shengzhou to select new disciples?" Have you planned who you want to take? ”

The voice was very peaceful, but the question was not what he wanted to say, but Shen was stunned and quickly came back to his senses.

"With the experience of the previous session, it is not difficult to prepare, and a lot of trouble can be avoided, this time, it should take less time than the previous one."

Ruoxu Zhenren nodded, looking quite satisfied: "That's good." ”

Shen hesitated a little, and straightened his back slightly: "Elder......"

"Retreat," Ruo Xuzhen bent his fingers and knocked on the bamboo table, the voice was not very loud, but it was very clear in the quiet sea of bamboo.

Shen mentioned that half of his heart was slightly lowered.

Seeing that the elders were so calm, he didn't dare to show a panicked face. I had to sit upright and said, "There is news from Shengzhou that the Yuanji Sect and the Wufu Sect will recruit disciples from the Dao Four Kingdoms in the second half of the first month, and they are the personal disciples of the major master sects, and they are well paid. ”

These two shots must be large-scale. Xuantianmen decided to select disciples after the second day of February, and they rushed to recruit disciples at the end of the first month. Fight brightly, no, it's just a robbery.

In the past, of course, Xuantianmen didn't have to worry at all. However, in recent years, the Yuan Ji Sect and the Wu Yu Sect have become more and more powerful.

"Oh?" Ruo Xuzhen's expression still did not fluctuate at all, which made Shen, who had been observing his face, a little discouraged. (To be continued.) )