Volume 2: The Realm of the Far North Chapter 177: Return to Huainan (II)

Time passed, more than two months passed in a blink of an eye, Zhou Yusheng hid in this extreme north somewhere, in addition to consolidating the loose aura in his body, Zhou Yusheng has become a habit in the past two months, that is, sitting on the peak of the north, overlooking the vast continent at his feet.

The top of the mountain peaks in the north is as black as earth, and a little bit of crystal light is scattered, like a starry sky, making the surroundings look a little hazy, not very clear, as if through a layer of gauze, only the attic in the fog can be seen everywhere.

In that faintly visible sea of fog, he could even see clearly in front of those hazy attics, the ethereal clouds below the attics, the light and shadow floating in them, and the crowd of people with ericket figures, from the sea of clouds, as if no one was passing through.

On this day, sitting cross-legged in the Pavilion, Zhou Yusheng, who looked calm, was looking at a piece of bamboo slips, his right hand was raised from time to time, and there were bursts of magic light surrounding his right hand, reflecting his face in a flickering light.

At this moment, suddenly a ball of water that had just been condensed in Zhou Yusheng's right hand shattered, turned into mist and dissipated around, he frowned, put down the bamboo slip, and took out a glowing jade slip from his arms.

"Xuanqing did appear, there is an extremely powerful force that has been wandering in the outside world of the northern border, but that breath is not left by Xuanqing, it seems to be some kind of alien race, the traces left when he broke into the northern border. “

In the bamboo slip, the voice of the young man in white came out slowly, but as this voice came out, Zhou Yusheng's expression changed slightly, put away the jade slip, got up and took a step forward, and immediately the gate of the valley in front of him opened silently, and he walked quickly towards the top of the mountain.

In the past two months, Zhou Yusheng has not been out of the northern realm for half a step, and the strange natural magnetic field in the northern realm makes it difficult for the monks who are deep in the clouds and mist to distinguish the eight directions of the northern realm, and this feeling suddenly hits him the moment he leaves the top of the mountain.

Zhou Yusheng used the mottled aura in his body, it seemed that nothing had happened in the disorder, and at the moment when he reached the Xuanfeng, the aura was no longer filled in the limbs, and it was like a condensed cell, condensed in the Dao Sea with the precipitated demon pill in the body.

This made the aura in his body not feel any discomfort due to the loss of direction, and the star ring on the periphery of the demon pill seemed to flicker and dim with the breath of the demon pill.

Zhou Yusheng went straight to the top of the mountain, the northern border is at the confluence of the four seas, there are four islands that directly reach the four seas in the southeast, northwest and northwest, but this island is somewhat the same as the strange magnetic field here, and not every island of the four islands has the characteristics of the sea.

In the hazy mist, the sword qi quietly broke through the clouds, as if there was only an inch between the sky, even if it was still thousands of miles away, but the dim yellow was like the sunset dyed red sky, and the sense of oppression that broke through the clouds clearly fell on Zhou Yusheng's shoulders.

Zhou Yusheng snorted coldly, and the blue and red flames instantly swept over his shoulder, and the flames trembled in the flames, but fortunately, they finally stopped.

It wasn't until the fog cleared that he saw the scene in front of him that made his eyes shrink suddenly, full of bloody remnants.

Tens of thousands of dead bodies were piled up in the mutilated corpses, mutilated corpses, rotten husks, rotting bones, and pitted clouds, and the corpses were lying everywhere, and the blood had flowed into rivers.

It is hard to imagine how the bones of such a huge scale before were quietly rotted into white bones, in the changes of the years, the corpses all over the ground brewed into the river, and the impact on Zhou Yusheng at that moment almost made the blood in his chest pour upside down, and his heart was buzzing.

"These are the grassroots groups of the Tenth Interface, the people of Zhongzhou call them scavengers, on the surface of the Interface, digging up the relics left by the immortals, they are the lowest, the lowest, a group of people with lives like ants in the Tenth Interface. “

"Yang senior, what is the tenth interface. “

Yang Qian, the monk who turned Tianlan Temple upside down three hundred years ago, the Tianfu Incident that shocked the entire Huai Realm, no one survived from Tianfu, only he came back alive from Tianfu inexplicably.

Even three hundred years ago, with his bone age not exceeding five hundred years, he became a young monk on the peak of Huainan, leading the robbery with the silver pill, and stepping into the realm of thunder tribulation on the Tianzhu Peak of Tianlan Academy.

Now, he has been up and down in Huai'an for three hundred years, and with a bone age of seven hundred years, he has once again impacted the Three Tribulation Thunder Tribulation, but he has not waited for the seven hundred years to come, and he has to forcibly impact the Three Tribulation Thunder Tribulation.

"The tenth interface, known as the top of the human race, the four Huai realms of Xuanyuan are through Zhongzhou in the tenth interface, but Zhongzhou is not only the four worlds, the four worlds, the twelve cities and seven mansions, and the supreme school of the human race, the twenty-four Xuanzong. Yang Qian was silent for a moment and slowly spoke.

"Back then, I was familiar with the classics of Tianlan Academy, Tianlan Academy has always concealed something from the disciples in the courtyard, there is a Zen room in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, in this Zen room, when the old immortals were silent in order to hide from the sky and cross the sea, the only way to lead the human race to Zhongzhou was to enter the secret realm of the Nine Turns, to achieve the resonance with the power of the interface, and to ascend to the upper realm. “

"But this is not the only way to leave Zhongzhou, after the Tianfu Incident, I accidentally learned that there is a ruin in the ninth interface, where there is a hidden place that shocks the entire Huai Realm, and the name of the Southern Regions, and all of this is related to a volume of Tailing Sutra!"

As soon as Yang Qian's words came out, Zhou Yusheng's eyes showed essence, and his heart suddenly beat faster, about the vast land and resources of Zhongzhou, he had heard many people in green shirts talk about it before, and he had already expected it about Zhongzhou, and he also understood why only the holy monk could perceive the bottleneck of this interface.

"If I can get ......" Zhou Yusheng's desire to become stronger suddenly became stronger.

"It's a pity that except for the memory of Silence, that scripture has long been lost, even if there are no more or less people in this interface, I'm afraid no one knows how much of a big lie Silence has told in order to hide this secret. ”

Yang Qian spoke lightly, Zhou Yusheng was silent, as if he had an understanding, and he glanced up at Yang Qian in front of him.

"Yang Qian, who are you?"

Zhou Yusheng looked at him indifferently, and countless doubts rose in his heart, but the apprehension in his heart was only known to him.

"Let's go. “

Yang Qian leaned over meaningfully to meet his gaze, his eyes were blazing, but soon he retracted that indescribable expression, turned around again, and in a burst of corpses scattering, as the smell of blood around him became stronger, the only remaining sunlight turned into a more and more distant line, blending into darkness.

Zhou Yusheng pondered for a long time, and did not stay in place alone, in that place where it was difficult to move an inch, there was a touch of pure whiteness in his eyes, and he disappeared in a flash.

Until that collapses, the humid environment is like a closed space, and the aura condensed in the body seems to be suppressing the trend of the aura in the body.

In the depths of this place where he did nowhere, he couldn't even feel the breath of any living beings appearing around him, and the path under his feet was restored, but with the sound of falling into the water under Yang Qian's feet.

After going a little deeper, the path turned into a lake, the lake was not deep, exuding bursts of milky white cold, the moment this cold breath penetrated into his body, it was like a small silver needle, piercing the flesh and blood, and from his body, the circulating qi and blood were discharged.

"Be careful later, once we leave here, the prohibition behind will be even more unbearable, now we are under the sect, this kind of restriction, but the prohibition that protects us also exists, but once we go out of the periphery, the disappeared prohibition reappears, and there may be new scavengers who discover our existence"

It's desolate, after all, no one has been here for hundreds of years. Yang Qian's voice came from not far away, and his body appeared in the mist, and it was faintly visible that the place where he came from was also very desolate, after all, no one had come here for hundreds of years. Yang Qian's voice came from not far away, and his body appeared in the fog, and he could faintly see where he came, too

"It's desolate, after all, no one has been here for hundreds of years. Yang Qian's voice came from not far away, and his body appeared in the mist, and it was faintly visible that where he came, there was also an altar several zhang in size.

"Above is the forbidden dirt, this should be the underground palace of the sect. Yang Qian raised his hand and touched the cracked soil above his head, just a simple smell, and even easily knew the current direction.

"Xuanqing's underground palace is made of such a good source mud, as long as it does not collapse at will, the general sect will use it as a foundation to build an underground palace. Yang Qian looked around and spoke gently.

Zhou Yusheng stopped still, raised his eyes to look at the exquisite lines hanging above his head, gently wiped his hand, felt the cold touch from his fingers, his eyes changed slightly, and after looking around, his footsteps continued to walk forward.

Zhou Yusheng walked out of the altar and stood beside Yang Qian, looking at the gray attic around him, he could see that there were a lot of dry flowers and plants around, and it was desolate and dead.

"These fogs are nothing more than forbidden, making everything look black and white, and there are no other colors. Zhou Yusheng frowned and spoke.

"That's right, don't try to touch it, these prohibitions have gotten out of control with the weakness of the ancestor, and the two of us will each hold the jade and look for the three places of understanding. Yang Qian said with a solemn expression.

"We are now in the underground palace cave, you and I must remember not to touch anything under the underground palace, I don't know how long the time of perception will be, you and I must remember not to leave here too far. ”

Zhou Yusheng looked at Yang Qian, and then the spiritual power in his body was sent into the chopping jade, and suddenly his chopping jade scattered blood light and flew forward, and Yang Qian followed and gradually walked away.

And Zhou Yusheng looked around, and was about to unfold the light of chopping jade, when suddenly, a terrible roar suddenly came out from not far away, and it was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that it was only dozens of zhang away from Zhou Yusheng.