The lighting formation emitted a soft light, and He Yingwu's body stiffened and walked at the forefront, leading a group of people down the mountain quickly.

They quickly walked out of the Golden Sword Gate Protector Formation and stepped into the snowy winter world.

It was freezing cold, and even if it was an immortal cultivator, everyone couldn't help but shiver.

He Yingwu slowly stopped, if he remembered correctly, this was the ...... he had smuggled from the apocalyptic world to the atrium world Landing location.

Gently stretched out his hand, brushed the air, the air flow surged slightly, He Yingwu took a deep breath, as if smelling the smell of the apocalyptic world.

You guys...... Are you all right?

There are hundreds of flowers and snow outside, wake up and miss Qing, and dream also miss Qing......

At the same time, in the apocalyptic world, Jiang Xiaoxiao got up early in the morning and looked at the east in a daze.

You...... Are you okay?

Xiao looks at the sky and looks at the clouds at dusk, and thinks about you when you walk, and thinks about you when you sit......

......

With a slight sigh, he continued to walk, and the snow fell without a trace.

But until the sky was bright and the sun was high, He Yingwu didn't find a chance to escape.

There was no way, Song Liancheng couldn't leave an inch, and he even had to follow him when he went to the toilet, he kept a distance of five meters, turned his back to He Yingwu, and kept chatting.

He Yingwu scolded several times: "Get out!"

But he soon found that this gentle and elegant fellow did not eat oil and salt, and no matter how much force he used, it was like hitting a ball of cotton, useless and discouraging.

He Yingwu once thought that this guy had found some clues, but he observed it carefully and tested it a little...... It turned out that this guy was worried that the Demon Sect Master would take a big medicine......

For Song Liancheng, instead of staring at the 15 co-founders of the new sect and beware of them being "quacked" by the sect master, it is obviously better to directly target the sect master, which consumes much less energy.

......

In the vast snow, seeing that he was about to walk to the edge of the nameless island, seeing that the sect master had not meant to stop, Song Liancheng couldn't help but say: "Sect master, the most important thing is to find a place to live. The small mountain we passed just now is majestic and strange, and it is only sixty miles away from the Golden Sword Gate, which is quite suitable in my opinion!"

"What? Attached to the Golden Sword Gate?" He Yingwu smiled slightly, the demonic flame rose, in a plain silver makeup, one black and one white, moving and quiet, but there was a distorted harmony.

Without waiting for Song Liancheng to answer, He Yingwu snorted lightly: "To start a sect and establish a sect, you should have the ambition to soar to the sky! People, money, things, classics, etc., naturally want to temporarily borrow the power of the Golden Sword Gate, but if you start from the beginning of your heart...... is content with a corner of the nameless island...... What kind of sect is there?!What kind of sect is there?!"

As he spoke, there was a majestic aura that seemed to fill the heavens and the earth!

Ahem...... If you want to run away, this is really a good reason! He Yingwu couldn't help but start admiring himself.

"It's not a nameless island, we all call it Golden Sword Island. Someone muttered in a low voice.

"Who? Who is talking nonsense?" He Yingwu's eyes widened, and he found that Gu Qiaoshui?

No wonder the sound is familiar.

Anyway, if you are a benefactor, you really can't do anything to him.

Flicking his sleeves fiercely, He Yingwu strode forward: "If you regret going down the mountain with me, you can return to the Golden Sword Gate!"

The crowd hurried to follow, one no less.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but Song Liancheng swept around with cold eyes, and no one dared to turn around.

......

After a small episode, the group walked out of Jinjian Island, stepped on the frozen sea, and headed north.

The further north you go, the colder and more desolate it becomes.

The weather is good today, although the snow is deep, the sun is good, He Yingwu doesn't want to fly, but he doesn't know how Wei Rongcuo should fly, so he has to use it.

He doesn't fly, and no one dares to fly.

Song Liancheng was very conscientious, and he followed closely beside He Yingwu: "Sect Master, if you want to occupy an island alone, it is true that there is only to the north, we have about three islands to choose from, one is full of strange peaks, which is quite steep, one is slightly flat, among the large rocks, there are many natural caves, and there is also an island, in the middle is a volcanic crater, the temperature is slightly higher, even if there is no sect array, there are cold-resistant green plants from time to time. Which island do you think would be more suitable?"

"Which one is more famous?" He Yingwu said.

Song Liancheng was slightly stunned: "It's all a nameless island." ”

"Which one is farther away?"

"The three islands are all moderately far away, and if you say the farthest, it should be the one with a steep peak. ”

"Go there. He Yingwu said indifferently.

......

They soon arrived at a small island, full of strange peaks and strange rocks, and there was almost no way out.

Song Liancheng waved his sleeves continuously, and the green snake had thin scales, like a bulldozer, smashing open a wild road.

He Yingwu was slightly stunned, there is no way in the world, and obstacles are leveled!

Wonderful!

It's kind of wonderful!

Not long after, the group climbed the highest peak of the island, the red sun was in the sky, the sun was just right, but the wind was stronger at the height of the mountain, and between breaths, the white air formed a line.

"This is where it all began!" He Yingwu exhaled deeply, the cold air entered his lungs, he perked up, and roared hoarsely, "I also asked Elder Song to survey the terrain and dig out a few caves for everyone to shelter in." After that, please arrange for someone to go back to Jinjianmen and get enough bedding, food, and all the living utensils! After everything is settled, tomorrow I will copy the Dharma texts and take some spiritual stones. ”

"Okay! Lu Banding, Qian Shutong, and Zhuang Gusun, the three of you will go back to the Golden Sword Gate, and according to the sect master's words, get back the bedding, usage, and food. Song Liancheng said.

The three of them nodded yes and turned around to go down the mountain.

"As for the matter of surveying the terrain, please also ask the sect master to go with me! The island of a thousand islands has always had the theory of earth veins, topography, and earth qi, especially at the beginning of the founding of the sect, the founder saw the strange vein terrain for the first time, which often means extraordinary, and people say that it is also true to see the dragon and fly into the sky!" Song Liancheng said slightly.

He Yingwu froze slightly...... I wanted to take this guy away and find a chance to slip away......

"Hmm...... It's good. He said helplessly.

......

After a busy afternoon, there was a strange vein terrain of a ghost, and I just found a few leeward and sunny places, and began to dig holes and build stone houses at designated locations.

Song Liancheng talked a lot, chattering endlessly, obviously his mind was quite agitated, and the good news was that he said a lot and asked less.

This is naturally conducive to He Yingwu to have more information and reduce the risk of revealing the filling.

If you really want to encounter a question that you don't know how to answer, you can be silent and too lazy to answer.

......

"Sect Master, since you want to start a sect, I don't know if you have thought about the name of the new sect?"

He Yingwu shook his head: "I haven't thought too good about it yet." I just did divination last night, and I just came down today. ”

"I think the 'Suifeng Sect' is good, life is in the world, there are too many concerns, even if you cultivate immortals, there are many unavoidable places, it is better to be a gust of wind and be at ease. Song Liancheng said.

"Then why isn't it called 'Feng Yao Sect'?"

"Hmm...... That's fine!"

I......

He Yingwu was speechless for a while.

"Then how about the 'Tianqi Sect'? The sect master is ambitious, arrogant and arrogant, and wants to be with Tianqi!"

"Not good. He Yingwu shook his head.

"That's not as good as ......"

"Stop, stop! I actually have an idea, shake the light. He Yingwu sighed helplessly.

Song Liancheng nodded again and again: "Shake the light and divide the sect, what a good name!"

How did you come up with it?

He Yingwu was slightly distracted, the Nine Peaks of Morality, he belonged to the Shaking Light Peak at the beginning!

"I thought of it casually, one of the nine stars in the sky!"

"Well, that's right! Then the word 'fen' in 'dividing the sect' is that you can't let go of the feelings of the Golden Sword Gate! Alas...... It's amazing!"

“...... Be. ”

Whatever, whatever this guy says, it's fine.

"Just ahead, when I came, I saw a huge stone, just suitable for carving the name of the sect, why don't you go and engrave it now?"

"Okay. "Okay, yes, but the handwriting will definitely be exposed, so He Yingwu nodded and then sighed, looking at his hands that were constantly trembling slightly, "But the big characters of the sect need Elder Song to do it for you!"

"Uh......" Song Liancheng was slightly stunned, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, "But I was negligent! Let's wait until the sect master's body is completely better! ”

"It's okay! With Elder Song's ability, he should leave a mark in the Shaking Light Division!"

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Song Liancheng was obviously a little frightened.

As they spoke, they came to a boulder, five meters high and three meters wide, quietly pestle on the side of the newly opened wild road.

"Just write a few big words here, shake ~ light ~ points ~ sect. Song Liancheng said while gesturing, "The seal character is more imposing." ”

"Uh-huh, yes!" He Yingwu smiled, "The lower right corner plus the time of creation, the new moral calendar is 399......"

He was calculating what year it should be, but Song Liancheng was slightly stunned: "Sect Master, it's the 3rd year of the Xuantian calendar." ”

What should be the tip of the heart shrinks!

Daodaozong has been prosperous in the atrium world for thousands of years, and it is clear that it has always been a "moral calendar" to record the year!

How did it become a "Xuantian calendar"?

Most Probable ...... There is only one case: the edifice has fallen!