The border pass is gone, the divine city is gone, Zhuo Chuan looks at the mountains and rivers from afar, the spirit monkey is vigorous, the crane is dancing, it is a scene out of the world.

Lethe River is still the same as before, the turbulent clear stream stirs up huge waves, mighty and galloping away, I don't know where the end is.

"Did I really cross the Lethe River, or did I still stay in the illusion of flowers blooming on the other side?"

Zhuo Chuan muttered to himself, he couldn't tell the difference, the world in front of him was like a dream, but when he came into contact, he could clearly feel that this was real, this was definitely not a dream!

But where are Ye Yunfan and Su Ze?

Zhuo Chuan waited here for a month, during which a spirit rabbit ran curiously from the grass, standing not far away and staring at him with big eyes, and there were also birds flying over his head, chirping softly.

While he was meditating, Zhuo Chuan found that even if he did not use the methods in the ancient scriptures and mystical methods, there was a vigorous aura entering the body and nourishing the body and mind.

At first, Zhuo Chuan was frightened and immediately cut off this sympathetic connection with the nature of heaven and earth.

Because he thought it was too weird, as if the whole world was made for him, and he was blessed by the heavens to be able to practice without scriptures, which made him feel shocked.

But in the end, after finding that his body was unharmed and more vigorous, Zhuo Chuan began to slowly accept the gift of this piece of heaven and earth, and treated him as a rare creation.

On the tenth day of this month, Zhuo Chuan easily broke through the prohibition of the reincarnation realm of divine blood cultivation, and re-established himself in the Tianzu realm, and it was a matter of course, at the peak, but he couldn't touch the threshold of the divine power realm.

He had a feeling that there was also suppression in this piece of heaven and earth, and the highest realm of cultivation was Tianzu, otherwise, he could easily break through the barriers of this realm and enter the life point!

"What kind of place is this?"

After waiting for a month, Lechuan Taotao behind him still didn't see Su Ze and Ye Yunfan's shadows.

Zhuo Chuan got up, he won't wait any longer, this is likely to be the place on the other side, similar to the description of the monks of Wuzhou Sanchuan, the spiritual root of the god plant, like a fairyland.

The laws in his body were surging, and his divine power was like a chain, and he directly rose into the sky and flew towards the depths of the other side.

At Zhuo Chuan's dantian, the misty seal of the golden seed had been unlocked, revealing his law lake, among which six dragon-patterned carp roamed, active and cheerful.

The mountains and rivers retreated, and the long ridge was left behind, although the spiritual charm here is amazing, all kinds of spiritual things jump between the mountains, and inhabit among the flowers and plants, but there is no human population at all, and there is no trace of monks.

Zhuo Chuan walked in one direction, trekking through mountains and rivers, leaving some clues and marks along the way, if a monk passed by, he would notice it, and then follow his path.

He was afraid that Su Ze and the others would fall behind him, so he was like this.

Heaven and earth are magnificent, the rivers and mountains are splendid, there are beautiful small peaks, there are also towering mountains, all kinds of wonders can be seen here, it can really be described as outstanding things.

It wasn't until a few days later that Zhuo Chuan saw a giant city of the human race from a distance, standing between heaven and earth, like a giant sword in the sky, magnificent and majestic, simple and vicissitudes, and with a long charm.

There are many monks in the giant city, the men are heroic, the women are out of the dust, and the people here seem to be able to practice, even the roadside hawkers have a body of cultivation, and they are alive and well.

However, most of their realms are in the divine blood, and only a few of them are in the realm of Tianzu, and they are all famous in the giant city, and in their words, they are the top and the horns.

Zhuo Chuan walked around the city for a long time, but he didn't find a monk who surpassed Tianzu, as if the highest realm of this heaven and earth was the peak of Tianzu, and nothing else.

"This kind of place is real and magical, and with my cultivation, I must be able to run rampant......" he sighed, shaking his head, not knowing what to say.

A monk next to him heard him talking to himself and wanted to mock him, but after feeling Zhuo Chuan's realm in an instant, he immediately shut up and came in a flattering attitude.

"I didn't expect the little brother to be a dragon and phoenix among people at a young age, it's really an honor for me to see Sansheng, look at your appearance is the first time to come to Moro City, you can ask me if you need to know anything, there is nothing in this Moro Cheng that I Zhou Qingyang doesn't know!"

This is a middle-aged monk with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and his expression is excited at the moment, and he greets him with a smile, just like a secular person in the red dust seeing an official master, and he can't help but make Zhuo Chuan stunned.

"It just so happens that I really need to know something......" Zhuo Chuan glanced at the middle-aged man and smiled indifferently.

......

Moro City is very large, and Zhuo Chuan has learned a lot from this middle-aged man's mouth, and there are many doubts buried in his heart.

Just as he thought, the strongest of this heaven and earth, at least the middle-aged monk's understanding, is the Tianzu realm, which is called an adult!

Among them, those who have meritorious and advanced cultivation are extremely strong, although they are still standing, but they have unparalleled combat power.

"Divine Realm!"

Zhuo Chuan guessed, but he couldn't get evidence, because there were too few people like that, and there would not be one in the entire Moro City for a hundred years.

"Have you ever seen these people?" Zhuo Chuan was in a teahouse with a middle-aged monk, his divine power was like silk, pulling out the tea, outlining Ye Yunfan's appearance.

This ordinary method actually shocked Zhou Qingyang, and called Lord Zhuo Chuan heroic, full of admiration and admiration, which gave him a headache.

"I haven't seen it, I haven't heard of it. He shook his head, and found no trace of Su Ze and his party in Moro City.

"But since the little adult is looking for someone, I wonder if you know a foreign adult who caused a huge storm a few days ago and you?" He said such a news, which made Zhuo Chuan's disappointed heart suddenly activate again.

That happened a few days ago, a foreign monk like Zhuo Chuan once appeared in Moro City, inquired about many information, alarmed some people, and finally made a big fuss and disappeared.

"What does that guy look like?" asked Zhuo Chuan, feeling that this should be a peer he knew.

"Long hair and a shawl, a burly and tall figure, red pupils as if enchanted, the momentum is very strong, it seems that it is not weaker than you. Zhou Qingyang was submissive, and he kept paying attention to Zhuo Chuan's face when he said this.

"Oh yes, he's also carrying a long red knife on his back, full of magic ......"

"Luo Gu!"

A figure like a demon god appeared in Zhuo Chuan's mind, tall and burly, with long clothes like fiery, full of explosive power, like a humanoid beast.

He is a genius in the old land of ink bones, and he has a long reputation among the five states and three rivers, and it is rumored that he is not weaker than Ye Yunfan, and he is extremely powerful.

Unexpectedly, the first thing he heard in this strange world was the trace of this person, which made him feel angry.

"Then is there an old man beside him?" Zhuo Chuan asked, letting Zhou Qingyang lead the way, he was going to take a look at the place where Luo Gu appeared earlier.

"No, there is only one person, the strength is very strong, a group of people can't stop him, and he easily broke through that day. The middle-aged man led the way, heading towards the other side of Moro City.

The giant city is prosperous, the traffic is busy, the vendors are selling along the street, and all kinds of shouts are endless, full of red dust.

Since coming to this world, it is the first time that Zhuo Chuan has seen such a crowded city.

Whether it is Ziyang Cave Heaven, Yelan Town, or Wuling City in the Three Rivers of the Five Prefectures, they are all shrouded by the monk's work and rest, unlike Moro City, which is almost the same as ordinary life.

They walked through several streets, and many vendors were greeting Zhou Qingyang along the way, and they were very familiar.

"Once you've found my friend's trace, I can help you with what I can. Zhuo Chuan's voice came into Zhou Qingyang's ears, making his body tremble.

"My ......, my lord"

He hesitated, wanted to say something but could not speak, as if there was something unspeakable.

Zhuo Chuan smiled, most of the things in the world are paid for the sake of gain!

He would not believe that a middle-aged man in his thirties would be so enthusiastic when he first met him, and would not believe him if he had no intentions.

......

More than an hour later, they came to the east gate of Moro City, and after walking out of the city from here and following an official road for about a quarter of an hour, Zhou Qingyang finally stopped, stretched out his finger and pointed to a behemoth mountain on the left, and said, "That's it!"

It was a majestic mountain, but it was somehow broken off from the mountainside, but the majestic mountain was still majestic, surrounded by ancient trees, like a sleeping beast.

It is surrounded by rolling mountains with sparse vegetation and mostly bare rocks.

At the foot of the broken mountain, a section of the cliff is desolate, and the big stone is cracked, as if it had experienced a great war countless years ago, and it has left indelible traces to this day.

"That's the Broken Jun Mountain, legend has it that many years ago, when the city of Moro was not established, it was once an ancient mountain that reached the sky, shrouded in clouds and mist, and was unusually majestic. But one day, a man from heaven came down and fought with a king, both of whom had great magical powers that penetrated the heavens and the earth......"

Zhou Qingyang and Zhuo Chuan stepped forward and climbed Broken Jun Mountain.

"The mountains have been interrupted, and the wilderness of this area has been destroyed, and the ancient trees have not grown until now......"

The Broken Jun Mountain is very large, just the broken waist rises to the sky, the preliminary estimate is more than 1,000 zhang, it is difficult to imagine how the complete mountain can be.

There are also many monks along the way, and this remnant is more like a place of interest, often visited and played, feeling the glory of the former war.

"I really don't know what kind of terrifying existence it is, even the strongest adult in the history of Moro City can't do this, but cut off Gu Yue...... " There were monks around who sighed, and their eyes were full of strange looks.

The section of the broken mountain is vast, there are more than 300 zhang wide, the broken stones are craggy, the weeds and trees stretch out from the cracks, the branches and leaves are swaying, and the wind blows through a gust of rustling.

In the center of the section, there is an ancient black stone altar, which is densely marked with runes, densely engraved with many symbols of dragons flying and phoenixes, which are profound and difficult, and cannot be understood and seen through.

Zhou Qingyang came here with Zhuo Chuan, standing under the huge black stone altar, a desolate and distant aura suddenly came to the surface, as if there was an ancient world in front of him, shocking his heart.

"A few days ago, that lord came here, and I don't know how to light up some of the supernatural symbols of this altar of divine weapons, which alarmed the other adults in Moro City......"

The middle-aged man talked about the events of that day, and he was mixed in the crowd at that time, and he was inexplicably shocked.

Zhuo Chuan walked around the Black Stone Altar twice, attracting the attention of the other monks around him, and looked sideways.

"What is the origin of this altar?" he and Zhou Qingyang came to the side of the less crowded place and asked in a low voice.

"It is rumored that after the interruption of the first battle of Junshan, there were gods from outside the sky who came to build an altar here, I don't know what to do, and there is no specific record in the history books. ”

This made Zhuo Chuan frown, and the doubts in his heart deepened.

Because, he saw some runes on the altar, implicated and outlined each other, and he didn't know what to do.

Presumably, Luo Gu also saw this when he came here, and wanted to explore it, but he inadvertently touched something and alarmed the indigenous powerhouses in Moro City.

"Do you know anything else about that adult?" Zhuo Chuan stayed here for a long time, didn't try anything, and finally went down the mountain.

"That day, he broke through and rose into the sky, entered the depths of the mountains, and disappeared without a trace. ”

Zhuo Chuan and Zhou Qingyang returned to Moro City, to help him solve some things, it was not too difficult, but he just needed the help of a monk from the Tianzu realm.

Before leaving, Zhuo Chuan inquired about the situation around Moro City and asked him for a simple map.

"Moro, Gutan, Lilong, Chongyang!"

There are four giant cities in this area, each separated by thousands of miles, all of which have been passed down for a long time.

As for what else is outside these four cities, Zhou Qingyang doesn't know, he has never left Moro City far, and he doesn't know much about everything about the outside world.

Zhuo Chuan traveled far away and headed in the direction Luo Gu had left.

Chongyang City is also in that general direction, although there is a deviation, but it is not very large.

He planned to look for Luo Gu's figure along the road, and if he didn't get anything, he would go to Chongyang to find out some information.

"There are more than 40 monks who came downstream of Lethe, and I really don't know where they went, or if they didn't cross the other side......

Ye Yunfan and Su Ze still have no news, but even if he can't find them in this reincarnation realm, he has to find a monk from Wuzhou and Sanchuan, because only they hold the rubbing remnant map, which records certain locations.

Zhuo Chuan rose into the air, the divine power in his body was surging, the law of the small lake was misty, his feet shrank into an inch of secret law, and he blinked away.

The mountains and rivers retreated, and the ancient timber wolf forest moved quickly under him, the whistling wind crossed his ears, and he was dressed in flying clothes, his black hair was scattered, and the wind was galloping.

In this land on the other side, Zhuo Chuan felt like a darling of the heavens, his aura was like a wisp of silk into his body, supplementing his consumption, even if he was rushing at full speed, he would not be too tired, full of energy and mana.

He seems to be able to blend into the nature of mountains and rivers, every grass and tree in the heaven and earth resonates with him, listening to the birds, smelling the fragrance, has never been so comfortable.

"I don't know if it's just me, or if it's the monks of the five states and three rivers who crossed the Lethe River, it's like this......"

It was a strange world, but it always felt unreal to him, like a dream.

Therefore, Zhuo Chuan wanted to find a fellow traveler as soon as possible to confirm his guess.