Yinyang Valley.

A desolate and barren place full of dangers.

A place full of greenery and life.

This place is full of weirdness, two diametrically opposed sensations, two diametrically opposed climates, two diametrically opposed terrains, and two diametrically opposed tastes.

In the Grand Canyon, a large curved crack splits it in half.

To the south of this rift, there is a lot of greenery, lush woods, huge waterfalls, and endless green covering the whole world.

To the north of this rift is the desolate Gobi, full of gravel, desert, dead silence, and endless winds, all that is available here.

In the eyes of people, it is a forgotten and abandoned area.

In such a place where feng shui is extremely fierce, monsters are rampant and crises are continuous, making this area the most reluctant for people to set foot in.

The Yin-Yang Sect chose such a place, set up camp here, and placed its headquarters here.

Naturally, this place has become an evil place in the eyes of the so-called righteous people.

Because there is a once glorious sect standing here-the Yin-Yang Sect!

This sect once made all the famous sects frightened, and made all the righteous sects change their colors, and this sect caused all the sects in the world to besiege with all their might, but even so, it still exists.

Still standing in the world.

Standing at the entrance of the Yin Yang Valley, there was a gust of wind in front of you, this wind was dry and cool, and two completely different feelings hit alternately, making people a little overwhelmed!

The wind is howling, and in this cold weather, it is even more shivering.

The roar of the tyrannical wind blew from south to north, with the wailing and sorrow of the distant Plain of the Dragon, swept straight in, without any mountains or jungles in between, and this wind carried a devastating momentum!

"See, this is the Yin-Yang Valley, where the headquarters of our Yin-Yang Sect is located!" said the old man of Montenegro, pointing to the canyon below.

"This place, the feng shui is ferocious, only our Yin Yang Sect dares to camp here! You see, the south side of this Yin Yang Valley is full of greenery and vitality, but in the north, it is desert and silent, and there is no one to live. The old man of Montenegro smiled and said, "Guess where we go next?"

"Over here?" Qin Feng stretched out his hand and pointed to the other side of the jungle.

"No, let's go to the wasteland. The old man of Montenegro shook his head with a smile and walked directly towards the wasteland, "Improve, let's go." ”

After running around for half a month, their group has already left the Great Yin Empire and come to the junction of the Heavenly Dragon Empire and the Great Yin Empire - Yin Yang Valley!

The Yin-Yang Sect is in this position!

After half a month of getting along, Qin Feng finally knew the identity of this old man of Black Mountain in the Yin-Yang Sect, he was the third elder of the Yin-Yang Sect, as for the level of strength, Qin Feng didn't ask.

The old man of Montenegro also told him that the previous name of this Yin-Yang Sect was Yin-Yang Demon Desire Sect, but it was later besieged by various major sects, and its strength was consumed too much, and it gradually declined.

However, the Yin-Yang Sect is famous, and even if he claims to be the Yin-Yang Sect, he will be crowned with the title of the Demon Desire Sect.

Over time, the Yin-Yang Sect resigned itself to it and no longer argued.

It's just that on more formal occasions, other sects will still give some face and call it the Yin-Yang Sect.

In fact, in private, everyone would call the Yin Yang Sect the Demon Desire Sect.

When the old man of Montenegro talked about the Yin Yang Demon Desire Sect, Qin Feng had some impressions, when he was still in the Heavenly Star Spirit Vein, he had heard of this sect, but at that time this sect had already declined.

Unexpectedly, seven hundred years have passed, and this Yin Yang Demon Desire Sect is still there, and it has not completely disappeared.

Coincidentally, when Qin Feng fell, he was less than twenty years old, and in addition to practicing kendo at the top of the peak, he drank dew in the wind, or traveled back and forth between the nine spiritual veins and the Jinyao Palace.

I don't know much about the outside world.

There are some things that he has only heard about and has not penetrated deeply.

After all, at that time, most of his time was spent cultivating and improving his realm.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he was a sword idiot at that time.

In addition to a sword, there is also Yin Yuyan, a childhood sweetheart, and his uncle and elders who grew up with him, and there are few other ingredients in his life.

Now that I think about it, I was missing a lot of experience at that time.

People can only grow and progress through experience......

If it is simply done behind closed doors, it may reach a certain stage and stagnate progress......

It's like his kendo, which has reached a certain stage at the beginning, and he always feels that he can make further progress, but he has never found a direction and goal...... Maybe it's because I didn't go out in the world......

But......

That's an old thing, and it doesn't make much sense to talk about it now......

Now he will only look forward, and will not be immersed in his past achievements and cannot extricate himself.

"Let's go, it's time to go in!" the old man of Montenegro's words interrupted Qin Feng's memories.

As soon as the words fell, the old man of Montenegro drove forward with the wind beast under his crotch.

Qin Feng's legs were also slightly exerted, and the Wind Beast let out a long hiss, galloping all the way towards the Gobi Wasteland.

Windmon is a relatively large class in mounts, with many smaller branches under it, and there are many different types.

The wind beast that Qin Feng was riding was said to be a hybrid of a demon beast and a thousand miles horse, combining the speed and endurance of the demon beast, and the running ability of the thousand miles horse came into being.

With the strong whistling sound of the wind, the surrounding scenery quickly retreated, enjoying this extreme speed, the group quickly swept towards the depths of the Yin Yang Valley.

After half a day's gallop, we crossed a huge Gobi chasm, crossed a wide stone bridge about 100 meters long, and reached a ravine surrounded by huge rocky hills on all sides.

As soon as he crossed the stone bridge, there were several guards standing by the bridge, all of whom had the strength of the Star Wheel Realm.

After seeing the old man of Montenegro, he saluted respectfully.

The old man of Montenegro nodded slightly, slowing down slightly.

Qin Feng and the others followed.

Look ahead.

A mountain about 800 meters high rises slowly at the other end of the horizon.

On top of the mountain, there is a criss-cross of wooden plank paths, and at every other corner of the boardwalk, there are two or three storey attics.

In a few protrusions at the top of the peak, there are several magnificent buildings of different shapes.

At the top of the highest peak, the palace was at its most majestic, and a huge red windmill slowly rotated at the top of the palace.