Immortal? ”

The old professor subconsciously blurted out, put down the binoculars, thought that his old eyes were dizzy, so he rubbed his eyes, looked at the top of the mountain again, and found that the figure had disappeared.

"You and I must have just mistaken it." The professor smiled at the young man and said, "How can there be any gods in this world?" Moreover, he was a staunch materialist.

There are three famous mountains in the world, namely Mount Meru, Mount Kunlun, and Mount Immortal!

As one of the seven forbidden areas of life, the Immortal Mountain is a place where several supremes are dormant; And Mount Meru is the dojo of Amitabha Buddha!

Kunlun Mountain is the ancient immortal mountain in the world that covers the sky, which not only gives birth to ancient immortal weapons such as fairy bells and other ancient immortal weapons that are as famous as the barren tower, but also contains the hope of becoming immortals.

The Kunlun Mountain on the earth is only a corner of the ancient Kunlun, the mythological era, the ruler of the nine heavens and ten earths, the lord of the ancient heavenly court who reigned for thousands of years, led the people to attack and attack the flying immortal star, not only took away the immortal bell of the Kunlun immortal clan, but also cut off their ancestral land - the ancient Kunlun Mountain, and brought the intercepted piece to the earth, which was used as a furnace for cultivating their own preaching - into the immortal tripod.

The Kunlun Mountain intercepted by the emperor is majestic and majestic, with a size of millions of miles, most of which are sealed in the formation, only revealing the tip of the iceberg, forming today's Kunlun Mountain.

This is a piece of ancient dragon mountain, the ancestor of the mountain, vast and boundless, majestic and intimidating, like a sleeping real dragon lurking here. The Kunlun Mountains in the mortal realm are just a corner of the place, and it is this main vein that is a tip, and when you really walk in, you will feel your own insignificance.

The place where human beings live is only a corner of the real earth, and it is really insignificant.

The real Kunlun Mountains are endless, more than tens of thousands of zhang high mountains abound, towering into the vast sky, at a glance boundless, each mountain peak is like a keel, inserted into the clouds, majestic and magnificent.

"The last time I was here was 200,000 years ago."

Walking leisurely on Kunlun Mountain, Yang Xuan looked at the surrounding scene, and his thoughts returned to many years ago.

Along the way, the ancient trees are vigorous, and many old trees have grown for many years, towering into the clouds, and sometimes several trees are combined together, covering a radius of many miles, all of which have overwhelmed the mountains. There are also many old vines, like dragons, winding around several mountains, vines all over the ground, and the cliffs are covered, green and strong.

Tens of thousands of mountain peaks are clustered together, surrounding a valley, and each peak is like a dragon's head, like a natural one! Ten thousand dragon-headed peaks, giant dragons hovering, soaring and surging, tens of millions of dragons roaring, all of which are transformed by dragon energy.

"Huh?"

Halfway up the mountain, Yang Xuan stopped and found that a place hundreds of miles away was full of peaks and mountains, and many mountains were piled up here, forming a terrain where dragons and tigers were standing, and in the middle was a deep valley, which could be called a natural dragon cave...... In an area further ahead, the heat wave is boundless, and the red land is thousands of miles, and there is no grass at all.

"Dry"

Yang Xuan knew the origin of the humanoid monster that was more than two feet tall, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, and a trace of coercion was released from his body.

Hundreds of miles away, the sarcophagus burst open in an instant, along with the corpses and zombies in the sarcophagus.

Yang Xuan didn't have a good impression of the Feather God Dynasty, if it weren't for the fact that this excess had disappeared under the palm of the ruthless emperor, he wouldn't mind erasing it from the world with his own hands.

"Now that you are dead, don't come out and harm others."

A slightly cold voice sounded, Yang Xuan continued to move forward, ignoring He Shouwu, who was trembling not far away, and walked towards the top of the mountain.

After a few ancient god formations, Yang Xuan finally arrived at the land of pregnant immortals - Nine Dragon Mountain.

Tens of thousands of mountain peaks are clustered together, surrounding a valley, and each peak is like a dragon's head, like a natural one! Ten thousand dragon-headed peaks, giant dragons hovering, soaring and surging, tens of millions of dragons roaring, all of which are transformed by dragon energy.

There is an immortal valley in the center, and there is a vast area in it, spewing thin rui qi, hundreds of millions of rays of various rays of light, and the fairy light shoots out one by one.

Although the aura in this place is far from catching up with Master Yang Xuanzun's dojo - Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, but in this world where immortal matter is scarce, it is definitely worthy of the three words of becoming an immortal.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen the desolate Kunlun Mountain." Looking at the ten thousand dragon mountains in front of him, Yang Xuan's eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance.

Kunlun in the world-covering world is so majestic and magnificent, what is the scene of the former Sanqing Dojo in the flood wilderness?

At a glance, I saw that every dragon peak was full of immortal light and thousands of colors, the most divine and holy, and the treasure medicine that grew on them was at least 20,000 years old. But there was a crack in the center of each dragon's head's eyebrows, as if someone had pierced a hole, and the smoke flowed. Take a closer look, there is a delicate palm print on the center of each dragon's head eyebrows, imprisoning the essence of the mountain's body.

As for the initiator, Yang Xuan also knew who it was.

In front of the 10,000 dragon's head peaks, there is a huge mountain rock, and there are dozens of fist-sized stars in the sky above the mountain stone, emitting soft starlight to protect this mountain stone.

Yang Xuan took a deep breath, and as soon as he got closer, dozens of stars floated up, evolving into a small star field, the stars were brilliant, and the mountain stone inside suddenly became endless and distant, as if standing at the other end of the universe.

"I'm going to die, who...... Can you help me take care of my sister? ”

On the stone wall, there is a line of scribbled and rough handwriting, which is very blurry in some places, and there is a feeling of despair and unfinished business.

"Ye Feng"

Yang Xuan looked at the handwriting in a daze, he still remembered that it was carved by Ye Feng with his fingernails before he died.

At the same time, the stars rotated, and a picture appeared in that star.

A vague figure appeared, and he muttered to himself, as if he couldn't let go of the other side of the starry sky, and stroked a grimace mask with his hand, extremely disappointed.

"The blood of the gods, the blood of the demons, and the blood of the Buddha have all been poured on its body, and it will be my turn soon, it doesn't matter if I die, but who can help me take care of my sister, she is still too young, I can't rest assured."

Looking at the blurred figure, Yang Xuan closed his eyes and fell into silence, his heart was like a calm lake, and he was thrown into a pebble, causing layers of ripples......

Coming to the Dragon Head Peak, after passing through the winding mountain road, Yang Xuan finally entered the land of immortals.

The large immortal pond, the immortal qi is steaming, the light is billions of wisps, dazzling, flooding most of the valley.

It's just that the bronze tripod in the fairy pond is gone, replaced by a broken tripod.

"It's back to this place."

Silently closing his eyes, Yang Xuan's heart was filled with a trace of bitterness. He will never forget that 200,000 years ago, he was the first time he was really close to death here.

There is a tomb in front of the immortal pond, which is located on the side of the road, and the magic circle in the fairy valley is traversed, and there is no monument in front of the tomb, and there is no interweaving of road marks, but it runs through the magic circle, and it is immortal.

There, his former friend is buried.

Without him, there would be no Yang Xuan, who is immortal and immortal today, with an infinite lifespan

Half an hour later, Yang Xuan moved his steps towards the lonely tomb, but his footsteps suddenly became extremely heavy.

Walking to this grave without a tombstone, Yang Xuan's expression was complicated, and he knelt down again, stretched out his hand and gently touched the grave, letting out a long lament, mixed with sadness, and a trace of apology and helplessness.

"Ye Feng, I'm back."

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