Passing through the light gate, Li Yunfeng appeared in a forest.

"It feels so comfortable."

Between breaths, the whole body was extremely relaxed, and he felt like a fish in water.

Looking around, Li Yunfeng walked in the direction where the sun was.

"Burn incense for the sixth-generation maternal grandfather Li Wenwen, the Bagua Mirror becomes the Kunlun Mirror, and get a light gate that can go back and forth between the late Qing Dynasty and modern times, and the second light gate appeared when burning incense for Qiu Chuji."

"The sixth-generation grandfather Li Wenwen was a person from the late Qing Dynasty, the first Guangmen led to the end of the Qing Dynasty, and Qiu Chuji was a person from the Southern Song Dynasty, could it be that the world I am in now is the Southern Song Dynasty in history?"

"The best innate spirit treasure Kunlun mirror, which can travel through time and space, communicate with ancestors, and store items, how did the light gate come about? Did the number of incense burns reach, or did it break the barrier of the ancestors' time? ”

"No, Qiu Chuji is a Taoist priest, he has never married a wife and had children, I have no blood relationship with him, so it seems that the appearance of Guangmen has nothing to do with who the object of burning incense is."

"Could it be that the number of times you go to the grave to burn incense, and when you reach a certain number, a new light gate will be born?"

"In my realm of national arts, from bright energy to dark energy, from dark energy to chemical energy, there is no light door. If there is no accident, whether a new light gate appears or not has nothing to do with the level of my own strength! ”

"At least until I completely control the Kunlun Mirror, I won't be able to use it to open the space-time passage I want."

"How did the new light gate come about?"

"The sixth-generation maternal grandfather, Li Shuwen, was a master of national art in the late Qing Dynasty, and Changchun Ziqiu was a Taoist priest in the Southern Song Dynasty.

"Could it be that only by burning incense on the graves of cultivators will there be a light gate that can travel through time and space? By the way, their tombs were built in the late Qing Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty respectively, I don't know if the appearance of the Guangmen is related to the funerary goods? ”

One thought after another flashed in his mind, pondering for a long time to no avail, Li Yunfeng no longer paid attention to it, at this moment, a roar that resounded through the world came from far and near, and he was curious, and rushed over with the sound.

Over the mountains and mountains, galloping all the way, after a while, looking at the scene in the distance, he felt a little creepy.

I saw an illusory golden dragon thousands of kilometers away, angrily descending from the sky, and pounced on a Taoist priest with great momentum.

The middle-aged Taoist priest who wandered in the air, wearing a gossip robe, holding a long sword full of runes, chanted a spell in his mouth, and after avoiding the collision of the golden dragon, the long sword in his hand waved, and the mountain below cracked.

"Nima, the power of a sword in the air is so strong, the strength of that middle-aged Taoist priest is definitely more powerful than the super bull man at the peak of his qi, be careful, don't be discovered by him." Li Yunfeng said secretly in his heart.

The illusory golden dragon roared, the huge dragon tail swept away, the mud, stones, grass and trees splashed, and the birds and beasts fled.

"The strength of that golden dragon is on par with that of a middle-aged Taoist." Afraid of being discovered by the unfathomable strength of the golden dragon and the Taoist priest, Li Yunfeng lay motionless on the ground, not daring to make the slightest movement.

The middle-aged Taoist priest dodged the golden dragon while swinging his sword and slashing at the mountains.

"Why didn't the Taoist priest attack that illusory golden dragon, but kept swinging his sword and slashing towards the mountain range?" Li Yunfeng was secretly surprised.

The mud and stones kept falling, and the golden dragon roared angrily, and after a while, the middle-aged Taoist priest and the golden dragon spat blood one after another.

The blood of the middle-aged Taoist priest stained a little ground red, and the blood of the golden dragon disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"Damn, that's weird, isn't it?" Seeing this scene, Li Yunfeng was horrified in his heart, the golden dragon had never hit the middle-aged Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest had been chopping the mountain range all the time, and had not directly attacked the golden dragon, he didn't understand why the golden dragon and the Taoist priest vomited blood.

The golden dragon glanced at the middle-aged Taoist priest below, who was extremely weak, and his expression was unwilling to disperse with the wind.

Seeing the golden dragon disappear, the middle-aged Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief and fell to the ground weakly.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Yunfeng gritted his teeth and walked over, checked the middle-aged Taoist priest on the ground, and saw that the other party was in a coma, he carried the other party on his shoulder with one hand and picked up the other party's long sword with the other.

Half an hour later, he gently placed the middle-aged Taoist priest on a boulder. Checked the pulse of the other party, and seeing that the other party's pulse was strong, his breath was a little weak, and there were no other problems, he sat on the side, admiring the other party's long sword.

The sword was about three feet long, and the material resembled some kind of hardwood, and it was covered with runes.

"This is the Cultivation Realm? Is he a cultivator? Is this sword a magic weapon? Li Yunfeng said secretly in his heart.

After a while, the middle-aged Taoist priest turned over and got up, and saw a short-haired young man beside him, the other party was dressed strangely, had enough qi and blood, and had no internal strength, obviously had not practiced internal skills, and pressed his doubts in the bottom of his heart, he arched his hand and said: "Chongyang, the king of poor Taoism, has not yet asked the name of the little brother." ”

"This is the Southern Song Dynasty?" Li Yunfeng guessed in his heart, returned the long sword to the other party with a calm face, hugged his fist and saluted back, and said with a smile: "The junior is surnamed Li, the name is Yunfeng, the word wins, and I have seen Chongyang real people." ”

"Shaoxia has heard of the poor road?" Wang Chongyang asked suspiciously.

"I don't know if the real person is the Chongyang real person of the Zhongnan Mountain Quanzhen Sect." Li Yunfeng asked.

"Officially poor." Wang Chongyang nodded.

"Nima, it's really the Southern Song Dynasty, how can there be a golden dragon here? Wang Chongyang of the Quanzhen Sect, even if he is a peerless master, he can't be the opponent of the dragon? Li Yunfeng said secretly in his heart, and after being silent for a few seconds, he asked again: "Real person, that dragon just now?" ”

"That's the luck golden dragon of the Dajin Kingdom, Poor Dao originally wanted to destroy the dragon vein of Dajin Kingdom, but unfortunately he was not proficient in learning and art, and the dragon veins of Dajin Country were only destroyed by about one percent, but Poor Dao was seriously injured." Wang Chongyang said with a lonely expression.

"Luck Golden Dragon?" Li Yunfeng asked curiously.

"Since ancient times, every country has a corresponding dragon vein, and the purpose of the existence of the golden dragon is to protect the dragon vein, the dragon vein is there, the golden dragon is there, the dragon vein is destroyed, the golden dragon of luck will disappear, and the country will quickly perish." Wang Chongyang explained.

"I see." Li Yunfeng nodded thoughtfully, and it was recorded in a book in the imperial study that Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, ordered Liu Bowen to cut off the dragon veins in the world in order to make the Ming Dynasty permanent.

"The poor Dao uprising failed, retreated to Zhongnan Mountain, entered the Tao from martial arts, studied the art of feng shui, thought that the Tao was greatly advanced, and could destroy the dragon veins of the Jin Kingdom, I never thought that the luck of the Jin Kingdom The Golden Dragon was so powerful, eh!" Wang Chongyang sighed.

"Liu Bowen's sword slashes the dragon veins in the world, if the last dragon vein is not found, the dragon veins of the land of Kyushu will definitely be killed by Liu Bowen, Wang Chongyang and the dragon veins of the Jin Kingdom are both defeated, is Wang Chongyang's strength not as good as Liu Bowen?"

Dispelling the distracting thoughts in his heart, Li Yunfeng said sincerely: "The righteousness of the real person is admired by the younger generation. ”

"Jin Guoqi is not exhausted, that's it, that's it." Wang Chongyang said helplessly.

Just now I checked the pulse of the other party and didn't find any injuries, but the other party said that he was seriously injured, Li Yunfeng was puzzled in his heart, and couldn't help asking: "The junior knows a little bit of medical skills, and is willing to do a little bit for the real person." ”

"Just now, Poor Dao used the technique of feng shui to attack the dragon vein of the Jin Kingdom, and was seriously injured by the luck golden dragon, and his body is fine, but his life span is thirty years less, and there is no medicine in the world and no one can cure him." Wang Chongyang shook his head.

"The world is very big, maybe somewhere, there are treasures that increase lifespan." Li Yunfeng said.