Ye Zhiqiu took a turn at the bottom of the Wuxia River, thinking of the old love with Xue'er, and couldn't help but feel melancholy.

After a trance, Ye Zhiqiu calmed down, chasing the breath of the passage, and a golden light fled upward.

But at the beginning, there were still clues to follow; The higher you go, the weaker that aura becomes.

After entering the void, the aura of the passage was intermittent, and Ye Zhiqiu stopped and stopped, advancing slowly.

In the vast void, Ye Zhiqiu is like an ascetic, always walking alone, not seeing the ancients before, and not seeing the comers after.

I don't know how long it took, but a faint feng shui breath suddenly appeared in front of me.

Could it be that there is a gathering pool ahead?

Ye Zhiqiu was overjoyed and excited, and accelerated forward.

With a soft bang, Ye Zhiqiu broke through an enchantment, and his eyes lit up, and he actually broke into a desolate world!

Everywhere you look, there are all rubble and bald mountains, and there is no life at all.

There are no birds or animals, and not a single tree or grass can be seen.

"What the hell is this place? Gone to the wrong place? Ye Zhiqiu frowned, lowered his figure, and carefully inspected it with the technique of controlling qi and wandering gods.

The divine thought was released, and it instantly shrouded hundreds of miles.

But within hundreds of miles, it was all the same desolate, and there was no one to live.

And this place seems to be very large, Ye Zhiqiu's mind was released, and he did not explore the margin.

Ye Zhiqiu was uncertain, unfolded the escape technique, and searched while moving forward.

After about half a day, Ye Zhiqiu found that there seemed to be a margin ahead, and there was a vast unknown area, empty and empty.

Gathering Pool!

Ye Zhiqiu then understood that that empty area was where the Spirit Gathering Pool was located!

Because the Gathering Spirit Pool absorbs people and cultivates, Ye Zhiqiu has learned that kind of taste.

Now, Ye Zhiqiu's mind was released, as long as he entered that empty area, it would be like a mud cow entering the sea, and he would never return.

It's like you've absorbed your mind.

There will be no other place except the Spirit Gathering Pool, which will produce such a weirdness!

"Xue'er, Xiao Tao, little junior sister!" Ye Zhiqiu was excited, retracted his thoughts, and rushed forward.

Sure enough, a large white mist appeared in front of him.

The fog swirls at a constant speed, as if it were a cyclone in a sea of clouds.

It's like this desolate continent with a huge hole in the middle!

Of course, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't see the whole picture of this sea of clouds, but he could guess the appearance of a huge cyclone.

Ye Zhiqiu stood on the edge of the sea of clouds, not daring to advance, and stabilized his body to observe.

Bang!

Dozens of miles away, there was a sound in the distance, and the air flow of the sea of clouds seemed to have a faint shock.

Is there anyone else here?

Ye Zhiqiu was surprised, hesitated slightly, hid his figure, and fled in the direction where the sound came.

Sure enough, at the edge of the sea of clouds twenty miles away, a strange old Taoist with a jade belt and a red face was casting a spell on the clouds.

In the hands of the old man, there is only a whisk.

But every time the dust was swung, a powerful aura burst out, shooting into the depths of the sea of clouds.

The voice Ye Zhiqiu heard just now was made by this old man.

The old guy is casting a spell on the sea of clouds, if he casts a spell on the human Dao like this, Ye Zhiqiu feels that he may be able to destroy the entire human Dao.

"Who!?"

The old Taoist cultivator was extremely deep, and he actually found out about Ye Zhiqiu's arrival, turned his head suddenly, and stared at the place where Ye Zhiqiu was hidden.

In fact, the location where Ye Zhiqiu was hidden was still a hundred zhang away, but he couldn't escape the old guy's perception.

Ye Zhiqiu deliberately tested the old man's roots, continued to hide and did not speak.

"Which fellow Daoist is hiding here, is he trying to plot against me? It's a friend, so show up! Lao Dao slammed the dust, urging an invisible wave of qi towards Ye Zhiqiu.

The wind blew up, and the sand flew away.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't hide it, laughed, suddenly appeared, waved his palm to disperse the rushing airflow, and shouted: "Don't do it, old man, you have something to say!" ”

Ye Zhiqiu's palm wind and air waves met, and there was a loud bang, the ground shook, and countless gravels were shaken into powder!

Where the palm forces intersected, they were even more impacted by the airflow into a large pit with a radius of dozens of zhang!

"Good skills!" Lao Dao was also taken aback, squinted his eyes, and looked at Ye Zhiqiu.

After the dust settled, Ye Zhiqiu stepped forward slowly, hugged his fists and said: "In the lower Ye Zhiqiu, I disturbed the predecessor's Yaxing, please forgive me!" ”

The old man was stunned for a moment and asked, "Ye Zhiqiu?" Who are you and how did you get here? ”

"I'm ...... Cultivators, come here for something. Ye Zhiqiu was vague, and then asked, "Haven't you asked your seniors for their names?" ”

The old guy was also very cunning, and waved his hand: "You don't care about my name." I see that your cultivation is very high, whose disciple is it? ”

Ye Zhiqiu said casually: "I am a disciple of the Iron Crown Dao Master, dare to ask my seniors, do you know my master?" ”

"Iron Crown Road Chief? I don't know! Lao Dao frowned even more.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled: "My master is indifferent to fame and fortune, and he doesn't show his head much, and it's normal that his predecessors don't know him." ”

Lao Dao waved his hand: "Don't talk about your master, let me ask you, you said that you are a cultivator, dare to ask what kind of Tao you cultivate?" ”

"I ...... It's Xuanqing Avenue that is being built! Ye Zhiqiu said.

It is said from generation to generation in the Dao Sect that the cultivation of the four high spirits has different paths.

It is said that Hongjun Ancestor cultivates "Xuanqing Qi", Mixed Kun Patriarch cultivates "Xuanling Qi", Nuwa Niangniang cultivates "Xuanqi", Lu Pressure Daojun cultivates "Xuanming Qi", and the combination is "Qingling Kongming".

Taoist Sanqing is a disciple of Hongjun Ancestor, and Ye Zhiqiu traces back from here, and he can be regarded as the disciple and grandson of Hongjun Ancestor.

Therefore, Ye Zhiqiu was arrogant, saying that he was building the 'Xuanqing Avenue'.

In fact, what Xuanqing meant, Ye Zhiqiu didn't know!

Not to mention Hongjun Ancestor, Ye Zhiqiu has never even seen Taoist Sanqing, how can he know the true meaning of Xuanqing Avenue?

Lao Dao was fooled by Ye Zhiqiu's eyes straightened, and asked: "Xuanqing Dao is the Dao of Hongjun Daoist, could it be that you are a disciple of Hongjun Daoist?" No, the disciples of Hongjun Daoist are only Taiqing Shangqing and Yuqing. Could it be that you were collected by Hongjun Laodao later? ”

Ye Zhiqiu sneered: "It's not a personal disciple, but ...... When Hongjun Daoist was preaching, my master overheard some of it, and then passed it on to me, so I ......"

"Nonsense! With the cultivation of Hongjun Taoist, when preaching, how can you allow others to eavesdrop!? Lao Dao glared and shouted: "Are you a disciple of Sanqing, come to deceive me?" ”

Ye Zhiqiu was also angry, and glared: "What am I lying to you for?" That's what my master said! ”

Lao Dao scratched his head, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "I understand, it must be one of the three Qings, secretly transformed into an appearance, and named what Tieguan Dao Chang came to preach the Fa!" You've been deceived, believe it! (9.14, 2nd Update.) ）

Today's update is complete. Tomorrow's update will be in the evening, and the day after tomorrow will adjust the time, so forgive me.

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