The sun rises as usual and the dawn appears.

Huineng, Feng Yi, and Li Wuwu set off together and left Huaxu Temple.

The three of them walked along the only mountain road in Panlong Mountain until the southeast.

This mountain road is the extension of the west line of "Micang Road", one of the world's famous Shu roads, is the only way to Panlong Mountain and Shu Mountain in Langzhong, connects the ancient road into Zhongzhou in the north, connects the Silk Road in Tangmen and Shu County in the west, and is known for being "deep and steep rocks, ape path bird road", and is extremely difficult to walk.

The two corners of the lonely clouds, the dangerous peaks are numerous, and the mountains and fields are full of all kinds of strange sounds.

Although the mountain road with thousands of ravines and bumps is steep and difficult to walk, Master Huineng has continuously told a lot of Buddhist scriptures and stories along the way, which not only gives Long and Li a lot of knowledge and understanding of Buddhism, but also forgets the hardships during the journey.

In Li Wuwu's delicate laughter like a string of silver bells, the three of them unconsciously came to a fork in the road.

To the left, leading to Youchaoling, it is the dragon's neck of the legendary Panlong Mountain.

To the right, it is to the five finger peaks of Shushan.

Li Wuwu covered his lips with his hands and yawned cautiously.

Feng Yi noticed the lingering tiredness between her Qingli eyebrows, and couldn't help but feel a little pain.

Li Wuwu noticed that Feng Yi's soft eyes were full of concern, and his beautiful pretty face swept through a terrifying embarrassing flush, and returned to its original innocence, like a touch of colorful glow passing through the clear sky.

At the moment, the three of them were tacitly resting on the spot and resting for a while.

After about a cup of tea, Huineng woke up in meditation and said that he had made an appointment with Shushan to teach Qin Shang to discuss matters, so he parted ways with Feng Yi and Li Wuwu here.

Feng Yi and Li Wuwu also continued to move forward, passing through the two-corner cliffs in one go, crossing the Zhuan Dou Gorge, and finally at nightfall, they saw the blue and red, reckless and reckless Youchaoling.

There is Chaoling, because there is a Chao clan once lived here is also famous.

There is a nest clan, a green dragon clan, and a world name chao emperor. In ancient times, the Chao clan led the ancients to open the mountain, built a nest with imitation birds, and built a house of wood. The ancients were able to live in one place, and the dream of a homeland finally became a reality.

More than 100 years ago, after the tall and majestic Youchaoling was sawn, it has now become a strange mountain pass in the shape of "Ya", red as fire, although it is incompatible with the surrounding green and green, but it has become a unique scenery.

The mountain is as high as 100 zhang, the width is up to 10 zhang, you can vaguely see the spectacular scene of tens of thousands of people sawing the mountain in those years, and its huge project is really no less than Yugong moving the mountain.

From the sawing place with the nest ridge to the west to extend the distance, you can faintly see the majestic five-finger peak of Shu Mountain straight into the sky, very majestic and beautiful.

Feng Yi and Li Wuwu stopped to watch and sighed.

Li Wuwu's eyes flickered, and he pondered: "It seems that the sawing mountain is true, and it is also true that it is true to break its dragon vein, but the limited power of human beings is still unable to defeat the will of the underworld. Under the obstruction and destruction of so many people, Grandma Huang finally replaced me Li Tang Jiangshan and became an unprecedented generation of empresses. ”

Feng Yi had other ideas: "Changing one's life against the sky, the precedent is in the past, and I should do the same." ”

"Sir, there seems to be an inexplicable qi flowing in this mountain. Li Wuwu wrinkled his cute nose and said suspiciously.

Feng Yi explained: "Although the dragon vein is a geographical vein, it is no different from people, the mountain is the backbone of the dragon vein, and the water is the essence and blood of the dragon vein. According to what you said, back then, the broken dragon veins saw the mountain, and there was blood like an injection, and it flowed for more than three years, and this matter is true. The qi you sense should be the yin qi emitted by those dark red dragon blood spots on the mountain. Unexpectedly, more than 100 years have passed, and it is still indelible. ”

Li Wuwu suddenly felt a little dizzy, the dragon veins of Panlong Mountain were broken, and the blood flowed like a river, infecting a large area of Youchaoling.

After a while, the two of them gathered their feelings, and then walked towards a village in the northeast corner of Youchao Ridge.

Before it gets dark, you have to find a place to stay and spend the night.

Nest Village.

Since ancient times, after the Chao clan led everyone to open the mountain and build a nest, it has opened up a world here, and there have been about 100 villagers living here, from the primitive tribe to the market village, witnessing the vicissitudes of life.

People have their own metabolism, and they come and go from ancient to modern.

At that time, after Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang sawed off the dragon neck of Panlong Mountain in Youchaoling, most of the villagers in Chaocun moved to Langzhong due to the destruction of the dragon vein, but there are still more than 30 families who are unwilling to leave this place where they were born and raised for generations, so they still live here.

The people here are simple and simple, and most of the people in the village go up the mountain to collect firewood and hand it over to Shushan dozens of miles away or go to Langzhong to sell it in exchange for some silver and two lives.

From the head of Shushan to the cultivators, he has always taken care of the people around him, and he is also quite good to the villagers here.

The mountains are sky-clear, the ink is in the eyes, and the entrance of the village appears in front of you.

At the entrance of the village, there is a thick shade covering the sky, the ancient camphor tree that is verdant and vigorous, its head is raised to the sky, it is as high as several zhang, the canopy is stacked, the branches are staggered, the thick green is like a cloud, it is full of atmosphere and ancient meaning, adding a layer of mystery and deep seclusion to the whole mountain village, such as dreamlike color.

Spring to autumn, trees are not people.

The ancient camphor is stout about eight people to hold, the branches are divided into two, two into four, all the way to grow, bend and vigorous, intertwined, although full of wrinkles of the years, but still vibrant, full of life and Tao rhyme, mysterious and mysterious.

The ancient camphor tree has a wide shade and exudes a special faint fragrance. Except in winter, the villagers like to come here to sit and chat.

There is an ancient small altar under the tree, I don't know how many years it has existed, the structure is shaped like a grinding plate, and there are many mysterious and strange runes carved on the body surface, faintly emitting charm, invisible and invisible.

It is not difficult to imagine that it is estimated that every once in a while, women from the village come here to worship and pray for blessings, and the popularity here must have been very strong.

Walk to the ancient camphor tree, from the village entrance of the archway is no more than three zhang.

"It's finally here. ”

Li Wuwu breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out a beautiful, cute, very lazy waist with a graceful and graceful figure, full of healthy vitality in the prime of life.

Feng Yi has no time to appreciate.

It was silent, there was no smoke from the cooking, and there was no one to come and go.

On the ground, Feng Yi's powerful spiritual power sensed a trace of unusual taste, and what was even more shocking was that his divine sense could not detect any clues in the village.

The village was dead silent, not only did it not feel the fluctuations of life, but it also made people feel breathless.

There are quirks!

It seems that someone has set up a formation, and the village is cut off from all internal and external breaths, including divine consciousness, by the powerful Fan Cage Enchantment.

The people inside can't get out, and the people outside can't get in.

Feng Yi raised his head and fixed his eyes to see that this small world village opened up by the ancient sage emperor was actually filled with a thick and strange black fog in the sky.

It's not a curtain.

It seems that this village is definitely not simple.

Li Wuwu didn't notice it at all, and said, "Sir, it's almost dark, let's hurry into the village." ”

Feng Yi said expressionlessly while observing: "Don't worry, wait a minute." I have a very bad feeling that something is wrong with this village, as if someone has arranged a formation enchantment. ”

Li Wuwu was cold all over her body, her ability to survey the terrain was not as good as Feng Yi, and she was surprised: "Sir, what have you found?"

Feng Yi nodded and said, "I'm not sure yet, I need to deduce it carefully." ”

Li Wuwu was conceited and intelligent, but at this time, he couldn't imagine at all that the young gentleman in front of him, who was full of strange powers, would take the next action and speak next.

Feng Yi carefully watched the sky, land, trees, mountains and rocks, and then closed his eyes and deduced.

Li Wuwu stared at Feng Yi intently, and also followed him to look east and west, with a blank expression. She majored in liberal arts in Fengmingzhai, and what she is best at is the way of flower arrangement, and she has less contact with life, physiognomy, divination and other fields.

A moment later, Feng Yi's heart was shocked, and Huo Ran opened his eyes, he had already determined this formation enchantment. This turned out to be a fierce enchantment formation, and it did not hesitate to bury the entire village, which was really a big deal.

Li Wuwu raised his head, his pretty eyes flashed brightly, and he stared at Feng Yi with a look of adoration.

Feng Yi's eyes flashed with strangeness, and he slowly speculated about the past experiences of those years.

Legend has it that the dragon's blood was scorching and furious, and those who participated in the sawing mountain would explode and die if they touched it. Today, most of the land has also been infected, and it has become a dragon's blood soil as red as fire, which has caused many creatures to die of exhaustion.

It is expected that Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang saw the blood-stained mountains and rivers back then, and they would never sit idly by, first waiting for the dragon's blood to be exhausted, and then opening the mountain again.

At the same time, in order to protect the hundreds of villagers in Chao Village, they jointly arranged the 'Water and Wood Qingling Array', which integrated the inside and outside of the Thousand Autumn Wood and the Ten Thousand Tribulation Spring, and the water and wood were connected and nurtured each other, using wood to overcome the soil and water to grow wood, and then to resolve the harm of the dragon's blood soil.

It's just that I didn't expect that to this day, someone actually went retrograde in the formation, and in turn, broke the Ten Thousand Tribulation Spring with the dragon's blood, and also added other terrifying spells that were extremely aggressive, causing the dragon's blood to leak out, and hooking a powerful force that was indescribable.

This kind of power is incredible, making Feng Yi unpredictable, and he can't figure it out, it doesn't seem to be within the Five Elements and Six Realms.

The other party went against the grain and laid out such a killing situation, but no one was defending the position here, because this array was powerful and there was no need for it at all, even if the power fell into it, it would either be dead or injured.

Li Wuwu had a frightened look on his face, his chest kept rising and falling, obviously startled, he couldn't resist Feng Yi's strange deduction at all, and screamed wildly in his heart, none of this was true. After a long time, he came back to his senses and asked, "Sir, this red dragon blood soil like fire, I have seen it without worry, I don't know what is Qianqiu Wood, what is the Ten Thousand Tribulation Spring?"

Feng Yi looked up at the spherical crown of the ancient camphor that covered the ground, and the graceful curve drawn in the sky made an understatement.

The mountain is not high, there are immortals, the name is not deep, the water is not deep, there is a dragon, the spirit. The reason why this Panlong Mountain attracted the first grandmother, the human emperor, and the nest emperor to live here, and became one of the famous dragon veins in the world, in addition to its own innate mountain keel, there is also this underground river, which is the dragon's blood.

The underground river here is different from other places, and it is an extraordinary moisturizing and weak water. The mountains and rivers have spirits, nourishing countless spirits in this Panlong Mountain, including many camphor trees on the mountain.

Legend has it that the camphor tree is one of the earliest trees to appear after the opening of Pangu, and it is also one of the four ancient trees with the same name as Tsubaki, Wakaki, and Jianmu. And the one in front of me has a great origin, a great article, it is a spirit planted by the Chaohuang Emperor himself, and it has a history of about 3,000 years. Although this is this one, it is the mother of all trees in the nest.

Chiakigi is undoubtedly it.

The ancient camphor tree of Qianqiu Wood is outside the entrance of the village, so there should be a spring of ten thousand calamities in the village.

This spring water comes from the moisturizing weak water under the Panlong Mountain, coexists with the chaos of heaven and earth, has gone through the ancient Hongmeng, the ancient flood, the ancient reckless, and has been gushing endlessly, although I don't know the source of its spring water, but it is also the spiritual spring of eternity.

As for whether the Ten Thousand Tribulation Spring is a well or a pool, it is unknown for the time being.

Li Wuwu listened attentively with great interest, without a half-sentence crossing. After Feng Yi's words were finished, she understood, and then frowned slightly, tilted her little head, and thought: "Sir, who arranged such a big murder array to kill these villagers?"

Feng Yi shook his head and sighed, "We don't know anything about the situation in the village now. ”

Li Wuwu said: "No matter what, those villagers are innocent. Sir, let's go into the village and save them. ”

Feng Yi was noncommittal and said, "I'm trying to figure out a way." ”

At this moment, the curtain swept into the sky, swallowing up the last rays of light, and there was no moonlight, and even the cries of animals disappeared.

Heaven and earth were dead silent, and the village in front of him became more and more eerie and terrifying, Li Wuwu couldn't help but shudder and tremble.

When the evening breeze rises, everything trembles, and even a little hideous.

The atmosphere is eerie.

Tonight, it's the Grim Reaper's feast.