"The fourth line of the thirty-seventh page of the Great Wilderness Sutra, the year of the falling star, the divine bird Lei Luan once appeared in the east of the clouds and land! The twelfth line of the fifty-sixth page, at the end of the ancient wilderness, Lei Luan fought the dragon, and the blood was sprinkled in the West Spirit Plain. ”

"There is also a record of the ancient records of the cloud famine, in the year of the famine, the dragon attacked and injured Yanhuang. Yanhuang was defeated and walked 30,000 miles, and he was nowhere to be found. In the year of dark night, in the east of the clouds and land, there is a luan song in the land near the sea, and the sound spreads for three thousand miles. Cloud whales are crazy, and 100,000 people are injured. The mountains of the East China Sea, countless beasts have died—"

Zong Shou said eloquently, but the more Yin Yang listened, the more inexplicable he became, the ancient classics did not have the age. It can only be marked by the symbolic event of that year.

What Zong Shou said is a narrative in several classical books, talking about ancient history. But what does it have to do with him going out of the city alone?

The next moment, I saw Zong Shou smiling slightly, revealing inexplicable confidence: "I heard that Yanhuang and Lei Luan have always been inseparable. But in the year of the famine, when the dragon injured Yanhuang, where was Lei Luan? And why did he have to go to the trouble of the dragon after 300 years? Divine beasts often conceived children ranging from 1,800 to 2,000 years. From the year of the fall of the star to the end of the ancient times, it is exactly 1,700 years-"

Yin Yang frowned and pondered, gradually guessing what Zong Shou meant, and there was a shock in his eyes. Zong Shou's words, in his ears, seemed to come from outside the sky, vague, and a little inaudible.

"After the desolation, the cloud land was broken into several pieces, divided into five cloud lands and many cloud islands. The east of Yunlu is now the east of Yunlu. The so-called seaside land, the mountains of the East China Sea, must refer to the Sudian Mountains. I used to be curious, and after researching countless classical biographies in the academy, I had some guesses, and I was afraid that most of the spawning places of Lei Luan in the past were in the Blood Valley Demon Corpse Mountain!"

Speaking of this, Zong Shou's face also faintly revealed a little helplessness: "That place, Uncle Yin, you can't enter it at all now-"

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Walking on the street, Su Chuxue looked around nervously.

"Young master, why don't we go back? The spirit grass you want, isn't it the same to ask someone else to help you come out and pick it? It's not that we can't afford to pay? And the egg of the thunder luan, it was all guessed by the young master, and it may not necessarily be there-"

Not long ago, with the help of the dragon spirit jade bi and the power of the blood cloud marrow, he followed Yin Yang and stepped into the realm of the secret martial artist. However, at this moment, Chu Xue did not have the demeanor of a strong man, and looked around, a little worried.

Zong Shou looked indifferent, this was the eleventh time after going out, and Chu Xue opened his mouth to complain. The left ear goes in and the right ear goes out, but I don't hear it.

It was not easy to persuade Yin Yang, and reluctantly agreed with him and Chu Xue to go outside the city. After all his efforts and silent detachment from everyone's sight, how could he return so easily?

The pulse spirit grass in Chu Xue's mouth was nothing, but that kind of thing, he would never give up.

At this time, both of them have already cross-dressed. Su Chuxue's face was yellow, her eyebrows were thickened, and her eyes became smaller. Although it is still extremely beautiful, there is no trace of half of the original.

The same is true for Zong Shou, who is equipped with a Fengxing spirit bone. simply followed the trend, and the whole person looked a lot stronger, and his appearance had changed a little. Because of the breathing technique, the two of them look like ordinary samurai.

This almost perfect disguise technique is one of the reasons why Yin Yang finally agreed. And at this moment, except for the expression of the first snow, which is slightly unnatural, there is almost no flaw. Unless there is a martial sect-level powerhouse who can identify and lock a person's soul sense, there is basically no possibility of recognizing it.

I bought some things along the way, and the closer I got to the city gate, the more entangled Chuxue's brows became, constantly observing behind him.

Zong Shou was secretly amused, he simply didn't bother to pay attention to it, and walked out of the city gate with a calm expression. When he was about to go north, the first snow next to him suddenly stopped, and his body froze in place.

Zong Shou was also surprised, could it be that there was really someone who could see through his disguise technique and follow up?

Turning his head, he followed the line of sight of the first snow. But it was two women, riding horses from the distant avenue. The former one, dressed in fiery red clothes. The latter one is a water-green long skirt, and the crotch is a top-grade cloud-stepping horse.

I didn't notice the first snow of the sect guarding next to him, and ran directly to the city gate.

Zong Shou's eyebrows immediately raised: "Who are these two people?" Chu Xue's expression suddenly changed like this, and it was definitely not for nothing. These two women must be people she knows. The two are congenital, and it is even more difficult not to care. Especially in flaming red clothes. The younger one, only sixteen years old, attracted more and more attention.

"It's Miss Yiren!"

It took a long time for the first snow to come back to his senses, and he looked overwhelmed. Seeing that Zong Shou was still puzzled, he hurriedly explained again: "Young Master forgot, Miss Yiren is your fiancée, eight years ago, you saw her in Xuanshan City——"

Zong Shou's memory immediately jumped out of a memory that belonged to the previous thirteen years, and his heart suddenly changed.

However, the sentence of the eighteenth change of the female college is really not wrong. At the beginning, the little girl who still liked to follow Zong Shou's ass and didn't have any temperament at all. At this moment, he is slender, and his appearance is not beautiful, but he is also not inferior to Chuxue. Between the eyebrows and eyes, there is even more heroism.

Just look at this woman's skin as white as jade, and her skin that has not been infected by the slightest wind and frost, you can know that her kung fu has also practiced the epidermis. To the peak of the body wheel, it has passed the stage of internal training and entered the earth wheel innate.

But in his expression, there is no arrogance. The soldiers who interrogated at the city gate were a little indifferent, but they were also polite. Although it is a noble status, it does not have a half-toed and arrogant posture.

This is his former fiancée? The princess of Xuanshan City?

Zong Shou remembered the words that Yin Yang had said to him before, and couldn't help but laugh secretly. guessed that this one, eighty percent came to him to withdraw from the marriage. Now in this Cloud Holy City, there are really cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, mixed together.

I felt a heavy pressure on my shoulders. The longer the time dragged on, the longer Zong Weiran disappeared in the Sunken Sea. Whether it is the Qiantian Mountains or allies, they will only become more and more unscrupulous.

The next time I make a move, it's not just like the previous two times, it's just a temptation. In the Qiantian Mountains, there is no shortage of innate martial artists. And the powerhouses of the Martial Sect level, which are bordering Yunlu in the east, are also thousands.

He wasn't interested in this fiancée. I was not in the mood to go back to the city and wait to meet this woman. At the moment, I was too lazy to pay attention to it, pulling the first snow and heading north. It took two days, about 200 miles, to take off all the depressing and disfigured things on his body.

Then it's a quick shuttle into a nearby valley and a quick shuttle through the mountains.

This is also within the range of the Sudian Mountains, but it is a branch of the eastern side, and the power of the Lingyun Sect is already extremely small. And the place where Zong Shou is going is a place where all the warriors in the east of Yunlu are secretive.

Within this three-thousand-mile radius, the only place where the Lingyun Sect could not be affected.

After walking in the mountain for about half a day, the eyes of Zong Shou and Chu Xue suddenly widened again.

In front of you is a huge valley, surrounded by mountains. But it is so wide that there is no end in sight. In the distance, some beasts can be seen in groups, wandering inside.

It's just that unlike other places, even those genera whose surnames are known for their mildness, their eyes are red, revealing a strong bloodlust and rage.

Chu Xue's pretty face couldn't help but be even more bitter: "Young Master, do we really want to enter this Blood Valley? I heard that the spirit beasts here are at least second-order." It's even more difficult to deal with than the swamp wolves in the black mud swamp. The Demon Corpse Mountain is even more dangerous. I heard that the martial artists above the innate can't enter at all, and under the congenital, few can come out completely if they enter—"

Zong Shou didn't care, he took out a bottle of medicinal juice and smeared it on his body, and said with a smile: "How can it be so exaggerated? Xue'er, you know that this is the Blood Valley." So how do you know the origin?"

Chu Xue was puzzled, but he still patiently said: "I know something, the legend is that in the ancient era, there was a demon god of an alien race who was killed here." Because its thoughts have not been dispersed for thousands of years, as long as it is a living being, close to the place where it fell, it will gradually lose its mind, and its surname will be violent! It is said that whether it is a man or a beast, it is no exception, so it is called the Blood Valley. I also heard that there are many spirit beasts that can be promoted here, or mutated, so in this Sudian Mountain Range, every few years, there will be a beast tide and rush here. At that time, it was often the most dangerous time for this blood valley. ”

"That's right, but the spirit beasts here are like this for another reason. It has nothing to do with that demon god's mind!"

Zong Shou snorted lightly, then took out another medicine bottle and threw it to Chu Xue who was stunned: "Apply this, at least in front of the fifth-order spirit beast, you can guarantee that nothing will happen." Don't look at it like that, but it's worth a lot of money-"

Chu Xue didn't believe it in her heart, these medicinal juices, she saw Zong Shou with her own eyes, using less than thirty taels of silver herbs, where can the sauce be worth anything?

As for the medicinal effect that Zong Shou said, he is even more unbelievable. But think about the young master of his own family, the magic of these days has also been painted on his body, and he followed the sect guard and stepped into the blood valley together.

Strange to say, the smell of this medicinal juice is not strong, only a wisp of fine fragrance.

The fierce beasts that were rampant in the blood valley were as if they hadn't seen them, and they didn't pay attention to them. Even if they get close to it occasionally, when they smell it, they will panic and rush to avoid it.

ps: A new super group has been opened: 130321260 (the book club that opened up the wasteland), there are not many people. Well, no one, it should be said. Open up your own group and keep it forever. By the way, I recommend this book again.

"My Enemy Under Heaven" by White-clothed Thirteen, ISBN 2253488. This guy wrote about the world's economy, and promised that no matter how much he pounced on this book, he would not change the vest eunuch again. I express my reserved trust-

"My Enemy in the World"

A modern soul came to Izumo Province and fused with the hereditary Jiwu Marquis, however, this Jiwu Marquis was blind because of his cultivation of the demon clan's martial art "Blood Moon Truth Sutra".

The night fog kills, and the sword dance causes disaster.

In a rage, the sea of blood is turned, and the world is my enemy. [bookid=2253488,bookname="My Enemy in the World"]