After a disgusting and even uncomfortable spatial distortion, a chill hit my face.

The cold breath reached the body, Cheng Jun took a deep breath, the cold flowed down his throat, and his body was cold, but he could still distinguish the thick aura in the cold air.

Sure enough, it's Kunlun!

When you open your eyes, you will be greeted by majestic mountains and snow. The peaks reach into the sky, and between the cliffs, there is only a bone-chilling cold wind and a bottomless abyss.

The Kunlun realm is the center of the cultivation realm, the source of the spiritual veins, and the paradise of the monks. But it's not a wonderland on earth.

On the contrary, the Kunlun realm is full of snow-capped mountain plateaus, cold and lonely, and inaccessible. Only in the valley surrounded by mountain peaks, on the top of the mountain that is alive and high in the clouds, there is another world.

Every valley, every mountain, has another world.

The valley is inhabited, and the mountain peaks have immortal dwellings.

Therefore, although the Kunlun realm is vast and vast, it is vast and sparsely populated, and the population is not more than that of Yanyun. But here the aura is abundant, the spiritual veins are vertical and horizontal, and there is the protection of the moon essence, not to mention the people who are the head of all things, even animals are easy to become essences.

The number of monks here is more than dozens or even hundreds of times more than Yanyun, high-level monks are not only easy to appear, but also have tens of thousands of years of accumulation, huge forces are staggered, and there are countless masters in the hidden world, and the background is directly different from cloud and mud. It's just that because the mountain peaks are isolated and the moat is blocked, there are quite disputes between the Taoist monks, and the monks put immortality first, and they often retreat into seclusion, and they have never condensed into one like Yanyun, otherwise they would not dare to pick this giant beast no matter how arrogant they are.

Cheng Jun's gaze moved from the distant mountain peak to the near, and he couldn't help but be taken aback. It turned out that the place where he landed was not a mountain peak, nor a valley, but a large glacial lake between the two mountains. The mountain wall protrudes along the surface of the lake with a rock the size of the table top of the Eight Immortals, and the formation can be built on it, and Cheng Jun stands on it alone, which is already very narrow. The cold that came up from the lake below froze even more so that people's blood slowly coagulated.

Cheng Jun couldn't help but scold to himself, and said in his heart: "This formation is so cramped, it's just enough to be able to pass one person, where is there room for further expansion? I don't know which idler thinks of building such a bird's nest-like formation in a place with a big palm? Either eat too much or drink too much." ”

The surrounding cliffs are towering, and Cheng Jun doesn't know what kind of place this is—of course, even if he can reach far, this Kunlun Mountain is connected and boundless, and he is unlikely to recognize the way. At present, only by going up from here and climbing the mountain can we get a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg.

Due to the high cold of Kunlun Mountain, Cheng Jun was also inconvenient to release his mount, and the sword flew up, flying up several feet, and suddenly he was slightly stunned. I saw that there was a thin layer of mist above my head, because it was as thin as transparent, if I didn't get closer, it would be almost impossible to find it, and Cheng Jun also got close to find that the aura on this layer of fog was floating.

It's a formation!

Could it be the technique of the Water Moon Mirror Flower?

The Water Moon Mirror Flower Technique is a special illusion, but it is not among the spells, but a supernatural power, that is, a ** that cannot be cast by a non-spirit real person. This technique can be used to show distant scenery in front of you, and it is often used to peep and probe, often close at hand, and the other party does not know that he has fallen into the prying eyes.

Cheng Jun is familiar with this technique, but he also has to lay out the formation before he can apply it, and now his cultivation can't control it

This piece of water moon mirror flower technique covers the entire lake, I am afraid that there is not a hundred miles of radius, and there is no trace of artificiality, it is clearly to extract the aura to maintain, the divine power into the array, and the transformation into a realm, it is indeed a big stroke.

At least it's also the Yuan Shen Shenjun, I'm afraid that he has cultivated to the realm of the Yuan Shen out of body and even fugue. If such a character is placed in the Shangqing Palace, he must already be a patriarch, even in the Kunlun realm, he is not an unknown figure.

Jiang Yin is really interesting, he introduced such a good place as soon as he came up, and he didn't know which old guy's territory it was.

After thinking about it, Cheng Jun still felt that the Yuan Shen Divine Monarch should no longer be here, and Jiang Yin's master Yao Shengtong was just an out-of-body cultivator, maybe he was not as good as the owner of this Water Moon Mirror Flower. Yao Shengtong is not good at formations, he has retreated to Shanyin for many years, and he can't make any powerful friends, Jiang Yin, as a disciple of Yao Shengtong, is afraid that he can't know other gods, and with his cultivation, he can't sneak into the territory of the Yuanshen gods. Most of them are accidental.

In addition, he had also seen that formation just now, judging from the traces, it had not been used for at least thousands of years, and it seemed to have been abandoned, and the formation arranged by the Yuan Shen Shenjun could maintain the operation for thousands of years, which was not unusual, from this point of view, this place should already be classified as a "ruin".

Even if it is a ruin, I am afraid that it is not safe, the life span of the Yuan Shen Shenjun is thousands of years, who knows if this master is still alive, if one day he remembers this place, and easily takes it back, how can Cheng Jun compete with him?

Why don't you find an opportunity to dismantle this magic circle and build another one elsewhere, so that you don't have to tremble, for fear of the Divine Monarch attacking?

Anyway, let's go up first.

Since it is the technique of the Water Moon Mirror Flower, what Cheng Jun sees now is not the real scenery, through this layer of mist, there is naturally another world.

Since Jiang Yin can come here from the outside world, and Ping'an discovers this formation, there must be nothing dangerous on it, but just in case, Cheng Jun opened an armor technique, protected his whole body, and penetrated into the formation.

Boom - like a pebble thrown into the water, the waves are slight. A cold feeling enveloped him in an instant.

On top of the formation, it was cold ice water to the bone!

Cheng Jun was immersed in the water, although he was not soaked because of the protection of the nail technique, he still felt the cold water temperature and the deep darkness without sunlight.

This is also a glacial lake.

In other words, this is a complete glacial lake, only the distance in between, which was created out of thin air.

It seems that a certain monk with great powers, most of whom is the master of this formation, has dug up a large lake more than ten zhang into a blank space. Just to hide a teleportation formation. Although it is inevitable that there is a suspicion of killing chickens with a knife, the power of God is indeed good. Such a character, Cheng Jun may have heard his name in his previous life, but he may not have it, the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Kunlun Realm is not a lie, and there are many great strokes of heaven-winning craftsmanship everywhere, which are comparable to the Lingshan Realm.

The icy waters of the lake were split in the direction of the armor, and occasionally strangely shaped water tribes passed him. There is no ocean in the Kunlun realm, but there is no shortage of big lakes and rivers, and there are also many fierce water tribes, which are not inferior to the demon beasts on land. Fortunately, Cheng Jun went all the way up, and he didn't find any powerful races, and most of the water tribes that occasionally rowed were stupid and stupid, stupid and stupid, and they looked delicious and fat.

Cheng Jun spent a cup of tea passing through the lake and coming to the water. The upper part of this lake is only a hundred zhang deep, plus the part below the formation, it is really a huge lake.

Sticking his head out of the water, he suddenly became enlightened.

Cheng Jun looked around, and his eyes were also snow-capped mountains and vast wilderness. I saw the mountain scenery, and there was no difference between what I saw through the formation at the bottom of the lake, and it seemed that this water moon mirror flower technique only reflected the real scenery on the lake, and I could also glimpse the changes in the upper layer of the scene below, thinking that it was for monitoring.

The surrounding area is quiet, and the glacial lake is sandwiched between the two mountains, like a dark ice jade, deep and quiet, without the slightest ripple.

Heaven and earth are silent, and there is nothing but the whining wind.

It seems that the neighborhood is a real wilderness, and there is no danger left.

Cheng Jun put his mind at ease and was about to go ashore, but when he heard the sound of "hum-", a loud sword sound resounded in the sky, like a silver bottle bursting, shattering the silence around him.

Cheng Jun was secretly startled, and his short body sank silently to the bottom of the water. The lake was only a ripple, and there was not even a splash.

Cheng Jun quickly sank a few feet underwater, frowning slightly. The sound of the sword just now was clearly a sword cultivator who made a sword here, and the sword roared far away, as if it was in the ears. Presumably not far from here, there are sword cultivators fighting with people.

It is also that he has a bad year, although there are many monks in the Kunlun realm, the place is bigger, and there are no people for hundreds of miles, but today it is a meeting lottery.

First, he was knowledgeable, and secondly, after combining the sword intent of the Sword Ancestor, he also knew more about sword cultivation, although he only listened to one ear, he also heard that person was a pure ancient sword cultivation path, and his cultivation was at least above the synthetic sword pill Dazhen, which was far stronger than him. Such a person, even if he usually sees it, should run away when he hears the news, not to mention that he is new to the city, and he doesn't want to meet with Brother Kunlun without preparation, so it is better to avoid it.

The difference in cultivation was too far, Cheng Jun restrained all his breath on the one hand, and dived straight down as much as possible without making a sound, crossed the Baizhang Lake, came to the hollow place, sat on the big stone containing the formation, and watched the aerial scene through the technique of mirroring flowers and water moons.

I saw that the sky was still blue, and suddenly a glimmer of light lit up, and a golden cloud swept by, and the speed was not inferior to that of the magic weapon. Behind it, there was a brilliant and dazzling sword light, chasing after it.

In the Lingshan realm, the flying of the imperial sword is almost the basic skill of a monk. Monks carry flying swords from the beginning of their initiation, and they will also use them as ritual tools when they can't resist the sword, and after building the foundation, they have to work the sword. No matter how you usually fly, the flying sword must be carried with you, because no magic weapon can compare to the speed of the sword light, and if you practice the sword art well, you may save your life when it is critical.

But in the Kunlun realm, there is no such rule. Each Taoist system and each monk has its own style, and there are all kinds of methods. For example, the monk who escaped in front of him was clearly driving a cloud-shaped magic weapon, but it was also brilliant and brilliant, with the style of a land immortal. But good-looking comes at a price. His speed was far worse than the sword light behind him.

They chased and fled, Cheng Jun was just watching, but when the two of them arrived above the glacier lake, the two rays of light were not more than a hundred feet apart, the sword light gradually tightened, and suddenly the sword light flashed, like a meteor catching the moon, shooting straight ahead, the golden cloud in front of it dimmed, and fell straight down the glacier.

Below is the lake, and the space where Cheng Jun stays.

(To be continued)