Where is Lou Jinchen, many people want to know.

There is often news spread between the provinces, but there is no real place, it is all chasing after the wind, maybe there have been been, or it is just nonsense by others.

All of a sudden, many places were talking about this building.

The list of people did not come out for long, although after the list of people came out, some people on the list died inexplicably, but those were all people after dozens of people, and the deaths were also inexplicable.

And there are very few people who are actually killed in person.

Most of those who died inexplicably died in an inexplicable way, and within a day of death, they were already rancid all over their bodies, and maggots were flourishing, and maggots turned into terrifying poisonous moths.

After someone dies, he has been buried, but he will get up from the soil again and again, return to his house and walk around, and then even eat people slowly, and finally he has no choice, so he asks someone to catch him and burns it to ashes before he can live in peace.

But these are the monks on the list of people who are very low-ranked, and the deaths are not normal, some people say that they were attacked by non-people, and some people say that if they are attacked by non-people, they will not leave the corpse there, and the body will definitely be eaten by the other party.

The process of finding Lou Jinchen was restless, but the result was not good, because after a gust of wind, everyone found that it was impossible to find it at all, and soon those people also understood that a strong person who was so powerful in the Six Realms and could kill the twenty-seventh on the human cultivation list wanted to avoid everyone's eyes, and no one could find it at all.

Originally, many people didn't have a real concept of people who were in the forefront of human cultivation, but now they do.

Shan Xinfang was killed by Zhu Quan, and Zhu Quan was killed by Lou Jinchen, Shan Xinfang has many people who have seen him shoot, so after passing this analogy, there is a reference in his heart, otherwise, he only knows that he is ranked high, and as for where it is, it is not clear.

It is inevitable that some people will be unconvinced, or want to see it.

Among them, the Flame Ancestor of the Agni Fire Palace even threatened everywhere, saying that Lou Jinchen was afraid of him, so he hid.

The Flame Ancestor was also ranked twenty-sixth on the Human Cultivation List, and he was still walking in front of Zhu Quan in front of the Emperor, and it was said that these two had a 'battle between ice and fire', but no one knew the outcome of the battle.

And this time, the Flame Ancestor said that Lou Jinchen could kill Zhu Quan, but when he saw him, he could only retreat.

However, the sect master of the Secret Rune Sect who came to Qingyuan City to find Lou Jinchen with all the disciples at the beginning, but there was no news, they were like sand sinking into the water, gone, and no news came out.

No one could find Lou Jinchen, and Bai Yejian didn't know where to hide.

He was in a volcanic crater.

He wanted to use his spirit sword to refine it into a sword pill.

This decision was very difficult, and when he had this idea, thousands of miscellaneous thoughts were born in his heart, and all kinds of emotions came up, all of which asked him not to do this.

For example, if you fail, the sword is destroyed, and you haven't gotten the sword pill yet, and you still have the idea that now is in the process of being hunted down, and now you go to refine the sword, if the enemy comes, what should you do?

It's similar to this thought, and there is that kind of strong reluctance, and a kind of fear and fear spreading in my heart, as if I want to do a major operation on myself, and I want to cut off my hands and feet.

He gave up several times, but he finally realized that this was the influence of the spirit sword on himself, if he didn't know about the spirit sword in the sword spirit mountain, he wouldn't have thought that this was the impact of the spirit sword on himself, and the consciousness of the spirit sword was parasitic in his consciousness.

Now that he knew, he finally suppressed the distractions in his heart, threw the sword into the volcano, and used this earth fire to refine the spirit sword.

As soon as the sword entered the volcano, he heard the sound of madness.

All kinds of irritability and pain, this pain was not a real physical pain, but an indescribable discomfort, and he felt that some organ in his body was being burned.

So he found a place to sit down, and hid his body, in a fixed state, to abandon this pain, and after three days, the feeling from the spirit sword was much quieter.

Only the pure kind of thoughts that he himself places in them are the Dharma thoughts that he himself has left in them.

After taking it back, it was obviously much more jerky, and after looking at it, he still stabbed the sword back into the magma, and he began to visualize the 'White Tiger Secret Spirit', and wanted to nourish the golden qi of the white tiger's lungs in his lungs.

He practiced swords here, and Lou Jinchen took Xue Bao'er to a mountain range.

One of them is a mountain that is not known how many feet high, and how big it is, and how many peaks are connected together.

He only knew that this place was called the Mountain of the Gods of the Wedding Banquet, which was a mountain range, and the reason why it was called this was that there was a saying that every mountain had a god name.

Every mountain has a god to worship in it.

Lou Jinchen didn't know if it was true before he came, but after he came, he felt a different domain.

It is indeed extraordinary, the kind of charm connected by this mountain range, if it is said that there is no consciousness of the gods hidden in it, he will not believe it.

What surprised him even more was that so many mountains were connected together, and they were so harmonious with each other. If there is a divine consciousness in each of these mountains, there must be some kind of mystery in it.

Lou Jinchen brought Xue Bao'er here, of course, to help Xue Bao'er refine his sword.

In the same way, his own sword pill was also one step shorter.

He thinks he has one last step to go.

Tiangang purification.

He felt that he still needed Tiangang refining to be more pure, because this sword pill was only condensed together before, and he couldn't refine it, and he felt a little worse in his heart after all, not so transparent.

And to find the strong place of Tiangang, it is necessary to find this highest mountain, and at that time he knew that the nearest highest mountain was the Mountain of the Wedding Banquet Gods.

The mountains are seated like gods feasting.

This is where the name of the mountain range comes from.

Lou Jinchen took Xue Bao'er to the mountain next to the highest peak and looked at the highest peak.

He discovered that the mountain had been carved into a statue of a god by whom.

However, there is no trace of carving, like the carving of wind and rain, and like the natural depiction of yin and yang.

The whole mountain, facing east, the sun shining on her face, and above her head was a white snow, like a woman in a white turban, looking to the far east.

"You refine the sword here, I'll go there and have a look." Lou Jinchen said.

With such a charm of the mountain, Lou Jinchen can be sure that there must be monks in the mountain, even if they are not the main sect, they must be hermit masters.

He had no intention of alarming them, but since he had come, he had no intention of leaving.

In the sunlight, I floated down to the highest mountain in the sunlight without a trace.

The moment he landed on this mountain, he had a strange feeling, as if he was standing on top of a person's head.

To say that it is a 'person' seems to be a little too small, as if standing on the head of a giant god.

He felt the inexplicable charm emanating from this sacred mountain, indescribable, as if he had suddenly come to a pool of cold water.

With his cultivation today, he would have already been free from the cold and heat, but now he would feel cold.

But if you want to talk about cold, it is not the pure cold, or the feeling of coolness, slowly, that coolness seems to be adapted, no, some are just comfortable, but slowly breed warmth.

It's like taking a bath in cold water, washing and washing, not feeling cold, but feeling a little warm, and then when you think about it, you feel that it's cold outside.

He felt that it was warm now, and he had the idea of wanting to sit down here all the time.

Looking around, looking at the mountains, the mountains are like ladies wearing white headscarves.

It's like a sea of snow, boundless, like being in the clouds.

The spectacle is magnificent, and when a color is attached to a certain expanse and majesty, it is the ultimate beauty.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and the thousands of words in his heart might as well be watched quietly like this.

His mind was restrained, but it was slowly relaxed, and the Dharma Nian Qi was connected to this ravine.

He slowly felt like he had become this mountain.

His consciousness seemed to enter the body of the mountain, he became the soul of the mountain, or the 'god' of the mountain, that abundant and majestic feeling, looking down on everything, suppressing the earth, looking up at the stars.

He felt that when he stepped on the earth, he could directly absorb the qi in the earth, and the majestic and deep power in the earth seemed to be able to turn it up with just one thought.

This feeling made him addicted to it, and the sun and the moon alternated.

Xue Bao'er was refining her sword on the top of the mountain next to her, and she wanted to draw out the ice spirit in the ice spirit cold light fan to integrate the sword qi in her lungs.

Suddenly, she felt as if the mountain next to her had come to life, as if she was looking at herself, but as if she hadn't, the mountain seemed to be looking at the mountains, looking at the sky.

She didn't know what was going on, but when she glanced at Lou Jinchen standing on the top of the mountain, she felt that it should be fine.

And in the belly of this mountain, there is a hidden cave.

This cave is dry and cold, and there is a cold jade-like bed in its depths, and this cold jade bed has a name, called Wanzai Qingkong.

There was a nun sitting on this cold jade bed.

The female nun pulled up her white hair and tied a small braid, like a palace dress, but not like it, and wore a blue and white hairpin between her hair.

A white robe, embroidered with small pale yellow flowers on the robe, and between the small yellow flowers, there are silver silk embroidered lines.

It was a robe, and the cloth in it was woven from silk spit out by a three-hundred-year-old ice silkworm she raised.

The yellow flowers on it are also embroidered by her with gold wire, which are not only decorated, but also runes, but they have been changed in shape.

But if you look at her face clearly, you will find that her face has a very dense white hair, if it is said that it is denser than normal people's hair, but it seems to be too dense and too long.

On the wall of her cave, it is extremely smooth, like pieces of ice crystals, like a mirror, and if you look closely at the mirror, there are shadows imprinted in it.

It's like a god soul sealed inside.

In one of the locations, a bright shadow seemed to be imprinted on the crystal wall.

She glanced at it, and a smile flashed in her eyes.

The shadows on these crystal walls are all formed in this way, and those who think they are strong in cultivation will climb to the top of the peak and look at the world, and the moment they reach the peak, they will give birth to a kind of consciousness that is a mountain overlooking the world.

At the same time, at this time, the thoughts will be loosened, and they will be connected with the mountain meaning, and this connection will be indulged in it, and no one escapes.

And when they indulge in it, their spirits will be unconsciously ingested into this mountain, forming a shadow in her cave, and they can no longer go out, and they will be detained here, and in the end they will only become her enslaved existence.

Seeing the bright brilliance on the crystal wall, she could vaguely see the person in the brilliance, she knew that this was a powerful person, but no matter how strong she was, she couldn't break free.

No one can escape from the bondage of the mountain gods.

Suddenly, she felt as if she heard a soft chirp.

This is like the soft sound of metal, like the sound of a sword.

She frowned slightly, because she saw that the figure on the shadow wall was bright, and he seemed to be struggling, but he didn't break free, and then she smiled, she knew that no one could break free.

But before her smile could begin to fade, she saw the light on the figure on the shadow wall dim rapidly.

"Dead?" She wondered.

"Impossible, how could such a powerful monk die? Could it be that the golden cicada is shedding its shell? ”

She thought to herself, it was not that she had never met such a person, there was a monk who was about to be captured, and he escaped with a spell like a golden cicada.

In her eyes, the figure quickly dimmed, like a person with aurora, quickly disappeared from people's sight, and even disappeared into people's hearts.

Another example is to change from extreme yang to extreme yin in a very short period of time.

But that wasn't enough to describe the doubts in her heart.

This person, as if at this moment, has become nothingness, this is how she feels.

"Could it be that this is a Seven Realms? Impossible, right? ”

At that moment, she saw the person on the shadow wall quickly reappear.

Like a frightened fish, it suddenly returned to the shore and looked towards the shore.

Then she saw the man clearly.

This is a young man, but the other party's eyes are shining with sharp light, like sword light.

She felt that the other party was obviously only trapped in the divine soul, but it made her feel that she couldn't trap him.

At this moment, she saw that the other party seemed to raise his hand, and slowly drew a vertical and then a horizontal in the void.

It's like writing.

There are three strokes in total, as if a door has been drawn.

Then she watched the shadow step out of the wall, and the moment he stepped out, she saw that the other's feet were so real.

It was as if the spirit and his body came out of the door at the same time as the shadow wall, and the two overlapped here, and the spirit and the flesh came out of the same door and merged together.

Her eyes had narrowed, and there was a vigilance and a fierce glint in them.

"This man, very strong, very dangerous." This was her idea, but there was only boundless vigilance in her heart, but no fear.

In this mountain, she is not afraid of anyone.

The figure in the shadow wall quickly overlapped with the person who came out of the door.

The void glows.

As the man came out of nothingness, the whole cave became bright, and the wind gushed out of nothingness, blowing each other's garments.

(End of chapter)