Doubting and putting it in the back of his mind first, Su He devoted himself to comprehending the knowledge of the formation.

The rush feather is originally a formation arranged on the flying boat, which can speed up the flying boat's flight. Changed by the Feng Clan to make it more suitable for itself.

Su He originally wanted to put one on each of the left and right wings, which could increase the speed by several times, but he didn't expect Feng Chaofei to come to this hand.

In Linanyuan, he only mastered the most basic formation knowledge, and Feng Chaofei sent it, and he almost needed to learn it from scratch. With Su He's IQ, he felt that it would take at least ten years to thoroughly understand the knowledge of these formations.

Thankfully there are dice, fortunately six times the speed.

Su He was addicted to learning and couldn't extricate himself.

The little hexagram in the inner world has been in a state of joy, spinning around Mount Tai'a in a flash, and it will take two months at most to completely condense.

With every breath Su He breathed, a huge world origin came from the suppression place, and he couldn't help but pour into the inner world.

The inner world is visibly consolidated with the naked eye.

The mountains no longer crumble at will, and the sea no longer roars unbridledly. Everything fell silent.

Su He remained motionless and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

The chaos outside rolled and fell on the conjunctiva of the suppressive land, wanting to return the suppressed land to chaos, but as soon as it fell, it was pulled by a burst and fell into the volcano, and the magma in the volcano tumbled, shattering the chaos and turning into a pure world origin breath.

Part of it was used to maintain the operation of the formation, part of it was absorbed by the hexagram above, and part of it fell on Su He.

Circulation, tranquility.

Time passes little by little, or a day, or a year. In the chaos, there is always such a scene, and I don't know the years.

……

A shadow walks on foot on the Arctic Ice Sheet.

Su Huanian held a sword in his left hand, closed his eyes and felt the cold that froze through his bone marrow, and his sky-stepping aura was gone, like a mortal.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and looked to the north, and a golden light shot out, and then appeared in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it had already shot in front of her eyes, and suddenly stopped in front of her, but it was a bronze mirror the size of a shield.

On the bronze mirror, Su He's breath escaped, and an arrow in the bronze mirror first pointed to the northwest, and suddenly pointed to the north.

In the chaos, the distance does not know the length of the distance, and the direction does not know where it is. Su He's repressive place is in a changing position at any time.

Su Huanian felt the breath of Su He in the bronze mirror, and smiled, it was so beautiful, even the ice and snow in the four directions were sluggish. She lightly clicked, and the bronze mirror shrunk and was hung by her on her waist, flashing with golden light. He had to take the initiative to separate the ice and snow to clear the way for her.

was forbidden by Su Huanian little by little, and the wind and snow made a big deal again. Su Huanian still walked to the northeast step by step.

The snow was stormy, but it wasn't tough. This kind of wind and snow has no obstacle for her, and even has a lot of bonuses.

Su Huanian walked on foot, just to understand the wind and snow.

The wind and snow in the Arctic Ice Sheet are completely different from the wind and snow on the top of the snowy mountains at home. It's wilder here, and it's more murderous.

Every snowflake is like a sharp sword, and it can really kill people when it falls on people.

Su Huanian walked out for another thirty or fifty miles, her eyebrows frowned slightly, she turned her head to look behind her, and saw a few rays of light galloping through the sky, overtaking her, but turning back, the sword fell, and surrounded her.

In the wilderness, I don't know each other. This is no longer a provocation, but a declaration of war.

The snow suits of the five people all came close to Su Huanian as soon as they fell, and a token in the hand of the leader flipped over, and the two gilded ancient seals on the token "returned to Zang".

This is the man who returned to the valley. The power of Guizang Valley is not small, and the two people in the gate are in charge of the sky, which is much stronger than the Qingyuan Gate.

The middle-aged man looked at Su Huanian, a greedy thought flashed in his eyes, and he raised the token in his hand: "Return to Zang and order, recruit monks from all directions, and Taoist friends and obey orders!" ”

Su Huanian frowned, and a voice came from his ears: "Be careful, fellow Daoists!" They are the people who return to Zang Valley, you must not leave with them, I raided the Daoist friend to exchange the man, and the Daoist friend quickly retreated! ”

As soon as the words fell, a sword light rose out of thin air, stabbing into the heart of the man due west from the back, and the sword qi on the sword light exploded suddenly, instantly destroying the person's meridian internal organs, and throwing back a man who surrounded Su Huanian and flew out. Leave a gap.

A middle-aged man in white appears out of thin air in the snow.

Su Huanian turned his head to look at him, with a little surprise in his eyes.

As soon as the man appeared, the remaining four people in Gui Zang Valley immediately slashed their swords, and the man blocked with a sword, and said to Su Huanian urgently: "Daoyou go quickly!" This is the great enemy of our sect, so as not to affect the Taoist friends. ”

"Don't go!" As soon as he finished shouting, the man from Gui Zang Valley, who had just flashed his token, had already stabbed at Su Huanian with a sword: "It's clear that accomplice An can let you go!" Don't tie your hands and catch it, follow me back to ......"

Before he finished speaking, the wind and snow around him spun abruptly, and a burst of snow mist drifted by, and his whole body turned into ice and snow, and then scattered and blew into the wind and snow.

There is no trace, it seems that there has never been such a person.

He was not the only one, but the other three others and the bodies of the stabbed on the ground.

The man who wanted to save Su Huanian was stunned, and then bowed his head: "The younger generation doesn't know the profoundness of the fairy, disturbing the fairy, and hoping to forgive the sins." ”

Su Huanian looked at him: "Are they searching for you?" ”

The man bowed down and said, "Yes, the junior Phantom Snow Gate Ranhou." He smiled bitterly: "A few days ago, there was an occasional opportunity to open the forbidden place of the sect, and there was a glow of light. The five people who returned to Zanggu thought that there was a treasure in our door and wanted to rob it. ”

Su Huanian was not interested in his statements, just looked at him and asked, "Where did you come from the previous technique of stealth in the snow?" ”

Ran Hou raised his head, not knowing why this powerful fairy was curious about this, but he still replied: "It is my Illusion Snow Gate that has inherited the Dao Law for thousands of years, but only the heads of the past dynasties can be cultivated, if the fairy wants to ......"

Struggle flashed in his eyes. Sect inheritance, how can it be lighter? But compared to inheritance, Yishan disciples are more important.

A few months ago, he stole his life from the battle between a turtle and a man and two powerful people, and today he was targeted by Gui Zang Gu, if a mere exercise can be exchanged for the blessing of the fairy in front of him, it is to be the son of a loser in that sect, what about giving away the exercises?

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the fairy in front of him disappeared out of thin air.

Let's go?

Ran Hou was at a loss for a moment, but at this moment, he saw another fairy in front of him, emerging from the wind and snow in an extremely slow way.

It's not gone, it's invisible. But this stealth ......

Ran Hou was dumbfounded, it was clearly the secret of their Phantom Snow Gate, the stealth technique of the Zhenzong.

This... This, isn't this fairy a hidden ancestor of the sect? Knowing that the sect is in difficulty and has returned? There is a legend in the sect, and the ancestors have been generous.

"Immortal, fairy, this exercise ......"

"Created by yourself." Su Huanian replied. This method of stealth was created by herself in the small world of Bailing, after Su He lent her a few snow hidden magical powers. With certain supernatural attributes.

And the technique of the Illusory Snow Sect Master in front of her is almost exactly the same as the stealth technique she created!

This kind of thing is almost impossible to exist, unless there is a woman who also falls in love with a dragon turtle, and the dragon turtle also lends her snow hidden magic power to the woman, and the woman also happens to be a water attribute, and she is more inclined to the ice and snow attribute.

You have to be like Su Huanian, master the inheritance of the ancient exercises, and create such a stealth technique.

Except for her, only Su He can master this technique.

Ran Hou was stunned and his mouth widened, as if he had seen the most impossible thing in this world.

There are no two identical leaves in the world, let alone the same exercises. So, the woman in front of you, the ancestor of the grandfather, is resurrected?

Bah! Palm! Is it that the ancestor has never been destroyed at all, and he has returned today after traveling abroad? Such a powerful and powerful world, but it is normal for thousands of years.

His breathing was rough.

But I heard a thunderbolt from the sky.

The cold voice of the ancestor in front of him came: "I am not your ancestor." ”

Ran Hou's mind was not good for a while, and he was stunned in place. I opened my mouth but didn't know what to say.

……

The Arctic Ice Plain is covered with ice and snow, but Dongyun Mountain is steaming in the heat and has already entered summer. Knowing the "buzzing" call, the stream jingling, birds, beasts, insects and fish.

There are hundreds of sects missing, and Dongyun, who was murderous and chaotic in previous years, has completely calmed down. After several years of precipitation, hundreds of beasts competed, and they were full of vitality.

A herd of wild deer is lost in the forest, and the nearest predators are on the other side of the mountain, where there is peace and tranquility, and the deer are chirping.

A fawn even lets go, can leave the doe to run on the grass, look at the stream less than half a foot ahead, take a few steps back and jump, jump! Jump?

Jumping up but not hitting the ground, the fawn looked back in astonishment, and saw a young man rising from the ground, embracing him with open arms, and not letting him fall into the stream.

The man exuded an air of intimacy, and when he stayed in his arms, he was like cowering under his mother's womb, fearless.

Tight of relief!

Zong Sunye put down the fawn and kicked it lightly in the buttocks, kicking it towards the doe.

The fawn howled and protested, and the doe protected it behind her, looking at the man by the stream but not afraid, she did not feel the smell of danger from the man, but it was a very kind feeling, and her eyes fell on him and she felt more solid than she had ever been.

Zong Sun Ye looked at the deer, looked at the grass at the feet of the deer, and raised his eyes to look at the woods, streams, mountains and rivers in front of him, and unconsciously smiled on his face.

Last time, Qing Lei fused him with the mountain spirit, and he woke up after the fusion, but he only woke up for a moment and melted into the mountain and river, and he didn't wake up completely until today.

The feeling that the mountain is me, I am the mountain is completely rising, and the mountains, rivers, and trees that are moved by the mind can be done at will, so that the mountains can be raised, the trees can be moved, and the rivers can be diverted.

But this kind of operation consumes a lot of him, and Zong Sun Ye still doesn't know how to replenish this consumption.

Cultivation is not able to cultivate, he is not a human at all now, he is essentially this mountain, and even the name of Zong Sun Ye feels unfamiliar.

In my heart, I feel that I should be called Shinonome.

It is the condensation of the human form, which is still a mountain in essence, and does not even have internal organs, bones and flesh, not to mention the mind and mind necessary for the monk's cultivation.

Even the former thunder body has become what it is today—he can't understand what his current attributes are.

Earth? Gold? Wood? Water?

It seems to be both, and it's neither. Probably the property is the mountain!

He has all that the mountains have.

Dongyun Mountain runs north-south, starting from the Phantom Sea Bamboo Forest in the north, Qingcheng in the south, Yunmengze in the west, and Xuantian Immortal Domain in the east.

Say it's not big, it's not small. It's all in sight.

Zong Sun Ye looked at the direction of Qingyuan Gate, and at this moment, the entire Dongyun Mountain Range, and the Qingyuan Gate was slightly weaker. was slightly disturbed by the sect's qi machine.

If he could have been a little stronger, this interference would have ceased to exist.

Zong Sun Ye beckoned, and an elk ran over, he turned over and rode the elk towards Qingyuan.

In fact, the mountain is him, and he can completely disappear here and reunite in Qingyuan.

However, the mountain god went out for the first time, and he was supposed to inspect the mountains. Elk passing by, the grass and trees swagger and the beasts leap with joy. The elk runs without feeling tired, and even runs more and more lightly.

Running and running, his body was light, and when he looked up, he saw that the man who was sitting on his back before, at some point, summoned a golden eagle, sat on the golden eagle's back and waved to him.

The elk was angry, screamed at the golden eagle, and jumped to knock the golden eagle away and snatch the man back. This jump was seven or eight feet high, as if it was really going to hit the golden eagle.

But the man stretched out his hand to the center of his eyebrows, and a burst of comfort came, and he fell down again and fell to the ground.

"Go, go! I'll look for you when I go out later. Zong Sun Ye waved his hand.

"Yoyo~"

The elk screamed and ran back. It's clearly not a strange beast, but it has a bit of the charm of a strange beast.

"Wow!" The golden eagle screamed, carrying him straight towards Qingyuan, the speed was extremely fast, but Dongyun was too big for it, even if it was carried by the mountain god, it would only arrive at Qingyuan in the middle of the night.

Zong Sun Ye waved his hand at the golden eagle, jumped off the eagle and landed on the Wolf King Mountain. His tombstone on the mountain was spotless, and Si Ze sat in front of the tombstone in red and scolded him with a sip of wine.

The "brother" and "sister" on the tombstone have been changed at some point, and they have been changed to "The tomb of Sun Ye of the Bastard Sect, and the master and son Si are standing." ”

Zong Sun Ye only felt a headache, suddenly his eyes rolled, and his body dissipated.

Si Ze poured a big sip of wine, scolded again, seemed to be puzzled, and kicked at the tombstone.

At that moment, an illusory hand from the tombstone reached out and grabbed her ankle, and a chill ran down her ankle and into her heart and lungs.

The drunken and hazy-eyed Si Ze woke up in an instant. With the other foot on the ground, a backflip broke free of the ice hand, the black barrel of the landing was already on the shoulder, the beast tooth cannonball was loaded, and the tombstone was aimed with a cold face: "Where is the sneaky?" Get out! ”

A faint voice rose from under the tomb: "Lady...... I'm so miserable, I'm so miserable......"

Si Ze was stunned, and then he was furious, and fired a cannon at Zong Sunye's grave, and the tomb exploded and the coffin was lifted, and even the grave with the coffin was scattered, and the ashes inside were scattered all over the sky.

Zong Sun Ye was stunned, standing quietly at the bottom of the grave, looking at his ashes scattered in the sky, at a loss.

Really, broken bones and ashes?

He looked up at the angry Si Ze frame by frame, and blinked sluggishly: "Teacher, senior sister, En, will En's revenge?" ”

You forgot that I saved your life?

"Bastard!" Si Ze looked at him, his eyes were red, and when he lifted the barrel, it was another beast tooth cannonball.

Rumble!

After a shot, the ashes were gone.

Zong Sun Ye looked even more sluggish.

The wolf king mountain green wolf shrank in the corner with his tail between his legs, his face was aggrieved. This is its mountain! Why did this woman blow up its mountain?

But the new head of the previous sect personally came to beat him a few times, telling him that if this woman was hurt in the Wolf King Mountain, he would wipe out the Wolf King Mountain and slaughter it to eat meat.

Can't afford to mess with it!

It took a few steps back, and it missed the swishing camel more than the woman! I don't know where the camels are going now, I'm afraid they weren't caught and eaten for meat, right?

"Bastard!" Si Ze shot again.

"Bastard!"

Zong Sun Ye jumped to his feet: "Senior sister, senior sister!" It's me, it's me! ”

Si Ze couldn't hold back his tears anymore, and scolded while crying: "Bastard! Why are you coming to me now! Uncle Su said, you can condense a long time ago! ”

Zong Sun Ye was stunned: "Where, which Uncle Su?" ”

Si Ze bit his lip and watched him finally put down the barrel: "Su Huanian, Uncle Su." ”

She originally thought that Zong Sun Ye had died a long time ago, but one day Uncle Su, who had never been in contact with him, suddenly flew a sword and passed a book, telling her that Zong Sun Ye was not dead.

Uncle Dragon Turtle invited the elders of the clan and condensed him into the god of Dongyun Mountain.

She didn't know what the mountain god was, but she knew that her junior brother was alive!

But Uncle Su clearly said that this bastard should have condensed in winter! But he didn't come to her until now.

After Si Ze scolded, he wanted to raise his hand and touch him after the fight, but he was afraid that it would be a dream again, and he didn't dare to do it after several attempts.

Finally, Zong Sun Ye took a step forward with a smile and suddenly hugged her in his arms.

Real touch, real chest, not a dream, not a fantasy.

Si Zewa burst into tears.

A punch smashed into his chest.

I don't know how long it took to stop tears and look up at him: "Why is it so long?" ”

Zong Sun Ye shrugged: "I don't know! It had long been condensed, but it fell into a deep sleep in the mountains for more than half a year before waking up. ”

This kind of thing is not under his control.

"Good!" Si let him hold it, tears fell drop by drop, and he hugged it quietly. I don't know how long it took to raise my head again: "I asked Uncle Su, do you still have a task to be a mountain god?" What is it? I'll do it with you! ”

Zong Sun Ye shook his head: "I don't know, but I guess it's the person at the bottom of Dongyun Mountain!" ”

"Huh?"

Zong Sun Ye didn't want to lie to her, so he said with a smile: "I'll tell you quietly, you are not allowed to tell others." There is a person pressed under Dongyun Mountain...... Or corpses? ”

"I guess, the purpose of the dragon turtle predecessor is that existence. But it doesn't matter, anyway, I definitely don't want me to do anything now, although I am Dongyun Mountain, but I can't even get close to that person. ”

He was clear about every grass and tree on Dongyun Mountain, that is, Qingyuanmen was a little difficult to perceive in the outside world, and that was only a difficulty.

But at the foot of Dongyun Mountain, that existence, he can't get close to it at all, he just faintly perceives that it should be in human form.

On the first day of July, 10,000 more.

(End of chapter)