Ye Bai took a jade slip of the imperial vein in the Zongmen Library Pavilion, and then returned to the Ten Thousand Refining Workshop.

Zhao Cheng gave him a jade slip and said, "This is given to you by Yuankong's predecessors, and it contains what he has learned all his life and his own martial arts insights." ”

Ye Bai happily took the jade slip, it is estimated that the old man's promise to accompany him to practice could not be realized, which can be regarded as compensation.

Zhao Cheng continued: "Zixian also asked me to bring you a sentence, he said that when this matter is completely over, he will give you a gift." ”

Ye Bai's heart suddenly became hot, and he smiled embarrassedly: "Uncle is too polite, but as a junior, I can only accept it with a cheeky face." ”

A few people had a happy meal, and then Ye Bai and they left in the night.

"I'm gone again."

Feng Ying watched her junior brother leave again, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad in her heart.

"You should be glad that he has a wider sky, and there is freedom for him. You and I bless him here. ”

Wan Ming patted Feng Ying comfortingly, he knew that Ye Bai would go far if he walked too fast, and even if he tried hard, it would be difficult to even see his back.

However, the Ten Thousand Refining Workshop has always been here, and the junior brother will also know that there is always a place for him here, and that is enough.

Ye Bai drank the spirit wine that Feng Ying handed him when he left, which he specially brewed more than ten years ago, just to wait for Ye Bai to come back and have a drink when everyone got together.

Ye Bai shook the contents of the cup, leaned on the railing of the fairy boat, and looked at the bright moon in the sky, his mood was inevitably a little turbulent.

Maybe it's the moonlight tonight, or maybe it's the spirit wine tonight, which makes him, a person who has never been sentimental, a little sad.

He also saw that the senior brother wanted to keep him for a little more time, but time was running out, and he was very happy when he remembered that he might just want to live his life in peace.

But there are some things he has to do, and it will be too late for him to do them.

Feng Fuqing also got out of the cabin, came outside, and saw Ye Bai's eyes glazed, she didn't approach, but silently leaned on the other side, blowing the night breeze to see the bright moon.

Several people drove all the way west for five days and five nights before they came to the periphery of Kunlun Mountain, and Qifeng Valley was not far away.

"Where do we start?" Su Mu looked at the Kunlun ancestral veins that stretched for thousands of miles, and didn't know where to start.

"Let's treat this trip as a parade, starting with the Qilian Mountains at the beginning, and then advancing step by step."

Ye Bai pointed to the Qilian Mountains at the forefront of Kunlun Mountain, and Su Mu said with a smile: "I really haven't heard of anyone who is idle and bored to hang out in Kunlun Mountain. ”

Today's light rain is falling on Kunlun Mountain, which adds a bit of hazy feeling to the entire ancestral vein.

The dripping rain splashed onto the gravel floor with a crisp sound.

The four of them followed an ancient road opened up by their predecessors and slowly went deeper into the Qilian Mountains.

Until you come to the end of the ancient road, there is no road ahead, and in front of you is a triangular bridge formed by three mountain peaks connected to each other, also known as the three natural bridges.

After hundreds of millions of years of erosion, the three bridges have formed a sinkhole with a hundred feet of cliffs in the middle, and the walls are thousands of feet.

The four of them stepped into the valley floor, surrounded by mountains on all sides, and surrounded the people, leaving only a winding path.

The smoke and rain are long, and the waterfalls are flowing springs. The edges and corners of the boulder are gone, and the gravel on the ground is also covered with moss.

How many old ages and new births have been experienced over the centuries.

Ancient rocks will fall, new peaks will be born, and no one knows about this mountain range, but it will always exist.

The four of them were in a relaxed mood, with a slightly light step, and crossed the Tiansheng Three Bridges, with a lush forest in front of them.

Ancient trees cover the sky and the sun, and the roads are hard to find.

It was impossible for Ye Bai to fly high in the sky to explore the leylines, and even for some reason, even his divine consciousness seemed to be disturbed by something, and he could only release a thousand kilometers away.

Without walking for a while, Ye Bai surveyed the veins of the earth's veins, and only when he found the veins could he draw a pulse map, and then use the primitive magic eye to determine the pulse according to the vein map.

This last step is the most difficult for ordinary people, but it is the easiest for him.

So much so that Ye Bai has to use his spiritual power to explore the underground veins every once in a while, and only by finding the source of the initial veins can he draw the vein map step by step.

But a few people didn't find it boring, anyway, they were originally here to play, as long as they didn't go deeper, it wasn't a big problem.

It took Ye Bai more than a month to figure out the leylines of the Qilian Mountains, and then took out the drawings that had been prepared and flew into the sky.

Overlooking the entire Qilian Mountains, he then began his own painting.

It took him more than an hour to draw a clear map of the terrain and context.

The vein diagram in Ye Bai's hand is too detailed, and even some small branch veins are clearly marked, it is the first time I have seen it.

If Win Shi was next to him, he would definitely exclaim, this kind of pulse map was probably the first time he had seen it.

The next pulse fixing is even simpler for Ye Bai.

The sun and moon are hidden in the eyes, and the autumn water gathers the world.

All the secrets could not be hidden in front of the primordial eyes, and following the pulse map, Ye Bai set the node step by step.

Every time he sets a node, he will inject his own blood with the pulse technique, and this step is also called pulse soul.

Only after injecting the pulse soul, can you control the leyline by this, but it is impossible for any leyline to be permanently controlled, even if it is injected into the pulse soul, the validity period is estimated to be a few decades before it will automatically dissipate.

Even if there is a sudden change in the leyline, it will destroy the original injected vein soul.

It took more than ten days for Ye Bai to completely inject the pulse soul.

In this process, there is no room for the slightest mistake, otherwise everything has to start from scratch, which is also the most difficult point to fix the pulse, but Ye Bai must hit it with a precise blow, and every time he sets the pulse very accurately.

As long as he is happy in the Qilian Mountains now, the dragon of the leylines is under his control, but those who are not atmospheric carriers cannot move around.

Not everyone can control the leyline, the leyline exists under the way of heaven, turbulence in the leyline of Kyushu, contrary to the harmony of heaven, once it is exerted, those who have no great merit will be crushed to pieces, and the heavy will be burned by karma.

Even people with great luck did not dare to use the ancestral vein at will, even an emperor like Emperor Qin, who had the aura of crape myrtle, never dared to fight the idea of the ancestral vein of Kunlun Mountain.

Ye Bai was stunned, and he could only know a little bit about things with great merits such as the shroud and Jiuding.

Of course, Su Mu didn't know these things, Feng Fuqing knew, but since Ye Bai did it, he was naturally prepared.

This guy will never do things that he is not sure of, this is also Feng Fuqing's perception of him.

At the moment when Ye Bai successfully injected the pulse soul, the pupils of the winning world in a mountain range in the distance shrank, and he clearly felt that a small mountain range that he had injected into the pulse soul before had been disintegrated.

"What's wrong?"

Luo Lao seemed to notice his strangeness and asked.

"I don't know what happened just now, the mountain range where I was infused with the soul was disconnected. Winning the world is also full of puzzlement.

"Which one?"

Luo Lao frowned and then asked, Daqin is now in a critical period, can there be such an accident.

Some time ago, they had originally attracted the Xuantian Sect and the Sword Sect and other major sects, and they were just able to suppress the remaining sects that resisted, but they didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the six sects of the Demon Dao intervened, and even several other states joined some people in, which caught them off guard.

Foreign enemies and Da Zhou are eyeing each other, but fortunately, Da Qin has secretly accumulated a lot of strength over the years, but it can also be stabilized, and the matter of the leylines is imminent, and it must be stabilized.

At this time, Ying Shi spoke: "It's the Sun Moon Mountain Range, and he belongs to the branch of the Qilian Mountain Range. ”

Thinking of this, Ying Shi spoke again: "If there are only two ways to disconnect me, the first is to forcibly cut off the Sun Moon Mountain with great magical powers, but that would damage the merits, and the second is that someone controls the Qilian Mountain, otherwise it is impossible for me to break this vein." ”

Without saying anything more, Luo Lao guessed that it must be the second type, and the first kind of fool could not do it.

"Who the hell is it?" Luo Lao pondered for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out.

It was a figure that couldn't help but pop up in Yingshi's mind, but then he shook his head and felt that it was impossible, after all, that guy had only been studying on his side for a long time, although Yuantian's eyes were there, but it was still too difficult.

But if it's not, can he say that he can fix the pulse of Qilian Mountain? Winning the world can't figure it out.

"Send someone to see, no matter who it is, he can't disrupt my Great Qin's plan." Luo Lao immediately sent someone to contact Emperor Qin.

"This Qilian Mountain Range is done, let's go a little deeper and go around the Red and White Mountain Range."

Ye Bai pointed to the boundless desert hundreds of miles away in the distance, but if he wanted to go there, he had to pass through a minefield first.

Only by passing through that Thunder Valley can you really enter the Kunlun Mountains, and the thunderclouds above the head of that thunder forbidden area are closed, and they do not disperse all year round, and even derive many thunder beasts.

The reason for this strange area is the unique magnetic field of Kunlun Mountain, because the existence of Yuanci Mountain can be seen everywhere in the mountain.

This kind of thing can affect the magnetic field of a region, and even the spiritual power will be chaotic in strong places, and a large number of Yuan Magnetic Mountains have created that field.

Hundreds of years ago, there was a beast master who didn't believe in evil, and relied on his own thousands of spirit beasts to break into Kunlun Mountain.

This beast master is not a brainless person, he also has his own thoughts, Kunlun Divine Mountain is very suitable for raising spirit beasts, and at the same time, the massive resources in it have not been thoroughly explored until now.

It was okay when he first came to the periphery, but as soon as he entered the Thunder Valley, hundreds of spirit beasts rushed away, and the beast master calmly sat on his mount.

A few seconds after stepping into the Thunder Valley, he seemed to have guessed that there would be thunder falling, and he had prepared in advance.

Each spirit beast has a lightning arrester to prevent thunder, if it is just a thunderbolt, it is okay to say, but thousands of thunderbolts above the thundercloud fall neatly, and at the same time, they are accompanied by the thunder beast galloping.

For a while, thousands of spirit beasts directly died tragically in Thunder Valley, and even the beast master himself was not spared, and from then on, Thunder Valley was also called Death Valley.