Moreover, the temperature in the Black Cloud Lake is very high, and it is warm all year round, even when it snows, it does not change much.

With such good water quality, it naturally attracted many people to come and play, but these people were confined to dozens of miles south of Heiyun Lake.

Further north, the fog in the Black Cloud Lake will get thicker and thicker, and the further down you go, the thicker the fog will become, the lower the visibility, and it will be easy to get lost.

It is said that soaking in the Black Cloud Lake for a long time can make people reborn and prolong their life. There are also some legends about Black Cloud Lake, such as the two-headed python, such as the six or seven-meter-long piranha, such as the crab that spits smoke, which adds a bit of mystery to this lake.

And to the north of Heiyun Lake, is the deepest part of the Mangmang Mountains, where there are few people and there are extremely dangerous places everywhere, but there, there is a sect called "Yuxu Gate", which is located here.

These few days happen to be the annual day of recruiting disciples for the Yuxu Sect.

A group of young monks, two or three kilometers long, were walking slowly along the mountain path towards Xiuyun Peak.

Sun Yunhao walked at the back of the team, wearing an ordinary blue shirt, not even a black cloak, and raised his head from time to time as he walked.

He looks loyal and honest on the surface, but in his heart he secretly complains.

They walked for nearly three hours before they reached the end of the stone steps.

Xiuyun Peak is not very high, according to common sense, he should have reached the peak a long time ago, but now, he is still in the middle of the peak. More than ten meters behind him, several monks also noticed him and began to whisper.

Sun Yunhao's divine sense was so powerful, and these monks didn't hide anything, so he heard the conversation between the two clearly.

"What's the situation, we've been walking for a long time, and we haven't reached the peak yet?"

"Hey, don't you see a cloud on the road, the shape of this cloud, why does it feel familiar to me? I noticed that as time went on, the scenery on both sides of the road kept repeating itself. I've been staring at that cloud for a long time, and although it occasionally floats by, it seems to have been following us. ”

"Could it be that there is some deep illusion in this mountain that keeps us walking around in it?"

"Eight or nine is not far from ten, I think most of it is intentional by the people of the Spirit Void Gate, let me ask a person, if you don't have enough patience, how can you go further on the road of cultivating immortals. Our monks must have great perseverance. ”

"That's right, don't worry about so much, let's just take our time, after all, the Spirit Void Gate will not refuse all of us."

Sun Yunhao also nodded when he heard the conversation of these people, he also found this strange cloud, and it seemed that something was coming from the cloud.

Sun Yunhao didn't know that at this moment, in the midst of a white cloud, there were three people, two men and one woman, all of whom had the strength of the early stage of foundation building, and were talking to each other.

A tall, handsome, delicate face, holding a magic weapon in the shape of a jasper disc in his hand, said to a female cultivator beside him: "Senior Sister Lu, you see, these two boys can actually see the formation we have laid out, and they are also a good seedling. But compared to you, it's a world of difference. ”

When the female cultivator surnamed Lu heard this, she smiled slightly, and her already delicate face, coupled with two faint red glows, looked even more attractive.

"Senior Brother Gu thinks too highly of me, among us foundation building disciples, none of us are as talented as Senior Brother Leng, he is a rare ice-based alien spirit root, coupled with his Seven Xuan Cold Body, cultivating ice-based exercises can get twice the result with half the effort, I can't compare to him." The woman surnamed Lu suddenly spoke.

This "Senior Brother Leng" really lives up to his reputation, there is no expression on his pale face, if Sun Yunhao is allowed to see him, he will definitely associate him with a "zombie".

He turned a deaf ear to the conversation between the two, and just looked calmly at the army of immortal cultivators below. "The monk who walked at the front had a strong divine mind, far surpassing the monks of the same rank. And, you talk to him, he seems to hear it all. ”

"Wouldn't it? He is just a monk who cultivates qi at the eleventh level, no matter how strong his divine thoughts are, how strong can he be? Although we didn't set up any spells to isolate sound, how could a mere Qi refining stage cultivator be able to see it in this Phantom Cloud Array. ”

The tall young man didn't believe it, at this time he was holding back a nameless anger in his heart, as soon as he heard that there was any weird genius, he was upset, there are so many excellent spiritual roots and physiques in this immortal cultivation world, why is it not him!

"Hehe, this may not be, Senior Brother Leng rarely looks at the wrong person, this time the head of the sect asked him to be in charge of the selection of new disciples, and the two of us are just doing it. Brother Leng, you see it's time to let the juniors into the mountains, right? As soon as the female cultivator interrupted, she told the "zombie-faced" youth about the main purpose of their trip.

"Okay, let's go, let's go up to the viewing platform. Senior Brother Gu, please put away the illusion path in the Phantom Cloud Array for me. "Zombie Face" was polite, but there was an unmistakable majesty in his tone.

"Yes!" The tall young man replied respectfully. He held the jade plate high, chanted words in his mouth, pinched a magic decision with his left hand, and a spiritual power was injected into the jade plate.

On the endless bluestone staircase, there were some sharp-eyed monks who spotted a cloud floating in mid-air.

I saw three monks in white robes, each stepping on a turquoise flute, a piece of pink and white silk, and a crystal clear ice sword standing in the air.

"What a powerful foundation monk! Judging from the clothes on their bodies, they should be people from the Spirit Void Gate. ”

"Imperial Weapon! This is an immortal cultivator in the foundation building period! ”

"That monk with the flute is so handsome!"

"The fairy in the middle is the most beautiful!"

"What do you know, this crystal clear ice sword is the strongest, and it is definitely a top-level magic weapon!"

"The best magic weapon?!"

"When will I be able to step on a superb magic weapon, the sword?"

"Don't think anyone can have the best magic weapon. Monks in the foundation building period, everyone has a good magic weapon, but not everyone has a magic weapon! ”

"Don't waste time, let's go!"

The disciples of the Qi Refining Stage on the mountain path were suddenly in an uproar, and their speed was a little faster.

About half an hour later, Sun Yunhao and the others finally reached the peak of Xiuyun Peak.

The first thing that appeared in front of him was a memorial arch that was thirty or forty zhang high and made of a piece of white jade, on which three vigorous and powerful "Wanghu Terraces" were written in vigorous and powerful fonts.