Chapter 420: 100,000 Mountains (Today's Third Update)
"These 100,000 mountains are so vast, if we don't have this map of Half Heavenly Demons, I'm afraid even if we get there, it will be difficult to find where the night sky is. β
Among the clouds in the sky, there was a layer of white cloud treasure tent shrouded outside the Demon King Lotus Platform, Luo Bei held a sheepskin map, looked at the mountains below, and said to Cai Shu and Nalan Ruoxue beside him.
100,000 mountains, east from Qinzhou, west to Quyue, across several states, mountains and forests stretch for 5 million acres, at this moment is the setting sun, look down from the high-altitude clouds, only to see countless hills undulating, among which there are many high mountains stand outstanding, towering into the clouds. The golden setting sun dyed the west side of all the peaks so golden that it looked like there were 100,000 peaks, and there was no end in sight.
Such mountains and forests across several states are more extensive than any mountain range seen in Luobei in the past, and even if Shu Mountain is put into the 100,000 mountains, it can only occupy a small corner.
"Such a place is somewhat similar to Luofu, no wonder there are such vast mountains and forests, but there are no famous mountains. β
The 100,000 mountains are also in the land of barbarians for the states of the Central Plains at this time, and Luobei, who is on the Demon King Lotus Platform, looks down and sees many mountains and forests with white light flashing, clouds and mist, densely covered with many red and yellow colors, and suddenly can't help but move in his heart.
Luo Bei could see that the white light between the mountains and forests was all streams and rivers, which seemed to have sufficient moisture, and the red and yellow colors that could be seen everywhere were thick miasma.
Obviously, in this endless mountain, even if there is a place with abundant spiritual energy, the spiritual energy is also mixed with Luofu, so it is not taken by many Xuanmen.
Luo Bei lowered his head, and then carefully looked at the map in his hand, only to see that it was written: "More than two hundred miles from east to west, it is said that there are twin peaks in the Tianshan Mountain, the mountain has twin peaks, the left peak is light, and the right peak has Tianhu..."
"It's supposed to be those two peaks. "When Luobei looked at it, he saw two peaks, which were no different from those described on the map.
Luo Bei's heart moved, and the Demon King Lotus Platform flew silently towards the two peaks in the package of the White Cloud Treasure Tent. Close, only to see that the two peaks of this Tongtian Mountain are quite steep, all cliffs, halfway up the mountain, all pine trees, vigorous and upright, white gas, look very meaningful.
According to the map, Luobei really saw that in the valley of the mountain peak on the right, there was a mirror-like Tianhu Lake, and there was at least a radius of dozens of acres. The lake water is clear, there are a lot of dark green bamboos growing on the lakeside, there is no human figure, but you can vaguely see the pavilions and pavilions built with pine logs, one of the bamboo forests, and even stretches out a wooden road, which leads to the center of the lake, as if someone is going to go to the center of the lake to get water, or take a walk to clear the heart.
"Huh?"
Luo Bei saw this Tianhu, his heart was overjoyed, because according to the map instructions of the half-faced heavenly demon, the night Motian is very likely to live here, he heard the Black Wind Ancestor and the half-faced heavenly demon have said that the night Motian is extremely eccentric in nature, and he doesn't like to see people, and as long as he looks at the people of Bigen Mountain, Luo Bei knows what quirks these people who are obsessed with one thing, so Luo Bei thought about not setting up the Demon King Lotus Platform condescendingly to anger him, and was about to put away the Demon King Lotus Terrace, but at this moment, in the sight, there were many different colors of Huaguangγ
The many rays of light of different colors were pouring in from the western sky, and they were getting closer and closer to the location of Luobei, and it seemed that they were also rushing towards Tongtian Mountain.
When the distance was closer, Luo Bei, Nalan Ruoxue, and Cai Shu could see clearly that there were about thirty cultivators who flew away, and the first two were a middle-aged man in a silver robe and a young man in a bright yellow brocade robe.
The middle-aged man in the silver robe was slender and long, with a gloomy face, while the young man in the bright yellow brocade robe had a flying and domineering aura, and the young man's detrimental momentum was somewhat similar to the aura of many Kunlun disciples before, and he had a feeling of not putting others in his eyes. Behind these two people, there were more than thirty monks, all of whom were monks in green striped robes. The style of these people's clothes is two pieces on top and bottom, and the style of the neckline, sleeve tubes and buttons is completely different from the clothing of ordinary monastic Xuanmen. And Luo Bei, Nalan Ruoxue, and Cai Shu looked at it at a glance and saw all kinds of bright lights, all of which were from the flying insects under the feet of these people.
The envoys at the feet of these people are not magic weapons and flying swords, but flying insects of different sizes.
Like the first two, the middle-aged envoy in a silver robe was a silver centipede with two wings, about a foot long. And the young man in the bright yellow brocade robe was a round, golden beetle-like flying insect.
The flight of these flying insects seems to be no less than that of flying swords, and judging from the brilliance emitted from their bodies, these flying insects seem to have been refined with some Gu refining techniques. I just don't know if there are any other wonders besides being able to fly in the sky.
"Can you see where these people come from?" Luo Bei condensed his voice into a line and passed it into Nalan Ruoxue's ears.
These magic weapon-like flying insects did not surprise Luo Bei, but the mana fluctuations on the two people at the top made Luo Bei's heart move. The mana fluctuations on the two of them were not weak, the young man in the bright yellow brocade robe seemed to be already a cultivator in the late stage of Jindan, and the middle-aged man in a silver robe seemed to be already a cultivator in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant.
Nalan Ruoxue quickly shook her head, although her knowledge was much higher than that of Luobei and Caishu, and she knew most of the sects in the world, but these people, she couldn't see the history.
At this moment, these cultivators who were envoying flying insects had already approached the top of the Heavenly Lake, and it was obvious that these people were also here for the night sky.
"Let's see. β
Luo Bei sent the voice into the ears of Cai Shu and Nalan Ruoxue, and Cai Shu and Nalan Ruoxue also had the same thoughts and nodded.
While the three of them were talking, they saw that the cultivators had all stopped, all of them had straightened their clothes, and under the leadership of the first two, they all descended to the surface of the Heavenly Lake.
After a pause, the young man in a bright yellow brocade robe, who looked a little arrogant, suddenly said loudly: "Nguyen Minh Sheng, the crown prince of the North Vietnamese Kingdom, came to meet the predecessors of the night sky. β
"The prince of Beiyue? This person is actually the prince of Beiyue, no wonder he can't see the calendar. β
As soon as the young man spoke, Luo Bei and the others were stunned. North Vietnam is a small country on the Quyue border, and its national strength has been strong in the past 100 years. In ordinary dynasties, there are also cultivators, but they have no intersection with the vast majority of Xuanmen in the world, so just like the Venerable Poison Dragon, although the cultivation is high, not many cultivators know, so Nalan Ruoxue can't see the origin of these people.
The voice of the young man standing on the surface of the lake could be heard in the distance, but there was silence around the lakeside, and there was no echo.
The young man in the bright yellow brocade shirt jumped his eyebrows, paused for a moment, and spoke aloud again, but no one responded. There was no echo from this second exit, and an unhappy look suddenly flashed on the face of the young man in brocade, "Ruan Minh Sheng, the prince of Beiyue Kingdom, come to meet the predecessors of the night sky!" The young man in brocade said again, but this time, the young man in brocade did not say a word, and the valley was like a thunderclap, shaking the lake, and the mountains and forests and the attic by the lake were all shaking violently.
But in the valley, there was still no response.
At this time, the face of the brocade-clothed young man was completely gloomy, "It seems that I recognized the wrong place, it seems that this is not the residence of the predecessors of the night skyscraper." But the trees and the houses look good, and since they don't have owners, I'll tear them down and move them back. β
"Yes!"
More than 30 cultivators behind the brocade-clothed young man bowed their bodies, listening to the order of the prince of North Vietnam to demolish the trees and houses in this place, but they saw that between the actions of these people, some of the flying insects under the seats spewed fire, as if they were going to burn all these places to ashes.
"Who says there is no owner here?"
At this moment, an old man in a blue cloth shirt suddenly appeared at the end of the wooden corridor that jutted into the lake, "It's just that my master doesn't want to see you, you should leave quickly, don't hinder my master's cultivation." β
This old man's clothes are the dress of the local Zhuang people, and the accent is also the accent of the local Zhuang people, and the mana fluctuations on his body are not weak, and he has the cultivation of the later stage of Jindan.
"Oh?"
The young man in brocade clothes looked at the old man and his eyes flashed, "So, this place is the residence of the predecessors of the night sky? In this case, please inform your master, saying that it is Ruan Mingsheng, the prince of the Beiyue Kingdom, who wants to ask the senior of the night skyscraper to go to my Beiyue country to treat my father, as long as my father can be cured, any treasures of my Beiyue country can be selected by the predecessors of the night skyscraper." β
"My master has rules, and those who don't like it will not be cured, and those who are cultivators other than friends will not be cured. And my master has already said that he does not want to see you, so leave quickly. Needless to say. The old man dressed as a local Zhuang shook his head.
The face of the young man in brocade sank: "Pretending to be a ghost! I respect you as a senior to talk to you so respectfully, and it is just that you don't want to heal at night." You don't even show up and ask such an old servant to come and talk nonsense about me, you don't take us seriously. β
"Night Motian, it's better for you to come out and talk by yourself!" As soon as Ruan Mingsheng's words fell, the middle-aged man in a silver robe beside him suddenly smiled gloomily and raised his hand towards the old man in a blue shirt.
"Well, what kind of magic weapon does this person use?"
Luo Bei, Nalan Ruoxue, and Cai Shu looked at each other at the same time.
As soon as the middle-aged man in the silver robe raised his hand, Luo Bei, Nalan Ruoxue, and Cai Shu all felt a wave of mana fluctuations, as if they had sacrificed some kind of magic weapon, and the old man in the blue robe was not slow to react, and immediately drew a circle of red light in front of him, but he didn't see any light and shadow, it seemed that the middle-aged man in the silver robe just raised his hand, and the old man trembled violently, and the red light in front of him disappeared at once, and he was suddenly picked up by the middle-aged man in the silver robe and grabbed in his hand.