Zhang Yu came out of the affairs hall, first came to the side hall, and explained the matter to Xin Yao, and then he found Yan Yuming to check his homework, and after taking care of a few words, he stepped out of the Xuan Mansion.

At this time, it was already night, but the top was full of stars, and it was unusually bright. However, compared with the star map of the previous life, this celestial dome is extremely unfamiliar, and it is not even possible to say whether the stars are shining on it, and in naturalism and celestial maps, this has not yet been determined.

But sooner or later, he'll figure it out.

He flicked his sleeves and strode forward.

In the darkness of the night, the statues of gods and monsters in the square were like living creatures crouching there ready to hunt, but they seemed to be afraid of something, and they hid in the shadows and did not dare to show it, but could only watch him go all the way along the avenue.

He seemed to be walking leisurely, but his speed was actually very fast, and it didn't take long for him to return to the residence of the school palace. At this time, the two hanging lamps in front of the door were already hanging high, illuminating the courtyard walls and flowers in and around the residence.

He pushed the door in, put the Xia Jian in his hand on the shelf on the side, Miao Danjun screamed, jumped down from the high basket, he teased Miao Danjun for a while, and personally fed some pills, then rubbed his head and let it play by itself.

After returning to the study, he called Li Qinghe to give a few brief instructions, and bluntly said that he went out this time, because of the special situation, he didn't know how long it would take to come back, and he asked him to pay more attention to himself, and if there was anything difficult, he could go to Fan Lan or Liu Guang.

In addition, the depths of Ansan are extremely dangerous, and even he himself may not be able to guarantee safety, so it is impossible to bring Miao Danjun, so he can only stay at home temporarily, but he has prepared a large amount of Dansan in advance, and let Li Qinghe feed it at a fixed time every day.

After explaining, he stretched out his hand to summon Xia Jian, returned to the quiet room, took a few pills, sat down, and fell into silence.

The next day, he woke up from his sitting.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed Xia Jian, then pulled out the blade, took a piece of cloth, and slowly wiped it.

In the dark quiet room, the blade of the sword gradually became transparent and bright as it was wiped, like a dazzling condensation. After a long time, the brilliance flickered, and then the sound of a sonorous sheath was heard.

He stood up, stepped out of the ashram with his sword, washed up, made a cup of tea, and sat down on the rooftop.

The sky was gray and blue, Jin Xi wanted to vomit before he came out, and the entire Ruiguang City seemed extremely quiet.

He watched silently, sat still and didn't move, the teacup on the desk was steaming, Miao Danjun didn't know what was coming, and squatted beside him obediently.

When the red sun rose on the horizon and pierced the light into the sky, he looked up, picked up the teacup, and the tea that had been getting cold suddenly became hot again, he calmly took a sip, and after putting it down, he stood up.

He took the cloak on the shelf and put it on, put on the pair of vermilion gloves, and put the pill that had been refined in the gap a few days ago into the sandwich of his coat pocket, and then he took the Xia Sword in his hand, went down the platform, and stepped out of the door.

Miao Danjun jumped a few times, came to the edge of the rooftop, and watched him gradually move away.

Zhang Yu walked out of the school palace, took a carriage from Nancheng out of the city gate, and stopped at the mound where the god of balances was summoned to send his body, and then he let the carriage and horses go back on their own.

When the carriage had gone away, he walked up to the mound, stretched out his hands, put on his hood, and looked over, and suddenly a cyan light suddenly appeared, and like lightning shot into the sky, and fled eastward.

After galloping for a while, he looked at the infinite sky and earth, the boundless mountains and seas below him, and always felt that something was missing at this moment, and after pondering for a while, he knew what it was.

Now, if you can come to a magnificent music, it will undoubtedly be able to relax and reflect the scene.

He couldn't help but think that there was a seal in the Xuanfu, called the "Seal of Phantom Sound", which could vibrate the spirit and cause all kinds of timbres, which could only be heard by himself or by others.

If it was up to him, many magnificent songs that he had heard in his previous life would undoubtedly be able to reappear.

He thought to himself that when he went back this time, he could fill in this seal.

Since it is difficult to fly around the hinterland of Ansan, and it is difficult to discern the exact direction inside, it is best to find an easy route to enter, and the most suitable entrance is the Honghe Pass.

At the beginning, his teacher took him and a group of disciples from there, and it was from there that he entered the depths of Ansan.

Therefore, this time he planned to go north along the Ansan Mountains, which run through the north and south of the mainland, and after seeing the Honghe Pass, he would turn inland from the route he had traveled before.

After a day in the sky, the majestic mountains appeared in front of him, and his heart was long, and he rose up in an instant, and after breaking through the clouds and mist, he looked down.

The snow-white ridges show a winding curve, and in some places reveal gray mottled rocks, and the earth is far away, which seems to be an eternal scene.

After a moment, he looked ahead again, and his speed increased slightly.

Not long after, as the sun set in the west, the sky gradually turned into night, and the light of the stars and moon fell on the mountain, and a silver line stretched far away, as if to continue to show him the way.

He wandered alone above the heavenly dome, listening to the empty echoes of the resonance between the mountain and the heavens and the earth, and kept flying forward.

As the night passed, the morning sun rose again from the east, spreading its light on the earth.

At this moment he saw in the distance a huge crack in the shape of a horse's hoof in front of him, and a rushing line of water rushed out of the dense forest and headed east.

Honghe Pass.

His gaze was fixed there, and the light on his body expanded, and his speed suddenly increased!

A flying eagle sensed something, suddenly flapped its wings, and avoided it, and then a cyan rainbow light swept through the sky in an instant, straight into the distance, and in the sky, only a long-lasting eagle chirp remained.

As he got closer to the pass, he could already see the stone fortresses built there by the Imperial Palace, and the neat and orderly arrangement of the artificially built walls and buildings presented another beauty compared to the axes and chiselings of nature.

Because there were both the army of the Imperial Protectorate and the three major armies of the Divine Captain Army gathered there, it could not be ruled out that there were alien gods in the dense forest, so he did not continue to move in a straight line, but turned west, and after making a circle, came to the north of the Honghe Pass.

Further north from here, it still belongs to the territory of the capital protectorate, and there are dozens of garrison towns, but the population of each town is not large, less than 20,000 people scattered in the vast mountains and hills.

A little farther away, more than a thousand miles away, there was another sea, which was nominally the northernmost point of the territory of the Imperial Protectorate.

At this time, his figure was slightly off, and he came to the east again, looking for the place in his memory in the direction parallel to the pass, and after a while, he saw a black mountain covered in ice and snow.

He remembered that he had come here and had been here, and after going around the circle, he had swooped down the mountain towards the southeast, and the trees below had gradually become denser, but the fog above seemed to have increased and become unusually thick.

His eyes lit up, and he could distinguish between the terrain and the mountains below and beyond.

But even so, as he went deeper, the change of scenery and the influence of some chaotic force, the sense of direction was gradually lost.

Fortunately, by this time, he had found the place he was looking for, which was a bare mountain rock, and the protruding rock mass on it was like looking back at the eagle's beak in a certain direction, which was very conspicuous.

He remembered that there was a "trail" on the mountain wall, and it was from there that his teacher took him into the hinterland of Ansan, which was also the first test of his mental concentration.

As he approached, he quickly found the "path", which was actually a rocky part of a ridge protruding from the mountain wall, intermittently forming a "path" that looked like it could lead.

And what was a dangerous place back then is nothing to him now.

At this time, he noticed that in the vacant place of the mountain rock, there were several wooden wedges on them, which were not available when he first passed by, and it was probably the work of the local natives later, perhaps some fanatical worshippers who went up to the mountains to worship or hunters who went up to the mountains to pick herbs.

The sleeves of his robe fluttered, and he stayed in the air for a while, then followed the path, slowly plunging into the dense forest, and finally fell down, resting on the thick fallen leaves.

The creatures here seemed to be alarmed, and a few small rainforest lizards crawled away from the broken tree trunks. And in his senses, at least a hundred creatures were frantically fleeing into the distance at this moment.

It was instinctive fear, as the light of his heart was like a powerful spiritual creature that had suddenly broken into this place.

Because the abnormality of the creatures was likely to alarm the natives here, it would cause unnecessary trouble, and he knew that this place was not very far from the pass, so he restrained his mind a little and cut off a lot of information about himself.

Of course, this is not entirely secure. Because some spiritual beings are very familiar with the environment in which they live, the sudden extra blank space will attract attention.

However, this situation is rare, and what he needs to focus on guarding against is actually a foreign god, and in a place where there is an altar of a different god, as long as someone who is not a believer passes by, it can be detected by it immediately, so he must deal with it carefully.

He now needed to get to a certain location in the scroll and intervene in the spiritual emotions of the owner of the scroll at the time, so that he could observe a more accurate path, but it was still a long way from there.

He looked around, remembered for a moment, then picked up Xia Jian and walked towards a place in the dense forest, he remembered that there should be an ancient ruin not far ahead, and if he found it, he could continue to go down with the remnants of the road left by the ancient times.

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