Dragon Hill is an extremely famous place in this area.

A gentle hill no more than fifty meters high, crisscrossing from north to south, lies on the westernmost side of the Southern Regions, and only separates the Ice and Snow Pavilion on one side. Legend has it that this Dragon Hill was the dividing line between the Southern and Western Regions tens of thousands of years ago, when there was no Endless Forest. However, the Endless Forest obviously disagrees with this statement, and feels that the Southern Regions have been taken advantage of, so it redivides the entire continent according to its own wishes.

Therefore, there is still a big difference between the division of the four domains today and the division of the four domains 40,000 years ago.

Zhang Ledao hurriedly set off from the sentry city, all the way to the east, a distance of more than 100 kilometers, and arrived in less than half an hour. From a distance, this dragon hill spans many thousands of miles from north to south, and it does not bend at all, as if it is measured by a ruler! This can't help but make Zhang Ledao curious, whether this is the magic of heaven and earth or the ancient power to write the proof of his own existence!

"There are two legends about this Dragon Hill, do you want to hear it" Da Ming's voice sounded in Zhang Ledao's mind at the right time.

"Let's talk about it!" Zhang Ledao said as he slowed down and continued to walk slowly in the direction of Longqiu.

"The first theory is that this is the spiritual vein that is nurtured by heaven and earth, and it is the place where the dragon qi of the southern region gathers! Therefore, a true dragon is being bred under this dragon hill! The villagers who hold this view worship this dragon hill as a god, and come here to pray and worship every time there is a drought or flood, so that the true dragon can intervene and stop the disaster. Another theory is that this dragon hill is the ancient two powerful battles, a flying sword out, three million miles of land annihilation, dragon hill throughout the entire southern region, later, this battle remains because of the murderous aura, ordinary villagers are easy to get injured when they are close to it, so countless people near Longqiu are buried with soil and stones, and over time this has become what Longqiu looks like today. ”

"Then Da Ming, what do you think?" Zhang Ledao did have a hint of interest in this Dragon Hill and asked

"Da Ming also knows very little about this, and what he gets is nothing more than stealing other people's memories. ”

"You say stealing other people's memories?" Zhang Ledao is very perceptive. He always thought that Da Ming could directly see through what he was thinking, but Da Ming refused to admit it!

Daming: "......"

Zhang Le said: "I actually want to ask, then you should bring your own lie detector function!"

Da Ming: "Low-level monks don't need it, high-level monks Da Ming can't see through it!

"Then what memories can you steal as a cultivator, and what are the conditions?"

"One order higher than the host, the following can be!"

"That's good! I've got one more life-saving stunt after that! But then again, can you please not peep at the idea of being hungry, it's going to make me uncomfortable!"

"If you get used to it, you get used to it!"

"No!

"Don't retreat! Da Ming needs to control the host's ideological dynamics around the clock!"

......

The two of them stumbled in their minds, but the journey under their feet was not slow, and they soon arrived at a small village near Longqiu.

Da Ming: "Go and ask them, maybe they know the true story of Longqiu!"

Zhang Le said: "The most important thing is to ask them if they have seen Ziqian!"

Only then did the two reach a consensus.

Entering the village, the living environment here is much worse than Zhang Ledao thought! The whole village is in tatters, it can be said that there is not a single intact house, and the roof panels are either thatch or some kind of brown leather that has been sewn and repaired many times. From the outside, the house looks crumbling, as if a strong wind can blow down the entire village.

When Zhang Ledao was not adopted by his master, that village was much richer than this! At least in terms of living environment, it was much better! Because it was close to the forest, there were many hunters in the village, and there were also a few "immortals" with cultivation talents, so the local sect took care of that village.

That's why Zhang Ledao can live so "nourishingly" when those villagers turn a blind eye.

Zhang Ledao has been a pampered "upper-class person" and "post-wave" for so many years, and he has some resistance to such a dilapidated environment.

Of course, this does not prevent Zhang Ledao from eagerly wanting to know something.

"Hello this old man!" Zhang Ledao smiled, went up and patted the old man in front of him, he was dirty, I don't know what kind of stains were on his clothes, and he exuded a stinky smell.

"Oh, hello! Young man, you're a foreigner!"

Zhang Le said: "Yes, uncle, I just came to ask for directions." ”

"Oh, that's it! people can't see clearly when they're old, but I listen to the voice, you're not from here! What do you want to know?"

The old man turned around slowly, with a kind smile on his face, and spoke calmly.

"Oh! I want to ask you if anyone has been passing through here these days!"

"Yes, and there are many! There are immortals, flying from the sky!" the old man seemed to suddenly come to his senses, as if he had seen how amazing the "immortals" were.

Being able to fly in the sky is basically above the god of transformation! It can be seen that this batch of strength is extraordinary.

But this is not sure whether Ziqian and the others have passed through here.

Zhang Ledao was thinking, and suddenly a projection appeared in his mind again! The three of them seemed to be still running away, coming towards Zhang Ledao's village. All these positioning and information are presented in a mysterious and mysterious wonderful induction, although it is a picture, but many of the information that cannot be presented on the screen at all appears in their minds inexplicably.

It is also impossible to see who the people are on this screen, but it seems that the heavens have told them the names of those three people. Including "Come to your own village!" This mysterious and mysterious thought and thought automatically came to mind when I saw that picture.

Zhang Ledao felt more and more that the picture was not a picture at all! It was a piece of information, or even a sentence! It was the language and words transmitted by the Heavenly Dao!

Zhang Ledao thought about this, and was suddenly shocked! The language and words of the Heavenly Dao were actually transmitted in the form of a painting! It seems that there is such a possibility!

"Are you an immortal, young man?"

"Uh...... Yes!" Zhang Ledao thought for a moment, he seemed to be really an immortal in their mouth!

"Wow!ha!Old man, I've lived sixty years old, and it's the first time I've had an immortal talk to me!Hahaha!" The old man suddenly danced with his hands!

This place is relatively remote, because the Ice and Snow Pavilion used to ban the surrounding thousands of miles as a forbidden area for monks, which led to the fact that most of the monks in this area had never seen the so-called immortals.

I think it's because of this that they are so excited.

"Shangxian, I don't know if I can go to the house with the old man to sit down, so that my family can get a little immortal energy......" The old man's tone was a little trembling, excited and cautious, probably because he thought that Zhang Ledao was kind to speak, so he dared to try it like this.

"Hmm......" Zhang Ledao thought for a while, feeling that he could wait for Ziqian here, so he agreed. Where can I hear the story of this dragon hill!

This dragon mound has stood here for many years, and the appearance alone is not ordinary! I can't tell what treasures can be dug up inside.

The village was very small, and it was not a short walk to the old man's house.

The old man has two sons at home, the eldest son has gone out to do farm work, and the younger son is resting today.

"Erzhu! Hurry up! I invited the immortal back, come out to greet you. ”

Before he reached the door, the old man shouted excitedly into the house.

The second child who seemed to be chopping firewood in the house forgot to put down the firewood knife in his hand, and immediately rushed out!

"What, Dad, you said you invited a flying immortal from the sky?"

"Then what's not! Dad will not be able to lie to you! This little brother next to me is a real immortal!" the old man raised his chin, quite proud.

"Dad, don't be kidding! I know you've always had some dreams of cultivating immortals! But I've heard that immortals are infinitely powerful, flying to the sky, and omnipotent! But look at him, he doesn't look as strong as me!" Erzhu looked Zhang Ledao behind the old man up and down with suspicious eyes, his face full of disbelief.

"Hey! Erzhu! Don't be rude! It is said that people can't look good, and the sea can't be measured! Immortals are good at immortals, and they don't rely on strength! Go and prepare some tea, let's invite the immortals to come in and sit down!" The old man waved his hand to stop Erzhu and told him to go in and prepare tea.

Even though Erzhu didn't believe it, he still couldn't slack off on what his father ordered! Moreover, this is not the way of hospitality!

The old man hurriedly invited Zhang Ledao in, and then asked the two daughters-in-law to hurry up and prepare tables and chairs.

The old man's house has three houses, all of which are dilapidated, but the yard is quite tidy, and there is a small pavilion in the center of the yard, even though it is simple, you can see that the person who decorates it is still very emotional.

"Sit down!" The old man personally poured Zhang Ledao a cup of tea, the teacup was already rotten, and the edges were all gaps, and it was absolutely cut off when used!

"Old Bo Mo should be polite! I have an easy-going personality and don't like so much red tape!" Zhang Ledao waved his hand to sit him down, and then continued

"I happened to pass by, I don't know where this is?" Zhang Ledao took the lead in asking questions and grasped the initiative.

"Shangxian, this place is called Huangshi Village, backed by Longqiu, the old man's family is surnamed Huang, we have lived here for generations, I heard that our world is the sphere of influence of the Immortal Ice and Snow Pavilion!

"Longqiu, are you talking about this small gentle slope behind the village?" Zhang Ledao pretended to be surprised.

"Yes! This is Longqiu! Legend has it that two masters fought a decisive battle thousands of years ago, and a sword split the heavens and the earth, running millions of miles, and forming a sword mark! The sword qi in the sword mark ravaged the surrounding people day and night, and everyone around couldn't live anymore! Therefore, I asked the immortal to take action and fill in this ravine, and later people were afraid that the sword qi would rush out and wreak havoc again, so everyone who passed through this place would leave a piece of earth and stone here, and after tens of thousands of years, this dragon hill was formed!" the old man said, and his face once again appeared childlike pride.

"When the old man was back, he also went up the mountain every day to transport soil and stones, and this dragon hill stretched for millions of miles, and I also had a credit for the old man!"

"Oh, that's how it is!" Zhang Ledao pretended to realize suddenly!

"But there are people in other villages who don't think so, and the two villages often fight because of this!