The blood-colored young man smiled bitterly: "The mantle of Panwu Immortal Venerable has been passed down, and the agreement between me and Panwu Immortal Venerable is completed." Of course I'm going to get out of there. ”

"Dare to ask who you are?" He Jiangxiu asked.

The blood-colored young man operated a divine sense, unscrupulously probing He Jiangxiu's strength, and then said: "I can't hide it, I am a disciple of the Hanging Academy, Ji Changkong. ”

"Hanging Academy?" He Jiangxiu was stunned when he heard this name. He Jiangxiu thought that he knew about the forces on the Shengwu Continent, but this so-called Hanging Academy was the first time he had heard of it.

The blood-colored young man Ji Changkong saw He Jiangxiu's confused appearance, so he said, "You haven't heard of the Hanging Academy, and it is reasonable. On this continent, those who can know about the Hanging Academy, excluding the disciples and elders in the academy, will not exceed the number of five fingers. ”

"In the lower Lingyun Sect disciple, He Jiangxiu. He Jiangxiu said frankly, arched his hand towards Ji Changkong, and said.

Ji Changkong said: "The Hanging Academy is in the Arctic Ice Field, if you want, you can come with me." Go to see the dean, the dean once said that the monks who have obtained the inheritance of the mantle of Panwu Immortal Venerable, if they want, can come to the Hanging Academy to visit, and if they are willing, they can also join the Hanging Academy. ”

"I am already a disciple of Lingyun Sect, so naturally I can't join other forces. However, he was a little curious about the Hanging Academy. He Jiangxiu said. A force hidden in the Arctic ice fields clearly has a lot of origins.

Ji Changkong nodded and said, "Then you have to follow me." ”

Ji Changkong said, and a white light flashed under his feet. He Jiangxiu sensed that in this white divine light, there was an extremely pure space power, although it could not directly tear the space apart, but it made Ji Changkong's body speed increase to the peak state.

He Jiangxiu saw that Ji Changkong turned into white light, and flew hundreds of steps away in an instant, he didn't dare to be careless, and he didn't care about the two bears that fell to the ground, and activated the chaotic sword qi.

However, He Jiangxiu soon discovered that just the operation of the chaotic sword qi was fundamentally the speed of Ji Changkong. Seeing that the distance between Ji Changkong and himself was getting longer and longer, He Jiangxiu couldn't help but urge the Huangquan Holy Sword and chased after him.

The turbulent river surged at He Jiangxiu's feet, and above the Huangquan Holy River, a magnificent bridge lay between the vast snowfields. He Jiangxiu harnessed the chaotic sword qi, jumped onto the Nai He Bridge, and flew thousands of miles between breaths.

Ji Changkong saw He Jiangxiu chasing after him, his pace was ingenious and fast, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace again. Gently skimming the snow, like a flowing wind, it seems that the whole person has merged with the snowfield.

He Jiangxiu watched Ji Changkong fly over the snowfield, his steps were light, and he didn't seem to show his full strength. He Jiangxiu speculated that if Ji Changkong used all his strength to launch his body, He Jiangxiu would definitely not be able to catch up.

However, He Jiangxiu's body speed had already surprised Ji Changkong.

Following Ji Changkong's back, He Jiangxiu flew through the Arctic ice field for three days. In these three days, He Jiangxiu and Ji Changkong did not have any stay, if it weren't for the four seas of knowledge in He Jiangxiu's mind, why Jiang Xiu provided a steady stream of strength, I'm afraid He Jiangxiu would have lost Ji Changkong a long time ago.

On the fourth day, He Jiangxiu suddenly saw a magnificent building appear in the vast snow, quiet and serene.

From a distance, it looks like a city in the snow. The tall city walls block the wind and frost of the outside world. He Jiangxiu also felt that streams of warm currents were being released from the city, spreading into the cold wind and snow outside, and soon dissipated.

"There's a hanging school in front of you. Ji Changkong's voice floated over, followed the wind and snow, and entered He Jiangxiu's eardrums.

He Jiangxiu just nodded, and between breaths, he flew under the city with Ji Changkong.

"Open!" Ji Changkong snorted lightly, took out a white talisman from his arms, and flipped his hands, and the talisman fell on the city wall. Suddenly, the city gate opened, and a warm breath like spring flowed out of it.

Ji Changkong waved his hand towards He Jiangxiu and said, "Let's go in." ”

He Jiangxiu was silent, followed behind Ji Changkong, and leaped in. After entering the city, He Jiangxiu secretly exclaimed, he seemed to have come to another world, in this city, the scene was completely different from the wind, snow and cold outside.

In the city, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the four seasons are like spring. Everywhere there are verdant trees, and the smell of spring is warm. In this city, He Jiangxiu felt the breath of life, and also felt the power of pure origin.

When He Jiangxiu stepped into the city, the Eternal Origin Dao in his body suddenly became agitated, as if he had been summoned, and he wanted to fly out of He Jiangxiu's body.

"What's going on?" He Jiangxiu, who was following Ji Changkong, said secretly, and hurriedly ran the exercises, mobilized the power of the five elements, and suppressed this impulse.

Ji Changkong seemed to be nothing, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards a tall palace in the city. He Jiangxiu in the back didn't dare to stay, and hurriedly caught up.

At this time, He Jiangxiu also saw some other monks, jumping repeatedly in the tall buildings. The speed of these monks' bodies is very subtle, as fast as lightning, and they seem to be able to tear through the void and directly move space.

He Jiangxiu quietly ran out of the Delusional Eye, probed towards a monk, and found that the monk was just a cultivator in the mana realm, and his body speed was already comparable to that of a master in the Qianyuan realm.

This Ji Changkong's strength is at least above the Vientiane realm. He Jiangxiu speculated that Ji Changkong's speed had not been fully demonstrated, otherwise, He Jiangxiu would not have been able to follow Ji Changkong's footsteps and come to this mysterious world.

He Jiangxiu wanted to ask Ji Changkong, what kind of place was this. But He Jiangxiu looked at Ji Changkong's expressionless face, and stopped talking several times.

"This hall is the cultivation place of the dean of my Hanging Academy. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter. You're an outsider, so be careful. Ji Changkong suddenly said to He Jiangxiu.

He Jiangxiu hurriedly said, "Yes, yes." ”

Whoosh!

Two white rays of light fell in front of the temple. Immediately, the Eternal Origin Dao Method in He Jiangxiu's body became restless again. The power of the five elements in the dantian suddenly erupted, and it was about to rush out of He Jiangxiu's body.

"What's going on!" He Jiang cultivated the secret path and forcibly operated the Eternal Mystery Method in the Eternal Origin Dao Method, which suppressed the Panwu Origin Great Immortal Technique and suppressed the uncontrolled power of the Five Elements.

Ji Changkong bowed to this hall and said loudly: "Disciple Ji Changkong, I have come to meet the Dean Supreme. ”

"Oh, Changkong is back, come in quickly!" A vicissitudes of sound sounded from the main hall, and at the same time, the big hall in front of He Jiangxiu burst open, gushing out a strong force, enveloping himself and Ji Changkong into it.

In the main hall.

A withered old man in a white Taoist robe was sitting cross-legged on a futon, meditating with his back to He Jiangxiu. In front of the old man, there is a majestic Buddha statue, golden and beautiful.

When He Jiangxiu saw this Buddha statue, the eternal grievances in his body became uncontrollably agitated. In a trance, He Jiangxiu seemed to feel that this Buddha statue was somewhat similar to Panwu Immortal Venerable.

He Jiangxiu didn't dare to look at the Buddha statue again, and then his divine sense fell on the old man's body. However, a heavy divine power was quickly released from the old man's body, blocking He Jiangxiu's divine sense.

"Dean. Ji Changkong called softly, bent down, and looked respectful.

The old man turned around abruptly, showing his true face.

"Panwu Immortal Venerable!" He Jiangxiu immediately exclaimed when he saw this old man, and he didn't care about Ji Changkong's instructions to him before, and he had to act carefully. At this time, in He Jiangxiu's heart, it was all occupied by surprise.

The old man was silent, waved his hand, and said, "I'm not Panwu Immortal Venerable. I am the junior brother of Panwu Immortal Venerable, and I am also his own brother, a Qianji Daoist. ”

"Thousand Machines Daoist?" He Jiangxiu said secretly, "The junior is rude. ”

This Thousand Machine Daoist didn't seem to care, but he had a kind look on his face and asked, "What's your name, you have obtained the mantle inheritance of Panwu Immortal Venerable?"

"Exactly. In Xia He Jiangxiu, he is a disciple of Lingyunmen. He Jiangxiu nodded and replied. Lingyun Gate is one of the ten sects of the Immortal Dao today, no matter how closed this suspended school is, as the dean, the people of Qianji Dao should also know Lingyun Gate.

The Thousand Machine Daoist continued to ask, "But there are still people who have obtained the inheritance of the mantle of Panwu Immortal Venerable?"

"There's one more. It's called Feng Baopu. He is the senior brother of the younger generation. There are some grievances with the younger generations. He Jiangxiu replied very clearly.

The Thousand Machines Daoist was still smiling and asked, "Do you know where Panwu Immortal Venerable is now?"

"In the sect of the younger generation, the Lingyun Sect. He Jiangxiu said one by one, and did not intend to hide it. Since this Thousand Machines Daoist is the younger brother of Panwu Immortal Venerable, it is reasonable to inquire about the whereabouts of Panwu Immortal Venerable.

When the Thousand Machines Daoist heard He Jiangxiu's answer, he sighed and muttered, "Brother would rather stay in Lingyun Gate than come back?"

At this time, Ji Changkong took out a dark yellow letter from his bosom and handed it to the hands of the Thousand Machine Daoist, while saying, "Dean, this is what Panwu Immortal Venerable has entrusted me to transfer to you." ”

"Oh, brother's letter?" When the Thousand Machines Daoist saw this letter, a strange color suddenly flashed in his originally dim eyes, and he immediately grabbed it, opened it, and immersed his divine sense.

In just three breaths, the Thousand Machine Daoist gathered his divine consciousness back, and then lamented, "My brother still hasn't forgiven me." Still, he didn't want my Suspended Academy to die. Finally, he told me the secret left by his master. ”

Qianji Daoist raised his head and said to Ji Changkong and He Jiangxiu: "The task of saving my suspended academy will fall on the two of you!"