He took out the jade slip, put it on his forehead, carefully identified it, and determined that this island was the Grand Canyon that Aunt You said.

The snakes everywhere made Guo Yang feel very uncomfortable.

In the jungle, there are large areas of snake trees, which are eeriely dark green, and they are full of snakes.

Guo Yang chose a tall tree, cleared out a place, and built a shack on it. He also used a small secret technique to isolate the surrounding area from the tooth-sore snake from entering.

After settling down in the shack, Guo Yang began to meditate and rest.

Gradually, Guo Yang fell asleep.

Controlling the flying boat with all his full attention along the way, and rushing day and night, really exhausted him.

In the middle of the night, Guo Yang was suddenly awakened by a violent and dull thunder.

For a while, it crackled and rained.

The rain lasted for three months at a time, and it didn't stop for a moment.

Guo Yang hid in the shack for three months, feeling that he was about to become moldy.

However, Guo Yang was not idle, he continued to swallow pills, meditate and cultivate, and continued to make his chaotic yin and yang qi more refined.

Guo Yang had never seen such a long rain.

The only thing he couldn't tolerate was that there was no way to absorb the light particles of the sun, moon and stars here.

Hiding from the rain in the shack at the top of the tree for three months made Guo Yang feel that the cracks in his bones were wet. It's so hard.

Finally, in the middle of the day, the rain stopped.

The clouds soon dispersed, and a round of sun hung high in the sky.

All the creatures on the Grand Canyon have been soaked in the long rain for three months, and as soon as the sun shines, they grow wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Especially the bushes and the snakes that are densely packed inside, because they grow too fast, make terrible noises.

Guo Yang looked at the strange scene in front of him in surprise, a little unable to believe his eyes.

This is the first time I have seen the power of life so fierce.

Even Guo Yang himself can strongly feel that his physical body is beginning to move, and it seems that he wants to grow like crazy.

Guo Yang was a little remorseful, if he knew that there was such an effect, if he was drenched in the rain for three months, it is estimated that his skills would skyrocket a lot.

However, it's just a matter of thinking.

Just when Guo Yang was observing the crazy growth of jungle creatures, a clear and violent birdsong rolled from the east of the island, and the whole island seemed to tremble slightly in this birdsong, and the dew on the leaves of the plants that had not yet dried was shaken off one after another, and the ground was brushed with a sound, like a heavy rain.

The snakes that were growing wildly stopped all of a sudden, as if they had been immobilized.

Guo Yang hurriedly hid his body and breath, and only released a trace of divine thought, as if he were nothing, he probed in the direction of the birdsong.

A big inky black bird, wrapped in a gust of wind, like a black lightning, flew to the Grand Canyon in the blink of an eye.

The blackbird found a towering tree and landed on the top of the tree, its wings hanging low, like a king.

The blackbird is seven or eight feet long, and it looks unusually athletic. In particular, its large iron hook-like beak, about half a zhang long, with shining black scales, is full of deterrent power.

All the snakes in the entire Grand Canyon were crawling on the ground, trembling, and none of them dared to escape, obediently waiting for the king of the sky to pick a picky eater.

Guo Yang noticed that this big black bird was actually a sixth-order top-level beast demon!

This blackbird was the most powerful beast demon Guo Yang had ever seen, much more powerful than the giant-eyed eagle that chased him to the point before.

Guo Yang quietly hid in the shack, not daring to let out any breath.

He felt a little stronger than the snakes, but only a little.

He estimated that the huge wings of this blackbird could be knocked out twenty or thirty feet like a dead dog.

The blackbird didn't even look at the weak snakes.

It glanced proudly, and finally found several giant pythons of seventy or eighty feet in a jungle, curled up in a ball, hiding there and shivering.

The blackbird's hanging wings slammed into the largest python with the sound of the air being torn.

The python didn't dare to dodge, but just stretched out a huge triangular head in the direction of the sky and let out a desperate wail.

In an instant, the blackbird's huge claws had inserted into the python's body, lifting the entire python and flying back to the top of the towering tree.

Along the way, a small half of the python's thirty or forty zhang long body was still dragging on the ground, pulling the dark green jungle out of a trench several zhang wide, and a large amount of dark green blood sprayed all the way.

The blackbird was much smaller than the python, but he lifted the python lightly and looked at it, and with a flash of the giant beak, a snake gall the size of a head was taken out raw.

The blackbird glanced at the snake gall with satisfaction, opened his mouth and swallowed it.

Then, it began to peck at the python slowly.

The whole pecking process took an hour, and a python that was a hundred times bigger than it was eaten by it.

The blackbird swept its eyes back to the jungle.

......

The blackbird devoured five pythons, and then he gave a huge burp.

It looked up in satisfaction, let out a long whistle, and flew away to the east.

The entire Grand Canyon slowly came back to life, and the jungle and snakes began to grow wildly again.

After Guo Yang and the other blackbirds flew away for a cup of tea or so, they quietly turned into a blue light and followed behind.

The blackbird kept flying eastward, and did not change any direction, neither fast nor slow, as if he had eaten and drunk enough and went out for a walk.

Along the way, it is the only king.

Guo Yang believes that this is indeed the case.

He landed all the way behind the blackbird and followed, and found that those fourth- and fifth-order beast demons in the forest were actually shocked by its might, and they had already fled with their heads in their hands, where did they dare to take the lead!

This also made Guo Yang save a lot of trouble, and he followed all the way, but he didn't encounter a single beast demon.

Three days later, the blackbird arrived at a vast lake.

Guo Yang vaguely remembered that this lake should be Yunmengze in the land of Bashu.

Yunmengze is a place where several great rivers converge and are raised, covering a wide area, no less than 3,000 miles.

There is a big lake of more than 500 miles here, and the surrounding small lakes are dotted with small lakes, the rivers and lakes are not divided, and the clouds are steaming all the year round, and it is magnificent.

"This Yun Mengze is indeed worthy of its name! This place is full of spiritual energy, the scenery is quite good, and it is a good place to cultivate. It's just that this place is just sandwiched between the sphere of influence of the Xianxia Sect and the Blood Demon Sect, a place that the two major cultivation sects have been fighting for for tens of thousands of years. ”

Guo Yang secretly warned himself in his heart that he would never dare to act rashly, otherwise, whether it was the Xianxia Sect or the Blood Demon Sect, they would not be vegetarians!

After all these years of hard work, Guo Yang is no longer a rookie in Xiuzhen back then. He understood that whether it was the so-called Righteous Path Sect or the so-called Evil Demon Outer Dao, for the sake of cultivating resources, they would never be merciful.

Guo Yang just wanted to sneak into Yunmengze, get a piece of Jianmu Linggen, and immediately slap his ass and leave after he succeeded.

"I can't afford to provoke it, Lao Tzu can always afford to hide!" Guo Yang thought to himself, secretly carrying the "Turtle Breath Law Decision", and directly pressed his cultivation into a mortal without any spiritual power.

There is an unwritten rule in the cultivation realm, that is, you must not kill mortals at will.

Although, in many cases, once those cultivators exert their great mana, where can they care about the life and death of mortals, it is often the immortals who fight and the mortals suffer.

But in some special areas, mortals may be safer than cultivators. For example, in Yunmengze, where the two major sects confront each other, once the righteous people and the evil demons meet, it is often a life-and-death fight.

Mortals are not righteous or demons, but they may be safer.

Guo Yang followed the direction of the blackbird and quietly touched Yunmengze.

The blackbird flew proudly across the lake, heading for an island in the middle of the lake far away, stirring up waves several feet high along the way, with an astonishing sound.