Chen Anzhi continued to walk along the long road of the starry sky, suddenly stopped and untied the wine gourd and poured a big sip of wine, when the next step fell, the golden sea of spirit rolled up and the waves soared into the sky, the two petals of golden lotus swayed slightly, his body was submerged by the breeze and golden light, turning into a golden ray and passing away.

Time only passed a stick of incense, the starry sky long road above the sound of crisp cracking, look up, only to see the sky crack a crack, fell out of a thousand zhang green mountain, and sprinkled a piece of rain, around the mountain into a thousand zhang sea, in this side of the world, the mountains and the sea depend on each other.

Thousands of green mountains are nameless, falling abruptly on the long road, piercing into the sky.

There are no waves in the sea, and it is comfortably surrounded by the foot of the towering green mountains, which is as quiet as flat land.

Chen An's previous figure arrived in front of the Wanzhang Sea, a round of white jade plate rose, the sea was full of bright moons, and under the clear light, there was a stagnant blue sea, and the verdant and turquoise mountains in the distance.

Picking leaves hurried behind him, his eyes touched the mountains and seas that appeared out of thin air, and he was stunned at first, and wondered: "This is?"

Chen Anzhi was silent for a long time, and only after a long time did he say: "A few birds fell into the sea, and thousands of green mountains leaned on the building alone. ”

Picking Ye raised his head and looked at Qingshan worriedly, "Isn't this a poem that He An wrote back then?"

Chen Anzhi looked at the mountain, his good-looking eyebrows and eyes curved slightly, "Even if there is a Qianzhang Mountain in front of me, so what? I have a sword to open the mountain, and I am still not afraid of the sea under my feet, I have a long sword to go through the sea, He Anzai said so." ”

Walking here, Chen Anzhi finally had some clarity, mentioning the thousands of mountains and seas, he guessed that it was probably the level set by the little guy, and the mirage in front of the cliff gate before, in fact, there was no need to break the realm at all, and there was no means to break the realm, as he said before, a sword cut is the most perfect means.

Chen Anzhi didn't go forward, he sat down directly, and sighed slightly, "Watching the mountains and knowing the sword intent, listening to the sea and the three lives, this little guy doesn't know who he was infected by, but he just likes the mountains and rivers, and he really can't talk well." ”

He An has emphasized to Chen Anzhi more than once about the mountains and seas, and if you think about it, he has also said a lot of shocking things, first comparing the monks of the five places in the three states to the furnace ding, and then proposing that the five places in the three states are all mountains, and the four seas are leveled, which is called the mountains and seas, and there are other mountains and seas outside this mountain and sea, but they are far apart, so they don't know each other.

Chen Anzhi has always maintained a convinced attitude towards this, although the three states and five places have existed for tens of thousands of years, and they have never heard of the existence of other mountains and seas in the world, but if this is the case, then where does the Arctic Immortal Road lead?

Moreover, when the two of them first landed in the Arctic Immortal Land, they did see the corpse that fell from behind the door, and the aura and texture in the body were completely different from the corpses of the monks in the three states and five places.

Chen Anzhi didn't know, but he felt that He Anzai must know some clues, but unfortunately this little guy didn't know what happened now, he didn't believe that He Anzai would die, not only because He Anzai was the lord of the world, but also because he had been with He Anzai for a long time, he knew better than anyone how terrible that scholarly boy was, and no one knew what kind of place he would stand on.

Chen Anzhi sat on the shore of the sea, closed his eyes, it was very quiet here, occasionally there was the sound of the wind, tickling the sea, rushing towards him, he slowly ran the technique of breathing, the golden spiritual sea in his body was rippling, and the rhythmic fluctuations with his breathing, at the same time, gradually the mountains and seas seemed to move, sometimes the mountains were in the sea, sometimes the sea shrunk the mountains and streams, extremely peculiar, this side of the world seemed to fall into a very peculiar rhythm.

The sound of clothes rubbing and moving was clear in this silent place, and the chaotic footsteps accompanied by the sound of talking came behind him.

There was a come.

Picking leaves was alarmed by the sound, looking back suspiciously, only to see more than a dozen young boys and girls walking towards this side in the back, picking leaves not only frowned, different from the previous scene, this group of people in front of them is really alive in the world, with vigorous vitality.

And the boys and girls were obviously stunned, all of them were calm, and they didn't talk left and right anymore, they were all stunned and looked at the strange scene in front of them.

The waves move with the breath of the man sitting cross-legged on the ground, the waves are white when he inhales, and the waves slowly recede when he exhales, during which a wisp of gold in the waves dehydrates and falls on the man's body, as if engraved words are imprinted on the skin.

"Aren't we the first to come in?"

"I haven't heard of anyone else ahead of us. ”

After a while, the group of people began to talk in a low voice, and some eyes secretly looked at the two opposite.

And Picking Leaves was shocked and also looking at the group of people opposite, most of these young boys and girls were dressed luxuriously, and most of them had a hint of immaturity on their faces, presumably the disciples of a big sect somewhere went out for trials, but how could these nineteen ghosts suddenly appear in this group of people, this is a point that Picking Leaves has always been unable to figure out.

Tuoba Wei is the older of this group of people, and he is fortunate to be the first batch of disciples to enter the Thousands of Sects, with rich experience, but he volunteered to take the lead, he stared at the young man who had been sitting there quietly from beginning to end, and couldn't help frowning slightly, although he was not the strongest disciple here, but no matter how he said, being able to enter the Thousands of Gates, to a certain extent, determined that they must be the dragons and phoenixes among the people, and it was inevitable that they would be a little arrogant.

At the edge of the crowd, there was a young man who had been standing quietly, even when he saw someone in front of him, his face did not change in the slightest, and he kept watching all this with cold eyes.

The ghost made a mistake, Tuoba Wei glanced at the young man, quietly shuddered, and then walked forward, and asked in a throat, "Who is ahead?"

Picking leaves saw the burly young man walking to the front, the other party opened his mouth, but made a very strange sound, it was an obscure and incomprehensible tone, and the leaves were confused.

Picking leaves touched his nose awkwardly, and said, "What kind of bird language does this guy say?" ”

Tuoba Wei looked at the leaf picking and opened his mouth also couldn't understand, he was born in a big clan, and he entered the sect when he was young, he boasted that he was a well-informed person, but the language was unheard of, so he turned to his companion behind him and asked, "Which of you can understand?"

The young men and women behind him all shook their heads, saying that they didn't know.

Tuobavi's gaze fell on the young man's face, then quickly moved away, and turned to face the leaf picking, the young man opposite looked really scary, his body was like blue and white broken porcelain, and there were stars shining around him.

A girl seemed to think of something, and cautiously asked, "Senior Brother Tuoba, could these two be from over there?"

Tuoba Wei's face suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice: "It's not impossible, in the early years, Senior Brother, they also said that they had encountered creatures over there, but now listening to their words, it really doesn't look like a person from our side." ”

The young man standing on the edge didn't make any movement, staring closely at the back of the man sitting cross-legged on the ground, the golden mist rose from under the man, and the sea water in front of him ebbed and fell because of the fog.

Finally, the ebb and flow of the sea water finally calmed down, and the golden mist that lingered in a square square quietly converged into Chen Anzhi's body, he slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and then stood up, noticed the crowd behind him, turned around, the sword eyebrows like the straight mountain peaks frowned slightly, and his thin lips pursed into a line.

There were several deliberately suppressed exclamations from the crowd, and a young girl looked at the man in surprise and said softly, "This life is really beautiful." ”

Chen Anzhi looked at the crowd on the other side, his face was a little elusive.