The ruins of the Shaking Light Holy Land are towering above the barren mountains, and Lin Yuyue's realm is not low, but in this holy land that flourished in Yuzhou in Middle Earth, it is just ants on the ground.

At first, I walked on the edge, and I didn't feel anything, until I approached, the deep and long breath of time came to my face, and there was a pervasive coercion flowing in it.

Shaking the Holy Land, once out of the place of the Queen of Heaven, even if tens of thousands of years of loss, still can not completely erase the traces of her existence, the Lord of the World Dao Yun and Fengyi Tianxia endless divine power, still lingering here has not completely dissipated, there is almost a materialized Dao Yun wandering in the air, making people's hearts as if being clenched by a palm.

Breathing tightly, as if someone was gently tapping their fingers on the heart.

This is Lin Yuyue's deepest feeling, and at the same time, her heart is also full of jealousy, for the queen of heaven, for the lord of the world, after such a long time, there is still such a terrifying power, how can people not be afraid.

She quietly glanced at the girl on the side, but the latter's face was as usual, as if scattered in the courtyard of the promenade, ignoring the coercion of Dao Yun in this place, Lin Yuyue added a trace of jealousy in his heart, Allure's face looked cute and harmless, but he could walk here freely, and his strength was not terrifying.

The spring breeze walked leisurely with his hands on his back, Lin Yuyue was frightened, and the two walked on this barren mountain.

Lin Yuyue's reaction was okay, with a sense of awe for this place, on the other hand, the girl with pigtails sometimes stopped, sometimes moved forward, looking like she was playing in the mountains and rivers.

Both of them walked very slowly, suddenly, the spring breeze stopped, standing quietly here, the sight slightly raised, as if looking, as if meditating, in the place where the line of sight fell, is a stout ancient tree, the branches stretched into the sky, like a small mountain, thick than the ordinary mountains, there are ancient vines like a dragon around the tree ladder obliquely spiraling up, pouring into the sky.

Looking up along the main trunk, there are several buildings hidden in the white clouds, and the large temples are like heavenly palaces, or embellished on the branches, or floating on the dense leaves, or standing on the branches of the thick mountains.

Lin Yuyue was just an ordinary woman when she was born, and she had never been to other places when she sat in the Langxi River after her death, and she had heard of the majestic and glorious Great Liang Imperial City, but what she was thinking at the moment was that even thousands of Great Liang Imperial Cities could not withstand the shock brought by her eyes.

Chunfeng tilted his head and thought about it, raised his hand and pointed to the top of the tree and said, "It's shocking, I was as shocked as you back then, and I didn't even think that there would be such a place." Do you know why this place is called Shaking Light? Because this towering ancient tree, the top pavilion, standing there, seems to be able to shake the sky full of stars, so it is named after Shaking Light. ”

Thinking about it, it is just a tree, it is even rough over the mountain, its upper palace is located, the waterfall is flowing, the water mist is misty, and it is magnificent like a fairyland.

On the vines, there are large waterfalls hanging down, and the silver is like starlight, and it is white.

If you walk here, you will be like a tourist in a painting.

Lin Yu came back to his senses, quietly swallowed his saliva, and his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing the beautiful scenery and startled the gulls and herons, "Are we going to the top?"

Chunfeng nodded, walked forward and said, "Yes, it's also a good time for you to let you have a long experience." ”

In front of the ancient wood, there is a clear lake, steaming water vapor, approaching, only to see the long bridge of ancient jade piled up hidden in the mist, the ancient bridge is located on the lakeside at one end, and the other end is erected on the thick roots of the ancient wood, connecting the two places together.

"Shaking the light fairy pool, saying that it is the fairy pool, in fact, it is just borrowing the light of this tree, and mortals can prolong their lives by drinking it, and the effect is even worse for monks. The spring breeze stepped on the long bridge and said casually.

Lin Yuyue stretched out her hand to puff a handful of lake water, there was no coolness, her hand was as warm as jade, the aura was pressing, and she drilled into her body independently, after thinking about it for a while, she wanted to try to take a sip.

"However, I have heard that the disciples of the Shaking Light Holy Land bathe in this way all year round, so the disciples of the Shaking Light are famous for their holiness and dust. The spring breeze came out of nowhere, and Lin Yuyue stopped moving in his hand, and then looked at the clear lake water in his palm, his eyes were a little complicated, and he opened his hand easily and stood up.

The spring breeze shrugged, "Speaking of which, when Emperor Qin sealed Zen in Mount Tai, he made the soldiers and saints work together to cast an immortal tripod, and the refining water was taken from the Shaking Light Immortal Pond, but it is also a wild history, I don't know if it's true or not." ”

Lin Yuyue followed slowly, did not answer this question, and asked suspiciously: "My lord, I was a little puzzled just now, there was a formation barrier here before, and you couldn't untie it by all means, why did it suddenly appear." ”

The raised footsteps stopped, the spring breeze lowered its head, there was no word, there was a breeze blowing, driving the lake to ripple a little bit, submerged into the canopy, and there were traces, only a light sound of rustling.

A figure as warm as jade quietly came to mind, holding a book and holding a long sword, bookish and chic.

The corners of Chunfeng's mouth hung a trace of arc, and he sneered: "Probably, someone thinks that the guys here are too careful." ”

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Calculated carefully, Fugui has never been afraid of anyone in his life, even the master who often scolds him, he has never been afraid, he has caused trouble and done wrong things, he is protected by the spring breeze, so compared to the master who has no good way to teach himself, he is even more afraid of the girl who has been smiling.

Fugui has always remembered that there are two most precious objects in the spring breeze, one is the bamboo fan she used to fan the wind, and the other is the red ribbon for her hair that I don't know who gave her. Back then, Fugui quarreled with the spring breeze because of a trivial matter, and poked a few holes in the fan with a candle in a fit of anger, although he later admitted his mistake, the spring breeze also accepted it with a smile, but he was not less tormented by the spring breeze in the open and secret, and even once he drank the soup, he pulled his stomach for a whole day.

Since then, Fugui has even more dared not provoke the spring breeze, especially the two red ribbons, and even more avoided them, for fear of getting dirty and making the spring breeze unhappy.

So when he wielded that knife, in the face of a demi-saint, Fugui still had nothing to fear, just hit it, and the knife person, the cultivator was not indomitable, not afraid or afraid.

The sword qi mixed with wind, snow and flowing water was overwhelming, filling this magnificent imperial city and heading straight for the old man.

The old man slowly took a step forward, and poked out a thin palm, but it was like the hardest city wall, and the majestic sword qi gradually shrank with the old man's movements.

Clenching it hard, there were bright and small starlight leaking out from between his fingers, and the old man withdrew his palm behind his back, and commented with a chuckle: "The heat is still a little worse." ”

It's just the slightly trembling arm hidden behind his back, and the subtle wound of blood in the palm of his hand, which seems to tell him that this son should not be underestimated.

Fugui's face was solemn, and he didn't care about the old man's ridicule, in fact, he also knew that he was not the old man's opponent, even if the other party suppressed the realm to the same realm as himself.

"Tut-tut, the old guy is still there. ”

In the sky above Luoyun Imperial City, the red robe appeared at some point, standing in the air, looking at the young man with the knife with appreciation, and then his eyes moved to the palace hall, and a rare trace of sadness flashed on the old man's face.