The nine days on the flying boat passed monotonously and plainly. But because the scenery is constantly changing, it is not particularly boring.

When the mountain peak hidden in the clouds and mist appeared in the sky, He Miaomiao and the surrounding people finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although I couldn't notice that I was speeding on the boat, I was a little unaccustomed to it because my feet didn't hit the ground for too long.

In addition, he has been sitting on the deck with a large number of monks, and the guarded monks are already exhausted.

He Miaomiao looked at the wilderness below, boundless, not rich in vegetation and trees, it was the great wilderness drawn in the western map. And the flat-topped peak on the top of the clouds, which is half hidden and half visible, is the destination to be reached this time, Buzhou Mountain.

The legend about this mountain has never been broken since ancient times.

The cracks between the pillar-shaped peaks from top to bottom, and the peaks that seem to have been flattened by great mana, can make people think about each other.

He Miaomiao also saw legends in the Canglan Chronicle.

One says that in ancient times, the great cultivators fought and cut off the mountain peaks; the other is that the outsiders who were unfavorable in this realm deliberately destroyed the mountain that resembled the heavenly pillar and affected the luck of this realm; and the other said that the mountain peaks had been destroyed before the human race was derived from this realm.

However, in every kind of legend, Buzhou Mountain is called the Heavenly Pillar of this world.

Maybe it's because of the similarity, or maybe it's because of the speculation and circulation for 100,000 years, in short, by now, the Great Wilderness and Buzhou Mountain have become a holy place in the Canglan realm.

There is no immortal city here, no mortal realm, only endless wilderness, and heavenly pillars with the sun and moon on top of the clouds.

The Great Wilderness stretched to the middle, outside the city of Zhaoyang under the jurisdiction of the Tu Shan clan, and to the east of Buzhou Mountain, which was in the middle, were not controlled by the Sanxiu Hui.

The mountain peak was already divided into two by the crack, and even the East Mountain was not in the territory of the Sanxiu Hui, only the territory west of the crack was controlled by them.

The entrance to the Golden Lotus Secret Realm was at the top of the West Mountain, and the flying boat passed through the clouds and mist without stopping, reaching the top of the flat top on the night of the ninth day.

When the huge flying boat slowly fell, He Miaomiao felt the insignificance of people. Buzhou Mountain, known as the Heavenly Pillar, could not see the end of half of the mountain, and the cracks were pitch black, and the moonlight could not dye half of the light.

The flying boat shook slightly when it landed, and when it stabilized, Lingyun reappeared at the head of the boat.

She was surrounded by three terrifying arrays, and in a flash of inspiration, she disappeared from everyone's sight. The monks in the flying boat were keenly aware that the barriers around them were more numerous and stronger.

"At the beginning of tomorrow, I will open the secret realm. Remember, when the light blue light first appears, jump into the light curtain immediately, and don't hesitate. I don't have to tell you the benefits of getting in first, right?"

Everyone nodded in unison, and Ling Yun then ordered:

"Once you've entered the Secret Realm, you'll have a map in your token. But the Golden Lotus Secret Realm is too big, and no one has explored all of it, so there is only seven or eighty percent of the information in it. ”

"When you meet the Tu Shan clan and the disciples of the two sects, it's best not to have a conflict, if you get up... Weeds are going to be cut down and eradicated!"

"If you mess with a monk with a strong background inside, I will be responsible for the safety of the way back to Xiaoyao City out of the secret realm. But in the future, the pursuit and killing will not be cared for. ”

The rest of the words were all advice to let them collect less ordinary spiritual plants and go to the Holy Lotus Pond to hunt for treasures, but they didn't speak for long, and three spiritual lights appeared in the eastern sky.

Ling Yun no longer spoke, and stepped into the air at the level of the spiritual light, until he got closer, and the group of foundation building monks below could see the shapes of the three flying boats clearly.

One hull is half white and half black, and the other is carved with a nine-tailed fox, which is the two boats of the Yin Yang Sect and the Tu Shan Clan, moving side by side in front.

Slightly behind is the simple and simple shape of the Xuanqing Sect, which is similar to the flying boat of the Sanxiu Hui.

At the same time as the three flying boats landed, the three Yuanying Monks stepped into the air and looked at Ling Yun from afar.

The male cultivator of the late Yuan Infant of the Tu Shan clan was dressed in a plain white robe, with his bare feet and his hair scattered, quite uninhibited and romantic;

Only the white-clothed silver-veined young man of the Xuanqing Sect was not far from anyone, and seeing that the three of them were silent, he gently broke the embarrassment that suffocated the low-level monks.

"Ling Daoyou, I haven't seen him for many years, and his demeanor is still the same. ”

Lu Daoyou was polite. ”

Ling Yun was obviously softer and more real when he faced the people of the Xuanqing Sect, but the eyes that looked at the Tu Shan Clan and the Yin Yang Sect cultivators were faintly cold.

"I didn't expect to meet Ling Daoyou this time, it's really fateful. ”

With a somewhat charming magnetic voice, it seems to have a hook, gently grasping everyone's heart. Many low-ranking monks blushed inexplicably, even male cultivators.

"Tu Shanqiong!!"

Ling Yun let out a loud shout, and the bewildering voice was dispersed, and the low-level monks in the boat realized that they had just been confused.

He Miaomiao's eyes were red, as soon as the man's voice came out just now, she felt that something was wrong, but the offensive of the Yuan Infant Stage, no matter how she recited the Dao Sutra silently and used her spiritual power, it was difficult to resist.

Zhihai was almost squeezed away by the scriptures and the power, so he resisted and was not completely confused.

It wasn't until Ling Yun's voice entered her ears that she felt a lightness on her body, and there were still a few traces of dizziness in the sea of consciousness. Many monks next to her covered their heads and hissed in pain, but most of them were like her, and they were in good shape.

"Ling Daoyou, Lu Daoyou, why don't you find a place to catch up with the past?

"Hehe..."Ling Yun chuckled, interrupting the female cultivator's words about to divert from what had just happened, "Yue Rushuang, are you going to tie the Yin Yang Sect to the Tu Shan Clan's ship?"

"How do you say this?" Yue Rushuang's voice suddenly became cold, as if she was dissatisfied with Ling Yun's sudden straight up, "I'm just proposing, if Ling Daoyou likes to stand in the air, then I won't accompany you." ”

The aqua blue figure dissipated with the voice, and Tu Shanqiong also smiled and entered the flying boat, leaving Ling Yun and the monk surnamed Lu of the Xuanqing Sect still greeting each other in the air.

The flying boat in the Sanxiu Gathering could not see what it looked like in the three boats surrounded by the formation in the distance. Many monks gathered in a heap and complained angrily and quietly about Tu Shanqiong's attack.

There are also many monks and old gods, sitting on the deck indifferently, preparing for tomorrow's trip to the secret realm.

He Miaomiao didn't have any grievances, people have a high level of cultivation, if they want to bully people, they have to say hello before they do it? Not to mention that it is not a new thing for the royal family to act domineeringly, but I didn't expect this domineering to be an indiscriminate attack.

But at this time, there was still an undercurrent surging in her heart.

Because even through the formation, her keen spiritual sense sensed that the aura of the Tu Mountain Dome and the black-clothed monk who was chasing her was too similar.

It felt extremely faint, but she was confident that she could not go wrong.

Tu Shanqiong is the one who wants her life.