It seems that the rusty iron plate of the ink dust has stimulated the spirit of the wooden fish, and the little fat man has to emphasize this sentence every time he comes out.

Mo Chen didn't interrupt, knowing that although this wooden fish spirit spirit was knowledgeable, it was still a child's heart, and his skin was very good.

Therefore, Mo Chen only waited quietly for it to finish before asking, "I am now in the desert in the extreme east of Dongsheng Divine Continent, do you know the origin of this extremely cold mountain outside?"

Hearing this, the little fat man was majestic, and his robe was windless: "I know the way of heaven and the rules of the underworld, I don't know anything, I don't know ......."

Halfway through speaking, he stopped, his face froze, presumably thinking of the rusty iron plate before.

As soon as he thought of the previous embarrassment, the corners of the little fat man's mouth twitched, and he didn't say anything more, and flew directly out of the gap and into the interior of the snowy mountains.

After the time of a cup of tea, the wooden fish spirit spirit has not returned, and Mo Chen is not in a hurry, so he should spend time relaxing, sitting cross-legged on the ground, carefully recalling the various magic inheritances he has learned, and constantly practicing in the sea of knowledge.

In this way, I don't know how long it took, a crisp wooden fish sound woke up Mo Chen, it turned out that the wooden fish spirit spirit had flown back, and when he saw that Mo Chen did not respond to the call, he knocked on the wooden fish.

This small act startled Mo Chen into a cold sweat, he didn't expect that he would be immersed in it, if he was discovered by other monks, I am afraid that it would be more than lucky.

After steadying his breath and secretly making up his mind in his heart, if he cultivated in the future, he must not be so hasty, Mo Chen looked at the Muyu Spirit Spirit: "Have you gained anything?"

Hearing this, a hint of smugness appeared on the face of the wooden fish spirit spirit: "I know the way of heaven and the rules of the underworld, I don't know anything, I don't know, it's nothing more than the chaos of heaven and earth, how can it be difficult to defeat me?"

The little guy had the confidence to simply repeat what he hadn't said before, and he seemed to be full of momentum.

"Out of order?out of order ahead?How heavy?How dangerous?" As if surprised by this result, Mo Chen asked several questions in a row.

There was a sound of "dong", and the wooden fish spirit spirit held the wooden fish hammer in his hand, knocked the little wooden fish, and his face was full of pain: "What a fool! How do you know that disorder must be dangerous." ”

Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, but if you think about it carefully, it is true.

No one has ever told him that the disorder of heaven and earth is all harmful, but what he has known and experienced before is extremely destructive and destructive, so he has solidified his thinking, and the disorder of heaven and earth must be a harmful result.

Seeing that Mochen had some understanding, the wooden fish spirit spirit did not bother with these, and continued: "A heavy disorder, the sky and the earth move. As far as I can see, it should be somewhere in front of Beiju Luzhou. ”

Now it's okay, Mo Chen has been completely stunned by the Muyu Spirit Spirit: "You mean, somewhere in Beiju Luzhou was moved to Dongsheng Divine Continent in a disorderly manner?"

Beiju Luzhou is not like the other five continents, it is located in the extreme north of heaven and earth, and the whole continent is covered by ice and snow all year round, which is indeed in line with the characteristics of the snow-capped mountains in front of you.

The wooden fish spirit nodded, and took the opportunity to pretend to be a master: "Yes and no." ”

The area in front of us is indeed somewhere in Beiju Luzhou that was moved by the chaos of heaven and earth, but the power of chaos is not endless, and this movement is not permanent, as long as time passes, the Snow Mountains will go back wherever they should go, and there will be no change here, it is still a desert.

"When the chaos is over, if I stay in this snowy mountain, will I also be moved back to Beiju Luzhou?" Mo Chen thought for a while, if this is the case, then he doesn't need to go in to explore, if he accidentally doesn't grasp the time well and teleports to Beiju Luzhou, then with his own knowledge, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to the Wasteland.

"Of course not. The wooden fish spirit spirit shook his head: "You have a mark on your body, the mark of the Outer Sea Wasteland. ”

Seeing that Mo Chen was puzzled, the Mu Yu Spirit Spirit slowly explained that after everyone was born, there would be a soul imprint in their body, and the one in Mo Chen's body would be imprinted with the mark of the Outer Sea Wasteland.

This kind of imprint cannot be erased, it is imprinted by the Heavenly Dao, but if a person stays in a foreign land for a long time, the imprint in his body will also correspondingly, changing from the place where the sound is made to another region.

Therefore, there are often many mortals, or people with weak souls, who will be more or less physically unwell when they reach other continents through the teleportation circle.

In the mortal world, this is also called "water and soil adaptation", because they do not belong here, and are resisted by heaven and earth.

But the monks are different, they are all open, their souls are condensed, and they are nourished by the aura all the time, so they will not have this side effect.

"It is precisely because of the soul imprint of this Heavenly Dao that after the power of chaos is over, you will stay where you are and stay on the Dongsheng Divine Continent, because you do not belong to Beiju Luzhou, and chaos will not take you away. "The head of what the wooden fish spirit spirit said was the Tao, and Mo Chen also heard the explanation of this soul imprint for the first time.

"That's very good, looking at the colorful glow of the mountains, there must be a treasure in it, and I can go in and explore it." Mo Chen thought about it carefully and made a decision in less than a moment.

After collecting the wooden fish spirit essence, the concealment recipe was transported again, and the ink dust flew straight towards the hinterland of the snow-capped mountain.

When entering and exiting the snow-capped mountain, the snow flakes are not big, nor too dense, such as catkins drifting lightly with the wind, but with the deepening of the ink dust, the cold wind blows more and more fiercely, the snow becomes denser and denser, and the snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, like weaving a white net, and you can't see anything from afar.

But fortunately, Mo Chen's cultivation in the Corpse Dog Realm is now, the sea of consciousness has been opened, and the divine sense has soared, and many times there is no need to use his eyes to see, and the perception of his divine consciousness will be more keen.

Galloping all the way, looking all the way, although the sun is shining in the mountains, there is no spiritual fruit worth picking.

Mo Chen found a place to stand on the top of a mountain, at an extremely high place, closed his eyes and concentrated, like a stormy wave, his divine consciousness swept in all directions, a radius of hundreds of miles, even reptiles could immediately perceive it clearly, although it was not comparable to the vast divine consciousness of the Divine Realm, but it was by no means comparable to the divine consciousness of ordinary corpse dog realm monks.

The ink dust swept in all directions, and in a short time he found something that was out of step with the environment.

Finding the target, he jumped down, following the cold wind, Mo Chen's arms were spread, like a golden-winged roc, soaring in the air, this is the ultimate control of the surrounding wind, and it is also to reduce the use of spiritual power as much as possible to prevent being detected.

Not long after, the ink dust landed in front of a ruined temple in the mountains.

The ruined temple occupies a huge area, but it is dilapidated, spiders have webs, some halls are covered with dust, and the statues of the gods are all filthy with bird droppings.

Mo Chen looked at the statue and thought about the ancient books and historical materials he had read, and immediately recognized the origin of the statue.

The Moon Saint, one of the Six Saints, is also the supreme of the demon clan in the world, the Demon Saint.