To the north of the Dan Kingdom is the Hansong Country, which is the country with the largest area on the western continent.

Two-thirds of the country is covered with snow and pines, hence the name. At the junction of Dan and Hansong, there is a mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles, called Miaoyue Mountain, which is the destination of Moxi poetry and Ning Zhe.

After resting in the Tibetan Flower Building for two days, Ning Zhe and the two rushed to Miaoyue Mountain day and night, and finally saw the scenery of Miaoyue Mountain in the evening of the third day.

Along the way, Mo Xishi was silent most of the time, and Ning Zhe was not a person of many words, the other party did not speak, he happened to be quiet, silently studying the jade slip about the ancient ruins.

There is not much information in the jade slip, but it is a general description of what Mo Xishi and the others saw and heard when they entered the ruins a few times ago. Ning Zhe believed that this was all that Mo Xishi knew, because at this time, the two of them were grasshoppers on a rope, and there was no need for her to lie to herself.

It was precisely in this way that Ning Zhe's heart was full of doubts. According to the jade slips, they entered many times before and after, but each time they saw a completely different scene. They speculated that there must have been a strange illusion in the ruins that blocked its true form. After so many years, despite their painstaking research, no one has been able to penetrate the mystery of the phantom array.

What's even more bizarre is that no matter what the scene is, every time they go in, they will gain something, so although there are many doubts in their hearts, no one is willing to give up the opportunity to enter.

Every time the rest of the people exit the ruins, they will gather the strength of everyone to arrange a spirit circle at the door, which contains the power of everyone's divine soul, and can only be opened after the next time everyone gathers. Of course, if one of them dies, then his divine soul power will automatically dissipate, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't have him.

At the end of Yu Jian, it was written that when Mo Xishi and others entered for the last time fifteen years ago, they accidentally triggered a large killing array in the ruins, and only six of the more than 30 monks who entered the ruins came out alive, which was also the most tragic deaths and injuries......

Looking at the records in the jade slip repeatedly, Ning Zhe's eyes gradually became more complicated when he looked at Mo Xishi. The other party was able to come out of the ruins alive, presumably there were hole cards that he didn't know, maybe when he faced the corpse chaser that day, even if he didn't make a move, Mo Xishi could kill him.

"Look at it again, and gouge out your eyes, disciple!" Mo Xishi seemed to notice Ning Zhe's gaze and said coldly.

Ning Zhe was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile, he was not in the mood to fight with her, but asked, "Mo Palm Sect, how many of us have entered the ruins this time?"

Mo Xishi was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "This time, I don't think there will be more than twelve people." Also, from now on, don't call me Mozhangjiao, just call me uncle, you know?"

Ning Zhe nodded, did not speak, but was silently calculating something, and he didn't know if he heard Mo Xishi's last words.

Looking at the evening sky, Mo Xishi stopped and said slowly: "In front is Miaoyue Mountain, let's rest here tonight and meet them tomorrow morning." ”

When Ning Zhe heard her words, he didn't ask why, just nodded and looked at Miaoyue Mountain in the distance and was silent.

Mo Xishi snorted coldly, as if she was extremely dissatisfied with Ning Zhe's attitude, and her body flew down as soon as she moved, leaving him alone in the air.

At this time, Ning Zhe didn't notice that he had inadvertently angered the beautiful people around him, he looked at the moon in the sky and Miaoyue Mountain on the ground, there seemed to be a thought in his mind, but he couldn't think of it......

Halfway through, he gave up the idea of looking for it, landed next to Mo Xishi, closed his eyes and breathed.

After a while, Mo Xishi slowly opened her eyes and said in a deep voice, "Ning Zhe, don't you want to ask, who is the person who entered the ruins with me before?"

Ning Zhe closed his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Why do I want to know who he is, and what good will it do me?"

Mo Xishi sighed lightly, looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and said bitterly: "Now, I don't need to hide it from you anymore." That person's name is Yang Xinhong, and he is a disciple of the Snow Palace of the Cold Desolation Country, and he is also the first person to walk in the Snow Palace. Although his cultivation was only a half-step self-cultivation, he had once relied on his own strength to kill a mid-level cultivator in the self-refining realm. If you are with me this time, he will definitely embarrass you, you ......"

When Ning Zhe heard this, he suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Mo Xishi and said, "Uncle Mo, in your heart, am I, Ning Zhe, a person who is afraid of things? If he doesn't trouble me, it doesn't matter, if he dares to get in my way, then I will definitely trample him to death!"

Listening to Ning Zhe's words, Mo Xishi shook her head, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, and after a long time, she said again: "I met him fifty years ago, and that time, we entered the ruins together. The first few times he was polite to me and took care of me, and I am very grateful to him. But I didn't expect that after the last time I entered the ruins, he actually asked me to practice a double practice with him, and I didn't agree, so he made things difficult for me in every way, and finally tried to kill me in the ruins. After that, I tried to seek revenge on him, but I fought three times and came back defeated......"

In the end, her tone was full of hatred and loneliness, and her voice became a little hoarse.

"With the strength of your Tibetan Flower Building, it shouldn't be difficult to kill a half-step cultivator who refines his realm. Ning Zhe stopped pranayama, stood up and whispered.

Mo Xishi brought a wry smile on her face, shook her head and said: "How can it be so easy, the Snow Palace of the Hansong Country is a famous force in the entire Western Continent, and in terms of it, it is only a little worse than the land of Yuehua, if you really want to fight, my Zanghualou is not their opponent." ”

Ning Zhe was stunned for a moment, then looked down at Mo Xishi's expression, reached out and patted her shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I, Ning Zhe, am so big, I am willing to eat anything, but I don't want to suffer." ”

Hearing that there was some confidence in his tone that was close to arrogance, Mo Xishi not only smiled and didn't say anything more, but turned his head to look at the shoulder that Ning Zhe had just patted, his face turned red, and he lowered his head.

They were silent all night, and early the next morning, the two of them flew into the sky and flew towards the other side of Miaoyue Mountain. In less than half an hour, the two of them crossed the Miaoyue Mountain, stopped at the top of a valley, and looked down, and there were several monks sitting cross-legged on the ground.

As if sensing their arrival, the monks stood up together and looked towards the sky, Mo Xishi glanced at Ning Zhe, and the two of them swept towards the ground.

As soon as he stood firm, he heard a woman laugh and say, "Sister Mo, you are late this time, little sister, I thought you were too scared to come last time, giggle......"

Ning Zhe frowned, looked to the side, and saw a middle-aged woman with a graceful figure and graceful curves standing next to him. The clothes on her body were extremely revealing, and there was a smile in her eyes from time to time, but under that smile, there was a hint of subtlety.

Mo Xishi, who had just stood firm, said coldly: "There is Lao Wu Daoyou who is concerned, and this time I disappointed you." It's you, it's better to be careful, if it wasn't for Brother Yuan's action last time, I'm afraid you would ...... now Humph......"

"Yuyan, that's it, everyone is friends, why bother with these verbal disputes. When the woman heard Mo Xishi's words, her face turned angry, and she was about to refute, when a middle-aged man in a green shirt next to him said lightly.

Wu Yuyan was obviously quite jealous of this middle-aged man, although he was not angry in his heart, he did not have a seizure, he just nodded, snorted coldly and retreated.

Ning Zhe looked around for a week, there were six people here. As Mo Xishi said, it is a combination of a man and a woman.

At this moment, Mo Xishi began to introduce him to the people present. The man who spoke just now was named Yuan Jun, and he and Wu Yuyan were both monks in the Land of Moonlight.

Behind Yuan Jun, stood a bald man, with a golden python about a long length coiled around his waist, and a black poisonous vulture standing on his shoulder. Seeing Ning Zhe looking at him, the bald man said expressionlessly: "In Xia Liang Ming, this is my junior sister Su Pei!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the woman in a black power suit next to him.

Ning Zhe arched his hand and smiled: "Under Ning Zhe!"

Although nothing was revealed on his face, Ning Zhe's heart was full of suspicion that this bald man turned out to be a spirit beast master.

Spirit beast masters are monks who use spirit beasts as their main means of attack, and their own cultivation may not be high, but they can mobilize extremely fierce spirit beasts to assist them in battle. Legend has it that a high-level spirit beast master can mobilize dozens of spirit beasts to attack in an instant, and even a monk who is several levels higher than him can only temporarily avoid the edge in the face of the attacks of so many spirit beasts.

However, the number of spirit beast masters was extremely small, and Ning Zhe had never seen it before.

At this time, the two people standing at the end stood up, this man and a woman were both dressed in white, the woman's complexion was snow-white, and there was a deep scar between her eyes, she smiled and nodded at Mo Xishi: "Under Liu Ting, this is my senior brother Gao Yu!"

The man in white standing next to her just snorted coldly from his nostrils, which could be regarded as saying hello to Ning Zhe.

Ning Zhe didn't care, after all, they were just gathered together for interests, and they might become enemies with each other in the next moment, so naturally there was no need to do superficial work.

Looking at Ning Zhe's expression, Wu Yuyan, who had just spoken, suddenly laughed and said, "It's strange, in the past, Liang Daoyou from the Snow Palace was the first to come, why was it late this time?"

A trace of anger flashed on Mo Xishi's face, and she sneered slightly: "I'm not like you Wu Daoyou, I think about men every day in my heart. ”

Wu Yuyan's face sank, and he said sharply: "Mo Xishi, don't be complacent first." In the past, I gave Yang Xinhong three points of face, but this time, hehe...... It's life and death!"

Mo Xishi was just about to speak, but she heard a thunderclap in the distance, the temperature in the entire valley dropped suddenly, pieces of snow fell from the sky, and a white light fell from the sky.

"Fellow Daoists, Yang is late, I hope you will forgive me, haha......"