The mountains are handsome, and the fog is faint.

The mountain peaks are hidden in it, looming, like a fairyland on earth.

This mountain is said to be named after the Taoist ancestor Laozi who once lived in seclusion here.

Ye Zhou walked slowly among them, his eyes scanned the surroundings, and he saw the terrain rising and falling, like a giant dragon crawling on the earth, the clouds and mist rolling, and the mountains seemed to be breathing.

He couldn't help but secretly admire that this Laojun Mountain was really a treasure of feng shui, and there was an indescribable spirituality among the peaks.

If it is an era when the aura is flourishing, this is definitely a rare place for cultivation in the world, but unfortunately it is only a scenic spot now.

But for the Laojun faction that has been able to occupy this place since ancient times, Ye Zhou couldn't help but have a lot of expectations in his heart.

To be able to have such a cultivation treasure in ancient times, this Laojun sect must be extraordinary, and if he can communicate with his disciples, he may be greatly inspired.

According to the records of the Bishan Sect's roster, Ye Zhou headed towards the location of the Laojun faction.

The mountain range is majestic, and the leaf boat goes straight up along the narrow and steep mountain road, and other tourists can be seen from time to time next to it.

His figure disappeared silently, without attracting the slightest attention from others.

Ye Zhou walked all the way, looking for something.

Suddenly, his eyes moved, he looked at a hidden corner, saw that no one was paying attention, and slowly walked over.

It's a small crack, and it's hard for one person to walk.

He trudged through it, and his eyes lit up, and a remote path appeared.

Ye Zhou's steps turned left and right, and there were strange peaks and strange rocks everywhere, and there were many obstacles, which made it easy for people to lose their way, which was another feng shui layout.

If ordinary people are lucky enough to enter here, they will definitely fall into it and lose their way, but this little trick naturally has no effect on Ye Zhou, a genuine cultivator.

He moved with his steps, stepped on the Bagua direction, and soon walked out of the trouble of feng shui layout and entered the depths of Laojun Mountain.

There was no other obstacle along the way, and he entered a valley with a smooth sail.

It went so smoothly that it made him feel uneasy.

The empty valley, the pavilions are lined up, the eaves are hooked, there is an ethereal meaning from a distance, shrouded in clouds and mist, like the holy land of the fairy family.

But when Ye Zhou walked over to take a look, he saw that these pavilions were dilapidated, full of holes, a corrupt atmosphere, and they were already covered with cobwebs, dust, and even a few places, which had become the nests of wild monkeys in the mountains.

These monkeys are very wild, and they rarely see people in this deep mountain, and when they saw Ye Zhou smashing them with stones, they kept screaming, and their hands and paws were dancing and making threatening gestures, trying to drive Ye Zhou, an uninvited guest who broke into their home, out.

Seeing this dilapidated scene, Ye Zhou's heart sank, and a strong sense of unhappiness rose.

"Loose cultivator Ye Zhou came to visit your faction, is there a Taoist friend from the Laojun faction here?" Ye Zhou Zhenyuan came out of the dantian and shouted loudly with sound transmission, and the sound resounded all around for a long time.

But after a long time, there was no response, only a flock of wild birds and apes in the mountains and forests was alarmed.

He shouted three times in a row, but no one answered.

Only the wild monkeys were alarmed, climbed to the top of the mountain, smashed down the rocks, waved their claws, showed their red buttocks, and squeaked and laughed as if they were looking at a fool.

Ye Zhou's face turned dark, his cold eyes swept over, and he snorted angrily.

"Humph!"

The invisible thoughts came out of the air, and the wild monkeys' eyes widened one by one, and they were frightened at a glance, and they scattered and fled, not even wanting their nests.

For a moment, the noisy valley fell completely silent.

Ye Zhou smiled to himself, why should he bother with these beasts.

It seems that he has never received a response from the old monarch faction, which makes him feel impatient.

He no longer waits, but goes into it to find it.

This Laojunpai mountain gate is located in the valley, isolated from the world, there are many pavilions, antique, placed with many ornaments, futon, incense burner, dust...... It has everything, and it is undoubtedly a place of cultivation for cultivators.

It's just that now the building is empty, covered with thick ashes.

Scripture Pavilion, Treasure Pavilion, Retreat Cave ...... Ye Zhou searched for them one by one and found the cultivation exercises, magic weapons, and magic weapons in them...... They were all taken away, and only some artifacts were left to assist in cultivation, but they were all ordinary things without spirituality.

It seems that the people of this Laojun faction left in a hurry because they encountered some kind of huge change, and only took the core inheritance of the sect with them.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zhou could only stop and sighed.

He didn't know if there were still people from this Laojun faction left in the world, or where they went, but now they even lost their own mountain gate, but this Laojun faction has been wiped out.

It doesn't have to be a strong enemy, maybe it's just that the aura is exhausted, and the sect is unable to continue, so it will naturally perish.

Ye Zhou sighed and turned around to go down the mountain.

He was unwilling to do this, and headed towards the next destination, the Five Elements Sect of Taihang Mountain.

When he found there, he only saw a broken rubble, and the disciples of the Five Elements Sect had long since disappeared.

Yuzhou has a long history, many mountains and rivers, is the origin of Chinese civilization, since ancient times there are many practitioners.

According to the records of this Bishan Sect, there are more than a dozen cultivation sects located in Yuzhou.

Wanxian Mountain Wanxian Sect, Baiyun Mountain Yunyan Sect, Yunmeng Mountain Great Dream Sect......

In the next half a month, Ye Zhou went to the door one by one to look for it, and found that these hermit sects were all empty buildings, and there was no one to see.

Although there are still many secular Dao palaces on their respective peaks, there is no one true cultivation.

Only when passing by Songshan, Ye Zhou once glanced at it from a distance, the depths of Shaolin Temple faintly exuded a thick and majestic atmosphere, which made people dare not offend, obviously there were real cultivators left, and there were a lot of them.

It's just that Buddhism and Taoism are very different.

He is a cultivator who rushes to the door, and it is difficult to get anything.

Besides, this Shaolin Temple is too pompous, and it is difficult for him to get attention for a casual cultivation, so why should he bother to be bored.

Next, Ye Zhou went out of Yuzhou, entered Huizhou, traveled to Ganzhou, and visited Ezhou...... One by one, I visited the cultivators in various places.

Even at his speed, it took nearly a month to ride every day.

Ye Zhou had no choice but to find that not only the cultivation sect in Yuzhou had been wiped out, but also the cultivation sects in other places.

He couldn't help but sigh.

The aura of heaven and earth is the foundation of cultivation, and once it is exhausted, it can be seen that it weakens the cultivator.

The modern cultivation realm has already withered, and countless doors have been destroyed.

Along the way, he found from the traces of the remnants of those sects that almost none of them were due to man-made destruction, and most of them came to extinction naturally.

"Four Great Dao Gates, Three Great Zen Sects!" Ye Zhou muttered, and a strong sense of unhappiness had already floated in his heart for the purpose of this trip.

He underestimated the tragedy of the situation in Xiuzhen too much, perhaps only if these big factions had sufficient foundation to continue to maintain.

Then Wu Taizhen may have seen this, so he will do everything to turn into a demon.

Now that he has entered the territory of Ezhou, his next target is Shennongjia.

Shennongjia is named after the ancestor of China, Emperor Yan Shennong, who erected wood as a ladder here, picked a hundred herbs, saved the people from dying, and taught the people to grow crops, and there are many myths and legends since ancient times, and it is rumored that there are wild people in it in modern times, attracting explorers at home and abroad to enter it to explore the secrets.

As for whether there is a savage Ye Zhou among them, it is not very clear, but he knows that there is a Xiuzhen sect that uses medicine to enter the Tao, the Shennong faction, which occupies the treasure land of Shennongjia, collects medicine and alchemy, and has countless living people.

That was his last hope.

If he couldn't find it this time, Ye Zhou thought that he could only go up to Wudang Mountain and visit this rare cultivator in the world.

It's just that he is a casual cultivator after all, he has no foundation, and he has a mysterious treasure like a mysterious orb in his body, unless he has to do it, he really doesn't want to visit such a worldly faction.

Once something happens and he gets caught in it, it's hard for him to get out of it.

After riding for another morning, at noon Ye Zhou found a place to sit and rest, just when his soul fell into an ethereal realm.

Suddenly, his ears moved slightly, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

It was so quiet that there were no sounds of birds and beasts in the mountains and forests.

Ye Zhou suddenly felt a tingling pain in his eyebrows, as if he had been pricked by an invisible needle, and a great crisis rose in his heart.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze passed through the barrier of space, and he saw a little light reflected in the dense forest in the distance.

Ye Zhou's eyes shrank sharply, and he saw a cold barrel hidden in the bushes aimed at him from afar.

"Oh no!" he instinctively dodged.

Bang!

Tongues of fire erupted, lighting up in the void.