In the darkness of the night, a figure sat cross-legged in the stone forest, and the aura around it was extremely disordered, constantly raging, forming a vortex above its head. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 A steady stream of aura emanated from the whirlpool and was gradually absorbed by it.

In this way, it continued until the bright moon rose into the sky, and the aura here slowly began to calm down, and the figure opened its eyes from cultivation.

"The aura here is very strong, compared to the ancient Yue Sect East Linfeng is more than that, it is worth rejoicing that a stroke of opening the heavens has finally made progress, from scratch, breaking through that layer of shackles, has now condensed three sections of the pen body, I can feel the pure energy and vast breath in this. My current cultivation is the peak of the first and late stages, I wonder if I can compete with the cultivators of the Yudan realm?"

This person is He Yang, who felt the majestic aura in the stone forest of the Zhongshen Sect, so he practiced here.

Zhongshenzong is worthy of being a profound sect, and as soon as he enters it, he suddenly feels that the pores of his whole body are active.

This nameless stone forest, I have to say that it is an excellent treasure place for cultivation, the aura is terrifyingly rich, He Yang practiced here for a few hours, it can be worth half a month of practicing in the middle peak of the eastern peak.

Not only has there been a qualitative leap in the opening of the heavens, but even the Golden Body Technique of the Origin has been significantly improved because of this, breaking through to the middle stage of the second layer of King Kong.

He Yang was in an extremely comfortable mood, but even so, he was still not satisfied, greedily absorbing the aura here, racing against time and not letting go of any opportunity, so that he forgot to return.

Seeing that the sky was getting brighter and the oriental light was looming, He Yang could only reluctantly leave.

At noon, a group of young masters who are on the list will want to join the sect masters and elders to go to the destination of this trip, Bibo Lake.

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The eastern part of the Great Song Empire is crisscrossed with mountains and trees, and there is a vast lake in its center. The lake is full of green, a blue wash, and it reflects the green forest, but there is no reflection. Where the clouds and the sky meet, a tree is in the sky, straight into the sky for nine days. The white flowers on the trees are blooming brightly, like embellishments, full of branches. The wind dances and soaks into the surface of the lake and sinks to the bottom of the water, which is very beautiful.

At this time, a young man with a fat head and big ears and a robe of floral cloth lying on his side on a boulder by the lake, his eyes slightly narrowed as if he was sleeping leisurely, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, and chanting words from time to time.

"They must have arrived, I've been waiting here for days now, it's really tormenting. ”

This person is Zheng Que, the ronin who left a few days ago from the Zhongshen Sect.

In the past few days, Zheng Que has often traveled here, just because he is melancholy because he has entered Bibo Lake. With such a modest cultivation of his, how could he break through the barrier and enter the center of the lake?

Every time I enter this lake, I sneak in without knowing it, and I have never been discovered. Even some powerful people who have cultivated to the depths of the world have never sensed Zheng Que who is following him like a shadow.

In the final analysis, it is because the very inconspicuous and tattered flower cloth robe on his body has the effect of concealing his body shape and breath, and he has tried and tested it repeatedly, and he will never miss it, and this flower cloth robe is Zheng Que obtained by chance from the blue wave lake, named Xuanming Dao robe.

Zheng Que's understanding of Bibo Lake can be said to be unique in heaven and earth, and no one can compare to him.

The recent retreat of the tide is the perfect time to enter the lake, and all the forces and hermit powers will wait for the opportunity to try their luck, all of which are hidden in the middle of the lake.

Zheng Que waited here, always turning on the concealment effect of the robe on his body, so that naturally there would be no omission, who knows which terrifying power suddenly came out of a corner, catching him off guard.

"The hard work pays off, and they're finally here!"

Zheng Que looked at the west and couldn't help but be overjoyed. With a thud, he jumped off the boulder and galloped towards the east, where he was to wait for them.

"Whoosh"

Dozens of figures whizzed through the air, only flying towards the giant tree in the middle of the blue lake.

This group of people was naturally from the top ten young masters of the Middle God Sect, as well as the sect masters and elders of various sects.

Through the teleportation array of the Zhongshen Sect, he was teleported to the shore of the Bibo Lake, because his young generation flew slowly, and he was accompanied by the seniors of various sects.

He Yang was carried by his master Ye Zihua, like a prey under the claws of a goshawk, and he was very uncomfortable.

Listening to Master's explanation along the way, He Yang knew that the passage into Bibo Lake was in the giant tree in the middle of the lake.

This tree is called Tongtian tree, spring, summer, autumn and winter are in full bloom all the year round, the apricot white flowers of the tree are full of flowers, this flower is a highly poisonous thing, its venom is stained with either death or injury, the more toxic it is, the more corrosive it is, the more terrifying it is, the monk hears it all the color changes, and he is afraid to avoid it when he sees it, so he takes a detour.

It is said that this tree can go up to the sky, can go down to the center of the lake, I don't know how many years, tens of thousands of monks buried their bones here, even if some powerful people come here to pursue creation, or ashes, or the sound disappears, there is no news.

Among them, the Demon King of the World killed the ancestors, and the generation of grandmaster Zhang Wushu was all among them.

The Demon King Ancestor Killer and the Grandmaster Zhang Wushu were born in different eras, but they are equally famous and shocking the ancient and modern. One is upright, punishes evil and promotes good, and his fame is beautiful through the ages. A slaughtering sentient beings is murderous, and his notoriety has been infamous for thousands of years.

The sorrow of an era always makes people miss the luck of the previous era. There is a demon king to kill the ancestors, there must be a grandmaster Zhang Wuving, although the two are separated by an era, later generations will be closely linked.

The symbol of the two eras stirring up the storm and storm finally ended in this blue wave lake, and since then there has been no trace and no trace.

Bibo Lake is like an abyss of sin, revealing the ultimate temptation, knowing that Longtan Tiger's Den, everyone is still flocking to it, happy to do not get tired of longing.

He Yang flew over the lake with everyone, sighing for a while. The Babel tree in front of him gradually became clear in the field of vision, and its majestic image made my heart feel fierce and strong.

The giant tree is surrounded by mist, like illusion and reality, there is a void tree hole three feet near the surface of the lake, which is the only entrance to enter the Bibo Lake, and the yin qi of the forest continues to emanate from it, making people feel the boundless chill.

Not far from the tree hole, the crowd stopped. The three unknown black-clothed old men in the Zhongshen Sect sealed together, and the three energies entered the tree hole at the same time, and suddenly only heard the sound of opening and closing, and the fog around the tree hole spread and disappeared, and what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a bottomless black hole.

"The gate to heaven has been opened, and it will be closed in only ten breaths, and the ten young masters will explore the way first, and I will be responsible for protecting it later. ”

Zhang Yuhua's faint words came out, and the top ten young masters could only bite the bullet and slowly approach.

"I'm embarrassed to say protection? gilded for my own brazenness, and said it so righteously. ”

He Yang scolded secretly in his heart, extremely reluctant. Although he had known the secret before, Zhang Yuhua's indifferent expression fell into his eyes, and he instantly felt a sense of apprehension about being calculated.

Including He Yang, the top ten young masters did not move forward at the mouth of their tree hole, looking left and right, hesitating.

Although this place is a place that everyone yearns for, no one is a brainless person, and they know very well how they dare to be the first to explore the way for others.

Seeing that the time of ten breaths was approaching, when He Yang was distracted and meditating, he suddenly felt a chill in his back, and he was suddenly hit on the back with a palm, and a huge thrust knocked the stunned He Yang into the hole in the tree.

"Ahh

A scream was endless, the sound had arrived, but there was no person. He Yang disappeared from everyone's sight.