There is a lake in the north of Lincheng, named Qingshui Lake, the lake surface is incomparably broad, the water waves are not prosperous, the sparkling lake surface under the sun reflects the charming brilliance, the willows on the shore hang low, the willow branches flutter with the wind, the restaurants stand up all around, the singing and dancing are leveled, attract a lot of people in the forest city, come to play, enjoy the scenery.

At this moment, several painting boats on the lake drifted with the waves, and from time to time there were bursts of cheerful laughter and beautiful piano sounds.

On one of the boats, a handsome young man and a young man dressed in white sat opposite each other, holding a wine glass in their hands and looking into the distance.

At the same time, on the other side of the boat, an old man sat with his fishing rod in his hand and his eyes closed.

Suddenly, the old man's right hand was lightly lifted, and the water trembled, and a perch was fished out of the water and fell into the old man's hands.

"Good luck today. The old man opened his eyes and looked at the struggling perch in his hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After a while, a fresh fragrance spread from the painting boat, and at this moment the old man and the two of them tasted the sea bass in the pot together, looked at the scenery outside the boat, and talked to each other.

"This time, Yun Xiaoyou was able to come to the appointment alone, which really made the old man admire. The old man took a sip of wine, looked at Yun Mu with a smile on his face and said.

"When I first came to Lin Cheng, I didn't have any friends, and besides, the more people there were, the better, and my master also said that young people always have to experience it alone. Yun Mu shook his head and chuckled, while holding a jade pendant in his hand and playing with it.

The young man sitting opposite him raised his wine glass, and at the same time swept his eyes, looking at the jade pendant in Yun Mu's hand, he faintly felt that he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

"Brother Yun, I hope to take care of you this time, none of us are cultivators of Yunxia Cave Mansion, but we can be regarded as people on the same boat. The young man smiled slightly and raised his glass to Yun Mu.

"Of course. Yun Mu smiled back.

After some conversation, Yun Mu also knew more about this trip, and then he got up and came to the bow of the boat to look at the blue lake, with thoughts in his eyes.

The two behind him were the monks of the Ziyang Sect, the old man's name was Zhou Yuan, who was a mid-foundation building monk, and the young man's name was Zhou Chang, who was a peak Qi refining monk like Yun Mu. The two of them had no idea about Yun Mu's identity, and Yun Mu had also joined as a disbander.

"Now, I am weak and at an absolute disadvantage, and the two of them are not really in contact with me, and I can't believe what they say, so I can only make a judgment when I get to the place. ”

About half an hour later, the three of them left the boat together and came to a large willow tree.

By the time the three of them arrived, there were already ten people standing, their eyes wandering over the three of them, talking in whispers, and among them was the man.

"Zhou Daoyou. In the crowd, a white-haired old man saw the three approaching, took a step forward, and came to Zhou Yuan.

"Nie Daoyou, I haven't seen you for many days, don't come unharmed! Zhou Yuan smiled and hugged his fist slightly towards the old man.

"Well said. ”

"Now that everyone is together, let's go. At this moment, an old man with a blue face and a scar at the corner of his eye glanced at the three of them coldly and suddenly spoke.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded.

I saw that the old man with a pale face took a step forward, flicked his big sleeves, and suddenly a white light came out, forming a big net, enveloping everyone.

"Please take out your papers. ”

Then, everyone handed the paper to the old man, only to see that the old man pasted four pieces of paper of different colors on the trunk of the big willow tree in turn, and at the same time used spiritual power to blast into it.

In the puzzled eyes of everyone, the originally hard trunk suddenly cracked a large hole that could accommodate one person to enter and exit, and there were bursts of white light lingering at the entrance of the cave.

"Fellow Daoists, everyone must be well aware of the danger here, the secret realm left by the Yuanying monk is extraordinary, and I hope that all Daoists will not fight infighting when they have not reached the secret realm, otherwise the old man will immediately withdraw the spell, and everyone will live and die. ”

"Of course, we are also here for chance, and there is no need to fight for life and death. A young man in the crowd laughed.

"That's the best!" the old man snorted, turning and striding towards the hole.

Seeing that there were no screams, everyone also stepped into the cave one after another, their eyes fiery.

Yun Mu stood aside, secretly calculating in his heart, his eyes showing doubts, but he still temporarily suppressed his doubts and stepped in.

A soft light enveloped Yun Mu's whole body, as if a bubble slowly lifted it into the air.

Yun Mu looked around and found that everyone, like himself, was trapped in a bubble, floating faintly, and below them, a majestic continent suddenly appeared.

On that continent, there were dense deep forests, endless seas, deserts of yellow sand, and the bottomless ravines between them......

Every region is huge, and the Zhao Kingdom is like a projectile land compared to it.

Everything in front of them made everyone's hearts roar, their breathing was short, and their eyes showed indescribable fear and shock, as well as a trace of excitement.

This...... What kind of secret realm is this, and what kind of primordial monk can have such a huge secret realm!

Just as the people were restless, a voice rang in their ears, echoing around them.

"The old man Chenyunzi, refining qi at the age of ten, building a foundation at the age of thirty, stumbling all the way to the elendan at the age of one hundred and twenty-five, crossing the thunder tribulation at the age of three hundred and eighty-five and stepping into the realm of the infant, traveling through the world, sinking into the path of cultivation, and finally entering the mortal at the age of eight hundred, but unfortunately he did not rebel against the sky, trapped in the mortal tribulation, and died ....."

"This is one of the secret places that the old man explored before his death, called the Four Directions, the deep forest, the desert, the sea, and the abyss, each of which has the old man's inheritance of the mind and the treasures left behind, if you have this opportunity, you can take it all......"

As the old voice gradually dissipated, everyone's eyes were bright, and a look of greed emerged.

The secret realm of a mortal monk, as well as the treasures it left behind, if you are fated to get it, obtain its inheritance, not to mention stepping into the mortal, at least the Yuan Ying is hopeful!

Everyone glanced at each other, their eyes turned, and they were on guard against each other, and they were secretly calculating in their hearts, the opportunity was accompanied by danger, and the secret realm left by a mortal monk was not something they could easily set foot in.

Suddenly, the bubble around a young monk burst, and then, as if sucked by a crack, the whole person disappeared directly in front of everyone's eyes.

Without waiting for everyone's quick reaction, in an instant, everyone's bubbles burst one after another, and their figures disappeared in an instant.

Yun Mu only felt a huge force coming, his entire body was distorted and deformed under the huge force, and his consciousness would dissipate in an instant.

In the northern part of the Sifang Realm, in a dense jungle, a sturdy saber-toothed tiger was moving slowly, its too large body, and on its back, there was a figure wearing animal skins, heavy makeup on his face, and he couldn't see clearly.

At the same time, the figure wore a hat made of weeds on its head, held a wooden spear in its hand, and looked around with a wary look.

Behind the figure, there was a young man dressed in white, his eyes were closed, his lips were slightly purple, and his whole body was shivering, obviously poisoned.

"Little Ash, hurry back to the village, the young man in the back seems to be a little unable to hold on. The figure in animal skin hurriedly patted the neck of the saber-toothed tiger under him, and at the same time took out a medicinal herb from his arms, put it in his mouth and bit it, and fed it to the young man.

The saber-toothed tiger under him, after hearing the order, suddenly turned his head, raised his head and roared, and rushed forward.

"Yo, Xiaofeng is back, and there is still a teenager lying there, what happened?"

"This is what I picked up on this hunt, and I don't know what's wrong, but he seems to be poisoned by the Leaf Grass. ”

"Then hurry up and take him to the village chief, this kid can meet you, and it is a fortune teller. ”

"Uncle Nabo, I'll go first, goodbye. ”

In a trance, Yun Mu seemed to hear the sound of dripping rain, the coughing of an old man, and the sound of a woman singing.

"Where is this?" Yun Mu struggled to open his eyes, and just as he was about to sit up, he felt a heart-rending pain coming.

"Wake up. An old voice sounded in Yun Mu's ears.

"Don't move, your injuries haven't fully recovered, and you still need to calm down. Seeing that Yun Mu wanted to stand up, the old man hurriedly held him up.

"Thank you. ”

"Don't thank me, thank Xiaofeng if you want to thank me. ”

Following the old man's gaze, Yun Mu saw a woman wearing a wreath on her head, sitting quietly at the door, looking at the dripping rain outside the house, humming softly.