Chapter Eighty-Four: The Journey Begins

The Taiheng Mountains are located in the north of Qingzhou, on the border of Dapu, and more than 3,000 miles away from Cangyun Sect.

Starting from the early morning, the huge wooden boat carrying the outer disciples flew for a day and a night before reaching the edge of the Taiheng Mountain Range.

In the distance, the deep mountains are like undulating waves, stretching for thousands of miles, looking from the wooden boat, the eyes are full of turquoise as if endless, and finally connected with the blue sky.

Taiheng Mountains, thousands of miles of mountains, tigers and leopards in the mountains, monsters are everywhere, dangerous places, known as Qingzhou well-known dangerous places.

Since it is a dangerous place famous in the cultivation realm, naturally there will not only be demon beasts, but there are even more poisonous miasma in the mountains, swamps that swallow people, and even terrifying plants that feed on demon beasts.

There are countless dangerous places in the Taiheng Mountain Range, and countless cultivators have explored them for many years, but they can't mark all the dangerous places one by one, and only record the three dangerous places in the mountain range.

The three dangers are the Misty Forest, the Crying Blood Valley, and the Burial Soul Valley, almost every year, there are many cultivators who fall into these three dangerous places, and later they were recognized by the cultivation world that if they do not reach the realm of foundation building, once they enter the three major dangerous places of Taiheng, they will definitely die, even if a single foundation building monk enters the three dangerous places, it is difficult to survive.

The huge wooden boat finally stopped next to a mound, and a group of outer disciples jumped out of the wooden boat one after another, observing the mountains in the distance with a new look, and beyond this mound, there was a dense forest on the outskirts of the Taiheng Mountain Range.

Lang Qianli put away the wooden boat, looked at the empty surroundings, and said loudly: "Our speed is still too slow, it took a day and a night to reach the periphery of Taiheng, even if the inner disciples with the lowest realm are ahead of us, but slow also has the advantage of slowness, countless inner disciples should enter the mountain range first, if you enter again, you will basically not encounter any danger, even if there are demon beasts, they have already been killed by the inner disciples." ”

With a bewildering smile, Long Qianli continued: "Taiheng training, for six days, we were delayed on the road for one day, and there are still five days to go, during this time, you can explore the periphery of the mountain range at will, but as soon as the time of five days is up, you must leave the mountain range and return to the sect on your own, otherwise as soon as the time passes, the other disciples have withdrawn from the mountain range, and if you stay in the mountain, it is basically no different from looking for death." ”

Lang Qianli held his fat chest, waved his fat hand condescendingly, and shouted: "Taiheng experience begins, all the disciples enter the mountain range!"

Under the deacon's order, some of the outer disciples were accompanied by three or five, and some of them walked alone, rushing to the dense forest in the distance, and after a short time, they disappeared into the dense forest one after another.

Bai Yi was also among the outer disciples, but as soon as he entered the dense forest, he immediately changed his direction, galloped out sideways, and waited until he ran out of more than a mile, then he changed to move forward, and soon after, the slightly thin figure gradually disappeared in the depths of the tall ancient forest.

Jiang Dachuan was also in the team of this training, and he also wanted to explore the dangerous place with Bai Yi, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see any trace of his uncle, so he explored alone in confusion, but he didn't dare to go deeper, and only wandered around the dense forest.

Standing in place, his fat face still had a smile, but in that smile, there seemed to be a poisonous snake hidden, which looked palpitating.

The surroundings were empty, extremely quiet, Ling Qianli sneered and took out a small copper mirror, and injected the spiritual power into it, only to see a flash of spiritual light on the mirror, and a somewhat vague figure appeared in it, as the spiritual power injected into the copper mirror became stronger, the vague figure was already clearly recognizable, it was Bai Yi!

"With this soul chasing mirror, you are the turtle in the urn. ”

Holding the bronze mirror, Lang Qianli suddenly laughed wildly, and shouted fiercely: "The hunt has just begun, Bai Yi, Bai Yi, you have to escape faster, as long as you can escape a hundred miles away, you can escape the tracking of the soul chasing mirror, hahahaha!"

Laughing wildly, the fat face gradually distorted and became hideous, and he shouted fiercely: "I don't know what is good or bad, this deacon will definitely let your prey taste the torture of the world, and make your life worse than death!"

In the ancient forest, Bai Yi's footsteps paused slightly, and when he looked back at the direction he came, his delicate eyebrows frowned slightly.

Although he changed direction after entering the ancient forest, he first rushed to the side, and only changed to move forward after walking a mile, but he did not chase after him, which Bai Yi was a little puzzled about.

The elder deacon bewitched the outer disciples to train, and it must be for himself, but why didn't he chase him, could it be that the despicable man still has any backhand?

Although he was suspicious in his heart, Bai Yi couldn't immediately deduce the means of Lang Qianli, so he could only move on.

The periphery of the Taiheng Mountains is a boundless ancient forest, the old trees in the forest are ten zhang high, the shade of the trees is so dense that even the sunlight is almost blocked, only a wisp of sporadic light through the layers of leaves can shine to the bottom of the forest, which is a little depressing.

Stepping on the thick dead leaves in the forest, Bai Yi's footsteps were steady, but his speed was not slow, and he walked in the ancient forest vigorously, ignoring the strange flowers and plants in the surrounding forests, not to mention that those ordinary flowers and plants were useless, even if there were low-level spirit grasses, Bai Yi couldn't look at them.

Staying in an open area, Bai Yi took out the map of the Taiheng Mountains that Yang Yifan gave him from his storage bag, slightly identified the direction, and walked towards the southeast.

On the periphery of Taiheng, Bai Yi did not have the slightest interest, his purpose was the Burial Soul Valley where Yang Yifan was in distress back then.

There is the best place for him to settle his grudges with Ridge Qianli.

The Taiheng Mountain Range is too vast, although there are many Cangyun disciples, but they are scattered here, it is simply a handful of sand scattered into the big river, and it can't even make a splash, if it weren't for the general direction of the sect to enter the mountain range, even if it is explored for a month, it is difficult for two disciples to meet in the mountain.

After walking for half an hour, Bai Yi only saw two outer disciples on the road, and as for the inner disciples, he didn't even meet one.

The inner disciple must have already gone deep into the mountain range, Bai Yi did not walk, but sacrificed the flying boat magic weapon, controlled the flying boat at a height of a few feet from the ground, and flew quickly.

Flying is a big taboo to explore dangerous places, because once a cultivator flies, he is likely to alarm the surrounding demon beasts and make himself a live target in mid-air.

There are many flying demon beasts in the cultivation realm, and some land demon beasts can easily attack in mid-air, if they don't have any strength, flying in a dangerous place is definitely a move to find death.

Since Bai Yi dared to use the flying boat, he was not afraid of attracting demon beasts, firstly, many inner disciples had already penetrated deep into the ancient forest, and secondly, there were at most first-level demon beasts on the periphery of this Taiheng Mountain Range, so he really didn't care much.

Don't look at the appearance, it only seems that it is only in the middle stage of qi refining, but in fact, it has already reached the realm of the late stage of qi refining, and with the mid-level magic weapon that was snatched from the mouse-eyed young man, Bai Yi has already easily dealt with the first-level demon beast.

Bypassing a huge ancient tree that can only be hugged by three or five people, Bai Yi suddenly saw the upside-down vines appear in front of him, like a big net, covering his head.

The speed of the wooden boat under his feet is already comparable to that of a flying horse, and at this speed, it is difficult to bypass the sudden obstacles, and without the foundation building, without the consciousness of the soul, Bai Yi cannot see through the vines behind the ancient tree in advance.

With a flicker of his eyes, Bai Yi instantly sacrificed his flying sword and broke the vines in front of him with a sword, and as countless vines broke, the flying boat rushed over without stopping for a moment.

The vines on both sides fell like a curtain of rain, as if a heavy blue rain had fallen.

The young man who walked through the vines was like a handsome boy on a ferry boat in the rain, this scene was like a poetic painting, but when Bai Yi was about to fly out of this green rain, a strange and smooth vine suddenly fell quickly from the top of his head, and at the top of this vine, there was a hideous mouth with fangs upside down!