In this way, the sword flew uninterrupted for two days, and Lan Yan and Linghu Heng were able to reach the Chenzhou Mansion in the northwest.

Chenzhou Mansion is the most prosperous area in the northwest, and Lingtian Palace, one of the six holy places, is in Chenzhou Mansion.

"In fact, the six holy lands are not monolithic as many people imagine, on the contrary, the six holy lands often rub each other, but the ancestors of the six holy lands have formulated an agreement to attack and defend the alliance, so they can unanimously deal with the demon gate. Lan Yan knew that Ling Hu Heng didn't know much about the Six Holy Lands, so he instilled this kind of knowledge in Ling Hu Heng on the fairy sword.

Lan Yan suddenly said indignantly: "Hmph, Ling Tiangong, the entire sect is a group of hypocrites!"

Ling Hu Heng was a little surprised and asked, "Why?"

"If they hadn't deliberately concealed the other four holy places, delayed time, and didn't come to the rescue, our Ancient Sword Sect would have lost such a strict loss in that battle with the Demon Gate forty years ago!" Lan Yan probably hated Ling Tiangong for not coming to the rescue, causing her to be separated from the old man for forty years of pain.

Ling Huheng didn't understand this secret, so he naturally didn't comment on it, but said: "Our trip is only to find medicine, and we shouldn't run into this group of hypocrites." ”

Lan Yan clenched his fists and said hatefully: "It's best not to let me meet, no matter how you say it, you will have to breathe this out!"

Ling Hu Heng secretly felt funny, this blue smoke is more than sixty years old, although it is properly maintained, it looks like a young woman in her thirties, but the anger is very big, Ling Hu Heng has already understood.

After arriving at Chenzhou Mansion, the first thing he did was to find out where this Qinglan Mountain was, but he didn't expect to ask several passers-by, but they all said that they didn't know him, which made Lan Yan and Ling Hu Heng look at each other.

Ling Huheng thought for a while and said, "Senior, could it be that in this mortal world, the name of Qinglan Mountain is different from the name of our immortal cultivation world?"

Lan Yan was stunned for a moment, and said, "Yes, your kid's mind is turning quite fast!, but how do you know the name of Qinglan Mountain in the world?"

"I once read in a book that this Cold Moon Ice Lotus is a rare antidote in the world, and it only grows on snow-capped mountains of more than 2,000 zhang, just ask if there is such a high mountain nearby. ”

Lan Yan looked at Ling Huheng appreciatively and said, "Okay, then this task will be handed over to you!" said this, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

Ling Hu Heng smiled bitterly, and it was not easy to refute, after all, Lan Yan's seniority was so high. I had to walk with Lan Yan to a less populated official road, and after waiting for a while, a middle-aged man with a ploughing ox came.

Lan Yan pushed Ling Hu Heng with his hand and motioned for Ling Hu Heng to act. Ling Huheng reluctantly stepped forward, reluctantly smiled, stopped the middle-aged man, and said, "This big brother ......"

Before he could say the following, the prime man immediately took two steps back, staring at the immortal sword that Ling Huheng was carrying, and stammered, "You...... You...... Don't come here! I'm a martial artist, ah, ha! Don't...... Don't think that you want to grab money with a sword!" As he spoke, the man danced twice and looked at Ling Huheng with a defensive expression.

Ling Huheng touched his face helplessly, and said secretly: "Does my face look like a robber? I didn't say that I planted this tree, and I opened this road." ”

Helpless to be helpless, the road still has to be asked. Ling Huheng tried his best to look approachable, and said kindly: "Don't be afraid, this big brother, I'm not a robber, I just want to ask you for directions." ”

The middle-aged man was still defensive, and said, "You ask, I will tell you what I know." Hearing that Linghu Heng is not a robber, the heart of the man in his prime is much more settled, and he even speaks smoothly.

Ling Huheng asked, "I don't know which is the highest mountain in the vicinity?"

The middle-aged man was stunned, but he didn't expect Ling Huheng to ask him this way. He thought about it carefully and said, "I remember that when I was a child, my grandfather told me that there was a Qingniu Mountain near here, and the whole mountain was like a cow. ”

Ling Hu Heng was overjoyed: "Hey, this Qingniu Mountain and Qinglan Mountain are just one word difference, maybe it's Qinglan Mountain!", thinking of this, Ling Huheng continued to ask: "Then how high is this Qingniu Mountain?"

The man in the prime of life said: "It is very high, and people can't see the top of the mountain when they stand below......

"Is there snow on the top of the mountain?"

The middle-aged man said in amazement: "How do you know? Grandpa said that only immortals can go up, and mortals can't go up." ”

"Where is this Qingniu Mountain?" asked Ling Huheng a little anxiously.

The man in the prime of life stretched out his hand and said, "It's at the end of the road behind me." ”

Lan Yan and Ling Hu Heng looked at each other, and sure enough, they faintly saw a big mountain, and the top of the mountain was floating in the clouds, which was very ethereal. Ling Hu Heng saw it more clearly, after all, he was a natural pupil artist.

Lan Yan said, "Let's go!" As he spoke, he pulled Linghu Heng into the clouds as soon as he unfolded the sword technique.

The middle-aged man saw that Lan Yan and Ling Hu Heng were missing in an instant, and he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, and muttered: "Immortals, I have seen immortals!"

The Qingniu Mountain does not seem to be far away, but as the saying goes, "looking at the mountain and running a dead horse", that is to say, I think the mountain is very close, but in fact it is very far away. This Qingniu Mountain is like this, with the speed of blue smoke, it took a quarter of an hour for the sword to fly.

After arriving at Qinglan Mountain, Lan Yan handed another firework to Ling Huheng and said, "You and I will go separately to find the Cold Moon Pool, if you find it, do you know what to do?"

Ling Huheng nodded, and without saying much, he immediately unfolded the "Linfeng Imperial Sword Technique" and went to the deep mountain.

I have to say that it was really cold on this Qinglan Mountain, so Hu Heng had to reduce the speed of the imperial sword, and also blessed his body with spiritual power to resist this severe cold. But that's right, at the moment, I'm on a mountain of more than 2,000 zhang, can I not be cold!

It's just that in this way, the consumption of spiritual power is even greater, and Ling Hu Heng doesn't know if he can support it until he finds the Cold Moon Pool.

After searching for a long time, there were no clues, which made Hu Heng a little discouraged. Suddenly, a human voice came: "...... The ink Jiao next to the Moon Pond is really difficult, we have sent second-generation disciples from Ling Tian Palace, and we still can't beat it......"

"Yes, I have broken several of my fellow disciples, I heard that a generation of disciples are coming, I don't know who will be sent...... "Fortunately, there are trees on this Qinglan Mountain, and those few people have not found where Ling Huheng is.

After making Hu Heng happy, he was worried, and thought: "In this way, there is no place to find when you step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there! It's just that it seems that there is some ink Jiao in the cold moon pool, this is a big problem!"

Just thinking about it, those people walked away, Ling Hu Heng's heart moved, and he hurriedly urged the sword trick to land, gathered his body, and hung those people from a distance. The cultivation of those people is far lower than that of Ling Hu Heng, and they can't find Ling Hu Heng's tracking at all, but Ling Hu Heng is also very careful, after all, they said that there are other second-generation disciples, although they don't know how their cultivation is, but they can match Mo Jiao, one of the rare beasts, and their cultivation is not much worse, right?

The mountain road of Qinglan Mountain is rugged, and I don't know how many years no one has walked it, the bluestone on the road is covered with cold moss, Rao is cultivation made Hu Heng's cultivation almost slip, but fortunately it did not alarm the people in front of him, so that Hu Heng was shocked into a cold sweat.

I don't know how long the mountain road was, and finally came to an open place, Ling Hu Heng didn't dare to show his figure, and hurriedly jumped on a big tree without a sound, quietly looking ahead. In front of me was a naturally formed crescent-shaped pool, and the snow water on the snow-capped mountain had melted and flowed down into the pool, but the water in the pool had remained unchanged, no more, no less.

Ling Hu Heng knew that something was wrong, and looked carefully at the cold moon pool, but saw a few lotus leaves floating quietly on the calm pool, a few budding buds were scattered everywhere, and a lotus flower that had already bloomed was blooming in the wind. Ling Hu Heng was overjoyed in his heart: "This is the Cold Moon Ice Lotus, great, the little witch can be saved." ”

Suddenly, a breeze blew beside him, which startled Hu Heng, and before he could draw his sword, he was covered by someone who came and said, "Boy, it's me!"

Linghu Heng looked at it, and it turned out to be blue smoke. Ling Huheng was worried about how to send her a message, but she didn't expect her to find it herself. Lan Yan let go of Ling Huheng's mouth and said softly, "Hehe, this Ling Tian Palace has actually sent so many disciples!"

Ling Hu Heng also lowered his voice and said, "Senior, I accidentally heard that there is an ink Jiao in this Cold Moon Pool, but I don't know how to cultivate, it's just that even several second-generation disciples of Ling Tian Palace can't beat it, and Ling Tian Palace has also sent a generation of disciples over. ”

Lan Yan was startled and said: "Mo Jiao? This is a rare beast, all of them are treasures! It's just that where this ink Jiao haunts, there must be some rare treasures, this kind of rare treasure can't be this Cold Moon Ice Lotus, although the Cold Moon Ice Lotus has a miraculous effect, Mo Jiao didn't look at it." ”

Ling Huheng said: "Then what should I do?"

A sly look flashed in Lan Yan's eyes, and he smiled mysteriously: "Wait and see!"

Ling Huheng also understood, covered his mouth and said with a snicker: "You senior, you don't have the demeanor of a senior!"

The hatred in Lan Yan's eyes gradually increased: "If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people in Ling Tiangong, this Immortal Gu would have seen one and kill the other, this group of hypocrites!"

Ling Hu Heng knew that Lan Yan still cared about the incident forty years ago, and he didn't say much, just quietly looked at the Cold Moon Pool. I saw that the group of disciples of Ling Tiangong had been busy, as if they were arranging the formations, and the techniques used were very complicated, so Ling Hu Heng couldn't see any fame, and couldn't help asking: "Senior, look at it, what kind of formation are they arranged?"

Lan Yan restrained his hatred, observed it carefully, and pondered for a long time before saying: "Judging from the magic weapons and techniques they use, it should be the Five Elements Array, no, this Five Elements Array is not very powerful, unless there are five people with the Five Elements Attribute Exercises, and those who have cultivated about the same have the effect of multiplying the power, otherwise the power can't even compare to the ordinary formation, I can't figure it out......"

Ling Hu Heng suddenly saw that five people wearing Ling Tian Palace's costumes landed from the sky, and he didn't know what kind of flying method they used, but Ling Hu Heng was sure that it was not a sword technique.

The leader asked calmly, "Is the Five Elements Array set up?"

A disciple of Ling Tian Palace replied respectfully, "Senior Brother Hui, it's almost over. ”

"Okay, see if I don't burn this ink Jiao!" said an arrogant voice.

"Hmph, it's up to you?"

"Fujiki, what do you mean!"

......

"That's enough!" the leader shouted, "In front of all the junior brothers, you don't feel ashamed, I still want this face!"

The arrogant man also reined in his voice and said in a deep voice, "Senior brother is right. ”

The leader also restrained his temper and said, "Hurry up and prepare, lest you have too many dreams at night!"

"Yes!" the other four replied in unison.

"Hmph!" the two men who had been arguing before snorted coldly at each other, turning their heads away from each other.

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