There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and it depends on the changes of the sky to know the clues.

It's summer in the blink of an eye, and the flowers are blooming all over the mountain, and the greenery is immediately soaked in almost every corner.

It's just that at the top of the eastern mountain system of the Tongtian Valley, there is still snow and ice.

Yang Zhao stood on the edge of the cliff, looking far away, and all he saw was the vast clouds, and there was no edge in sight. There is also the sound of the wind, whistling like the sound of the tide of the sea, pushing the clouds and squeezing the fog, slapping the rock wall under the feet, as if to roll the people on the cliff into this boundless sea of clouds.

Isn't this the boundary between heaven and earth?

Knowing that this idea was ridiculous, Yang Zhao still couldn't help but think like this. For from the place where he stood, thousands of miles stretched from north to south, and it was like this, and the front seemed to be endless.

This is what he has measured from his own legs and feet for months, and there is no falsehood.

This section of boundless cliffs, although there are also concave and convex mountains, but in the vast area that is thousands of miles long, it is as smooth as a mirror, like a sword of the gods, dividing the earth in half.

"Tongtian Valley, Tongtian Valley is the place where Tongtian is carried out after the South Dipper Peak, I don't know if there will be a day, when this sea of clouds disperses, can I see the whole picture of this valley?"

It's a normal idea, but during this time, he has gone back and forth on the boundless cliff hundreds of times, and no matter how cloudy the weather is, he has never seen the sea of clouds disperse.

It has been five months since Yang Zhao and Xiaobai arrived in this rift, and during this time, he was busy every day, hardly having a moment of leisure, just because the jade narcissus that was recorded in the immortal book for refining the Tongtian Pill was a little difficult to find.

This Tongtian Pill has the effect of passing through the seven orifices, and it has unimaginable benefits for cultivating that purple void intention.

Waving away these miscellaneous thoughts, Yang Zhao calmed down slightly, and then leaned towards the edge of the cliff, facing the blowing wind, he slightly blinded his eyes, cutting off his mouth and nose breathing, and the true qi in his body immediately spontaneously operated, slowly adjusting the rise and fall of qi and blood, and when the state of his body reached a high level, he suddenly stretched out his hand, probed in the void, and then walked with his sword, and came to a mountain cliff.

At a glance, there was a result in a blink of an eye, Yang Zhao opened his eyes and grinned: "It seems that this is it." ”

With a smile, he jumped down, and Xiaobai also followed behind him, nodding, not knowing what he was thinking.

Tongtian shares, the legend is torn by the power of heaven and generated, the elders do not see the end, the deep do not see the bottom. Yang Zhao didn't find the beginning and end of this valley, and naturally he couldn't find out the depth of this valley. He jumped from the edge of the cliff, and in the blink of an eye he was pierced into the mist, and the shadows of the branches and strange stones that crossed the cliffs flowed past him.

With a little bit of strength on various obstacles, the speed of descent became slower and slower, and finally a rocky beam protruding from the cliff wall was glimpsed and fell lightly. Here, the unique aroma of shrimp grass is getting stronger, but it will take some time to confirm the exact location through the fog.

After staying on the stone beam for a quarter of an hour, the surrounding fog showed no sign of dissipating, but Yang Zhao had already locked on to the target, and he did not hesitate at the moment, his calf exerted force, and his body shot towards the side of the dense fog like an arrow.

Borrowing strength on the cliff wall, he swept across the distance of seven zhang in a blink of an eye, as he predicted, there was no obstacle in the middle, in the mist, the image of the giant pine standing obliquely between the rock crevices became clearer and clearer, Yu Ci slid up against the rock wall, and gently landed at the root of the tree, moving as light as a cat.

As it fell, a strong wind blew in the canyon, and the strong wind made the giant pines creak and make the surrounding fog flow rapidly.

Yang Zhaoyun had enough eyesight, and through the fog barrier that became lighter, he was very pleased to see that at the front end of the giant pine trunk, within the layers of pine branches, there were dozens of hair-like shadows, rising and falling, as if they would be torn off by the wind in the next moment, but more of them were still wrapped around the trunk and branches.

The target was close at hand, and Yang Zhao's mind became more and more stable. He didn't rush forward to pick it, but from his hands, he exuded purple void intent, stimulated the blue light spirit, and walked in the void.

Purple Void, since the essence of heaven and earth aura condensed, mixed with all truths, the total control of the gods, self-contained, all of them are like the momentum of heaven and earth, for the use of the gods.

In the past ten years, Yang Zhao has been studying the way of purple void day by day, and that volume of "Purple Void Yellow Court True Scripture" is his only source of systematic knowledge. Although he is now proficient in more than a dozen techniques recorded in the book, he is already familiar with the various descriptions in the book.

And the method of the meaning of the spirit of heaven and earth recorded in the volume of "Taishang Heaven and Earth Immortal Book" is also a pattern of its own, but the truly wonderful magic is to combine the three parties and take their essence.

It's a pity that Yang Zhao's cultivation is not enough, and his Taoism is not deep, even if he has a good spiritual source like the "Purple Void Yellow Court True Scripture", he can also make the Purple Void intent perfect, but he still can't attract the power of those heaven and earth intentions. He can only learn some relatively simple and pure, single-system-based prohibitions now, such as the one he is using now.

The hand guides the blue light and draws an extremely abstract figure in the void. The upper one is a bird pattern, the lower one is a tiger pattern, and the surrounding columns are divided, and the center is finished with a buckled seal pattern.

When this prohibition was drawn, the blue light lines residing in the void lit up, and then quickly condensed and shrunk, until they became a delicate talisman the size of half a palm, and then they froze.

Yang Zhao stretched out his hand and pointed, this prohibition immediately flew out, but the flight trajectory was very peculiar, it was based on Yu Ci's finger as the axis, flying around the circle, the circle became bigger and bigger, and the talisman flew farther and farther, until it was completely submerged in the dense fog, Yang Zhao withdrew his hand.

As soon as the preparations were completed, Yang Zhao stepped forward, as if walking on a lone bridge, and slowly came to the top edge of the giant pine.

The jade narcissus was already leaning over, but Yang Zhao was not in a hurry, and then took out the prepared stone box from his sleeve, and carefully placed it in a branch recess formed by the interlacing of several pine branches at hand, which was a naturally formed stable platform, but Yang Zhao was still not at ease, and then fixed it with a talisman, and this was the end.

Then he leaned down and carefully picked the daffodils.

The blades of grass are only the thickness of a hair, and when they are wrapped around the trunk of a tree, they become entangled with the uneven bark and tear apart if you are not careful. Because of the medicinal demand, the roots must be taken down together when picking, so Yu Ci must sort out and untie the intertwined grass leaves one by one until the roots are found, and then they can be pulled out.

This kind of work is completely a water grinding effort, which tests patience and is most afraid of accidents.

Fortunately, Yang Zhao's luck today is really good. For two or three hours, without any external disturbance, Yang Zhao picked this piece of jade narcissus by the way, which was roughly intact, about 100 or so roots, and placed them in the stone box on the side one by one.

As recorded in the Taishang Immortal Book, this jade narcissus can absorb the aura of Yimu and restrain it with the golden qi, so it cannot be contained in metal or wooden boxes. You can only use the stone box issued by the White Sun Mansion Administrator. In the stone box, the jade narcissus has been tiled with a shallow layer, and it can also refine a furnace of elixir, which is what he has gained in the past few months.

After doing this, the sky has darkened, the half-set sunset has weakly shone the afterglow into the clouds, Yang Zhao put away the stone box, put away all kinds of spells, with those horizontal side branches and Dao rock gaps, like an ape to climb the hundreds of feet of mountain wall, and when he reached the cliff, the strong wind blew, only to know that the middle coat had been soaked with sweat, and the cold was soaked, and it was definitely uncomfortable.

These things are over, find a leeward place, breathe for a while, wait for the clothes to dry, Yang Zhao then set off, a few longitudinal falls, and Xiaobai and Xiaobai disappeared into the reckless mountains behind him.

In the past few months around Tongtian Valley, Yang Zhao's foothold has also changed at any time, and the place he arranged in advance yesterday was more than a hundred miles away, and it would take nearly an hour to go back and forth on the road alone.

After entering the Mangcang Mountain Forest, the night quickly fell, and the vision became darker and darker, but the speed of Yang Zhao's Imperial Sword did not decrease at all, and the unique breath of the mountain forest blew in front of his nose, he could distinguish the hidden and approaching danger from the mixed breath of thousands of smells, and changed lanes in time, I don't know how much trouble he avoided.

Seeing that he was about to leave this vast mountain forest, Yang Zhao was stunned, and then slowed down.

Where he was, the trees had become sparse, and in their place were craggy rocks, black and thin, and the night was desolate.

Because of this, a few miles away, a cluster of desolate beast breath could pass through the gap in the forest, flicker and shake in his divine sense, more clearly than the breath, is the smell of blood blown by the mountain wind, in addition, although it is extremely weak, Yang Zhao can still catch the breath of the ancient desolate beast after the bloody battle.

Yang Zhao was sure that there were definitely ancient desolate beasts over there that he couldn't deal with.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but scratch his head. He can go around, but he is afraid of alarming those demon beasts after the big battle, what can he do?

Just thinking about it, his face changed slightly, just against the wind, he didn't notice that there were seven or eight demon beasts approaching on the side, and it was only half a mile away from his location.

He drew the Void Sword in his right hand, and secretly confronted Xiao Bai, it seems that this time he can only start a big battle.

After drawing out the Void Sword, Yang Zhao's brows furrowed, this time he was afraid that there would be more than one luck, but he was also not afraid of a battle.

Soon, however, his keen sense of consciousness was able to discern some information: it seemed to be an acquaintance!

On the edge of the bamboo forest not far away, Qingyin sat on the strange beast when he first saw Yang Zhao, untied his bun, hung down in front of him like a waterfall of green silk, and was slowly combing, and the scene was seven or eight points similar to the situation when they first met.

It is all the indifference that looks at others as nothing, as well as the beauty of heaven and earth, and the charm of women that emerges from the bones, faintly flowing, not visible, but invisible, attracting people's attention.

How could Yang Zhao resist it!

Looking at her like this, I don't know how long I've been sitting there, thinking that I haven't seen her since I went down to Nandou Peak in the past few years, my face turned red, and I couldn't raise my face at all.

It's okay to cover up his gaffe just now.

He instinctively wanted to go over and meet her, but what Lu Wu said suddenly flashed in his mind.

The thought only turned in his heart, and he bowed his hand from afar: "I haven't seen the immortal master for a long time, and I don't know how the immortal master is now, why are you here?"

Qingyin didn't even look at him, but the indifference was even worse than before. I only heard her say: "You are here to find that jade narcissus, can you let me have a look?"

Yang Zhao was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he hurriedly approached Qingyin's side and respectfully sent the jade narcissus.

Qingyin was not busy picking it up, but unhurriedly pulled the green silk into a bun, and then took the jade box where the jade narcissus was placed.

This was originally a rather slow move, but on the one hand, she was an elder, and on the other hand, when she raised her hand, she was infinitely graceful and beautiful, Yang Zhao only felt that she never got tired of looking at it, and how could she feel uncomfortable.

With a light hand, the jade box had been taken by Qingyin and slowly unfolded, and when he saw it, Qingyin said: "It's been three thousand years, and I finally saw it again." ”

Yang Zhao was dumbfounded, Qingyin only looked at his expression, and knew that he was right.

She shook her head slightly, and handed the jade box back: "If you can get this jade daffodil, it is also your creation, so take it and go down the mountain!"

And that's the end?

Yang Zhao was a little caught off guard, and just responded for a while, but forgot to move.

Qingyin got up slowly, ignoring him, but his eyes looked into the depths of the vast mountains and forests, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yang Zhao didn't dare to be disturbed, and when his mind turned a corner, he also knew that he couldn't stay here, so he bowed down again and retreated.

"That's it. Qingyin suddenly opened his mouth to stop him, Yang Zhao looked stunned, and heard Qingyin say slowly: "This time you go down the mountain, you will never come back!"

Yang Zhao was stunned like a marionette, and before he could react, the Qingyin had already ridden away on the spirit beast, leaving only a faint fragrance floating here, and it dissipated after a long time.