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"Is there such a thing?" Qiao Wenxiao looked at Feng Yiting in disbelief, and then said with a smile: "Nonsense, little junior nephew, do you really think that your senior uncle is scared? According to what you say, now is the time for Junhong Ancestor to re-establish an agreement with Chaos?"

Feng Yiting looked at Qiao Wenxiao blankly, he didn't believe that the other party didn't even know this!

Qiao Wenxiao smiled, he glanced at Feng Yiting, and said disapplausively: "Look at your nervous appearance, junior nephew, when human geologists have not figured out that Mount Everest is the first peak in the world, countless cultivators have already known the Dao. Even if they don't measure it, what do you think the Jinyang Immortal of Zhenxian Temple is eating! ”

Feng Yiting breathed a sigh of relief and said, "So...... This is settled?"

But Qiao Wenxiao shook his head and sighed: "Many years ago, everyone knew that the Dao Ancient Well was in the highest position in the world, but until today, Chaos is still locked in the Lock Dragon Well. Could it be that we just committed suicide because we were worried? We have to live a good life, practice of cultivation, farming of farming, I don't think I heard of anyone jumping into the river because Mount Everest is the first peak in the world, right?"

Feng Yiting still looked at Qiao Wenxiao blankly, he always hoped that Uncle Xiao could tell him that Jun Hong's agreement with Chaos was a joke on him, but Qiao Wenxiao never said so, he just said: "Everyone was very nervous at first, but slowly got used to it, have you ever heard a worrying allusion?"

Feng Yiting said solemnly: "I've heard of it, but I always feel that something is wrong, and I have a premonition that something will happen." ”

"It's fine. Qiao Wenxiao comforted him and said: "If it is the first time you have heard about this matter, it is normal to feel this way, and slowly you will get used to it, and this world will not be destroyed because of this, believe my little nephew." ”

Feng Yiting fell silent, not because Ruyiyun's speed was fast, and they had already reached the top of Mount Everest, but because he knew that he had told an unfinished story.

It wasn't until today that he figured out that a long, long time ago, the story that grandma wanted to tell him was everything that Uncle Xiao said now, but what about such a big movement that time?

And who was the mysterious black-clad woodcutter? I could see that the big disappearance had only been stopped after he appeared...... He shouldn't be Junhong, right?

Feng Yiting suddenly understood that the monster that cut down the big camphor tree must have something to do with Zhenxian Guan.

If the woodcutter doesn't show up, what will happen next, and if it's a demon related to chaos, what does it want to do?

What is even more strange about Feng Yiting is that when he was young, his family was very secretive about Zhenxian Guan, and others would not think about it? For example, Qiao Wenxiao, he could mention this matter without hesitation. And, now I hear the allusions, but nothing happens.

Although Feng Yiting's cultivation speed was extremely fast, he still had self-knowledge, and he believed that it had nothing to do with his own cultivation.

Could it be that what will happen if you go to Zhenxian Valley this time?

Feng Yiting was a little melancholy. This is not because of his own safety, what he is worried about is that if he can't get the Extreme Yin Sand, he won't be able to save Ye Keyi.

They had already stopped, Qiao Wenxiao had already looked at Mount Everest below, and took out the jade smoke purple xia umbrella on Feng Yiting's back, and said: "The disciples in the Zhenxian Temple have extremely high cultivation, if we are not careful, it will be a dream to get the extreme yin sand." What are you thinking about?"

Feng Yiting came to his senses at this time, he looked at Qiao Wenxiao, and understood that no matter what he had to do with Zhenxian Guan or Chaos, what he had to face this time was that he had to go to Zhenxian Guan to get back the Extreme Yin Sand, otherwise Ye Yilin would never live.

So he beat his spirit and said with a smile: "It's nothing, uncle, open the parasol, so it is estimated that Jin Yangxian will not be able to find us, I know the power of this parasol." ”

Qiao Wenxiao was looking at the parasol curiously, and when he heard Feng Yiting's words, he slowly opened the parasol.

After the parasol was opened, the two of them stood under the parasol, and suddenly felt that the world outside became quiet.

Originally, they were above Mount Everest, and although the air was thin, they could still hear the howling of the wind and snow under their feet, but after opening the parasol, this world seemed to become extremely quiet.

Feng Yiting and Qiao Wenxiao looked at each other, and slowly became stunned.

Because this world has not only become quieter, but as their consciousness spreads, the corresponding direction will be revealed as soon as the information is revealed, such as the Zhenxian Valley hidden in the immortal barrier on Mount Everest.

Not to mention Feng Yiting, even Qiao Wenxiao, who has a lot of experience, was surprised to find that there had never been such a complicated and repetitive immortal barrier set up anywhere like Zhenxian Valley. In other words, even if ordinary people pass by the Zhenxian Temple, they will never be able to discover the mysterious and simple immortal temple around them and under their feet.

And it is quietly at the top of Mount Everest, it is obviously the tallest building in the world!

This is a hazy feeling, because of the distance, although the fairy barriers are recognized by the parasols, they are still functioning, so looking down, the real scene is just a general half-nihilistic picture.

And the immortal barrier exists as a fact, and the real scene becomes an illusion.

Mount Everest, hidden by the immortal barrier, is actually deserted at a glance by ordinary people, and there is only wind and snow at its top.

Feng Yiting was stunned for a moment, and looked down in amazement, because he suddenly felt that the Taoist temple hidden under the many immortal obstacles was so familiar, as if he had seen it in a dream or somewhere!

He was being taken aback, when he heard Qiao Wenxiao sigh involuntarily: "This is really a good magic weapon!"

Feng Yiting came to his senses at this time, he shook his head, looked at Qiao Wenxiao, and only heard him say again: "This parasol is really a wonderful magic weapon!

Feng Yiting didn't expect that the Jade Smoke Zixia Umbrella actually had this kind of magical ability, in addition to being able to subdue opponents and targets, it turned out that after opening it, staying under it could actually see through any complex immortal obstacles and magic barriers, no wonder this umbrella was regarded as a treasure by the centipede spirit.

Only then did he come back to his senses from the shock of seeing the Taoist temple just now, and he was relieved to listen to Uncle Xiao's words.

For him, the immortal barrier may confuse him from afar, but it is not difficult for him at close range.

But for Po and Juan'er, it is crucial to be able to detect them early, because they are a pair of spirits.

He didn't want the couple to accidentally enter a fairyland with a strange magnetic field, and inexplicably lose it.

Many cultivators' cultivation places will have a variety of Dharma altars and drill venues, and these immortal family's magic weapons or cultivation are thousands of times the energy of the sun's radiation!

So he said casually: "Of course, it's like you hiding in the Nine Void Caves all day long, my brother Abao and my sister-in-law can be in the world all day long to treat diseases and save people, their blessings are so generous, you can't think of it, little uncle!"

Qiao Wenxiao rolled his eyes, and then said, "You have lost your elders, beware of Uncle Shi repairing you!"

Feng Yiting smiled, and then said, "Okay, don't make trouble, let's go to Zhenxian Temple, Uncle Xiao!"

Qiao Wenxiao nodded, and the two of them slowly pressed the head of the clouds and landed towards the small view at the top of Mount Everest.

As the distance approached, coupled with the mana of the parasol, the scene in front of him slowly became clearer, and although the stubborn immortal barrier was still in effect, the realism of the scene in front of him had improved a lot.

This is a small Taoist temple, the kind of Taoist temple shape that can often be seen in the mountains in the north.

It is a simple main hall, located on the highest point at the top of Mount Everest, on a sloping peak jutting out of the cliff.

Feng Yiting still remembers his grandmother's description of himself when he was a child, which is why he was stunned when he saw the Taoist temple.

He was only a few years old at the time, but he can still clearly remember the situation at that time, when his grandmother mentioned this place to him, the information he sensed in his consciousness was completely consistent with the mysterious Taoist temple at the moment!

When people receive information, they often passively produce a corresponding feeling.

It's like when someone describes someone you haven't met, you have a feeling, an impression of that person. But this feeling is often very different from a real person, because you have not met the other person, and this feeling is the reason why you imagine it yourself, and it is impossible to match the real person.

In the process of information exchange, the degree of authenticity is often lost due to the limitations of language, and this feeling will be proportional to the loss of information, which will produce an information error.

But Feng Yiting was surprised to find that many years ago, in such a general and casual description of his grandmother, he could clearly sense this place, and it was completely consistent with everything in front of him!

He had already discovered this problem when he was in heaven, and when he looked at everything in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned again!

"What's wrong with you?" Qiao Wenxiao felt his strangeness and asked, "What are you doing?"

Feng Yiting smiled bitterly: "You won't believe it when you say it, I seem to know this place, just like I've been here." ”

Qiao Wenxiao was stunned for a moment, and he said solemnly: "Don't think nonsense. Remember, we're here to fetch the Extreme Sand!"

Feng Yiting nodded, then abandoned distracting thoughts and began to look at the Taoist temple.

The main one is located at the very top of the cliff, and in the vicinity of this temple, there are other Taoist temples.

These Taoist temples are all built on the top of Mount Everest, and are set up as a very reasonable building complex by virtue of the appropriate geographical location.

As they slowly approached, they found that Zhenxian Temple was not like other immortal cultivation places sheltered by immortal barriers, with beautiful scenery and buildings, they were just a group of quaint and sturdy buildings, just like the quaint and simple subjectivity.

Looking down from the heights, you can see that there are occasional Taoist priests coming and going in the temple.

These are some cultivators who are not very tall, but they are all quite sturdy, they look resolute and vigorous, they are dressed in simple and simple clothes, they all look like Tibetans, and their cheeks have a clear plateau red.

What surprised Feng Yiting and Qiao Wenxiao the most was that the cultivation of these people all had a considerable foundation, and the worst age was not very old, even so, it was estimated that his cultivation was about the Broken Void Level!

Undoubtedly, it is not surprising that this situation completely stunned the pair.