Fang Zhuozhan looked at it, but what came into his eyes was a colorful misty light

Misty light barrier.

Fang Zhuo recognized it at a glance, this colorful light was actually a kind of magic array, and it was recorded in detail in the Talisman General Outline Point Matrix Chapter.

This light barrier casts a blurry light around it, which is actually similar to the illusion circle. The person on the other side of the obscuration can clearly see the scene here, but the person on this side can't see the situation on the other side.

"Oh, I don't know which young lady of the Huang family it is?" a voice came from the other side of the light barrier.

"I'm a junior. Miss Huang, who was standing on Fang Zhuo's shoulder, replied crisply.

Fang Zhuo listened to the answer of one person and one bird, and secretly thought in his heart.

Those outer disciples were extremely respectful to Miss Huang San, but the people on the other side were obviously not like that. Although there was also a hint of respect in his tone, it was much lighter.

It seems that this should be the inner disciple.

Without Miss Huang's instructions, Fang Zhuo didn't dare to step into this light barrier. And he didn't know how big the scope of the light barrier was, so it might be a bit inappropriate to enter it rashly.

At this time, the light barrier fluctuated, and the situation on the other side was revealed. The scenery in the distance was still blurry, and a young man in a pale yellow robe was seen in mid-air, sitting cross-legged with a long sword hanging horizontally under his body, supporting his body.

The little yellow bird's claws moved, and the paper crane flew out, passed through the light barrier, and fell into the hands of the young man.

Fang Zhuo's divine sense had been locked on the communication rune paper crane, but he didn't expect that after the paper crane passed through the light barrier, it suddenly cut off the information. In Fang Zhuo's eyes, he could still see it flying all the way into the young man's hands. Fang Zhuo knew in his heart that this was another function of the light obstacle.

In addition to blocking light, the light barrier also has the function of distorting light and sound waves. The young man he saw now was in mid-air, but the real location was not necessarily there. If someone wants to break through the mountain with malicious intentions, this level will not be easy to pass.

After examining the Shuimu Qinghua sword mark on the communication talisman, the young man's robe sleeves waved, and the light barrier in front of Fang Zhuo's eyes slowly dissipated.

The light barrier was removed, and three young people appeared in front of them. One of them did sit on top of the sword, in the air, but the difference between his true position and what he could see through the light barrier was very different. Thirty or forty zhang away, a young man also dressed in a pale yellow robe sat on a tall tree, holding a mantra with his eyes down, apparently cultivating.

And in the distance there is a stone case, which is very tall. A tall, fat guy sat behind a stone desk. Looking at it from a distance, the man seemed to be cultivating with his eyes closed.

"It is indeed Uncle Zhan's sword-shaped rune. The young man sitting on the long sword said, "Miss Huang San, leave this person to us, you can be busy with your own affairs." ”

"I'm interested in this little guy now. The little yellow bird said: "Let's go, let's go, I'll go in with you and see what his chances are this time." ”

The young man looked at Fang Zhuo in a little surprise, then nodded, and suddenly waved his hand and shot a sword qi backwards!

Fang Zhuo saw that the sword qi was as fast as a streamer, and suddenly hit the chubby young man behind the stone case. The guy jumped up suddenly, wiping his saliva and shouting, "Who?

"Fat Cai, you take this ............ The guests went to look at the Sword Peak. He is a guest of Uncle Zhan Yu, and he should not be neglected because he is a mortal. The young man in mid-air commanded lightly.

Fang Zhuo glanced at it in a flash, only to see that the sword symbol of the Bitter Sword Sect on the sleeve of this young man was a blue long sword, while the young man he called Cai Fatzi had the emblems on his cuffs and chest were cyan. It seems that although the two of them belong to the same inner disciples, their ranks are not the same. For this young man sitting upright in the air, Fang Zhuo took a few more looks. This person's sword qi cultivation is obviously extremely high. This sword qi hit that Cai Fat Man, and it actually only woke him up without injuring him in the slightest, and the precision of the control of spiritual power during this period is not unskillful. It seems that it is not for nothing that the Bitter Sword Sect dominates Fulong Mountain.

"Good senior brother, I know what I said. This Cai Fat Man, who was originally thought to be practicing because of the distance, was actually sleeping, arched his hand to the young man, and then waved his hand at Fang Zhuo and said, "Let's go, you come with me." ”

Fang Zhuo thanked the young man in mid-air, and then followed the fat man towards the mountain. From the time he appeared until he disappeared, the young man sitting on top of the giant tree did not move, not even lifting his eyelids.

"There's Senior Brother Lao Cai. Fang Zhuo followed Fat Cai and said politely as he walked.

"It's nothing, it's just leading the way. Cai Fatzi didn't have any arrogance, and said very casually.

"I don't know how far away that Wangjian Peak ............ here. Before Fang Zhuo's question was finished, his whole person suddenly became sluggish.

He followed Cai Fatzi to just turn a corner, and the scene in front of him directly made him petrified!

In front of me is a huge lake, with water vapor and rippling blue waves. What made Fang Zhuo petrified was a large river that flowed into this lake. The lake is surrounded by mountains and is fed by more than a dozen rivers, large and small. The largest river, which appears to be two hundred meters wide, turns into a huge waterfall from the top of a cliff hundreds of feet high.

In this big river, part of the water rushed down to form a waterfall, but more water was held up by people with great * mana volley, forming a big river that meandered in the air.

This big river in the air is turbulent, and it completely breaks the common sense that water flows to a low place, and it rises and falls along the way, like a giant dragon hovering in mid-air!

A dozen branches were separated from the river, and they also swirled and flowed to different places. Fang Zhuo's eyesight was amazing, although he was still far away, he could still see the schools of fish swimming in the water like birds.

"Hehe, look stupid, right?" Fat Cai was very accustomed to Fang Zhuo's surprise, he patted Fang Zhuo's shoulder and smiled: "This is the water spirit path that my predecessors of the Bitter Sword Sect built with great * mana. You're a mortal, it's hard to see this kind of spectacle. ”

Fang Zhuo nodded mechanically, looking at these rivers flowing in the air, he hadn't fully woken up from the shock for a while.

"Let's go, brother, I'll take you on the way to Wangjian Peak, you can take a good look. Cai Fatzi didn't feel like he was on top, he pulled Fang Zhuo very calmly and walked towards the giant lake in front of him.

The trail is short and comes to an end quickly. In front of you is a deep ravine, and below is the shore of the lake.

"May I ask which senior brother and sister are on duty, it is Kun Jianfeng Cai Pan below, and he wants to take the guests to Wangjian Peak and his party. ”

Fang Zhuo couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart when he heard this. The name of this Cai fat man is really interesting, it is actually called Cai Pan. He's a big dish.

"Citation. A cold voice came from the bottom of the mountain. Fang Zhuo's heart jumped, this was a young woman's voice, very light and faint, but it still sounded in his ears. This person's cultivation is obviously not low.

Cai Fatzi hurriedly threw the paper crane and let it fly down.

"Huh?" After the woman at the bottom of the peak looked at the communication talisman, she suddenly asked, "This sword intent is indeed Senior Brother Zhan's, but why is it so weak." ”

"It's me who comes. The little yellow bird, who had been staying on Fang Zhuo's shoulder, shouted: "Bai Ping girl, I am a junior." The sword intent and aura of the Mizuki Qinghua Sword were sucked off by me. ”

"Hmm. There was a sound below, and there was no more sound, only the messenger flew back.

Fang Zhuo was surprised, suddenly there was a fluctuation of spiritual power in front of him, and suddenly a cold aura rushed towards his face!

Fang Zhuo's divine sense immediately covered the clouds, and he suddenly felt that the water system spiritual power in the air in front of him was rapidly converging. He flashed his eyes at Cai Pan, the fat man next to him, and saw that his expression was natural, and he didn't care at all.

In just an instant, three long swords appeared in front of Fang Zhuo's eyes.