Heavenly practice

At sunset on the west mountain, a group of people under Yegui Cliff turned the place upside down and found no trace of Shen Zhuo.

Long Xiang looked so ugly that he was about to die, Xiao Wuya was so embarrassed, he pulled the corner of his mouth and comforted him, "The fact that there is no body means that he is still alive."

Long Xiang stared at Fu Que, the veins in the hand holding the sword bulged, as if he would fight him to the death at any moment.

Fu Que raised his head to look above Yeguiya, and then suddenly pinched a few seals with his hands, everyone's eyes blurred, and then they returned to normal.

Xiao Wuya hurriedly supported his apprentice, and cursed at Fu Que, "There is something wrong with you, why did you suddenly come up with such a trick? You don't practice immortality, but look at Feng Shui instead!"

"Yeguiya was originally a place of great evil, but it suddenly turned into a place of little luck. It is not an exaggeration to call this a change of heaven and earth."

Xue Junmi's expression turned serious, as he explained Fu Que's actions.

Xiao Wuya didn't believe in fate when he practiced Bajian, so he was not familiar with Feng Shui and luck, but he didn't reject it. After all, there are many sects who specialize in this line in the vast Zhongzhou mainland.

"So the person who snatched away Shen Zhuo was not low?"

"The reason why Yeguiya is called Yeguiya is because there were [-] monks lying dead here thousands of years ago, and the fierce resentment was so great that they turned this place into a place of great evil. Now it only takes a moment for this place to change the world. There is only one person who can do it.”

Fu Que didn't directly answer Xiao Wuya's question, but talked about the origin of Yeguiya, and Long Xiang asked, "Who is it?"

"Of course it was the one who killed [-] monks back then... No, it shouldn't be about people."

Xiao Wuya shook his head, "We should talk about gods, but that person can no longer be described as a person."

The young disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect were all startled, and someone asked, "Is there a god in the world?"

"There is no god, but there are demigods." Xue Junmi replied.

Long Xiang's pupils shrank.

Can mess up the time sequence of the four seasons, can move the heaven and earth calamity - he thought of this sentence that Shen Zhuo once said.

"Demigod...you mean the one from Lingdu?"

Xiao Wuya was taken aback for a moment, then waved his hands disapprovingly, "That person hasn't stepped out of Santu Peak for ten thousand years, how could he come here!"

"That is Shen Zhuo." Fu Que said.

Several people present were startled.

Xiao Wuya looked away from Fu Que with a guilty conscience, and coughed, "Maybe he is a powerful spiritual master who specializes in spiritual veins."

Fu Que didn't even look at him, and turned his eyes to Long Xiang directly, "Is he really your uncle?"

"Yes." Long Xiang replied without changing his expression.

"Then even you have problems." Fu Que then replied.

Long Xiang drew his sword and pointed it at Fu Que.

"Junior brother!" Xue Junmi stepped forward to protect him.

"... Junior Brother?" Fu Que looked at Xiao Wuya.

"As you heard."

Xiao Wuya became serious with a smile, and blocked Long Xiang behind him, "This is my second disciple, Long Xiang, if you Xuanyuan faction are brave enough, come and snatch it, and see if I don't split your Xuanyuan faction's Changjian mountain with one sword!"

All the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect had heard the name of Xiao Wuya's Overlord Sword, and knew that this one was fearless, so they all became nervous.

Fu Que's expression was expressionless, he was already used to this person bluffing, so he just replied, "Find someone first and then talk."

Xiao Wuya snorted, but he was not very anxious. Shen Zhuo was not an ordinary person. He even fell into the hands of the other party. This was the first time he had encountered such a huge and terrifying consciousness. Don't worry, he even thinks that the farther away Long Xiang is from Shen Zhuo, the better, that kid is too dangerous.

Fu Que looked at him and frowned, "Don't do anything yet?"

"Cough, isn't my spirit injured, come on." Xiao Wuya said embarrassedly.

Fu Que's eyes moved slightly, Xiao Wuya's Overlord Sword is the most important for cultivating the heart, so his soul is far superior to his peers, even Fu Que has to admit this, but such Xiao Wuya was injured by someone?

"Cough, the flames of the phoenix spirit jade are very hurtful." Xiao Wuya explained silently.

"..."

Fu Que stared at him, reached out to hold his wrist, "Let me see."

"No, no, no! Find someone first!" Xiao Wuya quickly took a step back.

Having figured it out, Fu Que stopped caring about him, closed his eyes and began to search for Shen Zhuo's aura.

He opened his eyes after a long time, Xiao Wuya asked, "How?"

"Disappeared." Fu Que said.

Xiao Wuya was startled, "How do you say that?"

"right here……"

Fu Que took a few steps forward and stood on a piece of gravel, "His aura has disappeared here."

Xue Junmi frowned and asked, "Maybe senior know whether he is alive or dead?"

Fu Que pointed to somewhere in the air, "It's here, he didn't fall to the ground at all."

Everyone was shocked.

"Shattering the void."

Fu Que slowly turned his head to look at Xiao Wuya, "Should you give me an explanation?"

Shattering the void is a mystery of Taoism that can only be mastered by the great powers in the tribulation period. Even Xiao Wuya can only stop, this matter is no longer easy.

"Let's talk about this later, follow me back to Zhentianmen first."

Xiao Wuya glanced at Long Xiang, with a very serious expression, "I will be a teacher for a day and a father for life, and if I harm myself, I will not harm you. This is my oath, Xiao Wuya, you remember."

Long Xiang's eyes moved, "...Yes."

Fu Que did not refute aloud, but only ordered the other disciples to go back to Changjian Mountain first, and he took the two of them to Zhentianmen to resolve the matter first.

Several disciples hesitated in their hearts, but they did not dare to disobey Fu Que's order, and they all left.

Fu Que didn't say much anymore, just flicked his sleeves and flew up to Yeguiya.

Xiao Wuya glanced at Long Xiang, "Let's go."

Long Xiang's lips moved, but in the end he said nothing, and returned to the cliff with his master, Xue Junmi also left.

A person appeared out of thin air under the empty Yegui Cliff. The person frowned and looked at the ground, sighing dissatisfiedly, "It's always like this..."

Even if Zhao Yu didn't want to, he had to go back to the cliff, after all, the Son of Heaven was still alive and well.

And Shen Zhuo, who was watching all this from the water mirror, was leaning against the Liumeng tree at the moment, feeling bored.

The water mirror in front of him was learned from the illusion he constructed for him in Changming. Last time he discovered that he could learn a lot in this cloudy sky and fog, such as watching how Changming mastered the law, For example, this water mirror can help him see what he wants to see, but the object can only be around the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Seeing the performance of several people in the water mirror, Shen Zhuo is quite satisfied. The protagonist is neither impulsive nor timid, and Xiao Wuya's existence can help him better, so he really chose the right one.

Looking at the night in the water mirror, the sky was full of stars, Shen Zhuo waved away the water mirror, and looked at the sky above his head in boredom. It was indeed a blue sky and white clouds, exactly the same as when he came, even the sun was at the same angle, and so was the wind .

It's boring, like that man.

Shen Zhuo glanced at the white awn on his wrist, got up and jumped off the pumice stone, and walked down the jade steps. Every hundred steps down, the white awn would balance some angles, indicating that he was approaching the other end of the white awn.

There are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine jade steps, and every thousand steps down, the surrounding wind becomes faster, the clouds begin to lighten, the white mist is as thin as gauze, and the air becomes lively.

The end point of the jade steps leads to the Santu Peak, which is the mountain under the Nine Layers Palace. On the top of its mountain, I have to sigh that Santu Peak is worthy of being the first mountain in Lingdu that I wrote with reference to Shan Hai Jing. It is really majestic and towering into the clouds.

Waving his sleeves and moving the misty clouds surrounding his body, Shen Zhuo was shocked by the scene in front of him the moment he saw it clearly.

Under the Santu Peak, which has been shrouded in clouds and mist for thousands of years, there are vast towns, mountains, rivers, palaces and towers, and criss-crossing fields, which seem to be no different from Zhongzhou.

This is the east of Zhongzhou - Lingdu.

Standing on the last jade step, Shen Zhuo was still surrounded by clouds and mists. He looked back to where he came from, and then looked down at the ground under his feet. For the first time, he felt the shock of being a god.

In Lingdu, Changming is their god.