When Pang Yue heard this, he was immediately surprised.
Although there are many powerful souls among the humans and monsters in the East China Sea, he has not seen them with his own eyes so far.
Yi Ling used to be the true king of the soul, but now his strength has fallen into the abyss and he no longer has the aura of the powerful soul.
Yu Wenbi was able to attend lectures at Yuanshen Zhenjun’s dojo hundreds of years ago. What an incredible opportunity was this?
He couldn't help but ask: "Master, who is the master of Yuanshen you are talking about?"
Yu Wenbi said: "It is not the real king of the time. The Taoist temple we encountered back then was an ancient secret place, where the remains of the teachings of a certain real king in ancient times... Now, it has long been annihilated and lost in the void."
"I see."
Pang Yue was stunned.
Yu Wenbi recalled: "Although the few of us didn't learn any magical powers and techniques in the Taoist temple at that time, we all had an epiphany and realized the power of heaven in advance. From then on, the road to the golden elixir became smooth."
"Now that so many years have passed, we old guys, even the weakest in cultivation, have all reached the realm of the golden elixir. It's all thanks to that chance."
Pang Yue nodded and asked again: "Master, I am here to attend a party. I wonder what I need my disciple to do?"
Yu Wenbi smiled faintly and said: "You can just go and eat and drink for me, chat with them about your cultivation experience, and give this to them by the way."
After saying that, a scroll appeared behind him and slowly floated in front of Pang Yue.
"The gathering of a few of our old friends is just to reminisce about the past, sit together, chat, drink, and reminisce. There is nothing special about it. After you have practiced for a long time, you will also meet one or two close friends, and then you will
I have my own circle."
Yuwenbi said in a deep voice.
"Disciple, I understand."
Pang Yue nodded.
Yu Wenbi explained a few more words and threw a jade slip to Pang Yue, which contained a map of the outer sea and marked the location of the gathering.
Pang Yue took the opportunity to consult with this master about the problems he encountered in cultivation.
Half a day later.
Pang Yue flew down Zhuoguang Mountain, went directly to the teleportation island, and headed to the outer sea.
…
The sky and sea are endless.
For endless years, the monks have formed four seas, southeast, northwest and northwest, centered on the Immortal Fallen Island.
The vast sea area beyond the four seas is called the open sea.
The outer sea is sparsely populated and filled with monsters and demons, and is far less prosperous than the inner sea.
But there are also some powerful monks who are tired of the disputes in the inner sea and run to the outer sea to hide in peace, gradually forming many families and forces.
Some powerful sects in the inner sea also have strongholds in the outer sea to collect spiritual materials from the outer sea.
In this vast sea area, the forces are complicated and complicated, and they are far less clear-cut than those in the inland sea.
The major demon clans, loose cultivators, cultivation families, Inner Sea sects, and Outer Sea sects all together form a picture of the world of cultivation that is different from the Inner Sea.
After Pang Yue arrived at the outer sea, he released the six-nine cloud chariot talisman, identified the direction, and headed straight for the gathering place.
The gathering place, called Xuan Iceland, is located deep in the outer sea, millions of miles away from the teleportation island of the Demonic Talisman Sect in the outer sea!
The sea and sky are the same color, with white clouds lingering.
The cloud car flew rapidly across the sky and disappeared in an instant.
In the sea and in the sky, many monsters noticed the cloud car and tried to attack it, but they often failed to catch up and the cloud car disappeared in a blink of an eye.
On the cloud carriage, Pang Yue held a scroll with a curious look on his face.
This thing was something Yu Wenbi asked him to bring to the party, but he was not informed of its contents.
In addition, there are no restrictions on the scroll...
"But he didn't say he couldn't read it... The old man asked me to bring this thing to the meeting, maybe he had some deeper meaning."
Pang Yue thought to himself and gently opened the scroll.
A flash of blue electric light suddenly came into view.
On the scroll, everything is thunder.
For some reason, when Pang Yue saw this thunder, he felt palpitations in his heart. It was even more terrifying than when he faced the figurines of the devil and god before!
"Is it a catastrophe?"
He thought to himself, and saw that the scroll was densely covered with extremely violent thunder.
Although it is a painting, it gives people an extremely real feeling.
"Master, this old man...has he survived the catastrophe, or has he not survived it?"
Pang Yue couldn't help but feel suspicious.
The three golden elixir tribulations are human tribulation, fate tribulation, and heavenly tribulation.
The catastrophe is the most difficult!
If this scroll represents Yu Wenbi's heavenly calamity, then what kind of powerful heavenly calamity will he face after practicing the Mysterious Transformation Sutra of Heavenly Demons?
Pang Yue didn't dare to think about this issue for the time being.
there is always a solution to a problem!
Don't be obsessed with the past and don't be afraid of the future.
This is his Taoist heart.
He looked at Yu Wenbi's paintings, quietly comprehended the artistic conception of "tribulation", and unknowingly indulged in it.
The cloud car moves straight ahead in the established direction.
The two demon clones, Yan Emperor Demon Crown and Huang Quan, were harvested by his side.
Whenever there were monsters attacking along the way, they were easily blocked and eliminated by the two magic talisman clones.
This day.
The weather suddenly turned cold.
A gust of cold wind came, and Pang Yue came back to his senses leisurely and looked outside the cloud car.
In the sea below, I saw surging cold currents, howling winds, and thousands of miles of whale waves, all shrouded in freezing clouds and cold fog. It was so dark that it was impossible to see to the bottom.
Icebergs floated along the waves, carrying thousands of years of snow, arrayed far and near, colliding with each other.
Or it may be floating, and then suddenly break off and collapse on its own. The waves will then stir up many water columns, rising to a height of tens of hundreds of feet.
In addition, the icebergs on the ice bank were shaken, and the more they collided, the louder the sound was, echoing from far and near, converging into a huge sound.
From time to time, sharks, whales and other big fish that are hundreds of feet long can be seen appearing on the sea surface, blowing waves like mountains, and hissing like clouds, which is a spectacular sight.
When Pang Yue saw this, he knew that Xuan Iceland was not far away.
After walking for several hours, I suddenly saw a mountain-like wave rising in the sky in the distance. The sea breeze was strong, and the waves stood like mountains!
Pang Yue took a closer look and saw a man and a monster fighting in the sea.
The monster looks like a mandrill, about a hundred feet tall, and appears and disappears in the waves.
Its head is like a mountain, with green hair and red eyes, a wide mouth and fangs, a flat nose, green hair on its face, but its whole body is white as snow.
The strangest thing is that behind the head and neck is a long arm as thin as iron. The hand has seven fingers and is as big as a cattail fan. It is held high behind the head, and a cold gray-white light shines out of the palm.
This monster's body is made of skin and bones, but it looks extremely strong. When it comes from the abdomen, its legs merge into one, and it is born with one leg.
No movement could be seen, and he was just walking in the huge waves like mountains, coming and going like lightning.
The strength of this monster is impressively in the middle stage of the Golden Core, and its ice magical powers are quite extraordinary.
The person he was fighting against was a handsome young man wearing a Confucian robe and a fourth-level Golden Core cultivation level.
But if you look closely, you will find that this "young master" has smooth and fair skin, like cream, but he is disguised as a man.
When she took action, the sky was filled with cold light, like layers of ice ribbons, and she fought evenly with the monster.
Pang Yue stopped the cloud carriage and said loudly: "Do you need help, fellow Taoist?"
In her busy schedule, the female cultivator glanced at the cloud chariot in the sky and shouted: "Fellow Taoist, be careful. This monster is an old demon from the snowy mountains. It has strange magical powers. Don't let that cold light get close to you."
The monster saw the cloud chariot coming suddenly, and although it knew it was a powerful enemy, it still relied on its magical power and didn't pay much attention.
But seeing that Pang Yue wanted to help, he wanted to give the enemy a powerful blow first. The monster behind its head flicked with seven fingers, sending out seven cold gray-white brilliance.
This is the inner elixir made by Lao Mei using the cold air from the bottom of the snow-capped mountains for thousands of years. Very few magic weapons can withstand it.
Ordinary golden elixir monsters will die of cold if they are a hundred steps away.
If a small amount of it is hit on the body, the whole body will burst into pieces, which is more powerful than many Yin thunders.
Lao Mei relies on this magical power to roam freely in this land and is almost invincible.
Pang Yue sat in the car, stretched out his hand, and a sword light flew out.
The sword light was like a rainbow that stretched across the sky, facing the seven strands of gray-white brilliance with a single twist, and with a loud explosion, they dispersed like residual snow.
When the old charm saw this, he felt something was wrong.
The magical power that he had relied on throughout his life was broken, and Lao Mei knew that he was no match for this man who suddenly appeared, so he wanted to escape.
The female cultivator also noticed this and hurriedly activated her magic power. The cold light streamers filled the sky and surrounded her, blocking the old charm's escape path.
The old charm is extremely agile, knows how to advance and retreat, and knows that it is difficult to escape without being injured. He hurriedly hides the seven-fingered strange hand behind his head, punches out of the body, blasts away the cold light streamer, and the spiritual light surges around his body, and he wants to escape.
Into the sea.
At this moment, the sword light that looked like water bloomed like a dragon, leaping and flickering, and struck in front of Old Charming's forehead in an instant.
The old charm was heartbroken, swayed, and faced him with his left shoulder.
The sword flashed and Lao Mei's left shoulder fell.
But seeing this opportunity, the blood all over its body swelled, and it actually used a secret technique to turn into blood and escape.
This was a good idea, otherwise he would have been injured more seriously, or he would have been caught up by the enemy's sword after barely escaping, making it even more difficult to defeat him.
"Don't run away!"
The female cultivator gave a sweet shout and released a sharp sword light from her hand, which was as fast as lightning and ice-cold to the bone, instantly cutting off the blood escape.
The figure of Lao Mei appeared, and blood poured into his right arm, but he abandoned his right arm again.
The blood on its body swelled wildly, and its figure swayed. He took advantage of the situation and tried to escape, but saw another sword light coming towards his waist.
The old monster screamed again and again, and when he was in a panic, he had no choice but to throw away the third arm behind his head, and a dense white light suddenly exploded, blocking the sword light.
"You underestimate the level three flying sword."
A faint voice came from the sky.
Then he saw the third-level flying sword Tianshui Qinglan Sword suddenly move, breaking the speed of sound in the blink of an eye, and with a sudden flicker, the sword light disappeared without a trace.
The next moment, Lao Mei stood frozen on the sea surface and was cut into two pieces at the waist.
The Tianshui Qinglan Sword folded slightly and flew back to the cloud chariot.
This third-level flying sword was purchased by the clone of Tianjian in Youtianfang City. It was given to Pang Yue before he was promoted to Jindan. It has since been used as the core flying sword of the sword puppet.
Occasionally, when Pang Yue didn't want to expose his true strength too much, he would take it out to fight the enemy.
Seeing that the monster was killed, the female cultivator took the monster's inner elixir, stood far above the sea, cupped her fists from Pang Yue and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help."
Pang Yue replied: "You're welcome. Seeing that my Taoist friend possesses the magical power of ice walking, he must be of extraordinary origin."
The female cultivator smiled heartily and said: "Langya Zhou clan, Zhou Ruoye, I have met Taoist friend. My Taoist friend is very skilled in swordsmanship. I think he is not an unknown person."
"Pang Yue of the Demonic Talisman Sect has met Zhou Daoyou. The nobleman's Nine Heavens Ice Art is so famous that it is like thunder. Pang has heard about it for a long time."
Pang Yue smiled.
According to Ye Bing, one of the most powerful forces in the East China Sea today who is best at ice traveling techniques and magical powers is the Langya Zhou clan. The Nine Heavens Ice Technique inherited by their clan is extremely powerful and is highly praised by Ye Bing.
Zhou Ruoye said: "It turns out that he is the master of the Demon Devouring Palace. Fellow Taoist apprentice is the deputy master of Yu Wenbi. He also practices the Ice Soul Divine Light and has become a top-grade elixir. It is really admirable."
Then, she asked curiously: "I wonder where Fellow Daoist Pang is going when he goes to sea this time?"
Pang Yue was surprised that his reputation had spread to the Zhou family, one of the four major families. Hearing this, he asked, "Pang wants to go to Xuan Iceland. Where is fellow Daoist Zhou going?"
Zhou Ruoye's expression moved slightly, and he said with a strange look on his face: "I didn't expect that we were traveling on the same road. I also want to go to Xuan Iceland to get a treasure."
Pang Yue smiled and said, "It's just right. If you don't mind it, fellow Taoist Zhou, you can go to Pang's car and talk about it."
Zhou Ruoye looked handsome and handsome, and nodded and said: "It is better to obey orders than to be respectful."
After saying that, his body swayed and he was on top of the Sixty-Nine Cloud Car.
All I saw was a pretty figure. Although she was wearing a man's robe with wide sleeves, her fair skin and beautiful face were as pure as a snowy plum.
Her stature is similar to that of Pang Yue, but she does not feel that she is taller than a man.
Because of her slender shoulders, her jade back was extremely thin, and her curvy figure also appeared and disappeared.
"Pang Daoyou's swordsmanship. Since I started practicing Taoism, I have loved to study swordsmanship, but compared with my Taoist friend, there is a huge difference."
When Pang Yue looked at Zhou Ruoye, the latter's beautiful eyes were also looking at him.
Pang Yue said with a smile: "It's just relying on the power of the flying sword. The sword that Zhou Daoyou just cut off the right arm of the old charmer in the snow mountain was also very powerful, so there is no need to be too humble."
After the two exchanged a few polite words, Zhou Ruoye was secretly surprised by the escaping skills of Liujiu Cloud Car and asked: "Does Fellow Daoist Pang know the origin of Xuan Iceland?"
This sentence stopped Pang Yue.
He only knew that his master Yu Wenbi asked him to come here to attend the meeting, but he did not know the name of this mysterious ice island.
"This is something I don't know. I would like to ask fellow Taoist Zhou to enlighten me."
He sincerely asked for advice.
Zhou Ruoye took a deep look at him, and as her beautiful eyes rolled around, she smiled and said: "Hou Junsu, the Lord of Xuan Ice Island, is a third-level Jindan major cultivator and is very famous overseas. Although he calls himself a casual cultivator, his disciples are
It’s quite a lot, comparable to a small sect.”
"This Xuan Iceland Island is Hou Junsu's dojo. Ordinary people cannot go to the island without guidance."
Pang Yue suddenly realized that Hou Junsu must be one of his master Yu Wenbi's friends.
He was among those who were fortunate enough to observe the teachings of the ancient Yuanshen Zhenjun.
What is even more unexpected is that this person's strength has reached the level of the Three Tribulations of the Golden Core, and he is probably already exploring the mysteries of the soul.
"Young Daoist Zhou came to Xuan Iceland this time. What is the purpose of this visit?"
Pang Yue followed the topic and asked.
Zhou Ruobing said: "Island Master Hou has a good relationship with my Zhou family. I came here this time to ask for a piece of ice lotus and snow lotus root from the island master."
"Ice lotus and snow lotus root?"
Pang Yue was startled, as if he had heard this name somewhere.
Zhou Ruobing smiled and said: "The geography of Xuan Iceland is unique. There are three treasures on the island. The first is the ice lotus and snow lotus root. The second is the Xuanyang fire date, and the third is the Qingling fairy apricot. They are all great for cultivating monks.