The sunshine at noon is exceptionally clear, like a huge golden disk spreading golden light all over the earth. On the tall mountains, thousands of trees are covered with dazzling golden flakes, and the valley surrounded by three peaks seems to have turned into a huge

of cornucopia.

Feng Jueyu, Zhou Jinshan, Yu Maoting, and Han Guangling stood in front of Yunjian Hall with eight worshipers including Yangu and Zhiwucai, ready to go.

This group of people has a special situation, that is, there is an extra soul puppet for no reason.

"I didn't expect Elder Feng to be from the Soul Clan?"

When he first saw the soul puppet, Wu Buyong frowned, and his eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

Feng Jueyu smiled in denial and said: "No, I just happened to practice some skills of the soul clan. This person is my friend. He suffered in the past and became a living dead. I don't want him to die just like that, so I sought the soul refining method.

I transformed him into a soul puppet, and I hope that one day I can make him regain his true nature."

Everyone suddenly realized, Wu Buyong praised: "Elder Feng values ​​​​love and righteousness, I admire you, but it is just as difficult to resurrect a dying person as to climb to the sky. This friend of Elder Feng... ha,

I’m afraid it’s very difficult for me to say something unpleasant.”

Feng Jueyu didn't want to be pretentious about Wu Buyong and Huang Tianjue, so he said casually: "It all depends on people."

"Haha." Wu Buyong smiled and said nothing.

It's just that while chatting like this, everyone's understanding of Feng Jueyu inexplicably deepened a lot. Although everyone present didn't make too many comments, they were aware that Feng Jueyu could learn the soul clan's skills.

I am deeply shocked. Who is this guy? Why does any technique seem so simple in his eyes?

You really can't compare yourself to others, it's easy to make people angry.

Not long after, the iron-winged eagle of Yunjian Tianmen was led over. Everything was ready. Everyone flew onto the eagle's back and prepared to leave.

At this time, Wu Buyong saw Feng Jueyu take out Fanxian Yun, throw it into the sky and stand firmly on it.

Fanxian Cloud is worthy of being a rare treasure. It looks like a cloud of smoke, but when you stand on it, you don’t feel rootless. Instead, you feel very solid. Fanxian Cloud is extremely elastic, and it is still soft and comfortable when you sit down.

, Feng Jueyu controls it with the power of divine consciousness and communicates with Fanxian Yun. With just a trace of divine power, he can point where to go.

This was the first time for Feng Jueyu to use a magic weapon like Fanxian Yun. He tried it back and forth several times before he stopped when he felt familiar with it.

When he raised his eyes and looked up, he saw a mountain full of masters looking at him with great envy.

Wu Buyong's face clearly twitched a few times, not to mention the distress.

The refining of gold treasure is not easy, and its success rate is dozens of times lower than that of the magic weapon refined from jade treasure. For many years, Wu Buyong went to various martial arts competitions for this magic weapon and collected gold treasure and chalcedony.

It took more than a dozen yuan wasted to refine Fanxianyun.

But now, Fan Xian Yun has become Feng Jueyu's exclusive magic weapon. Is it strange that he doesn't feel distressed?

You know, it took Wu Buyong decades to refine it. Even if he went back and wanted to refine another one, he probably wouldn't have the confidence to do it again.

"Now that everyone is ready, let's set off." Wu Buyong grunted in pain and stopped looking at the fairy cloud.

Feng Jueyu pursed his lips and said in secret: Who made your purpose impure? If it were not for the four Yang-making Fairy Fruits, you would not have lost your wife and lost your troops.

Just as the two of them were full of thoughts, everyone stood up at the same time and flew towards the territory of Wu State under the weight of the iron-winged eagle.

…

Because the matter was of great importance and imminent, after setting off, Feng Jueyu and Zhou Jinshan were led by Wu Buyong and followed him without any objection. This journey was not short, and even the Iron Winged Eagle had to rest in order to get everyone there as quickly as possible.

They were brought to the territory of Wu State, and there was no conversation all the way. After flying for about ten days, everyone finally arrived at the border of Wu State.

The Iron-Winged Eagle is indeed a powerful spiritual beast, but it is also very tiring after flying for more than ten days in a row. It just so happens that there is a temporary stronghold built by Wu Zong here, and it is also where the search and rescue team set up in Yushan.

In the rainy mountains at sunset, the mist shrouds the dense forest, and under the reflection of the sunset, thousands of auspicious colors bloom.

After falling from the top of the mountain, everyone saw the outposts and hidden checkpoints set up by Wu Zong's disciples in the woods. On the top of the mountain, there were steaming clouds and smoke rising slowly, countless true energy moving and divine energy.

Consciousness exploration is everywhere.

When they arrived at Yushan, Wu Buyong's face became even more ugly. Even the ancestor of Wu Zong paid great attention to such a big thing happening in Wu Zong this time. As an absolutely popular figure in Wu Zong, Wu Buyong had absolute

I have the qualifications to thoroughly investigate this matter.

"Elder Wu."

While going deep into Yushan Mountain, countless cultivators from all directions rushed over after hearing the news, and several old men with serious expressions and lost consciousness appeared in front of everyone.

"Friend Fang, have you heard any useful information?"

Wu Buyong walked towards a dilapidated small temple on Yushan Mountain and asked a gray-haired old man who came after hearing the news.

"Back to the elders, my disciples have been stationed at the border of Sanming Bridge. Our spies have been set up in the mountains and forests for hundreds of miles. As long as we find any clues, we will send the news back as soon as possible."

Wu Buyong paused and said dissatisfied: "Does this mean you have achieved nothing in the past ten days?"

The old man trembled all over and immediately bent down, not daring to raise his head again.

"Trash." Wu Buyong scolded sternly and strode into the small temple.

The old man followed helplessly, and all the Wu clan members stayed outside the temple. The small temple was not big, but it had everything. On the ground padded with withered grass in the middle, there was a burning incense cauldron. The incense cauldron was burning with the incense of Liuyun rosin.

A favorite spice among cultivators, it can help purify your mind and practice.

At this time, there were several elderly people in the small temple, all of whom had good cultivation, but they pale in comparison to Feng Jueyu and others.

As soon as Wu Buyong came in, he kicked everyone out, leaving only the old man named "Fang You".

"Elder Feng, Elder Zhou, please sit down. I apologize for the roughness of this place."

Feng Jueyu smiled and shook his head. With such a big thing happening to Wu Zong, who cares about the living environment? If it were Zhou Jinshan or himself, I'm afraid they wouldn't complain about the other party's lack of etiquette.

After arranging everyone to sit down, Wu Buyong asked the old man: "Tell me what you have gained in the past few days?"

The old man was quite surprised when he saw Feng Jueyu and Zhou Jinshan sitting next to Wu Buyong. Wu Buyong was still looking respectful and polite. Especially Feng Jueyu, who looked about twenty years old and looked extremely handsome.

Although he was young, Wu Buyong was so polite to Feng Jueyu, which really surprised him. He didn't know which sect this person was a master in. Even Elder Wu looked very humble.

The old man muttered: "The disciple has sent people to observe the Sanming Bridge. Several suspension bridges in the Sanming Bridge have been destroyed. Judging from the external evidence, someone should have deliberately destroyed them, leaving sword marks under the cables.

The traces of these suspension bridges are connected to the Sanming Hanging Stone, and the Earthly Yin Formation has changed because of this. The Yin Qi under the Sanming Hanging Abyss is extremely strong, and it is not what it used to be. The disciple once sent people to go deep, because there

Because of the Yin Qi, it has failed many times, and several disciples have gone crazy, so the disciples dare not take risks."

"Has the formation of the Three Underworlds changed?"

Although Feng Jueyu didn't understand the layout of Sanming Bridge, Zhou Jinshan and others were quite familiar with it. After hearing the words of the old man Fang You, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

Zhou Jinshan said quickly: "Sanming Hanging Stone is uniquely endowed by nature, and it cannot be found unless it is connected by Sanming Bridge. It seems that some people really want to connect the South Stage and Xiling. As a result, it will be more difficult for us to search for clues on the bridge. However,

The enemy obviously has other intentions with this move, Brother Wu must be on guard against it."

Wu Buyong said with a gloomy face: "Brother Zhou is right. Since the other party only destroyed a few suspension bridges and caused changes in the Sanming Earth Yin Formation, it means that this person is very familiar with the Sanming Earth Yin Formation.

Understand that although he cannot control the operation of the formation, it is enough to disrupt our sight through the principles of the formation. I suspect that they want to pass through the Sanming Bridge, but at the same time they do not want us to chase it."

Wu Zhengxun said: "At this time, Fohe Tianmen has also sent a large number of experts to set up defenses and blockades at the border of Xiling, in order to prevent the Jinbao refining method from escaping our sight. The other party's move obviously wants to block our way and wait for an opportunity to break through Fohe.

Prevention of Hetianmen."

Zhou Jinshan said: "It seems that they are still very afraid of Wu Zong and Fohe joining forces. Otherwise, they can just pass through the Sanming Bridge and there will be no need to cause so many troubles."

Wu Buyong snorted: "I don't know where the rat is so bold. If Wu is caught, his life will be worse than death."

Feng Jueyu said: "At this point, it won't help no matter how angry I am. But for the time being, they haven't left the range of Sanming Bridge. Can you tell me about the special features of this place?"

Wu Buyong said: "Elder Feng, the terrain of Sanming Bridge is very simple. Although the abyss is unfathomable, it is only a dozen miles from north to south. There are two high mountains outside, each of which is guarded by my disciples.

They couldn't escape because they didn't want to alert the enemy. If my guess is correct, these people should be in the Three Underworlds Abyss."

"They haven't left yet, which means they don't have enough manpower to fight against Fohe Tianmen. Are they looking for opportunities?" Zhou Jinshan said.

"I'm afraid that's the case. If that's the case, we have to rush to the Sanming Bridge. I think we should set off immediately." Feng Jueyu said.

Wu Buyong's eyes flashed with gratitude: "We have been traveling for days, and we have spent a lot of energy. Wu originally wanted Brother Feng and Brother Zhou to rest for a night. Since Brother Feng is so enthusiastic, I can't thank you enough.

, in that case, how about we set off immediately?"

Feng Jueyu smiled. It seemed that Wu Buyong understood the truth quite well. He knew that everyone was not relaxed and was going to arrange for everyone to rest. It was really not easy for him to have such thoughts at such a critical moment.

Feng Jueyu said: "Okay, since this place is not far from Sanming Bridge, let's set off immediately."
Chapter completed!