These three peaks are barren of grass and stand straight, like three giant swords stuck upside down on the ground.
The reason why Ye Qiu's face showed surprise was because there was a huge deep pit in front of the three peaks.
This deep pit is bigger than a football field.
Before they even got close, Ye Qiu and Chang Mei Zhenren felt a creepy feeling.
"Let's go over and have a look."
Ye Qiu slowed down his pace and slowly approached the deep pit with Changmei Zhenren.
The closer you get to the pit, the colder it gets.
A few minutes passed.
The two finally came to the pit. When they lowered their heads, they saw that it was so dark below that they couldn't see the bottom at all. It seemed like it was connected to hell, which was unfathomable.
"Why is there an abyss here?" Ye Qiu had doubts on his face.
Master Changmei picked up a stone from the ground and threw it in. After a long time, there was no response.
"This abyss is no less than a thousand meters. Do we want to go down?" Master Changmei asked in a deep voice: "Little bastard, are we looking for the wrong place?"
Ye Qiu was not sure, so he drew another tracking charm. Soon, a wisp of black air thinner than a hair appeared in front of his eyes.
The black energy lingered in front of Ye Qiu for a while, and then rushed into the abyss.
Ye Qiu said: "I'm sure my father has gone down."
Changmei Zhenren observed it for a few times, frowned and said, "Strange, what are Wushuang doing down there? It doesn't look like there is a dragon vein in this place?"
"Old man, are you going down?" Ye Qiu asked.
"You're already here, of course you have to go down. You might encounter some treasure again." Changmei Zhenren said with a smile.
Along the way, he ate ten thousand-year-old snow lotus flowers, and his cultivation level increased greatly, and he could overcome the disaster at any time.
"Let's go then!" Ye Qiu said and jumped directly down without taking any protective measures.
"This little bastard is really brave and talented, and he is not afraid of falling to death." After finishing speaking, Changmei Master slid down the edge of the pit.
five minutes later.
"Boom!"
Autumn leaves fall to the ground.
When he jumped down, he opened his heavenly eyes. Seeing that he was close to the ground, he turned a few times in the air and then landed lightly, unscathed.
Ye Qiu looked around and found that this was a cave.
He stood there and waited for a few more minutes before the real Changmei landed.
Changmeizhenren held a flame talisman in his hand and cursed, "Grandma, what the hell is this place?"
"Let's go!" Ye Qiu walked in front.
After a while.
The two of them walked out of the cave, and their eyes suddenly opened up. At first glance, they were unparalleledly beautiful.
It's like a paradise here.
The mountain peaks are towering, green trees are lush, green grass is surrounding, wild flowers are blooming, and not far away, there are strange-shaped rocks and thick ancient trees, giving a sense of peace.
Moreover, you can't feel the cold here, it's just like April on earth.
Ye Qiu and Changmei Zhenren looked surprised.
They didn't expect that there was such a scene at the bottom of the pit.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu's eyes were fixed on an ancient pine.
The ancient pine is about ten feet tall, extremely thick, with extremely mottled bark. An old vine is wrapped around the tree roots, coiled like a horned dragon.
Ye Qiu's eyes fell on the top of the ancient pine.
I saw a huge snow lotus growing on the top of the ancient pine, about one foot in diameter, and each petal was bigger than a dustpan.
The snow-white petals are extremely holy, like fairies in the sky, giving people a sacred feeling.
"This is... Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus!"
Ye Qiu's breathing quickened.
"Why do I smell the fragrance of snow lotus again? Little brat, can you smell it?"
Master Longmei turned his head and saw Ye Qiu staring in one direction with an excited expression.
He followed the direction of Ye Qiu's eyes and instantly saw the snow lotus.
"Damn it, such a big snow lotus!"
The Changmei Master's eyes were scorching, and he took a step forward and said, "This snow lotus was discovered by Pindao, and it belongs to me."
boom!
Ye Qiu punched him, knocking off the long-browed man, and then landed on the top of the ancient pine.
Master Longmei yelled: "Little bastard, this snow lotus belongs to Pindao. Get out of my way quickly, otherwise don't blame Pindao for being rude to you."
Ye Qiu said: "Old man, do you want to be shameless? Who said before that no matter how many snow lotus you encounter in the future, you won't want even one, have you forgotten?"
"Can this be the same?" Master Changmei said: "What I meant before was that I would not want any thousand-year-old snow lotus I encounter in the future. But this snow lotus is not a thousand-year-old, so why can't I give it to a poor person?"
"Besides, Pindao just forget it, this snow lotus is destined to me."
"Little bastard, get out of the way..."
Ye Qiu glanced at the snow lotus. Suddenly, his eyes condensed, and he continued: "Old man, it's not that I won't give it to you. This snow lotus is mine."
"If you don't believe it, you'll know it just by looking at it."
Ye Qiu pointed to a petal and said.
The real person with long eyebrows stretched out his head and saw a line of small words engraved on the petals.
"This flower is left to my son Ye Qiu, Ye Wushuang!"
Grass!
Master Longmei's face turned green, then he rolled his eyes and smiled mischievously: "Little bastard, can we discuss this snow lotus..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Ye Qiu collecting the Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus with the Qiankun Bag.
"Stingy!" Master Longmei glared at Ye Qiu with a dissatisfied look on his face.
Ye Qiu smiled and said: "Old man, don't be angry. I will give it to you next time I meet the Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus."
"Next time, what the hell, snow lotus is rare. Don't think I don't know. You are fooling me, huh!"
Master Changmei snorted coldly, and then said: "Since there are words Wushuang engraved on the petals, it means Wushuang has been here. Little bastard, look for it quickly and see where Wushuang is?"
Ye Qiu drew a tracking charm.
After the black energy floated in front of him for a while, suddenly, like a sharp arrow, it shot straight ahead.
"Walk!"
Ye Qiu rushed out quickly, with Changmei Zhenren following closely behind him.
A few minutes later.
They came to a cliff.
This cliff is about several kilometers high and blends into the sky. What's even more peculiar is that the cliff is as smooth as a mirror and can reflect people's shadows.
The tracking charm lingered in front of the cliff for a while, and then disappeared without a trace.
Ye Qiu frowned.
"This should be the last place my father appeared," Ye Qiu said.
Master Changmei said: "But why didn't you see Wushuang? Where have they gone?"
Ye Qiu was also confused.
"Let's look for it."
At that moment, the two of them started searching in front of the cliff.
After searching for a while, I still found nothing.
"Strange, where has my father gone?" Ye Qiu was puzzled.
"Little bastard, could it be that we are looking in the wrong place?" Master Changmei said.
"No, the last place my father appeared must be here..."
