There is a mountain in Beiyue, which is vast, with many mountains and vast waves.
After leaving the territory of Wanggui City, head all the way north, and then cross a winding river, followed by rolling mountains.
There is heavy snow all year round, the climate is very cold, and there are all kinds of poisonous insects and ferocious beasts in the mountains. Therefore, there are very few mortals living here. Most of them are some cultivating families in the Qi refining period, who practice here in groups.
In the vast wind and snow, a ray of light pierced the sky and flew forward at an extremely fast speed.
In the escaping light is a golden lion camel, with a young man sitting on the lion's camel. At this time, his eyes are slightly closed, and he is meditating attentively.
"Boy Liang, once we have passed the Shao River, it means that we have left the territory of Wanggui City, and this should be regarded as the territory of Wuzhuang Mountain." The golden lion camel suddenly spoke human words.
After hearing this, the man on its back stopped exercising and opened his eyes leisurely.
Wherever you look, you can see the continuous mountains and rivers, the vast sky and the earth, and the snow-covered world, which is like a beautiful picture that will never fade away.
"Finally here..."
Liang Yan murmured to himself.
Nine months have passed since he landed on the Antarctic Fairy Continent.
The territory of Wanggui City is larger than he imagined. Perhaps because of the war with Wushuang City, all major teleportation formations in the territory are guarded by elite soldiers.
Liang Yan didn't want to cause more trouble, so he disguised himself along the way, changed his identity, and used various methods to get through. Although he finally succeeded in passing through the territory of Wanggui City, it also delayed a lot of time.
Fortunately, after crossing the Shao River, the inspection along the way became much more relaxed.
The encirclement and suppression battle of Wushuang City affected ten cities including White Jade City, Tiangong City, and Seven Star City. Half of the forces in Antarctic Fairy Continent were involved, but there were also many neutral forces who chose to watch the fire from across the bank.
Wuzhuang Mountain is one of them.
From the outbreak of the war to now, they have always maintained neutrality, so the territory is relatively stable, there are no demons causing trouble, and there are no strict inspections.
"According to the description on the map, the inheritance place of Tianji Pavilion should be in this area..."
With this thought in his mind, Liang Yan took out the map from his sleeve and compared it carefully.
Tianji Pavilion is an ancient sect, and its history of existence is earlier than that of Kunwu Immortal Court. From the destruction of Tianji Pavilion to the present, Antarctic Immortal Continent has gone through countless thousands of years of evolution, and the current terrain has long been completely different from what it was back then.
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Therefore, the map in Liang Yan's hand could not completely match the actual terrain location. He could only follow the markings on the map to find the approximate location of the Tianji Pavilion inheritance.
"According to the markings on the map, the destination is still north of us, but the distance is not too far away." Liang Yan whispered.
"Understood."
Lao Jin nodded, flapped his wings and flew high, speeding up and galloping away to the north...
In this way, the two of them headed north, and two months passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, the strong wind subsided, the ice and snow melted, and five towering peaks could be vaguely seen in the distance.
These five peaks are extremely huge. Taken alone, it is probably no less than a city like Wanggui City. The five peaks are connected together, so majestic and vast that it is impossible to see the whole picture.
What's even more peculiar is that from the tops of the five peaks, you can faintly see five auspicious clouds, divided into five colors: gold, green, blue, red and yellow. They are flowing erratically on the tops of the peaks, changing unpredictably and making it a spectacle!
"Boy Liang, why do you feel something is wrong... Look, we have arrived at Wuzhuang Mountain." Lao Jin's voice sounded directly in Liang Yan's mind.
Liang Yan frowned after hearing this.
He glanced down and saw a stone tablet erected on the mountain road ahead. On the tablet was a line of large characters engraved with dragons and snakes, which was exactly:
"The gate of heaven falls on the cold mountain, the clear water flows through the sloping peaks, the divine fire burns the golden seal, the wonderful trees produce spring flowers, the five elements represent all things, and the great road is in the palm of your hand!"
Liang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.
"The five elements represent all things, and the great road is in the palm of your hand... It seems that we have really arrived at Wuzhuang Mountain."
After saying that, he took out the map from his sleeve again, compared it carefully, and finally said in a deep voice:
"The place marked on the map should be right ahead!"
"What?" Lao Jin was surprised and asked: "Is the inheritance you are looking for on Wuzhuang Mountain?"
"I'm afraid so..." Liang Yan nodded slowly.
"What should I do? If you want to hunt for treasure, you can't find someone else's lair, right? Not to mention whether the people in Wuzhuang Mountain will let you in, even if they make an exception and let you go up the mountain, will they turn a blind eye if you find the inheritance?
Watching you take away the inheritance?"
"It's a bit tricky indeed."
Liang Yan sighed, looked around, and suddenly said: "Old Jin, have you noticed that after approaching Wuzhuang Mountain, there are many more monks on the way than before?"
"Um?"
Lao Jin was slightly startled.
He originally wanted to say, what time has it been? If he didn't want to think about how to find the place of inheritance, why would he bother to pay attention to what the monks were doing on their way?
But after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything, and just said in a low voice: "It is indeed as you said, there are many monks on their way, but their cultivation level is not high, and most of them are in the Golden Core realm. What does this have to do with us?"
"According to my observation, those people are not practicing Five Elements Magic, which means they are not disciples of Wuzhuang Mountain, but come from all over the mainland... This shows that something big happened on Wuzhuang Mountain."
Lao Jin thought about it carefully and nodded: "You are right. Those monks seem to come from all sects, including demonic cultivators and Confucianism cultivators. I even saw a few bald heads. And the closer I get to Wuzhuang Mountain, these monks
The more people there are, do they also want to go to Wuzhuang Mountain?"
"If they can climb the mountain, then we can too. Let's go and have a look. Maybe something happened on Wuzhuang Mountain, and we might be able to fish in troubled waters."
"okay."
Lao Jin agreed, no longer staying, and continued to fly high, crossing the stone monument below, which also meant that they had completely entered the mountains of Wuzhuang Mountain...
Five towering peaks became increasingly clear in their sight.
Many towns appeared below, and there was an endless stream of monks coming and going, either doing business in the city, discussing Taoism, or chatting. They seemed very casual.
Liang Yan took a panoramic view of the scene below, and soon discovered that the realms of these monks were uneven, ranging from the foundation building stage to the Tongxuan realm, but they were mainly concentrated in the two realms of Juyuan realm and Jindan realm.
"so many people?"
Liang Yan was a little surprised. Just by flying here, he had already seen several monk towns, and the number of monks was probably in the thousands.
This is just the place he saw with his spiritual consciousness. There must be many towns like this around Wuzhuang Mountain. If everyone is added up, one hundred thousand may still be a conservative number.
While he was thinking about it, two rays of light suddenly appeared in front of him. They were extremely fast and arrived in front of Liang Yan in just an instant.
"Senior, please stop!"
The speaker is a young man, wearing a blue Taoist uniform, handsome in appearance and elegant in temperament.
There is a woman beside him, also wearing a Taoist robe, gentle and pleasant, with a kind smile.
Both of them were disciples of Wuzhuang Mountain. After stopping Liang Yan, they were very friendly and said with a smile, "Senior, you want to go up the mountain?"
"Not bad." Liang Yan's expression remained unchanged and he chuckled.
"Wuzhuang Mountain has been closed for a long time. If you want to go up the mountain, you must show an invitation. I wonder if you have an invitation, senior?"
"Invitation? What invitation?"
"You don't have an invitation?"
The two people across from each other looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.
The man among them took a step forward, raised his hands and said: "May I ask my senior's Taoist ID number? Which sect and sect are you a master of?"
Liang Yan laughed and said with a smile: "I have no family and no sect. I am a wandering Sanren. My Taoist name is: 'Yun Sanren'. I have been in seclusion in Han Valley for hundreds of years. I just came out of seclusion not long ago. I heard that Wuzhuang Mountain is a mysterious place."
I have an authentic sect, so I want to come and discuss the Tao."
"It turns out to be Senior Yun, disrespectful!"
The young man cupped his fists and saluted, and said with a smile: "If it were in the past, of course you would welcome your seniors to come, but our sect has important events recently and has already closed the mountain to thank guests. Only those holding invitations can go up the mountain. I would like to ask seniors to take care of this matter."
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"Closing the mountain to thank guests? Why is this?"
"Senior, I don't know." The young man's face showed a proud look, and he said with a smile: "Uncle Canglong of Qingmuya, after two disasters and nine disasters, he has completed his practice recently and is about to break through the disaster and become a saint. Therefore,
The mountain is closed and foreign visitors are refused."
"What? Break the tribulation and become a saint?"
Liang Yan was surprised. He had many assumptions about the anomalies in Wuzhuang Mountain before coming, but he did not expect this answer.
As if he still couldn't believe it, Liang Yan asked again: "You mean, there are people on Wuzhuang Mountain who want to survive the third disaster?"
"Exactly." The young man nodded.
"Since we are going to overcome the tribulation, why are there so many irrelevant monks coming to Wuzhuang Mountain? Also, what's the matter with the invitation you just mentioned?"
"Senior, what I don't know is that Uncle Cang Long sent out invitations ten years ago, inviting more than ten powerful monks from Antarctic Immortal Continent to come and observe and witness this tribulation. As for the monks below, they are all
They come here because they want to see how Uncle Canglong fights against the way of heaven and becomes a saint immediately."
When the young man said this, his eyes were full of pride. Not only him, but the gentle and pleasant junior sister next to him also had an excited face, and seemed to be full of expectations for this matter.
However, Liang Yan was extremely surprised.
This was the first time he heard that when someone was going through a tribulation, they would invite fellow Taoists to come and watch. This was simply an act of committing suicide!
You must know that the "three disasters and nine disasters" are extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will die. Who among monks is not sneaky when going through disasters? They are afraid that others will know and take advantage of their own loopholes.
Even if he wasn't hiding to survive the tribulation, he would never be so brazen and blatant.
Moreover, what this 'Cang Long' is overcoming is not an ordinary disaster, but the last of the three disasters and nine disasters. According to Ning Bugui, this disaster must confront the law of heaven!
Throughout the ages, how many heroes have stopped here?
No one dares to say that they will definitely be able to fight for life from the hands of heaven, and they will go all out when they overcome the disaster. How can outsiders be present at such a critical moment? If someone has ulterior motives, wouldn't they be trapped in a place where they will never recover?
Liang Yan couldn't understand, but he knew that now was not the time to question. The young man and woman in front of him obviously respected his uncle very much, which could be seen from their adoring eyes.
"I didn't expect that there would be such a grand event in Wuzhuang Mountain. It seems that Yun came at the wrong time..."
Liang Yan pretended to sigh, thought for a while and then asked: "I wonder when Senior Canglong will overcome the tribulation?"
"In just ten days."
"Ten days......."
Liang Yan didn't expect that he would arrive at such a coincidence. There were only ten days before this person would survive the catastrophe.
This means that there is not much time left for him. In ten days, everyone will be expelled from Wuzhuang Mountain, and by then he will have no chance to fish in troubled waters.
Thinking of this, Liang Yan smiled, cupped his hands and said, "It's better to choose the day than to hit it. Although Yun couldn't go up the mountain to talk about Taoism, he was lucky enough to catch up with Senior Canglong's tribulation. In this case, I also stayed at the foot of the mountain.
In a few days, we will have a glimpse of Senior Canglong’s style!”
"Senior, you can do whatever you want."
The young man did not stop him, but instead smiled slightly and said: "The monks gathered at the foot of the mountain are Taoists who came from all over the country to watch Uncle Canglong's tribulation. Although they did not have invitations, they could still be at the foot of the mountain.
Looking from a distance, I can see that more people have gathered, and many temporary towns have been built. Everyone exchanges knowledge and exchanges of cultivation resources. If seniors go to these towns to settle down, they may get some unexpected gains."
In fact, before entering Wuzhuang Mountain, Liang Yan had secretly activated the Tianji Pearl to cover up part of his cultivation. Therefore, in the eyes of this young man, he was just a monk in the early stage of Tongxuan.
Although Zhenjun Tongxuan is already a being who can call the shots and establish a sect, Wuzhuang Mountain is one of the Seven Mountains and Twelve Cities after all, and has a profound foundation. So even if this man and woman only have the cultivation level of the Golden Core Realm, when they meet Liang Yan
You can still be neither humble nor arrogant.
After listening to his suggestion, Liang Yan looked noncommittal, nodded and smiled: "With your good words, Yun will go to a nearby town, hoping to gain something. In addition, say hello to Senior Canglong for me, and wish you the best.
He ascended to heaven in one step and became a saint immediately!"
"I will definitely convey it."
The young man and his junior sister were very happy. They bowed to Liang Yan at the same time and then watched him go away...
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Liang Yan said goodbye to the man and woman, took Lao Jin and returned the same way.
Different from the lightning speed when he arrived, Liang Yan was now leisurely and leisurely, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was meditating, but his consciousness had already been quietly released, and he was carefully observing everything around him.
"Okay, they didn't come with us anymore."
About a quarter of an hour later, Liang Yan suddenly opened his eyes and spoke.
Lao Jin, who was sitting down, sneered and said through a message: "These brothers and sisters may seem friendly on the surface, but they are still somewhat wary of us, otherwise they wouldn't have followed us secretly for hundreds of miles."
"It's normal. After all, my uncle is about to face the 'Tribulation of Sainthood'. At such an important moment, so many strange monks are pouring into Wuzhuang Mountain. It's strange that they are not nervous. I don't think they are targeting me, but...
Every monk with a slightly higher level of cultivation is on guard.
