But within a moment, a majestic mountain surrounded by fairy spirit appeared in front of me.
The mountains are majestic and majestic, reaching into the sky, exuding the atmosphere of ancient times. At this moment, a faint fairy spirit like silk threads is slowly flowing in the mountains...
"Dapeng Mountain."
In front of the majestic mountain, there is a 100-foot stone tablet.
The stone stele has existed for who knows how many thousands of years. It looks extremely ancient. It has been corroded by the years and is about to decay. However, there is an unyielding fairy spirit that supports the stone stele standing...
"Dapeng Fairy Mountain?"
Feng Qingyan stared at the stone tablet and landed on the stone platform under the stone tablet step by step. He saw many serious sword marks on the stone tablet.
It seems that there was a fierce battle.
He frowned slightly and stared at the sword marks on the stone tablet, but he felt an unparalleled murderous aura.
In his eyes at this moment.
There seemed to be countless swords that traveled through time and space and struck at him.
Every sword, every sword, was extremely terrifying, tearing apart the space, changing the color of heaven and earth, and destroying everything in the world. However, he saw the Dapeng Mountain behind the stone monument, but it still stood still, unaffected by the sword.
hurt……
"A gentleman is as immovable as a mountain."
Feng Qingyan Qingdao.
boom!
It was like he turned into a huge mountain, causing the heaven and earth to sink slightly.
Although the murderous sword was still coming, it was blocked by the gentleman's immovable force, unable to move Feng Qingyan at all...
Although the sword marks on the stone tablet are very terrifying, countless years have passed.
There is not much murderous intent left in the sword marks.
but.
You can still kill the great sage.
Feng Qingyan stood still, still looking at the stone tablet, and the ancient scene seemed to be reflected in his eyes. It seemed as if there were dozens of beings in the holy realm, holding weapons to kill him...
"Fairy?"
Feng Qingyan frowned.
Judging from the smell of the sword marks on the stone tablet, it seems to have been left by an immortal, but how could it be an immortal?
Aren’t the people on Dapeng Mountain just immortals?
Then why would there be immortals to kill Dapeng Mountain?
Could it be that the immortal lineages are fighting against each other and killing each other?
Feng Qingyan was very surprised, and his eyes fell on the majestic mountains behind the stone monument.
Although Dapeng Mountain is still full of immortal energy, traces of the war remain everywhere and it has become extremely desolate.
"Ha ha--"
A sad and ferocious laughter suddenly sounded.
But it quickly disappeared.
Feng Qingyan was suddenly startled, and soon understood that this was the sound left over from heaven and earth.
It does not belong to the present, but to the past.
Time is indelible.
This sad and ferocious laughter is most likely the laughter of the Dapeng Mountain Immortal.
Feng Qingyan looked around and saw that the mountain gate was broken. How could he not be sad? After a moment, he turned around and looked at the sea of blood. He saw the monk in white standing with a wooden fish, chanting scriptures softly, still with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered.
.
It seemed that Feng Qingyan was trying to stop him from going up the mountain, but Feng Qingyan had already gone up the mountain.
"No!"
A struggling voice seemed to say.
"I am the greatest ominous person, why should I be afraid of the ominous situation on the mountain?" Feng Qingyan seemed to have heard it, and smiled at the little monk in white.
"No..."
"No..."
A struggling voice seemed to keep sounding, as if it were a little monk in white persuading.
"I know there is something ominous on the mountain, but I have a reason to go up the mountain." Feng Qingyan was silent for a moment, then smiled and waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I will come back safely. In this world, no one can kill me..."
After saying that, he walked up the moss-covered steps next to the stone monument.
The moss on the steps withered and grew again, and grew and withered again.
I don’t know how many generations have been zeroed.
When he walked up, the little monk in white who was guarding the sea of blood at the foot of the mountain knocked on the wooden fish with lowered eyebrows and left.
After a while.
He walked to the end of the steps.
It's not that the steps are that long, but that the steps leading up the mountain were cut off by a sword.
The broken sword was stained with rust and was inserted at the end of the steps, shooting out murderous intent. Countless years have passed, and the murderous intent emitted by the broken sword still tore the surrounding space, filling the space at the end of the steps with
black cracks.
"This cutting sword..."
Feng Qingyan was a little frightened.
Is this because of the dream of reincarnation, or is the Broken Sword itself so powerful? Even though countless years have passed, it still bursts out with the power of the Holy Realm...
He did not move the broken sword, but the figure suddenly stepped over the broken sword and crossed countless space cracks.
Behind the broken sword was a pavilion, but half of it was chopped off.
Although only half of it remains, it still stands. According to the broken plaque, it can be seen that the pavilion is a welcoming pavilion.
But the word "ying" has already fallen to the ground.
Although half of the pavilion is covered with moss and weeds, it still has a fairy spirit and remains standing...
In a trance.
Feng Qingyan seemed to see immortals climbing up the steps and arriving at the guest pavilion, just like a pilgrim.
It's a pity that it's just an afterimage, and it will disappear as soon as the wind blows.
He continued up the mountain.
But there are ruins and ruins everywhere on the mountain, and everything you look at is desolate.
He saw a scorched pine tree with a huge sword stuck in it, and sad blood flowing from the trunk...
He saw the immortal soul of a crane, hovering in the broken sky, screaming...
He saw the immortal demon being split into two...
Feng Qingyan walked silently.
Watching silently.
This is the breath of immortality.
Whether it is Dapeng Mountain or Dapeng Mountain's enemies, they are all immortals.
It's the immortals fighting against each other.
Kill each other.
But why?
He thought about the various sects of the holy way, the holy way and the immortal way, the martial way, the divine way, the evil way, the witch way, the ghost way, etc.
They also seem to be at odds with each other.
Kill each other.
well--
Feng Qingyan sighed.
He continued to go up the mountain, and from time to time he saw the remnants of ancient times, and could vaguely glimpse some pictures of ancient Dapeng Mountain...
In the afterimage.
He saw a strong young man with two horns, reading Taoism quietly under the pine tree. On the trunk of the pine tree, there was an old man's smiling face, full of joy.
He saw several handsome young men manifesting various profound Taoist skills in the pavilion...
He saw a girl dancing with a sword by the lake.
One sword cut down the stars in the sky.
He saw a timid little deer, carefully listening to the old man's explanation of the Bible, and finally transformed into a little girl, killing the most terrifying beast in the world...
He saw a lot.
This is Dapeng Mountain?
This is indeed a fairy mountain, an enviable fairy mountain.
Moreover, the disciples on the Immortal Mountain are all extraordinary. He saw many disciples on the Immortal Mountain who were only one step away from entering the holy realm.
Or.
It's just one step away from becoming an immortal.
But they are most likely just ordinary disciples of Dapeng Mountain.
If just ordinary disciples have such terrifying cultivation, what about those true disciples? What is their realm?
However, they were still destroyed.
Immortal, why did you want to destroy Dapeng Mountain? This is something Feng Qingyan can't figure out. Is it really that the Immortal lineage is at odds with each other?
He didn't think it would be that simple.
While thinking.
He continued walking and finally reached the top of the mountain.
The top of the mountain is a ruin, with broken walls everywhere, and some corpses that have not decayed for thousands of years can be seen...
Murderous rage.
Angry and resentful.
On the top of the mountain, there is a sky bridge between the two peaks, leading to another fairy mountain.
At this moment, Feng Qingyan walked onto the overpass and saw countless ancient patterns carved on the overpass, full of all kinds of mysterious Taoist charms.
It seems to record the obscure principles of heaven and earth.
Feng Qingyan looked at it curiously, but couldn't understand it. He just felt it was unclear and harsh.
However, half of the overpass on another fairy mountain was also chopped off, leaving only half horizontally in the sky.
He came to the end of the overpass.
I could vaguely see the ruins of the palace opposite.
Even though the palace was reduced to ruins, it still exuded a brilliant fairy light and lingered with bursts of fairy energy.
Feng Qingyan crossed the broken bridge and came to the ruins of the palace.
After a while, he walked across the ruins of the palace and came to a fairy lake where the fairy energy was flowing like mist. However, the bodies of a group of cranes were floating in the fairy lake...
Still done by immortals.
It was the immortal who killed them, it was the immortal who destroyed the palace...
When Feng Qingyan's eyes penetrated the blood-stained fairy lake, he saw the corpses of immortals lying across the lake.
There are also corpses of demons exuding the aura of immortality.
This is a fairy.
"ah--"
"I'm not willing to give in!"
"Why does heaven want to destroy Dapeng Mountain?!"
A sorrowful roar suddenly rushed out from the bottom of the lake, raising a huge amount of water, as if it wanted to wash the sky with blood.
Feng Qingyan frowned.
Silent for a long time.
When his eyes penetrated the lake water and fell on the corpses.
When they saw the corpse, they all stared tightly, as if unwilling to die, and their bodies burst out with overwhelming resentment, overwhelming hatred, and terrifying murderous intent.
I want to fight my way out from the bottom of the lake and reach the sea of clouds and the blue sky.
"Daluoshan refuses to save you, and Dakunshan adds insult to injury. You all will have to die! Die! Die!" A sad roar came from the bottom of the lake again, almost shaking the entire fairy lake...
Overwhelming resentment, hatred, and murderous intent.
Soaring into the sky.
But at this moment.
Feng Qingyan was suddenly startled.
Daluoshan refuses to save him in the face of death?
Dakunshan is adding insult to injury?
How did this come back?
Did Dakunshan also participate in the massacre of Dapengshan?
What happened between Sanxian Mountain?
Just ominous?
But Feng Qingyan saw that the overwhelming resentment, hatred, and murderous intent had not diminished even after countless years.
While he frowned and thought.
The immortal corpse at the bottom of the lake exudes stronger resentment, stronger hatred, and more terrifying murderous intent.
It's like they are alive.
Feng Qingyan stared at the lakeside one by one, making Feng Qingyan feel extremely malicious.
They seemed to really come up.
They wanted to kill Feng Qingyan.
Feng Qingyan did not retreat, nor was he afraid. Instead, he planned to extract some information from the dead people's mouths to see what happened in Dapeng Mountain.
"What happened to Dapeng Mountain?"
Feng Qingyan hesitated and asked.
After all, he was asking a dead person, and he didn't think the dead person would respond.
But I asked anyway.
really.
The dead man did not respond, but came to kill him.
Naturally, Feng Qingyan would not let the dead kill him. His body instantly appeared on the other side of the lake. After thinking about it, he sighed: "Ashes will return to dust, soil will return to soil. Since you are already dead, why can't you let go?"
"I'm not willing to accept it——"
A roar suddenly sounded, filled with strong resentment.
"They're already dead, so why not be willing to accept it?"
Feng Qingyan asked.
"They're already dead, why wouldn't you be willing to accept it? Hahaha..."
A pale immortal corpse seemed to have come to life, suddenly laughing ferociously.
But amid the laughter, there was immense sadness.
"I, Dapeng Mountain, fought for the immortal world through life and death, defended Jiuzhou Jiebi Mountain, and killed countless disciples in battle. But in the end, I ended up like this. How can this teach me to be willing?"
The immortal corpse roared towards Feng Qingyan, its face extremely ferocious.
Angry and resentful.
"Immortal world? Jiebi Mountain?"
Feng Qingyan was thinking...
However, I couldn't figure out the whole story from the immortal corpse's words, so I could only continue to trap him.
but.
He really got words from the dead. Is this person dead or not?
In other words, not completely dead?
Dead but not stiff?
"Daluoshan! Dakunshan! One day, you will also end up like this..."
Another immortal corpse roared.
"Daluoshan is ruthless, Dakunshan is unjust, you all deserve to die!"
"Kill, kill, kill..."
Not only did the immortal corpse come to life, it also roared.
This is weird!
Feng Qingyan continued to talk, but Immortal Corpse stopped talking.
"Haha, we are dead after all."
An immortal corpse looked up to the sky and cried loudly, bowed sadly to the highest immortal peak, and said sadly: "Master, after all, it is the disciples who are incompetent and unable to guard Dapeng Mountain..."
"Leader, this disciple is incompetent!"
The immortal corpse bowed down and cried bitterly.
now.
Feng Qingyan looked at the highest fairy peak.
He still hasn't figured out who massacred Dapeng Mountain.
According to the remaining aura, it was the work of immortals, but the disciples of Dapeng Mountain said that Daluoshan was ruthless and would not save him even if he saw death.
Da Kunshan is unrighteous and adds insult to injury.
This is adding insult to injury, does it mean that Dakunshan seems to be involved?
After a while.
He left the fairy lake and continued walking up the mountain, arriving at the top of a fairy mountain.
But the top of the Immortal Mountain was flattened by a sword and turned into a performance field, specially used for the evolution of Taoism...
Although the performance venue is in dilapidated condition, some incomplete stone monuments are still erected.
Various magical arts are engraved on the stone tablets.
"Magic?"
Feng Qingyan was a little surprised.
Without thinking, he quickly recorded the magic on the stone tablet and handed it over to Taoism after returning to the world of mountains and seas...
When you finish memorizing it, continue walking up.
Unconsciously.
Feng Qingyan walked to the highest point of Dapeng Mountain.
The top of the fairy mountain reaches into the sky, and the highest point is a huge stone platform. It can be seen that countless obscure runes are carved on the stone platform.
It is filled with various Taoist charms.
Unfortunately.
The stone platform was devastated and turned into ruins.
The most brutal battle in Dapeng Mountain was on the stone platform at the highest point of Dapeng Mountain, where countless terrifying murderous intentions remained.
The murderous intent will last for millions of years!
Even now, it is still extremely terrifying, tearing apart the surrounding world and filling the air with chaos, as if it is the end of the world.
At this moment, Feng Qingyan was standing on the edge of the stone platform, warily watching the murderous aura that permeated the air.
The terrifying murderous intent seems to have shattered time and space, killing the past, the future, and even the present, which opened Feng Qingyan's eyes...
This seemed to be the existence of someone who surpassed the emperor of heaven and earth, so he had to be cautious.
"It turns out to be an existence that transcends the emperor of heaven and earth..."
Feng Qingyan did not dare to move forward rashly.
Suddenly.
He saw a tall young man standing on the stone platform...
But the young man's face was covered with a thin layer of mist, making it impossible to see his face clearly.
Feng Qingyan felt that the young man was exuding various indescribable Taoist charms, as if he had melted into one with heaven and earth.