Du Fang walked on the mountain road and climbed over several mountains. He thought to himself: "The location of Yeyang Valley that the old woman pointed out should be near here. Why can't I find it?"
Thinking of this, Du Fang stopped and looked around.
It was mid-morning and the weather was hot.
On the mountain road, apart from Du Fang, no other living creatures can be seen. The only thing that proves the existence of other creatures is the "sizzling" sound of summer insects around it.
Du Fang felt depressed, and the hot weather made him sweat profusely, making him even more irritable.
After a while, Du Fang walked down the mountain.
"It's strange, why is there no sign of Ye Yanggu yet? If we go further, we will almost leave this area. It's really weird." Du Fang frowned and muttered.
At this time, he was sweating profusely, and most of his Taoist robe was soaked by the mountain water.
Du Fang immediately stopped, climbed up a big tree, and rested on it.
Listening to the "sizzling" sounds of insects around him, Du Fang was puzzled: "Where is this formation master?"
"Any sect must be established in an area where the magic power of heaven and earth is the strongest. Although I can't find any trace of Ye Yanggu for a while, I will definitely not go wrong if I go in the direction with the strongest magic power.
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Du Fang thought secretly in his heart and came up with an idea in a moment.
I saw him sitting up cross-legged on the tree trunk, muttering words in his mouth, the Qi Senjue was silently running, and a few lines of air appeared around him.
After these seemingly absent gases appeared, Du Fang's soaked Taoist robes were also blown dry. Slowly, Du Fang began to feel the magic power between the surrounding heaven and earth.
Suddenly, Du Fang opened his eyes and looked toward a mountain peak in the southwest.
This mountain peak is not high, it can even be said to be very low. The one that is much higher than the three is not in the center, like a basin.
But it is this structure that makes the magic power of heaven and earth on this mountain peak extremely strong, much stronger than the three surrounding peaks.
Du Fang turned over and jumped under the tree, looking at the lower mountain peak in the distance.
The fierce sun evaporated the water vapor on the ground. Du Fang looked at the mountain peak through the water vapor, and it seemed that the mountain peak had become distorted.
Du Fang gritted his teeth and walked towards the low mountain peak.
On the mountain road, an eight-year-old child like Du Fang was walking slowly, sweat dripping on the ground, breathing heavily with his mouth wide open, his brows furrowed, and he looked weak.
There are many vegetation on the mountain roads, but most of them grow on both sides of the road, which still cannot block the harsh sun.
Du Fang walked forward, looking at the trees around him that were moving backwards, and thought to himself: "I really want to rest under the trees, but I'd better go, otherwise I'll have to sleep in the wild again tonight."
In this way, Du Fang slowly moved towards the low mountain peak.
The bad weather tortured Du Fang and made him feel that the road was extremely long.
But Du Fang still walked forward unswervingly.
Suddenly, Du Fang felt that something was not right, and softly said "Huh".
"Have I seen the big cypress tree beside the road ahead?" Du Fang said doubtfully, and then walked towards the big tree in question.
Du Fang felt something was wrong, so he walked to the tree and stopped, looking carefully at the cypress tree in front of him.
The branches of this cypress are lush and leafy, but they grow on the side of the road. If they had grown on fertile land, they would have been even more lush than they are now.
"This cypress tree is just an ordinary tree. How come it gives me the feeling of déjà vu?" Du Fang muttered to himself in confusion.
"Maybe it's my imagination. How could I have been to this barren mountain?"
Du Fang immediately turned back to the mountain road and continued walking towards the low mountain peak.
Being in the sun for a long time and traveling on the road had already made him a little tired.
Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and ran to rest under a tree by the roadside.
"Huhuhu" Du Fang gasped. Under the shade of the tree, he finally felt better.
"Zizzi la la", the insect still screamed tirelessly.
Du Fang leaned on the tree trunk, looked at the sun-scorched mountain road, sighed, got up and walked forward.
After resting for a while, Du Fang's spirit was obviously much better than before.
He walked forward, and suddenly, a surprising sight appeared in front of his eyes.
A big cypress tree.
It seemed to be the big cypress tree he had seen before.
It just appeared naturally on the roadside in front of him.
Du Fang stared at the big cypress tree for a moment, then turned around and looked back a few times, and then hurriedly ran towards the big cypress tree.
When he got to the tree, he looked at the tree carefully. The more he looked at it, the more it looked like the one he had encountered before.
"There's something weird about this tree. I thought it looked familiar before, but now I've encountered it again." Du Fang said warily in his heart.
"However, it is not impossible that there are several similar trees in such a big mountain." Du Fang comforted himself.
However, he may also have some doubts about his words, because he was running the Sensing Qi Art, and a small stream of gas came out from his fingertips.
When he pointed his finger at the tree trunk, the gas rushed towards the tree trunk and left a cross icon on it.
"Whether it's the same tree or not, I'll know once I try it." Du Fang said firmly, then turned around and walked towards the mountain road, towards the mountain peak.
Along the way, Du Fang did not feel tired or hot, but he was always thinking about the big cypress tree, wondering whether he would see it again ahead.
On the one hand, Du Fang wanted to see this tree to prove that his feeling was correct. On the other hand, Du Fang was afraid that the tree would appear in front of him. Wouldn't he be wandering around in the mountains all the time?
Just when Du Fang was hesitant, something surprising happened to him. A familiar big cypress tree appeared in front of him again.
"It must not be the same tree," Du Fang told himself as he walked forward.
Walking under the tree, Du Fang looked towards the trunk of the tree, and sure enough he saw a cross icon on the trunk, which was exactly the same as the one he had carved just now.
Du Fang suddenly felt a bone-chilling cold, as if the scorching sun had turned freezing in an instant.
"I've been wandering around in this mountain. Could it be that I encountered a ghost?"
"No, no one dares to come out in the clear sky."
"Besides, I have killed all the evil ghosts in the middle stage of Condensation Realm. There are any more powerful evil ghosts. Even if there are, they will not be as good as myself, a little Taoist priest in the Qi Refining Realm."
Du Fang kept comforting himself, but he couldn't figure out the doubts in his heart.
"Ye Yanggu, no one has ever seen it, wandering in the mountains, a large array of formations?"
"Well... a large array of formations..."
"..."
"Ah, it's a phantom formation. This is most likely the phantom formation under Ye Yanggu's step!"