"This must be a phantom formation!" Du Fang thought in his mind as he looked at the big cypress tree in front of him.
"The old woman just said that she has never seen anyone in Ye Yang Valley. I'm afraid it's because of this illusory formation."
"No, if you keep walking like this, you won't be able to get out of the phantom formation even if you're exhausted. You'll have to find another way."
Thinking of this, Du Fang sat cross-legged under the big cypress tree, muttering something in his mouth, and feeling Qi Jue moving slowly.
Several seemingly nonexistent gases were swirling around Du Fang's body. Du Fang closed his eyes and rested, feeling the magic power of the world around him.
At this time, something strange happened to Du Fang.
The mana of heaven and earth in this space has become intermittent.
Du Fang stared at the mountain road, puzzled.
"This illusion array actually has such an effect? Can it limit the magic power between heaven and earth?" Du Fang sighed inwardly that something was not good.
"No, I heard Taoist Xuande say before that even a powerful monk in the Nascent Realm cannot deploy a powerful formation like the Qi Gathering Formation that can affect the magic between heaven and earth."
"Then how to explain the changes in the mana in this space?"
"Could it be that...this, all of this is my illusion!" Du Fang was shocked when he thought of this. He didn't expect that this illusion formation was so powerful.
At this time, there was nothing else on Du Fang except a book of Sensing Qi Art and the yellow ball.
Du Fang was really panicked now.
Du Fang took out the yellow round beads given by Taoist Xuande in his arms, sighed helplessly, and then gritted his teeth.
I saw him move to the mountain path in two steps, raise the yellow ball in his right hand, and shout to the sky.
"Du Fang, who was born late, came to see Mr. Gu Lin because of the entrustment of Taoist Xuande."
"Meet Mr. Gu Lin"
"Meet Mr. Gu Lin..."
Du Fang shouted one after another, hoping to make the people from Yeyang Valley appear.
However, he shouted several times loudly and his throat became slightly hoarse, but the scenery in front of him did not change at all.
Looking at everything in front of him, Du Fang looked gloomy, threw his butt on the ground, and muttered to himself.
"Am I destined to be trapped and die here?" Du Fang said with despair.
But at this moment, the wind and clouds suddenly changed in the sky. The originally fierce and scorching sun became milder, and a cool breeze blew by, making the weather become comfortable.
Du Fang sighed at the change in the weather, as if he was looking around.
Suddenly, he noticed that the low peak surrounded by three peaks had changed its appearance.
This low mountain peak is now much higher, much higher than the three surrounding peaks.
Du Fang quickly ran the Sensing Qi Art again, feeling the magic power of the world around him.
After a moment, Du Fang opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with light.
"The mana of heaven and earth has indeed returned to its original state, and the surrounding mana continues to converge on the highest mountain. I am afraid that is where the gate of Yeyang Valley is located."
Du Fang thought of this and walked towards the mountain peak.
The weather became cooler, and Du Fang did not feel any difficulty along the way.
After walking for about half an hour, Du Fang could clearly see the four peaks.
These four peaks are unusually high, especially the one in the middle, which towers into the clouds.
The strange thing is that the surrounding three peaks are covered with lush vegetation, but the middle peak is bare and looks very miserable.
Although the highest peak in the middle seems ordinary, there is no doubt that the magic power of the surrounding heaven and earth is gathering upward.
Du Fang looked at the four peaks with joy in his eyes: "Yeyang Valley? We are finally here."
Then he took steps and continued to move forward.
Walking along the mountain road between the two peaks, Du Fang saw a long row of stone steps from a distance, leading from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain. On the rocks next to the stone steps at the foot of the mountain, three large characters were engraved:
Yeyang Valley.”
Du Fang looked at these three words and said to himself: "Why does the mountain gate of this formation sect look a bit crude to me?"
Just as Du Fang was talking to himself, a voice came from the stone steps.
"Boy, what do you want from me?"
Du Fang was shocked when he heard someone speaking, and quickly looked towards the place where the sound came from.
I saw an old man appearing on the stone steps at some point. His gray and white hair was tied up and draped over his shoulders. He was wearing a linen robe. He had his hands behind his back and a coldness in his eyes. He was staring down from a high position.
Du Fang.
When Du Fang saw this person, he was stunned for a moment, and then he bowed his hands and saluted: "I am Du Fang, who came here under the guidance of Taoist Xuande. May I ask if the venerable gentleman is Mr. Gu Lin?"
"Are those yellow beads given to you by Taoist Xuande?" The old man asked directly without answering Du Fang's question.
"Exactly, Taoist Master Xuande gave this thing to this junior to join Yeyang Valley." Du Fang answered respectfully.
"Old fox, this abacus is really good." The old man said, looking into the distance fiercely.
"Yes, I am Mr. Gu Lin. If the old man gives you this bead, I will accept you as a registered disciple for the time being. You come with me." After saying this, Mr. Gu Lin turned around and walked up the stone steps towards the mountain.
Go up.
Du Fang did not dare to say anything more, so he also stepped onto the stone steps and walked up.
Along the way, Du Fang carefully observed everything at the highest peak of Yeyang Valley. There were strange rocks all around, and there was very little vegetation. However, the concentration of mana was the highest here, even compared to the Purple Star Peak of Lingxuan Sect.
inferior.
Du Fang was confused and asked Mr. Gu Lin: "Master, this mountain..."
"Shut up, why do you call me master if you haven't bowed to me before?" Mr. Gu Lin yelled at Du Fang with his eyes wide open.
"Oh, yes, it was Wansheng who was rash." Du Fang was shocked by Mr. Gu Lin's sudden move and stammered in response.
After hearing this, Mr. Gu Lin ignored Du Fang and walked alone.
Du Fang didn't dare to say anything and followed closely behind.
An old man and a young man were walking slowly on the long stone steps.
After nearly an hour, the two finally reached the top of the mountain.
Mr. Gu Lin's expression remained calm, but Du Fang was not feeling so well. First he had driven for a long time, and then climbed such a long stone staircase. At this time, he was panting and unable to speak a word.
When they reached the top of the mountain, they saw a quaint cave house, which was built against the mountain. The door was carved from red ancient wood. Although it was not grand, it had the charm of a scholarly family.
Mr. Gu Lin ignored the panting Du Fang and walked straight to the door of the mansion, talking as he walked.
"This is Ye Yang Mansion, the core of our Ye Yang Valley, and the former residence of our sect's founder, Master Ye Yang."
"Ye Yang Mansion? Master Ye Yang?"
"Why don't you know anything? That old guy Xuande gave you the beads like this, what benefit did you give him?" Mr. Gu Lin looked at Du Fang with disgust, as if he had suffered a big loss.
"Oh, Taoist Xuande told Wansheng that Guizong was famous for his formations, but Wansheng didn't ask in detail." Du Fang said timidly.
Mr. Gu Lin glanced at him, turned around, and asked, "Do you know how long a person in the Huaquan realm can live?"
"Seniors in the Huaquan realm, who take the magic power of heaven and earth and circulate it in their own bodies, can live for nearly a thousand years." Du Fang responded quickly.
"Haha, my sect's founder, Master Ye Yang, is a monk in the Huaquan Realm. He has been in the world for more than three thousand years. Looking at the five spiritual veins and hundreds of sects in the entire Li country, he is the only one who can do it." Gu Lin.
The gentleman said proudly.
Du Fang's eyes widened: "What? Can the Huaquan realm have a lifespan of more than three thousand years?"