Seven days later, Feng Jueyu left the jungle and came to a vast plain.
The rolling mountains guard the majestic and majestic momentum at the end of the world. The water energy that permeates the entire Yuyun plane shrouds the entire sky under the majestic water vapor of continuous rain, making the world look even more beautiful.
More mysterious and sleepy.
In just seven days, Feng Jueyu finally adapted to the climate of the Xuanyuan plane. During these seven days, it rained for six and a half days, and the sky was gloomy for only half of the days that were not rainy days.
As for his understanding of this plane, he had already seen from books that the Xuanyuan plane is a place with extremely strong water energy. It rains more than 300 days out of 365 days a year. This fertile land of thousands of miles has never been
Never done it.
Click!
A bolt of lightning flashed across his head, pulling his thoughts back. He looked far away, and among the undulating mountains, there were faintly colorful and magnificent silver rainbows intertwined under the rain curtain.
Look carefully, the frosty silver rainbow is made up of stars. Sometimes they are soft, sometimes sharp, sometimes mysterious, but in the end they all fall towards the earth, so that when viewed from a distance, they look like stars in the sky.
Falling down, spectacular.
Feng Jueyu knew that there was Tongque Mountain where Youxian Dayuping was located.
Having made up his mind, he no longer thought about it, summoned the Pingdu artifact, stood on it and soared into the sky.
From here to Tongque Mountain, there are still three sacred mountains blocking the way as far as the eye can see, but no sacred mountain can be more majestic than Tongque Mountain.
The curtain of rain is continuous, sometimes accompanied by the sound of thunder, and the dazzling thunder light illuminates the sky and the earth for a moment. Not far away, you can see that there are some practitioners who are not weaker than yourself and are on their way. They look like you, and their destination is the same.
Youxian Dayuping.
While thinking about it, Feng Jueyu climbed over the first mountain range, and then when he reached the second mountain range, the rain suddenly became heavier.
Dark clouds shrouded the surrounding wilderness, ruthlessly pouring water from the Milky Way down from the sky, pouring down like a sea of stars, flooding the world.
At this moment, the power of the water that covered the sky suddenly became ruthless and violent, sweeping across the peaks and mountains, causing countless trees to bend.
The trees as thick as a bowl were broken by the violent wind and rain. The slightly thicker trees were finally uprooted after being supported for a long time and rolled down the hillside to the foot of the mountain. The soil in the mountains instantly merged into silt, triggering a huge wave of chaos.
mudslide.
Feng Jueyu clasped his hands together and held up a blazing white light shield to protect himself from being soaked by the heavy rain.
He was about to fly over the top of the mountain. When he passed the top of the mountain, he suddenly found a huge boulder weighing about a thousand kilograms rolling down the foot of the mountain due to excessive soil loss.
This was nothing, but what was surprising was that after the stone was carried away by the rain and strong wind, a lot of mud on the ground was lost, and a hole was exposed inside.
After the rain poured into the hole like crazy, the water soon overflowed, and a bare human head floated up from inside.
Feng Jueyu only glanced at it, but the head still moved. He was wondering, did he encounter something unclean, a zombie? Or a puppet?
Just as he was thinking about it, the head floated up, revealing his eyes, nose, and mouth. Then there was a sound of coughing, accompanied by a few curses: "What a bad luck. If I hadn't given that old guy a fortune-telling and revealed the secret,
I won’t suddenly become afraid of water.”
Amidst the coughing sound, the bald man hiding in the cave took a deep breath, and suddenly saw Feng Jueyu standing in mid-air with the artifact.
The two of them were stunned at the same time.
At this time, Feng Jueyu also happened to recognize the identity of the bald head.
Isn't this the strange old man who was chased and killed by the Hengtian Sect in Hengtian City that day?
With a bald head, only a few sparse white hairs on his head, and a sloppy appearance, he was not the same strange old man he saw outside the city on the day he first arrived in Hengtian City.
Although two thousand and five hundred years have passed, Feng Jueyu still remembers the strange old man's appearance. This is because the strange old man spoke rudely to him that day.
For this reason, he also pointed out the direction of the strange old man's escape to the chasing disciples of the Hengtian Sect.
"This old guy didn't get caught." Feng Jueyu was surprised.
At this moment, several unabashed spiritual auras suddenly flew towards this side, and they came from different directions.
Just when Feng Jueyu was about to raise his head, the strange old man whined and said to Feng Jueyu: "You didn't see me, do you understand?"
Feng Jueyu was stunned for a moment, and then he understood. This guy must have not escaped the pursuit.
Feng Jueyu smiled slowly and said: "I don't understand, you and I are not related, so why should I pretend not to see you."
The old man grinded his teeth. Seeing that there was nowhere to escape, the old man's expression changed from tough to pitiful: "My little friend, help me cover it up, I will benefit you later."
After saying that, the old man pointed his right hand at the rock that was rolling down the mountain not far away, and used a force of suction to suck the rock head back and press it against the hole again.
Feng Jueyu didn't have time to say anything more, as he vaguely felt that the pursuers were getting closer.
Sure enough, ten breaths later, three divine men carrying swords flew to his east and west respectively. These men were dressed in white or purple robes. They were all in high spirits, and their whole bodies were filled with strong sword energy of different levels.
, surrounded Feng Jueyu.
The leaders of these two teams of gods are a middle-aged man and a young man.
The middle-aged man has a square face, clear outlines, serious facial features, and a thick beard that looks like a well-groomed man at first glance. He is wearing light armor, with an ancient sword hanging from his waist, and his thick chest muscles bulge out of the light armor. He wears a fiery red
The cloak flows with the wind behind his back, looking as majestic as a general in front of the battle.
Look at the young man again. He is of medium height. He wears a white cloud shirt and a jade belt around his waist. An antique gourd hangs on the jade belt. The young man holds a ruler in his hand and looks around with an unruly expression. He actually looks more handsome than the general.
Superior to others.
The two groups of people gathered together, and their eyes fell on Feng Jueyu at the same time. Only then did he notice that these people had a sword-shaped mark on their chests, which seemed to come from the same force.
The Court of One Hundred Swords.
Feng Jueyu could tell the backgrounds of these people at a glance, and was even more suspicious in his heart.
Two thousand and five hundred years ago, that strange old man was hunted down by the Hengtian Sect. Two thousand five hundred years later, he was hunted down by the Hundred Swords Divine Court. How much trouble did he cause? Why does it feel like all the planes of Xuanyuan?
All the forces have been offended by him.
Just as he was thinking about it, the general on the left spoke: "Hey, he's not an old man. Hey, boy, have you seen an old man with a bald head and a mixed hair passing by?"
Sure enough, he was looking for the old immortal.
Feng Jueyu's strange pair of dark pupils glowing with lapis lazuli turned, but he did not answer immediately.
He was wondering whether he should point out where the strange old man was hiding.
Strange to say, the old man was under the big rock. It seemed that these people's cultivation levels were at the seventh or eighth level, but no one could detect it.
Seeing that Feng Jueyu didn't speak, the young man also shouted and asked: "I'll answer my question. Could it be that you are that old immortal's accomplice?"
As soon as he heard the young man's tone and the strange tone dictated by both sides, Feng Jueyu felt angry and immediately gave up the idea of betraying the old man.
"did not see it!"
He shook his head with a normal expression, but he was laughing secretly in his heart. He didn't know what the old man's background was, and he had offended so many people.
"You really haven't seen it?"
The general looked at Feng Jueyu with suspicious eyes, as if he wanted to find out something suspicious from his expression.
But Feng Jueyu has experienced too many storms, how could he be intimidated by such a small scene.
He didn't say anything, just shook his head.
At this time, the young man asked cautiously: "Who are you and why do you appear here?"
Feng Jueyu became even more angry. This guy spoke like he was interrogating a prisoner. Who am I and do you need to care about me?
His expression did not change, and he said calmly: "I am a practitioner from another plane, and I want to go to Youxian Dayuping, can't I?"
The young man and the general stopped talking. Tongque Mountain has always been a place that practitioners from all major planes in the Western Regions yearn for. There are too many people here and their identities are too complicated. Even if they are related to the old man, they can't tell the difference. They can only
Let it go.
However, the general still acted in a flawless manner. He took out a portrait of a strange old man from his arms and asked Feng Jueyu to take a closer look.
Report this person, if the clues you provide can help us find this old immortal, the Hundred Swords Divine Court will reward you heavily, let’s go.”
After that, the general put away the portrait and took the people away.
Then the young man ignored Feng Jueyu and left in a different direction.
Feng Jueyu stood on the top of the mountain and did not leave. He just waited for the young man and the general to go away. It was true that he was not watching nearby. Then he leaned over and sat down, knocked the stone with his hand, and said: "Come out, they
gone."
There was no reaction from the stone. It seemed that the strange old man was still wary of any unexpected changes. After waiting for a while, the stone shook slightly, then two times, three times - it was not until more than ten times that the strange old man moved the stone away from its place.
, exposed a gap in the hole, and stretched his head out.
He looked left and right to make sure that the pursuers were really gone, and then crawled out of the hole.
It rained heavily on the top of the mountain, and there was lightning and thunder in the sky. The strange old man got out of the hole like a drowned rat, patted the rain on his chest and arms with his hands, and smoothed the few dry hairs on his head with his hands, and then he cupped his fists and said in thanks:
"Thank you fellow Taoist for saving my life."
Because the old man had told him the word "go away" two thousand five hundred years ago, Feng Jueyu had no good impression of the strange old man, so he directly extended his hand and said: "Stop talking nonsense, I helped you cheat me, you
Here are the benefits mentioned, bring them, I have to go on my way."
The strange old man thought that you were really rude... He was stunned for a moment, pushed Feng Jueyu's hand back with a playful smile, and said shamelessly: "Fellow Taoist, you are joking. Look at this little old man's ragged clothes.
If you are not as rich and noble as your Taoist friends, how can you have anything to repay your Taoist friends? Isn’t it difficult for others to do so?”
What a thick skin.
Feng Jueyu sneered and said with a sneer: "What do you mean? Burning the bridge across the river? Okay, do you need me to call those people back?"
"Don't, don't..."
The strange old man shuddered and replied: "I can't repay my benefactor without anything good, but I didn't mention the benefits of not having a benefactor. I'll tell you the truth, my benefactor. In fact, I just discovered that your hall is darkened and the shrine is shrouded in darkness."
There is a layer of dark clouds, which is a sign of great misfortune. It is impossible to say that the benefactor will encounter a catastrophe in the near future, but the benefactor will have a lucky star to help him. Wouldn't he meet the little old man now? The little old man will help you make a prediction.
How about ensuring that you turn danger into good and have a bright future?"
Feng Jueyu exploded after hearing half of it. He endured it until he finished listening, and suddenly became extremely angry: "What the hell, I finally understand. You are just an old fool who cheats on food and drink. In this case, you asked for it."
Bless you, fellow Taoist of the Hundred Swords Divine Court, the person you are looking for..."
After saying that, Feng Jueyu stood up and was about to shout at the disciples of the Hundred Swords Divine Court who were leaving.