The collision between Yan Qingyun and Long Qing was expected by many people, but the result was unexpected by many people.
It was night, and a sword light was pointed directly at Yan Qingyun's eyebrows, but it froze before the eyebrows: "The progress is not small, but no matter how many times I try, the result is still the same."
When the sword light dispersed, it was Ye Hongyu who was dressed in red. She came to the side unceremoniously and poured a cup of spiritual tea. "Why don't you go to the second floor of the academy?"
"I'm quite busy!" Yan Qingyun continued to look at the scroll in his hand.
"Drinking tea and basking in the sun every day is called busy?" Ye Hongyu said angrily.
"Are you busy because you fight and kill people every day?" Yan Qingyun didn't even raise his head. He picked up a tea cup and took a sip of tea.
"Are you going to give up the position of Great Priest of Light to others?" Ye Hongyu asked rhetorically.
Yan Qingyun said calmly: "If he really has that ability, why not give it to him?"
"The Great Priest of Guangming carries light and hope. Why did the previous Great Priest pass it on to you?" Ye Hongyu was furious.
"Then do you see light and hope in Long Qing?" Yan Qingyun smiled.
"No!" This girl was quite upright.
"Then why are you so angry?" Yan Qingyun asked sideways, "You have a grudge against Long Qing?"
"I have a grudge against you!" Ye Hongyu banged the cup on the table.
"I can see it!" Yan Qingyun smiled: "Haotian's revelation..."
"What?" Ye Hongyu suddenly turned around and looked at Yan Qingyun.
"The extreme cold is heading south, and the eternal night is about to begin. The wilderness is about to go south!" Yan Qingyun looked at Ye Hongyu, "The scroll of the Book of Heaven is about to appear in the wasteland!"
Ye Hongyu's beautiful eyes narrowed: "Is there really Yongye?"
"No one can avoid the thousand-year catastrophe!" Yan Qingyun sighed softly.
"What did you see?" Ye Hongyu knew that people who approached Haotian would always see something.
Yan Qingyun shook his head: "It's hard to say, what I can see is what Haotian wants me to see."
"Why are you telling me this?" Ye Hongyu asked.
"I want to tell you that you don't have much time!" Yan Qingyun raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"Isn't it your time?" Ye Hongyu frowned, but Yan Qingyun had already taken the book to the back hall, "This guy... is really annoying!"
Jiang Ye's world is very big, but there are not many living creatures. After all, thousands of years of reproduction are really nothing to this huge world.
The land in the far north is called the Wasteland. The Wasteland is not desolate, but it is called the Wasteland because it was once wild and uncivilized. Thousands of years ago, the first generation of the Great Priest of Light came here to preach with the Book of Heaven, and he saw Haotian.
On the other hand, he founded the Ming Dynasty and was not tolerated by Haotian, so he was criticized by Xiling as the Demon Sect.
The news of Yan Qingyun's prophecy from the Heavenly Book did not spread because he only told Ye Hongyu. Ye Hongyu didn't seem to reveal it to the headmaster or other people in Xiling. He only went down to Taoshan and ran to the wilderness after learning that Yan Qingyun left Xiling.
He left, but the Heavenly Oracle of Xiling received the Haotian Oracle, and the Book of Heaven was about to appear in the wasteland. Xiling began to prepare secretly.
The wilderness was originally the homeland of the desert people. However, they were defeated and had no choice but to leave for Atami, the far north. It was said that Atami was actually an extremely cold place. The weather was getting colder and colder, and they could no longer do anything.
To survive and move south to their homeland, Xiling will naturally not do what they want. The current wasteland is the Golden Tent Palace under the Xiling kingdoms.
The cavalry on the grassland were brave and good at fighting, but when faced with the barren people who would die without fighting, they could only retreat steadily.
In the extremely cold place, the dark sky is brewing. On the other side of the sky is eternal darkness. Where is the boundary of Haotian, but if you fly towards here, you will never reach the end, unless Haotian wants you to reach it.
end, otherwise it will be folded in infinite space, which can be infinitely large or infinitely small.
Yan Qingyun had no interest in going to the border of Haotian. He came to the extremely cold land in the far north, naturally for the "Ten Thousand Years of Black Ice!"
Haotian has launched Eternal Night more than once. This world has a history of more than a thousand years, so Yan Qingyun speculated that there is indeed something good in this far north land.
Within the polar glaciers, the endless glaciers were already so solid that they could not be broken. But in the place where the vitality of the world is the strongest and the coldest and the coldest, Yan Qingyun used the very rare ice escape technique to penetrate deeper and finally entered a path.
In the cave.
"Hahaha, it's all filled with thousands of years of cold jade, a vein of cold jade!"
Wanzai Xuanbing is still ice even after a hundred thousand years, but quantitative changes are always prone to qualitative changes. Wanzai Hanyu is still the top spiritual material in the world of immortality, and is very rare even in the spiritual world.
Only His Highness Xu Ling in Xiaoji Palace has a vein of cold jade. This ten thousand years of cold jade can withstand the calcining of the sun's essence fire. Based on this alone, it is an absolutely high-level material.
"There should be cold marrow!" Cold marrow is a kind of chalcedony, but it can only be found in the veins of thousands of years of cold jade. This thing is a sacred object for the transformation of monsters, and it is also a good tool for refining heaven-defying spirits.
One of the main medicinal materials of Yao Hui Yang Shui. For a little cold marrow, Ten Thousand Demons Valley and Xiaoji Palace have been enlarged for countless years.
At this moment, several cubic meters of cold marrow were almost blocked in the depths of the cold jade veins.
"Really!" Yan Qingyun's lips raised slightly, and he quickly took out the jade bottle and started to pack it. A large number of them were packed away, but there was still a lot left. "I can't be too excited, but I can refine a mustard seed fairy palace here!"
Using this cold jade vein combined with his space restriction, it is possible to refine an immortal palace similar to Xutian Temple.
"The flying sword has also been found! But this formation needs to be thought about carefully." With these tens of thousands of cold jade, his sword formation is naturally no longer a fantasy.
"It's best to have one yin and one yang! It seems that I have to take the time to go to Hell! Get some sun crystals!" If half of the world is constructed using sun crystals, flying swords that have been refined for thousands of years of cold jade sacrifice, it won't be possible.
Difficult.
Even if you want to refine the magic weapon, you can't do it now, you have to wait until after the elixir is formed.
After finishing the busy work, he returned to the wilderness without any hurry.
The tragic battlefield in the distance didn't require a second thought to know that a war had begun. Mortal wars can easily arouse evil spirits. His sins trembled slightly, as if they were trembling with bloodthirsty. The ferocious aura was very strong.
This magic weapon became more and more ferocious the longer it was cultivated. If Yan Qingyun's state of mind was not so high, he might not be able to suppress him, so naturally he would not dare to let it out easily.
"Wow!" The Thousand Miles Telegraph Talisman fell into his hand. It was sent by the Great Priest of Xiling Tianyu. Long Qing failed to enter the second floor. The Book of Heaven was about to appear in the wasteland. The Great Priest of Tianyu learned that he and Ye
The red fish are all in the wasteland, let them go to the coalition forces as soon as possible to take charge of the overall situation.
This time, the Xiling Divine Kingdom issued a call, and hundreds of thousands of holy coalition troops gathered in the wasteland. The major cultivation sects also responded to the call to eliminate demons and defend the way.
It's a pity that the real overlord of this land is the Tang Dynasty. Whether the Huangren can survive depends on the consent of that huge empire. The Tang Empire has the ability to conquer the world at any time.