Li Yu nodded slightly and did not continue on this topic.
Next, the two chatted for a while, and after a brief discussion, they decided to rest here for a day and set off on time tomorrow.
After Yan Jie returned to the temporary guest room to rest, Li Yu also returned to the room.
He activated the ban on the room and formed an independent space.
Then, he took out the Fire Crow Token.
All of a sudden.
The surface of the Fire Crow Order lit up with a fiery red aura, and circles of aura flickered, making it very eye-catching.
At the same time, a piece of information poured into Li Yu's mind:
It includes a detailed location map of Huoya Zhenren's cave, as well as the conditions for opening the cave, as well as areas that need attention.
There is almost no difference from the news Yan Jie just said, but it is more detailed.
"Zhenhuo Crow."
Li Yu rubbed the Fire Crow Token in his hand, Hengdao immediately sat on the wicker chair in the room, his expression was calm, there was a trace of contemplation on his face, and he did not speak.
On the second day, a line of lavender smoke traveled rapidly high in the sky.
In the smoke, two figures were looming.
One is a fat man with a big belly and wearing a Taoist robe. The other is a tall Tibetan man with a tall body and sharp muscles. On his waist, he is carrying a giant seven-foot-long weapon.
Long knife.
The strong wind is raging high in the sky, as sharp as a knife. In addition to the strong wind, there is also some weird energy.
For example, Bihua Yuan Qi, Xuan Hao Zhen Gang, Five Elements Gang Qi, etc.
Some vitality is relatively common, but some are precious materials for condensing magical powers or used to refine magic weapons.
Therefore, monks often fly to high altitudes to collect and collect these foreign energy.
Of course, it is precisely because of these vitality that once the strong wind is violent, these vitality will be trapped in the strong wind. Even fine gold, copper mother, or even the best magic weapon will be instantly broken into pieces and turned into powder if it falls into it.
It is said that in some weird places in the East China Sea, the climate is weird and abnormal, and there are often strong storms. Even the golden elixir monks will not be immune to them. Only by avoiding their sharp edges can they get a chance of survival.
"Brother Fu, your sword is pretty good. Could it be a psychic weapon?"
Yan Jie glanced at the long knife on Li Yu's waist, felt the cold and forbidding aura in it, and couldn't help but marvel.
Although psychic weapons and magic weapons are of the same level, the number of psychic weapons is usually smaller than that of magic weapons.
The long knife on Li Yu's waist is as clear as water, with a sharp white blade. The blade is seven feet long and as wide as a palm. There are wisps of black-gold light flowing faintly on the surface of the blade. It is mysterious and profound. Just take a look at it.
This made people feel an unspeakable fear.
There is a faint feeling of coolness in the eyebrows, neck, heart, back of the heart and other parts of the body.
As if feeling Yan Jie's gaze, the long knife trembled slightly and made a subtle buzzing sound, clearly possessing extraordinary spirituality.
However, Yan Jie instinctively felt that this long knife seemed to be not only full of spirituality, but also contained a deep and rich demonic nature!
"Not yet."
Li Yu flicked the blade with his fingers, making a crisp "clang" sound.
Chang Dao suddenly fell into silence.
This long sword is naturally his blood sacrifice weapon - the Snow Prison Knife.
After being smelted into a piece of Gengjin essence by Li Yu, this sword was completely transformed. Not only did its surface become completely different from before, but its essence was also transformed and improved.
After all, it is a spiritual material at the level of the Nine Divine Golds. A piece the size of a fingernail can be added to some psychic treasures, which is enough to improve the quality. However, Li Yu has integrated a piece the size of a fist, and the effect naturally does not need to be much.
explain.
Although today's Snow Prison Sword is not yet a psychic weapon, it is getting infinitely close. It will be a matter of time.
As for now, it is just in the process of transformation.
Li Yu looked at the purple smoke in front of him calmly, feeling the tenacious and endless power in the smoke, and a trace of thoughtfulness flashed in his eyes.
In his feeling, this smoke was obviously much more powerful than before, with more unpredictable power, giving people an indestructible sense of security, as if it could resist all invading enemies.
This feeling was inexplicable, but Li Yu had some understanding.
This fat man is indeed not simple either.
The purple smoke in front of him is probably no longer the jade jade cloud smoke that he had before, but has transformed into something more sublime.
Early the next morning, the two set off and flew for a whole day before arriving in Yanzhou.
It was obviously early in the morning, but Li Yu was keenly aware that soon after entering this area of Yanzhou, the surrounding temperature had increased significantly. The heat wave between heaven and earth was rolling, and there was very little wind.
If the climate in Fengzhou is similar to early autumn, then the climate in Yanzhou at this time is much hotter than midsummer!
It is difficult for ordinary people to live normally in such an environment.
I'm afraid only practitioners can withstand it.
Fortunately, Yanzhou covers a large area. Apart from areas with extreme climates, there are also many places with relatively normal climates.
Along the way, the two of them could often see scenes of volcanoes erupting and thick smoke rising below them. At first, Li Yu looked at them with interest, but after seeing too much, Li Yu was too lazy to pay attention anymore.
Occasionally, you can encounter groups of fire crows, flamingos and other fire-attributed spiritual birds.
The two of them ignored it and just went on their way.
Until the evening, we saw that we were not far away from Changsu Mountain, about 20,000 miles away.
At this moment, Li Yu's expression changed slightly and he quickly called Yan Jie: "Brother Jie, wait a minute."
As soon as he finished speaking, something seemed to collide a hundred miles ahead, and then a powerful wave of spiritual power spread.
The fluctuations of spiritual power were like ripples in the river, rippling in all directions. Wherever it passed, the tall trees in the mountains were either uprooted or bent down, and there were also many rocks.
Trees were blown into the sky.
The whole scene is horrifying!
What followed was a huge roar that resounded throughout the sky!
Li Yu didn't need to explain anything at this time. Yan Jie immediately stopped the dodge light and hid the dodge light as quickly as possible, hiding behind a white cloud, intending to see what was happening ahead.
Li Yu squinted his eyes and looked forward.
Deep in the eyes, there are traces of five-color brilliance flickering.
Then I saw a pagoda about a thousand feet high, a hundred miles ahead!
This pagoda seems to be built of bricks and stones, but it shines dazzlingly, like real golden light!
The entire pagoda rotated slightly, and circles of almost tangible and intangible fluctuations continued to spread in all directions. Golden light flowed everywhere, and an inexplicable pressure filled the area for hundreds of miles.
Within this range, anyone with a slightly weak cultivation base will feel a tightness in their chest and a heavy body, as if they are carrying a hill on their backs.
The gloomy atmosphere that breeds in the mountains and forests, and even some mountain ghosts and monsters, when illuminated by this golden light, melt quickly like snow under the sun, screaming and disappearing into the invisible.
Accompanied by these golden lights, loud and loud Sanskrit sounds echoed everywhere, shaking the void and stirring the soul!
And at the top of this pagoda, a young monk sat cross-legged.
The monk's appearance is ordinary and unremarkable. He is wearing a monk's robe and tattered monk's shoes. However, the skin under the monk's robe is plump and delicate, with a tooth-yellow color, giving people a sense of perfection and cleanliness that is not stained by dust.
At this time, the young monk was sitting cross-legged, with his hands clasped together and his eyes closed, chanting sutras.