It took two hours for a group of people to arrive at the destination. From a distance, a stone peak rose up flat on the ground and towered into the clouds. On the cliff cut by a knife and axe, several corners of the glass eaves were exposed. Although it had experienced it, it was a slightest eaves.
Tens of thousands of years of storm still shines.
What makes people feel strange is that the surrounding mountains are green, but the mountain where Zichen Hall is located is not growing, and there is no chance of life.
A steep stone staircase was straight up, and several middle-aged saint cultivators stood beside the stone staircase, with a serious expression.
Although the middle-aged men did not deliberately activate the holy energy and did not show their holy beads on their foreheads, Gu Fenghua could also feel that even if they had not reached the realm of Xuansheng, they would definitely not be able to do so from their aura.
It's too far away, even in Xinghua Temple, it's a master.
"Why doesn't Zichen Palace set up a formation ban like Biluo Valley and have to send someone to guard it?" Gu Fenghua asked strangely.
"Haha, you all saw this Zichen Mountain, no matter how hard it is, have you ever thought about why?" Xie Huaiyuan laughed.
"Is it because of the purple smoke?" Gu Fenghua looked into the distance and vaguely saw the purple Chen Hall that was dug in the stone wall, and the answer was easily guessed.
"Yes, because of this purple smoke and dust, Zichen Mountain not only does not grow any grass, but also cannot form any formation barrier within a radius of hundreds of miles. Even if it is barely made, it will not last for three days." Xie Huaiyuan nodded and said.
"This purple dust is so powerful!" Luo Enen and others took a breath. No wonder Zichen Palace did not have formation protection, but sent someone to guard it. It turned out that purple dust could not only make the holy energy lose.
It turns into blood and can even corrode the formation. This is terrible.
"No matter how powerful it is, as long as you don't step into the Zichen Palace, there is no danger. Moreover, it's your first time here, so you don't have to worry." Xie Huaiyuan said comfortingly.
After coming to the bottom of the stone staircase and showing the token handed over by Fang Shibo, several middle-aged men reached out to let go.
"Elder Xie, we'll just go by ourselves, you don't have to send it to you anymore." Gu Fenghua said. Knowing that Zi Chen was so powerful, she didn't dare to let Xie Huaiyuan take any more risks.
"It's good that way, you are more careful. If you can't bear it, you should withdraw immediately." Xie Huaiyuan knew Gu Fenghua's intentions, and said with relief.
After saying goodbye to Xie Huaiyuan, Gu Fenghua and his friends climbed up the stone stairs.
There was no grass growing on the cliff, exuding a strong breath of death, and the bitter mountain wind whistled past his ears, bringing a biting chill.
However, as a saint, Luo Enen and others were not affected by any influence, and they were still excited, while Gu Fenghua's expression gradually became solemn. For some reason, the closer they got to Zichen Cave, she
The more bored she felt, as if there was something hidden in the temple that made her extremely disgusted.
"Here!" With cheering, Luo Enen crossed the last stone staircase and stepped into the Zichen Hall. The fat white man and Ye Wuse followed closely behind. A faint purple smoke and dust quickly enveloped them.
"Elder Xie is not wrong. This purple dust is not that scary." The fat white man looked around and said with a relaxed look on his face.
"Yes, it smells pretty good." Luo Enen took a deep breath and said intoxicatedly.
Anyway, Xie Huaiyuan has already made it very clear that it will not be dangerous when he comes in the first time. If he comes in again, he will definitely be unable to save his life. If he doesn’t take a few more sips at this time, he will never have a chance in the future.