Gao Wu Arrives

Lin Feng is a very neat person, and he has made up his mind to do it without delay. On the second day after the Taiyi people left, he and Old Man Fu Cheng set off on the road.

They traveled thousands of miles a day and soon came to the Flaming Mountain in the desert west of Yanhuang.

This place is deserted, there are no people, and there is not even a single wormwood on the ground. You know, it is early summer, and all places are thriving.

But it's not here, lifeless, windy and sand everywhere, even the sun is dim, not like the world, more like a hopeless doomsday.

Large mountains appeared at the end of the heavens and the earth, the same color as the earth here, they were dim, lifeless, and lifeless.

Regardless of whether it was Lin Feng or Fu Cheng, a great pressure surged in his heart. It seems that the big mountain in the distance is not a big mountain, but a huge demon **** who walked out of hell, standing there, watching them indifferently.

"There are indeed traces of my family's Dao pattern here. I am familiar with that kind of breath. It's just that there are some differences. I'm not sure if it was changed by Shi Yi Shiyi or by something... "The old man leaned over and came to this conclusion after a while of observation.

"Be careful, it's very dangerous here, there is indeed an aura of immortality, it is the cave mansion created by immortality..."

The two descended from the sky, walking on the dark yellow sand, approaching the mountain a little bit.

After a while, the two arrived.

Lin Feng was silent, and the Taiyi realm people really left. He saw some traces of people and beasts from the ground. In the wind and sand, these traces quickly disappeared.

During the moment he was watching, many traces were smoothed by the wind and sand.

This speed is really astonishing, and Lin Feng therefore estimated that the time for the Taiyi Realm people to leave was not long, just in these two days.

In the end, the two of them wandered outside the mountains and looked at them, but did not go deep into them.

There are holes in some big mountains, dark and silent, like the eyes of a demon god, indifferent and ruthless, looking down and watching the world.

"Don't worry about going in, let's go to the next place and talk about it." Lin Feng suggested, and the old man agreed.

So the two spent a few more hours, all the way east, to the remains of Chengde.

When he returned to his hometown, Lin Feng felt a little gloomy, because he had been chased and killed by dozens of ghosts before he was under the mountain range uncontrollably.

At that time, he almost died.

At the entrance of the mountain range, at the entrance of the main hall on the stone steps, the stele still stands, and the blood-colored text on it is still strange.

Fu Cheng turned his head to look, staring faintly, and finally uttered a slurred language.

Now, Lin Feng is no longer a Xiaobai. He can understand what the old man is talking about. If translated, it probably means "Jietianmen".

"Did your ancestors live in such a sect?" Lin Feng asked in a low voice.

Fu Cheng thought about it carefully, and finally shook his head, saying: "I haven't seen it in the literature."

He went on to say: "The era that our ancestors lived in was too glorious and splendid. It is not a world-shattering event and it is difficult to record."

"Like the sect created by Immortal Realm, it's nothing, because there are too many." At this point, Fu Cheng couldn't help shaking his head.

Taiyi Realm dared to call it a holy land after being out of the holy realm.

However, such a sect, placed in the world of the gods where his ancestors lived, can only be regarded as an influential fish.