In the boat, Ye Lan has a talk with Murong Lingtian. She has learned a lot from her mouth and broadened her horizons. She has a certain understanding of this God field and the land of Wanchuan.

However, the realm of God is too vast. Since he was born, Murong Lingtian has never walked out of the land of Wanchuan, one of the five immortals. He has never explored or visited many magical places in the land of Wanchuan.

Therefore, even Murong Lingtian can't completely solve more mysterious things about the realm of God.

"Brother Murong, thank you for telling me."

Ye Lan is grateful.

"You're welcome, but it's just common sense in the realm of God."

Murong waved to the sky.

The speed of the boat is so fast that it can be compared with the speed of those who are strong in the realm of God.

Ye Lan looked out of the boat and saw many rivers, which were vast.

Every one of them is vast and wide, not knowing how many miles long or how wide it is.

What really attracted Ye Lan's attention was the silver white fine sand in these rivers, which moved with the river.

The fine sand exudes extremely powerful divine power. It is a rare refining material, which can definitely refine a divine weapon of divine level.

They move with the flowing water and shine like countless stars.

The so-called nine sky star river, but this scene.

Seeing the countless surging rivers, Ye Lan understood why this immortal region was called the land of ten thousand rivers.

"These rivers..."

"Star River! These rivers are the most famous places in China.

Of course, its famous place is not because there are many rivers, but the silver white fine sand in the river. I think brother Ye's strength means that he should be aware of it. "

Murong Lingtian responded with a smile.

"Yes, those silver white fine sands contain very strong divine power, and they are excellent materials for refining magic weapons!"

Ye Lan nods.

"The silver white sand, we call it Xingsha!

It's not easy to collect Xingsha. We need to use some special and powerful means to collect them, and then condense them into sand minerals for refining.

Only the sect on the first and even the second steps can control those means. Even the sect on the third step has never controlled those technical means. They can only watch the Xingsha fall into the hands of the sect on the first and even the second steps, ancient countries and celestial dynasties, and watch them build one powerful thing after another We will continue to strengthen our own strength. "

Murong Lingtian responded.

He used to be in charge of that kind of technology. Unfortunately, it's lost.

Otherwise, how could his Xianyue gate be declining day by day? It's hard to recruit even one disciple!

If those technical means are still there, our Xianyue sect can collect a lot of Xingsha for its own use. With abundant resources, it will attract many talented young people to join our Xianyue sect, so that our Xianyue sect will continue to grow.

"Do you need special means to collect those fine sands?"

Ye Lan whispered to herself, saying in her heart that she must have a try sometime to extract those Xingsha.

I don't know how long later, the speed of the boat gradually slowed down.

In the distance, a mountain ranges, like a giant dragon, is majestic and magnificent.

The mountains are surrounded by a wide and turbulent Xinghe River, which makes it look like an island in the endless ocean.

"There is Xianyue peak in front of us, and our Xianyue gate is in the middle of it."

Murong Lingtian looks happy.

His younger martial brother, Bai Linlin, also looked happy.

After going out for a long time, they have never been back to zongmen. Now, when they come back again, they can't help but feel happy. It's like a wanderer who has been wandering for many years has returned to his hometown.

The boat landed at the foot of Xianyue peak. Ye Lan got off the boat with Murong Lingtian and Bai Linlin and stood at the foot of the Mountain Gate of Xianyue gate.

"How? Is Xianyue gate very imposing? It's just one case. It's occupying such a large mountain range! "

Murong Lingtian stood in front of the Mountain Gate with a proud face.

Ye Lan didn't say a word. Looking at the gate of Xianyue gate, a huge word "Xian" was hanging on the gate. The word "Yue" had been split into two parts and hung half dead in one corner. As for the word "men", it had already fallen to the ground and was covered with shoe prints.

Shabby!

Xianyuemen Mountain Gate, give Ye Lan the first feeling that is shabby.

An existence that can even ignore the image of the Mountain Gate of one's own sect can imagine how this sect and its desolation and decline have come to?

I'm afraid that in the eyes of outsiders, the Xianyue gate has long been a ruin. In this land of rivers, it's just a dispensable existence.Stepping into the mountain gate, one by one dilapidated and old palaces and pavilions fall on the mountain peaks or hillsides.

There are many palaces and pavilions, and there are countless. It can be imagined that the former Xianyue gate was indeed brilliant.

It's just that time has changed, and it's declining.

Those innumerable palaces and pavilions are already dilapidated. They are covered with spider webs everywhere. They look like haunted houses, giving people a very gloomy feeling.

"Elder martial sister yuan, we are back!"

Murong Lingtian and Bai Linlin, with Ye Lan all the way towards the biggest palace in the gate of Xianyue.

Like other palaces and pavilions, that palace was dilapidated, covered with cobwebs, a lot of red paint had fallen off, and the ground was covered with many weeds, some of which were higher than people.

Even, in a cluster of weeds, there are many snakes, insects, mice and ants, which make people feel numb!

It doesn't feel like a clan. It's a mass grave!

Entering the palace, Ye Lan sees a woman in a black skirt on a tattered Futon in the palace, with her back facing them.

In front of the woman was a slovenly old man in a grey robe.

"Master!"

At the sight of the slovenly old man lying unconscious, Murong Lingtian and Bai Linlin rushed up, looking anxious.

"Elder martial sister yuan, what's the matter? How did the old man become like this? "

Murong Lingtian looks worried.

At present, the slovenly old man is the leader of his Xianyue sect and the only support of his Xianyue sect. If the slovenly old man dies, then the Xianyue sect will no longer exist!

"Poisoned!"

Black skirt woman side gnaws big cake, side quietly looking at her grandfather, light way.

Her name is yuan Shuanger, the chief disciple of Xianyue sect!

Of course, this title is optional!

The slovenly old man, named yuan Xiangdi, was the leader of many generations of Xianyue clan. He was also yuan Shuanger's grandfather. He had all his accomplishments and participated in nature.

"Poisoning, who did it?"

Murong Lingtian's face sank.

"Leave him alone, he made it himself!"

Yuan Shuanger responded.

Turn round and look at Ye Lan, "is he?"

"Ye Lan, the lower world has risen up. He has a strong strength. He has saved my life in endless huanglin!"

Murong Lingtian said.

Since Yuan shuang'er doesn't worry about yuan Xiangdi, it proves that Yuan Xiangdi will be OK. Naturally, he can't help but sigh a sigh of relief, and his previous worries are swept away.

"From the lower world?"

Yuan Shuanger's beautiful eyes are staring at Ye Lan. The next second, her figure flashes, and a long sword appears from her hand. The long sword is not an ordinary sword, but an immortal weapon, a powerful immortal weapon. It is engraved with extremely powerful attack array, which makes the immortal sword more powerful.

In particular, yuan Shuanger's cultivation realm is also very strong!

What a divine place!

Not weak Ye Lan!

The sword is very fast and powerful. The terrible sword contains the power of surging belief. It kills Ye Lan heavily.

Dang ~

Ye Lan doesn't dodge, sticks out with one hand and grabs yuan Shuanger's knife.

"The rising demons in the lower world are really extraordinary!"

See Ye Lan unarmed block his full cut a knife, yuan Shuanger can not help but praise, no expression on the face, but the heart is extremely shocked.

"My name is yuan Shuanger. How about that? Are you interested in entering our Xianyue gate

Yuan Shuanger takes the knife and looks at Ye Lan calmly.

"I'm sorry, I'm not in."

Ye Lan smiles.

"Murong."

"What's the matter, elder martial sister yuan?"

Murong Lingtian Li flatters dianer, who runs forward with a flattering smile.

Bang ~

yuan Shuanger hit Murong Lingtian on the head with a shudder. "People are not interested in entering our Xianyue gate. What do you want to bring him for? Send me where you come from

“……”

Murong Lingtian holds his head and looks miserable. Looking at himself, elder martial sister yuan doesn't know what to say.

"Elder martial sister yuan, you see, he saved my life. Although he didn't enter our Xianyue gate, we can't be ungrateful and drive him out, can we? Brother ye, he just came from the lower world. In this land of ten thousand rivers, I'm not familiar with life and land, and I have no one to rely on... "

"It's a real elixir. It's good for the real God. Thank you for saving my younger martial brother.

But there is a rule in our Xianyue gate, that is, no one can join a sect, and no one can stay in the mountain gate.

So, I'm sorry! "

Ignoring Murong Lingtian, yuan Shuanger shakes his hand and flies a jade bottle to Ye Lan. In the bottle, there is a elixir. It is a real elixir, a very common elixir in the realm of God. But in the lower world, there is no elixir at all!

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