The years when I explored the fairyland

During the year that Chu Zhou left, Xuanzhen Palace was almost always closed. Once the mountain protection formation was opened, no one came to pay attention.

In this state, almost all the disciples, including the intelligence personnel who could not come back, went into silence and stopped working.

It can be said that except for the red and white posts in Yellow Crane Tower and the task list, there is no way to contact Xuanzhen Palace.

However, if it is more serious, there is another team operating deep in the Chilong Mountains.

It was an elite team led by the divine fortune teller. In addition to the divine fortune teller, there were fifty second-generation disciples. The leaders, Zhuang Chaofeng and Gu Pingchuan, already had the strength to practice Qi Perfection.

The two of them were only one step away from building a foundation, and they did not distract themselves from training in martial arts. They focused on fighting and fighting. They had good attainments in both martial arts and magic.

Such a team is at the level of walking sideways in the Chilong Mountains. Even those powerful spiritual beasts cannot pose much of a threat to them.

To say that in this year, the one who brought the most benefits to Xuanzhen Palace was not other halls, but this team.

They came in the wind and went in the rain, and unexpectedly found three spiritual stone mines, two spiritual iron mines, a large gold mine, and a cinnabar mine in the undeveloped deep mountains and swamps of the Chilong Mountains.

Just these can be described as fruitful, not to mention, they also found a place where meteorites fell.

That was before the arrival of the Great Immortal Red Dragon, when the world was still desolate, and there were a large number of meteors that cut through the void and hit the ground leaving traces.

These meteorites have been roasted at high temperatures and frozen at low temperatures. What remains is the essence that has been tempered for thousands of years, and they are all excellent materials for refining weapons.

Although these mineral deposits have only been found without excavation or collection, the harvest is already quite impressive.

For this realm, the immortal civilization is just the beginning, and there is no need to think about any superior products.

Therefore, the most valuable things that can be sold in Wanxian City are these mineral deposits.

From this perspective, apart from the palace owner Chu Zhou, the divine fortune teller made the greatest contribution to the entire Xuanzhen Palace.

However, I don't know if it was a coincidence or just good luck, but just when Chu Zhou was about to leave, something happened to them.

The Qianli Telephone Sound seemed to have been interfered with, so that the sound was filled with noise and could not be heard clearly.

But there is no doubt that they were attacked!

What's even more surprising is that the location they reported does not have an ancient immortal seal on the map.

To be precise, it is the junction of the three ancient immortal seals, the end of the formation, and it belongs to the no-no zone.

But it's hard for Chu Zhou to imagine that if it weren't for the power revealed by the ancient immortal's seal, who could have made them so embarrassed?

However, conjectures are just conjectures after all, and rescue must be carried out as soon as possible.

Chu Zhou didn't waste any time. After understanding the specific situation, he directly set up the clouds and disappeared into the sky.

The double-restricted somersault cloud, carrying only Chu Zhou, was extremely fast. It was like a meteor dragging its tail flame, disappearing at the end of the sky in a flash.

However, Chu Zhou would still stop the cloud at intervals, take out a small vial, take out a drop of blood essence, and cast the 'Bloodline Pursuit Curse' to determine the location.

I have to say that this technique seems to be a curse, but in terms of positioning, it definitely has an excellent effect.

Moreover, there were fully fifty disciples who went out this time, and almost everyone left a small bottle of blood to cast spells. Even if they were at the end of the world, they would not be able to escape Chu Zhou's pursuit.

If the fog that covers the sky is regarded as the end of the sky, the area of ​​​​this world is actually not small, and the area where the human race operates is only in the southeast corner.

That's right, Dayun, Dayan, and the location of the Golden Horde are actually just a corner of the world.

Going to the west, northwest, and even the east, there are mountains and mountains, almost all of which are mountain tops.

The entire Chilong Mountain Range is definitely several times larger than the area where the human race is located.

However, compared to the plain areas occupied by humans, these rolling hills are not suitable for human life.

Therefore, the level of development is not high!

But even so, the area is huge and it takes a long time.

However, with the fog demon around, Chu Zhou didn't need to distract himself from the control. As long as he pointed out the direction, he could keep moving forward day and night.

In this way, it took him three days and three nights to approach the destination with almost no hiccups.

The closer he got, Chu Zhou discovered that the location pointed by the fortune teller was not wrong. If it was shown on the jade slip, this place was not actually the location of the ancient immortal seal.

But Chu Zhou has already discovered something wrong!

Because, the whole world seems to be covered with a layer of haze, just like before a midsummer night shower, dull, depressing, and can make people breathless.

At this moment, Chu Zhou was filled with confusion, because this was not like a movement that a certain person or an ancient immortal could make. Instead, it felt like he was in a secret realm, shackles of his wits.

It seems that there has been some unknown change in the world!

He could detect them all, especially those snakes, insects, rats and ants. He once stopped the clouds and observed the earth carefully.

Then, he discovered that the wild beasts on the ground, ranging from large spiritual beasts to small insects, seemed to be very restless.

It's like they feel a threat, but they can't determine where the threat is, so they act restless.

And the flowers, plants and trees seemed a little droopy and lifeless.

In this situation, Chu Zhou could only think that a powerful ancient immortal who was beyond his imagination had escaped, which led to this scene.

However, thinking carefully, he felt that it was unlikely. He had studied the sealing arrays in depth and knew clearly that the more powerful the ancient immortal was, the more difficult it was to escape.

And such a movement, I am afraid that even the Demon-stained Blue Dragon in its full victory period could not do it.

Therefore, if it is said that there are ancient immortals who have escaped from the seal now, Chu Zhou does not believe it.

But if it is not the ancient immortal, how did the changes in the world come about?

This question troubled Chu Zhou all the way and made him raise his vigilance to the highest level, but his speed did not slow down at all.

As he got closer to the target, the changes in the world became greater, and he finally realized the origin of the problem.

It turned out to be the ghost energy of the underworld!

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The sky was dark with dark clouds covering the sky. As far as the eye could see, there was only a gloomy scene.

On the ground, the grass and trees withered, the rocks twisted, and the trees were deformed, like shadows.

There was a cold wind blowing, whimpering and wailing, cold enough to freeze the soul.

There were shadows wandering in the air, on the ground, and even underground.

They were strange and erratic, and wherever they passed, it was like frost spreading across the earth, taking away all life.

Of course, in this gray and white world, there was also color. There was a touch of blood rooted tenaciously on the ground.

They were disciples of Xuanzhen Palace. They formed a small circle in teams of ten, all showing their domineering forms.

They held various weapons, stared with anger, and tried their best to encourage it. The blood and qi flowed out of their bodies, turning into a scorching light, covering an area of ​​dozens of meters in radius.

In the circle, some people stood in concentration, ready to take over at any time; some people sat cross-legged, closed their eyes and meditated; some people took out dry food and chewed food; some people shivered all over, as if they were too cold, and could only mobilize their magic power to resist continuously...

In the center of the circle were the divine fortune teller, as well as the captain and deputy captain of this team, Gu Pingchuan and Zhuang Chaofeng. They each took out a talisman in their hands, pinched their fingers and cast spells, and were cautiously on guard.

Although no one spoke, the demeanor was still calm, but in fact, the atmosphere was very depressing, as if a disaster was about to happen.

Outside the circle, countless translucent wandering souls gathered, some of them were headless, some had elongated tongues, some were injured all over, and some were rotten and deteriorated, looking like giants.

When they saw the living people, they were like wolves seeing flesh and blood, and they seemed extremely crazy.

They rushed straight into the team with the gloomy wind, but when they encountered the blood and qi, they were like being burned, and they retreated with a squeak.

But the wandering souls behind rushed forward again, squeezing the wandering souls in front and making them unable to retreat, until they were completely burned to ashes, wailing and dissipating.

Of course, this consumption of Qi and blood is also extremely exaggerated. The second-generation disciples of Xuanzhen Palace are all strong in Qi and blood, but if there are too many dead wandering souls, it will also be consumed violently.

Often at this time, Zhuang Chaofeng or Gu Chuanping in the center will throw out a talisman.

Or a golden light that breaks evil will be shot to pierce the wandering souls; or the evil-suppressing talisman will be suspended in the air to make the wandering souls stagnate.

And taking advantage of this gap, another group of disciples will retreat, and another group of disciples will take over, and the same Qi and blood will be released to form a covered area.

It is by relying on this method that this team can barely survive in this ghost den.

But in fact, these wandering souls are just a small matter. The reason why the team hesitated is still the ghost army blocking the front.

They have a band, some holding suona, some holding horns, some holding drums, and some holding gongs, as if they can play music at any time.

They have flag bearers, holding signs that say "Dead people are traveling" and "Living people should avoid", and there are also rotten flags waving.

They have guards, cavalry in front, riding ghost horses, holding swords in their hands, ready to move.

There are more ghost soldiers, wearing special clothes, with a big "soldier" word in front of them, and there are many weapons, holding halberds, swords and shields, bows and arrows, and crossbow carts.

They also have sturdy sedan bearers, a full sixteen people, carrying a huge chariot, with white gauze fluttering and dancing in the wind, covering the figure in the chariot.

But even so, there is a monstrous fierce aura rising from the chariot, which is as frightening as a natural disaster from a long distance.

This huge ghost army just stood there, without making any sound, like a sculpture, but the pressure it brought was like a tidal wave.

After another round of personnel changes, Zhuang Chaofeng quickly checked the talismans in his hand and said, "Brother Gu, I only have twelve evil-suppressing talismans left. How about you?"

Gu Pingchuan also quickly lowered his head and glanced at it: "Golden Light Evil-Suppressing Talisman, there are still eighteen!"

"I can't hold on for much longer. This time, I'm afraid I'll really die here. Brother, I didn't expect that we would die like this.

I just don't know if we will become these wandering ghosts after death?"

"Who knows? Do you want to try?"

"Who wants to die if they can live? However, even if we die, we can't ignore the mission of the sect."

Slightly tilting his head, Zhuang Chaofeng looked at the fortune teller and said, "Master, Master, we will change the formation in a while and protect you to rush forward. You can run as far as you can before the talismans and blood are consumed.

We won't let you get hurt before we die, but after we die, we won't be able to take care of you."

"No hurry, no hurry!"

The divine fortune teller suddenly raised his head, his face was full of exhaustion, his eyes were sunken, and his pupils were bloodshot, but he was still staring at the sky and counting with his thumbs, like a crazy fortune teller.

"We can't die. We can't die. At least we can't die this time. You don't have a deathly look on your face. I will live for a long time."

“This disaster, this disaster cannot kill us, I didn’t say this, I calculated it.

Plum blossoms are easy to count, Xiao Liurenfa told me that our lives should not be cut off on this trip! "

"Here it comes again? Here it comes again!"

Zhuang Chaofeng and Gu Pingchuan looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes. This magic fortune teller was good at everything. He was affable, courteous to others, good at business, and he was even more good at searching for secrets and prospecting.

He was obsessed with the art of divination, especially after receiving the inheritance given to him by Chu Zhou, he became even more unscrupulous.

After work, his favorite thing to do is to tell people's fortunes, and he has to tell fortunes for everyone he asks.

The problem is, if the calculation is accurate, then everyone must be begging him. But if the calculation is inaccurate, full of errors and omissions, his own reputation will be ruined.

Over time, everyone became less interested in his divination skills, and at this time, they just thought he was talking nonsense.

The fortune teller turned his head slightly and saw their expressions. He couldn't help but sneered: "You think I'm lying to you?"

Gu Pingchuan said: "Master, we won't say whether you lie or not. Now, we have to lead you to break out. Otherwise, even if you want to escape, you won't have a chance."

"No, really no need!"

Zhuang Chaofeng was younger and had a bad temper. He grabbed the fortune teller and carried him on his shoulders.

But the divine fortune teller shouted at this moment: "Here he comes, here he comes, our savior is here!"

Zhuang Chaofeng curled his lips and said, "Master, I know you've got it again, but where is the savior? Let me see you first?"

"This time, it's not about counting, it's about seeing!"

"Where is what you saw?"

"I think I saw it too!"

Gu Pingchuan caught Zhuang Chaofeng, who was about to rush out, and turned his head to look at the sky.

As a result, they saw a cloud moving at a furious speed, crossing a trajectory, and falling straight towards this place.

"Really, really!"

boom!

There was a loud noise, and smoke and dust flew everywhere, but what was even more exaggerated than the smoke and dust was the visible energy and blood soaring into the sky, like a straight blood-colored light pillar, piercing the thick black clouds.

As a result, tiny rays of sunlight shone down, coupled with the bright red Qi and blood, turning into pure and mighty Yang Qi, spreading in all directions.

The wandering souls that had gathered all dispersed in bursts of wailing, their souls flew away, and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

However, when this kind of energy and blood reached the ghost army, it was also blocked by the strong ghost energy that suddenly arose. The two sides fought, fought, and reached a stalemate.

In the void, the burning sounds of "chichichichi" continued one after another, and both the energy, blood and ghost energy were consumed at an exaggerated speed.

However, Chu Zhou paid no attention to this, but turned around, looked at the disciples, and said, "How is everyone? Are you okay?"

"No, it's okay!"

"I've met the palace master!"

A group of people, regardless of whether they could stand or not, all stood up and bowed in salute.

Chu Zhou took one look and found that some people were still invaded by ghost energy. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the smoke of energy and blood turned into a thick bell and shone directly down.

This is a method learned from Donghuang. Although it is not as sophisticated as him and can be turned into a bloody golden bell, it is enough for the situation at this time.

Boom!

Under the Qi and Blood Bell, strands of ghostly aura rose up from the bodies of the disciples, and were turned into ashes by the pure Yang Qi and blood.

After finishing all this, he suddenly turned around, stared at the ghost army not far away, and moved forward step by step.

Although he was only one person, his mighty energy and blood were like a river, forcing him forward, even suppressing the rich ghost energy.

"Did you cause this ghost disaster?"

His voice was like a powerful bell, carrying a compelling pressure that seemed to be able to crush everything.

However, the dark wind blew by, lifting up the white gauze around the chariot, revealing the ghost bride wearing a bright red wedding dress and a red silk head covering.

Just then I heard Wu Nong's soft words coming from under the red hijab: "I feel the aura of the Lord of the Secret Realm from you. If I expected it to be true, you should be the one who opened the closed Cave Paradise.

So, weren’t you the one who uncovered the fog that shrouded the sky? "

"In that case, this ghost disaster was not caused by you, so why should you blame the slave family?"

As soon as he said this, he seemed to be speaking softly, but Chu Zhou's expression froze, and the overwhelming momentum weakened by three points out of thin air.

There is no time, so change it first and then change it!