The most difficult system to open in history

After the murmur fell, Sima Annan, who was still dressed in white, held a spiritual fruit picked in the northern border of Haizhou, took a bite of it, and then continued to move forward, walking slowly. Not far away was Li Zeng, a middle-aged monk who was drinking from a kettle.

Surrounded by countless mist, the young master in fluttering white clothes is even more dusty, but Sima Annan has always been at odds with Wen Run, he gnawed on the fruit, and on the other hand took out another one, throwing it away one after another.

But at the next breath, Sima Annan's originally relaxed expression suddenly changed, he didn't care about the fruit he hadn't finished chewing, and hurried forward with quick steps.

Because within his line of sight, Zhao Yu appeared next to Li Zeng with Rouge.

At this time, the entire southbound team led by the Yunwu Sect was taking a short rest in a certain gorge.

After traveling all the way without stopping, many monks who had been highly concentrated along the way took out dry food to replenish their physical strength, and some monks with deep family backgrounds used the expensive spirit treasures to restore the vitality in their bodies.

For Wu Shanhai, the only thing that can be called lucky is that the vitality of the world here is not thin, on the contrary, it is even stronger than Sleeping Tiger County.

Therefore, the monks had a little more confidence in their hearts. You must know that Beihai, which had no vitality to replenish, was a nightmare for countless monks.

There is no doubting the importance of vitality to the creatures of Taixuan Land, but on the other hand, although this place is full of vitality, the suppression of spiritual consciousness by the fog around the body also makes the original power in the monk's body multiply by several times or even dozens of times in normal days. speed consumption.

As a result, many of the faces of these southern monks sitting in twos and threes had begun to show signs of fatigue.

Inside the Wushan Strait Ridge, because of the existence of the fog, the light was dim, but the heavy rain above the sky still fell like a bead curtain with broken threads.

The heavy rain that passed through countless fogs made most of the people who went south to rest on the ground frown, and most of the monks who did not have mounts or beast carts were already soaked.

Li Zeng, a middle-aged monk, has lived in Sleeping Tiger County for nearly ten years and has rich experience. He built a very simple canopy relying on the big mountain beast beside him, which can block the natural rainwater external.

Then Li Zeng, who was under the canopy, picked up the water bottle, took a sip into his mouth, narrowed his eyes, and heard a strange but steady voice beside him:

"Li Daoyou, it's the first time we meet, do you want to eat some fruit?"

As soon as the voice came out, Li Zeng hurriedly put down the kettle in his hand, turned his head to look, and saw a young man wearing a black cotton cap, together with a gentle and pleasant girl, standing in front of him.

The young man stretched out his right hand forward, and in his hand was a light blue fruit. There was a faint smile on his handsome face, but Li Zeng could clearly feel the fruit behind the smile. extraordinary.

This is a vast majesty that he has never felt before!

It was as if the young man in front of him simply handed over the fruit, and he couldn't muster up the courage to refuse. Although this sense of majesty was fleeting, after Li Zeng came back to his senses, he had unconsciously grasped it. The blue dao fruit in front of him.

"This."

In the next breath, Li Zeng's pupils suddenly expanded and contracted, and there was also a bit of disbelief in his eyes looking at Zhao Yu's young face in front of him.

The spiritual cultivation of this world, whether it is absorbing energy into the body or outlining the law, to put it bluntly, they use the power of the world for their own use, and once they practice to a terrifying state, they will subtly influence each and every action. Changes that affect the entire surroundings at any time.

Those who can do all this are all shocking and weeping ghosts and gods. Li Zeng is not sure if the feeling that just passed away was an illusion, but he still restrained his mind and said to the front:

"I don't know who you are?"

"This is the son we escorted to the south all the way."

As soon as Li Zeng's questioning voice fell, Sima Annan's voice came directly from the side, and then Li Zeng solemnly bowed forward and said:

"Young master is so handsome, he is astonishing as a man of heaven. At the same time, Mr. Li would like to thank you for your trust."

"You don't need to be too polite, my wife and I also stayed in the carriage for a long time, so we came out to get some fresh air, and take a look at this unique scene of foggy mountains and seas."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yu waved his hand, raised his head and looked around, as far as he could see, there was thick fog, and he could vaguely see the steep mountain peaks behind the thick fog.

With the landform of Wushanhai, which is almost in a state of chaos, for ordinary monks, no matter the perception of space or time, it will become disordered, and then the faint voice of inquiry continued to come from Zhao Yu's mouth:

"Sima Annan, it's been a day since we went south from Sleeping Tiger County?"

"Master, it has been more than two hours a day."

After Sima Annan's response fell, he also raised his head and stared at the rolling fog ahead, and Yinglang's voice continued:

"If I remember correctly, on this road, I turned a total of 750 and nine gorge crossings, and passed through countless almost identical ridges. The journey was extremely rugged."

After finishing speaking, Sima Annan picked up the fruit in his hand, put it in his mouth and took a bite, and the exclamation continued to ring in the ears of the people around:

"However, I have to say that Sleeping Tiger Gorge really deserves its reputation. We encountered countless forks along the way. As long as we choose a wrong fork, we may get lost in it.

"However, I found a very interesting place."

Speaking of this, Sima Annan turned his gaze to Li Zeng who was sitting beside him, and the voice continued:

"Although there are so many canyons and ridges across the foggy mountains and seas along the way, in fact, one-third of the time is spent in circles.

"I think this may be one of the measures taken by the Yunwu Sect to avoid the route being known by others. It is understandable, but on the other hand, perhaps this is the case with the map owned by this sect."

As soon as these words came out, Li Zeng, who was beside him, immediately stopped picking up the fruit and putting it in his mouth, and stood there dumbfounded.

Chapter 1760 Perceiving Wind and Rain

In fact, ever since the three-color fairy coin fell from the sky in the Crescent Restaurant in Huwen City, middle-aged monk Li Zeng felt more and more horrified.

Tian Dao seemed to be turning around with him, and in the last period of his firm revenge, came a meeting that could be called fate.

Afterwards, Li Zeng, who held the Dao fruit tightly in his hand, did not open his mouth to continue to put the fruit in his mouth, but put down the fruit in his hand, and said with a somewhat startled voice:

"What this fellow Taoist said is too shocking, and I dare not make judgments."

"Sima Annan is just joking. You don't have to take it to heart, fellow Daoist Li. This guy talks nonsense all day long and can't be true."

After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he leaned back the same way as the middle-aged monk, and continued to say with a calm voice like Pinghu:

"I heard from other people that Fellow Daoist Li has a good friendship with a certain elder of the Yunwu Sect. Could it be that he was also a good hand in this misty mountain and sea?"

As soon as the young emperor asked this question, Li Zeng's face remained unchanged, and he put the blue Dao fruit in his hand into his arms, and a voice sounded in response:

"To be honest, when I was young, I did have a good relationship with Yunlan and the others, and I often traveled back and forth between the mountains and the sea.

"It's just that something happened later, so I left for a long time, and didn't return to Huwen City until ten years ago."

"No wonder."

A rather gentle smile appeared on Zhao Yu's face, and the voice continued:

"Since entering Sleeping Tiger Gorge, Fellow Daoist Li has a calmness that ordinary people don't have. This is not the mentality that a novice should have. It seems that the land we are stepping on now is also the place where Fellow Daoist Li once galloped."

"Master, you are really joking, I am just a mortal."

After Li Zeng finished speaking with a smile, he stood up straight, raised his right hand and pointed to the front of the entire gorge, and following the direction of the former's finger, he could see a rather conspicuous red light flashing in the dense fog. flicker.

In the next breath, the voice of the middle-aged monk sounded again:

"Since you are curious about the Yunwu Sect's crossing of the gorge, let me tell you some details I know.

"Look, son, in fact, the most critical part of the entire southward team is the camel mountain beast that is emitting the light of guidance at this time."

As soon as these words came out, the huge strange beast that stood up on the Yunwu Square at the beginning appeared in the minds of Zhao Yu and others, and above the strange beast, there were densely packed tents for monks of the Yunwu Sect to live in.

"As we all know, there are countless gorges in the foggy mountains and seas, and each gorges are full of unknowns. There may be some kind of ferocious beast's residence, or it may be a bottomless pit."

After Li Zeng's voice came out, Zhao Yu nodded and raised his hand to signal the former to continue talking, and then the middle-aged monk's voice with vicissitudes continued to linger in everyone's ears:

"The unknown, the thick fog, and the labyrinth-like gorge together make up the danger of this dangerous place. If there is no definite and safe route, this place can really be called dead without life.

"However, after so many years, the monks who shuttled to and from the core area in the foggy mountains and seas also discovered some clues, that is, the strange beasts that originally lived in the gorge possessed some extremely magical beasts that were shrouded in dense fog. Ability."

"That is to say, the origin of the huge camel mountain beast of the Yunwu Sect at the front is in this foggy mountain and sea?"

After Sima Annan's questioning sound came out, Li Zeng nodded, looked up at the red light that was continuously shooting in the thick fog ahead, and the response continued:

"This camel mountain beast was tamed by the Yunwu Sect in a certain gorge by chance and coincidence. Not only does it have a wide back, it is used for the elders and disciples of the Yunwu Sect to ride and provide a relatively safe environment. More critically, it can emit a very conspicuous red beam in all directions.

"The beams of light can not only penetrate the strange dense fog between the Sleeping Tiger Gorge, but can even scan and detect the surrounding environment. It is simply designed for crossing the Gorge."

"So according to the current deployment of the Yunwu Sect, on the one hand, use this camel mountain beast to shoot a red glow to the rear to guide the monks in the direction; comprehensive."

"exactly."

Li Zeng nodded and continued to explain:

"The Yunwu Sect has been in this business for so long, and even became the top spot. Naturally, it has extraordinary abilities, and the appearance of this camel mountain beast is to enable the Yunwu Sect to have the confidence to bring so many monks together. An important reason to walk through the mountains and seas of fog.

"Otherwise, with such low visibility, people from other sects can only choose small-scale operations, otherwise they won't be able to bring so many people with them."

Just after Li Zeng's words fell, Liang Po's burly figure came in the rain under the canopy that was simply built by a middle-aged monk, and then gently handed over a note, and said:

"Young master, here is a letter, please read it."

"Where did the letter come from?"

After Zhao Yu's majestic and unparalleled voice fell, Liang Po did not hesitate, but spoke directly, uttering a word:

"Ye Yiye, Si Cheng, sent it urgently, saying that it will be handed over to the young master as soon as possible."

As soon as this remark came out, Zhao Yu put away the smile on his face, raised his hand to take it, and opened it. After looking down, he quietly put away the folder, and Diyin said:

"It's really interesting that there is such a thing."

After the words fell, the middle-aged monk Li Zeng looked away, as if he had never heard of it.

With his experience, he naturally knows that as a guide, he should not ask questions, and he should not listen to them.

But Li Zeng subconsciously ignored the most crucial point.

That is, this place is a full day away from the Wushan Strait Ridge. No matter what the content of this urgent letter is, its appearance is already a shocking event!

At this time, Li Zeng, who was a little heavy in his thoughts, didn't notice the behind-the-scenes details that would make him even more horrified, and then Zhao Yu threw the booklet in his hand to Sima Annan who was beside him, thoughts flickered in his ebony eyes.

After a few breaths, the young emperor standing under the crude canopy suddenly stretched out his right hand, letting the rain fall on his palm, and a voice of inquiry came out:

"Li Daoyou, do you like rain?"

As soon as this question came out, the middle-aged monk Li Zeng was stunned for a moment, and after careful consideration, he opened his mouth to respond:

"The Taoism of the race below is of the water attribute, and rain can be said to be the source of power."

"Na Lidao, have you ever heard such a sentence?"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yu withdrew his right hand, stretched out his fingers and squeezed lightly, and Diyin continued to roll out:

"Some people can feel the wind and rain, and some people can only be wet by the rain."

Chapter 1761

Within the wind and rain, everything is encompassing, and those powerful people who have cultivated the sky and the earth can use the wind and rain as a medium to perceive the different side of the rain.

"Crackling."

The soft sound of raindrops hitting the shed made of animal skins, like a chaotic prelude played by heaven and earth, resounded in my ears.

Then the middle-aged monk Li Zeng, whose expression changed for a while, came back to his senses, but found that the young man standing beside him had walked back to the carriage at some point.

Zhao Yu's previous words made Li Zeng still feel as if he was a world away.

"This son is really a god-man."

After the murmur came out of Li Zeng's mouth, he took a deep breath, and also stretched out his hand, letting the rain that passed through the mist fall on his palm, and finally even closed his eyes directly.

After a few breaths, a clear voice came directly from the boiling fog ahead, together with a fiercely flickering red light:

"Fellow daoists, the repairs have been completed, and I will set off again immediately!"

As soon as this remark came out, the monks going south who were covered by the thick fog stood up one after another, and after exchanging a few words with each other, they quickly put away the objects beside them, and then followed the path of the flickering camel mountain beast in front, keep going.

The next moment, Li Zeng, who had closed his eyes, opened them abruptly, and within his eyes, a curtain of rain flickered.

The shape of this rain curtain is impressively the entire map of Wushanhai, and then the killing intent condensed to the extreme, shot out from these eyes, locked in a certain point in the rain curtain.

At the same time, in an unfamiliar gorge not far from here, the roar of strange beasts belonging to the fog, mountains and seas exploded in the entire dense fog like thunder.

"Roar!"

This roaring sound was accompanied by extremely intense pain, and then the entire fog rolled over with unprecedented intensity, and when it spread outward, a huge monster smashed out of the thick fog, and ruthlessly blasted on the ground of the gorge.

"boom!"

The ground trembled suddenly, and the roar was deafening, and then the beast on the ground, whose hair was almost as gray as the mist, raised its head in great pain, and let out the last roar of its life.

In the next breath, the flame of life in the scarlet eyes of the strange beast dissipated directly, and the ferocious head fell down powerlessly, motionless.

Then several black shadows jumped out from the neck of the completely dead beast, letting the rain wash away the bloody smell from its body, after a few ups and downs, its figure disappeared into the thick fog.

If you follow these black shadows all the way along the gorge, you will find that the ground of the gorge is full of the corpses of such strange beasts. These strange beasts vary in size, but they are all full of blood and vitality. The appearance of dissipating.

It is obvious that Xialing here is the lair of this kind of strange beast, but today, it has been completely taken over by people, and the whole family has been exterminated.

After about a hundred breaths, the black shadow after cleaning up the entire gorge, turned back to the entrance of the gorge, stood up straight, raised his hand to salute the two blurred figures sitting on the ground in front of him, and said respectfully :

"Master Soul Envoy, according to your order, all the strange beasts in the gorge on the right have been cleaned up."

After the words fell, the two vague shadows did not respond, but continued to sit cross-legged on the ground, motionless, and directly in front of this group of figures was the turning point of a gorge.