The spiritual consciousness returned to its original body, and the bamboo chariot had already jumped to the top of the green mountain peak. The eight red fox old men did not stop, but changed their shoulders strangely and changed their direction. A pink smoke rose from their feet.

Gu Yusheng only felt that the sky was rotating slightly, and the bamboo chariot could not reach the sky or the ground. The whistling wind passed by his ears, and the scenery behind him was completely disappeared.

After about a cup of tea, the mist and smoke disappeared, the green mountains were revealed, the floating clouds were flying in the sky, and a long river was like a belt of gold.

Gu Yusheng was secretly shocked.

Even the treasure bottle hidden quietly in Gu Yusheng's sword box secretly poked out his head, looking incredible.

"Young Master, is Linjiang below? Why are we back?"

Gu Yusheng looked at it for a moment, shook his head and said, "It's Linjiang, but it's not where we crossed the river at the beginning. It should be on the high mountain at the source of Linjiang."

"Um?"

Bao Ping couldn't help looking into the distance, and saw nine waterfalls that seemed to fall from the Nine Heavens Milky Way, and finally gathered into Linjiang.

The nine waterfalls are actually all borne by a towering mountain range.

"Young Master, I'm here. This is the holy land of my fox tribe, Kongming Mountain."

The red ti appeared respectfully in front of Gu Yusheng on the red ribbon. Eight old red foxes fell into the chariot and served around the chariot. When Gu Yusheng got off the chariot, he did not forget to salute Gu Yusheng together.

When they arrived at the Holy Mountain of the Fox Clan, they needed to hold complex red tape, and Hongti had to represent the Red Fox Clan to preside over the participation ceremony.

As an outsider, Gu Yusheng naturally does not need to participate in lengthy sacrificial rituals.

The mountains are vast and high.

It's hard to read at a glance.

Even so, Gu Yusheng did not rashly jump up to see the scenery, which was a blasphemy to the fox clan's belief.

The sun is in the sky.

The nine branches of the fox clan were all sacrificed in Kongming Mountain.

Gu Yusheng walked alone on the steep road on the mountain, and used the height of the mountain to see the vast wilderness. Although he could not see the whole picture, he could still hide the vast land in his heart.

Of course, Gu Yusheng did not come here to see the scenery. For him, Mo Wanyun's safety was the most important thing.

However, he had not seen Miss Mo who fasted for three days and missed her very much.

Noon.

Gu Yusheng reached the highest point of Kongming Mountain, and the ancient casting altar was extremely ancient. The ancient characters and patterns of the fox clan were carved around the altar. The large characters were like clouds and the small characters were like poles. Gu Yusheng naturally knew no one.

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As for the formations, patterns, layouts, pavilions, stairs, tripods, sacrifices, etc. of the altar, it opened Gu Yusheng's eyes.

The sacrificial platform of the fox clan actually coincides with the Taoist nine palaces and eight trigrams. Although the words on the flag are unique, they still cannot escape this rule.

More than that.

Even the other eight peaks of Kongming Mountains have hidden positions, echoing the altar.

The grand and mysterious altar.

It is even more important than the Holy Courtyard Mountain Protection Array that Gu Yusheng saw in Jingting Mountain.

"Young Master, look, there is a tree in the middle of the altar!"

Just when Gu Yusheng was shocked, the sound of the treasure bottle in the sword box came eagerly, and a small hand pointed to the middle of the altar along Gu Yusheng's eyebrows.

Gu Yusheng looked up and saw the shadow of a tree reflected in his eyes, like a strange sword.

"The treasure bottle, that's not a tree."

"Ah, what is that?"

"A sword."

Gu Yusheng took a deep breath, and the blood in his body became restless. As a sword cultivator, he had an innate restlessness towards the sword.

"A sword to control the mountain."

Bao Fei's eyes widened. In her eyes, in the middle of the altar, there was a tree, a lush and green tree.

She whispered: "It's obviously a tree."

Gu Yusheng didn't explain much.

His eyes moved down from the blue tree entering the clouds little by little, and finally fell on the beautiful figure under the tree.

Mo Wanyun.

She was wearing an extremely spacious and luxurious white dress, with a tail stretching several feet long, and the clouds were blowing with the wind, and three feet of black hair tied into different shapes. A bunch of shawls was like a waterfall, and two strands of clouds tied into the cloud palace.

The stroll is tying the nine jades with red ropes, and a hollow phoenix hairpin symbolizing the supreme and respectful status of the fox clan emits a brilliant brilliance.

On the hair bun next to the fox hairpin, there was an ordinary wooden hairpin looming.

Just to show Gu Yusheng alone.

Far away.

Gu Yusheng saw Mo Wanyun's happy arc that raised the corner of his mouth when he was solemnly holding a court of grace.

That is a little secret between each other.

Do not be told by outsiders.

Gu Yusheng's hand touched his heart secretly, where there was a token from when he first met Miss Mo.

A red rope and a hairpin bead.

The sword box behind it is decorated with sword spikes, which is also the sword object that Miss Mo made for Gu Yusheng.

The sword in the sheath has entered the box.

The sword spikes are still there.

The bright light shone on Mo Wanyun's beautiful face, and the plants and trees in Kongmingshan were all impressed by his beautiful face.

Young practitioners from the nine branches of the fox clan held courtesy to the north on the south of the altar.

Mo Wanyun's smile just now moved his heartstrings.

Among the younger generation, there are no less than twenty sons who are as proud as Qingzheng.

They not only admire Mo Wanyun's appearance.

There are other attempts.

Because Mo Wanyun is not only the white fox who awakens pure bloodlines in the nine branches of the fox clan, but also the fourteenth student of the Master.

The demon clan bullies the human race, and the weak prey on the weak, and the fox clan is also hostile to the human race.

Only the Master's wiseness, the fox tribe dared not be disrespectful.

Ancient prayers.

The nine fire attendants came from different directions. When the nine fox clan divine fires ignited the pillar of divine congratulations in the middle of the altar together, the first stage of complex sacrifice was completed.

Next.

Nine devout guardians of the divine fire will be selected from the nine branches of the fox clan.

The fox grandma came with a crow stick.

He brought the elders to the pavilion to see the oldest tribe members of the nine branches of the fox clan.

Greetings for a while.

The grandma of the fox tribe walked to Mo Wanyun, spread her thin arms, stood in front of her with a crow stick, and knelt down on the sky.

A hoarse voice came to all directions:

"The sages of the fox clan, the demon ancestors of all races, the White Emperor returns to control the fire, flatter the fire, and be loyal to the eternal years. I will be respectful and respectful to the white fox, and I wish the prosperity of the nine branches!"

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

The ancient bell echoed the words of the fox grandma over and over again.

A white-bearded elder came and shouted: "The auspicious time has come, select the guardian of the fire!"

After the White-bearded Elder finished speaking, he raised his cuff and threw out a copper coin. The huge altar turned into a round and square shape, and it also looked like the Taoist Yin-Yang formation, forming a different ring. In the middle of the ring, there were still unburned.

The guardian lamp.

Swish swish swish swish!

In an instant.

Thousands of fox cultivators went out to seize the position of the arena.

The rules for the fox clan to select the Fire Guardian are very simple:

Defeat the same opponent.

Seize the guardian lamp in any of the eight directions.

Can ignite that guardian lamp with your own ability.

There were hundreds of rings set up by the elders, but only eight of them were real, and the rest were all tricks.

Under this simple rule.

But it can test the strength, wisdom, luck, mind and so on of the participants.

When Gu Yusheng learned the rules from Hongti, he had some thoughts in his eyes: the nine fox clans competed for eight lamps, but under simple rules, the cunning, scheming, and cruelty of the fox clan.

The level of bloodline may be more important to the fox clan than its strength.

In other words.

Will anyone take the opportunity to criticize Mo Wanyun’s half-demon bloodline?
Chapter completed!