"Transfer skills with words."

Ouyang Qiaoer also looked solemn, and she said a little enviously: "I heard that in ancient times, some powerful people would integrate their understanding of Tao into copybooks, scrolls or treasures. This thing should be one."

"This kind of writing power is indeed not like a disciple can write it. It should be given by a senior. This person can read the copybook every day," Qin Cheng analyzed.

After searching, all three of them gained something and were in a good mood.

"Qincheng, my sister Wan'er and I have tokens connected to the formation, where are you?"

Preparing to leave here and go to a higher place to search for treasures, Ouyang Qiaoer asked.

"I found one casually."

Qin Cheng shook the token, and finally found the aura of a monk who was very cautious in the arrangement of the formation. After connecting to the formation, there was also some information on the token.

It turns out that the man was named Song Huang, who was a ninth-grade cultivator in the fusion realm.

Such strength is considered a strong man in the current cultivation world.

But among the ancient holy sects, they were just inner disciples.

"This time I entered the holy mountain and started a good start, I feel that I will gain a lot of results."

The three of them flew to the top of the holy mountain, Ouyang Qiaoer was ready to rub her hands, looking excited.

"By the way, when I got to the top, I'm going to go to Ouyang's house to explore the wind and I'm going to separate from you." Ouyang Qiaoer said with some regret.

In fact, I gained a lot with Qin Cheng and Su Wan.

But in the holy mountain, the main purpose is to find opportunities that suit your own cultivation direction.

Therefore, the three of them practiced differently. When they reached the middle of the mountain, they had to leave.

"Where are you, Wan'er?" Qin Cheng asked.

"I should go to the position given to me by Master. The things there are more suitable for my Ice Soul Body." Su Wan also said.

"Do you need my help?" Qin Cheng said with concern.

"No need, go find your own opportunity. There is ice in there and it is useless to you." Su Wan said with a smile.

Of course she wanted to live with Qincheng, but the opportunity to travel to the Holy Mountain was rare, and Qincheng also planned to fight with Huo Rong, so she definitely couldn't drag Qincheng down.

Qin Cheng nodded, but did not persist.

There should be no danger in the place where Su Wan goes.

After all, there are only a few dozen people in the entire holy mountain, and each has its own needs. Even Huo Rong wants to decide his life and death with him, he must be determined when the holy sect ladder appears in three days.

Moreover, in the holy mountain, except for the last ladder that appeared, no killing in other areas is possible, and it is very troublesome to do anything to Su Wan, and no one will do anything to Su Wan.

The three of them went up, while the void cracks and the land were damaged more and more.

Later, I could no longer fly in many places and could only walk on the ground.

Below the holy mountain is the residence of inner disciples, but the more upward the building is, the more diverse it is, of course, more damaged it is.

There was a collapsed Sutra Pavilion. When Qincheng passed by, he found that there were no books left behind except for bricks and rubble.

There are also damaged alchemy halls, and all the abandoned elixirs have turned into soil and lost all their spiritual energy.

The three of them even passed by a place similar to taming spirit beasts, but the damage here was even more shocking.

Within ten miles, it was like a meteorite falling from the sky, and it was directly smashed into a deep pit.

There were only broken ruins inside, with only some broken monster bones left, exposed.

It was once a prosperous holy land of monks, but now it is only ruined and preserved.


Chapter completed!