A clear mind and relax your spirit? I like a cold place?!

Chen'er was stunned. This was contrary to what Mr. Jingyu said. Could it be that Mr. Jingyu had lied to him?

Chen'er subconsciously thought that Datong had remembered it wrong, so she asked again, "Have you remembered it wrong?"

Datong shook his heavy head, "I will never remember it wrong, Master, have you forgotten that your second brother had passed away before? It is very common for ordinary herbs such as Tianyanglan to travel around the world, so you will not remember it wrong."

Hearing this, Chen'er's eyebrows were even more worried.

After thinking for a while, I still couldn't figure out why, but I vaguely felt that since it was Mr. Jingyu who guided him here, there must be his reasons, and it was definitely not a harm to him.

At this moment, there was only a dull sound, and Datong seemed to have hit an invisible wall. Because he was invisible and had no mental preparation, his legs flew away, and Chen'er staggered and was thrown away.

Strangely, Datong was blocked by the invisible wall, but Chen'er was thrown directly into the "wall" like nothing happened!

After stabilizing his body, Datong said anxiously: "Master, are you okay, master?!"

"No obstacle." Chen'er looked around and found that place was like a barrier, and he felt it with fairy spirit. The barrier was very large and almost surrounded the entire volcano.

Chen'er tried with her hands, and she was really unrestrained and could do whatever she wanted.

On the other hand, he tried several times, but he shook his head and ended up shaking his head.

"Master, are you going?"

Chen'er raised her head and glanced at the crater and thought to herself: There must be something there! Mr. Jingyu will not do meaningless things.

Therefore, Chen'er nodded to Datong, "You wait for me here, and I'll come when I go."

Datong nodded hesitantly and watched his master quickly heading towards the crater, Datong frowned, "Why is there the breath of the Lingyun Demon General Yu Zhenhu here? Could this barrier be set by him?"

Because Yu Zhenhu belonged to the Twelve Demon Generals of Lingyun, Datong was not worried about Chen'er's safety, so he could only sigh helplessly, shook his head and stopped thinking about things.

The mountain is very high, Chen'er rushed up, and an hour passed, and he only came to one-third of it.

After a stop, it was not very hot here, so I found a stone and sat on the ground. The red light of the fire fox jade pendant in my chest was blooming, and the matchmaker appeared in front of Chen'er with an oil paper umbrella.

The matchmaker looked up at the crater and reminded: "Be careful when you are going to take the next trip, but there is a beast trapped here."

Chen'er looked at the matchmaker's back and a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes, "Matchmaker, do you know this too?"

The matchmaker replied softly, "I know everything about you."

"Ha?" Chen'er shook her head helplessly, "Matchmaker always says something that makes me crazy. Oh... I won't say these, why does that ferocious beast look like? How to prevent it?"

The matchmaker pondered for a moment and turned the oil paper umbrella and said, "In ancient times, there was a dragon at the bottom of the Yellow River, named Yayu. Although it did not harm the people, it could not stand the people continuing to challenge the Yellow River to challenge water. Whether it is a human or a demon, the Yellow River will always be our holy land, which is the mother river. Therefore, the mother river, who raised our ancestors, was controlled by Yayu, which angered the Emperor Xuanyuan of the time."

"Although the Yayu has never caused waves, it has controlled the water and caused the people to die of water and the crops to die of water. Xuanyuan has Yinglong, who is the ancestor dragon and the Zhulong. Emperor Xuanyuan ordered him to subdue the Yayu. In addition, the real dragon is disgusted with the dragon because of its impure bloodline, so Yinglong fights the Yayu and the Yellow River. The two fought for three days and three nights, and during this period, the clouds and rains spread like waterfalls, causing disaster to the people. The two saints of the Demon Court, Nuwa Fuxi, happened to come here. After stopping Yinglong, he subdued the Yayu, who had been damaged for thousands of years of practice, and brought it to the Demon Court, and then was under the supervision of Baidi, that is, your uncle."

Chen'er was in a good mood and it was another story. The matchmaker knew so much.

The matchmaker coughed lightly, "I don't know what happened later, I only know that this Yayu was finally trapped here by the White Emperor, and the twelve demon generals of Lingyun, Yu Zhenhu, set up a barrier to take care of it."

"Twelve Demon Generals of Lingyun!" Chen'er suddenly became a little excited, "Matchmaker, can I see another one?"

Chen'er's curiosity about the twelve demon generals of Lingyun is really not inferior to these magical stories. But he still has no chance at this time.

The matchmaker said ambiguously: "Maybe."

"Okay~" Chen'er stood up, patted the dust on her butt, and then said to the matchmaker: "Matchmaker, let's go, I'm becoming more and more curious about Tingfeng."

After saying that, Chen'er had already walked away quickly. The matchmaker did not use his magic to fly, but just ran before Chen'er. Maybe she was afraid that Chen'er would accidentally look back behind her and would find her true face.

Another hour passed, and this time they all accelerated their pace. At this time, they were approaching the crater and were surrounded by heat. Chen'er was already sweating profusely, but the matchmaker was speeding up his pace. Chen'er couldn't argue if he didn't follow, so there was no time to rest.

"You guys who are so young can't move forward a little more!"

The majestic voice echoed, and Chen'er and the matchmaker stopped.

The matchmaker snorted, "Arrogant!"

Chen'er followed behind him and saw a figure suddenly flying out of the crater with thick smoke. These figures were about dozens of meters long. After closer inspection, he had a dragon-headed snake body, and his whole body was blue-black, like bluestone moss in black water.

The dragon can travel through clouds and rain and can fly. Therefore, it is not subject to the restriction of flying spells in the demon world.

Chen'er frowned and asked, "Are you Yayu?"

The dragon nodded without commenting, "This dragon is Yayu, boy, who are you!?"

Before Chen'er could report to his home, the matchmaker sarcastically said, "But the monster who has cultivated the body of a dragon for thousands of years dares to call him this dragon? The dragon clan is the gate of my demon clan. You were suppressed thousands of years ago. If you ruin your cultivation of a true dragon for thousands of years, you will naturally not be able to enter the gate of the dragon clan. What's more, this son is the nephew of the White Emperor in the Demon Court. If you see the young emperor, you might as well bow down!"

"Bai Ran's nephew!" Suddenly, Yayu, who was originally a kind-hearted look, suddenly turned grinning, as if she hated Bai Ran.

Chen'er frowned even more. He didn't understand why the matchmaker was angry with him.

Before Chen'er could react, the Yayu had already jumped to the front of Chen'er, and her huge body also jumped behind Chen'er at this moment, and the red oil-paper umbrella blocked her face. This was to be a corner of the show.

If this huge body hits the body directly, how many ribs will be broken? At that time, the breeze and bright moon are called in the hand, and the pattern of Tai Chi Bagua in the sword grid is circling, setting up a barrier for Chen'er.

With a loud bang, Chen'er was still shocked dozens of steps back.

"I can't fight Yu Zhenhu, but you, a weak guy, come to provoke, Yayu is not a vegetarian either!"

Yayu roared, and thick clouds were covered with thick clouds, and there was thunder and lightning in the clouds. Although it was not as strong as Ao Chen, it was not weak either.

Chen'er glanced at the indifferent matchmaker and sighed helplessly.

Then, the Qingfeng and Mingyue looked up at the sky and pointed, "I am the first to be the one who can regret the heavens with one sword!"

Before he finished speaking, the breeze and bright moon burst into a faint red light, and the fairy aura floated and a layer of empty sword energy gathered on the real sword. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him began to mess up. There seemed to be a vortex on the sword energy of nothingness, greedily sucking the spiritual energy around him.

In less than ten breaths, a sword of Void that broke through the sky had taken shape. This is the regret heaven, which is different from the regret heaven that Chen'er used two years ago. This time, the time for the spiritual energy was condensed was shorter, the concentration was thicker, and the strength should naturally not be underestimated!

The clouds surrounding Yayu suddenly burst out with countless purple lightning. Chen'er's lips curled up and slowly fell down Qingtian's sword, "I'll try the water with you!"

The air around him condensed, and countless purple lightnings were heard. Qingtian's sword fell to the ground in an instant. Although it was not as powerful as Bai Ran that day, it seemed to be half a minute.

The Void Sword collided with several purple lightnings, making a roar.

Yayu frowned and opened the dragon's mouth suddenly, and a magic weapon that looked like a nail burst out suddenly. The nail emitted a light blue halo, which was extremely fast, faster than those purple lightning! And its power gradually increased, and a blazing flames were ignited between the friction air.

Although Chen'er was a little panicked when he saw this, he quickly returned to calm. After two years of hard practice, he did not just practice, nor did he simply practice swordsmanship.

The young man's eyebrows flashed for a moment, and he held a sword in his right hand and fell into the sword of the sky. The left hand became a fairy seal, and the red fairy aura circled around his fingertips. The young man said a few spells, and then it was pointed in the void, as if he was painting, and the fairy aura was condensed. Anywhere his fingers passed by were traces.

Chen'er, who was as easy as playing in the water, drew a talisman between two breaths. The talisman with red light burst out with fairy aura.

"Creating the mountain talisman!"

Before the sound fell, the talisman had already flew out, gradually expanding, and every stroke on the talisman seemed to have a thousand pounds of power to open the mountain at this moment.

In front of the nail burst, the mountain-opening talisman stopped in the air.

The two collided with a loud bang.

The Void Sword landed perfectly. The moment the purple light disappeared, cracks like spider webs emerged on the mountain-opening talisman.

Chen'er hurriedly put away his sword and sighed inwardly, "This nail is also a treasure!"

After saying that, Chen'er's hands became immortal seals, just like drawing a circle with one hand and the other. Two different talismans were completed in an instant!
Chapter completed!