Chapter 1350: The sunset reflects the glow on the western mountains, and the Immortal cuts down the wood to prove the Holy One
Gongyang Mountain is located south of Yujing City.
In fact, this place is no longer close to Kyoto.
It is located in the Qilin Realm, one of the 132 realms in the Central Region.
This world is named after the ancient mythical beast "Qilin" that is rumored to have been born there. It is more than 18,000 miles away from Yujing City.
One world, one life, a poor man's life, it is difficult to travel even one week.
If ordinary people want to travel between two realms, they have to use a cross-border teleportation array.
Just like the Eastern Territory, 99% of people have only known the Eastern Heaven Realm in their entire lives, and may never leave even a single Eastern Heaven King City.
The Kirin world is also very big.
It is closer to Siling Mountain.
Except for Zhandao, Taixu, if ordinary people want to cross it, they have to go to the teleportation array in a disciplined manner.
Gongyang Mountain lies in the very center of the Qilin Realm.
From a bird's eye view, the mountain looks like a full moon and a round bow, facing south from the north, with the dragon's head tilted from east to west, leaving only a gap in the south.
It is also like a huge mouth that is trying its best to swallow everything south of the mountain. The only gap south is the entrance to the Secret Realm of Four Symbols.
When the space channel is opened, it will emit bright light. From a distance, it looks like two dragons playing with pearls.
If someone comes to the entrance of the Southern Four Elephants Secret Realm and stands there leisurely and looks far into the distance, they will see the two most famous peaks of Gongyang Mountain:
"Lingfeng" and "Jiaofeng"!
Above the average line of the mountain range, such twin peaks protrude, arcing through the sky, and are so steep that they even dip toward the north at the tip, forming a dangerous cliff abyss.
Looking at it from a giant's perspective, these are two huge goat horns.
Mysterious creation and miraculous craftsmanship.
Mountains are not inherently evil, but their names are evil.
This is where Gongyang Mountain comes from.
When Xu Xiaoshou brought Master Han and Mo Mo over, he was condescending and shocked by such majestic mountains.
When he lowered his head, he seemed to see Dao Qiongtian rounding up the evil sin bow that he had snatched from bottom to top, and aiming it at him.
Through the "perception" perspective, we can also see the steep "Antelope Peak". The tip of the "Horn Peak" can just hang the body of a violent giant.
Xu Xiaoshou rubbed his eyes, and these illusions disappeared.
"Damn, I'm too sensitive..."
Looking to the south, the entrance to the Four Symbols Secret Realm has been opened, and powerful guardians are waiting around.
But none of the younger trialists could be seen, and they obviously went in first.
"Are you stuck with an hour's time difference..."
"These people really work hard to get into the Holy Palace."
Although it took some time for Xu Xiaoshou to go back to find someone.
But it can be faster than space teleportation. It can only be said that these people may have heard the news a long time ago and did not listen to the lecture at all. They have been guarding the gate of the Four Symbols Secret Realm.
As soon as the secret realm is opened, the testers are immediately sent in and directly ahead of the starting line!
"The Holy Palace's heart is really big..."
"Are you being informal, or did you really forget to wait until everyone is here before opening the secret realm?"
Xu Xiaoshou looked at the figures that were gradually leaping up below, and as Gongyang Mountain became lively, he shook his head and laughed.
If he is a trialist, he must be stuck at the door right now, and discuss the so-called "one hour's fairness" with the Holy Palace, and then push it to the level of the "butterfly effect".
The Holy Palace's lack of attention to details may lead to a fallen genius, and then after thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, he will return to revenge on the Holy Palace.
Don’t you understand such a simple and easy-to-understand truth?
"The breath of a semi-saint..." Mo Mo suddenly spoke, interrupting someone's random thoughts.
She held a small copper stove in her left hand, and burned red sandalwood in it. Even her voice seemed to have a little more fragrance, "There are many ways!"
Xu Xiaoshou has "hiddenness", and Mo Mo has the guidance and self-sealing of the Holy Emperor. Once the weasel in the cold sky tries to escape, it will be difficult for even the half-saint to detect it.
These three people stand high in the sky, with their feet on the clouds, and their auras are vague. They really have the power of the dark forces to have a glimpse of the world.
There was so much excitement at the bottom of Gongyang Mountain that no one noticed.
"Many half-saints?" Xu Xiaoshou turned to look, "Can they sense you?"
"Absolutely impossible." Mo Mo rarely finished his words.
"Half-saints can't do it, but the Holy Emperor can detect my presence..." The little ferret came out of Xu Xiaoshou's arms and carefully looked at Mo Mo around him.
This person is familiar yet strange.
After all, she went to Xuyue Gray Palace with him and stayed there for a month.
But what's going on with that voice on her?
Master Shou told her to be Feng Yujin?
Is it the elder from the Black Veins?
Xiaohan was shivering and didn't dare to ask anything.
It discovered that it really had the "younger brother" physique, whether it was on Void Island or on the Holy God Continent.
"Is there a Holy Emperor in the Four Symbols Secret Realm? Can you detect it?" Xu Xiaoshou looked at Junior Sister Mo, whose cultivation level was rising faster than his cheating self.
She has already cut off the Tao, and the final kick can break the Taixu.
It may have been broken, but the seal of my power cannot even be "perceived".
Mo Mo lowered her eyelids, as if she was sensing something, or listening for an answer.
After a while, she stretched out her hand to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky:
"The Holy Emperor is here."
The little ferret silently retracted its head into Master Shou's arms.
The snowy weather in Gongyang Mountain is so cold that even a weasel in the cold weather feels a chill in his heart.
"Can you bear it?" Xu Xiaoshou patted the foreign object on his chest and noticed Master Han's abnormal mood.
This guy was once imprisoned in the Secret Realm of Four Symbols, so it is normal for him to be afraid of this place.
Mo Mo tilted his head and said softly:
"Master Han's craftsmanship was made by Palace Master Baiwei himself, plus its bloodline talent."
"As long as you don't hit the Holy Emperor head-on, you can avoid perception."
The little ferret heard the sound and slowly stretched out his head, "Just call me Xiaohan."
After saying this, it raised its eyes to look at Master Shou, raised its little paw and promised: "Xiaohan will be fine, he will definitely lead Master Shou to find the ruins of Ranming."
Our goal this time is not just the Ranming ruins... Xu Xiaoshou smiled and said nothing, not wanting to dampen Master Han's enthusiasm.
"go in!"
Xu Xiaoshou used the puppet string method to randomly select a lucky person from the trial below.
It does not control the other person, it just leaves an imperceptible spiritual thread in its body.
After the tester entered the Secret Realm of Four Symbols, Xu Xiaoshou also read out the space node in its location.
Being a stowaway for the first time feels quite novel.
The peers of the same age are still below, under the eyes and instruments of the Holy Palace Trial Officer, checking and verifying the authenticity of the identity jade token, and then enter the secret realm through the transmission channel.
Xu Xiaoshou scratched the void with his nails and stepped into the crack with a smile.
In fact, he is also a trialist, and he also has an identity jade badge, and a rather long name: "Xiao Wanfeng, come to the east quickly to find me!"
It’s just that those rewards belonging to the leader of the Royal City Trial should all be with Xu Xiaoji, but I don’t know where they are now.
Even if Xu Xiaoji really came, Xu Xiaoshou would not dare to use it.
After all, the jade token has been confirmed to be the Holy Slave Xu Xiaoshou himself, whoever uses it will die.
Mo Mo followed closely and stepped into the space crack.
This is not the first time she has traveled through the space flow, and she has already achieved a state of mind that remains calm.
After the space crack heals.
After a long time, on top of the Antelope Peak of Gongyang Mountain, a handsome man jumped down, with his red robe casually thrown over his shoulders, and his chest exposed.
His eyes were slightly squinted, narrow and long.
His hands held two illusory blue crescent moons, with sacred patterns flowing on them.
"The seventeenth batch of stowaways, it seems they are not mine..."
He landed near the position where Xu Xiaoshou had just entered the space rift.
After a long pause, he sniffed slightly, his eyes flashed, and he smiled with satisfaction.
"The smell of ghost beasts..."
"It seems that this is my prey!"
As if feeling something, Yue Gongli stopped to analyze the direction of the smell and raised his eyes to look into the distance.
The world in front of me seemed to turn scarlet for a moment.
He blinked and felt that the orange and black duo he had just seen was just an illusion.
He tried to remember, but couldn't remember anything.
"interesting!"
Yue Gongli gently swirled the illusive blue moon on his hands with his fingertips, then put his fingers against his forehead and said to himself:
"Is this the ability of the Blood World Pearl?"
"Am I cursed?"
…
Xuanwu vein.
On top of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda, which is seventy-two stories high.
A burly man with a beard was holding his legs, pressing his knees against his chin, curling up into a ball and staring ahead.
It was the first time for the new head of the war department to participate in such a high-intensity mission as "Operation Tianzhu", and he seemed to be full of nervousness.
Even though his eyes were numb, he didn't even blink for fear of missing some important information:
"Form No. 365, the commander in red is in position."
"Form No. 484, Hong Jing in white is in position."
"Form No. 7, Zhao Chang in white is in position."
"..."
"Qinglong Vein, Ao Sheng is in place."
"White Tiger Pulse, Xi is in place."
"Suzaku pulse, fish knows the temperature is in place."
"..."
The Tian group’s exclusive combat communicator continuously sounds various announcement sounds.
People in red clothes and white clothes, even in the outside world, they are the captains or deputy teams of various teams. Here they can only call the time and can't hear other sounds.
The six leaders are different. They can hear the red robes, white robes, and each other's announcements.
Maybe there is another level above?
Should that be the voice of everyone that can be heard by the Second Master, the Third Emperor, and the Four Divine Envoys?
Maybe there is something further up?
Fangfang didn't know.
He only knew that "such and such should be in place" was a rigid rule set by the Taoist Palace Master.
Everyone must check in regularly, just in case.
I heard that Xu Xiaoshou has all kinds of weird abilities to manipulate other people's spirits and seize other people's bodies. He is simply the incarnation of the evil god of the Southern Region.
Fangfang is still quite afraid of the holy slave Shou Ye.
He felt that the quieter the surroundings, the more this fear would be amplified, so he ran out of words and asked aloud:
"Senior Sledgehammer, why do others only have one person guarding each point, but we need two people to guard it here?"
"I don't know! But if you insist on calling me that, wouldn't it be better to call him Senior Wang or Senior Wang Dachui?"
Wang Dachui was squeezed into the corner of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda, looking at the firm ball of flesh curled up into a ball. The more he looked at it, the more disgusting he felt, and he scolded:
"You only develop muscles, not a brain. You ask questions about everything. Don't you know how to think?"
Fangfang's palms were sweaty. She scratched her head and then speculated:
"Could it be that... the probability of Master Shou appearing here is relatively high, and the Dao Palace Master asked us to guard against it together, to prevent being killed instantly and not even being able to reach Nirvana after reporting the point?"
"Shut your crow mouth, the tone of your words makes you want to puke!" Wang Dachui retched.
Fangfang has been here for a long time and has long been accustomed to Wang Dachui's speaking style of "swearing means doting".
He squirmed, turned around, and blinked curiously:
"Sledgehammer, senior Wang, I heard that you have met that master and even beat him up?"
"How is his strength? Does he also have three heads and six arms, just like the god of Shura Tao?"
I just beat him to death!
I almost didn't end up being played to death by him like your predecessor, the leader. It was just fate!
Wang Dachui groaned and didn't know what he was talking about. Anyway, Fangfang couldn't understand a word of those curse words.
The communicator once again heard a clear voice:
"Qinglong Vein, Ao Sheng is in place."
"At the No. 1 formation, Ao Sheng's clone is in place. The first God-Slaying Token has been inserted into one of the three tablets at the Ranming site... What does the sudden prompt 'Searching for the location of the second God-Slaying Token' mean? It's a female voice.
"I'm not the only one here? Is there anyone alive?" This voice was a little more nervous, which could be heard from the continuous questions.
"Suzaku Pulse, Yu Zhiwen is in place. That is the Taoist Palace Master's 'God Searching Formation'. It is searching for the location of the God-Slaying Order in the Secret Area of Four Symbols. It is not a living person, so don't worry."
"Qinglongmai, I am Ao Sheng, why is it such a enchanting female voice? Isn't this scary? Isn't there another God-Slaying Order? What should I do if we find ours?"
"Suzaku Pulse, Yu Zhiwen is in place, and the other one is outside. The only thing found is...well, Xu Xiaoshou's location."
Is it so fast? Have you already started searching for the location of Saint Slave Master?
When Fangfang, a bearded man huddled in a ball on the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda, heard this, he hurriedly interjected:
"Xuanwu Vein, Fangfang is in place."
Wang Dachui's bird song was interrupted for a moment, and he hurriedly followed up: "Xuanwu Vein, Wang Dachui will..."
laugh!
In front of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda, a gap in space torn open by a blunt instrument appeared, and an old man dressed in black jumped in.
Wang Dachui was stunned.
Fangfang was also stunned.
So ostentatious?
Nowadays, the stowaways don’t even try to hide themselves at all, and come in directly in front of the head of the Sixth Department?
Who are you looking down on?
"Hey, there's someone here...Wang Dachui? Long time no see!"
The old man's hair was already gray, but his eyes were bright and clear, and his face was a little dirty. It took a few more looks to recognize his identity.
There were no extra decorations on his body, except for a dead branch in his mouth and a small ax at his waist.
The whole body is filled with Taoist charm, exuding the aura of returning to nature.
But both of the people present could tell that this man was Taixu!
"Okay, I'll let you guys witness it. I haven't been so ostentatious for a long time." The old man said and took out a crystal gem from the ring.
"Xuan, Xuan, Xuan..."
Fangfang was so frightened that she stood up on the top of the tower, pointed at the old man in front of her with one hand, and turned out a bundle of crumpled reward sheets with one hand, but she suddenly stuttered and could not speak.
"Xuanwu Pulse! Cenchov! Semi-saint!"
Wang Dachui's scalp was numb, and he summarized all the key information in a concise manner. His whole body felt cold from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
He suddenly pulled out his thorn hammer from his back, but retreated slowly, as if he had encountered the god of plague.
"Qinglongmai, I am Ao Sheng, Wang Dachui, what are you talking about? Is the old woodcutter of the Saint Slave here? What does semi-saint status mean? Can I go over to support you, Master of the Dao Palace?"
"What else could it mean! Canonization!" Wang Dachui roared loudly:
"Damn sissy, why are you still standing there?"
"Fucking Cenchofu wants to be canonized in front of me, why don't you withdraw and wait for death under the holy calamity?"
"Come here quickly!"
"And the communicator?" Cenqiaofu touched the Panxian Ax on his waist and laughed, not caring, and closed his eyes directly.
At this moment, the transmission channel leading to the inside and outside of the Four Symbols Secret Realm was just closed.
At this moment, all the trialists have just entered the secret realm. They have not yet started the so-called trial, and they have not even seen the face of the White Walkers yet.
There was a roar in the sky, and there was a thunderous roar.
Holy Palace Trial, Hell Mode, open!
As the heaven and earth shook, a long sigh containing the feeling of vicissitudes of life came from Jiutian and fell into the ears of every trialist with incomparable clarity:
"Everyone must grow old and grow in the new year..."
"Half a lifetime is wasted but not lost..."
"The sunset reflects the glow on the western mountains..."
"Pan Xian cuts the wood to prove the Holy Lord..."
In front of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda, Cenchofu slapped the immortal ax on his waist and spat out the bloody tree branch.
He struck the axe, and the branches of the Blood Tree, one of the nine ancestral trees, split into two with a snap, unleashing a raging force.
At the same time, the crystal gem-like semi-holy person jumped above his head and devoured these powers crazily.
Cenqiaofu opened his eyes and his voice was like thunder: