Northwest Road, Qilian Mountains, heavy snow in the sky.
Invisible power filled the air, pushing aside the wind and snow in the sky, and a figure quietly walked out of the void. It was Sang Qi, the first saint of the White Lotus Sect.
"The anode is born from the yin. This is the last anode place I know. I hope you won't disappoint me."
After running around for a long time, the jade-like face was stained with a bit of wind and frost. Looking at the majestic snow-capped mountains in front of him, Sang Qi's eyes flashed with a hint of expectation.
The next moment, Sang Qi, covering himself with seamless gauze without alerting anyone, dived deep into the Qilian Mountains.
"It's a very strong yin energy. It seems you've found the right place this time."
At a certain moment, a gentle voice sounded quietly in Sang Qi's heart.
Hearing this, Sang Qi's expression suddenly changed.
Looking ahead, Sang Qi vaguely saw something in his green eyes. It was a tree.
"Yin Yang locust tree!"
Realizing something, he used his magical powers to break through invisible obstacles. Sang Qi found a piece of dark soil hidden deep in the Qilian Mountains. Here, there was a tall locust tree growing, about a thousand feet high, with twisted branches and dark leaves.
, like a spar, supporting this piece of yin soil, it is the tenth-grade immortal plant Yin-Yang Sophora japonica, which is far taller than the one found in Longhu Mountain.
But the moment Sang Qi broke into this yin earth, a pair of scarlet ghost eyes quietly opened. They were the ghosts that had built their nests on this yin-yang locust tree. Among them, there were four ghost kings alone. This was a
A veritable ghost nest.
Woo woo woo, the sound of ghosts crying and howling sounded, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and thousands of ghosts gathered into a tide, trying to tear Sang Qi into pieces.
Seeing such a scene, Sang Qi's expression did not change. Although these ghosts used the yin-yang locust tree to cover their aura, so that she was not aware of it for a while, it was not enough to make her retreat.
The eyebrows glowed, reflecting a twelve-grade white lotus, and a goddess statue about a hundred feet high quietly appeared behind Sang Qi. It was crowned with hundreds of flowers, draped in a necklace, with a majestic appearance, blue eyes, and gentle water. Although her face
Mohu, but everyone can see her most gentle look.
"How can a mere dark ghost make the gods retreat?"
With his magical powers operating, Sang Qi used his pseudo-immortal power.
This place is Yin soil, which has blessings for ghosts, and these ghosts have gathered into a tide of ghosts. Under such circumstances, even a pure Yang monk needs to temporarily avoid the edge, but she is different. She happens to have mastered a
This magical power is extremely capable of restraining ghosts, which is also an important basis for her to dare to plot Yin Mingtian.
"Blue sky!"
The body and the goddess statue, looking at those ferocious ghosts with eyes full of pity, Sang Qi stretched out his jade-like palm and made a gentle move. The next moment, the void roared, and a long river came from the void, with a mighty momentum, sweeping across all directions, directly
Colliding head-on with the ghost tide, its color is green, slightly golden, and full of purity, as if it cannot tolerate any trace of dirt.
The sound of chissing was endless, and the long green river was swimming wantonly in the void like a swimming dragon. Wherever it passed, no matter how strong or weak the ghosts were, they let out shrill screams, and their ghost bodies were melted like candles.
It's like the long green river is poisonous and has no power to resist.
After a few back and forth, the originally mighty ghost tide was torn to pieces by the long green river. At this moment, the ferocious ghosts felt a rare fear in their hearts. They screamed strangely and wanted to run away, but Sang
I pray not to give them this chance at all.
The color of compassion in his eyes became more and more intense. He raised his hands high and his fingers bloomed like lotus flowers, causing the long blue river to regenerate and change. It rotated endlessly, turning from the river into a lake, and then opened up in all directions like a sky curtain to cleanse all evil spirits.
All the ghosts that tried to escape were wiped out, leaving no trace behind.
The battle subsided, and it was confirmed that there were no ghosts left. The expression of compassion on his face subsided, and the goddess statue was dispersed. Sang Qi manifested his true body again. At this moment, the gray earth and sky seemed to have been washed, exuding
The azure brilliance is like a dream, making this land seem to have turned into a legendary land of fairies.
"The blue sky above falls and the yellow spring falls. This is a very ancient saying, which symbolizes the two magical rivers in the world. Unfortunately, the yellow spring is just an illusion and has never appeared in the world. Only the blue sky will last forever. It exists in the sky and is the most important thing in the world.
It is a pure and pure river, and there is only one end for filthy things like ghosts falling into it, and that is to disappear into ashes."
Looking at the blue sky, Miaojun's words were filled with emotion, as if he was recalling something.
As one of the four great gods of the White Lotus Sect, his deity, Miaoshui Shenjun, has mastered the power of Biluo. Unfortunately, this power has now been stolen by Sang Qi with the help of the power of the immortal status map. She can imagine that if the deity wakes up, he will notice
How angry this fact must be, and at this time Sang Qi's words also sounded quietly.
"If the rumors are true, and Huangquan is opposite Biluo, the most likely place it will appear is Yinmingtian."
Thinking of the legendary Huangquan, Sang Qi expressed his guess.
Her core monster is the twelfth-grade White Lotus Demon, but her main power is the divine shadow enshrined by the White Lotus Demon. It is the divine shadow she formed by constantly stealing the power of Lord Miaoshui. Its power is exactly the same as that of Lord Miaoshui, and its major is also
According to "Jellyfish Yuan Jing", if she can find the legendary Huangquan and gather the power of Biluo and Huangquan, it will definitely be a great blessing for her. This is something that even the real Miao Shui God Lord failed to do.
Hearing Sang Qi's words, Miaojun couldn't help but nodded. This is indeed the greatest possibility.
The theory of nine heavens and ten earths is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but the real situation should be ten heavens and ten earths. The ninth day is Wuyutian, which is the vacuum home of the White Lotus Sect. The pattern of the wheel of the heavens should have ended on the ninth day.
But the reality emerged on the tenth day.
In the previous wheels, Huangquan has never appeared. If Huangquan really exists, then the place where it is most likely to be born is on the tenth day when it should not appear.
"If this is really the case, then you have to go to Yinmingtian."
The sound of words rang out again, and Miaojun spoke.
The true situation of Huangquan is not known, but Biluo is one of the few miraculous rivers in the world. Even the Lord Miaoshui borrowed the power of Old Mother Bailian to barely control part of the power of Biluo River, but did not completely bring Biluo River under his control. If Sang Qi can really gather the power of Biluo and Huangquan, then he may be able to open the door to the immortals. This is an opportunity that the Lord Miaoshui could not ask for.
"That's true."
As he spoke, Sang Qi approached the Yin-Yang locust tree. It was at this time that Miaojun discovered something, which caused Sang Qi's expression to change slightly. He didn't care much and took out a mirror. Sang Qi immediately put the small half of the Yin soil together with the Yin-Yang locust tree.