"The vast gathering place of monks in front of us should be what everyone calls Hutou Mountain. There should be restrictions on the core area of the ethnic group. It's better for us not to enter the mountains ahead."
Sensing the slight fluctuations in front of him, Ma Yingjie stopped and spoke.
"Well, there are people guarding there, let's just go forward." Qin Fengming did not stop, but continued to move forward, flying towards a mountain peak in a slightly biased direction.
"Two seniors, you are not allowed to enter the core of Blood Bird Mountain at will. If you two have nothing to do, please leave quickly. If you wander around at will, you will definitely be banned and fall into it."
Just when Qin Fengming's figure was hovering in front of the mountain peak, a word was also transmitted from the mountain peak. As the voice resounded, there were sudden fluctuations on the mountain peak, and a monk emerged from a layer of void restrictions.
On top of the mountain.
This monk's aura fluctuated very slightly, and Qin Fengming could tell that he was a monk in the realm of divine connection.
There is actually a theosophical monk stationed here, which is enough to know that the place ahead is an extremely important place in Xuehu Mountain.
Ma Yingjie was slightly shocked when he saw a person appear. Of course, he had already released his spiritual consciousness, but he did not realize that there was a restriction on the mountain peak and that there was someone stationed there.
Based on this alone, he had to admit that there was a big difference in strength between him and the young man next to him.
Although he was shocked, Ma Yingjie did not hesitate and immediately said: "I am Lu Haobo from Panhuang City. I am here specifically to meet the elder of the Chao Miasma clan."
Anyone with some knowledge of the Wuyan tribe has heard of the name Ma Lu Haobo. This is because the top ten ancient cities have saved the Wuyan tribe from the danger of extinction several times in history. It can be said that the top ten ancient cities are the Wuyan tribe.
The last protective fortress of the Yan tribe, every member of the Wuyan tribe will know the names of the top ten ancient cities.
As the lord of Panhuang City, all the high-level monks of the Wuyan tribe have naturally heard of his name.
Sure enough, when Ma Yingjie said his name, the monk immediately showed a polite expression: "It turns out that the lord of Panhuang City, Senior Lu, is disrespectful. I want to meet the clan elders. Have you ever received an appointment from the clan elders?
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Ma Yingjie was startled: "Does it mean that to pay a visit to the elder of the Chao clan, the clan elder needs to make an appointment?"
Although he is the lord of Panhuang City and commands tens of thousands of monks in Panhuang City, he has really never met a few clan elders. The only one he has ever interacted with is Chao Mi.
Even if he interacts with him, he only has a chance relationship and has learned a magic circle together. The other party may only know that he is the Lord of Panhuang City.
Of course, this does not mean that Ma Yingjie is not famous, but Chao Mi is a person who has survived for tens of thousands of years. Ma Yingjie only became the lord of Panhuang City in the past two or three thousand years.
If you were someone who became famous tens of thousands of years ago, you would of course have some interaction with Chao Miasma.
At least before Chao Mi became a clan elder, he often participated in powerful exchange meetings. The more meetings he attended, the more opportunities he had to meet.
"Chao Lao has stopped caring about worldly affairs for a long time. As long as it is not related to our Wuyan tribe, Chao Lao will not leave the house to pay attention. I am afraid that these two seniors will disappoint you two."
The theosophical monk clasped his fists at the two of them and said again.
The place where clan elders usually live is a secret place that few people know about. Ordinary monks have no way of knowing about it. Although Chao Mi has returned to Xuehu Mountain, he has already established a rule, that is, no
Meet anyone. Just stay alone.
Even the people of the Xuehu Mountain tribe, no one can disturb him.
At this moment, two outsiders came, and the guarding monk couldn't help but secretly laugh. However, knowing Ma Yingjie's identity, he did not act too rude.
Hearing what the monk in front of him said, Ma Yingying turned to look at Qin Fengming, and saw that there was nothing strange on his face. His heart moved slightly, and he spoke again: "Since I can't visit Elder Chao, I don't know which fellow Taoist is in the clan.
Lu accompanied this fellow Taoist here, and one more thing is to go and worship in front of the statue of Senior Dao Yan."
Ma Yingjie suddenly thought that Qin Fengming had long said that he came to the Wuyan tribe this time with the intention of worshiping the ancestor of Daoyan. Since he could not see Chao Miasma, he could still give up the intention of worship.
OK.
"To pay homage to Senior Dao Yan? You two seniors want to pay homage to the statue of Senior Dao Yan. I'm afraid it will be difficult to do so, because I, Blood Hunter Mountain, only open the secret realm where the statue of Senior Dao Yan is located every forty-nine years.
But it was only seven years since it was last opened."
The stationed monk's eyes flashed, he looked at the two of them with a surprised expression, and said again.
He was very surprised. This was the first time in all his years of cultivating immortality that he saw two Xuanling Realm monks come specifically to worship the statue of Dao Yan.
They worship the statue at Xuehu Mountain because every time the secret realm is opened, the restrictions in the secret realm will be re-activated, allowing the monks who enter it to experience the mysterious formations. Within the restrictions,
Understand the unspeakable artistic conception of runes.
"There is a time limit for worshiping the statue of Senior Dao Yan, which I didn't expect. But now that Qin has arrived at Xuehu Mountain, he feels really disappointed if he doesn't go in and meet several masters of Xuehu Mountain. Qin has a pill here.
I think it may be of some use to fellow Taoist, please let me know."
Qin Fengming smiled slightly, took a step forward, and spoke slowly. At the same time, a jade bottle flew out and was delivered to the cultivator.
"This...is this a Dragon Amber Pill? How is this possible? Hasn't the Dragon Amber Pill disappeared in my Xuanyu Realm long ago?" As soon as Shi saw the pill, the monk suddenly couldn't help but exclaimed.
He spoke. His voice was trembling, and his face was full of shock and excitement.
Hearing what the monk said in surprise, Ma Yingjie couldn't help but his eyes widened.
Even if Ma Yingying has never seen Dragon Hu Pill, he still knows what kind of pill it is. It is a pill that can make the late stage and peak cultivators go crazy for it.
A thing of spiritual calamity.
"Qin is not a monk in the Xuanyu Realm, and this Dragon Amber Pill was also obtained by Qin from an ancient cave. It has no use for Qin, so it is suitable for giving it to fellow Taoists."
Qin Fengming naturally knew that money could make the world go round. Although he could use other pills to make the monks in front of him feel grateful and move smoothly, there was absolutely no Dragon Hu Pill that shocked his heart.
"Thank you, senior. I'm very grateful to you. I will lead the way and bring the two seniors into Hutoushan. The elders are stationed in front of you."
The monk bowed respectfully, his eyes were burning, and he spoke with a somewhat hasty tone.
Qin Fengming nodded slightly, and Ma Yingying followed the monk, flying towards the mountains ahead.
After being intercepted by two monks and crossing a large area where the forbidden aura was emitted, the three of them stopped in front of a tall mountain peak.
"The place ahead is Hutoushan where I, the elder of Xuehushan, are located. Seniors, please wait a moment while I go ask the elders of the clan to come."
The monk bowed respectfully to Qin Fengming and said. After speaking, his body flashed and disappeared into a layer of mist in front of him, disappearing without a trace.
What was in front of them was a tall mountain peak, which was several thousand feet high. Although there was mist surrounding it, the outline of the entire mountain peak was still visible in front of the two of them.
Seen from a distance, this mountain peak looks like the upper half of a huge bird standing tall. Hutou Mountain really lives up to its name.