Putting doubts in the back of his mind, Su He devoted himself wholeheartedly to understanding the formation knowledge.
Jiyu is originally a formation arranged on the flying boat, which can speed up the flying speed of the flying boat. It was changed by the Phoenix Clan to make it more suitable for itself.
Su He originally thought that placing one wing on each side would increase his speed several times, but he didn't expect Feng Chaofei to do this.
In Li Nanyuan, I had only mastered the most basic knowledge of formations. With Feng Chaofei, I almost had to learn it from scratch. Based on Su He's IQ, he felt that it would take at least ten years to fully understand the formation knowledge.
Good thing there are dice, and good thing six times the speed.
Su He was addicted to studying and couldn't help himself.
In the inner world, Xiao Jian Gua has been in a state of fun, spinning around Tai'a Mountain in a flash, and it will take at most two months to completely condense.
Every time Su He breathed, a huge amount of world origin came from the place of suppression and poured into the inner world.
The inner world is visibly solidifying.
Mountains no longer collapse at will, and the sea no longer roars unbridled. Everything fell silent.
Su He remained motionless as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.
Chaos rolled outside and landed on the conjunctiva of the suppressed ground. He wanted to return the suppressed place to chaos, but as soon as he landed, he was pulled and fell into the volcano. The magma rolled inside the volcano, shattering the chaos and turning it into the pure original breath of the world.
Part of it is used to maintain the operation of the formation, part of it is absorbed by the Jian Gua above, and part of it falls on Su He.
Circulation, tranquility.
Time passes little by little, maybe a day, or a year. This scene will always be like this in the chaos, no matter how old it is.
…
A beautiful figure walks on foot on the far north ice field.
Su Huanian held the sword in his left hand, closed his eyes and felt the cold that pierced his bones, and all the breath of heaven was gone from his body, just like a mortal.
Suddenly she opened her eyes and looked to the north. A golden ray of light shot out and appeared on the horizon. In the blink of an eye, it had reached her eyes and suddenly stopped in front of her. It was a bronze mirror the size of a shield.
Su He's breath dispersed from the bronze mirror. An arrow in the bronze mirror first pointed to the northwest, and then suddenly pointed to the true north.
In the chaos, distances are unknown, and directions are unknown. Su He's place of suppression is changing position at any time.
Su Huanian felt Su He's breath in the bronze mirror and smiled so beautifully that even the ice and snow in all directions seemed to slow down. She tapped it gently, and the bronze mirror shrank and hung on her waist, shining with golden light. He must take the initiative to leave the ice and snow to open a way for her.
Su Huanian blocked the magical power bit by bit, and the wind and snow broke out again. Su Huanian still walked toward the northeast step by step.
It was windy and snowy but not difficult. This kind of wind and snow has no hindrance to her, and even has a lot of bonuses.
Su Huanian walked on foot, just experiencing the wind and snow.
The wind and snow in the far north ice field are completely different from the wind and snow on the top of the snow-capped mountains at home. It's wilder here and more murderous.
Every snowflake is like a sharp sword, which can kill people when it falls on them.
Su Huanian walked another thirty or fifty miles, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she turned to look behind her. She saw several rays of light speeding past her from the sky, passing her, but then turning back, and the sword fell down, killing her. Surrounded.
In the wilderness, no one knows each other. This is no longer a provocation, but a declaration of war.
The five people, all dressed in snow, approached Su Huanian as soon as they fell. The leader turned over a token in his hand, and there were two gilded ancient seal characters on the token that read "Gui Zang".
This is the person who returned to Zang Valley. The power of Guizang Valley is not small, and the two members of the sect who are at the second level of Tatian are in charge, and they are much more tyrannical than the Qingyuan sect.
The middle-aged leader looked at Su Huanian, a flash of greed flashed in his eyes, and raised the token in his hand: "Return to the Zang Order, recruit monks from all over the world, fellow Taoist, please follow your orders!"
Su Huanian frowned, and a message came to his ears: "Fellow Taoist, be careful! They are people returning to Zang Valley. You must not leave with them. I will surprise you, Taoist friend, to exchange for the man. Please retreat quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light rose out of thin air, piercing the heart of the man in the west from the back. The sword energy in the sword light suddenly exploded, instantly destroying the man's meridians and internal organs, and then swung back to kill the people surrounding Su Huanian. One man was thrown away. Leave a gap.
A middle-aged man in white appeared out of thin air in the snow.
Su Huanian turned to look at him with a bit of surprise in his eyes.
As soon as the man appeared, the four remaining people in Guizang Valley immediately attacked with their swords. The man blocked with his sword and said urgently to Su Huanian: "Fellow Taoist, leave quickly! This is a big enemy in our sect, so as not to affect Taoism." friend."
"Don't leave!" As soon as he finished shouting, the man from Guizang Valley who had just shown his token was already stabbing Su Huanian with his sword: "It's obvious that your accomplice An is letting you go! If you don't want to surrender, follow me back..."
Before he could finish his words, the wind and snow around him suddenly started to spin, and a burst of snow mist drifted past. His whole body turned into ice and snow, and then dispersed and blew into the wind and snow.
There is no trace, it seems that this person has never been there.
Not just him, but the other three people as well as the assassinated corpses on the ground were all like this.
The man who wanted to save Su Huanian was stunned, and then bowed his head: "I don't know that the fairy is profound, so I disturb the fairy. I hope you will forgive me."
Su Huanian looked at him: "Are they searching for you?"
The man bowed and said: "Yes, the junior Huanxue Sect Ranhou." He smiled bitterly: "I had an opportunity a few days ago and opened the sect's forbidden area, and the rays of light came out. The five people in Guizang Valley thought that there was someone in our sect. The most precious treasure, I want to rob it by force.”
Su Huanian was not interested in what he said. He just looked at him and asked, "Where did your ability to become invisible in the snow come from?"
Ran Hou raised his head. He didn't know why this powerful fairy was curious about this, but he still replied: "My Huanxue Sect has inherited the Taoism for thousands of years, but only the past heads can practice it. If the fairy wants to..."
Struggle flashed in his eyes. How can the sect's inheritance be taken lightly? But compared to inheritance, a mountain of disciples is more important.
A few months ago, he escaped from the fight between one turtle and two powerful men, and today he was targeted by Gui Zanggu again. If a mere skill can be exchanged for the blessing of the fairy in front of him, then he has become the prodigal son of the sect and given away What about the exercises?
Before he could finish his words, he saw the fairy in front of him disappear out of thin air.
gone?
Ran Hou was suddenly at a loss, but at this moment he saw a fairy in front of him, emerging from the wind and snow in an extremely slow way.
Not gone, but invisible. But this kind of invisibility...
Ran Hou was stunned, it was clearly the secret of their Huanxue Sect, the Zhenzong invisible technique.
This... this, could this fairy be a hidden ancestor of the sect? He came back after learning that the sect was in trouble? There is a legend in the sect that our ancestors were generous.
"Xian, Xianzi's technique..."
"Create it yourself." Su Huanian replied. This invisibility method was created by her after Su He lent her the magical power of Snow Hiding several times in Bai Ling's small world. Has certain magical properties.
And the technique of the master of the Huanxue Sect in front of her was almost exactly the same as her own invisibility technique!
This kind of thing is almost impossible, unless a woman also falls in love with a dragon turtle, and the dragon turtle also lends his snow hidden magical power to the woman. The woman also happens to be a water attribute, and is more inclined to the ice and snow attribute.
You have to be like Su Huanian and master the inheritance of ancient skills to create such an invisibility technique.
Apart from her, only Su He mastered this technique.
Ran Hou opened his mouth in astonishment, as if he had seen the most impossible thing in the world.
There are no two identical leaves in the world, let alone identical techniques. So, the woman in front of me—the Patriarch is resurrected?
Pooh! Palm mouth! Is it because the Patriarch has never gone into death at all and has returned from traveling today? It is normal to be so powerful and powerful to all heavens and worlds for thousands of years.
He was breathing heavily.
But I heard a thunderbolt from the blue.
The cold voice of the Patriarch in front of him came: "I am not your Patriarch."
Ran Hou's brain was confused for a moment and he was stunned in place. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
…
The Far North Icefield is covered in ice and snow, but Dongyun Mountain is steaming with heat, and summer has already entered. The cicadas are buzzing, the streams are tinkling, and there are birds, animals, insects, and fish.
Without hundreds of sects, Dongyun, which had been filled with murderous chaos in the past, had completely calmed down. After several years of competition among beasts, it is full of vitality.
A group of wild deer are lost in the forest. The nearest predators are on the other side of the mountain. The place is peaceful and peaceful, and the deer are singing.
One fawn even let go and could run away from the mother on the grass. Looking at the stream less than half a foot in front of it, it took a few steps back and jumped, leap! jump?
After jumping up but failing to land, the deer looked back in shock and saw a young man rising from the ground. He opened his arms and hugged him, preventing him from falling into the stream.
This man exuded an aura of intimacy, and being in his arms was like being huddled under a mother's belly, fearless.
Peace of mind!
Zong Sunye put down the fawn, lightly kicked it on the butt, and kicked it toward the doe.
The fawn screamed and protested. The doe protected it behind her. She was not afraid when she looked at the man by the stream. She did not sense any dangerous aura from the man. Instead, she felt very friendly. When her eyes fell on him, she felt as if she had never seen him before. Unprecedented stability.
Zong Sunye looked at the deer, at the grass at their feet, and then looked up at the woods, streams, and mountains in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
The last time Qinglei fused him with the mountain soul, he woke up after the fusion was completed, but he only woke up for a moment and lay on the mountains and rivers before merging in. He didn't wake up completely until today.
The feeling that the mountain is me and that I am the mountain completely rises. I can do whatever I want with the mountains, rivers, and trees that my mind moves. I can make the mountains rise, the trees move, and the rivers change their course.
But this kind of operation consumes a lot of money for him, and Zong Sunye still doesn't know how to replenish this consumption.
Cultivation can no longer be practiced. He is not human at all now. He is essentially this mountain. Even Zong Sunye's name feels unfamiliar.
Deep down, I feel that I should be called Dongyun.
Even if the human form is condensed, it is still essentially a mountain, without even the internal organs, bones, flesh and blood, let alone the heart and mind apertures necessary for monks to practice.
Even the body that used to be a thunder attribute has become what it is today - he can't explain what attributes he has now.
earth? gold? Wood? water?
It seems that they are both, but they are not. Probably the attribute is the mountain!
He has everything in the mountains.
Dongyun Mountain runs north to south, starting from Huanhai Bamboo Forest in the north, connecting with Qingcheng in the south, Yunmengze in the west, and Xuantian Fairyland in the east.
It doesn’t matter if it’s big or small, it doesn’t mean it’s small. Everything is in sight.
Zong Sunye looked in the direction of Qingyuan Gate. At this moment, in the entire Dongyun Mountains, the induction at Qingyuan Gate was slightly weaker. It was slightly disturbed by the sect's Qi machine.
If he could be a little stronger, this kind of interference would no longer exist.
Zong Sunye waved and an elk came running towards him. He turned over and rode the elk towards Qingyuan.
In fact, the mountain is him, and he can completely disappear here and regroup in Qingyuan.
However, when the mountain god goes out for the first time, he should inspect the mountains. Elk passed by, and the vegetation swaggered and all the animals jumped for joy. The elk runs without feeling tired, and even becomes lighter and fitter as it runs.
As he was running, he felt light on his body, and when he looked up, he saw the man who was sitting on his back before. At some point, he summoned a golden eagle, sat on the golden eagle's back and waved to him.
The elk was so angry that it screamed at the golden eagle, jumped up and tried to knock the golden eagle away and snatch the man back. This jump was seven or eight feet high, as if it was really going to hit the golden eagle.
But when the man put his hand between his eyebrows, he felt a sense of relief, then fell down and landed on the ground.
"Go, go! I'll see you when I go out later." Zong Sunye waved his hand.
"Yoyo~"
The elk ran back barking. It is clearly not a strange beast, but it has the charm of a strange beast.
"Phew!" the golden eagle chirped, carrying him straight to Qingyuan, flying very fast, but Dongyun was too big for it, and even with the support of the mountain god, it only reached Qingyuan late at night.
Zong Sunye waved to the golden eagle, jumped off the eagle and landed on Wolf King Mountain. His tombstone on the mountain was spotless, and Si was sitting in front of the tombstone in red, taking a sip of wine and scolding him.
The words "Brother" and "Sister" on the tombstone were changed to "The tomb of Sun Ye, the bastard clan, and the master Si Zeli."
Zong Sunye only felt a headache, and suddenly he rolled his eyes and disappeared.
Si Ze took a big gulp of wine, cursed again, and kicked the tombstone as if he was angry.
At this moment, an illusory hand from the tombstone stretched out and grabbed her ankle, sending a piercing chill down her ankle and into her heart and lungs.
Si Ze, who was drunk and hazy, suddenly woke up. The other foot stepped on the ground, and he did a backflip to break away from Bing's hand. The black cannon barrel was already placed on his shoulder. The animal tooth cannon was loaded, and he aimed at the tombstone with a cold look on his face: "Where are you sneaking? Get out!"
A faint voice rose from under the tomb: "Madam... I'm so miserable, I'm so miserable..."
Si Ze was startled, then became furious, and fired a bombardment at Zongsun Ye's tomb. The tomb exploded and the coffin was lifted. The tomb and coffin were scattered all over the sky with the ashes inside.
Zong Sunye was stunned and stood quietly at the bottom of the tomb, looking at his ashes scattered all over the sky and feeling at a loss.
Is it really a waste of time?
He looked up at the furious Si Ze frame by frame, and blinked blankly: "Master, senior sister, um, do you repay kindness with hatred?"
Have you forgotten that I saved your life?
"Asshole!" Si Ze looked at him, his eyes suddenly turned red, he raised the barrel of the cannon and fired another animal-tooth cannonball.
boom!
One shot and the ashes were gone.
Zong Sunye looked even more stunned.
The green wolf of Wolf King Mountain huddled in the corner with its tail between its legs, a look of grievance on its face. This is its mountain! Why does this woman blow up its mountain?
But the new leader of the previous sect came and beat him several times in person, and told him that if this woman was harmed in the slightest at Wolf King Mountain, he would wipe out Wolf King Mountain and kill her for eating meat.
Can't afford it!
It took a few steps back. It actually missed the swishing camel more than the woman! I wonder where the camels are now in the wild. Is it possible that they were caught and eaten?
"Bastard!" Si Ze shot out again.
"asshole!"
Zong Sunye jumped to his feet: "Senior sister, senior sister! It's me, it's me!"
Si Ze couldn't hold back his tears any longer. He cried and cursed: "Asshole! Why did you come to me now! Uncle Su said that you could have gathered it a long time ago!"
Zong Sunye was stunned: "Who, which Master Su?"
Si Ze bit his lip and watched as he finally put down the barrel: "Su Huanian, Master Su."
She originally thought that Zong Sunye had died long ago, but one day Master Su, who had never been in contact with him, suddenly sent a message with his sword, telling her that Zong Sunye was not dead.
Master Longgui invited the elders of the clan to unite him and became the God of Dongyun Mountain.
She didn’t know what the mountain god was, but she knew that her junior brother was alive!
But Uncle Su clearly said that this bastard should have gathered together in winter! But he hadn't come to her until now.
After Si Ze finished scolding him and spanking him, he wanted to raise his hand to touch him, but he was afraid that it was just a dream again. He tried several times and finally dared not make a move.
Finally, Zong Sunye took a step forward with a smile and suddenly held her in his arms.
Real touch, real chest, not a dream, not a fantasy.
Si Ze burst out crying.
Punch after punch hit his chest.
I don't know how long it took before I stopped crying and looked up at him: "Why did it take so long?"
Zong Sunye shrugged: "I don't know! It has been condensed for a long time, but it fell into a deep sleep in the mountains for more than half a year before waking up."
This kind of thing is out of his control.
"Okay!" Si Ze let him hold her, tears falling drop by drop, and he held her quietly. I don't know how long it took before he looked up again: "I asked Uncle Su if you have a mission as a mountain god? What is it? I will accompany you to do it!"
Zong Sunye shook his head: "I don't know either, but I guess it's the person under Dongyun Mountain!"
"Um?"
Zong Sunye didn't want to lie to her and said with a smile: "I tell you quietly, you are not allowed to tell others. There is a person buried under Dongyun Mountain... or a corpse?"
"I guess the purpose of Senior Dragon Turtle is that existence. But it doesn't matter. It's definitely not what he wants me to do now anyway. Although I am Dongyunshan, I can't even get close to that person."
He is aware of every plant and tree on Dongyun Mountain. Even if the Qingyuan Sect is a little difficult to detect from the outside world, it is just a difficulty.
But he couldn't get close to that existence at the foot of Dongyun Mountain. He could only vaguely sense that it should be in human form.
On the first day of July, ten thousand updates.
(End of chapter)
