The "sea of emptiness" is a sea, but it is not a sea.
It is said to be a sea because it is surrounded by a layer of blue water with a radius of thousands of miles. There seem to be big fish swimming in the sea.
It is said that it is not a sea because the sea water is floating in mid-air. It is extremely mysterious and can be called a miraculous workmanship.
In the middle of thousands of miles of sea water, there is a mountain with tall pines reaching into the clouds. The foot of the mountain is a desolate dead land, the base of the mountain is a ferocious cliff with rugged rocks, the middle of the mountain is a lush and beautiful forest, and the top of the mountain is a snow-capped peak.
In the white snow, there are countless palaces, shining with strange light in the snow light.
This is the most mysterious "Trapped Sea" among the four major forces in Northern Xinjiang!
The carriage going up from the valley road is like entering the sea first and then entering the top of the mountain. It feels very fresh.
Xin Zhuo looked at it silently for a while, and it was hard not to feel emotional and said: "Even the most powerful painter in the world can't draw the uniqueness here!"
The young man beside him suddenly said: "This place was originally a sea. It only happened after the Starry Sky Holy Abyss came!"
Xin Zhuo said: "The Starry Sky Holy Abyss is the place used to establish sanctification?"
"Or it's a magical power!" The young man said: "It comes from the ancient fairyland!"
"Ancient Immortal Realm?" Xin Zhuo was curious.
The young man shook his head: "I can't explain clearly, as long as you know!"
Xin Zhuo nodded.
The carriage followed the road through the sea, entered the mountains, and wound upwards. The two-hundred-mile mountain road lasted for five hours, as if it had experienced spring, summer, autumn, and winter. When it finally reached the top of the mountain, it was extremely cold.
When they arrived in front of the archway of Chengtian Mountain Gate of "Zeng Konghai", a large number of martial arts masters were stopped by a group of disciples of Zengkonghai in blue robes. Due to their Yuanji cultivation, they all returned the same way, including the master's family members and disciples.
This was something Xin Zhuo didn't expect.
Yan Chuzong, who was driving the carriage, had no choice but to go down the mountain and wait.
Mo Xianyi was driving, but unexpectedly, the carriage was not allowed to enter.
The people under the memorial arch couldn't help but feel a little restless.
A disciple of Zeng Konghai said gloomily: "If you don't want to come in, leave on your own and don't make any noise!"
At this moment, inside the mountain gate, five Yuanji Realm majestic white-clothed youths suddenly savagely pushed aside a large number of warriors and walked straight to Xin Zhuo's carriage: "Master, please get out of the car!"
Xin Zhuo frowned.
In the distance, a warrior who was blown away by his true energy said angrily: "Which young master is so overbearing and arrogant? Isn't this world your family's world? Isn't this trapped Konghai your family's trapped Konghai?"
This sentence instantly resonated with everyone, and they all looked at the carriage with hostility.
Unexpectedly, one of the five young men in white said indifferently: "The Jiang family on the mountain!"
All around, the anger on countless faces disappeared instantly and turned into fear and horror. Who has reached the level of Yuanji? Who doesn't know "Ginger on the Mountain"? If the Holy Land Dongtian is already a behemoth, then "Ginger" is the sky-high behemoth sitting on top of the behemoth!
"Master, please get out of the car!"
The five young men in white saluted again.
Xin Zhuo was uneasy. He really didn't expect Mrs. Jiang to do this, or that Uncle Jiang Wen would be so direct.
While he was hesitating, the young man next to him patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be nervous. You are here to greet me. You are not the Jiang family's son, are you? After all, you called your father a ball!"
Xin Zhuo frowned: "Is your surname Jiang?"
"Jiang Wuwei, fearless Wuwei!"
The young man said: "The eldest sister of Jiang's generation is called Jiang Huan, and the eldest brother is called Jiang Wuwei!"
He chuckled lightly, stepped out of the carriage, and turned around and said: "If you can't become a saint this time, your father will probably clean up the family, and the Jiang family will also clean up the family. You have been playing around for a hundred years, and it is the Jiang family's reputation that has been ruined! "
Xin Zhuo's face suddenly became extremely calm, and he chuckled: "This time, the Jiang family won't be able to become a saint. If you become the worst saint, I say so!"
Jiang Wuwei turned back to look at him, his eyes narrowed, and he paid no attention to him, and walked away surrounded by five young men in white clothes.
Xin Zhuo was silent for a moment, then got off the carriage with Mo Xianyi and Xiao Huang, and walked into the mountain gate facing the curious eyes of hundreds of warriors around him.
At this moment, three old men in white flew in front of them again. The saint's colorful glow and vision lingered for a long time.
Three saints!
A large number of warriors around immediately saluted respectfully.
Xin Zhuo also took Mo Xianyi and Xiao Huang to step aside, but saw the three old saints in white walking directly in front of him and said in a cold voice: "Jiang Yuqing, I want to see you, go quickly!"
Xin Zhuo looked back coldly. He suddenly couldn't figure out what trick Jiang Wen was playing.
At this moment, a strange fragrance hit his nostrils, and a graceful woman wearing a pink ruqi, a double-blade bun, and a veil fell from the sky. She walked towards her in a curling way, with lotus flowers growing step by step. Her temperament was outstanding and extremely beautiful. .
There were a large number of warriors around. They were not those who lusted after women, but they were also attracted to this woman and watched intently.
And dozens of Zen Konghai disciples suddenly saluted respectfully: "Second Senior Sister!"
The woman nodded slightly and looked at Xin Zhuo: "Brother Xin, Ancestor Xin Konghai has invited you!"
As he said that, he waved Mo Xianyi away lightly: "Leave now!"
Not knowing what this sentence meant, Mo Xianyi checked Xin Zhuo's expression and left silently.
Xin Zhuo ignored the three white-clothed saints of the Jiang family at this moment and nodded to the woman: "Okay! I'll help you lead the way!"
The woman waved her hand to invite them, and the two left!
"Jiang Yuqing, think clearly! Do you really want to disobey me?"
The three saints in white scolded him coldly, with angry expressions on their faces.
Xin Zhuo ignored him and walked further and further away from the woman beside him.
Until the two of them disappeared, the angry expressions on the faces of the three white-clothed saints suddenly disappeared and were replaced by secretive smiles: "Seriously, Madam's guess is correct!"
He said and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
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The pavilion building sunken into the sea can only be described as "should only exist in the sky". The shape is unique, tall, and the carved beams and paintings are unique. You don't even know where the waterfalls and falling petals in the middle of the pavilions come from.
Moreover, the three steps are Tai Chi and the five steps are Bagua, which are very mysterious. People walking among them look particularly small.
This is the first time that Xin Zhuo has entered the "Holy Land Cave Heaven" level force. He has only one feeling. This kind of force no longer cares about fancy decorations, but uses everything to the extreme, abandons all useless things, and only focuses on mystery and rhyme. .
The woman leading the way has a graceful figure, an otherworldly temperament, and is very tasteful. If the bear's paw is as beautiful as an elf, this woman is wise, calm, and indifferent to otherworldly beauty.
And while walking, he glanced behind him with the corner of his eye, and asked at this moment: "Brother Xin, don't you ask why my ancestor saw you?"
Xin Zhuo shook his head: "Don't ask, I believe you!"
"Why?" The woman was stunned.
Xin Zhuo did not answer directly, but stretched out his hand to grab her hand, played with it, pinched the calluses on his hand, and said, "Do you often practice sword practice?"
This is a very frivolous move.
The woman's body trembled slightly, but she didn't throw it away. She just used her other hand to untie the veil, revealing a pair of clear blue eyes, a beautiful nose, and slightly opened and closed cherry lips, revealing a pair of beautiful rabbit teeth. They were not the "yams" of the past. "Who else could it be?"
She looked a little nervous and nodded slightly: "I can practice fifty thousand swords in one day, but I can't be like the young master, who never practices swordsmanship even once in his life. If you do it, you will be at the pinnacle of swordsmanship!"
Xin Zhuo let go of her and said with a smile: "Maybe I'm gifted!"
Then he asked: "Are you born in Kukai, a saint? What is your real name?"
"Siqingluo!"
Yam Yao replied: "There are no saints or saints in the empty sea, and I have already opened all the ten saint gates, so I am not among the saints!"
Xin Zhuo sighed with emotion: "Back then, there were five women around me: Ying Jianying, Sai Qingzhu, Xiong Zhao, Yam and Sweet Potato, and a concubine named Zhe Feiyan. Unexpectedly, you and Xiong Zhao had the highest cultivation!"
Shan Yao chuckled and said: "Flowers in the mirror and moon in the water, all power will be lost when you enter it. Who knows what realm you are in, and you guessed wrong. Your concubine Zhe Feiyan is now also a quasi-sage of the ten sects. She is the same as your holy city." Farewell, I went crazy and became a demon, and then entered the fantasy world of the Heavenly Sword, slayed my inner demons, became a quasi-sage, and broke through ten gates, just for Yuanqi this time, I saw her just now!"
As he walked, he said: "The fate of people in this world is really unpredictable. Just like this time, some people will enter the holy realm, some will be false saints, and most people may die. This means It’s the difference between people!”
"That makes sense!"
The two stopped talking and walked forward, crossing a ten-mile flowerbed filled with beauty. A Bagua Pavilion appeared in front of them, with seven people sitting in the spacious pavilion.
Xin Zhuo glanced over and felt slightly shocked.
Among the seven, the first is two people.
One of them was an old man with white beard and hair, his face was ruddy, his eyes were shining with a strange light, and his cultivation was unfathomable.
The other man was dressed in purple robes and looked about forty years old. He had a handsome face, like an old handsome boy, and his hair bun under the golden crown was tinged with white. His face was majestic, and he looked like he was dead.
As if divinely induced, Xin Zhuo knew who this middle-aged man was!
The routine is very deep and he knows how to play it.
A relative passed away on National Day and I had to attend the funeral for three days in a row. This is really not an excuse.
(End of chapter)
