Chapter Thirteen Discovery

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The first day of the twelfth lunar month in the Jiazi year is suitable for traveling, starting construction, and breaking ground.

The last afterglow of the setting sun had just disappeared from the sky, and a flying sword with a faint blue light had stopped in front of the Junguan Mountain Gate.

After a while, a ray of red light came from the direction of Junguan. Standing on the flying sword was a white-faced, beardless middle-aged man, who was Yu Zhuke.

"Senior Sister He Jing." He saluted respectfully, and then he noticed Yang Zhen behind his mother, frowning slightly: "Why did you bring this kid?"

"My child said that he might be able to remember some places." Grandma explained the situation.

"Follow us closely, don't wander around!" Yu Zhuke ordered Yang Zhen, and the three of them flew towards Zhu's hometown with two swords.

An hour later, they landed a few miles away from Zhu's hometown and put away their flying swords. Mammy held Yang Zhen with one hand and flew away in the direction of Qingluo Mountain.

It was already mid-morning, winter got dark early, and the sky became completely dark.

There was no light in the night, and both of them were dressed in black, like vigorous black panthers, running swiftly in the wilderness.

Soon Qingluo Mountain arrived, and the two of them continued to leap towards the mountain without stopping. Traveling through the dense forest, you can easily jump over boulders and cliffs.

After running around like this for another quarter of an hour, when they came to a row of woods, grandma suddenly said:

"This is it."

She put Yang Zhen down and smoothed her hair. Her breathing was steady, but Yang Zhen was panting heavily from exhaustion.

Yu Zhuke stopped and took out a disc from his storage bag and placed it on the ground.

After carefully observing the woods in front of him for a while, he took out several formation flags and planted them in different locations.

Yang Zhen has been learning formations from her grandma for a while, and she can still understand some basic operations and knows that they are setting up formations.

After a while, Yu Zhuke made a stroke with his right hand, and a burst of spiritual energy shot out, and he shouted softly: "Get up!"

Soon a transparent film appeared in front, and then disappeared without a trace.

Yu Zhuke took a few steps forward, facing the direction where the film disappeared, stretched out one hand, and waved violently, as if tearing a hole in the film, revealing the mountain road ahead.

"Let's go!" he greeted and stepped in through the entrance. Mammy and Yang Zhen followed in.

"What's going on?" Yang Zhen asked quietly.

"A mountain-protecting formation is set up here, but this formation is not strong. It mainly serves as a warning sensor. Just now, Yu Zhuke set up a false formation, which was integrated with this one to replace this area. This way the formation is torn apart. , so no one will notice.”

Yang Zhen heard it interestingly. Is this a backdoor, or in other words, a Trojan horse program?



It was quiet on the mountain, with only the rustle of the cold wind blowing through the woods, and the occasional fallen leaves falling in the wind.

The vitality of vegetation in this world is very strong. Even though it is already the twelfth lunar month of winter, the leaves have not yet fallen and the vegetation has not completely withered.

The two of them checked with their spiritual senses and found no one around. They didn't have a clear goal, so they simply followed Yang Zhen's last route.

First we came to the top of the mountain. Compared to last year, the hut had no changes. He then entered the cave not far away and searched carefully, but found nothing.

During this period, Yiyi and Yang Zhen kept in constant communication. According to her, someone came to see this place a month ago, and then no one came again.

The memories of plants and trees may last for several months, while others may last only a moment, depending on the length of their vitality.

Yu Zhuke and Nanny looked at the mountains in the dark night, silent, thinking about the next step.

"Just walk around." Yang Zhen said. This is Yiyi's suggestion, try to get in touch with as many plants and trees on the mountain as possible.

Neither of them objected, maybe this kid could really remember something.

So grandma continued to hold Yang Zhen in her arms and circled down from the top of the mountain.

After going like this for an hour, it was already midnight, and the three of them had not yet left the range of the top of the mountain.

Yiyi has been quiet and has not provided any useful information to Yang Zhen.

"This won't work. We won't be able to finish walking until dawn." Yu Zhuke said: "Boy! Did you remember anything?"

Yang Zhen remained silent, but she was actually communicating with Yiyi.

According to the information provided by the little thing, almost no one comes here at the top of the mountain, so there should be no secrets.

"I remember there is a waterfall in this valley. Let's go there and have a look." He suggested.

The vegetation is more prosperous in that place, and maybe something can be discovered.

"Okay." Yu Zhuke agreed immediately. Just have a goal.

Grandma also nodded.

Yang Zhen then added: "Let's go down a little slower and let me see if I can remember anything."

If it is too fast, Yiyi will not have time to communicate with the plants.

The two of them took matters into their own hands and walked all the way towards the waterfall. Even though he was walking slower, he was still much faster than ordinary people.

After another half an hour, they finally reached the pool under the waterfall.

This is a dark valley, with a waterfall flying down from the cliff and falling into a pool, causing water to fill the sky. The overflowing water formed a stream that gurgled farther away.

On both sides of the pool, trees are crowded together, and occasionally the neighing of birds and animals can be heard. It seems to be an inaccessible place.

However, Yiyi made many discoveries.

"Several people have been to this place a few days ago..."

"That big stone, someone meditated there yesterday..."

"In this pool, a thin old man bathes in it during the day."

"Then the old man went to that dense forest..."

"He never came out..."

The more Yang Zhen listened, the more surprised she became. She had come to the right place. It seemed like she was here!

The dense forest is at the bottom of two cliffs. It is a dead end. The area is not large. Is there anyone in it?

Mammy and Yu Zhuke have been checking the surroundings with their spiritual senses. Judging from their appearance, they should not have noticed anything.

Is there another mystery in the jungle?

Sure enough, Yiyi quickly revealed her latest discovery:

"There is a phantom formation in that dense forest, which is a natural formation."

The so-called natural formations are formations formed unintentionally during the growth of all things in the world. Most of them are phantom formations, but there are also killing formations. The latter often appears in some killing places or battlefields after bloody battles. Valleys like Qingluo Mountain are usually filled with phantom formations.

The natural illusion formation is more in line with the meaning of heaven and earth and is extremely difficult to detect. If it weren't for her unique talent, Yiyi was also very proficient in the phantom formation, and coupled with the reminders from the surrounding vegetation, she wouldn't have been able to find it otherwise.

Without his own prompting, it is estimated that neither Nanny nor Yu Zhuke would have been able to spot this illusory formation.

How do I remind them? You can't tell them directly, Yang Zhen began to think.

"Mommy," he asked aloud, "What kind of trees are there in that dense forest?"

Grandma observed it carefully for a while and said with a smile: "That is the purple pulp tree, which is also a spiritual plant. It can be used to make talismans. The quality is not bad. However, I heard that the process is very cumbersome, so this tree is not of much practical use. "

"I seem to remember a few years ago," Yang Zhen began to make up a story: "My mother brought me here to play, and I got lost in the woods. It took a long time to come out..."

"The forest is so small, how could you get lost?" Grandma was a little funny: "Is it because you..."

She looked at the woods and frowned:

"You really got lost there?"

PS: There will be a chapter later