As time goes by, the fog on the sea becomes wider and wider. Not only that, it also keeps rising towards the sky, rising higher and higher.
However, after several days, there were no other changes on the sea except that the fog continued to expand rapidly and slowly.
Above the sky, outside the mist, many cultivators in groups of three or three have gathered.
However, most of these cultivators concealed their identities and were wary of each other.
Fortunately, for cultivators like them, a few days is just a snap of the fingers. Some people flew high into the sky, and after setting up defensive restrictions around them, they sat cross-legged in the air and waited for the fog to dissipate. go.
The same goes for Qu Wuming and Luo Xingchen.
Luo Xingchen also put away his iconic fairy sword, offered up a blanket-like treasure, turned it into a square meter, and invited Qu Wuming to sit on it.
The blanket was always suspended at a height of no more than 30 feet from the fog at its feet, and there was an almost transparent shield above the blanket. Even the biting wind in the sky cannot penetrate this protective shield at all.
The sun in the sky shone warmly on the two of them, and they sat on the blanket and talked.
Although the two people practiced different techniques, with Luo Xingchen's experience of practicing Taoism for tens of thousands of years, Qu Wuming was like an ignorant child who had just entered school in front of him. He brought out many of the problems that troubled him to Luo Xingchen. When he asked for advice, Luo Xingchen patiently explained everything to him, which greatly benefited Qu Wuming.
In this way, several days passed by in a hurry.
After a few days, the titles between the two of them were changed to "nephew" and "uncle master"... Although Qu Wuming couldn't tell where this discussion came from.
Qu Wuming was immersed in a set of techniques for condensing spiritual consciousness that Luo Xingchen had described before and was unable to extricate himself, when he heard Luo Xingchen say: "My dear nephew, it's almost time. The Immortal Island is about to appear!"
Hearing this, Qu Wuming hurriedly opened his eyes, stood up, came to the edge of the blanket and looked down.
Looking at it, I couldn't help but be surprised.
It turns out that the blanket at this time has actually been raised to a height of a thousand feet. Looking at Wangxuan Peak on the shore of the Far North in the distance, it seems to be just a slightly larger small bag of earth, which seems to be similar to The continents blend into one, almost indistinguishable.
The dense fog that originally shrouded the sea has almost completely dissipated at this moment. Where the fog once shrouded the sea, the blue water has turned into a dark ink color. Under the sunlight in the sky, little white lights flicker, as if It was a huge ball of ink that was dropped into the sea and seemed unwilling to disperse.
This is the true face of Xuanshui.
Although the sun was shining brightly above his head, and although there was a distance of no less than a thousand feet, after the Xuanshui gradually emerged, Qu Wuming could still feel the cold aura coming from the direction of the Xuanshui through the layer of blankets. .
It was a completely different aura from the aura of the Shifang Realm.
"This is Xuanshui..." Qu Wuming was so shocked by the scenery in front of him that he couldn't help but speak out.
"Yes, this is Xuanshui. A piece of feather cannot float." Luo Xingchen came to the edge of the blanket at some point, looked at his feet with his hands behind his back and said, "Actually, if you get into the Xuanshui at this time, you will enter a In the dark, ocean-like space, it seems to be all water, but it also seems to be all nothingness. Divine consciousness cannot penetrate it. It is tangible to touch, nothing to pick up, no light to see, no taste to smell, and no sound to hear. Once you enter it, you will completely lose any perception of space and time, so it is basically difficult to escape on your own - until the Xuanshui floats away by itself, the people trapped in the place will see the light of day again."
"It's so magical?" Qu Wuming said in surprise, "So, it is possible that there is another layer of space superimposed in this mysterious water, but the level of that layer of space is higher than that of the Shifang Realm, so it is in the space Such special effects appear when superimposed.”
"Yes, that's my guess too." Luo Xingchen nodded, "Look over there, the highest peak of the Immortal Island has begun to appear!"
Following Luo Xingchen's finger, Qu Wuming looked to the other side, and sure enough, he saw the phantom at the top of a mountain slowly penetrated a thin layer of fog and began to appear out of thin air.
There were no trees on the mountain peak, and it was a gray-black dilapidated scene. There seemed to be many dead trees and old vines, but there was no trace of life.
Gradually, the mountainside of the mountain began to be revealed, and then, in the vast Xuanshui waters, the tops of mountains high and low, large and small, were also gradually revealed, turning into an endless stretch of mountains...
The whole process lasted for about several hours before the so-called "fairy mountain" was finally completely stabilized.
"This...can also be called the 'immortal' mountain?" Looking at the scene among the mountains, Qu Wuming couldn't help but thought silently.
I saw among those mountains——
There are gusts of wind and ghosts and mist;
The trees are dark and there is no daylight.
Although there is a gurgling stream, what flows is thick red water, like blood.
Although there are snakes, insects, tigers and leopards, they are neither gray nor black, and there is no other color at all.
Looking around, the mountains below do not look like "fairy" mountains. It would be more appropriate to say they are ghost lands, right? !
Seemingly sensing the doubts in Qu Wuming's heart, Luo Xingchen chuckled at the side and said, "Haha, are you curious why this place is called Fairy Mountain?"
"That's true." Qu Wuming replied honestly, "I have heard before that this place is also called the Mountain of Youdu, and it is mysterious to the eyes. But I didn't expect that I was still shocked when I saw it with my own eyes."
"Although this place looks like a ghost land, even if you don't enter the underworld and just explore in this mountain range, you can often find some fragments of fairy treasures - with luck, you can even find almost complete pieces here. Immortal weapon!"
"Is this happening?!" Qu Wuming said in surprise.
"Well, I remember counting five times before. After the Underworld Realm opened, some people did not enter the Underworld Realm. Instead, they specifically searched for treasures in the Youdu Mountain. As a result, they actually found a sealed place. The Immortal Cave—it seems to be left by a powerful person from the true immortal world." Luo Xingchen said, "However, when they entered the cave after all the hard work, they found that it was empty, except for a few books with ancient immortals. Apart from books written in Chinese and some furniture, there was nothing else. But one of the books clearly stated that the mountain range where this cave is located is called 'Tianque Mountain', and it belongs to the 'Xunyou Realm' of Jiuquan Immortal Domain. "
"I see..." Qu Wuming had never heard of these secrets before, and he suddenly said, "Since it belongs to the Jiuquan Immortal Domain, it is appropriate to call Tianque Mountain the 'Immortal Mountain'. But this The environment and atmosphere of the 'Fairy Mountain' is really quite breathtaking."
"The things here are just ordinary animals that have been invaded by Yin Qi and have lost their color and soul. It's okay to say that they are ghosts." Luo Xingchen said, "However, when it comes to the things that really penetrate people, We still have to see the Underworld. Come on, Uncle Master will take you to the entrance of the Underworld!"
As he spoke, Luo Xingchen silently moved the blanket under his feet, and the blanket immediately turned into a stream of light and flew straight into the mountains below.
At this time, the cultivators who had been waiting in the air for a long time were also driving the escape light, or using the flying magic weapon, drawing streams of light in the air, flying straight to a certain position in the mountains, only A very few escaping lights did not rush there, but flew to other places.
Although the Underworld only appears once every 777 years, the location and state of this "fairy mountain" does not change much every time it appears. Therefore, the entrance to the Underworld - Jiuquan Mountain The position has long been firmly remembered by the cultivators in the Void Refining Stage in the Shifang Realm.
At this time, the Mountain of Youdu appeared, and those who intended to go to the Underworld would naturally not waste any more time searching for possible remaining immortal treasures everywhere, but went straight to the point and flocked to Jiuquan Mountain.
The flying carpet passed over the mountains, and after bypassing more than ten extremely high peaks, a large mountain that was not too high but covered an extremely large area gradually appeared in the distance.
The mountain has a radius of forty or fifty miles and stands in the distance like a huge crater.
The mountain is no more than a hundred feet high. The top of the mountain seems to have been broken at the waist. The edge of the approximately circular "fracture" is covered with large and small cracks, like countless saw teeth, and black waterfalls follow those Large and small cracks flowed down, and then slid down the mountain.
However, what is unusual is that these waterfalls are extremely quiet, without any sound of water.
When he got closer, Qu Wuming realized that those waterfalls were not water, but rich, black Yin Qi.
Those waterfalls transformed by the Yin Qi roll down the hillside like flowing water, gradually spreading in the far distance, turning into the Yin Qi that is difficult to see clearly with the naked eye, and spreading among the vast mountains...
Looking into the "crater", I saw a huge lake with a radius of no less than ten miles. The lake was like a mirror, reflecting the sky, as flat as a black crystal.
Many people have fallen around the lake, or stopped a few feet above the lake. The air currents stirred up by the falling light did not cause any disturbance to the lake, as if the lake did not really exist.
However, Qu Wuming's spiritual power was able to feel that the touch of the lake was extremely real and seemed to be no different from real water.
Luo Xingchen knew that Qu Wuming must have questions in his mind. Without waiting for Qu Wuming to ask, he took the initiative to explain to him via voice transmission: "The lake here is similar to the Xuanshui outside. It contains a higher level of space power inside. It seems that It's there, but it's almost impossible to touch it. It's like... it's like..."
Qu Wuming continued: "It's like we are in a different dimension..."
