A handsome-looking young man from the Xuanqing Sect laughed and winked: "How could it happen? Maybe her beloved disciple would faint to death when he saw our charming and graceful Junior Brother Hou, and he could only pick up one body." The body is out, haha!”
When the other monks heard this, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Hmph, don't look down on people, maybe there is someone who is just like me!" Junior Brother Hou blushed and snorted coldly.
"Okay, after chatting, let's all go our separate ways. If Fairy Red Lotus hears us talking about her behind her back, then we won't be able to walk away in vain. No one can protect us!" Elder Zhang said. Waving his hands, he secretly looked up at the ancestor outside and whispered.
Everyone was startled and immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.
Han Feng also heard these words from the outside. He also smiled softly and didn't take it to heart. He turned around and left. He casually found a place to sit down in the corner of the deck and closed his eyes to rest.
Time flies so fast, three or four hours pass by while the golden boat is crossing the mountains.
At this time, several disciples on the flying boat suddenly started making noise at the edge of the deck. Everyone was surprised, stood up one after another, walked to the edge, looked out, and everyone took a breath.
Han Feng was not far from the edge. After opening his eyes and looking down, he was also shocked.
At this moment, I saw a layer of gray air rising very far below, towering into the clouds, connecting the sky and the earth, blocking the front like a huge wall. Its length is countless thousands of miles, and there is no end in sight on both sides. , the surface is undulating, like the sea, and there is a faint rumbling sound.
"What is this? It's too big!" Many people exclaimed and talked about it.
"I don't know. This is the necromantic energy leaked from the Grand Canyon of Death. It is said that it is also mixed with a small amount of earth-line energy. Unfortunately, we can't get close. Otherwise, there is still a chance to extract the earth-line energy. Then we don't need to We entered the Grand Canyon of Death and risked our lives to fight for it!" explained an old disciple from the previous class.
"Junior Brother Huang, you are thinking too much. Don't give up the slightest chance. With our strength, even within ten miles of it, we will probably be corroded and reduced to ashes by the overflowing undead energy! Even the four major sects will be corroded and reduced to ashes. We don’t dare to go and extract it rashly, let alone us!” Another old disciple from the past sneered.
"Oh, it turns out to be Senior Brother Ma." Junior Brother Huang looked back at the man behind him, his pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly raised his hands in salute, seeming to be very afraid of him.
"Senior Brother Ma from the Hundred Beasts Sect, then why are we here? Aren't we looking for death?" A newcomer from the Five Elements Sect asked quickly.
"Hey, you don't know something about this. The undead energy leaked from the Grand Canyon of Death is only limited to the outside, but there is a vacuum zone inside. There is almost no undead energy in it. Even if there is, it is only In a local area. Of course, the energy of the earth veins inside is also very small, not even one in a hundred, it can be said to be rare, so we have to fight for it!" Senior Brother Ma sneered and said lightly.
"Then how do we get in?" Someone asked immediately in confusion.
"The four major sects have built space teleportation arrays on both sides of the canyon, which can directly teleport us in." Senior Brother Ma seemed to know a lot of things and talked eloquently.
"I see, no wonder their four major sects charge such expensive admission fees!" Someone murmured to themselves.
"But how did they build it? Isn't it rumored that there are still a lot of space debris in the Grand Canyon of Death? Wouldn't it be affected? I don't understand!" A cute little girl shook her head and asked again and again. Some Problems.
"It's normal not to understand. We can't guess what powerful abilities we have!" Senior Brother Ma rolled his eyes and said angrily.
The crowd got more and more excited as they chatted, the discussion gradually became louder, and there seemed to be chaos in the place.
Just at this moment, Elder Han Chang of Xuanqing Sect stood up and shouted loudly: "Silence, silence! The Grand Canyon of Death has arrived!"
The crowd was a little quieter, but there were still many monks with uncertain expressions on their faces and twinkling eyes.
"We will get off the boat in a moment. We can't get any closer, otherwise we will be expelled by the main sect!" Elder Han Chang glanced at them and continued.
Sure enough, the ancestors outside also stopped at this moment, and the golden boat naturally stopped flying and slowly sank downwards.
After a moment, the golden boat landed steadily among the mountains, more than a hundred feet above the ground, and stopped falling. But then the golden light shined brightly, and three golden steps shot out from both sides to rest on the surrounding peaks.
Under the leadership of the elders of each sect, the disciples quickly stepped off the golden boat and were divided into seven camps. They each dug caves and arranged temporary residences.
According to Elder Han Chang, their Eastern Seventh Branch is the closest branch to the Grand Canyon of Death, and it will take at least two or three days for the other branches to arrive.
Of course, some sects in the main lineage have been waiting here for a long time, such as Longyuan Pavilion and Fengming Sect, who are the first to arrive every time. However, as a middle-level sect in the main line, their landing address was somewhere in the front, forty or fifty miles away from the area where the East Seven Branches were at the moment, and they were covered by formations, so the monks of the East Seven Branches could not see it. .
Han Feng was sitting cross-legged in the cave he had dug. Although it was only about ten feet in size, it was still inlaid with two luminous pearls, which illuminated it as brightly as day, without feeling cramped at all.
He closed his eyes, but instead of practicing, he was silently studying the map of the Grand Canyon of Death that remained in his memory. This was an extra reward given to him by Qiu Huahua.
Time passed quietly as Han Feng studied the map, and two days passed quickly.
The flying boats from other branches arrived one after another, and from time to time, thousands of rays of light appeared in the sky, colorful and extremely gorgeous.
Each flying boat has a different shape, some are in the shape of a pavilion, some are in the shape of a flying fish, and some are in the shape of a giant sword, but all of them reveal a huge aura, not inferior to the Xuanqing Sect's Jinpanzhou.
The ancestors of the Eastern Seven Branches also appeared from time to time, flying forward to greet some of the branch sects that they had good relations with, taking this opportunity to connect with each other.
On the third day, when the sun rose in the east, bursts of bells and drums suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, resounding in all directions and rumbling.
All the monks in the surrounding area heard the sound of bells and drums, and their hearts were agitated, like drums at dusk and bells in the morning, and they were enlightened. Everyone's cultivation level was slightly moved by it, especially those who had been stuck in a bottleneck recently, and they were surprised. Sex, just because at just a moment, it seemed that the bottleneck in the body had loosened a little.
