The Wind Demon Mountains, a large lake.

Yan Chuan washed away the blood on his body and found a set of Confucian robe from the Eastern Forensic Sect to replace it.

Although the oriental righteous character is not good, it has a magic weapon for space, which surprised Yan Chuan slightly.

After washing away the blood, putting on the Confucian robe, Yan Chuan sat cross-legged on the shore to regulate his breathing for a while.

"Killed nearly 6,000 cultivators, the power drawn by the Jade Emperor's sword actually improved my cultivation level again? The fifth level of the essence realm?" Yan Chuan opened his eyes and looked at his palms.

There are also many elixirs on the Eastern Zhengpai. After buying a few elixirs on credit, the scars on their bodies disappeared almost.

After tying his hair, Yan Chuan slowly stood up.

"call out!"

Not far away, the Eastern righteousness turned into a stream of light.

"Hurry, hurry, that old lady is coming again!" Dongfang Zhengsai shouted.

"Another? Didn't it be resolved last time? You peeked at her for taking a shower, didn't you compensate me later?" Yan Chuan said in confusion.

"It's not her, it's another, another, I'm still an old lady, I blinded me. I misread it last time! I'm a hero forever!" Dongfang Gongshou cried sadly.

road.

"Stay away from me!" Yan Chuan shouted.

"I, you won't help me!" Dongfang Zhengsai said with a look of ugly expression.

"I never help people cover!" Yan Chuan shook his head.

"You wait, you wait!" The Eastern Decent Sect soared into the sky with grief and anger.

Seeing the Oriental Decent Flying away, Yan Chuan showed a strange smile.

"*Thief, stop! Refresh my innocence!" Another shout came.

Yan Chuan turned his head and saw an old woman with wrinkles on her face, holding a crutch and chasing the Eastern Oriental Demon. Her face was extremely ashamed and angry.

Old woman?

"You're a sin!" Yan Chuan's face twitched.

Indifferent to the escape of the Eastern righteous people, Yan Chuan climbed up a mountain not far away. Standing on the top of the mountain, he flipped his hand and took out a map, looked at it according to the map.

"Huh, it's coming soon!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

Carrying the Jade Emperor's Sword and following the map's guidance, Yan Chuan shot away in a flash, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Without the Sun and Moon Alliance, the speed of the road was much faster.

Not long after, I arrived at a nearby mountain.

Looking at a huge area not far away, covered by thick fog, Yan Chuan carefully compared the map and exhaled.

"It's here!" Yan Chuan's expression slowed down and he couldn't throw away the map in his hand.

Just as he was walking towards the foggy area, Yan Chuan suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"No, no!" Yan Chuan said in surprise.

Looking at the heavy foggy area, Yan Chuan looked around.

"Sixty-four main peaks surround? Gather the energy of heaven and earth?" Yan Chuan said in surprise.

"This is not an ancient seal, this is the tomb of the immortals? The same to the immortals opened in my previous life!"

"Hiss!" Yan Chuan took a breath.

After pinching his fists, Yan Chuan felt solemn. You know, in the past life, he had a full effort to open the tomb of the immortal. Moreover, the mountains and rivers around the tomb were as good as those of the past.

Too similar.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Chuan made up his mind to step down the mountain again, heading towards the area covered by the fog.

After entering the forest, Yan Chuan stopped after walking for a while.

“Huh?”

In a mountain depression, the yin energy is extremely raging.

Yan Chuan, who was originally planning to continue on the road, stopped slightly and walked towards the mountain with a difficult mouth.

The mountain is very hidden, surrounded by yin energy, and looks gloomy.

"Is this?" Yan Chuan looked closer.

In the gloomy yin energy, there were three white skeletons kneeling in a circle.

When Yan Chuan arrived, the three skeletons suddenly turned to look at Yan Chuan, and they were so scared. "The mouth of the Yin hole? Is this the Feng Shui master pointed out the acupoint?" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

Yan Chuan did not break in, nor did the three skeletons come out.

Yan Chuan slowly retreated and quickly checked around.

Not long after, I saw another 'yin hole'. Yan Chuan became more and more serious.

He quickly searched around the periphery of the foggy area.

After searching, nearly a hundred vaginas were found.

"What a great Feng Shui master!" Yan Chuan said in surprise.

In my mind, I unconsciously thought of someone, who was Feng Yin and Yang that Liang Jing met.

"Can it be him?" Yan Chuan frowned.

After thinking about it, Yan Chuan no longer had any worries about this matter, but took a deep breath and flipped his hands and took out a compass.

A silver compass is the compass left behind after the death of the Yanjing poison master.

Looking at the compass, Yan Chuan used his fingers to produce some essence and blood.

The essence and blood dripped into the Tianchi Lake in the center of the compass, and the compass suddenly rotated slowly.

The compass gently sealed the stone.

"Buzz!"

A compass mark appeared on the big stone, and a strange symbol was written on the mark with essence and blood again.

"call!"

The mark disappeared, as if it had penetrated into the stone.

As usual, Yan Chuan found nearly a hundred stones to do the same thing, and walked towards the foggy area while doing it.

Gradually, Yan Chuan disappeared into this forest and stepped into the foggy area.

When Yan Chuan disappeared, a black-robed figure suddenly appeared in front of one of the stones.

There are a hint of clouds and smoke embroidered on the black robe, which is the Yin and Yang who are in love with Yan Chuan.

Feng Yinyang looked at Yan Chuan's back and was slightly silent, then he turned his hand and waved his lightly at the stone in front of him.

"Buzz!"

The mark that penetrated into the stone suddenly appeared again.

"He also understands Feng Shui? What symbol is this?" "The Feng Shui in the world comes from north and south, and Feng Shui sects, and each of the north and south is one ancestral home. No, this is not the method of the north, nor is it the method of my south? And this Yanchuan is not at all

He is a Feng Shui practitioner and can be used skillfully by people who do not practice Feng Shui. This technique must be matured to the extreme. Is there a third Feng Shui school in the world?" Feng Yin and Yang said in surprise.

Looking at Yan Chuan who disappeared in the fog, Feng Yin and Yang were silent for a while: "Yan Chuan?"—

The fog was rolling, and Yan Chuan had experience in his previous life, and did not hesitate much, and soon entered the depths of the fog.

"call!"

After dozens of miles of thick fog, I suddenly stepped into the central foggy area.

The infinite fog suddenly disappeared.

The eyes suddenly became clear.

Ten peaks surround the center of a broken mountain.

The Duanshan seemed to be cut off by the waist. The diameter of the mountain was ten miles, and there was a large blue light shield above it. It looked like a hemispherical barrier covering the top of the Duanshan Mountain.

Normal.

There are 108 large stones in the barrier, and above each large stone, there is a pitch-black gate, as if connecting the inside of the mountain.

On a high platform in the center of Duanshan, there was a green and transparent person sitting at this moment.

The transparent man sat cross-legged, and the wind was rising all over his body, constantly gathering towards the transparent man. No, it seemed that this transparent man was formed by countless winds.

The transparent man was like a dead person, sitting quietly cross-legged on the platform, overlooking the 108 dark gates.

Yan Chuan stepped onto a surrounding mountain and also saw the scenery around him.

There are ten mountains in all directions, and thousands of people are gathering at this moment, not only people, but also monsters.

Confrontation between north and south.
To be continued...