Kunlun Mountain is also known as Kunlun Xu, the largest sacred mountain in China, Kunlun Hill or Yushan. It has a prominent position in the cultural history of the Chinese nation as the "ancestor of all mountains" and the ancients called Kunlun Mountain the "ancestor of dragon veins" in China.

Ancient mythology believes that there is a god "The Queen Mother of the West" living in Kunlun Mountains. He has a human head and leopard body, served by two blue birds. He is a Taoist god, and he is divided into two Taoist kings and kings to control men and women to cultivate immortals and lead them to the heavenly world.

At this moment, helicopters were passing through the clouds, which really gave people a feeling of entering a fairyland. Fang Yi and others could detect that the spiritual energy in the air in the mountain seemed to be more abundant than outside. It can be seen that in ancient times, this place was indeed a fairy temple.

Helicopters do not fly fast, and flying in Kunlun Mountain is very dangerous, because peaks of six or seven thousand meters will appear in front of them, and the snow on the mountain will not melt all year round. The flying height of helicopters is often four or five thousand meters. When encountering such a mountain, they can only go around from the side.

There was insufficient oxygen in the mountains, and Song Xiaojun's face turned pale. He had already sucked oxygen at this moment. It was obvious that the trip to Kunlun Mountain was not very pleasant to him.

It took more than two hours before the helicopter slowly lowered its height. At this time, what appeared in front of Fang Yi and others was a mountain lined with mountains on both sides, forming an extremely huge and empty canyon in the middle.

Below the helicopter, there is a manually sorted tarmac, and there are several rows of houses. There are some alpine yaks and camels behind the house. When the sound of the plane was heard, several people walked out of the house.

"Mr. Fang, we can only land here."

After the plane landed stably, Song Xiaojun took the oxygen tube in his mouth and said, "If we move forward, there will be a magnetic field reaction. A helicopter has crashed before, so we can only take a camel in, and the materials are transported in this way."

"This is a formation!"

Fang Yi looked at the canyon in the distance, his face was very solemn. When he was in the air, Fang Yi could see that half of the Death Valley, which was more than 100 kilometers, was shrouded in a huge magic circle.

Fang Yi really couldn't imagine what kind of cultivator could set up such a large formation. When Fang Yi saw this magic array, he understood that the so-called lightning strike or sudden death were all caused by the formation.

Not to mention ordinary people with no cultivation, even Fang Yi rashly entered this kind of formation and would probably suffer a considerable loss. If it were Si Yuanjie and Wei Mingcheng, they might have fallen into this place.

"This place is quite dangerous, how can we get in?"

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Wei Mingcheng looked deep into the canyon, his eyes full of fear. With his current cultivation level, he could also sense danger. This looked a bit like a canyon in a large plain. In Wei Mingcheng's eyes, it was like the big mouth of a giant beast, ready to swallow the person entering.

"It's okay on the periphery, but you can't go too deep." Although Fang Yi couldn't see through the mystery of this formation, he could still see where to start entering the formation. As long as he didn't enter the five miles of the Death Valley, there was basically no danger.

"Mr. Fang, let's go in." Song Xiaojun walked over with four camels and said, "Let's ride camels and go in faster. There are a lot of gravel falling from the mountain in this canyon, which is not easy to walk."

"Just just sit a camel by yourself, we don't need it." Fang Yi waved his hand and said, "How did you contact the people inside? The mobile phone in this place is no longer available, right?"

Fang Yi looked at the watch when he got off the plane just now, and he found that the pointer of the watch was no longer moving. Even if the watch was like this, the phone would definitely not be able to be used.

"Send a signal to the designated location inside, and they will come out to answer it."

Song Xiaojun did not explain much. He knew that Fang Yi and others were not ordinary people. He immediately sat on a camel's back. If he was allowed to walk in, Song Xiaojun would have to walk for at least half a day on four or five miles.

"Signal Gun?"

When he arrived at a place two or three hundred meters away from the formation, Song Xiaojun got off the camel. Fang Yi also knew how he contacted the people in the formation, because Song Xiaojun took out a signal gun from his backpack, pulled the trigger, and the signal flare flew high into the sky, and then emitted a red smoke, which could be seen even more than ten miles away.

Shortly after the signal flare took off, Fang Yi saw two figures suddenly appearing more than two hundred meters in front of him. They seemed to have come out of another space and appeared in front of Fang Yi and others without any warning.

From the outside, the dress and clothing of these two people are the same as ordinary people, but Fang Yi and others can detect the fluctuations in the spiritual energy of each other. There is no doubt that these two people are cultivators, but their cultivation is average. One is a congenital cultivator, and the other middle-aged man is cultivating in the early stages of Qi training.

"Xiao Song, aren't you here to deliver supplies this time?"

The younger innate cultivator looked at Fang Yi and others carelessly, and then looked at Song Xiaojun. Obviously, he could not see the cultivation level of Fang Yisi Yuanjie and Wei Mingcheng in the Qi training stage.

"Mr. Liu, this time my seventh uncle asked me to send a few gentlemen over."

When Song Xiaojun saw the visitor, he quickly took out two wooden boxes from his backpack, handed them respectfully, and said, "Mr. Liu, the best Cuban cigar, this time I came here for a hurry and only got two boxes. Next time I will bring you and Mr. Wu a few more boxes."

"Xiao Song, I'll bring me some batteries next time. The machine you brought last time is out of power again and it's too slow to charge." The young man, who was called Mr. Liu, reached out to take the cigar, but he was not very polite when talking to Song Xiaojun, and he didn't look at Fang Yi and others.

"Xiao Song, this is Mr. Fang, right?"

The innate cultivator could not see the depth of Fang Yi and others, but the middle-aged man could see it at a glance. Among these three, two of them were equal to their own cultivation, but the other one could not see the level of his level.

"Old Wu, Mr. Fang is a friend of Uncle Qi, and I would like to ask you to send them in." Song Xiaojun was very polite to the middle-aged man because Song Tianyu once told him that Mr. Wu and Song Tianyu are brothers of the same generation, and they must be respectful in their words.

"What trouble? Brother Fang is willing to go to the world of cultivators. That is the honor of our world of cultivators." Mr. Wu waved his hand to Song Xiaojun, stepped forward and hugged Fang Yi, and said, "My name is Wu Qianyu. Brother Fang has heard of his name for a long time. We are still guessing when you can come to the world of cultivators."

"You're welcome, I'll bother you this time." Fang Yi also replied with a greeting and said with a smile: "I'm just an unknown young man in the world, and I'm not worthy of the concern of the senior brothers in the world of cultivators."

"You can't say that."

Wu Qianyu smiled and shook his head, saying, "If you have this level of cultivation in the cultivator world, that's really nothing, but Senior Brother Fang can cultivate to this level in this secular world without spiritual energy. Such talent is not something that can be described as genius."

"Uncle Master, what kind of cultivation is this senior?"

The younger cultivator next to him never closed his mouth after hearing the conversation between the two. He did not expect that the man who looked younger than him would actually make the uncle, who is a cultivator in the Qi training stage, attach so much importance to it.

"Greater than me, what kind of cultivation do you think you have?" Wu Qianyu glared at the young man in anger, and felt a little angry. It would be fine if he usually beat Qiu Feng to people in the secular world, but this time he lost face in front of Fang Yi and others.

"It's hard, is it the senior in the Foundation Establishment Stage?"

The young man was shocked by Wu Qianyu's words. He was a congenital cultivator. Moreover, because of his poor qualifications, he basically stopped the idea of ​​advancing to the Qi training stage. He was stationed in this place. He usually never saw a master of the sect. The most recent time was the alchemy master, but with his identity, he could not get close to him.

"I'm still in the Qi training period." Fang Yi smiled and waved his hand, saying, "I'm going to both of you this time."

"No trouble, no trouble." Wu Qianyu said quickly: "In the past ten years, our sect has been stationed in the teleportation array. What's the point of bringing a few people in, but if other sects are stationed here, it will be a little trouble."

After hearing what Wu Qianyu said, Fang Yi realized that the teleportation array in Kunlun Mountain was controlled by several major sects in the Cultivator Realm, and within the Cultivator Realm, near the 100,000 mountains, they were also controlled and defended by major sects in turn. I don’t know how many years have passed down.

"Then let's go, this time I mainly send them two in."

Fang Yi nodded and introduced Wei Mingcheng and Si Yuanjie to Wu Qianyu. He did not dare to neglect the two Wu Qianyu at all. After all, he is a hopeless person to advance, while Si Yuanjie and Wei Mingcheng are still young.

"Senior Brother Wu, who built this magic circle?" After entering the formation behind Wu Qianyu, Fang Yi asked. He did not arrange two words but used the word "build", but because Fang Yi didn't believe that such a large magic circle was arranged by one person.

"I really don't know this."

Wu Qianyu shook his head and said, "I don't know how many years this magic circle has existed. Some people even say it was passed down from ancient times. Let alone me, even the ancestors in the sect may not know."

"Maybe it really passed down from ancient times." Fang Yi nodded when he heard this and said, "The spiritual energy of the Kunlun Mountains has been absorbed here. I guess only the ancient powerful people can do such a method."

Although there was a little spiritual energy in the air outside the formation, Fang Yi noticed that the spiritual energy suddenly became abundant. Even if it was not as good as the spiritual energy of Wanbeast Mountain, it was more than a hundred times stronger than outside the formation.
Chapter completed!