It is comfortable to be wild and the mountains are high and low;

Good peaks change everywhere, and the secluded paths are wandering alone.

Behind Shangzhen Sect, there is a place with distant mountains, high sky, and cold water. It is a place where the elders of the sect go to retreat and rest.

This is the sect’s gate, and outsiders are prohibited from entering.

Of course, Sun Heng had a special status in Shangzhen Sect and was also given the title of a guest elder, but it was okay to enter and exit.

The lightning fell to the ground, followed the route of the question and walked along the mountain road for a while, and a cliff next to the abyss suddenly appeared in front of you.

Above the cliff, there is a convex place, and a white-bearded old man was lying on a chair and swaying toward the blue sky.

"But Senior Mei?"

Sun Heng flew near and bowed to the old man: "My younger generation Sun Heng, I want to ask for advice if you have something to do."

"Sun Heng..."

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was very unfamiliar with the name, and at the same time, a wave of spiritual consciousness swept through it.

"I remember, you, the leader of the Shenxiao Sect I received a few years ago?"

"It's the junior."

Sun Heng lowered his head and his eyes moved slightly.

This old man was a little unusual. The fluctuations of the spiritual consciousness just now were so secretly and unpredictable that it was even more profound.

Although the breath was only slightly exposed, the pressure on Sun Heng was no less than that of the Netherworld Corpse Emperor Zhao Hai!

This person is hidden here, but no one knows the outside world. Even the monks within the sect only know that his surname is Mei, and he is a senior.

I don't know anything else!

Sure enough, the sects like the Zhenzong, which have a long history, have a profound foundation that is far beyond those seen on the surface.

"What are you asking for me?"

"I want to find a place."

Sun Heng pondered slightly before continuing to speak: "Because that place has some connection with me, but I have never been there before, I came here to ask for advice from me."

"oh!"

The old man moved his eyes and nodded, "What are the characteristics of that place?"

Sun Heng thought for a while and said, "I only know that there are eight mountains surrounding it, nine waters and one lake, and there is a lot of white-leaf trees, and the others... I don't know."

"That's all?"

The old man frowned: "If this is the case, it's probably not easy to find."

Sun Heng pondered for a moment and spoke again: "There should be a weak spiritual energy there, mostly mortals, with eight mountains of three hundred miles in total, arranged in the shape of Bagua, and there may be a city nearby."

"More detailed than just now."

The old man nodded: "Is there any more?"

Sun Heng confirmed it repeatedly and finally shook his head: "It's gone!"

"Hold on!"

The old man nodded and narrowed his eyes slightly.

In an instant, a hazy halo emerged from him, turning into countless mountains, rivers and rivers that have shrunk by billions of times.

It seems like the entire Northern Region has appeared before my eyes.

After a moment, the old man opened his eyes and called a light of inspiration.

"There are thirteen similar places in total, and the coordinates are all inside. Because of the weak spiritual energy, they are all not the center of gravity of the Jinting power."

"but!"

He continued to speak: "The sun rises and the moon sets, and the ocean changes. If the time is too long, the terrain will change, so it is normal to not find the place you are looking for."

"My younger brother understand."

Sun Heng bowed his head and said, "Thank you for your advice, I will come to thank you again if I have time in the future."

"Go, go!"

The old man closed his eyes and waved his hand boredly.

Sun Heng thanked again and said goodbye with a light of light.

"Shenxiao Sutra!"

Seeing the lightning go far away, the old man said softly: "I'm not old, but I have such strong spiritual power, so I'm afraid I'm a little weird."

"Forget it, forgot!"

"Anyway, don't care about my business, let him go!"

…………

Since returning from the back mountain of Zhenzong, Sun Heng has started to make a lot of purchases again.

All kinds of magical medicines and treasures of heaven and earth were sent to his cave for the next six months.

During this period, he often went to and from major auctions and traded places, and replaced his spirit stones and merits with needed materials.

For a moment, he became a famous person here.

This situation lasted for nearly two years before Sun Heng disappeared from the major venues.

Cave, stone chamber.

Sun Heng sat cross-legged on the cushion and carefully took out the piece of the melting spirit true fire.

This fire has the effect of destroying spiritual power. Even if the Jindan master is infected, it is likely to cause a decline in the realm.

"out!"

Buzz...

The Wuding Ring trembled slightly, appeared from the Dantian, and slowly approached the true fire under Sun Heng's control.

"Sher..."

When the two touched each other, the true fire tangled like a spiritual snake, wrapped the golden ring and burned it slowly.

In Sun Heng's perception, he could clearly detect that the aura of the snake god inside the Wuding Ring was refined little by little.

However, his aura became more and more concise because it could be nourished at all times.

It depends on the progress. It takes less than two years to refine this treasure before the Ruiling True Fire is exhausted.

With a satisfied smile, Sun Heng immediately cast a spell, locking the true fire and the unfixed ring together, and putting it in the corner of the stone chamber.

Then he flipped his hand and took out several items.

There are two treasures, one of which is the rootless pestle that is bought with the Wuding Ring, and the other is a ball of light sand.

This treasure is called Tianxuan Divine Sand, which was taken from Fatty Kang, the leader of the Tuxing Sect.

On that day, Sun Heng got the mirage beast skin and fled. This man was greedy for the treasures on his body to intercept them in the middle, but he did not want to be killed by Sun Heng.

His things naturally took Sun Heng's hands.

This Tianxuan Divine Sand is also a magic weapon, but it does not require much energy to refine it. Just understand the method of manipulation.

Similarly, even if you start refining, without the secret method to control it, it will not be able to exert its power.

And this method is hidden in Fatty Kang’s memory!

"snort!"

Sun Heng hummed lightly, closed his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness fell into the illusion of the sea of ​​consciousness.

In a corner of the illusion, Fatty Kang sat cross-legged, his whole body floating in the air like a dead object, and has not changed for many years.

“It’s useless!”

Sun Heng's voice resounded in the sky: "There is no spiritual energy here, everything is nothingness. Your only remaining soul will not be nourished, and sooner or later it will disappear."

"If you let go of your memory, I can promise to send you into the cycle of reincarnation and never break your promise."

“…”

As always, the other party did not answer.

"Fellow Daoist is really stubborn."

Sun Heng showed his figure in the illusion, but he shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, you can't hold on for a few years anyway. When you think it clearly, just call me. I hope you won't be confused."

He finally glanced at the other person, and with a step forward, he appeared in the ruins.

"Click..."

The crisp sound from his feet made Sun Heng lower his head, but it was a half-legged plaque engraved with the words Chen Jun.

He slowly raised his head, and a scholar in white was standing in the ruins in the distance.

The scholar's eyes were dull and his body was stiff, and his consciousness was completely closed by himself, just like a dead person.

"interesting!"

Sun Hengxing approached and smiled indifferently: "It's obviously just a clone of my thoughts, but he actually has such obsession."

"What a pity! Everything here is fake. Even if I let you go, you are just my thoughts, not the real Sword Scholar."

“Buzz…”

As Sun Heng opened his mouth, the void here was like ripples and ripples, and the houses appeared one after another.

But in the blink of an eye, Chen County, which had become a ruin, emerged again, as before.

"Looking at the bottom, it's better to be a mortal in a daze."

Sun Hengsheng entered the air, shook his head at Scholar Jian, and waved his big hand and broke up his consciousness and reorganized it.
Chapter completed!