Putting his doubts aside for the moment, Su He devoted himself to understanding the knowledge of the formation.
Jiyu was originally a formation set up on a flying boat to increase its speed, but it was modified by the Phoenix Clan to make it more suitable for them.
Su He originally wanted to put one on each wing to increase his speed several times, but he didn't expect Feng Chaofei to do this.
Having only mastered the most basic knowledge of formations in Li Nanyuan, what Feng Chaofei sent almost required him to learn from scratch. Based on Su He's IQ, he felt that it would take at least ten years to fully master the knowledge of formations.
Fortunately, there are dice and fortunately, six times the speed.
Su He is addicted to studying.
The small Jian Gua in the inner world has been in a state of fun, flashing and spinning around Mount Tai'a. It will take another two months at most to completely condense.
With every breath Su He took, a huge source of the world's origin came from the suppressed area and kept pouring into his inner world.
The inner world is consolidating visibly.
The mountains no longer collapsed at random, and the sea no longer roared wantonly. Everything became quiet.
Su He didn't move at all, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.
The chaos outside rolled and fell on the conjunctiva of the suppressed earth, trying to return the suppressed earth to chaos, but as soon as it landed, it was pulled in and fell into the volcano. The magma in the volcano rolled, shattering the chaos and turning it into the pure breath of the world's origin.
Part of it was used to maintain the operation of the formation, part of it was absorbed by the Jian Gua above, and part of it fell on Su He.
Cycle, tranquility.
Time passed by little by little, one day, one year. In the chaos, the scene was always like this, and I didn't know how many years it would take.
…
A beautiful figure is walking on the Arctic ice field.
Su Huanian held the sword in his left hand and closed his eyes, feeling the chill that penetrated his bones. All his aura of stepping on the sky was gone, and he looked like a mortal.
Suddenly she opened her eyes and looked towards the north. A golden light shot out and appeared in the sky. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of her and suddenly stopped in front of her. It turned out to be a bronze mirror as big as a shield.
Su He's aura emanated from the bronze mirror. An arrow in the bronze mirror first pointed to the northwest, and then suddenly pointed to the north.
In the chaos, the distance is unknown, and the direction is unknown. Su He's suppression is always changing position.
Su Huanian felt the breath of Su He in the bronze mirror and smiled, so beautiful that even the ice and snow seemed to slow down. She lightly tapped, and the bronze mirror shrank and was hung on her waist, flashing with golden light. It was about to actively part the ice and snow to make way for her.
Su Huanian bit by bit stopped his magical power, and the snowstorm started again. Su Huanian continued to walk towards the northeast.
The wind and snow were everywhere, but it was not difficult. This kind of wind and snow did not hinder her at all, and even had a significant effect.
Su Huanian walked on foot, just experiencing the wind and snow.
The wind and snow on the Arctic ice field are completely different from the wind and snow on the top of the snowy mountain at home. It is more wild and murderous here.
Every snowflake is like a sharp sword, which can kill people if it falls on them.
Su Huanian walked another thirty or fifty miles, frowned slightly, turned her head and looked behind her, and saw several beams of light rushing across the sky, passing her, but then turned back, and dropped their swords to surround her.
In the wilderness, we were strangers. This was no longer a provocation, but a declaration of war.
The five men were all wearing snow-white clothes. As soon as they landed, they approached Su Huanian. The leader flipped a token in his hand. There were two gold-plated ancient seal characters "Gui Zang" on the token.
This is someone from Guizanggu. Guizanggu is quite powerful, with two people at the second level of stepping on the sky in charge, which makes it much more powerful than Qingyuanmen.
The middle-aged man in the lead looked at Su Huanian, a greed flashed in his eyes, and he raised the token in his hand: "Gui Zang has issued an order to recruit cultivators from all directions, and fellow Taoists, please follow his orders!"
Su Huanian frowned, and heard a voice in his ears: "Daoyou, be careful! They are from Guizang Valley, you must not leave with them. I will attack the man you are dealing with, Daoyou, please retreat quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light rose out of thin air and pierced the heart of the man in the west from behind. The sword energy on the sword light suddenly exploded, instantly destroying the man's meridians and internal organs, and then swung back and threw the man who surrounded Su Huanian away, leaving a gap.
A middle-aged man in white appeared out of nowhere in the snow.
Su Huanian turned to look at him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
As soon as the man appeared, the remaining four people from Guizang Valley rushed over with swords. The man blocked with his sword and said to Su Huanian urgently: "Daoyou, please leave quickly! This is a great enemy in our sect. Don't let him get hurt."
"Don't leave!" He had just finished shouting when the man from Guizang Valley who had just shown his token stabbed Su Huanian with a sword: "It's clear that your accomplices won't let you go! Why don't you surrender and follow me back..."
Before he could finish his words, the snow and wind around him suddenly swirled, a gust of snow mist drifted by, and his whole body turned into ice and snow, then dispersed and was blown away by the wind and snow.
There is no trace, as if this person had never existed.
Not only him, but the other three people as well as the bodies that were stabbed to death on the ground were all like this.
The man who wanted to save Su Huanian was stunned, then bowed his head and said, "I didn't know that the fairy was so advanced in Taoism. I hope you will forgive me for disturbing her."
Su Huanian looked at him: "Are they looking for you?"
The man bowed and said, "Yes, I am Ran Hou of Huanxue Sect." He smiled bitterly and said, "A few days ago, we had a chance to open the sect's forbidden area, and a rosy glow came out. The five people from Gui Zanggu thought that there was a treasure in our sect and wanted to rob it."
Su Huanian was not interested in what he said. He just looked at him and asked, "Where did you get the skill of hiding in the snow?"
Ran Hou looked up, not knowing why this powerful fairy was curious about this, but still answered: "It is the Taoist method passed down by our Huanxue Sect for thousands of years, but only the masters of the past generations can practice it. If the fairy wants to..."
There was a flash of struggle in his eyes. How could the sect inheritance be taken lightly? But compared to the inheritance, the disciples of Yishan were more important.
He just managed to escape the fight between two powerful men, a turtle and a man, a few months ago, and now he is being targeted by Gui Zanggu again. If a mere technique can be exchanged for the blessing of the fairy in front of him, then even if he becomes the prodigal son of that sect, what does it matter if he gives away his technique
Before he could finish his words, the fairy in front of him disappeared out of thin air.
Gone
Ran Hou was suddenly at a loss, but at this moment he saw a fairy in front of him, emerging from the wind and snow in an extremely slow manner.
It's not that he left, it's that he became invisible. But this kind of invisibility...
Ran Hou was stunned. This was clearly the secret of their Huanxue Sect, the sect's invisibility technique.
This... this, could this fairy be a hidden ancestor of the sect? She came back after learning of the sect's difficulties? There is a legend in the sect that the ancestors were very wealthy.
"Fairy, this technique of the fairy..."
"I created it myself." Su Huanian replied. This method of invisibility was created by her in the Bailing Small World after Su He lent her the Snow Hidden Magic Power several times. It has certain magical properties.
The skills of the leader of the Huanxue Sect in front of her were almost identical to the invisibility technique she created herself!
This kind of thing is almost impossible to happen, unless there is a woman who also falls in love with a dragon turtle, and the dragon turtle lends its own snow-hiding magical power to the woman, and the woman also happens to be of water attribute, and is more inclined to ice and snow attributes.
One also has to be like Su Huanian and master the inheritance of ancient martial arts to create such an invisibility technique.
Besides her, only Su He masters this technique.
Ran Hou opened his mouth in shock, as if he had seen the most impossible thing in the world.
There are no two leaves in the world that are exactly alike, and there are no martial arts that are exactly the same. So, the woman in front of me—the ancestor has been resurrected
Bah! Slap your mouth! Did the ancestor never enter Nirvana, but returned today after traveling? It is normal for such a great being to travel through the heavens and the myriad worlds for thousands of years.
His breathing became heavier.
But then there was a bolt from the blue.
The cold voice of the ancestor in front of him came: "I am not your ancestor."
Ran Hou's brain was not working properly for a moment, and he stood there in a daze. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
…
The Arctic glaciers are covered in snow, but the East Cloud Mountains are steaming with heat, and summer has already arrived. Cicadas are buzzing, streams are gurgling, and there are birds, beasts, insects, and fish.
With hundreds of sects gone, Dongyun, which used to be full of bloodshed and chaos, has completely calmed down. After a few years of settling down and competing with hundreds of beasts, it is now full of vitality.
A group of wild deer were lost in the woods. The nearest predators were on the other side of the mountain. It was quiet and peaceful here, with the sound of deer calling.
One fawn even let go and ran away from its mother on the grass. It looked at the stream less than half a meter ahead, took a few steps back, and leaped. Leap! Leap
He jumped up but did not land. The deer looked back in surprise and saw a young man rising from the ground, opening his arms and hugging him, preventing him from falling into the stream.
Reassuring tight!
Zong Sunye put the fawn down, gave it a light kick on the butt, and kicked it towards the mother deer.
The little deer cried and protested, and the mother deer protected it behind her. She was not afraid of the man by the stream. She did not sense any danger from the man, but rather a very friendly feeling. When her eyes fell on him, she felt more at ease than ever.
Zong Sunye looked at the deer, at the grass under their feet, then looked up at the woods, streams, and mountains ahead, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
The last time Qing Lei merged him with the mountain soul, he woke up after the fusion was complete, but he only woke up for a moment and then lay on the mountains and rivers before merging into them. He did not wake up completely until today.
The feeling that the mountain is me and I am the mountain completely arises in my mind, and I can move mountains, rivers, and trees as I please with my mind. I can make mountains rise, move trees, and change the course of rivers.
However, this operation consumes a lot of his energy, and Zong Sunye still doesn't know how to replenish it.
He could no longer practice cultivation. He was no longer a human being. In essence, he was just this mountain. Even the name Zong Sunye sounded unfamiliar to him.
I feel from the bottom of my heart that I should be called Dongyun.
Even if it condenses into a human form, it is still essentially a mountain, without internal organs, bones, flesh and blood, not to mention the mind and intention necessary for a cultivator to practice.
Even his former thunder-attributed body has become what it is today—he can't quite explain what his attributes are now.
Earth? Metal? Wood? Water
It seems to be both, but also neither. The attribute is probably a mountain!
He possesses everything that the mountain has.
Dongyun Mountain runs from north to south, starting from Huanhai Bamboo Forest in the north, connecting to Qingcheng in the south, facing Yunmengze in the west, and Xuantian Fairyland in the east.
It is not too big, nor too small. Everything is within sight.
Zong Sunye looked towards the direction of Qingyuan Gate. At this moment, in the entire Dongyun Mountain Range, only the Qingyuan Gate had a slightly weaker sense of vibration. It was slightly disturbed by the sect's energy.
If he could be a little stronger, this interference would no longer exist.
Zong Sunye waved his hand, and a elk came running over. He flipped over and rode the elk towards Qingyuan.
In fact, the mountain is him. He can completely disappear here and regroup in Qingyuan.
However, it was the first time for the mountain god to go out, so he had to inspect the mountains. When the elk passed by, the grass and trees swayed and all the animals jumped for joy. The elk ran without feeling tired, and even ran faster and faster.
As he was running, he felt his body lighten. He looked up and saw that the man who had been sitting on his back had summoned a golden eagle at some point and was sitting on the eagle's back, waving at him.
The elk was furious, and cried out to the golden eagle, and leaped up to knock the eagle away and get the man back. This jump was 150 feet high, and it seemed like it was really going to hit the golden eagle.
But the man reached out and touched his forehead, and he felt a sense of comfort, and then fell down again and landed on the ground.
"Go, go! I'll look for you when I go out later." Zong Sunye waved his hand.
"Yo Yo~"
The elk ran back, calling out. It was clearly not a strange animal, but it had some of the charm of a strange animal.
"Cry!" The golden eagle cried out and carried him straight to Qingyuan at an extremely fast speed. However, Dongyun was too big for it. Even with the help of the mountain god, it did not reach Qingyuan until late at night.
Zong Sunye waved to the golden eagle, jumped off the eagle and landed on Wolf King Mountain. His tombstone on the mountain was spotless, and Si Ze, dressed in red, sat in front of the tombstone, drank a sip of wine and cursed him.
The "brother" and "sister" on the tombstone had been changed at some point to read "The tomb of the bastard Zong Sunye, established by the master Si Zeli."
Zong Sunye just felt a headache, and suddenly his eyes rolled and his figure disappeared.
Si Ze took a big gulp of wine, cursed again as if he was still not satisfied, and kicked the tombstone.
At this moment, an illusory hand stretched out from the tombstone and grabbed her ankle. A piercing chill ran through her ankle and went straight into her heart and lungs.
Si Ze, who was still drunk, suddenly sobered up. He stepped on the ground with his other foot, did a backflip to break free of Bing's hand, and landed with the black gun barrel on his shoulder, loaded with animal tusk shells, aiming at the tombstone with a cold face: "Who are you sneaking around? Get out!"
A faint voice rose from the tomb: "My wife... I am so miserable, I am so miserable..."
Si Ze was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage, and fired a cannon at Zong Sunye's grave. The grave exploded and the coffin was lifted up, and the grave, the coffin, and the ashes inside flew all over the sky.
Zong Sunye was stunned and stood quietly at the bottom of the grave, looking at his ashes floating in the air, at a loss as to what to do.
Really, crush the bones and scatter ashes
He looked up at the furious Si Ze frame by frame, and blinked dully: "Master, Senior Sister, well, are you repaying kindness with enmity?"
Have you forgotten that I saved your life
"Bastard!" Si Ze looked at him, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he raised the cannon barrel and fired another animal tusk shell.
boom!
One shot and all the ashes were gone.
Zong Sunye looked even more dazed.
The blue wolf of Wolf King Mountain huddled in a corner with its tail between its legs, looking aggrieved. This is its mountain! Why did this woman blow up its mountain
But the new leader of the previous sect came and beat him up several times, and told him that if the woman came to any harm in Wolf King Mountain, he would flatten Wolf King Mountain and kill her for meat.
Can't afford to offend!
It took a few steps back. It missed the camel more than the woman. I wonder where the camel has gone. Maybe someone has caught it and eaten its meat.
"Bastard!" Si Ze fired another shot.
"asshole!"
Zong Sunye jumped up and down: "Senior sister, senior sister! It's me, it's me!"
Si Ze couldn't hold back his tears any longer, and cried and cursed: "Asshole! Why did you come to me now! Uncle Su said that you could have condensed it a long time ago!"
Zong Sunye was stunned: "Which uncle Su?"
Si Ze bit his lip and watched him finally put down the cannon: "Su Huanian, Uncle Su."
She originally thought that Zong Sunye had died long ago, but one day, Uncle Su, whom she had never met before, suddenly sent her a letter via flying sword, telling her that Zong Sunye was not dead.
Uncle Longgui asked the elders of the clan to condense him and turned him into the God of Dongyun Mountain.
She didn't know what the mountain god was, but she knew that her junior brother was alive!
But Master Su clearly said that this bastard should have gathered in winter! But he didn't come to her until now.
After Si Ze finished scolding and beating him, he wanted to raise his hand to touch him, but he was afraid it was just a dream, so he tried several times but didn't dare to do it.
Finally, Zong Sunye smiled, took a step forward, and suddenly hugged her in his arms.
Real touch, real chest, not a dream, not a fantasy.
Si Ze burst into tears.
Punching him in the chest again and again.
After an unknown amount of time, she finally stopped crying and looked up at him: "Why did it take so long?"
Zong Sunye shrugged, "I don't know! It condensed a long time ago, but then fell into a deep sleep in the mountains for half a year, and just woke up now."
This kind of thing is beyond his control.
"Okay!" Si Ze let him hold her, tears falling one by one, just holding her quietly. After an unknown amount of time, he raised his head again: "I asked Uncle Su if you have any more tasks to do as a mountain god? What are they? I'll go with you to do them!"
Zong Sunye shook his head: "I don't know either, but I guess it's the man at the bottom of Dongyun Mountain!"
"Um?"
Zong Sunye didn't want to lie to her, so he smiled and said, "I'll tell you in secret, you're not allowed to tell anyone else. There's a person buried under Dongyun Mountain... or a corpse?"
"I guess Senior Longgui's target is that existence. But it doesn't matter. Anyway, he definitely doesn't want me to do anything right now. Although I am Dong Yunshan, I can't even get close to that person."
He could clearly see every blade of grass and every tree on Dongyun Mountain. Even if it was difficult for the Qingyuan Sect to be perceived by the outside world, that was just a difficulty.
However, he couldn't get close to that existence at the foot of Dongyun Mountain. He just had a vague sense that it should be a human form.
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