When Yan Chuan arrived, the three skeletons suddenly turned their heads to look at Yan Chuan. wWw,QuanBen-XiaoShuo,CoM
"Yin acupoint mouth? Is this the point made by a Feng Shui master?" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
Yan Chuan did not break in, nor did the three skeletons come out.
Yan Chuan slowly backed away, and quickly checked around.
Not long after, I saw a'yin acupoint opening' again. Yan Chuan became more solemn.
Around the periphery of the foggy area, I quickly searched for it.
This search unexpectedly found nearly a hundred Yin acupoint openings.
"What a powerful Feng Shui master!" Yan Chuan said in surprise.
In my mind, unconsciously, thinking of a person is the Feng Yin and Yang that Liang Jing met.
"Could it be him?" Yan Chuan frowned.
After thinking about it, Yan Chuan no longer struggled with this matter, but took a deep breath and flipped his hands out to take out a compass.
A silver compass was the one left after the death of Poison Master Yanjing.
Looking at the compass, Yan Chuan forced out some blood with his fingers.
Essence and blood dripped into the Tianchi in the center of the compass, and the compass suddenly spun slowly.
The compass made a light mark against a large rock.
"Om!"
A compass imprint appeared on the big stone, and a peculiar symbol was once again written on the imprint with blood.
"call!"
The mark disappeared, as if it had penetrated into the stone.
Following the same procedure, Yan Chuan found nearly a hundred stones to do the same thing, and while doing it, he walked towards the foggy area.
Gradually, Yan Chuan disappeared into the forest and stepped into the foggy area.
When Yan Chuan disappeared, a figure in a black robe suddenly appeared in front of one of the stones.
The black robe is embroidered with silky clouds, which is the yin and yang of Yan Chuan.
Feng Yinyang looked at Yan Chuan's back, there was a moment of silence, then turned his hand to the stone in front of him and waved lightly.
"Om!"
The mark that penetrated into the stone suddenly appeared again.
"He also knows Feng Shui? What kind of symbol is this?"
"Feng Shui in the world goes from the north to the south, and there is a ancestral court in the north and the south. No, this is not the technique of the north, nor is it my southern technique? And this Yan Chuan is not a feng shui at all, and can be skillfully applied by people who do not practice feng shui. , This technique must have matured to the extreme, is there a third feng shui genre in the world?" Feng Yinyang asked in surprise.
Looking at Yan Chuan disappearing in the fog, he was silent for a while: "Yan Chuan?"
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The fog was rolling, Yan Chuan had the experience of the previous life, did not hesitate much, and soon entered the depths of the fog.
"call!"
After dozens of miles of dense fog, I suddenly stepped into the fog-free area in the center.
The infinite fog suddenly disappeared.
Suddenly, his eyes opened up.
Ten peaks surround a broken mountain in the center.
Broken Mountain seems to be cut off. The mountain break is ten miles in diameter, and there is a large blue mask above it. It was like a hemispherical barrier covering the top of Broken Mountain.
Inside the enchantment, there are one hundred and eight big rocks, and on each big stone, there is a dark gate, which seems to be connected to the inside of the mountain.
And on a high platform in the center of Broken Mountain, a green transparent person was sitting at this moment.
The transparent person sits cross-legged, the wind is blowing all over, and the transparent person is constantly gathering. No, it seems that this transparent person is formed by countless winds.
The transparent person is like a dead thing, sitting cross-legged quietly on a high platform, overlooking one hundred and eight dark gates.
Yan Chuan set foot on a surrounding mountain peak, and also saw the scenery of the Quartet.
There are ten big mountains in the four directions, and thousands of people are gathering at this moment, not only people, but also demons.
Confrontation between north and south.
To the south, there are all cultivators, headed by the noble Gu Yue Shengzi. Four thousand repairers stood behind him. All of them looked serious.
To the north, there is a monster race. The head is the arrogant Demon Tianshang! Behind Yao Tianshang stood eight humanoid monsters and about four thousand demon kings. There are wolves, snakes, bears, and leopards, all of which are powerful.
Gu Yue Shengzi, Yao Tianshang, neither of the two forces stepped into the center of Broken Mountain.
Maybe you have already stepped in, but you haven't entered at this moment.
Demon Tianshang confronted Gu Yue, and the two of them coldly looked at each other, their swords drawn at each other, as if they were going to war at any time.
The sudden appearance of Yan Chuan suddenly relaxed the atmosphere of the two parties' swords.
Almost at the same time, all eyes suddenly focused on Yan Chuan.
A hint of surprise flashed through the look of Yaotianshang.
Gu Yue Shengzi's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Yan Chuan unexpectedly.
"Yan Chuan? Are you still alive?" Wei Wei's expression changed.
Obviously, the news of the blood demon Yan Chuan did not come. Perhaps the people who had followed Yan Chuan had not arrived here yet.
Looking at Wei Wei, Yan Chuan showed a sneer: "Leader Wei, it's really a big deal to pursue and kill the sect!"
"Hmph, your kid has a big life! You walked here alive, but your good days are over." Wei Wei said coldly.
While speaking, Wei Wei squeezed his fist, as if he was about to kill Yan Chuan.
"Hey, Brother Yan, why are you here!" A voice suddenly came from the crowd.
Amidst the mountain peaks of cultivators, a man in Confucian robes quickly walked out, who was an oriental decent man.
"Huh?" Everyone was slightly puzzled.
"Are you here early?" Yan Chuan frowned.
"Of course, I can fly, you can only walk, I am definitely faster than you!" Dongfang decent smiled.
"What about the old woman?" Yan Chuan smiled.
"Uh!" Dongfang Zhengpai's face was stiff.
"Who are you?" Wei Wei said coldly.
Standing next to Yan Chuan, the Eastern Decent School looked at Wei Wei and said, "In the Xia Julu Academy, the Eastern Decent School, I have seen you fellow Taoists!"
"Big Confucianism?" There was a voice of surprise from all around him.
"Julu Academy?" Wei Wei frowned slightly.
"Hmph, you said you are a great scholar in Julu Academy, you are it? Why have I never heard of you?" Wei Wei shouted.
Julu Academy is a big mountain, or it would be difficult for Wei Wei to start with Yan Chuan if he didn't move away.
"Boy Wen Ruo, tell him who I am!" Dongfang Zheng said to Mr. Wen Ruo.
When Dongfang Decent opened his mouth, everyone looked at Mr. Wen Ruo. After all, many people knew that Mr. Wen Ruo was originally the Young Master of Julu Academy.
"I have seen Mr. Dongfang! Mr. Dongfang is indeed a great scholar of Julu Academy!" Mr. Wen Ruo smiled bitterly.
"Huh?" Wei Wei's expression changed.
"Have you heard? If you want to be presumptuous to me, you are declaring war on my Julu Academy!" Dongfang decent shouted.
Wei Wei's face was stiff.
Gu Yue Shengzi stared at Dongfang Decent. With a faint smile: "Oriental decent? What are you doing? Do you want to fight with me on behalf of Julu Academy?"
When the Gu Yue Shengzi spoke, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Dongfang Decent face changed suddenly, and then a smile appeared: "How can I, how can I dare to fight with Saint Son? I'll just pass by here, come and have a look, come and have a look, you continue!"