On the coast of the East China Sea, winds and clouds are surging, turbid waves are rolling, and countless black clouds rise in rows from where the sea and the sky meet, slowly pressing towards the coastline. Looking from a distance, it looks like the mountains are about to fall, and the sky and the earth are coming together.

The mountains are winding for hundreds of miles, and there are many mountains. Among them, four monks are cutting through thorns and thorns, walking through the dense forest. Although the journey is difficult, they often have to find their way through the tangled vine roots, but the four monks are still well-dressed.

They were clean and dust-free, with precious aura flowing faintly around their bodies, and their skin was as smooth and tender as a baby's. It was obvious that they had accomplished quite a lot in cultivation. They stopped and walked, wandering and exploring in streams, rocks, and caves from time to time. The leader was a man who looked to be in his thirties.

A 6-year-old man holds the Qiankun Disk in his hand. Every time he walks a certain distance, he observes the sky and terrain, and then carefully looks at the Qiankun Disk in his hand to decide which direction to go.

When he turned around a stone beam, the Qiankun Disk in the man's hand suddenly buzzed, and his whole body emitted a faint light. The man's energy suddenly perked up. He looked at the surrounding mountains and terrain, and then made some calculations with great concentration. He suddenly raised his head, and in his eyes

It truly reflects a lone peak reaching into the sky!

The man pointed towards Juefeng and said happily: "Junior Brother Zhang, Junior Brother Zhao, Junior Sister Luo! It seems that the rare treasure is there, please work harder!" When the three of them heard this, they were overjoyed.

All fatigue is swept away.

The peak is still dozens of miles away from the three of them, but this distance is nothing to the ascetics. The four of them each offered magic weapons, and unexpectedly rose up one by one, flying staggeringly towards the peak.

An hour later, the four people landed on the top of the peak one by one. They all looked a little embarrassed. It seemed that the strong wind at the top of the peak had caused them a lot of suffering.

The peak of this peak is not big, only about a mile in diameter. The leading man took out the Qiankun Disk again, and just after injecting the true essence, the Qiankun Disk suddenly shined brightly, and exploded into pieces with a long clang!

The man's left hand was blown to pieces, but his face was filled with shock and ecstasy. What kind of treasure does it take to have such treasure that it can be so strong that it can blow up the secret treasure wheel passed down by the sect!?

Fortunately, the peak is not big. If the Dingbao Wheel is lost, it won’t take much time for the four of them to search it all over. Sure enough, the four of them had just searched half a circle on the top of the peak when Junior Brother Zhang pointed forward and shouted: "Then

What is it!"

Everyone gathered in a hurry and saw a flat ground like a mirror in front of them. A young Taoist priest was lying on his back looking at the sky, lying peacefully and peacefully.

The four of them had never expected to see anyone on the top of this peak, and they all backed away in shock. But the young Taoist priest did not move, as if he had been on this peak for thousands of years.

The four of them gradually became more courageous. They slowly approached and looked intently. Only then did they realize that the young Taoist priest had an ancient sword stuck in his heart and a three-foot-long iron root that was completely black.

Only then did I realize that this young Taoist priest had been dead for a long time. But why did his body not rot, his face so lifelike, but his eyes looking up to the sky so clear, and his smile so relaxed and calm?

Among the four, the woman surnamed Luo was more thoughtful. She pulled on the senior brother's sleeve and said softly: "Looking at the color of this person's clothes, he seems to be a disciple of the Taoism Sect."

At this time, the four people gradually recovered from the initial panic, and took a few steps closer. Sure enough, they saw the Tao Te Sect's symbol embroidered on the corner of the young Taoist priest's robe. Their expressions changed immediately. One of them said: "How can this man do it?"

Died here? His body is not rotten. He must have died not long ago. There should be no Daode Sect people nearby. If they bump into him, we can't tell. The Daode Sect's real people have just defeated the cultivators all over the world and are in great momentum.

, let’s not get into trouble.”

The man at the head observed carefully, shook his head and said, "Don't be afraid, he must have been dead for a long time. The reason why his body is not rotten must be because there is a treasure nearby and his body is soaked in the treasure's aura."

The man surnamed Zhang suddenly took a breath of cold air, pointed at the inconspicuous iron rod, and stammered: "The earth...the ends of the earth...the divine iron!"

In an instant, six burning eyes fell on the iron rod, which was so hot that sparks almost appeared on the rod!

I don’t know how long it took for the icy wind on the top of the mountain to wake up the four people who looked like clay and wood sculptures. The woman surnamed Luo said: "What a big piece of iron..." Her voice was dry and hoarse, as if she had just walked out of the desert.

The man surnamed Zhang shook his head vigorously and tried his best to move his eyes away from the iron rod. However, he was attracted by the ancient sword again and said in a harsh voice: "Brother, do you think there is anything weird about this sword?"

The voice of the leading man also became dry and unspeakably unpleasant: "I can't tell what this sword is made of at all. Is it true copper from the Earth Mother? Thousand-year-old wood from the East China Sea? Silver from the Nine Heavens of Ice and Darkness? Or cold crystal iron?

"

Every time he said a name, his face became paler. Saying one sentence simply consumed more spiritual energy than casting several Taoist spells.

The man surnamed Zhang's throat was beating up and down, and he suddenly shouted: "I'll pull it out and have a look!"

As soon as he jumped a foot, his eyes suddenly widened, his legs fell softly, and he fell to the ground. He turned his head with difficulty, barely raised his hand and pointed at his senior brother, and hissed: "You...you..." In one sentence

Before he finished speaking, large balls of blood foamed out of his mouth, and his face quickly turned gray.

The leading man calmly took back a chain dart and rolled it up, and said: "Junior Brother Zhang, don't blame me. You are not on good terms with us to begin with. It doesn't matter if these treasures are separated."

Blood was dripping from the head of the chain dart, and the face of the originally calm and kind senior brother turned out to be so ferocious at this moment!

"Junior Brother Zhao, Junior Sister Luo..." He turned around and said something, and suddenly saw a difference in the expressions of the two of them. Before he could react, Zhao and Luo each took out a palm and printed it on his heart and lower abdomen respectively.

Place! Although he had secretly filled his body with true energy, Zhao Luo's cultivation was not inferior to him, and he hit the vital point again. The Yin energy in his palm had already smashed his internal organs into a bloody mass.

"You!..." The eldest brother glared at the two of them and tried his best to reach out and grab their throats.

The man surnamed Zhao pushed him to the ground with a casual push, and sneered: "Senior Brother, you were originally not on good terms with me and my junior sister, so this baby is indistinguishable."

The man surnamed Zhao ignored his elder brother who was on the verge of death and smiled evilly at the woman surnamed Luo: "Junior sister, there are only two of you and me left, and there are two treasures. Why don't you take the stick and I take the sword? How about this, junior sister?

There is the iron rod of God, and there is the iron rod of senior brother. It can be said that the two sticks come to the door, and the joy is even greater!"

The woman surnamed Luo laughed and spat, "You're not serious, why don't you go get something quickly, and then push these dead ghosts off the cliff to destroy the corpses and eliminate their traces? Be careful of long nights and lots of dreams!"

The man surnamed Zhao quickly agreed and went to the young Taoist priest. No matter it was the Taoist sect or the elders of his own sect, no one could handle it.

As soon as he walked to the young Taoist priest, a hoarse and cold voice suddenly enveloped the entire peak: "I wanted to continue watching you and wait for the show to continue, but it's a pity that I can't let your dirty hands touch the young master's body. I would have done it earlier."

I’ll save you!”

The voice was cold and cold, hoarse and deep, and it contained murderous intent as heavy as a mountain. It came out of the blue, and both of them were frightened to death. There was a soft click, and a poison-quenched dagger clenched in the woman's hand fell to the ground.

The man surnamed Zhao was sucked upside down by a strong force. Several black lights dispersed, and his limbs were separated from his torso. His residual body rolled on the ground, and from the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the woman's face and the dagger that fell on the ground.

, understood immediately and shouted loudly: "What a vicious woman!"

Before the screams stopped, the severe pain from the severed limbs immediately made him scream. Then the man named Zhao remembered that all his limbs were broken, so he screamed even more miserably.

The woman looked in horror as two monsters who were over ten feet tall, covered in thick black iron armor, and wearing ferocious masks appeared on the top of the mountain. One of them had a huge ax as big as a tabletop, and the ax blade shone with a cold light.

.It was this giant ax that was as light as a butterfly and divided the man named Zhao into five sections. She did not know that these two people were the Endless Sea Honghuang Guards.

Seeing the two fierce faces turning towards her, the woman was sweating profusely and screamed: "Don't come here! Don't come here! Our head of the Danxin Palace is a good friend of the Qingxu Palace, and there are people in Qingxu who banished immortals. You guys will kill them."

I am the enemy of the Immortal!"

But the two murderous men were still approaching step by step. Every clanging sound of armor was like a direct blow to the bottom of her heart. Her legs could no longer support her and she fell to the ground. With trembling hands, she took out a firework from her arms and screamed.

Said: "Don't come over! I'm setting off fireworks! The palace master will know I'm here immediately!"

She pulled it several times before pulling the match rope, and the fireworks shot into the sky.

One of the Great Desolate Guards sneered, and raised his sword, intending to cut off the fireworks. There was a clang sound, and another of the Great Desolate Guards flipped his giant axe, suppressing the sword.

The Honghuang Guard was startled and said: "Fourth Captain, do you still want to let them go?"

It wasn't until the fireworks flew high into the sky and exploded into a gorgeous green dragon that everyone sneered and said, "How can we let them go? Since it is related to the banishment of immortals, and we have been provoked, of course we will kill all men, women, old and young! Let her

After setting off the fireworks, tell the people from the Danxin Palace the exact location, so that they can come to your door on their own! Twenty-two, you still have a lot to learn!"

Twenty-Two immediately understood and praised: "The master did not allow us to leave the area around the Endless Sea, so he found a way to get these monks to come to the door himself. The fourth captain is really smart! What should I do with this woman now?"

Si Leng snorted and said: "Treat it the same way, cut off the limbs and throw them outside. Don't let these people pollute the boundaries of our Endless Sea!"

Twenty-Two responded with a bang, laughed ferociously, and walked towards the woman who was limp on the ground with the giant horse-slaying blade.

At this time, someone behind the two Honghuang guards suddenly said: "You two are so deceitful, do you want to hide it from the master?"

This sound came out of thin air, without warning, and was vague. It echoed in the air. It was impossible to tell where it came from, and it was difficult to distinguish the male from the male. The two Honghuang guards were shocked. However, although they were shocked, they knew that the person coming had unfathomable supernatural powers, but

The prehistoric guards were so ferocious in nature. At that moment, each of them took a step forward, then turned around, holding their swords and axes horizontally, and looked behind them with cold eyes. A fierce murderous aura rose into the night!

A young man with jade-like skin suddenly appeared in a place that was supposed to be empty. Seeing the person clearly, the two Honghuang guards were a little panicked and saluted: "One big man!"

He stood up with his hands behind his back and said, "It's a little inappropriate for you two to do things like this."

Si took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "This... is it necessary to let go of these greedy people who want to desecrate the body of the young master for the sake of banishing an immortal?"

Yi smiled calmly and said: "Who said we should let them go? When I say you are not doing things properly, I mean that you have to hide your ears and steal the bell, so you should do it calmly and gracefully! Fourth, go to the bottom of the mountain and put up a sign in a conspicuous place.

Write like this: Endless sea forbidden land, immortal world detours."

Four and Twenty-Two were stunned at first, and then impressed, so they picked up the bodies of the woman and the three people, and went to do their business with murderous intent.

After the two Luohuang guards left, they looked at the young Taoist priest lying motionless in the center of the peak, sighed softly, took a handful of bamboo shoots from somewhere, and swept the top of the peak clean.

The Ice Prison of the Endless Sea has always been an unparalleled place in the world, but its reputation is not outstanding.

The cell is surrounded by basalt walls, with a radius of thirty feet. It seems like it only takes a few steps to walk from here to there. But if someone really measured it with steps, they would find that they would never be able to touch the wall right in front of them. The top of the head is not deep enough.

The bottom of the deep blue can't be seen even with all your eyesight. Occasionally, there are weak waves flowing. This is the only light source in the dungeon, so the four walls vaguely reflect a little light, and you can see the complicated patterns engraved on the walls.

And the talisman, there are faint water droplets constantly coming out, condensing into ice, and the gas turning into mist.

The mist that spreads everywhere in the prison is extremely dark and cold. If an ordinary person is exposed to the mist, they will immediately feel as if their whole body is being pricked by needles. Then the sting will turn into slight itching and warmth, and then numbness. It does not even take a breath.

, mortals will become stiff, dry, and shattered in this cold mist.

But the clear and gentle sound of prayers kept echoing in the cell, and there was some warmth of spring in this dungeon that was so cold that even the ice could not bear it.

On the bluestone ground, a volume of "Reincarnation" gradually opened to the final chapter.

The sound of blessings still echoed, but "Reincarnation" lay quietly on the bluestone floor, and the page could no longer be turned. So she sighed softly and stopped praying. But the distant blessings still refused to disperse, lingering on the four walls.

After wandering around for hundreds of times, you can still faintly hear it.

A plain hand reached down, wanting to pick up "Reincarnation". The hand's muscles were like jade, and its fingers were slender. They were perfect. A faint halo seemed to float on the edge of the fingertips. But she failed to pick up "Reincarnation".

》.

Qing Yi tried her best to lean down, but her fingertips were still one foot away from "Reincarnation". A soft smile appeared on her quiet little face. They said we were so close, but now we were no longer so close together, it was already a different reincarnation?

In comparison, Yin and Yang are forever separated, which may be much better.

Suddenly I heard a long sigh, and a big, rough hand with calluses visible on the knuckles of the palm reached over, picked up "Reincarnation" and stuffed it into Qing Yi's hand.
To be continued...