Mount Qing Tong was located in the northwestern region of the East Flower Continent. It was a vast plain, and the mountain peak rose from the ground. It was tall and lofty, like a sharp blade. Its color was lush, and its appearance was very strange. It looked like a pillar that had lost half of its length.
When Zhang Yan arrived at this place, it was already nighttime. He looked over from a hundred miles away, and sure enough, he saw the light of treasures soaring into the sky. It was as if the clouds had dyed the sky red, and it illuminated the entire sky. It was even more magnificent than the stars in the sky.
He raised his head and looked over. From time to time, there would be a few streaks of light flashing across the sky like shooting stars. They were cultivators who also wanted to go to Mount Qing Tong.
The commotion in Mount Qing Tong was really too big. In the eyes of many cultivators, if it wasn't the appearance of the Celestial Abode, then it was the appearance of the Devil Palace. Thus, those who received the news all rushed over, afraid that if they were a step too late, the benefits would be taken away by others.
When Zhang Yan came over Just Now, he saw many disciples of the Celestial Gate. However, his Sword Escape was very fast, and he flashed by, so no one could tell who he was.
He thought to himself that with his current identity, if he directly rushed over, he would definitely attract the attention of others, and they might even be on guard and be afraid of him.
This time, he came under the secret order of the Sect Master, so he couldn't be too ostentatious. His mind changed, and he thought to himself, "Looks like I have to conceal myself again."
He reached into his sleeve and took out the Thousand Phantoms Jade Mirror. He flipped through the pages, and after a dozen or so pages, his eyes fell on the portrait of a young cultivator.
This person's appearance was ordinary, and there was nothing special about him. He could use it. He smiled slightly, and his eyes looked at the portrait of this person, and he shook the mirror. That person walked down and merged with Chu Li's body. A stream of clear air passed by, and Chu Li's appearance changed.
Zhang Yan opened his sleeve and looked at it. The treasured clothes he was wearing were also very eye-catching, so he took out a crane cloak and put it on to cover his body. After a careful look, he saw that there were no more flaws, and he nodded in satisfaction. With a leap, he flew into the air.
However, he had only flown a few dozen miles when he saw a mound in the wilderness. There was a jade couch on top of the mound, and an old man wearing a red robe was standing there. He seemed to be sizing up the cultivators passing by, and when he saw Zhang Yan flying over. Then, he cast a cold gaze over.
"Isn't that Xu Gongyuan?"
When Zhang Yan saw this, his eyebrows unconsciously rose as he recognized the other party's origins.
However, he had already changed his appearance, so he didn't want to cause trouble for this person. With a burst of his Escaping Smoke, he quickly flew away.
Just Now, as the two of them looked at each other, Xu Gongyuan inexplicably felt that this person seemed somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before. However, when he took a closer look, he couldn't find any trace of familiarity. For someone like him, as long as he had seen someone before, he would remember it in his heart. He couldn't help but frown.
After Zhang Yan left, a wisp of faintly discernible, slightly muddy yellow smoke floated over. A wisp of faintly discernible and slightly muddy smoke floated over. The old Daoist's voice rang in his ears. "Why? Do you know this person? If he is your enemy, just say the word and I will go and capture him. "
Xu Gongyuan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head. He said in a low voice, "Forget it, perhaps this junior recognized the wrong person."
Although he was suspicious of Zhang Yan's identity, if he really called this old demon to capture someone, the next time he met the person, this old demon might not be willing to do anything.
However, when he said this, he definitely didn't think that the enemy he had been searching for had already brushed past him.
At this moment, in front of Qing Tong Mountain, from time to time, a formation that looked like a decorated archway would appear and disappear. There were hundreds of cultivators flying around it like stars, but most of them weren't paying attention to whether or not they should enter.
Just Now, some people dared to enter the formation, but in the blink of an eye, they found themselves at the back of the mountain. This could be considered lucky, as up until now, only to see people enter and not leave the formation.
As a result, although there were many cultivators here, there weren't many who were proficient in formations, so they couldn't help but be cautious and hesitant, not daring to recklessly enter.
In a remote corner on the west side, five or six cultivators were gathered together. They were all disciples of the Five Smoke Mountain's Path Source Immortal Mansion. One of them looked at the formation and shook his head. "I wonder what formation this is, the number of cycles doesn't make sense at all."
A middle-aged cultivator who seemed to be the leader turned around and looked behind him. There was a white-bearded old man sitting there with a focused expression, holding a pile of bamboo chips and repeatedly calculating. The middle-aged cultivator said, "There's no rush, let's wait for Elder Hu to calculate it."
However, every time the old man calculated, he would shake his head and frown would deepen. After an hour, he finally threw away the bamboo chips and said apologetically, "Everyone, I'm quite accomplished in the path of formations, but if I want to understand this formation clearly, it's definitely not something that can be done in a mere few days."
The middle-aged Daoist also knew that this formation wasn't easy to break, so he asked patiently, "May I ask Hu Lai, how long will it take?"
The old man stretched out two fingers and said, "Twenty years."
"Twenty years?"
The surrounding disciples exclaimed in surprise, and one of them said with slight mockery, "If it takes twenty years, why would we come looking for you?"
The old man couldn't sit still when he was mocked in front of his face. However, besides being proficient in formations, he had nothing else in his life, and his cultivation couldn't compare to these people. He wanted to argue, but when the words reached his mouth, they turned into a grunt in the end. He simply cupped his hands and left in a huff.
The middle-aged Daoist saw that he was useless, so he didn't try to persuade him to stay at all and let him go.
As a result, the old man felt even more annoyed. He walked quickly and left the group of people, muttering a few words. When he was far away, he was about to take out a magic tool and fly away, but he heard someone shout behind him, "Fellow Daoist, please wait."
He stopped and turned around. He saw an average-looking young cultivator of average stature, so he asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist, what's the matter?"
This person was Zhang Yan. He walked up and bowed, saying, "Fellow Daoist, Just now, I saw you deducing the formation from the side. I believe you must have some understanding of it. I have a few questions in my mind, so I wanted to ask for your advice."
The old man saw that his attitude was kind, and though he couldn't see through his cultivation level, he felt that his cultivation level was quite high. He didn't dare to be arrogant, so he quickly bowed back and said, "I don't dare to be arrogant. What questions do you have, please ask. If I know anything, I will definitely tell you."
Zhang Yan pointed behind him and said, "Fellow Daoist, if I want to enter this formation, are there any taboos?"
The old man chuckled and said, "Since fellow Daoist is sincerely asking, then I will be frank. Then let this old man be frank. Although this formation can mess up one's position and reverse the five elements, it is actually just a bewildering formation. It is not a killing formation. No matter who passes through it, they will not suffer any damage. However, if one's luck is too bad, they will die. However, if one's luck is too bad, if one is trapped here for dozens of years and still can't get out, I'm afraid they'll be trapped here until they die. "
Zhang Yan asked again, "Then if we invite many powerful cultivators here, can they break through this formation?"
The old man shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist must be joking. This formation is connected to the earth veins and corresponds to the heavens. If I'm not wrong, this should be a protective formation. Unless you can destroy the entire Qing Tong Mountain along with the earth veins within a thousand miles, you won't be able to break through the formation with brute force. Otherwise, it's just wishful thinking. "
When Zhang Yan heard this, he already knew what was going on. Now that he knew what was going on, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Fellow Daoist."
After saying goodbye to the old man, he pondered for a while and rode his smoke to the sky. He looked down. After a while, he saw a decorated archway appear. His eyes flashed and he formed a hand sign. After a long smoke flew over, he entered the formation.
At the same time, two cultivators from the Anatta Temple stepped into the formation from Qing Tong Mountain.
They gazed over. They couldn't help but reveal a surprised expression. This place was vast and boundless. In the distance, there was a tall mountain. On the mountain ridge, there were continuous palaces and pavilions. There was a long river that was like a jade belt, winding from the north and surrounding the mountain. If they didn't know that they had stepped into Qing Tong Mountain, they would think that they had returned to the outside world.
One of the cultivators with a fat body and a thin mustache couldn't help but exclaim, "Senior martial brother, this is clearly a small world created by a powerful cultivator."
Standing beside him was a Daoist wearing a lotus crown and a yellow robe. His body was strong and his eyes were spirited. When he heard this, he nodded.
His gaze swept over and suddenly saw a decorated archway at the foot of the mountain. He pointed with his horsetail whisk and said, "Let's go there and take a look."
The two of them flew up and landed below the decorated archway.
The Daoist walked up and raised his head to take a look. He saw that on the jade plaque, there were some words. However, it seemed to be very old and was a bit unclear. After looking at it carefully a few times, Just Now, he was able to recognize the two words "Yaoyin" and unconsciously read it out.
The thin mustache cultivator frowned and thought hard, as if he was thinking about its origin. In the end, he said with uncertainty, "Senior martial brother, this Yaoyin … Could it be the Yaoyin Clan?"
Then, his body trembled and he said in shock, "Could this place be the place where Old Ancestor Tai Heng ascended?"
The Daoist in the lead had a solemn expression and said in a deep voice, "Junior martial brother, it's not impossible. A thousand years ago, when I was still a Daoist child under my master, I heard of the Yaoyin Clan's reputation. Rumor has it that it's a sect established by Old Ancestor Tai Heng's eldest disciple, Yi Jiuyang. This Old Ancestor Tai Heng was once a great figure in the demonic path, and his cultivation was exceedingly high. However, for some reason, all the techniques he passed down were profound Daoist techniques. It's truly puzzling. Later on, he ascended and no one heard of anyone obtaining his demonic sect's teachings. Some people suspected that it was hidden in this Yaoyin Clan. However, I heard that this sect's whereabouts were mysterious and no one knew where it was. I never expected it to be here! "
The two of them looked at each other, and their eyes were filled with shock and worry.
If the Old Ancestor Tai Heng's teachings were really hidden here, then it wouldn't be as simple as one or two Daoist books, but all the inheritances of the entire sect!
The Yaoyin Clan's inheritance was one thing, but if the demonic sect's secret techniques were here, if the demonic sect's disciple obtained it, it would undoubtedly greatly strengthen the demonic sect.
The thin-bearded cultivator couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he thought of this and said, "Senior martial brother, we can't let that demonic sect disciple obtain this place. We need to quickly return and report to the sect master."
The Daoist shook his head and said, "This place is easy to enter but hard to leave. Even if you go back, you won't be able to find the way."
The thin-bearded cultivator couldn't help but become anxious and said, "Senior martial brother, then what should we do?"
The Daoist stroked his beard and said, "Don't panic. Since we're here, let's explore it first and find the mechanism."
He raised his horsetail whisk and pointed to the mountain path in front of him, saying, "Let's go there first."
Not long after they left, a decorated archway appeared out of thin air. With a flash of light, Zhang Yan walked out from it.
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