Chapter 150 Qiushen Mountains

Lan Qier and others wanted to catch up, but Yi Yun stopped him and said, "Don't chase him. Let him go and let him be quiet alone. He is a mental illness, and it's useless for you to go."

Looking at Zhang's distant figure, Yuli shook her body. She stretched out her right hand as if to stop Zhang Yuan from leaving, but after stretching out half of her hand, she slowly withdrew.

"Xiaomin, let's go," Ji Ling took Xu Min's hand and said, "Hmm." After nodding gently, Xu Min and Ji Ling jumped on the giant wheel bird side by side.

Although Zhang Yuan's figure is far away, his idea is still within the scope of everyone. In his consciousness, he saw the moment when Ji Ling took Xu Min's hand and jumped on the giant wheel bird together.

"Ah, ah, ah," after shouting several times, Zhang Yuan's flight speed accelerated to the extreme, and the green peaks in front of him flew by one by him. The rushing river, the rumbling river water.

appeared at Zhang Yuan's feet. He plunged his head into the water and let the river hit him, like the rushing water of thousands of horses, ruthlessly hitting him all the time, and his body kept hitting the stones in the river. At first, he could still feel pain. Later, his whole body was numb. Not only was his body numb, but also his heart was numb.

On the vast plain, at the foot of the green mountain, Zhang Yuan walked slowly in the direction of Qingfeng. Thousands of miles across Qingfeng is Lingshan. Before that, he abandoned halfway in order not to feel guilty about his senior sister. But at this time, he decided to go to Lingshan alone to find Lingzhu, and then give it to his senior sister and show her his heart.

The undulation of green grass is like being in the vast sea. Zhang Yuan walks in this green sea, looking like fish and shrimp in the sea, which is very small and confused. Because the ocean is too big, most of the fish and shrimps are marching without a sense of direction. At this time, although Zhang Yuan had a direction of Lingshan, his heart was as vast as heaven and earth, and he didn't know where to return.

At the top of the green peak surrounded by mist, flowing clouds floated by. After a few wild geese mourned, they spread their wings and flew over the top of the high green peak.

After a period of chronically, Zhang Yuan grabbed the spiritual sword and continued to fly through the air. After approaching several green peaks, he saw that the mountains and rivers were more beautiful. Countless green trees, strange flowers and grasses, and many unknown plants in the mountains were stretching freely. In the fragrant green peak forest, there were bursts of water. Listening to these Quietly flowing stream, Zhang Yuan has a feeling that time will never return, and his lover will never return. Thinking that Yi Tianqiu had been living a life of self-excised for countless years, Zhang Yuan finally realized the sad heartache of Yi Tianqiu.

All the way, most of the land is full of beautiful trees. The mountains and rivers in the divine emperor's continent are indeed comparable to the wilderness. Thinking of the wasteland of the poor mountains and rivers, it is difficult to see an oasis for thousands of miles.

In the Lingyin Valley, Fu Long and Li Xian were walking quickly towards the end of the valley. When they returned to the valley, they were busy reporting the situation of the cold famine to Duan Lan, the owner of the valley. Originally, Duan Lan, the owner of the valley, wanted them to sit as temporary alliance leaders to show the prestige of this valley. Unfortunately, the two of them not only failed to do it, but also lost a lot of disciples. For this reason, the two of them were afraid of being punished and visited the valley owner with an uneasy expression as soon as they came back.

Lingyin Valley is different from Jiujian Palace, which has more than 800 islands with nine peaks. Lingyin Valley is built in the Qiushen Mountains, which stretch hundreds of thousands of miles and are composed of tens of hills of different sizes. Each mountain range and each hill is a vertical and horizontal intersection peaks. If people who are not familiar with the terrain enter rashly, there will definitely be no return. In the whole Qiushen Mountains, there are thousands of caves and countless ravines. Around the Qiushen Mountains, there is a valley thousands of miles long and wide, which is called Lingyin Valley.

There are thousands of large and small caves in the valley. All the disciples who can live in the valley are elite geniuses, and ordinary disciples can only live in the caves outside the Qiushen Mountains. For countless years, Lingyin Valley has been between good and evil, never hurting nature, and never asking about secular things. This time, Duan Lan sent Fu Long and others out of the valley, in fact, in order to participate in the discussion of swords in Zhenling Mountain, Shenzhou a few years later.

Fu Long and his two were worried all the way, but Li Xian was better. Although his face was ugly, he would not be as deep as Fu Long. After walking through a segmented fork, several disciples in the valley came to the two with a smile. One of them said respectfully, "Good brother and second brother. I heard that the two brothers led the disciples in the valley to start a huge war with the ferocious demons outside the wilderness. I don't know how thrilling that battle was? I also hope that the two brothers can make progress for us, so that we can also increase our knowledge. The rest of the people also nodded repeatedly, indicating that they all wanted to know.

After humming, Fu Long walked away with a bad face and didn't even bother to look at a few people. Li Xian also glanced at several people and walked past several people unhappily. After closing the door, several people looked at me, and I looked at you again. They greeted each other with a smile, but they were coldly looked at each other, which made them very puzzled.

"What's going on? Why are the two brothers in such a bad mood when they return today? One disciple asked puzzledly: Another person whispered, "I don't think it shows the prestige of my valley, and it may have suffered a lot, otherwise they won't be in such a bad mood." Although the man said it in a low voice, it still came to Fu Long's ears. He looked back at several people, and his eyes rose sharply. Several disciples hurriedly bent down, bowed their heads and stared at several people fiercely before Fu Long walked forward.

The further you move forward, the narrower the valley entrance becomes. From a road hundreds of miles wide, it becomes only kilometers. On both sides of the road are the high cliff. There are countless strange flowers and grass growing on the ground. In the mouth of the valley ahead, thick white fog keeps gushing out, but this white fog is very strange. No matter how it surges and floats, it will not spread everywhere.

The gap of a few meters is like a double sky, a clear sky is bright, and the eyesight is unimped. And the other place is full of thick fog. As long as you are in it, you can't see five fingers.

In the white fog gushing out, there is abundant spiritual power and pure spiritual power, which makes people feel calm and comfortable all over the body.

After approaching here, the two did not dare to enter it easily. They stood respectfully outside the fog and waited for the call of the Valley Lord.

"Why did you two come here? If there is nothing urgent, please leave quickly." An old man came out of the fog and said: The old man's face was wrinkled, and most of his hair fell off, and he walked as if a gust of wind could blow down. Although he is a rotten year and there are not many days to come, his eyes are still shining, and his arrogant momentum is still a real trembling strong man.