Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 356

Liu Qinghuan climbed several snow-capped mountains, and drove for a day in the increasingly bitter snow wind, and finally saw the very special Xianding Peak from a distance.

There are many peaks in the Hengwu Mountains, but not many have names, and Xianding Peak is one of the few huge peaks that has a name.

Legend has it that an immortal used to use ground fire to refine elixir in Xianding Peak. When the elixir was released, dragons flew and cranes danced, and the sound of jubilation spread throughout the wild.

These were all Liu Qinghuan read in some wild anecdotes, but now the Xianding Peak suddenly burst into a violent ground fire, which was so loud that the entire Hengwu Mountain Range could be heard.

On the way, he also met a few monks who came from all directions in the mountains. They all looked at each other, but no one was interested in talking, and they just continued to move forward without saying a word.

This place is already above the snow line, all the mountain peaks are covered by snow and ice that never melts all year round, and there is fiery red lava flowing in the white at Xianding Peak, which is extremely eye-catching.

When Liu Qinghuan arrived nearby, there were already more than a dozen monks here, and people came one after another from behind.

But because this place is already in the extreme depths of the Hengwu Mountains, there are no qi training monks, most of them are foundation building monks, and there are even two Jindan real people standing on the sidelines watching.

In front of it is the Xianding Peak which is still erupting, and there is a loud bang from time to time. The lava sprayed from the tripod-shaped mountain pass reaches the air, and the stones burning into fireballs fly far away.

Liu Qinghuan no longer approached, and if he moved closer, he would be drowned by the soaring smoke and dust.I saw fiery red magma flowing down the mountain, melting the ice and snow, pulling out a deep trench, and flowing into a river at the bottom of the mountain.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators were gathering together to chat in low voices: "What's going on today? Four volcanoes exploded in a row, scaring me so much that half of the monsters I killed gave up."

"That's not true! I managed to track down a trace of the many-eyed demon moth, but when I was blasted by a series of loud noises, all the monsters in the Hengwu Mountains were thrown into chaos."

"A few more times, won't there be another beast tide?"

"It's hard to say, those monsters are still rioting. But don't say it, it's the first time I've seen such a spectacular scene."

Some were enthusiastic, while others were less interested: "I thought something terrible happened, but it turned out to be nothing more than a volcano. What a waste of time."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left without any regrets.A few more people looked at it for a while, and then left after feeling bored.

However, Liu Qinghuan was secretly paying attention to the two Golden Core cultivators. They were sitting firmly on the flying magic weapon, and they had no intention of leaving at all. Their eyes were fixed on Xianding Peak.

He looked at the mountain pass probing, but saw nothing but the fiery red lava spurting out.As for the rest of the mountain, the upper part is completely covered by ice and snow, and the lower part is a coniferous forest, which is normal.

He rubbed his chin in thought, his eyes inadvertently turned to the side, and he happened to meet the eyes of a female cultivator who had just arrived.

His heart skipped a beat, he was in a trance for a moment, he showed a natural smile to the other party, and nodded in greeting: "Mu Daoyou, long time no see."

Mu Yinyin's appearance was the same as before, beautiful, graceful and gentle, and she greeted him slightly: "Friend Liu, I haven't seen you for many years."

She turned her eyes and looked at Xiandingfeng in the distance: "Have you been here for a long time, Fellow Daoist?"

"It's been a long time since I've been here." Liu Qinghuan also looked in the same direction: "This mountain has been erupting, and it hasn't stopped. Hmm... There were still a lot of people here before, but this will leave a lot. Fellow Daoist Mu Where are you coming from?"

Mu Yinyin smiled lightly and said, "Our sect is only half a month away from here, but I happened to be nearby. When I heard the loud noise, I found out that it was from the direction of Xianding Peak, so I rushed here."

"Huh? Could there be a story in it?"

"Liu Daoyou doesn't know, it's reasonable." Mu Yinyin said: "The legend of Xianding Peak only exists in the nearby area. It is said that every time Xianding Peak erupts, a fairy palace will float with the lava. After a while, it will slowly sink down again.”

Liu Qinghuan was amazed, and stared wide-eyed, trying to find the shadow of the fairy palace from the fiery tripod-shaped mountain pass: "I don't seem to have seen it."

Mu Yinyin smiled: "This is just a legend, it may not be true."

After thinking for a while, he said: "But whether it is true or not, we will find out later. Xianding Peak has been silent for a long time, and it has not erupted for thousands of years."

Only then did Liu Qinghuan understand why the two Golden Core cultivators guarded and refused to leave.

The two chatted, like friends who haven't seen each other for many years and are not very familiar with each other, appearing polite and polite.

Among them, there were two major eruptions in Xianding Peak. There were many monks coming and going, but not many stayed.

Mu Yinyin is like a piece of warm jade, with a clear appearance but a cold jade texture.

Liu Qinghuan is no longer the brat he used to be, he blushes whenever he sees her.He was calm and composed, and sometimes said something to the other party, but most of the time he was silent.

"Hey, there are so many people waiting here." A bright red light approached from far away, and in an instant it came to the two Golden Core cultivators, and a teasing laugh came from the red light: "The ones surnamed Chang and the ones surnamed He , I didn't expect you to be so boring."

The old man among the two Jindan monks sat still, and said coldly: "Isn't the poisonous lady equally boring, if your eighth husband died again, that's why you have time to come here?"

A charming female cultivator walked out of the red light, cast her winking eyes, covered her mouth and smiled and said, "It's almost there. Mr. He, don't tell me you want to be the ninth one? Don't worry, wait until that dead ghost gets his hair up, my darling!" You can come by the door."

"Hmph, I can't stand you poisonous widow!"

The poisonous lady didn't care about the other party's rude words.Her flying instrument is like a bridal sedan chair without a roof. At this time, her bare hands are on the side, her fingers are wrapped around a strand of hair, and her eyes are like silk: "A widow is better than a dead ghost, Brother Chang, don't you think so?"

The monk surnamed Chang smiled all over his face, his eyes swept over her half-exposed breasts unscrupulously, nodded and said: "Very true."

On the other side, Mu Yinyin was briefly introducing the three Golden Core cultivators to Liu Qinghuan: "Although these three are casual cultivators, they are considered to be well-known. The most powerful of them is the poisonous lady, who is said to be extremely vicious. , married seven times, all seven husbands died at her hands..."

The two used sound transmission, so they were not afraid of being overheard when they spoke.

Liu Qinghuan asked: "Are they demon cultivators?"

"For casual cultivators, there is not much difference between magic cultivators and Taoist cultivators." Mu Yinyin said: "Because there is no sect, everything can only be relied on by oneself, so casual cultivators mostly use whatever means..."

While the two were talking, they heard that the Xianding Peak began to erupt again, causing the earth to tremble and rumble.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes froze, and she seemed to see a cornice in the scorching fire.

(End of this chapter)