immortal mansion

Chapter 441: Shiyun Valley

"This is Shiyun Valley?" Looking at everything in front of him, Mo Chen said to himself.

It has been a whole year since they set off from Han Xuecheng. Under the leadership of Bingxuan Palace, they went around in the vast snowy area, and finally arrived at their destination now.

What appeared in front of him was a land with beautiful mountains and clear waters that was as warm as spring.

In this huge ring-shaped valley, there are lush and towering ancient trees everywhere, and occasional forest glades are also full of flowers and plants, which look full of vitality.

Suddenly, Mo Chen had the illusion of returning to the Southern Region.

According to the current information provided by Ice Xuan Palace, Shiyun Valley can be divided into two valleys, the inner and outer valleys, and the two areas are nested together in concentric circles.

The outer valley is the layer he saw just now. It is full of various rare elixir, and some people have even dug out elixir that has long been extinct in this world. This is the purpose of the entourage.

As for Neigu, it is the place where Bingxuan Palace is going.

The reason why Ice Xuan Palace has the ability to cultivate a Sanyuanying family is related to the methods they have mastered to enter the Shiyun Valley and the inner valley, otherwise it would be impossible to afford the huge resource consumption of the Nascent Soul monks.

You don't need to think about it, there must be a lot of cultivation resources that can be obtained in Neigu.

However, the premise is to be able to enter the inner valley.

After Mo Chen watched the others leave, he didn't immediately jump off the snow cliff like other entourages rushed to the outer valley to collect the elixir, but turned his gaze to the center of Shiyun Valley.

There, there is a towering giant peak.

Billowing clouds erupted continuously from the Jufeng mountain pass, like the roar of an angry dragon, and like the galloping of thousands of troops, forming a very spectacular sea of ​​erupting clouds.

"Is this the origin of Shiyun's name?" Mo Chen guessed.

Judging from this point, the so-called Siyun Valley is most likely to be a crater, and it is very likely to be an active volcano, otherwise the frequency of activities would never be so frequent.

With further speculation, one can also know what benefits Ice Xuan Palace can get from Neigu.

Nothing more than some underground spirits brought out by volcanic eruptions.

Withdrawing his gaze, Mo Chen flew to the north side of Shiyun Valley.

The reason why it is the north side, rather than other directions, is naturally because there is a ghostly aura at first glance, which is obviously related to the aura mixed with the previous message talisman.

Because of this, he will choose there as the target.

Along the way, Mo Chen did not choose to fly in the air, but relied on his body skills to travel on the ground.

During this period, he also encountered two good dramas, both of which are the traditional arts of monks. One is the team split caused by the discovery of precious elixir, which then developed into internal strife, and the other is the mutual backstabbing of fatherly kindness and filial piety.

He didn't choose to take action on the two matters. After all, the cause of the conflict between the two groups was those valuable spiritual objects. In the eyes of him, a great Nascent Soul cultivator, they were actually only worth a little spiritual stones.

Continuing to move forward, Mo Chen was attacked by a strange bird once.

With the sword qi flying horizontally, the strange bird was cut into a cloud of blood in the air, and the identities of hunter and prey were reversed immediately.

When he reached a dense forest, Mo Chen suddenly stopped, looking at a rocky beach washed by a stream and mountain stream in front of him, his eyes became serious.

At the rocky beach, five figures gathered at this moment.

He had seen one of them before, and it was the old man who was sitting next to Mo Chen before.

Mo Chen listened intently, the voices of the five people talking were mixed with the whistling wind.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanzhu, there has been such a change ahead, I think we should change our target, otherwise the risk is too great for you and me to bear." A black-clothed monk said to the old man.

When the old man heard the words, he showed a faint smile.

"Well, then you are useless..."

"what are you going to do?"

As soon as the other four heard this, they immediately raised their guard and sacrificed their magic weapons one after another.

But they didn't expect that the old man turned out to be a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"what……"

After several screams, the four people with the highest cultivation level were only at the Golden Core stage, and they were all dealt with by the old man, and it took less than a hundred breaths of time.

The old man killed four people in a row, but it seemed like he had done an insignificant thing.

Mo Chen took this scene into his eyes, and planned to retreat, but unexpectedly, a voice came from the side.

"Hehe, you made fellow daoists laugh!" A skinny head in the dirt said.

Looking at its appearance, it is somewhat similar to that old man.

Immediately afterwards, the head broke through the ground, and then its surface began to squirm, and the nearby soil gathered towards this side, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into the appearance of an old man.

Mo Chen also noticed that the old man in the distance had turned into a puddle of muddy water.

Looking at the elusive old man, he became alert in his heart, hid his sword in his sleeve and was ready to strike at any time, and said with an unchanged expression: "What do you want to do, fellow Taoist? I'm not one of those golden core cultivators who can do whatever you want, and I don't want to get involved And all kinds of troublesome things, just want to find someone here."

"Looking for someone?" The old man couldn't help showing surprise when he heard this.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to have thought of something, looked at Mo Chen with a strange expression, and asked tentatively: "Are you two girls you are looking for?"

Now, it was Mo Chen's turn to be surprised.

He didn't hide his expression, and hurriedly asked: "Could it be that Fellow Daoists have seen them?"

The old man nodded, took a deep look at Mo Chen, and then replied: "I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I just knew it from a certain news."

As he spoke, he gave out a jade slip.

Mo Chen took it, and after secretly checking that there was no problem, he immersed his consciousness in it.

The jade slip recorded a fuzzy video, which looked like it was taken in a ghost realm somewhere. At the beginning, it looked like someone was fighting among the ghosts. It could be seen that the ghosts were extremely powerful, and the person who made the video was obviously in a hard fight.

At the end of the video, a magnificent palace glowing with golden light appeared. With this as the background, two figures in beautiful costumes came slowly towards the videographer.

Although the image was so blurry that the faces could not be seen clearly, Mo Chen still recognized at a glance based on the characteristic movements that these two figures were the long-lost Liu sisters.

As soon as they appeared, the picture stopped abruptly.

"May I ask, what is the relationship between these two fellow Taoists?" the old man suddenly asked.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Chen quickly adjusted his mood, and replied: "They belong to the same sect as me, but they disappeared because of the war before. As a senior of the sect, I am naturally obliged to find them. Why do you ask this?"

After hearing this, the old man said calmly: "If Fellow Daoists are really their seniors, then you should go to them quickly, otherwise if you go late, the only thing you can do is collect the corpses."

"Why did you say that?" Mo Chen asked immediately after his expression changed.

(End of this chapter)