"Uncle Gu is right. If Qingqiu Gorge is just like this, why should you conduct any trials with great fanfare? Why should you block it tightly with the ban? For tens of thousands of years, outsiders will not be allowed to enter. When you reach the depths of the canyon, it will definitely be different." Qin Haofang echoed.

This is not a flattery against Mr. Gu, but the Changfeng Sect has been under the jurisdiction of the Qingqiu Jun Envoy since ancient times. The respect of these disciples of the Qingqiu Jun Envoy can be imagined. We will never believe that the place where the Lord’s cultivation will be so ordinary.

"Everyone have a break early, we have to hurry to go tomorrow." Gu Fenghua stood up and said.

After a brief tidy up, everyone went back to rest.

Qin Haofang and others kept in mind the master's advice. Even though they saw Gu Fenghua setting up a warning formation with their own eyes, they still did not dare to be careless and arranged a shift to watch. Of course, they did not dare to bother Mr. Gu, Mr. Luo and other uncles in this kind of matter.

Gu Fenghua knew that he couldn't persuade them, and saying too much would only make them feel frightened, so he let it go.

When they returned to the tent, the others began to practice and recover, but Gu Fenghua sat cross-legged, gathered his spiritual thoughts again, and went to explore the surroundings.

Gradually entering the depths of Qingqiu Gorge, it would be fine if the spiritual energy of heaven and earth did not change at all, and the aura of Zixiao Divine Fire was not discovered. Gu Fenghua always felt something was wrong.

The mind is in a clear and clear state, and time passes slowly.

Finally, she opened her eyes again and showed disappointment. Although she had already gathered her divine thoughts with all her might and searched them for more than ten times, she still did not notice the breath of Zixiao Divine Fire. There was also a calmness in the canyon, and the abundant spiritual energy flowed slowly. Compared with when she just entered Qingqiu Gorge, it was not much stronger or weaker.

Wait, it's not right! Gu Fenghua suddenly thought of something.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was flowing slowly. If it weren't for her powerful spiritual consciousness, she would be no less than the powerful people of ordinary emperors. She might not feel it. However, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was not still. Even outside the Qingqiu Gorge, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was still flowing endlessly, and there was nothing strange about it, so Gu Fenghua didn't care much just now.

At this time, she condensed her spiritual thoughts over and over again and again to explore, but vaguely found that the flow of spiritual energy in the world seemed to have some rules to follow, and it was not as aimless as the outside world, but converged towards some places.

Often, where the heavenly treasures are located is where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathers! Zixiao God is not as simple as the heavenly treasures, but a strange treasure outside the sky.

Gu Fenghua's heart moved, closed his eyes again, gathered his mind and searched around him.

Unfortunately, this time she focused on finding the place where the spiritual energy gathered in heaven and earth, she realized that the spiritual energy flowed and gathered in several directions, but hundreds of directions. Even if her divine thoughts were comparable to the Emperor Saint, she felt so messy and impossible to grasp accurately.

After a long time, Gu Fenghua opened his eyes again, his face full of fatigue. He kept gathering his mind and exploring it everywhere, and even a slight tingling pain came from her mind.

Forget it, it is not a solution to find it like this. Tomorrow, just follow the direction of the gathering of spiritual energy in heaven and earth, searching one by one, which is no longer much more labor-saving than this.

After taking a few holy pills, Gu Fenghua also sat cross-legged and began to practice.

...

It was late at night and on the towering cliff, an old man stood proudly on the towering cliff, making his handprints without any haste. It was the Qingqiu emperor's envoy, Mo Qingqiu.
Chapter completed!