Looking at Youyuan's reputation is quite good. He knows that the reason for this abyss is half the time, and the secrets of it are even less, and the appearance of it is no one in the world.

Even the guardians who have been guarding this abyss for thousands of years do not know.

Although they have been persevering in the abyss to investigate, those who can go out have failed to explore and those who can explore and those who can also stay in it.

So there is a lifelike "human-shaped ice sculpture" displayed in a scattered manner.

Some of them are still old faces to Jun Han.

Three miles.

This was the farthest distance Junhan could bear back then.

Today, he also stopped here.

There are still shocking frost marks left by him when he struggled dyingly in the past.

This place seems to be a top secret place where time is still, no matter how many years it takes, it will never change.

Jun Han paused for a moment and continued to walk deeper.

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There is a method of storing souls and snatching souls in this world. This is an evil method. The traces of existence were erased as early as when the four gods were still alive, and the secrets were accumulated in the hearts of the gods.

Later, when there was a gap of fatigue, he was touched by a mortal who was good at peering at the will of God. Later, the gods fell and everything collapsed.

The other four gods died very cleanly, and they were unable to spread the secrets even if they were willing. Xuanming's gods survived and had the opportunity to pass on the inheritance.

It is just a fragmented piece of miscellaneous phase, but if someone can use the effort to grind it hard, it is not impossible to take out some real bottom.

It is said that reincarnation is a destiny of heaven. In fact, the way of heaven is originally followed by the way of life and death. Therefore, the wheel of passing is rebirth, and the newborn is sometimes the old.

But things in the world are always changing, and it is indeed difficult to force a thing that has changed to return to its original state.

The soul of a god is different from that of an ordinary spirit. Although Beishan Jun was not a god in the past, his soul was also extraordinary.

After returning to Hanshan Town, Han Shanji tried countless methods to resurrect Beishan Jun. However, because Beishan Jun died of a spirit explosion, his soul was scattered and his casual body could not even win over his soul. If he wanted to regain his soul, it would be even more nonsense.

Fortunately, there is a young man in this world who has the same bloodline as the King of Beishan. Although the young man has long been stained with the world, he still has a broken spiritual vein that has been damaged.

At that time, Jun Han had just entered the scope of Lingyuan Realm and was immediately captured alive by the Shouyuan people.

Although this young man was the orphan of Beishanjun, he was not as arrogant as his father. He was like a poor cat, which aroused compassion. He fell into Hanshanji's eyes, but he was like a poisonous sting. He had finally suppressed his blood shame and hatred for nearly twenty years.

Especially, this young man also carried the sword of the immortal sect.

"If it weren't for his bloodline in your body, you wouldn't even be qualified to be a soul-sucking container!"

In fact, until now, Han Shanji cannot fully accept Beishanjun's failure.

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A fresh and lively young figure rushed from the snow. He saw Han Shanji sitting in the snow from afar and waved the envelope in his hand, "Senior, Mr. Li and the others are coming!" He shouted, and fell into the snow with a bang.

The abyss was just around the corner, and it was running opposite the boy. His howling at the top of his throat fell into Han Shanji's ears, which was probably the volume of the mosquito, and it was a bit illusory.

So Han Shanji opened his eyes slightly, thought for a while, then turned around and took a look.

The boy happened to roll in snow and climb up from the ground, white, like a running snowman.

"Senior, Mr. Li's letter." Fortunately, he finally handed the letter to Han Shanji without any danger.

Xin said - I first heard that there was a riot of evil in the West, and I searched in Beijing to find out about the strange disciples in the "Bright Moon Land". The envoy who chased the moon stayed in Beijing for a long time. Until recently, it was suspected that there was a ghost star in the city, so I decided to go to the West by the son of the marshal and the team to explore the west. The cause of the incident was led by the "Photo of the Bo Mei". I also learned that the young man Kongtong, who led the battle to the immortals in the past, was buried in the eastern suburbs of Kyoto. According to investigation, it was indeed a ghost star who was infected by the ghost star.

After reading it, Han Shanji put his faith into his arms.

The young man was still sitting beside him carelessly. Seeing that he accepted the letter, he asked, "What is written on it? Did you mention A Yuan and the others?"

"Do you think Mr. Li is talking about writing a letter?" Han Shanji's brows sank and naturally showed a cold and solemn look.

The boy immediately shut up his mouth with a look of conscience.

"Koizumi, go and read the classics about the Western Regions. I remember that there seems to be a record of the charm of the Ba. If you find it, copy it and give it to the guests at that time."

Speaking of that "guest", Koizumi could not forget his cold murderous intention when he broke into the town, so she raised her mouth, drooped a strand of hair on her cheeks, and muttered, "That's not a guest, it's clearly a debt collector..."

"I owe the debt." Han Shanji was unfamiliar, but he accidentally glared at the young man.

"What?!"

"This matter has nothing to do with you, just ask what I said to do."

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If you want to talk about the image of the sage, it was originally intended to be in a tightly sealed array.

I don’t know what this building is used for, but the normal corridor layout is gone, and there are many incredible spaces.

At this moment, I happened to go down to the end along a strange wall spiral ladder, but I saw a dark and misty piece of darkness, and I was stunned. I saw a string of ants-like shallow light shining across the lacquer stone in front of me.

The ghost soldier raised his hand and signaled Yi Chen to chase him and stayed there not to move around. He carefully approached him, first stroking his five fingers, and gently groping for the spiritual breath on the wall.

But before he could feel the truth, he heard a rumbling sound. Everyone was stunned, but the "stone wall" was opened.

It's actually a door.

After staying in the dark for too long, a trace of light suddenly poured in from the crack, light and soft, but it still made everyone's eyes sting and closed their eyes in a hurry.

Although Yi Chen was chasing the words, he actually didn't have much confidence in his heart. After being trapped in the dark for a long time, he almost forgot the appearance of light, and even didn't hold much hope of seeing the light again before this moment.

Li Yue borrowed Yi Chen's robe to avoid the light. When she got used to it, she carefully missed a little and went out to peek.

I was stunned at this time.

Beyond this gate is a green world, with the moon shining like frost, and a clear pond surrounded by plants and trees, as if it were the moon on the ground.

I know this is not that simple...

Yi Chen opened his eyes and did not sigh for the beautiful scenery, but he felt a breath of depression in his heart.

"Is this the legendary land of bright moon?" Yi Chenzhao had no choice but to Qian Ran with a joking voice.

There was silent next to it.

But no one told him that this land of bright moon would be buried in the sand.

"Young Master?" After calling out, the ghost man waited silently and solemnly for his decision.

To be honest, Yi Chenzhu never understood why people always greedy for power and like to take over power.

I used to be unable to understand, but now it is simply incredible - is it so interesting to make a decision?

Yi Chen hesitated for a moment, turned around a little, looked at Youhei who was walking towards him, sighed, and said, "Let's go..."

"Wait," everyone was about to lift their legs, and Yi Chenzhu suddenly shouted, "Is there any way to distinguish the illusion?"

"It is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye alone. We don't have anything to follow the spirit in our hands, so we may not be able to directly infer."

Yi Chen chased Xiang's heart and sighed secretly, "Then we can only be more careful in everything."

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The Western Region has had a legend of the charm of the sage since ancient times, but it is just a legend.

It is said that the vast desert is the only place where the seal can cause severe drought, and the sealed place is in the oasis of the desert, and the power of the mysterious and mysterious force is used to suppress the drought.

This is how it is circulated in the mortal world, but in the records of the disciples, "Ba Mei" is just a false word.

"Ba Mei, Ba Mei..." Koizumi muttered, and she messed up the entire building with the sect scrolls, and she didn't flip through the thing that remembered "Ba Mei".

I was almost discouraged and looked at the room with hundreds of rolls of things. Koizumi had two big heads and two big skulls, and two big bulbs.

Forget it if you can't turn it around, you still have to clean up this time...

"I'll pay back the debt I owed by myself. What's the point of catching others to make trouble..." He complained so, and the door that was wide open suddenly disappeared. He slipped back at a glance and almost fainted on the spot.

When did the old man who likes to be idle and loves to be idle and dazed, come here!

Koizumi sat in a pile of books, her face cleaner than ice and snow, and she was stunned and stayed in the room like a door god.

Han Shanji didn't know if he heard his silence. Anyway, the old man with a young face ignored him, stepped through the obstacles of the book, got deep into the depths, and then took off a box of storing the book from the bookshelf in the corner with a familiarity.

This time, Koizumi was even more depressed - he knew where he asked me to come and find him?!

In fact, after Koizumi left, Han Shanji took out Li Tianxiao's letter and pondered it out for a while. He didn't read more information from the letter. Instead, he was stunned by the word "Zhuyue".

Monthly...

The Yin-Xiang reverses Yang, Yang leaves the moon, Xisha sinks gold, and Beiquan has the will - "Zhu Yue", which clearly refers to the method of weighing power.

Han Shanji opened the box and took out a black iron shaft inside. The shaft was paperless and silk-free, with only the surface of the lines and lines that were inseparable from the characters, which looked like a stick to smash people.

"What is that?" The boy next to him saw Qi Qi, so he didn't care about complaining, stretched his neck and came over, "Have you kept it here? Why have I never seen it before?"

Han Shanji didn't have time to pay attention to him, but he still made the elder's tone: "It would be great if you can enter here once a year."

"whispering sound……"

This young man is very willful, but Han Shanji can't deal with him, probably because he can see some of his shadow in his past.

This stick record contains the only four remaining secrets of the world, passed down from the first generation of gods and heard from the gods. No matter whether God lies or not, no one dares to touch the half word on it.
Chapter completed!