"Senior, if you travel south from here, you can fly out of the fog tide area for more than ten thousand miles..."

Qin Sang walked out of the moving hall and found himself on an island. The island was lush and lush, and outside the island was thick white mist.

There are eight stone pillars surrounding Lingdao. The stone pillars are taller than the highest peak, and a crystal the size of a human head is suspended on the top. The crystal emits fluorescence, illuminates Lingdao, and blocks out the fog.

A guard followed Qin Sang, pointed south, and introduced Qin Sang to the surrounding environment with a respectful expression.

This moving formation is little known, and those who come here are usually masters from various tribes.

"Thanks for letting me know!"

Qin Sang nodded and was not in a hurry to take out the jade token. Just as he was about to turn into light and escape, he suddenly felt something in his heart and turned to look to the right.

I saw a young man emerging from the forest. He was wearing a green shirt and holding a feather fan. He had a good temperament and his appearance was not much different from that of the human race. However, his hair was purple-red and unusually thick, like thin vines.

"Fellow Taoist, please wait!"

The young man waved from afar, called Qin Sang, took a step forward, seemed to shrink to an inch, and came to Qin Sang.

Waving his hand to tell the guard to step back, the young man bowed his hands and said, "I'm Zhao Hao, what do you call me my friend?"

"What's the matter with you?"

Qin Sang's tone was cold, as if he was rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Generally, the origin of the aliens can be judged by their appearance, but Qin Sang couldn't tell which tribe Zhaohao belonged to. The first thing he knew about must be those from the superior tribe. If this person did not deliberately conceal his identity, he should be from a less famous family.

Royal clan.

The young man did not feel dissatisfied and continued to say with a smile: "I have been hanging out in this area for many years. I think I have a lot of friends, but I have never seen any Taoist friends. I think I have just arrived here recently. I don't know why I am here. I may have somewhere I can help."

.This place is adjacent to the Donghai Tribe, and the situation is complicated. Those uncivilized monsters are unreasonable. Only by making more Taoist friends can you avoid being bullied."

"Thank you for your kindness, Dao Friend. I'm used to living alone!"

After saying that, Qin Sang didn't wait for the young man to respond, clouds formed under his feet, and he flew away in the air.

The young man frowned slightly, and suddenly saw Qin Sang's cloak swinging, revealing the token on his waist. His expression changed slightly, and he secretly said: "It turns out they are those troublesome monkeys!"

Then he shook his head and turned to leave.

After flying out of Lingdao, Qin Sang traveled south, and suddenly it became clear, the fog subsided, and the sea and sky were blue.

Qin Sang stopped and looked back, seeing a white wall of fog connecting the sky, with no end in sight.

This should be the border of the Sea of ​​Fog, but I don’t know if the fog will spread when the foggy year comes.

Qin Sang noted the location, and seeing no one around, he took out the jade tablet and poured his true energy into it.

The jade plaque lit up with weak fluorescence, and faint fluctuations were emitted. Qin Sang sensed it for a moment, and then he made up his mind, drove the Escape Light, and flew in the direction pointed by the jade plaque.

The journey was uneventful. Qin Sang flew for half a day and arrived at an uninhabited sea. The fluorescence on the jade plaque dissipated and the guidance completely disappeared. The jade plaque lost all its power and turned into a mortal thing.

Qin Sang flew around the sea area, but found nothing out of the ordinary. There was only a desert island. Just as he was looking at the jade plaque and wondering, a golden light came from the distance.

The golden light flew straight to the deserted island, fell from the sky, and appeared a monk with a scar on his head and a golden cassock. He fell to the ground, looked at Qin Sang, clasped his palms together and said, "I am angry, poor monk, from Ziyun Mountain."

Monastery, but in front of Master Qin?"

"It's Pindao."

Qin Sang bowed his head and returned the gift, secretly surprised.

Ziyun Mountain is actually a Buddhist force. Is Liuli's new master a Buddhist eminent monk? Qin Sang had always suspected that Liuli's master was an expert from the Danding Sect after hearing what the Yuan Xiang clan leader said before.

It is said that Buddhist forces are mostly in the west of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but unexpectedly they can also be found in the East China Sea, and they are also related to Liuli.

Liao said: "The poor monk was ordered to wait for the real person. If the real person has nothing important to do, how about we set off immediately and return to the monastery?"

"The Holy Monk will lead the way," Qin Sang said.

"I don't dare, just call me to be angry." He turned around, turned into golden light, and left in the air.

Qin Sang also took up the escape light and caught up with Ai, frowning secretly. For some reason, he felt Ai's attitude towards him was a little cold, maybe it was due to his personality.

Liao Ai's cultivation level is comparable to Qin Sang's. Golden Light is obviously an excellent escape technique. If it were another monk, he might have to use all his strength to barely keep up.

"Are you really unreasonable, or are you just trying to test yourself?"

Qin Sangcan couldn't understand Ai's thoughts, but what he was least afraid of was the competition in escape skills. He silently caught up with Ai and walked side by side with a relaxed and leisurely attitude.

A look of solemnity flashed through Liao's eyes, and his escape speed slowed down a bit.

Qin Sang also slowed down, pretending not to know about the contest just now, and asked the question he wanted to know most: "Which holy monk from Ziyun Mountain is the one who left the jade tablet and invited the poor Taoist to come?"

He replied angrily: "The poor monk was ordered by Master Ning to come to greet Master Ning."

Hearing this, Qin Sang was a little confused.

Ziyun Mountain is a Buddhist force, but the person behind the scenes is a real person. How are they connected?

In this way, Liuli has indeed joined the Taoist sect.

"Master Ning?"

Qin Sang's tone was questioning.

Liao Ai guessed what Qin Sang was wondering about and explained: "When the poor monk was young, Ning Zhenren had lived in seclusion in Ziyun Mountain for many years. The monks in the monastery called Ning Zhenren 'Zhenren'. Many of the monks in the mountain, including the poor monk,

They have all been taught by Master Ning, and regard Master Ning as their teacher in their hearts."

Among the Taoist sects, the great powers of the combined period and the Mahayana period are respected as the True Lord and the Celestial Master respectively. It is unclear whether it originated from the Danding Sect or the Fulu Sect. It has been a common practice to this day. But there may be exceptions, such as someone who likes it.

The title "real person".

When Liao Kai was young, Master Ning lived in seclusion in Ziyun Mountain for many years. Now that Liao Kai is in the middle stage of refining the void, what is the state of Master Ning?

Even though Liao didn't say it explicitly, we can still get a glimpse of it from these words.

Qin Sang was happy that Liuli was studying under such a master, but at the same time she also felt pressure.

Next, Qin Sang asked some more questions. She was obviously unwilling to say too much, so Qin Sang had no choice but to give up. She must have gotten the answer when she met Zhenren Ning.

The two flew side by side and headed southwest. They frequently sensed the scent of monsters along the way, but the other party could not detect them.

We flew until evening and still didn't arrive at Ziyun Mountain.

Until the setting sun was almost sinking into the sea, and the sky was filled with rays of rays of light. He finally lowered his anger, made a seal with his hands, and struck into the void.

The sea surface here is empty and there are no islands or reefs. As a golden handprint appears, the void suddenly shakes slightly and slight waves appear, but the sea surface remains calm.

Qin Sang's expression moved slightly, and he felt a strange wave emerge, but there was nothing unusual before.

The fluctuations quickly spread to them.

"Don't fight against the real person," Liaohe reminded.

Immediately, Qin Sang felt a suction coming, pulling him into the source of the fluctuations. At the same time, the surrounding scenery changed amazingly. The sky and the sea seemed to have flipped, the sky was hanging upside down, and brilliant colors emerged from the void.

The brilliance and scenery are distorted.

Qin Sang felt that he was sinking deeper and deeper, as if he was about to fall into another dimension, but he had no time to explore the source of this power at this time.

He saw a huge mountain, which stood alone on the sea, towering and steep, shrouded in clouds and mist.

Green pines, green cypresses, green willows and strange flowers.

The auspicious mist connects to the sky, and the auspicious clouds connect to the sky!

This is the real fairy mountain. Compared with it, putting aside those magical features, Daiyu Fairy Mountain can only be regarded as a barren hill.

On the top of the Fairy Mountain, purple clouds are floating, making the Fairy Mountain even more mysterious. Ziyun Mountain is indeed worthy of its name.

There are boundless seas in all directions, except for this fairy mountain. Qin Sang doesn't know where he was taken, and I'm afraid it's no longer the same sea area as before.

"This mountain is Ziyun Mountain," he said, raising his hand in vain, "Master, please come with me."

After that, Liaohe took Qin Sang and flew straight to Ziyun Mountain.

Coming closer, Qin Sang saw countless pavilions and pavilions in the mountain. Near the top of the mountain, there were many pavilions and pavilions, hidden among the trees. It was an ancient temple, which must be the Ziyun Mountain Monastery mentioned in the legend.

There are restricted formations in most places, which are covered by fog and the scene is blurred to avoid unnecessary interference. Qin Sang did not let Tianmudie use his magical power to explore.

Liao Ai did not take Qin Sang to the temple, but instead flew around the front mountain and flew to the back mountain.

While speeding, Qin Sang sensed several gazes coming from the mountain, falling on him with the intention of exploring. It could be seen that many people in Ziyun Mountain were paying attention to his arrival.

However, there was no hostility in these glances, only a hint of undisguised scrutiny and alienation.

Qin Sang remained calm and followed Ai to the back mountain.

The terrain of the back mountain is steep, with green trees, gurgling water, and a few pavilions here and there, which is obviously quieter than the front mountain.

There was a quiet lake hidden in the forest. The two of them landed on a stone path beside the quiet lake. The figure paused for a moment, and Qin Sang also heard the faint sound of the piano coming from the front.

After being angry, he subconsciously slowed down, crossed the stone bridge, turned around the tree line, and a lake pavilion came into view.

The four corners of the lake pavilion are exquisite and beautiful. There is a long case in the pavilion with a harp on it. There is someone with her back to them. Her back is slender. It should be a woman who is concentrating on playing the harp. The sound of the harp flows from her fingertips.

He stopped in anger and stood quietly outside the pavilion.

Qin Sang didn't make a sound either. This was obviously an ordinary piano sound, without any trace of true magic power, nor was it a chapter of the law of music. However, it was the most pleasant piano sound that Qin Sang had ever heard in his life.

He couldn't help but close his eyes and listen attentively. The sound of the piano seemed to merge into nature, or perhaps nature merged into the sound of the piano.
To be continued...