Chapter 273: Qianfeng Mountain

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Yutai Mountain is already in chaos, and countless cultivators have sent it out. The last three people are Yi Hong, Su Zimu, and Zuo Qiuyang. Zuo Qiuyang's chest was broken with five big mouths, and blood could not help flowing out.
And several teleport elders spit on the ground at this time, and a disciple hurried to several Daomeng elders in a hurry, said anxiously: "Report the elders! The abnormal fluctuations came from the Magic Moon Forest, and the teleportation left by several seniors collapse , Four teleport elders were seriously injured! "
"What!" Several Daomeng elders were obviously shocked.
"Report--"
Another disciple with a compass in a hurry arrived: "The tertiary area, the tertiary area, and the tertiary area disappeared from the map!"
"What!" One elder was shocked, and the other elder immediately said: "Go ahead and count the number of people immediately! At the same time check the reasons for the disappearance of these three areas on the map!"
Murong Xian'er looked at the collapsed teleport and never saw Xiao Chen coming out. At this moment, she was full of tears: "Xiao Chen ... brother ..."
Zi Mo's face was also anxious at the moment, and said: "Don't worry, the kid will be fine." He walked to Yu Yifeng and others, knocked Yu Yifeng's head, and shouted: "You The lead team is now a man! Why are you the only one out! "
Yu Yifeng dared not raise his head and whispered: "Brother Xiao, he smashed our jade paper, and he is still fighting Zuo Qiuyang ..."
After an hour, the number of people was counted, and only three people did not come out, namely Xiao Chen of the Yuqing Gate, Xiner of the Palace of Unforgettable Palace, and Xiaoyue of the Qianyu Gate. The reasons for the disappearance of the three areas on the map are: space collapse .
"Empty ... the space collapses ..."
Murong Xian'er suddenly fainted.
An elder stepped on the high platform and raised his hand to indicate the quietness below, shouting: "Don't panic, you should temporarily postpone the Fairy Sword Assembly for three months, and now start the search and rescue work ..."
The cultivator had something wrong in the trial of the Immortal Sword Conference. Wuzhou Daomeng must give a satisfactory answer, otherwise it will not be able to explain to the world. More importantly, Xiao Chen and Huangfu have nothing to say. The mysterious youth who has recently risen The strong man, and Xiaoyue is the heir to the ancient immortal school Qianyumen, not to mention any problems in the Wuzhou Daomeng League.
The elders below whispered: "The Magic Moon Forest has never had any problems for thousands of years. How come there are problems suddenly this time?"
"Is it ... is it the reason of that place ..."
"The space collapses, the god-cultivators may not be able to bear it, I see, the chances of those three beings are not very big."
An old man in a red robe sneered in the crowd. It was Wan Gufeng from Tianhuomen. He only whispered to himself, "Oh, God, really God!"
In the next three days, the Wuzhou Daomeng gathered nearly 200 professionals to carry out a full-scale search and rescue of the Magic Moon Forest, including six extinct cultivators and more than 20 Yuanying realm cultivators. One hundred imperial envoys were sent to help.
After a month passed, there was heavy snow in the Tianyuan City. Many children were making snowmen at their doorsteps, firing artillery battles, and the search and rescue work continued for a month.
Li Muxue stood in front of the window, looking at the snow falling outside the window, holding the jade paper Xiao Xiao gave her.
Murong Xian'er was crying at Zimo all day long and clamoring for Brother Xiao Chen.
Twelve people in the dark incense floating moon evening joined the search and rescue.
The Ling family also invited dozens of people to go to the Magic Moon Forest. Of course, their purpose was to find Xiao Chen, but they did not need to report after they found it. They killed them without dying, and then quietly transported the body back.
At this moment, in a small square pavilion, there are people such as Qing Chen, Zi Mo, Feng Xi, etc., as well as the Taiyi real person of Wan Jianmen. In the middle of the room stood a handsome man with silver hair, carrying a blue sword box, sword box The Tai Chi pattern is printed on it, and the word "Kunlun" is engraved below the Tai Chi pattern.
This person is the son of Kunlun Jianxiantian. Although he looks young, he is actually more than 600 years old, and he is the most senior person here.
The Kunlun School is also a family of ancient immortals, and unlike Qianyumen, the people of Kunlun School hardly move around in the world, so many younger disciples will soon forget this ancient immortal school.
"Tian Yizi, in your opinion, what is the most likely result of this space collapse?" Feng Xi frowned.
Tianyizi Meiyu micro-locked and said: "When the space collapses, there will be time and space confusion. It is possible that this person will be teleported to another point in time, that is, it is possible to return to the past or to the future.
Qingchen real person's brow furrowed: "Can Tianyi real person explain in detail?"
Tian Yizi said: "If you go back to the past, this person will disappear forever at his original time, and there may be two of him in the past. If you go to the future, all of us here will forget this person, Until they meet in the future. "
Everyone's eyebrows were deeply locked, and there were Xiao Chen and others in their memories, indicating that the three of them did not go to the future. Tian Yizi said again: "If you rule out the possibility of time confusion, there is another possibility. The magic weapon or other factors may be teleported to another location nearby when the space collapses. This is the best situation. "
At present, everyone of course expects this last situation to happen. Seven days have passed since then, and Tianyuan City is still snowing heavily. Seven hundred miles to the west of the city is where the Magic Moon Forest is.
Connected to the Magic Moon Forest, there is a continuous snow-capped mountain. The snow and ice are not melted all the year round. It is called the Qianfeng Mountain Range. It is peak-to-peak, and it spans the territory of several large and small countries.
Under the Qianfeng Mountain, there are also many small schools. They are silent and unknown. Unlike the famous door schools such as Xianyoumen, Yuqingmen, and Tianlanzong, Wang Luo is the foundation monk of such a small school. .
This was his tenth day on the Qianfeng Mountain. In the boundless snow and snow, he was like a lost traveler. The snow and wind quickly covered his footprints behind him.
But at the moment his face was filled with a happy smile and full of hope for the future. He clutched tightly a kit hanging around his waist and said to himself: "With this snow demon Nedan, this time I will be successfully promoted to the seventh floor of the foundation, and the sister will never look down on me again, hehe ... "
This Nedan was obtained by fighting a snow demon two days ago and almost lost his life. He said that he looked out at the mountain top where he could not see the end: "This time I brought back a snow lotus for the sister, she was happy, The association will promise to marry me, and when this time I go back, I will raise my parents, hey. "
Wang Luo was born poor, and in his early years his parents were killed by collusion with the bullies in the village. Fortunately, he was brought back by the head of the Ziyang Gate, but his qualifications were mediocre. For more than a decade, he has only been hovering in the middle of the foundation.
However, he dreamed of marrying his daughter Zisha all day long, but he didn't know that his daughter didn't look at him at all. This time he was asked to pick snow lotus in Qianfeng Mountain, but he said it casually, so that he would be annoyed, People actually wished that he would die better on the mountain, and he would save himself from being bothered every day.
After spending two hours, Wang Luo finally climbed to the top of the mountain. After nearly falling off the cliff several times, he finally successfully picked a snow lotus swaying in the cold wind.
"Hey, Sister Zisha, waiting for me, I'm back ..."
On the way down the hill, Wang Luo was full of illusions about the future. At this moment, a cold laughter sounded behind him: "Sister Wang."
Wang Luo turned away immediately, and after seeing the man in white shirt in front of him, he immediately warned: "Mo Hengyu! Why are you following me!"
In front of him, this handsome man is his brother, Xiu Wei has reached the peak of foundation building. No one in the martial arts dare to disrespect, Mo Hengyu smiled gently: "Give me Yaodan and Xuelian."
Wang Luo immediately clutched his arms tightly and said, "This is something I almost lost my life to get. Why should I give you!"
"Just because I am your brother!" Mo Hengyu suddenly looked cold and walked towards him.
Wang Luo quickly backed away, and under the threat of this foundation-building peak, even his breath seemed to stop. He trembled: "You ... what do you want to do! I will give it to you!" Xuelian's box and tips were thrown away.
Mo Hengyu smiled softly: "That's right, but you can't tell the story, especially in front of Sister Zisha and Master."
In front of him, this master was cultivated to be much higher than him. Wang Luo now only had to endure, determined to one day step on it! He said in a deep voice: "I won't say it ..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt cold in his heart and followed the blood out of his mouth: "Mo Hengyu, you ..."
Mo Hengyu withdrew his sword and smiled coldly: "Only dead people will not talk nonsense, and you want to marry my sister of purple yarn even for your waste, rest assured, they will find your corpse in a few days ..."
Wang Luo fell heavily and looked at Mo Hengyu's leaving back with two eyes full of resentment. The blood gradually stained a piece of snow. At the moment before he died, he was still thinking of the name of the sister.
At the same time, on the other side of the mountain, a pale-faced young man fell in the snow. The wind and snow almost covered him up, and there was a raccoon cat with zhizhi grass on his head.
Suddenly, the young man sat up in shock and shouted, "Heart! Heart!"
This young man, Xiao Chen, was awakened by Zhi Luan next to him: "Meow me! Is this big fairy dead?"