Chapter 340

Above the water surface, the effectiveness of the earth system law of xuanhu lake was greatly reduced, and the speed of the law boat naturally slowed down. It took half a day to cross this water.

Xiang Yang estimated that this sanqingze is at least ten thousand miles away.

It was late at night and thousands of miles ahead. A few stars suddenly appeared on the horizon in front. The strangest thing is that there was a dark one among the stars. It seemed that there was an obvious dividing line to draw the sky.

When I got a little closer, I found that they were actually two huge cities, built along the mountains, one on each side, and the dark place in the middle was a plain hundreds of miles wide.

"That's the mountain pass where Sanqing was originally located!" xuanhu pointed forward and drew behind him: "if you add the Wanli lake and the grassland in front of the Qitian mountains, this plain is not much smaller than the deciduous plain where Jiuding Xianmen is located!"

"How many barbarians can be accommodated in such a large place... Plus this mountain pass, no wonder it will become the main attack place of the barbarians. However, with the power of monks, why not directly block this mountain pass? Can't this be done once and for all and reduce a lot of defensive pressure?"

Xiang Yang looked forward and looked at the huge mountain pass in the distance. He was quite curious.

Xuanhu said with a smile: "hehe, those guys are single-minded and want to break through here every time, but there are too many people to fight. The royal family will arrange some small tribes to attack other places. If they really block up here, they will divide troops everywhere, and their whereabouts are more difficult to figure out, but it is not easy to defend..."

"Don't the barbarians have a few smart people? How can they be so stupid..." Xiang Yang thought more and more that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out anything.

The secret is very deep.

Xiang Yang frowned. There was a fishy smell in the air. The former convenience was the mountain pass. It should have been the place with the most smooth air circulation. How could there be such a smell?

The two cities seemed not far away, but at the speed of the Dharma boat, they still flew for an hour before they came near, and the fishy smell became stronger and stronger.

Looking at the huge building in front of him, Xiang Yang couldn't help taking a breath.

It's too big

The whole city encloses a huge mountain. The outermost city wall alone is nearly a thousand feet high, and there are several roads inside. Above the city wall, a campfire is lit every ten feet and winds away. The blazing fire cuts through the night. I don't know there are tens of thousands of tall buildings built along the mountain until the clouds are deep. Those stars, It is the light from these campfires and buildings.

There are two such cities. In the middle of the two cities, there is an urn tens of miles wide, several miles thick and hundreds of feet high. It spreads out along the foot of the mountain, and in the middle is a hundred miles wide plain.

No matter on the city wall or in the urn, there are countless monks wandering around in uniform. All of them have extraordinary momentum. Xiang Yang used his lingjue to explore a little. Unexpectedly, three or four of the ten are monks in Yuanying period, and the remaining three or four are monks in jiedan period, and even nine turn monks. Look at the scale of these two cities, Wouldn't it be necessary to have tens of thousands of babies stationed here?

Thinking about the whole Fuyu sect and several Yuan Ying friars, Xiang Yang couldn't help being surprised.

Although it was late at night, there was still a roar of people here. From time to time, Yunzhou came from a distance and landed at the berth in the urn city. Its own friars came forward to inquire. After inspection, they could enter the city. However, xuanhu lake is one of the top ten commanders. Naturally, there was no need to report. Fazhou went directly to the highest part of the city, passed through the thin clouds and fell in front of a piece of green brick and green tile buildings.

"My ancestor Yuhai is here. He has heard the news of the battle and is waiting for you. He is the last leader of Xianzong. He has great reputation in the clan. During the chaos thousands of years ago, he was one of the top ten commanders. He took the lead and fought three five mountain Barbarians for three days. He fought hard to keep the defense line around Tianchi peak. Friars in northern China are grateful for his skills. Now Tianchi peak is in the forefront It has been renamed yuhaifeng. It has been in chaos for thousands of years. There are no more than ten names changed due to personal achievements. This is one of them. "

Xuanhu collected the Dharma boat, took Xiang Yang towards the inside, and smiled at him: "your credit this time can be said to benefit all sentient beings. I guess I will get this honor in the future. That's the real famous mountain and sea!"

Fighting three barbarians alone? Xiang Yang was respectful to the old ancestor of Yuhai.

Now he has met many northern Chinese masters. Except Lei Zhen and a few others, they are basically magnanimous people. Although the competition in the immortal world is cruel, it is not easy for most monks to guard the road.

When I entered the gate, I saw a sparkling lake. Under a simple Pavilion in the middle of the lake, an old man was sitting on it and looked at them with a smile.

"Meet my grandfather! This is Xiang Xiaoyou. Now he is worshipped by Xianzong..."

Xuanhu was very respectful to the old man and bowed as soon as he entered the door. Xiang Yang always respected such an old man and worshipped him on one side.

"Well, he's really a good boy! Good! Come on, come and drink with me first... This is the colorful head I won from Sanmu's mother a few days ago. It's a good thing!"

Yuhai's father is a ferocious old man with eyes and kisses. There is a long scar on his left face. He is tall and wears a water blue linen robe. He has been washed white. According to Xiang Yang, this robe is a secular dress, which is not a magic weapon at all.

Compared with his appearance, his voice is very clear, just like water waves, which is refreshing to hear.

A language, there are pieces of lotus leaves floating slowly in the lake, overlapping and spreading until the side of the Pavilion

"Two days ago, the little madman Lei Zhen came. He has been jumping up and down these days. He said he wanted to get some justice for the two kids who sharpened their swords..."

Yuhai said with a smile as he fiddled with the tea set in front of him: "little guy, you're very cruel. That's the peak of the two three robbers. Jiansan is estimated to be at the end, but Jianwu is very likely to be promoted to Zhenjun..."

Xuanhu looked at the two people in surprise and listened to the tone of the old ancestor. It seemed that he was really sure that the two real people were folded under Xiang Yang's hand? How is that possible?

Xiang Yang played with the common celadon bowl in front of him and said with a smile, "Lao Zu, as the saying goes, they can't live because of their own sins. No wonder who is to blame."

"Ha ha, you're right. You have no eyes. Who's to blame? Come on, pour it for you..." Yuhai laughed, picked up the teapot, poured a full bowl directly to Xiang Yang, and then looked up. There was a flash of magic in his eyes that originally seemed to be faint: "how are those big people now?"