Chapter 13:Catch a Crab

Imperial City Zongzheng Mansion, inside the dark walls.

　　"Huo Tong, do you have anything else to say?"

　　In the empty interrogation room, a man was kneeling on a stone slab, his cloth clothes were stained with blood, his hands and feet were bound with shackles and heavy stones were hung on them, his wrists and ankles were rubbed and bleeding. After the words were heard, Huo Tong raised his head but did not look at Zong Cheng, but looked at the dragon and phoenix screen in front of the right: "I am innocent, these people should be killed!"

　　Zong Cheng slammed the gavel: "The guards you killed were all sons of ministers who had made contributions to the country, and one of them was the grandson of the current Marquis of Wu'an! How dare you say you are not guilty?"

　　Huo Tong said confidently: "These people secretly colluded with the barbarians, offered their wives as slaves, and harmed the foundation of Daxia. Shouldn't they be killed?"

　　"Bold, someone come!"

　　"etc."

　　A beautiful female official walked out from behind the screen, raised her voice and stopped Zong Cheng from issuing the execution order, and asked, "How did you know all this?"

　　How do you know?

　　"Hehe." Huo Tong sneered three times, sadness appearing in his desolate pupils.

　　Just a month ago, he brought back the bodies of his comrades from the barbarian land for burial, but he accidentally discovered the scandal of the women in his comrades' families. They all had hookups with the barbarians. After the incident, he found out through repeated inquiries that this kind of thing had become a common practice on the border. Men fought against the barbarians on the battlefield, and nine out of ten houses in the city were empty, leaving only women and children in the city.

　　But in the end, they all became the barbarians' flesh slaves!

　　Even his wife...

　　Huo Tong recalled the day when he returned home and opened the door to see his wife being pressed on the bed and tortured by the barbarians. He immediately became anxious, and the shackles clanged several times. He took two steps forward and knelt down in front of the screen: "If we don't completely annihilate the barbarians, our country will be lost sooner or later! My lord, you must understand this truth!!"

　　The female official peeked behind the screen, then turned around and threw a scimitar in front of Huo Tong: "You are just a warrior, where did you get this weapon?"

　　The scimitar was thrown on the ground, and the blade cut through the stone slab and penetrated half a foot into the ground. Its flowing light and charm were hidden, and it was actually a scimitar spiritual weapon of the Huayun level.

　　If it weren't for this spiritual weapon, Huo Tong, who had no cultivation and a pure warrior's body, would not be able to fight against the master-level Imperial Guards one by one.

　　However, Huo Tong, who had confessed everything he had heard during interrogation since being detained, now remained silent, and it was obvious that he did not want to answer this question.

　　The female official seemed to have been prepared for Huo Tong's reluctance to explain this. She took out a brocade bag from her belt and said, "This brocade bag contains a kind of poisonous insect from the Miao border in the south. After feeding it, it will parasitize in the human head. After that, it will answer any question asked and be very honest. The poison master calls it the honesty poison."

　　When Huo Tong saw the brocade bag, he looked a little timid.

　　The female official took two steps forward and took out a fleshy little worm from the brocade bag with her small hand: "It's okay if you don't say it, but I'm warning you in advance. Anyone who is infected with this poison will be attacked by the worm after seven days. When the worm bites the head, it will be extremely painful. It hurts so much that you have to use your fingers to scratch your eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and even the skin on your head. Do you really want to try this?"

　　The cold wind brought by fear was like a pair of invisible hands caressing Huo Tong's spine. The sharp nails scraped upwards along the spine, inserted into the neck, oozing out a trace of bright red blood, and scraped away the brain flesh on the head and pulled it upwards.

　　hiss--

　　Huo Tong took a breath and knelt forward: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you."

　　"More than a month ago, I returned home and found my wife having an affair with a barbarian. I got so angry that I started fighting with him, but the barbarian was strong and I didn't have any weapons. Afterwards, my legs were broken and I was wandering the streets. On the way, a man wearing Confucian clothes and a white dragon mask actually walked over to me..."

　　Bang--

　　Behind the screen, the empress, wearing a red skirt embroidered with dragons and phoenixes and a phoenix crown on her head, was originally sitting on a soft step, fiddling with a "Ruyi". It was said that this Ruyi was specially presented by the Barbarian Prince "Wu Wenmu Ben" (Huang Feng). It was made of crystal clear jade and had a smooth color, but the shape...how to put it...it was very thick, hard and very long!

　　What if...

　　The empress was playing with the top of the jade ruyi, with her legs crossed and rubbing slightly. After hearing Huo Tong's words, she suddenly stood up, and her high heels with carved dragon patterns cracked the stone slab under her feet. Her mature and lazy face straightened, and she pounced on the screen in front of her with an explosive pressure, and spread her long legs.

　　Snap——

　　As the female official and Zongzheng looked shocked, the empress raised her foot and stepped on Huo Tong's face, digging her hard high heel into the side of his face: "Tell me again, what is that man wearing and what mask is he wearing?"

　　The kick was filled with anger and almost knocked the man unconscious. However, Huo Tong was also very shocked. The senior official who was judging him behind the screen was actually such a sophisticated lady... No, those dragon-carved high heels. Look up... Such white legs, with black grass deep inside. Uh... And there should be only one woman in the world wearing a dragon and phoenix robe.

　　The Queen of Great Xia!

　　Huo Tong was stepped on the ground and struggled to respond: "Afterwards, I left home and found a man wearing Confucian clothes and a white dragon mask on his head..."

　　After repeating it, the empress stomped Huo Tong hard until he fainted, then turned around and looked at the female official: "Is what he said true?"

　　The female official who had learned the art of qi-gazing from Imperial Master Liu Zhouyue nodded.

　　Thick dark clouds floated across the sky of Fengcheng Kyoto. The patrolling night watchmen hurriedly put away their gongs and found a brothel to take shelter from the rain. The empress walked out of the Zongzheng Mansion and raised her beautiful face with cold eyes: "Xu You!!"

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　　The sun was scorching in the sky. The Hengduan Mountains separated the Xia and Man areas, and also separated the climates of the two areas. The hotter the day was in the Man area, the colder the night was.

　　Suddenly, the lizard hunting its prey stopped and pricked up its ears, and the sound of wooden axles rubbing against each other could be heard on the sand dune trail.

　　Wearing disguise masks and using the alias Liu Guzhou, Su Yun and Ji Shaolang have been traveling in the desert for half an hour. Su Yun raised his eyes and looked at the King of Chu, Ji Shaolang, who was sitting opposite him.

　　Ever since Ji Shaolang got on the carriage heading to the desert, he has been flipping through a book called Caolu Jinglüe without stopping for a moment.

　　Su Yun was silent for a moment, then changed the subject: "Brother Shao Lang, won't you tell me about the situation in the Sea of ​​Sand?"

　　"I've gotten used to it over the years. Once I start, I can't stop." Ji Shaolang closed the memorial and smiled calmly: "I really forgot about this. Let's get back to the sea of ​​sand..."

　　"...The Sand Sea is a forbidden area on the border of Liangman. According to the information I know, the space inside is stable, medicinal herbs are everywhere, and there are thousands of warehouses and boxes of opportunity spirit tools. It has attracted many cultivators and mortal merchants to enter. There are also rumors that there is an ancient palace inside, but the forbidden area is a large sand sea maze. Ordinary cultivators cannot find the treasure without exploring the road more than a dozen times."

　　Su Yun pondered for a moment and nodded gently: "So, this forbidden area doesn't seem to be dangerous?"

　　Ji Shaolang shook his head at this time: "Not really, although this forbidden space is stable, it is very dangerous. Brother Guzhou, don't take it lightly. There are two reasons for the danger. The first is the formation. If the person entering is not proficient in the formation, he can only be lost in the sea of ​​sand, how can he find treasure?"

　　"The second is the restriction. The cultivation of the cultivators in this maze will be suppressed to the Guiling realm. Even Sword Immortals and Huayun cultivators can only enter this place with a lower cultivation level. Therefore, many high-level cultivators have died in this place because of this restriction."

　　Su Yun frowned upon hearing this. Seeing this, Ji Shaolang quickly explained, "Brother Guzhou, there is no need to look so sad. I have planned this trip thoroughly. We will be safe once we enter the forbidden area."

　　As he was speaking, Ji Shaolang opened the curtains and said, "We are here as we are talking. Brother Guzhou, please take a look outside."

　　In the desert, even the sky is yellow.

　　There were almost no people in sight for thousands of miles. When Shao Lang opened the curtain and pointed in the direction, he could hear the sound of the rushing wind mixed with a few neighs. In the distance, a group of cavalrymen slowly emerged from the dust. The cavalrymen were wearing heavy armor and were very aggressive. They stretched for half a mile with no end in sight. In the middle, the blue flag held up by the soldier had two words written on it: East! !

　　Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger, and the Qingluan Iron Cavalry is the best in the world.

　　That's right, Ji Shaolang not only invited helpers himself, and they were the Qingluan Iron Cavalry who were rumored to be able to resist even sword immortals.

　　In the Guiling Realm, power returns to the spiritual sea. A cultivator who has cultivated to this realm already has extraordinary powers, but if he has not reached the Huayun Realm, he cannot call upon the natural energy of heaven and earth to replenish it. After all, he is still just a cultivator and cannot be called an immortal.

　　Although ordinary people can practice martial arts, a martial arts master who has reached the peak may be able to fight against a spiritual cultivator. Therefore, elite warriors who gather together with hundreds of people will have to avoid their sharp edge even if they encounter someone in the Huayun realm.

　　A forbidden area with such restrictions is undoubtedly the most unwelcome place for cultivators and the best place to hunt immortal cultivators. However, if one can gather a group of warriors skilled in combat, with a formation master as their leader, and hundreds of warriors as their backing, Ji Shaolang's arrangements for this trip could not be safer.

　　When the two sides approached, the three hundred Qingluan cavalrymen stopped in an orderly manner a hundred steps away from Ji Shaolang's carriage. A hundred steps is the distance between the military formation and the longest range of mortal bows and arrows.

　　Then the cavalry split into two rows on the left and right, and a beautiful female general with a slender figure came out slowly on a "kicking snow" horse. The snow-kicking horse had strong flesh and bones, and its body was as black as ink, except for its four white hooves. It was a top-quality horse breed bred in the Shuize Township of Daxia.

　　The beauty on the horse kicking the snow looks like a beauty. The female general holding the reins and gazing at the carriage looks no more than 28 years old. The desert sunset shines on the female general's face, showing that her skin is delicate and fair. She has no makeup on her face, her eyebrows are long and her mouth is thin, her pair of bright eyes are as bright as cold stars, and she exudes a heroic spirit.

　　Her long silky hair is tied behind her head with a crown, which is simple yet heroic. She wears a silver armor skirt and a red cape that dances in the wind, showing her heroic posture. I don't know if it is for the convenience of walking and fighting under the silver armor skirt, but it is forked on both sides. The most eye-catching thing is her long legs, which are straight and round, without any fat but without lack of strength, and matched with a pair of flowing cloud boots, it shows cleanliness and elegance.

　　In his hand he holds a silver spear with a silver dragon carved on it and a red tassel dancing in the wind. The spear's edge moves with the sunlight, always showing his noble status.

　　There is probably only one person in the world who can command such a grand battle and majesty in the Qingluan Iron Cavalry, the younger sister of the Empress of Great Xia, the Great Xia Fuman General, and the leader of the Qingluan Iron Cavalry: Dongfang Zhen'er.

　　When Ji Shaolang saw his aunt, he waved to Dongfang Zhener excitedly.

　　Seeing Shao Lang's silly greeting, Dongfang Zhen'er felt embarrassed and waved the silver spear to flatter the horse: "Go."

　　The sound of horse hooves came from far away, and the pretty general was riding on the snow-kicking horse, swaying on the horse. Unfortunately, she was wearing silver armor, so she couldn't see the surging waves behind the armor. Only the soft flesh of her beautiful buttocks while riding on the horse showed her shy capital as a woman. There was a slight breeze while she was riding, and her smooth white thighs under her gown were exposed. A silver chain was tied around her legs, which was pitiful and attractive.

　　Before Ji Shaolang could speak, Dongfang Zhener rode to the window and whispered, "Are you ready?"

　　The voice was clear. Su Yun looked at Dongfang Zhen'er through the window. Hmm... she was heroic and sharp, but this sharpness was different from that of his mother. His mother's sharpness was a cold and arrogant sword, while Dongfang Zhen'er was like a sharp spear on the battlefield. Wherever the spear passed, there was blood and corpses everywhere.

　　"Who is this?"

　　Dongfang Zhener bent down and saw Su Yun sitting inside, and spoke out.

　　Su Yun, who had guessed Dongfang Zhen'er's identity, bowed and saluted: "I am Liu Guzhou, and I am honored to meet General Dongfang."

　　"Oh?" Dongfang Zhen'er looked puzzled.

　　Ji Shaolang at the side quickly said: "Liu Guzhou from Penglai Island is a famous formation master. This time he is just with us to explore the sand sea."

　　Penglai Island, Liu Guzhou, last name Liu?

　　Dongfang Zhen'er looked Su Yun up and down with interest, and asked thoughtfully: "How old are you this year?"

　　Su Yun didn't know what Dongfang Zhen'er was thinking, so he just responded to her honestly: "After the New Year, I will be eighteen."

　　Su Yun was not lying. When he left Jiange, he was only seventeen years old and it has only been a month now. Of course, this does not include the more than one year of training in Julong Mountain.

　　Dongfang Zhen'er's heroic eyes revealed a fox-like charming smile: "Then I guess you are half a year older than Shao Lang."

　　There was a sense of preaching from an elder in her words. In fact, after she heard that Liu Guzhou came from Penglai Island, she was thinking in her heart, when did Liu Zhouyue accept a disciple, or a male lover? Oh... Could it be a son born secretly?

　　Feeling Dongfang Zhen'er's scrutinizing gaze, Su Yun still felt a little timid inside.

　　Fortunately, after a moment, Dongfang Zhen'er withdrew her vague gaze from Su Yun's face wearing a disguise mask, looked at Shao Lang and smiled: "Why did you come so late? I had a hard time looking for you in the desert. I thought you were lost."

　　"Hehe, the auction token took some time." Ji Shaolang nodded as if to apologize.

　　At this moment, he still had some of the demeanor of the King of Chu of Great Xia, and looked more like a little nephew trying to please his aunt.

　　Dongfang Zhen'er looked at her nephew's silly look, raised her finger and gently tapped Shao Lang's head, then turned her horse's head and said, "All troops!"

　　Wu!

　　Wu!

　　Wu!

　　The Qingluan Army received the order, and they all held their horses and spears horizontally, moving in unison. The three hundred female riders shouted in unison, their voices were clear and beautiful without any softness, and they implied a murderous intention. Dongfang Zhen'er raised the silver spear in her hand and looked back at the whole army: "Protect His Royal Highness the King of Chu into the sea of ​​sand."

　　"Wu~~!!" The standard-bearer among the cavalry waved the flag and blew the war horn.

　　Ji Shaolang was shocked. He walked out of the carriage and looked towards the flat sand sea on the side: "Auntie, are you ready?"

　　"Um."

　　Dongfang Zhen'er nodded coolly, and the silver spear drew a beautiful arc.

　　Su Yun was stunned in the carriage. What preparations were there? I was still looking at the beautiful general, how come we were entering the forbidden area in a moment?

　　Brother Shaolang, your pace is a bit too fast!

　　Thinking about these inexplicable things, Su Yun turned around and saw Ji Shaolang taking out an entrance token to the forbidden area, then bit his index finger and pointed at the word "Order". A spiritual energy surrounded the token, and the calm desert suddenly boiled, feeling like boiling water. Then Shaolang threw the token into the distant desert.

　　Su Yun: щ(゜ロ゜щ)

　　The token disappeared into the sand, creating a huge vortex of sand and rocks that swallowed up everything within a radius of half a mile.

　　This way of entering the forbidden area is completely different from that of Julong Mountain. Su Yun felt as if he was thrown into a space channel halfway through, as if he was torn apart. He rolled around in the carriage for a while, then flew out of the window, and then hit something hard and soft.

　　The dim light was charming, and Su Yun opened his eyes in the forbidden area of ​​​​the sand sea.

　　There was endless water and endless stone mountains. Soldiers and horses were lying all around. One second he was in the desert and the next he was standing in the vast ocean. Fortunately, the water was not deep, only above the knees, but it was very vast and there were no regular roads.

　　"Mmmmm!!"

　　Where does that sound come from?

　　Su Yun smelled the sound as if it came from under him, and slowly looked down. The silver armor was half removed, and the red robe was soaked with water. He placed his two hands on the breasts under the half-removed silver armor. They felt soft, and there seemed to be some hard bulges, which was quite strange.

　　But the damn thing was that I was actually sitting on someone's face. I could feel the beautiful woman's vagina holding some unspeakable part of my body, and the hot breath was pouring out of my nostrils.

　　Su Yun jumped up in shock, and stepped on the water with his Qi: "General Dongfang!!"

　　"Huh~" Dongfang Zhen'er, who had escaped from Su Yun's clutches, sat up, her face flushed, and she looked a little flustered. She seemed to have choked on water and gasped for breath, and she scolded Su Yun, "Are you willing to get up?"

　　Su Yun stood uncomfortably and responded, "Uh, it was an unintentional mistake by Liu. I hope General Dongfang will forgive me."

　　I never thought that this is the way to enter the forbidden land of the sea of ​​sand!

　　Dongfang Zhen'er wiped her face, picked up the silver spear that sank in the water, turned around and looked at the nervous Su Yun, blinked her bright eyes and hesitated for a moment, straightened her clothes and armor and said: "I was almost suffocated to death by you, kid. As a cultivator, is this your first time entering the forbidden area?"

　　Su Yun nodded. Although it was not the first time, if he did not answer like this, he felt that in the next moment he would be shot by General Dongfang, who was handsome and heroic but had a bad temper.

　　Just when the two were in an awkward stalemate, Ji Shaolang came running over on his Kicking Snow Horse, followed by many beautiful female cavalrywomen. Su Yun couldn't help but marvel at it. Only now, when he got closer, did he realize that the Qingluan Iron Cavalry didn't just have a general of excellent appearance, but all the female soldiers under his command were of top quality as well.

　　They are all beautiful women.

　　Riding his horse in front of Dongfang Zhen'er, Bai Qianqian, a fifth-rank Ranger General, dismounted and knelt on one knee in the water: "General!"

　　Dongfang Zhen'er didn't have time to argue with Su Yun about what happened before. She withdrew her gaze from Su Yun and said, "Report."

　　Bai Qianqian responded respectfully: "Our camp has now entered the sea of ​​sand. Two war horses have been lost, but no personnel or horses have been injured."

　　"Very good, pass the order to reorganize the army."

　　"Yes." Bai Qianqian received Dongfang Zhen'er's order and mounted her horse and left. It seemed that she was going to reorganize the scattered Qingluan cavalry.

　　Ji Shaolang led his aunt's snow-kicking horse and came to her side: "Here, aunt, are you okay? Why is your face so red?"

　　Shao Lang asked this because he saw that his aunt's face looked a little rosy.

　　Dongfang Zhen'er took the reins and quietly drew circles on the reins with her translucent fingernails. Suddenly, her heroic eyes turned to Su Yun unhappily, and finally explained to Shao Lang: "It's nothing. I was pinched by a crab when I came down, and choked on my saliva."

　　"Crab?"

　　Ji Shaolang tilted his head slightly and said, "That's not right. This sand sea is all dead water. There's not even any seaweed. Where can there be crabs? Don't you think so, Brother Guzhou?"

　　Su Yun was about to nod his head, but when he glanced ahead, he felt Dongfang Zhen'er's threatening gaze, and quickly waved his hand and said, "This forbidden area has its own mysteries, and it's not surprising to see crabs."

　　"That's great. Where did the crab that caught my aunt crawl away? The dry food I brought with me is all soaked. It's just right to catch it and stew it."

　　Dongfang Zhen'er smiled softly, while Su Yun felt a chill in his crotch and quickly pulled Brother Shao Lang: "I think we should leave quickly, the water here is not right."

　　Ji Shaolang stopped catching crabs for his aunt and asked, "Brother Guzhou, did you notice something wrong?"

　　Su Yun pretended to be surprised: "You can't feel it?"

　　As soon as these words were spoken, Dongfang Zhen'er, Ji Shaolang, and even some nearby soldiers turned their heads and looked at Su Yun.

　　"The water here flows slowly to the west, but the spiritual energy flows to the east. I see that the small stone mountains erected nearby seem to form some kind of formation. Although I cannot be sure of its purpose without knowing the center of the formation, there is no doubt that the water here will be above our heads in less than half an hour."

　　Dongfang Zhen'er frowned slightly and stared at Su Yun with her bright eyes. She didn't look like she was lying just to change the subject of crabs.

　　After a while, Dongfang Zhener mounted her horse with a gun in hand and said crisply, "You are a formation master, so find a direction. I will go to organize the troops first."

　　After saying this, he took his nephew Ji Shaolang and sat him behind the horse, then left in a leisurely manner.

　　In this forbidden area, although the cultivation level will be limited to the Huayun realm, it does not mean that spiritual energy cannot be used. Now that Su Yun is the only cultivator among the group, he naturally has to take the lead.

　　Su Yun learned the art of sleeve magic from his master. He flicked his sleeves, and a flying sword flew out. He stood on it, and the heat from the spiritual energy dried the clothes on his body. Then he flew straight up into the sky hundreds of miles high.

　　But it can only go up to a hundred miles, because it cannot go higher. After flying to a certain height, one can clearly feel that the sky seems to be covered by an invisible film. This film is located above the hundred miles and restricts the cultivators from breaking through by force.

　　Su Yun did not stubbornly insist on breaking through the restrictions of the forbidden area, but began to look down and observe the terrain. Only by flying into the air could he discover the grandeur of the sea of ​​sand.

　　After a while, the three hundred Qingluan cavalry had been reorganized and lined up to wait below Su Yun. Ji Shaolang looked up and murmured, "Those who cultivate immortality are indeed extraordinary."

　　The tone contained two contradictory emotions of loneliness and expectation. Dongfang Zhen'er turned around and looked back at her little nephew who was sitting with his arms around her waist: "Royal men cannot practice immortality, don't let your imagination run wild."

　　Ji Shaolang naturally understood this principle. The male dragon descendants of the Great Xia Dynasty were restricted by the laws of nature and had never been able to practice the way of immortality. This was because they all contained human dragon energy in their bodies. If they forced the spiritual energy into their bodies, they would suffer backlash. In the best case, the dragon energy would dissipate and their foundation would be destroyed, and in the worst case, they would die.

　　The divine light in his eyes gradually faded, and Ji Shaolang suddenly said: "Then why doesn't my aunt practice immortal cultivation? You don't have this restriction."

　　Dongfang Zhen'er paused, tightened her grip on the silver spear, and looked up at Su Yun, who was flying in the air with a sword: "I don't want to be like my sister, that would be too empty."

　　After hearing this, Ji Shaolang was a little absent-minded: "In fact, I still don't believe that there are really immortals in this world, nor do I believe that there are immortals who can surpass Dongxu."

　　Dongfang Zhener nodded and said, "Why don't you ask him later if he has seen a true immortal and whether there is a way to achieve immortality after reaching the state of emptiness?"

　　Ji Shaolang shook his head and said leisurely:

　　"Even if there is, so what? As the prince of Daxia, what I should do is to make Daxia prosperous, let the people live and work in peace, and strive to wipe out the barbarians and the Yi people, so that the continent will be peaceful from now on. In this way, after a hundred years, it can be considered a meaningful experience, instead of becoming an inconspicuous grain of sand on the path of cultivation, sinking in this vast ocean. People today can't see the moon of the past, but this moon once shone on the old people. Immortality? In my opinion, that is just a wishful thinking. Try new tea with new fire, and enjoy poetry and wine while you are still young!"

　　In the blink of an eye, Ji Shaolang's dragon energy gradually became stronger after his lofty words. This was his determination and also his attainment of enlightenment.

　　Su Yun returned on his sword after surveying a small formation and began to explain to everyone: "There are small and large stone mountains in this sea area, with many formation eyes of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Evils, and they also contain the theory of the Five Elements. I estimate that there are many similar small formations in other places, and they are used to kill or confuse the soul, but they all point to a certain direction."

　　As he spoke, Su Yun raised his finger and pointed to the west.

　　Dongfang Zhen'er pondered Su Yun's words for a moment, then asked in confusion, "Didn't you say before that water flows westward and air flows eastward? If we continue to go west, won't we be flooded sooner or later?"

　　"That's how it looks like." Su Yun flew to the confused nieces and nephews and explained to them, "The formation is so mysterious that you can't just look at it. This formation fits the hexagram. There is only one way out, which is to the west. On the other hand, going east is a dead end."

　　Dongfang Zhen'er pursed her lips, very dissatisfied with the look in the eyes of this guy who was almost as old as her nephew when he spoke to her. His squinting sword-like eyes seemed to be saying to her: Why does this general look so stupid?

　　Ji Shaolang listened to Su Yun's words and nodded: "Aunt, we should trust Brother Guzhou's judgment, let's go."

　　Su Yun chuckled and flew away on his sword, waving his hand: "I fly fast on my sword, so I can explore the way forward."

　　"Move out!"

　　Following Dongfang Zhen'er's order, the Qingluan Iron Cavalry formed groups of three and three and followed Su Yun, who was riding a sword, half a mile behind him in an orderly manner.

　　In the same space, but in different sea areas.

　　There were two splashing sounds, and then the charming young woman's voice sounded: "Oh, why is there so much water here?"

　　Then a man's voice said, "I don't know either."

　　The charming young woman twisted the water off her dress unhappily and said, "Master, why don't you take my hand?"

　　"You don't practice well, so you blame me for your slow reaction?" The female voice called the sect leader said jokingly at the beginning, and then suddenly said coldly: "What are you looking at? Go squat behind the rock!"

　　"Hehe, yes." The man laughed twice and went to face the wall behind the small rock hill.

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　　This world is full of bright green mountains and distant starlight.

　　The entrance signal light flashed in the air, and a man wearing a Confucian robe and a white dragon mask, holding a blank book in one hand, slowly descended. The man was thirty-six years old, but looked as young as someone in his twenties. His face was gentle and his deep eyes held a mysterious look.

　　Her long hair was tied behind her like brocade. Behind her waist was a straight knife, three feet and three centimeters long. The handle had a bamboo leaf pattern, which was very elegant. She looked northwest and sighed, "Shangguan Yuhe, Pei Wan, Su Qingshan, ah Su Qingshan, you can't even keep your beauty after you die."

　　Then he looked towards the northeast and continued, "King Chu of Daxia and Dongfang Zhen'er. Tsk tsk, there is also this seventeen-year-old Guiling Nine-level Formation Master. No, Jian Gu Jian Xin, this person should be a natural swordsman. Interesting, interesting. Liu Zhouyue has accepted a good disciple."

　　After saying that, he stepped into the water with one foot.

　　boom--

　　A semicircular hole was formed in the knee-deep water, revealing the white sand at the bottom of the water. The figure of the scholar turned into an eagle flying over the vast ocean, leaving a line of ripples on the blue sea.

　　The forbidden area is different from the outside world. There is no strong wind, but it is vast and boundless. The scenery is no different. Su Yun, who walked more than 900 feet in the sky, felt a little bored. He sat cross-legged on the 'Unnamed Big Sword' bought at the auction. The big sword is a broad sword that can hold two big buttocks.

　　Su Yun was bored and picked up the water gourd that was fastened on his waist. It was filled with Zuichuntang's old fermented liquor, which was strong in the mouth and burned his heart.

　　However, just as he raised his head to drink, he caught a glimpse of Su Yun and spat out the wine.

　　Su Yun: w(°o°)w

　　At the end of the ocean dozens of feet away, a water ball thousands of feet high suddenly appeared. The water ball was covered with water vapor and some condensed ice crystals. If you look from a distance, you can only see a vast expanse of white. Su Yun stood up from the sword, put one hand across his eyebrows, and looked up.

　　The cavalry galloped below, splashing water. At first they were wondering why the monk leading the way suddenly stood up. Just as they were about to ask, the water vapor that was covering them happened to break through, and the scenery created by nature appeared before their eyes.

　　Even though she had fought on the battlefield and climbed hundreds of meters high, Dongfang Zhener, who was used to big scenes, couldn't help but show surprise in her eyes.

　　"How can there be such a big water ball?"

　　"This is totally inconsistent with the worldly law argument taught in the Imperial Academy."

　　"Does this mean we should go in?"

　　The female cavalry soldiers standing in front of the water ball were talking a lot. After an inspection, Su Yun slowly descended from the top of the cloud.

　　"This is strange." Ji Shaolang sat behind Dongfang Zhen'er, holding his aunt's beautiful waist. Seeing Su Yun fall, he said, "Although I have asked the monks who have been close to this place beforehand, their descriptions are far less shocking than what I have seen with my own eyes now."

　　"This water ball should have grown larger recently. The water gathering formation will slowly gather the water from all around. The cultivators who entered before should have rarely been able to break in here. They are probably just looking for medicine or treasures in the shallows of the ocean outside." Su Yun put the flying sword back into his sleeve and explained to Ji Shaolang.

　　Dongfang Zhen'er felt that what Su Yun said made sense, but as a mortal, it was hard not to feel fear when seeing such a spectacular sight. Seeing that the water under her feet was almost flooding over the horse's legs, her eyes moved slightly: "So, what should we do now?"

　　Su Yun tilted his head to look at the clumsy Dongfang Zhen'er and gestured, "Go in."

　　"Go in, just rush in?" Dongfang Zhen'er questioned: "What's the difference between going in and drowning outside in this puddle of water?"

　　Su Yun turned around and looked at the beautiful and heroic female general, with a look in his eyes that suggested that this female general was not very smart:

　　"Although I don't understand the situation inside, I have used my spiritual sense to sense it. It should not be just a ball of water but a world inside. However, if I enter rashly, I might really be trapped in the water."

　　Seeing Su Yun say this, Dongfang Zhen'er had to purse her lips and hold back the words she wanted to say. Her bright eyes still stared at Su Yun, thinking that the cultivator her nephew found was really... well, how to put it?

　　That look of contempt is so evil.

　　At this time, Ji Shaolang, who had been staying behind his aunt, understood Su Yun's plan and said, "So, Brother Guzhou has a way to take us in."

　　Isn't this why you brought me here?

　　"Of course." Su Yun nodded to Ji Shaolang, and said to the big water ball with his hands behind his back: "It's just that it's a bit late to break through the formation now. If you want to get in, you may have to use some unconventional means."

　　"General, can I use your spear?"

　　Although Dongfang Zhen'er felt that this little rascal had flirted with her and looked down on her, she was hateful, but she still believed in the ability of the immortal cultivator. Her long legs in boots lightly hooked the side of the horse, her red robe fluttered, and her long legs were soft and tender, which undoubtedly made Ji Shaolang and Su Yun present feel excited. These legs were really...

　　Snap——

　　Su Yun took the silver spear. The silver spear was 13 feet 7 inches long and felt heavy in the hand. The wooden pole should be made of ten thousand year old golden wood. The tip of the spear was sharp, with cold light and dragon patterns. It contained spiritual essence and should have been made by a famous weapon refiner. In a sense, it could be regarded as a magic weapon of the spiritual realm and could be used by immortal cultivators.

　　"Good gun!" Su Yun praised, his right hand slid to the tail of the gun, then he lightly tapped the water surface with his left foot, flew ten feet high, then pulled it back towards the water ball, filling the gun tip with spiritual energy.

　　Some memories come to mind.

　　[At that time, about three months had passed in Julong Mountain.

　　With a clanging sound, the green sword energy was the strongest in the half mile. Su Yun looked at the sword in his hand with some disbelief in his eyes.

　　"Yes, you have learned all the sword techniques." On the top of the mountain, Yue Qi'er was lying on the cattail platform in a white dress, with her soft lips slightly curled up on her holy face and a charming smile.

　　Su Yun turned around and bowed to his master: "I have to thank you for your teachings, Master."

　　However, the next moment, Yue Er's soft hands withdrew from the soft legs, pointed at the fruit plate on the ground in front of her with interest, and taught Su Yun: "Rebelliousness is the sword intention of Lu Juan, but people should not learn this."

　　Su Yun understood his master's actions, put away the green sword, ran to the fruit plate, picked up an tangerine, sat cross-legged in front of his master, and began to peel it for him filially. The tangerine was plump and sweet, and the aroma wafted in the air the moment the skin was opened. After peeling the tangerine, he handed it over.

　　But the master was too lazy to raise his hand, he just slightly opened his red lips, revealing his white teeth, pink tongue and fragrant breath, and Yue Qier put on a seductive posture of 'playing hard to get'.

　　"Master, aren't you afraid of getting fat if you stay like this?" Su Yunchun pulled off a slice of tangerine and put it to the master's lips: "Hiss, it hurts."

　　Yue Qier listened to her disciple's words and bit his finger in revenge. Then she straightened up very seriously. Her clothes fluttered and the soft jade bowl on her chest trembled. The sun shone behind her clothes, and at this moment, they seemed to take shape.

　　Even Su Yun, who was as serious as a saint, couldn't help swallowing his saliva as he held in his mouth the tangerine that his wife Yue Er had bitten off in half.

　　"Humph." The master, who was only angered by his disciple, said with a frosty face: "So, you are disgusted by my fatness?"

　　Su Yun shook his head wildly. How could the master be fat? Looking at him through his clothes under the light, he looked... like his mother!

　　Why mother? Because in Su Yun's heart, mother's face and figure are the most perfect and flawless. There is no doubt that the master is now very close to this status.

　　But Yue Qier didn't care about that. She put her hands on her slender waist, swung her sleeves, and a pile of weapons fell to the ground with a bang. She said angrily: "Since you have learned the sword almost enough, it's time to learn something else. Continue to learn from me. If you don't learn it, you won't be allowed to eat."

　　Su Yun realized that his master was serious and looked a little flustered: "Huh?"

　　"Don't try to be clever. You are not allowed to take the fasting pills."

　　"Alas~"]

　　In the bubble years, it's been a long time since the good times of that day.

　　Su Yun in the air opened his sword eyes with burning gaze, and gently stroked the center of the gun with his left hand. The gun body could be seen trembling slightly with the naked eye. For a moment, there was no wind or tide on the vast ocean surface, and there were rumbling thunders in the cloudless sky, as if thousands of troops were galloping around.

　　Su Yun held the gun in the air, bathed in the wind, his clothes fluttering in the wind, like an immortal descending to the earth.

　　"Wind Wave Gun!"

　　Dongfang Zhen'er was shocked when she saw the gunshot in front of her.

　　Ji Shaolang had never cultivated immortality, nor did he practice martial arts, so he didn't understand what was going on. He just asked his beautiful aunt, "What is Fengbo Gun?"

　　"The Fengbo Spear was originally a spear used by the Jianghu people of the previous dynasty, and was later improved by the famous general Yang Su and introduced into the army as a battlefield weapon. It once created a powerful record of destroying an entire city with one spear." Dongfang Zhen'er said, "Spear techniques are based on picking, piercing, and stabbing, but this spear takes a different approach, sweeping and scraping. Wherever it passes, all the wind and waves will surrender."

　　How could Dongfang Zhen'er not be shocked to see the lost spear technique in the hands of a later immortal? If she could let him teach her this formation, she would not have to be afraid of that in the future...

　　Thinking of this, Dongfang Zhen'er tightened her legs and couldn't help rubbing the grooves on the horse's back. No one knew what she was thinking of.

　　While they were talking over there, Su Yun never stopped his actions.

　　Fengbo Spear is a martial arts spear technique, but it does not mean that it cannot be used by immortals. In a sense, the fighting techniques of immortals and martial artists are the same.

　　"Open!" A long shout came from Su Yun's mouth and spread throughout the army.

　　The storm stopped. Su Yun held the butt of the gun, bent his body and swept forward. His clothes suddenly tightened. There were explosions in the sky, cutting the air wherever he passed. The huge water ball was torn into a passage. The passage was very long and dozens of feet wide. Moreover, the texture of the water ball did not change, it was very flat, as if the passage did not exist at all.

　　Whoosh——

　　Su Yun's face flushed as he landed on the water. He was obviously exhausted after using the Fengbo Spear, but he didn't dare to waste time. After returning the silver spear to Dongfang Zhen'er, he urged, "Go in quickly. The crack created by the Fengbo Spear won't last long."

　　Dongfang Zhen'er, who had been secretly rubbing the horse's back, also came to his senses, but there was an indescribable complexity on her heroic cheeks. She ignored the little rascal who had "defiled" her, and ordered all the Qingluan cavalry to enter the water ball.