Meng Chen followed Zhang Wudao to the misty forest. There was a stone tablet at the entrance with the words "Cloud Valley" engraved on it.
The Misty Forest is a description of this place, and the Cloud Valley is the real name of this place.
Zhang Wudao stood at the entrance and said loudly: "Old Sect Master, the person you are looking for has been brought!"
Zhang Wudao's voice was loud, and with the blessing of his cultivation, it quickly spread into the valley.
"Let him in."
Meng Chen listened for a long time with his ears pricked up, and then an old voice came from inside. To be honest, it was a bit hollow...
Meng Chen looked at Zhang Wudao: "Old man, what do you say?"
Zhang Wudao glanced at Meng Chen pitifully: "The old sect leader only lets you in, so go on your own!"
The entrance was on one side of the stone monument, and on the other side was an ancient pine. Meng Chen stepped in and walked in.
As soon as Meng Chen entered, he felt a chill coming over him. The cold breath instantly penetrated into his bones, so cold that he, who had just broken through to the late stage of Hedao, could not help but shiver.
Wherever you enter, there are ancient trees and heavy snowfall, and the white snow covers several mountains in the distance. Directly opposite the entrance, between ancient trees, a path winds its way deeper into the valley.
No one responded, and Meng Chen walked on the snow, leaving a line of deep footprints on it.
After walking for more than half an hour, the trail is still there, but the end is not visible. Meng Chen raised his eyes and looked up. Behind the falling snow curtain, a small house was looming in the wind and snow.
Meng Chen had seen this hut when he first came in. He had been walking with this hut as his destination, but after more than half an hour, he could still only see the hut from a distance.
If Meng Chen guessed correctly, he probably used the laws of space. The opponent could use the laws of space to trap him, and his attainments in the avenue of space must be greater than his own.
Thinking about his identity, the old sect leader of Yuandao Palace, his cultivation level is at least at the level of transcending tribulation. From this point of view, it is not surprising that he can trap himself.
Meng Chen walked for another half an hour, but the distance was still there, but Meng Chen didn't want to leave anymore.
"Old man, don't give up, right? Just tell me what you want to do!" Meng Chen scolded angrily.
Walking in the snow for an hour uselessly was a way of showing respect to the old sect master of Yuandao Palace. After all, Meng Feiyan and he were both in Yuandao Palace, so it was a sign of respect.
But now, the old guy hasn't responded at all, so you can't blame yourself.
After Meng Chen scolded him angrily, the snowflakes became more intense, and in a moment they actually submerged Meng Chen, burying him in it.
When the heavy snow piled up to his chest, Meng Chen's tiger body shook, and the heavy snow flew, and the snow within a hundred meters was cleared instantly.
There was not a single snowflake in the radius of a hundred meters below Meng Chen's feet.
The snowy peaks in the distance shook, the snow collapsed, the earth shook, and the peaks rose from the ground. After a moment, a big hand that covered the sky and the sun appeared, and could smash the entire valley into pieces with one press.
Meng Chen planned to force the old guy to come out, but he didn't expect the old guy to be so scary.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, a big hand slapped the snowfield in the distance, triggering an even more terrifying earthquake. A mountain range detached from the ground. Only when the snow fell did it become clear that this mountain range was actually a body.
After the huge avalanche, a body taller than the mountains appeared, with its head straight into the sky, hidden behind the clouds.
After a moment, two holes appeared in the clouds, and a pair of cloudy eyes appeared behind the holes.
"Qingxiao? Are you the monk who survived the tribulation near the teleportation domain platform?"
Meng Chen was speechless. He was already here, and this old guy still wanted to ask questions.
"Yes, I wonder why senior is looking for me?" Meng Chen stood upright without any fear. A huge sound came from behind the clouds, like thunder. As it rumbled, the clouds were shaken away, revealing the huge head hidden behind.
It was a Taoist priest with Tai Chi hair on his temples and cheeks as dry as old tree bark. He looked down at Meng Chen below. In his eyes, the sun and the moon alternated, the sea was dry and the rocks were rotting, and there were countless scenes.
"Qingxiao, did you know that the thunder catastrophe you overcame was the thunder catastrophe of annihilation?" The old man's voice was so loud that it even caused the wind and snow.
Meng Chen's face also darkened: "I don't know, and old man, don't you have trouble talking like this? Do you really feel that you are big?"
"Bang!"
There was a roar, and an inexplicable pressure shattered the clouds and fell suddenly. The wind and snow dozens of miles around Meng Chen were instantly cleared away. Under this huge pressure, Meng Chen's body remained upright, but the ground beneath his feet was sunken. It went down, forming a huge pit tens of meters deep.
Meng Chen didn't say anything, he just stared at the old man.
The old man didn't know what he was thinking. His body quickly shrank and returned to its normal state, appearing in the pit.
After his body returned to its normal state, snow fell heavily from the sky and the earth, falling between the two of them.
Meng Chen stared at him. In the blink of an eye, the old man was one meter in front of him.
Meng Chen frowned slightly, the disgust between his brows not concealed at all.
"What do you mean?" After the old man became smaller, his voice became hoarse and very unpleasant.
Meng Chen raised his hand and fanned in front of his nose: "The rotten smell of dying people is unbearable."
The old man's turbid and serious expression flashed with murderous intent, and he said in a cold voice: "It will do you no good to anger me!"
Meng Chen sneered: "The respect I show is not good for me, right? I am polite first and then attack. Since you are shameless, why should I be so shy to please you!"
The old man's turbid eyes once again flashed a terrifying fragment, and the mountains and rivers seemed to collapse in just a thought.
"Boy, it's normal for young people to be a little arrogant, but they also have the right to be arrogant!"
Meng Chen wanted to curse. It was really annoying that this old guy called him here and didn't explain what was going on.
"Does it matter whether I have strength or not? What exactly do you want to do?" Meng Chen angrily yelled.
He had no patience anymore. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat him, he would really want to go up and give this damn old man a big mouth!
The old man's eyes were cold and murderous, and he said: "Boy, I will let you know what it means to have a sky outside the sky! Come and compare notes!"
Meng Chen was shocked. The old man had murderous intentions. Wouldn't his plans be completely messed up?
"Where's Chenima! At your level, if you want to kill me, just say so!"
The old man's face was full of sarcasm: "I thought you could always be so calm! Don't worry, the competition I mentioned refers to the competition with the same realm. I will push my own cultivation to the middle stage of Hedao!"
Meng Chen's face was filled with confusion as he watched the old man's aura in front of him drop again and again. He didn't stop until Meng Chen could tell that he was in the late stage of the Hedao realm.
"Now, you and I are competing in the same realm, how about it?" The old man's eyes were dark, but the murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish.
Meng Chen was silent for a moment and said coldly: "What is your intention?"
This old man behaves strangely and must have some agenda, unless he is a lunatic.
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