After Yang Gan examined the disk in his hand, he put it away with a flash of purple light, and then turned his gaze to the monks standing behind Li Guang. There seemed to be some deep meaning hidden in his eyes, and there was a trace of meaning in his tone. The inquiry was beyond Li Guang's expectations.
"Are these people all your companions?" he asked calmly.
Li Guang was a little stunned by this question. He looked back at his companions behind him, then turned his head, with a trace of uneasiness on his face, and said hesitantly: "These fellow Taoists are all recent acquaintances of this junior. We all intend to join Xiaoji Palace, so we go together. Senior, is there something wrong with your words? ”
A sneer curled up at the corner of Yang Gan's lips, his eyes were locked directly on a young woman in the crowd, and he said sarcastically: "It's not that everything is wrong, it's just that one of them is quite inappropriate."
"What?" Li Guang was still confused.
"Do you think it's inappropriate for a monster to mingle among you?" Yang Gan raised the corner of his mouth and said calmly.
"Monster?" Upon hearing this, Li Guang's expression changed drastically and he hurriedly looked towards the female cultivator.
The other monks were also startled and subconsciously took a few steps away from the woman, all with surprised expressions on their faces.
"Senior is joking. This junior is a disciple of the Ning family in Shuang County. How can he be a monster?" The young woman's eyes widened and she was also frightened by these words, and she hurriedly stammered an explanation.
There was a tremor in her voice, and she was obviously frightened by Yang Gan's words.
"Yes! Senior, have you misunderstood?" The man who had taken the spiritual fluid before saw the young female cultivator next to him looking panicked and the beauty on her face gradually fading, and he couldn't help but defend her.
He recalled that Fellow Daoist Ning, whom he had met many times, was indeed from the Ning family. How could it be false?
The other people also looked at each other with a little hesitation on their faces.
Yang Qian snorted as if he hadn't heard anything: "How dare you act like a fool in front of me even if you are distracted! Get out of here! Show your true colors!"
As he finished speaking, Yang Qian grabbed the air with one hand, and a flash of light flashed above the head of the young female cultivator. A big purple hand appeared, and then she grabbed it downwards.
The female cultivator originally pretended to be aggrieved, but the moment she saw the big purple hand, the look of shock on her face disappeared instantly, replaced by a look of gloom and resentment.
Her body swayed, and instantly turned into a giant wave, quickly flew to one side, and appeared in the air more than twenty feet away in the blink of an eye.
This move completely exposed her true cultivation level.
He still looks like a young monk in the Qi-training stage. Such amazing escape speed is difficult for even monks in the pill-forming stage to match.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Gan's lips. He flicked his sleeves and robe, and a ray of yellow light shot out like an arrow from a string, disappearing from sight in an instant.
However, this yellow light suddenly appeared above the head of the young female cultivator in a strange way, turning into a magic wand about a foot long.
This magic wand is one of the magic weapons held by the three elders of Kunwu Mountain in Kunwu Mountain. It is extremely powerful.
Under the stimulation of Yang Qian's magic technique, the magic wand was slightly swayed, and his body instantly grew sharply, turning into a huge phantom several feet high, and struck down hard with the force of thunder.
The young female cultivator was shocked when she saw this. She wanted to dodge but it was too late. She had to open her mouth and spit out a stream of black demonic energy, trying to resist this unstoppable attack.
However, there was a loud "boom", the yellow light was dazzling, and the black demonic energy instantly collapsed under the fierce attack of the magic wand, unable to stop it at all.
The shadow of the magic wand struck the young female cultivator hard on her heavenly spirit cap. She let out a shrill scream, her body trembled violently, and she fell to the ground.
But almost at the same time, a faint black shadow flew out from the female cultivator, circled and then tried to burrow underground.
However, in an instant, the thunder was deafening, and a golden power grid appeared out of thin air, accurately covering the head of the black shadow.
The golden power grid fell like lightning, and explosions occurred one after another. The black demonic figure was completely annihilated in the golden light and became invisible before it even had time to hum.
These lightning-like scenes stunned everyone, including Li Guang.
Yang Qian raised his hand and made a move. The magic wand shrank slightly with a slight tremble, then flew back and disappeared into the cuff of his sleeve.
After doing all this, Yang Gan threw a light blue vial with his backhand and shot it at Li Guang.
"This is..." Li Guang naturally caught it subconsciously.
"The elixir in the bottle may help you get through here smoothly. I'll use it in exchange for your Dingyuan Pan." After saying this with an expressionless face, Yang Qian immediately emitted purple light and turned into a dazzling wave of energy. She escaped and disappeared in the flying snow in the blink of an eye.
Only then did Li Guang wake up and tightly grasp the vial in his hand, with a look of surprise on his face.
There were also screams of surprise from other people nearby. It was the young female cultivator who slowly woke up.
The blow just now did not actually cause any damage to the female body.
At this time, Yang Qian followed the guidance of the disc in his hand and went straight to Xiaoji Palace, but he still smiled slightly when he thought of what he had to go first.
What was lurking in the body of the young woman just now was the distraction of a high-level monster. Judging from the strength, it was at least an eighth-level monster, which was equivalent to the early stage of Nascent Soul among human monks.
This demonic beast was quite clever, and it used some magic to secretly attach its spiritual thoughts into the female cultivator's body, but the female cultivator didn't seem to be aware of it.
If this continues, when they really get out of this area, the monks of Xiaoji Palace may accidentally allow this demon to sneak into Xiaoji Palace with the help of the woman's body.
Now that they had encountered each other, and it was a matter of little effort, Yang Qian naturally took action to kill the demon soul with his thoughts, so as to prevent the other party from causing trouble while on Beiming Island.
However, this monster is deliberately trying to get into it. It is unknown whether it is a monster from the Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters or the Ice Sea Monster Clan, or maybe it is here for the cold marrow.
After all, there has been no news of the loss of Han Marrow in Xiaoji Palace.
For such a long time, it is impossible that Xiaoji Palace has not noticed the loss of Han Marrow.
It seems that for some special reason, this matter was covered up.
Yang Qian secretly calculated in his heart, but the escape light he controlled was as fast as lightning. After a while, he penetrated the clouds and stepped into the air full of strange atmosphere.
Here, fist-sized hailstones fly freely in the wind and snow, crystal clear, like natural carved gems.
Whenever they hit Yang Gan's shield, they would make a low "bang bang" sound. The sound was as loud as boulders colliding, which was shocking.
But these giant hailstones, which are deadly in the eyes of the world, are like child's play to Yang Qian's cultivation, and he is not at all disturbed. After flying for about half an hour, the scene in front of Yang Gan suddenly became clear.
The hail and wind and snow had disappeared, replaced by a brand new world. He successfully flew out of the strange area, and a glittering city appeared in front of him.
From a distance, the city looks sparkling, emitting colorful rays of light under the sun. In addition, there is some faint white air surrounding the city nearby, making the Ice City look like a fairyland in the Tianshan Mountains. It really doesn't look like a human building.
Yang Gan showed a hint of surprise.
However, his eyes quickly fell on the huge mountain behind the Ice City.
Compared to ordinary people, this mountain is already very huge, as high as ten thousand feet high, but compared with the giants like Kunwu Mountain that we have seen before, it is nothing.
But what really interests Yang Qian is that the mountain is as straight as a giant pillar, and the surface of the mountain is glittering and covered with an unknown layer of ice.
If it weren't for the occasional strands of emerald green that dotted the mountain, Yang Qian would have suspected that the entire mountain was a mountain of ice.
Although he had clear vision, Yang Qian could not clearly see the specific situation on the mountain from such a distance. He could only vaguely see a group of colorful buildings on the top of the ice, which seemed to be the so-called Xiaoji Palace.
Yang Gan looked at the giant mountains of Ice City in the distance and did not immediately fly over.
Because the glacier area between Bingcheng and him seemed ordinary, but there were all kinds of invisible restrictions hidden in it. Yang Gan, who was proficient in formations, could clearly sense the horror in it.
As long as people pass it in rashly, I am afraid that the power within it will be triggered immediately.
And just as he walked out of the previous area, several rays of escaping light shot out of the ice city and flew towards his location, as if he had already known his arrival.
Yang Gan raised his eyebrows and suddenly remembered something. He lowered his head and looked at the Dingyuan Plate in his hand, with a look of understanding on his face.
"Yes, this is also described in the original work. This Ding Yuan Pan not only has the effect of leading the way, but also allows the monks in Xiaoji Palace to keep track of the whereabouts of the monks holding this magical weapon at any time." Yang Qian's heart moved, and he just had some thoughts. When he understood, several rays of escaping light came before his eyes in the blink of an eye.
There are one man and two women, three monks in white shirts. The man is a monk in the Dan Formation stage, but the two women are in the Foundation Establishment stage.
The man, who was in his thirties, had a handsome face. He glanced at Yang Qian, then hurriedly bowed and saluted with a look of horror on his face: "Junior Shi Yun, the deacon of the outer palace, may I ask what your name is, what do you want in this palace?" What are you doing? ”
The monk from Xiaoji Palace saw Yang Qian flying out of the wind and snow from a distance.
Although he had known that the other party was not an ordinary cultivator, he was really sure that the other party was indeed a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he was also an unfamiliar late-stage cultivator, which still made him extremely nervous and horrified.
"It goes without saying what my name is. I came to your palace to visit friends. An elder in your palace has some friendship with me."
Yang Qian said calmly.
"My elder? I don't know which elder the senior wants to find. This junior will inform the senior immediately." Hearing what Yang Qian said, the man's expression relaxed and he quickly said in a flattering tone.
Great monks in this late stage realm are rare to see.
"Fairy Bai Yaoyi and I have met several times in the past. I wonder if we were in the palace." Yang Qian said slowly.
"It turns out to be Master Bai! Master hasn't gone out, but he seems to be in retreat now. The junior immediately sent out a transmission note to inform Master, please wait a moment." Shi Yun heard Yang Qian accurately say Bai Baguio After hearing his name, he felt a little more at ease, and then he immediately released a transmission note in front of Yang Qian.
During this period, Yang Qian had been standing there leisurely without moving, but his eyes began to carefully examine the situation in the distance.
Seeing this, the young man blinked his eyes and said something else with a smile on his face.
But at this moment, a dazzling red rainbow shot out from the wind and snow area behind Yang Qian, and it was only a hundred feet away from Yang Qian and the others.
As a result, a soft cry came out from the escape light, and the red rainbow turned and shot straight towards Yang Gan and the others.
As a result, before Chi Hong could reach his eyes, a hearty laugh came from inside.
"This fellow Taoist is here to visit a friend in this palace. Your Excellency has such a high level of cultivation. I don't know your name. Can Ren know something about him?"
As soon as the light faded, a young man with a fair face appeared in front of Yang Gan, but his hair was a little gray, and his eyes flashed with a sense of vicissitudes. He looked at Yang Gan with a bit of surprise. Allow.
Yang Qian narrowed his eyes and took a closer look at the person in front of him. A quick scan of his mind revealed that this person was also a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk.
This surprised him.
But before Yang Gan could speak, Shi Yun on the side took a step forward with a look of surprise on his face, and said respectfully with his hands tied: "Disciple pays homage to Master Ren. I wonder if Uncle Master's trip is going well!"
The monk surnamed Ren nodded, and then looked at Yang Qian with slight surprise.
"My surname is Yang. I once had an appointment with Fairy Bai, so I came here to visit." Yang Qian raised his eyebrows and said calmly.
"It turns out to be Brother Yang. Could it be that Fairy Bai is Junior Sister Bai Yaoyi?" The monk surnamed Ren pondered for a moment and then said with a hint of surprise.
"Yes! It's Fellow Daoist Bai!" Yang Qian replied calmly.
"That would be even better. I happen to have something to see Junior Sister Bai when I return to the palace this time. Why don't you let me help Brother Yang lead the way!" The monk surnamed Ren said with a flash of his eyes and he was extremely enthusiastic.
Yang Gan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, knowing in his heart that the other party had some affection for Bai Yaoyi, but before he could agree to this person, a red light flashed in the distance, and a red light went straight to the stone cloud.
"It's Uncle Bai's transmission talisman!" Shi Yun grabbed the transmission talisman in his hand and explained hurriedly.
Yang Qian swallowed the words that came to his lips back into his stomach. As a result, Shi Yun immersed his mind in the fire for a moment, and immediately said to Yang Qian respectfully:
"Senior Yang, Uncle Bai is very happy to hear that senior is here. He has finished his retreat. Please come to Bai Ning Pavilion to see him."
"Bai Ning Pavilion?! Shi Yun, go about your business. Brother Yang, please lead the way!" Monk Ren said without hesitation.
When Shi Yun heard this, he did not dare to object at all.
Yang Gan raised his eyebrows inadvertently, with a half-smile on his face, nodded and said:
“Then I’ll have to work hard for you, Taoist friend.”
"Haha, Junior Sister Bai and I are brothers. Since Brother Yang is a good friend of Junior Sister Bai, he is also a friend of Ren. Fellow Taoist, please!" The monk surnamed Ren said politely, and then turned into a red rainbow and led the way and flew away. ,
Yang Qian followed him without any courtesy.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, is this your first time in our Xiaoji Palace?" Monk Ren suddenly said in the light. (End of chapter)