The Jade Yuanchan's eyes showed a solemn look, and it quickly swallowed the Chihu Whip into the strange bag in its throat.

The Chihu Whip is the Taoist item of the alien species, the golden-eyed Chihu.

It is extremely large, as thick as an adult's arm, and has animal patterns similar to spiral patterns on its surface.

"I wonder if this strand of alien blood can allow me to open another of the five internal organs. The heart toad, the lung palace, the next one, could it be related to the kidney?"

The Jade Yuan Chan was thinking as it headed towards the Gou Mang Tribulation Realm.

The three mountains of Qingshitan are coming on strong and are determined to win, but Jade Yuanchan has been quietly "conquering" for the past few years and has already gained the upper hand.

It had a premonition that this time, might be the end.

In the distance, there is a deep and dead silence, and the shadow of an ancient well without ripples suddenly appears among the coral reefs.

The jade toad swam by casually and touched lightly.

A bolt from the blue.

The familiar noisy and trivial sounds like a revolving lantern rang in my ears.

The Jade Yuan Chan, the Three-Spike Plantain, and the original body, the three visions fell into darkness one after another.

Li Qinglin entered the Goumang Tribulation Realm again.

"Master, it will take another three days for us to reach Luoshui County."

"Brother Wu, what should we do next?"

"The Yungu Leifeng sacrifice will affect the fortune of Luoshui County for the next 600 years. The people like us will be the most affected. If this operation fails, we will die!"

There were whispers of inquiring voices in my ears.

Li Qinglin suddenly came back to his senses and saw more than twenty warriors riding or standing in front of him.

The distant mountains are covered with dark clouds, and the valley is quiet and secluded.

The sound of horse hooves and horse bits came from the official road.

At your feet is a gurgling stream, as clear as a mirror.

Li Qinglin subconsciously looked up and saw his own appearance reflected on the water.

He has a gloomy temperament, carries a long sword on his back, and there is a rebellious look between his brows.

All the martial arts energy and blood condensed into substance.

Seeing this, Li Qinglin was a little bit unbelievable.

"With this look, I have become the founder of the Wuyu Dragon Sect, Wuzu Wu Yong?"

…

The night was pitch black, with stars twinkling in the sky. The starlight shone through the unmelted snow, illuminating the entire Luoshui County.

No one knows why, six hundred years ago, Luoshui County was just a barren and tiny place with no rivers or swamps, but was named "Luoshui" with foresight.

Even historical books and local county chronicles only record a few details.

“This, this is…”

In the night breeze, a cry of surprise was heard from the simple post station outside Luoshui County.

Fan Shang turned over and sat up, the various fragmented memories in his mind gradually became clear. He immediately calmed his mind and guessed that he had entered the Gou Mang Tribulation Realm.

"The warriors who succeeded Wuyu Longmen..."

"Yun Gu Lei Feng Ju Xia Jie Bing Daochang..."

"The purpose of our trip is to destroy the dojo?"

Even though he had vaguely known that this calamity zone was extremely extraordinary, Fan Shang was still shocked.

Perhaps due to his transformation from a martial artist to an immortal, his identity in the Tribulation Realm was that of a spiritual warrior succeeding Wu Yulongmen.

"What are you arguing about!"

From another bed in the inn, the warrior who was woken up heard a faintly angry voice.

"We've been traveling all night for five days. We finally have a chance to rest. Why are you making such a fuss?"

Fan Shang immediately held his breath and said nothing more.

He quietly got up and opened the window. Through the starlight and snow, he could vaguely see the outside world. On the rugged and narrow official road,

"Jiwu Yulongmen, so, Wuzu Wu Yong is still alive, or even in..."

Suddenly, Fan Shang thought of something and became so excited that he looked with trembling eyes towards a separate dormitory in the post station.

That is Wu Yong, the ancestor of martial arts! He has been leading contemporary martial arts for hundreds of years, creating the Source Infant, and has many martial arts secrets and skills. He is powerful enough to fight against the Golden Elixir Master and remain undefeated. Many middle-level and lower-level martial arts in later generations have been influenced by him.

Some people in later generations speculated that if Wu Yong, the ancestor of martial arts, had not been stabbed in the back by his closest brothers and lived another thirty years, his Yuanying martial arts might have been the first superior martial arts in the world! Looking back over tens of thousands of years, with multiple dynasties changing, after the immortals taught him the martial arts classics, this person could be considered one of the most brilliant figures in martial arts.

Fan Shang's heart was filled with turmoil, and he wanted to rush into the dormitory immediately and perform the ritual of three bows and nine kowtows.

Sudden,

In the night inn, there was a noisy movement, accompanied by the crisp sound of weapons clashing.

Then the entire sleeping inn was awakened, and all the warriors stood up.

Fan Shang also opened the door and rushed to the source of the noise with the group of warriors.

The mountain breeze blew towards me. The post station was not far from the official road, and under the dim moonlight there was pale snow.

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It was the dead of winter, with freezing cold, but the warriors, dressed lightly, seemed unaware of it. Their strong energy and blood melted the snow, making them feel as if they were in the midst of scorching heat.

Fan Shang mingled among them, looking at everything around him, feeling curious and excited.

When they arrived at a flat area, Fan Shang saw several people with swords drawn.

Two warriors on night patrol teamed up to stop a thin man.

"Ma Qian! The leader has repeatedly ordered us not to leave the camp without permission. Where are you going so late at night?!"

"Come back with me to see the Sect Master!"

In Fan Shang's eyes, this man named Ma Qian was extremely strange.

He had clearly been captured, but his face was as calm as a lake, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Detached and indifferent.

He looked down at the warriors present as if they were a group of ants.

It was this man's gaze that hurt many warriors present.

Many people immediately started pushing and shoving each other and became angry.

Seeing this, Fan Shang's heart moved.

"Could this person be a pioneer in exploring the calamity zone like me?"

During this exploration of the calamity realm, the three foundation-building masters may not enter.

Those who come in are basically trustworthy juniors.

In the view of the Cha family, the Xu family, and Tingyu Sword Manor, the exploration of the Goumang Tribulation Realm is not a one-day task. It will probably take a very long time, or even the efforts of several generations.

Therefore, we first send the younger generation to find out the situation in the robbery zone, and then plan it step by step.

It’s a pity that these pioneers, having taken over the identities of their predecessors, no longer recognize each other.

Unless you take the initiative to contact and verify your identity.

But entering the Tribulation Realm, in a sense, is like breaking the shackles of the beast in your heart, and no longer being bound by sects, human relations, or family.

Few people dare to reveal their identities.

So at this moment, Fan Shang quietly hid in the crowd and didn't say much.

"The sect master has arrived."

"The Sect Master is here!"

Suddenly, a rustling sound was heard.

The crowd retreated to both sides.

Fan Shang opened his eyes wide. The sky was a little dark. Only in the post station, a tiny oil lamp was flickering with light.

Through the light, Fan Shang saw the person coming.

It was exactly the same as the portrait of Wu Zu that he had seen in reality! Fan Shang was immediately excited.

(End of this chapter)