Chapter 73 Wuyi Mountain

Wuyi Mountain stretches for millions of miles.

There are many peaks standing in a row, the mountains are majestic and towering; the vegetation is lush, and the mountains are vast and boundless.

This mountain is already a well-known fairy mountain and blessed land in the ancient times. It is full of magical herbs and roots, and natural treasures are everywhere. For some casual cultivators.

It is already an excellent place, so many immortals gather together to build caves here.

A ray of purple light streaked across the sky and landed on Mount Wuyi. When the light faded away, it was the Yellow Dragon.

After he made up his mind and arranged things in Beihai, he came here immediately.

Even if the blessed land has its own secrets, he himself has the Dao Fruit of Mount Buzhou, the ancestor of all mountains, and can communicate with the earth veins, so he can naturally know where Mount Wuyi is.

However, it will take some time to find the treasure money.

But Huang Long is not alone. There are so many immortals here, it is easy for them to spread everywhere. Think about this carefully.

Huang Long said in a low voice.

But with the blessing of magic power, the sound was like a dragon's roar, mighty and powerful, sweeping across the entire Wuyi Mountain.

"Everyone here, come and see me!"

The vast pressure of Daluo rolled out towards the place where there was a breath of life in Wuyi Mountain, and countless immortals who were practicing in the blessed land opened their eyes instantly.

Without exception, both eyes were filled with fear and shock.

Feeling the terrifying and boundless pressure, his mind was extremely shaken, and his soul, magic power, and body were all trembling under this pressure.

"Go quickly, go quickly!"

“I don’t know which powerful person came here!”

"Hurry up and invite Patriarch Hongyun!"

"Ancestor Hongyun must have discovered it. With Ancestor Hongyun and Immortal Zhenyuan here, this powerful person may have to think twice before doing anything..."

……

Huanglong was overlooking Wuyi Mountain, and rays of spiritual light burst out from various blessed places in Wuyi Mountain.

Soon, a hint of surprise flashed in Huang Long's eyes.

'Why are these two guys here?'

The two leading men exuded a light and ethereal aura, and appeared with red light. Countless clouds swept around them, and their realm had already reached the Golden Immortal.

The other aura was thick, like the majestic earth, vast and boundless, and even had a fragrance. The realm he reached was already that of a Daluo Jinxian.

When he felt these two auras and realms, he knew who these two people were.

The best good guy in the prehistoric world, Hongyun.

The best man in the prehistoric world, Zhen Yuanzi.

He really didn't expect these two people to be here.

But he suddenly remembered that Hong Yun seemed to be respected as the "ancestor" by many casual cultivators, and Zhen Yuanzi also had a great reputation among the casual cultivators.

In the ancient times, the holy land for independent cultivators was nothing more than the Three Immortal Islands overseas, which was the guy named Dong Wanggong in the original timeline.

Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi have nothing to do with Dongwanggong.

If this kind of reputation could spread, it must be that Hong Yun had helped many independent cultivators.

It is not difficult to estimate that Hongyun must have stayed in Wuyi Mountain for a long time.

In addition, Hongyun’s personality makes him like to help others, and the people who need help the most in the prehistoric world, aren’t they the independent cultivators?
"Fellow Daoist, this behavior is a bit overbearing."

The spiritual light dissipated, revealing the figures of Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi. Hongyun looked at Huang Long and frowned. Huang Long was not asking for advice just now, but giving orders.

He even used his own pressure to directly crush the magic arrays of all the blessed lands. Otherwise, it would be the normal practice habits of many casual cultivators.

Before practicing, they would set up soundproofing and concealment arrays to avoid being disturbed by the outside world.

But just now, all the magic arrays at the entrances of the caves of all the wandering cultivators were crushed.

The instigator is the person in front of me.

"I need to find something, it's in your Wuyi Mountain." Huang Long said calmly, now he is no longer Taiyi Jinxian, in the prehistoric world, he is only one step away from Hunyuan Jinxian.

Moreover, it can be said that with his current strength, even an early-stage Hunyuan Golden Immortal cannot contend with him, a man who has achieved the fruit of Taoism.

He is invincible in the same level, and the most difficult battle in the prehistoric world, fighting across levels, is not a difficult task for him.

It can be said that he is invincible in the world, unless the enemy comes from the sky.

As for Zhen Yuanzi, he has the Book of Earth.

This is known as the number one defensive treasure in the prehistoric world. It can connect to the prehistoric earth veins and use the power of the earth veins to bear power.

Although the spiritual treasure is powerful, it also depends on the realm of the user.

How could the earth fetal membrane formation controlled by the Earth Book in the early stage of Daluo be harder than the shell of the North Sea giant turtle?

Not to mention that he had mastered the Buzhou Mountain Dao Fruit, so it would be easy for him to break the Earth Fetal Membrane Array.

"If you need something, just go find it yourself. Why are you doing such a tyrannical thing?"

Hong Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke in a cold tone. What he hated most was those who bullied the weak.

For him.

Shouldn't the stronger you are, the more you should help others?
Less fighting, more kindness.

Only then can the primitive world develop in an orderly manner.

Huang Long raised his eyebrows. To be honest, if he was someone who received Hong Yun's blessing, he would indeed think that this person was very good, but if he was the one who was trying to stop him.

He would just think that Hongyun was meddling in his affairs.

It was his nosy nature that hurt him in the future. You gave up your position just because he asked you to.

Why are you asking others to give way?

Regardless of whether there was a plan or not, when Hong Yun fell, there was no independent cultivator except Zhen Yuanzi, his close friend, who took action.

The so-called good deeds in the ancient times are worth ten buckets, the Red Cloud Ancestor deserves twelve buckets, and the rest of the people owe two buckets.

so what.

After all, the world of Honghuang is not his ideal world, and not everyone is a good person.

Even Huang Long admits that he is not a good person. Unless you are Hunyuan, you may be a good person.

"But I don't know where it is, and I need these people to find it."

Huang Long said calmly.

Zhen Yuanzi felt something was wrong, this person was too strong.

In his inspiration, Huang Long's aura was as deep and as deep as a prison. Even if this person did not burst out with aura, Zhen Yuanzi felt uncomfortable standing in front of him.

It’s better not to offend rashly.

Zhen Yuanzi stopped his friend who was about to scold him and said with a smile: "Since you don't know where it is, then the thing may not be here..."

"It's right here. I don't have time to waste any more of your time! I didn't ask you to find it!"

Huang Long snorted coldly

Huang Long looked at those casual cultivators and said, "If you can't find it in two thousand years, don't bring it to Wuyi Mountain. I will send someone to look for it myself!"

Upon hearing this, the leading cultivators couldn't help but look at Hong Yun, not to mention Huang Long's tone and the consequences.

The problem is, even if there is something, it belongs to Wuyi Mountain.

Huang Long is not from Wuyi Mountain.

There is no cause and effect for taking these things away. Now everyone tends to accept a rule, unless there is really no force gathered like Mount Buzhou or the master of the blessed land.

Spiritual treasures and spiritual roots depend on one's own means.

But it has already become a place for other people to practice, so even if something is born in the world, it will belong to that person.

(End of this chapter)