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Chapter 300: The Gate of Immortal Cultivators

Yanshen Mountain, at the foot of the mountain.

The leaders of all parties, led by Old Master Dongfang, were gathered together at this moment, and in front of them was a slightly shriveled bag.

The bag contains the mountaineering nails, and the other bag, because it has lost its weight, has long since not known where to float at such a height.

"Those three guys had an accident on it?"

"The things have come down, but the people have not come down. Either they have thrown away the bag after reaching the top, or they have died on the mountain wall, and nothing else is happening!"

Finally, everyone else focused their attention on Mr. Dongfang.

Among the people present, he was the only one who could fly up to confirm the situation.

The old man did not refuse and flew up and rushed upwards.

Soon, his figure disappeared into the clouds.

However, after waiting for a while, the old man did not come down, and the leaders felt something was wrong.

"You guys say that the old ghost won't go up alone and leave us all behind, right?"

"It's hard to say, after all, this old ghost is famously selfish, otherwise the Oriental Martial Arts Hall would not have to hide in the Demon City under his management."

"Did the three people above really encounter an accident, or did they discover something?"

Everyone whispered to each other and began to whisper.

Fortunately, the old man Dongfang flew down soon and landed among them with a bad look.

"What happened, two more blood stains appeared on the rock wall, which means that one person was missing!" he explained.

"Missing?" Everyone looked at each other. There was no way out for this rock wall that was thousands of meters high. How could it be missing?

Could it be that among those three people, can anyone fly?

"I think it's possible that all three people had an accident, two people died on the spot, and the third person was blown away by the wind!" said the other person.

This situation is also possible, but for them, it is no longer the point of the problem.

"The most urgent task now is to go up as soon as possible. I will continue to beat nails with people. You can wait for my signal!"

Seeing this, Old Master Dongfang grabbed the bag without saying a word, and then flew up with a young disciple from the Dongfang Martial Arts Hall. The two soon disappeared into the clouds again.

But his actions made the other leaders look suspicious again.

"The old ghost brought one of his disciples up there. Do you think he would be ready to give a signal? Or should I search it out first and then notify us after snatching the good stuff?"

As one person questioned, the other people's faces became ugly.

After all, they are not the other party and cannot be heartbroken.

If they were themselves, they would have done such a thing.

So everyone was a little suspicious, and finally looked at each other and came up with an idea.

"Since everyone is uneasy, then let's go up together!"

The leaders present were not at ease with the others, so they could only go up and take a look together, which would also play a role in mutual supervision.

They were not at ease with the disciples going up, and finally they all took action and started climbing up.

In the end, the large army was guarding the foot of the mountain below, but the leaders of all sides were actually covered with clouds.

The old man Dongfang also sensed the leaders of all parties coming up from below through his mental power, and a trace of haze flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph, these grandchildren are really worried about me!"

He looked at his junior who was knocking on nails one by one, then looked at the clouds above his head, narrowing his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

...

Rockshen Mountain.

Lei Yi used hiking nails to create a mountaineering road that was more than 4,000 meters high, but this height obviously cannot reach the top of Yanshen Mountain.

After he killed the two, he flew upwards and flew to an altitude of 5,000 meters.

In the clouds, I finally saw the fuzzy outline of the top of the mountain.

"It seems that there were few people climbing the mountain before, because it was difficult to climb the mountain!" After seeing the outline, Lei Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was said that Lin Xingye brought people up the mountain with his men, and it was obvious that the eighth-level strongman could use means to bring people up.

At most, there is only one strong master at the bottom. No matter how powerful the other party is, how could he lead a team of hundreds of people up the mountain?

Lei Yi was decisive. Seeing that the opportunity to escape was rare, and the mouths of the two warriors were really smelly enough, he became determined to kill.

Now that he climbed to the top of the Rockshen Mountain and put away the surfboard under his feet, he carefully looked at the scene in front of him.

The visibility is still very low above the clouds, and I can only vaguely see a huge mountaintop platform with a archway built on it.

The archway is 35 meters high and nearly 40 meters wide. It contains five incomplete ancient seal characters written on it. Several of them are missing strokes and cannot recognize the original meaning.

"Shen, Jin, Temple?" Even if someone has studied ancient Chinese, he only recognizes the first, third and fifth words.

He was surprised, isn't this Yanshen Mountain? Why does this name sound like a temple?

Since the place is still covered by thick fog and its visibility is less than ten meters, Lei Yi can only slander and move forward like a blind man.

He released his spiritual sense, and the distance to sense was about thirty or forty meters in diameter, but the surroundings were extremely empty and there were not many things that could sense.

After walking for a while, Lei Yi saw a collapsed building in front of a small building.

"Are there people living here before?" He walked to the small building, picked up a piece of broken tiles and observed them carefully for a moment, and was suddenly shocked.

The tile in my hand is very delicately made, with some finely crafted patterns on the surface, and the material is hard, so it cannot be easily crushed even with the power of a warrior.

He was sure that this place was definitely not the residence of ordinary people, and it might be the territory of the cultivator.

"No wonder Miss Lu calls this world the ancient immortal cultivation world. Did there really exist immortal cultivation people in the past?"

Unfortunately, the fog here was too heavy, so he couldn't see the surrounding situation and could not confirm where he was.

"It would be great if these fogs could dissipate!" Lei Yi complained.

But just after his complaints, the thick fog in front of him surged, and then a passage was opened in front of him.

At the end of the passage, a huge golden palace can be vaguely seen.

Lei Yi was stunned now. He said casually, why did the thick fog really open?

"Forget it, the people behind don't know when they will come up. Take one step at a time. If those people really chase after you, I'll fly away!"

After thinking about it, he didn't doubt that he was walking towards the end of the passage.

Lei Yi walked for nearly an hour and finally arrived at the end of the thick fog, in front of the palace.

I saw a golden plaque hanging above the main hall of this temple, with the three big words "Helping Hall" written on it.

When Lei Yi stepped into the hall, he saw countless collapsed bookshelves, messy cushions, broken tables and chairs, etc.

"Has there been a riot here? Nothing is left alone? There are no complete tables, chairs, and benches, and there is not even a single book on the bookshelf!"

He just glanced at it and found that it was too messy and many places were covered with dust.

Especially on the bookshelf, let alone a book, there is not even a piece of paper.

Fortunately, Lei Yi wanted to study hard, but obviously he had no chance.

He estimated that the bookshelf here should have been emptied by people from the Martial Arts and Warriors Association of the Demon City, and they should have some classics in their hands.

Lei Yi could only continue to move forward, and after walking for more than one more time, he could barely walk out of this reception hall.

After walking through the reception hall, there is another wide mountain road.

However, this time, the stairs were piled up with white jade on the mountain road, so it would not make people lose their way.

There are many stone lamps piled up on both sides of the mountain road, but unfortunately they have collapsed.

When Lei Yi stepped onto the mountain road, his eyes suddenly became clear, and the thick fog that had been shrouded in the surroundings quickly dissipated.

Only then did he have the opportunity to look around.

As a result, when you see, there are collapsed walls everywhere.

The platform he was stepping on was the top of Yanshen Mountain, but it was also a foothill platform of a mountain peak. There were many buildings around it, but unfortunately there was not a single one intact.

There are many towering peaks around, and the sight of the trees can be seen vaguely invisible to see some traces of buildings.

Lei Yi knew that these places must be the same as the reception hall, and there was nothing to find.

Even if there were, they were all emptied by the "seniuses".

"Is this place a sect of immortal cultivation?"

Looking at the place that should have been very grand, it turned into a ruin at this moment, Lei Yi made some guesses.

This place is so big and built on the top of a giant mountain of Tianxing. This is definitely not something that humans can do, and only the legendary cultivators who can move mountains and fill the sea have this ability.

But what exactly is the reason that the immortal cultivators gave up this place?

Lei Yi continued to walk in. After missing the white fog to cover his sight, although this place is big, someone can fly.

He took out his surfboard, flew up with his feet, and then flew towards the deepest part of the mountain.

The speed of flying was naturally faster than walking. He stayed for a while when he flew over a mountain and searched inside for a while, but found nothing.

"This Weituotang looks quite small, but it still has nothing?"

Lei Yi stood in front of a hall, looked at the three big words "Weituotang" on it, and curled his lips with disappointment.

Then he found two other places that were comparable to those of Weituo Hall. Unfortunately, not only the buildings in these two places were destroyed, but even the plaques of the hall were removed, so that he could not even call out his name.

"Why can these seniors be like locusts, so they can't leave anything for the juniors?" Lei Yi stood at the top of a peak, looking at the huge ruins of the mountain gate below, and could only complain loudly.

He could only continue to move forward and fly to the deepest part of the mountain league, wanting to see what else is inside.

Not long after he flew out, a piece of gravel suddenly rolled down on the wall on one side of the mountain, making a crisp collision sound.
Chapter completed!
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