My uncle is Lin Zhengying

Only an ethereal voice came: "Masters, don't worry. If you can find Lanyue Lake, you will try your best to rescue Master Zong Qing."

Jingkong Temple was extremely quiet for a while, and a needle could be heard falling.

It took a long time before someone came back to his senses, and tremblingly said with difficulty: "This...what's going on here?"

"They... how can they fly!"

"The Lord Buddha descended to earth?"

"No way...they say they belong to the Maoshan sect, so they should be immortals?"

"Oh, it must be a fairy coming down to earth!"

Whether it is flying in the air or walking with a sword, in the eyes of practitioners, it is a magical means, which is unimaginable at all.

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Leaving Anzhou Fucheng and heading south for more than ten miles, it is considered that you have officially stepped into the periphery of Shiwan Dashan.

It is worthy of being the legendary wild land in ancient times. Looking at the boundless and countless mountains and the undulating mountains, it looks like a dormant and sleeping fierce beast.

Even standing in the sky and looking down from top to bottom, you can feel a mighty and simple aura rushing towards your face. Even Uncle Jiu, who is in the sorcerer realm, can't help but feel slightly shaken by it.

"What a great mountain. If Zhang Jing didn't exist for you, if I went deep into it rashly, I'm afraid I would easily get lost in it." Uncle Jiu said with emotion.

Zhang Jing didn't have the time to watch the endless mountain peaks with a wild atmosphere.

He didn't speak, but doubts appeared in his eyes, and various thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Great cause and effect!"

Zhang Jing immediately used this technique, and lines of cause and effect appeared in his sight.

It was chaotic, spreading in all directions, and it was no longer as clear as before.

Even if Zhang Jing closes his eyes, concentrates, holds his mind, and wants to reorganize these causal lines to infer something.

But powerless, difficult to sort out.

Cut constantly, the rationale is still chaotic.

Open your eyes, you can still see the messy causal line, and it is still changing.

Inference is useless.

It seems that Zhang Jing was influenced by a certain Ming's 'field' in this ancient wild land.

The causal line... is messed up!

"What is the reason that my causal line will be disordered?"

Zhang Jing frowned, staring ahead, very surprised.

Since he broke the shackles of heaven and earth and reached the realm of celestial masters, this was the first time he encountered such a situation!

Is it true that there is a master of the Celestial Master Realm living in Blue Moon Lake?

Or...my father, Henry Zhang, really came to Anzhou Prefecture back then, and disappeared into this vast mountain of [-]?

"Zhang Jing, what's wrong? Did you sense anything?"

Uncle Jiu saw that Zhang Jing was silent, with a serious expression on his face, so he immediately asked.

Zhang Jing shook his head and said, "It's not clear yet, we still have to find the Blue Moon Lake to solve the mystery."

After speaking, there is no more hesitation.

After a little identification of the direction, he manipulated the demon-slaying sword box and galloped towards the southwest like a stream of light.

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Deep in the mountains of [-].

There is a big lake with misty waves.

The scenery of the Great Lake is beautiful, the lake water is not only clear, but also showing a touch of blue!

The great lake is so vast that it is difficult for human eyesight to see through it.

But if you look down from a high altitude and have a complete panoramic view of the entire Great Lake, you will find that the shape of the Great Lake is like a crescent moon.

In the center of the lake, there is a small island.

There is a thatched cottage on the island.

Outside the thatched hut, an old man in coarse linen and bare feet was sitting cross-legged.

Although the old man looked very old, he was very strong, stronger than many young people.

As if being touched by some invisible force, the old man suddenly opened his eyes.

It's just that the eyes that were opened were cloudy, as if they were blind.

He looked up at the sky, calculated with his left hand, frowned and said, "Is there a distinguished guest coming?"

Chapter 542: The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, the Cow Demon!

The distance of more than six hundred miles seems very far away in the eyes of others. Under normal circumstances, even wearing the stars and the moon would take several days. If it is placed in the [-] mountains, it will make people desperate.

But for Zhang Jing, flying with the sword at full strength is only an hour's journey.

But this time Zhang Jing did not let go of the speed completely.

Although the great monk of Jingkong Temple said that the Blue Moon Lake is more than [-] miles deep into the [-] Mountains, but he just heard it, so he is not sure.

After entering the periphery of Shiwan Dashan, Zhang Jing slowed down a lot, and his eyes kept scanning down.

Make sure to check the situation below during the flight.

In case the information of the great monk of Jingkong Temple is wrong, and the Blue Moon Lake is not at a depth of more than six hundred miles, but in a more peripheral place, then you will miss it.

In fact, Zhang Jing was completely overwhelmed.

The area of ​​Blue Moon Lake is beyond his imagination, it is not just a small lake, it covers an extremely wide area, even if he is flying high in the sky, he can see it at a glance as long as he passes by.