After flying over a few hills, we saw a towering mountain standing before us.

The high mountains are covered with snow all year round. When the sun shines on them, the snow and ice gradually melt. The melted snow water flows down along the valleys, and when it encounters a cliff, it flows down.

Du Balong carried Xu Guizhi down the waterfall and slowly landed at the bottom of the deep peak.

It is shady here, and the melted snow is flowing down, so it is extremely cold.

Du Balong was not afraid of the cold. He took off his coat, plucked a small purple grass by the cold pond and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it for a few times and swallowed it. After a while, Du Balong felt itchy on his cheeks. He scratched them twice with his hands and gills suddenly grew on his cheeks.

It turns out that although this purple grass is inconspicuous, it does have such a strange use.

Seeing Xu Guizhi looking at him with his magical eyes, Du Balong smiled and said, "There are many magical things in the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang, and the exotic flowers and plants all have wonderful uses. Living in southern Xinjiang for many years, you will know their wonderful uses over time."

As the two were talking, they suddenly saw a strange light flashing above their heads. Looking up, they saw a huge gourd floating above their heads. Du Balong's face lit up with joy and he shouted, "But it's Master Hongmei!"

A voice came from the gourd, as deep and loud as the sound of a bell, "That's right!"

Before the sound ended, the gourd fell down.

A little girl and an old lady came down from the gourd.

The old lady had red eyebrows, white hair, and a face full of wrinkles. She looked to be over a hundred years old, but her eyes were bright, her complexion was healthy, and her voice was as loud as a bell.

After the few people met, Du Balong introduced Xu Guizhi and Master Hongmei to each other and exchanged a few words of greeting.

It turned out that Master Hongmei had obtained a treasure before, so he practiced behind closed doors, and asked his disciples to practice only inside the sect and not go out easily. However, the demons were causing trouble and stirring up the situation, and even the faraway southern border was affected. His disciples went out to exterminate the demons, but his young disciple A Xiu developed a rift with the disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect and started a quarrel.

Xuantian Sword Sect had no choice but to send a letter to call her. Master Hongmei happened to have just come out of seclusion and was going to Xuantian Sword Sect.

The little disciple that Master Hongmei mentioned was A Xiu. Seeing his disciple being humiliated, Master Hongmei was very angry. He said a few words in a hurry and flew away with the gourd.

Du Balong shook his head, "This time the Xuantian Sword Sect is going to make a scene."

As he was speaking, Du Balong saw a string of bubbles coming out from the bottom of the cold pond. Knowing that now was a good time to go into the water, he asked Xu Guizhi to wait on the shore and he jumped in. About an incense stick later, Du Balong pulled out a black box from the bottom of the pond.

The box contained the mud he had hidden. He took the mud and wandered around with Xu Guizhi for a while before returning.

After the clouds fell, a ball of light suddenly rushed over. Poisonous Eight Dragons instinctively slapped the Moon Shadow Turtle and sent it flying.

The poor Moon Shadow Turtle was knocked flying against the stone wall, with its nose and face bruised and swollen. When it landed on the ground, it saw Xu Guizhi and the Eight Poison Dragons looking at it.

The Moon Shadow Turtle recognized Xu Guizhi at once, let out a woof, and flew towards Xu Guizhi.

"Ha, your little follower is here." Du Balong said with a smile.

Xu Guizhi vaguely remembered that there was such a little turtle, but he couldn't remember it clearly. He saw a face of more than 40 years old, long eyebrows, and the appearance of a little old man, but he rushed towards him crying, which was a bit unbearable to watch.

The Moon Shadow Turtle didn't care about all this and cried with tears and snot.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and Xu Guizhi had lost his memory again. Naturally, it was Yueying Turtle who kept talking about their final experiences. However, Yueying Turtle was too weak at the time, and only knew to listen to Xu Guizhi and lead his men to run away, and had no idea what had happened at the time.

So the information given was very little, and Xu Guizhi could only sigh. The Eight Poison Dragons had already gone to refine the clay figurine, leaving space for them.

Speaking of Gu Lan, after receiving the jade slip from the little boy, Gu Lan took his junior brother to pay a visit to Elder Xuanyi.

Elder Xuanyi was a small old man who lived alone on a small hill. After receiving thanks from Gu Lan and the others, he said nothing and led them to Linbi Peak, which was next to the hill where he was, also a small hill.

Gu Lan looked up at the sky.

The main peak of Xuantian Sword Sect is hidden in the clouds. Several suspended sacred mountains are based on clouds and surround the main peak in the shape of a Bagua. Cranes are flying in the clouds, occasionally calling to the sky, calling for other companions.

"What a wonderful fairy mountain!" Gu Lan exclaimed in his heart.

Xuantian Sword Sect is different from other places. It has pavilions and towers, but they are simple, ancient, solemn and majestic. The main hall is on the top of the main peak, looming in the clouds, as if it is a palace in heaven, surrounded by auspicious clouds and auspicious air.

When ordinary people look up, they can't help but feel yearning, but also a bit of fear.

Elder Xuanyi saw that the disciples in front of him were just staring at the main peak, so he said, "If the master summons you, he will let you go to the main peak. If you are not summoned, don't go to the main peak. Even the nearby peaks are not easy to go up. Those are the places where the peak masters and disciples practice. Do you understand?"

"take note of it."

Gu Lan said, and then he saw a snow-covered mountain next to Lin Bifeng.

The top of the mountain was not high, but it was covered with snow. It appeared and disappeared in the distance, as if it was shrouded by some magic.

When Xuan Yi saw Gu Lan looking at the mountain opposite, he reminded him, "That is the Ice Cliff where disciples are punished. If a disciple violates the sect rules and is not expelled from the sect, he will be sent there to be punished. Although you are not disciples of our Xuantian Sword Sect, you still have some connection with our Xuantian Sword Sect. If you are unruly and cannot be taught and violate the sect rules, I cannot protect you. If you are punished to the Ice Cliff, it is your own fault. I hope you will concentrate on your cultivation and not meddle in other people's business."

The few people knew that Elder Xuanyi's advice was well-intentioned, so they all thanked him. Xuanyi nodded slightly, led the few people to the place, and then disappeared on the spot with a wave of his sleeves.

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