<b> One Thousand One Hundred and Seven: The Alchemy Cauldron is seen on the high platform, and the Immortal Mountain is found when the sea is exhausted.
Some landscapes cannot be described with words, drawn with pens, or even imagined. Only when you see it with your own eyes, the indescribable splendor and shock will be deeply engraved in your heart and lingering. ??For example, there are mountains that reach into the sky and the earth, and Optimus Prime that connects the sea and the sky. When Meng Shuai stood on the turtle and looked up at the Tianzhu, the shock in his heart was beyond words. So much so that he even forgot about the tension of facing a life and death enemy. "Compared with the huge Tianzhu, not to mention him, even the Divine Turtle is like a drop in the ocean, so small that he feels ashamed. The outside of the Tianzhu was surrounded by a whirlpool with white waves, and the undercurrent was turbulent. The turtle tried several times, but it was difficult to get close. Meng Shuai did not urge the turtle to take risks. He knew that the people inside wanted to go in by himself more than he did, and there was no need for him to risk it himself. Sure enough, a road suddenly appeared in the turbulent sea. It was either a road of earth and rocks, or there was an unusually calm windless zone in the white waves, just wide enough for the turtle to pass. Meng Shuai drove the turtle forward slowly and slowly in the sea. It didn't look like he was going to fight an enemy, but like he was attending a feast and walking on a red carpet. When I came to the foot of the mountain, I saw that the mountain was steep and steep, reaching straight into the clouds, with no way to go. Meng Shuai stopped and heard someone say: "Since you are here, come up." A road appeared on the mountain again, but this road was narrow, with steps of bluestone. Meng Shuai could go up, and the divine turtle could go up. No. Meng Shuai smiled and said: "Old man, it seems that he wants me to go to the meeting alone this time. Forget it, you wait for me here." After that, he got off the turtle and climbed up the stairs. The stone steps seem to be endless, and the trees on both sides are messy, including tropical coconut groves and palms, cold zone pines and cypresses, and all kinds of strange flowers and plants, all kinds of plants that should never be together. Together, they look a bit weird. But these plants grow very luxuriantly, and this thriving vitality covers up all abnormalities. ¡°What a great place.¡± Meng Shuai murmured. It's a pity that this is not the world where the mythical beast is carried, otherwise we can judge how incredibly powerful the mythical beast is. You must know that the stronger the mythical beast is, the stronger the vitality of the world is. If this is really a mythical beast, I am afraid that Yuan Huawen will not be able to control it. Suddenly, a high cliff stood in front of him. There were three big characters on the cliff: "Buzhou Mountain!" Meng Shuai was shocked when he saw these three words. He only felt that his blood stopped flowing, his heartbeat stopped for a moment, and the world lost its color. , time loses its meaning. Only the three words Buzhou Mountain in front of me are eternal. After a long time, he woke up from the shock, and then cursed secretly: "Damn it, damn it, you are so careless! This is the dragon's pond and the tiger's den, how can you be distracted?" At this time, when he looked up again, in addition to feeling that the words "Buzhou Mountain" were vigorous Apart from being erect and dripping, he didn't feel the same shocking charm as before. However, he didn't feel that it was an accident just now. Although the shocking feeling faded, there were still aftermaths shaking in the bottom of his heart, which couldn't be faked. This is not Yuan Huawen¡¯s handwriting, but that person¡¯s. Meng Shuai is sure. If Yuan Huawen had such an ability, a few words would make people feel devastated, and there would be no need to fight this duel. At this time, he remembered Feng Yuan¡¯s words that he must pay attention. Everything on the mountain was closely related to his future and destiny. Could this be what he was referring to? Thinking of this, Meng Shuai glanced at the big characters again, engraved them in his heart one by one, and then continued up the stone steps. It took me a long time to get around the boulder, but I saw that the back of the boulder was bright red, like the best chicken blood stone, with dripping blood on it. But when Meng Shuai saw the blood, his heart trembled. The blood seemed to be real, with the cruel aura of blood. It¡¯s just that this boulder is so huge, and most of it is stained with blood. How many sacrifices are required? Could it be that there is a mass grave under the stone? Going further up, you can gradually overlook the stone wall. At this time, Meng Shuai saw another line of writing on the stone wall: "The sky is approaching, the sea will be exhausted, and the sky will be repaired here." This line of writing is also superb, but compared to the one on Buzhou Mountain. It is majestic and a little more elegant, like a woman's handwriting. This was another scene worth remembering. Meng Shuai also remembered it. He walked further and finally reached the end of the mountain road. When he turned in the direction, it suddenly became clear. What I saw was an open space in the mountains. Although it was just a platform halfway up the mountain, it was hundreds of miles in radius. Surrounded by mist, it was impossible to see the end of it. On the flat plateau, there is a magnificent templeruins. It is really a ruin. Although you can vaguely see the majestic high walls and stone pillars, now there are only broken walls and ruins. The four walls that were once tightly connected have now collapsed on three sides, leaving only one solitary and independent wall. Although the remaining stone carvings on the wallIt has deteriorated severely, but it is still majestic and records its original glory. Most of the tall stone pillar was cut off, and the fallen pillar was weathered into rubble. The remaining half of the stone pillar was like a sawed-off tree stump, and the dense patterns on the stone pillar were its growth rings. In short, everything here shows the magnificence of the past, but because of this remnant, it seems particularly sad and melancholy. Originally, such ruins could be called palaces or cities, but they were not necessarily temples. But for some reason, when Meng Shuai saw it, he felt that it must be a temple. Although he could not see the statue of the god, and he was not even sure whether the central building was an altar, Meng Shuai always felt that the breath of God remained in every brick and stone here. If this place was once the residence of a god, it must have been a powerful god, at least not comparable to a grass-headed god like Meng Shuai. In the same way, Yuan Huawen is far from enough. It¡¯s just why here? "Did I come here by mistake? Or am I here too late?" Meng Shuai was full of doubts. Is this the place where Yuan Huawen went? If so, he has been here for a long time, why didn't he make some improvements? Even if he refused to blaspheme for some unexpected reasons, wouldn't he even build a house of his own? But if not, why is Meng Shuai here? Isn't the last level not a battle, but a visit to the ruins to receive historical and cultural education? But he still remembered Feng Yuan¡¯s words, so he looked at the ruins very carefully. He found that the damage here was not serious, many stone carvings retained their previous appearance, and even some furnishings were still intact hidden in the gaps. Except for one thing there are no characters at all. No matter how exquisite the carvings are, there are no figures or similar subjects, and certainly no statues of gods. Some carvings that should clearly depict the owner or main god here turned into an abrupt blank. This is definitely not natural, as if something has forcibly erased these traces. "Weird" As Meng Shuai walked, he searched for traces in the wreckage. Various signs showed that there was actually a long-standing secret hidden in the ruins. Although he had no idea who the former owner of this temple was or what his deeds were, Meng Shuai actually had a good impression of him. Just because there is a sense of intimacy hidden in the broken wall that comes from nowhere. Kind and familiar. Kindness may be just like an old friend at first sight, familiarity may be a real old friend. Who is this He was thinking this way, and the road to the ruins gradually came to an end. Suddenly, a complete high platform came into view. The style of the high platform was incompatible with the ruins on the ground. Although the underground ruins are majestic, they are somewhat natural and clumsy, while the style of the high platform is much more beautiful, full of beautiful artistic sense, which is pleasing to the eye at first sight. If compared, it's like there are two places in front of and behind the mountain on the mountain wall. The ruins are like "Buzhou Mountain" with great momentum, and the high platform is like "Mending the Sky" that stands out from the crowd. And there is another figure on the high platform. Among the rubble, this figure was the only one that was moving and alive. The figure is tall and tall, with an upright posture. He is wearing a well-cut brocade robe, a shirt, a shirt, and it looks more like a jade tree facing the wind, complementing the high platform like a work of art. Although his back was to Meng Shuai, he still had a slight angle, just enough to see half of his face at an angle. That face is also flawless. Women are called immortals descending to earth. If there are male immortals descending from heaven, that's it. Meng Shuai has always appreciated beauty, whether it is a handsome man or a beautiful woman, as long as she is handsome, he will naturally feel close to her. Butthis person is different. When he saw this person, Meng Shuai only showed a sneer and walked over slowly. As we got closer, we could see everything on the high platform more clearly. Apart from this person, there was only one alchemy cauldron on the platform. The alchemy cauldron is huge, occupying half of the area of ??the high platform, and is dark red with a mysterious color. Meng Shuai had also seen the alchemy cauldron, and Chen Qian knew how to make alchemy, and had built an alchemy furnace in the black earth world. But even if the alchemy furnace was made by divine power, no expense was spared, and the design was almost the limit of Chen Qian's knowledge and imagination, it would still be far inferior to this one. Meng Shuai didn't understand the design of the alchemy furnace, but after just one glance, he felt that it was not on the same level. Meng Shuai glanced at the alchemy furnace twice, and immediately felt frightened. This feeling was a bit similar to the first time he saw the big characters "Buzhou Mountain", and it was also a shock that hit his heart. But not exactly the same. The shock when I saw Buzhou Mountain was just because I was watching. Buzhou Mountain is like a miracle in the world. It occupies the peak and naturally exudes infinite power. Meng Shuai was shocked by this, but he just reacted naturally, like thousands of onlookers who saw the miracle and couldn't help but worship. However, this alchemy furnace is different. At first glance, Meng Shuai felt that the thing was very dangerous, contained endless power, and was an imminent threat to him. It was like a frying pan in front of him, and someone was going to throw him in and fry it at any time. He was instinctively unwilling to approach the Alchemy Cauldron, and he couldn't even compete with his disgust for the man on the high platform.When he got off the stage, he stopped and stopped getting on. He only looked at the person on the stage. At this time, the man on the high platform finally made a move. He turned around slowly, his handsome face expressionless. Because of the height difference, he could easily overlook Meng Shuai. His voice was ethereal: "The chosen one, you are finally here. "Chapter 1072: See the Alchemy Cauldron from the high platform, and reach the fairy mountain from the sea: