White Bones and Myriad Crows, Great Marsh Qingqiu
And so, more than half a year passed.
Wu Chu can now freely use the Ground-Shrinking Technique, and he is also practicing the Three Heads and Six Arms Divine Ability.
On this day, everyone's attention was drawn to the distant sky, which was gloomy and looked as if a storm was about to break.
However, with just a slight sense, one can discern from that aura that it is not a rain cloud at all, but a dark world formed by the condensation of yin energy and death energy.
Quack quack quack...
The sound of crows came from afar.
Houtu gazed at it for a while, then asked, "Do you know what place that is?"
Wu Chu looked at the Little Fox and asked, "Does Xiao Yu know?"
The Little Fox nodded and said, "That place is called Myriad Crows Mountain. My grandfather said that name was given by our ancestor. A flock of Death Black Crows gather there, said to be born from the aura of death."
Although it sounded like an ominous place, Houtu decided to go and take a look. After all, to be honest, it wasn't that far from their tribe.
Well, that's not far, relative to a powerful expert like her at the Daluo Realm.
Before long, everyone saw the white mountain range that stretched for thousands of miles. Black mist swirled within the mountain range, like gauze or fog, making it very conspicuous against the white backdrop.
When everyone saw the white mountain range, they were all stunned, because it was a mountain range made entirely of bones.
Countless black crows perched in this White Bone Mountains, cawing incessantly, their calls sending chills down one's spine. The crows varied in size, with the largest having wingspans of several meters. Some crows would fly back from afar, carrying bones in their beaks, and drop the bones into the mountain range.
"This is a Skull Mountain!" Little Moon Spirit exclaimed.
Upon hearing this, Wu Chu was taken aback. Could this be the Shiji Skull Mountain, the Daoist Temple site of the Stone Spirit Empress who died most unjustly in the Investiture of the Gods...?
Rustling...
Quack quack quack...
Seemingly sensing the presence of the living, the Death Black Crows took flight, instantly forming a dense black cloud in the sky.
Deathly and yin energy surged from the mountain, enveloping the black crows and condensing in the air into a gigantic black crow with a wingspan of at least tens of millions of feet.
Looking at the colossal raven that bowed its head and looked down from the black mist, everyone felt an immense pressure bearing down on them. Standing before it, they felt as insignificant as ants.
The Little Flower Fairies were so frightened that they trembled and their faces turned pale.
Wu Chu frowned and then silently looked at Houtu.
To be honest, each of these black crows wasn't particularly powerful individually, but when they clung together, they gave the impression of forming a large array, instantly changing the feeling. Without using any Yibao, Wu Chu didn't dare to try it lightly.
Houtu glanced at it a few times and smiled, "This Myriad Evil Formation is quite interesting. I can come back here to study it when I have time. Let's let them go for now!"
The group left, bypassed Myriad Crows Mountain, and continued eastward.
The giant raven that had materialized did not attack them.
Wu Chu glanced back at Myriad Crows Mountain, wondering to himself: Could this really be the Daoist Temple of that Shiji? Speaking of Shiji, when was she born? And there's also this One Qi Immortal Ma Yuan, what's his relationship with Shiji?
Starting from the Houtu Tribe, the journey to Qingqiu in Great Wilderness Marsh was countless miles long, but Wu Chu and his companions traveled at a leisurely pace, cultivating along the way, and it took them nearly three years.
Nearly three years is enough time for Wu Chu to learn the Ground-Shrinking Technique and the Three Heads and Six Arms Divine Ability.
Occasionally, Wu Chu Young Kua, showing off his skills. He even tried to incorporate Tai Chi Fist into his movements.
This fist technique is useless when fighting other cultivators, but it becomes somewhat useful when sparring with this Witch Clan Warrior.
When it was Chu Yi demonstrated, it piqued Houtu's curiosity. Then, Houtu naturally became attracted to the Tai Chi principle of Yin Yang.
So for the rest of the journey, she was mostly lost in thought.
This also dissuaded Wu Chu from continuing to seek instruction Houtu Lady Houtu on the supernatural power of 'Heaven and Earth Manifestation'. Anyway, there will be other opportunities in the future, so he'll leave it for later!
After the Fox Ancestress Qingqiu left the mountain, Great Wilderness Marsh Qingqiu immediately closed the mountain and stopped communicating with the outside world, and went into seclusion to cultivate.
Seeing that the Little Fox had led them to this vast mountain range, which didn't resemble the Great Wilderness Marsh at all, Wu Chu and the others weren't surprised.
After all, Qingqiu must also have Mountain Protection Array. Once the Mountain Protection Array is activated, the outside world will not be able to see through everything inside. Moreover, the Qingqiu Fox are the race most skilled in Illusion Technique.
The Little Fox took out a bell and started shaking it, but before she could shake it a few times, a voice rang out, "So it's you, fellow Daoist! Qingqiu warmly welcomes you!"
The formation opened, and a graceful figure in a purple-gold dress swayed out, her black hair and ribbons flying, darkening the sky and earth.
"Grandpa, Xiao Yu misses you!"
The Little Fox put away its bell and pounced on it.
Qingqiu Li caught the Little Fox, but quickly put her down, bowing to Wu Chu and Houtu, saying, "Please excuse my poor appearance."
"Qingqiu, how have you been?" Wu Chu bowed to Qingqiu Li in return, and then introduced, "This is Houtu, the leader of the Houtu Tribe of the Witch Clan. She has helped me a lot in the past, and now she has moved to the edge of my Purple Jade Mountain. In a way, we are neighbors. I also came to visit you, fellow Daoist. I hope you don't mind."
"Not at all, fellow Daoist! I am overjoyed that you could come! Your friend is also my friend. Houtu Daoist, Houtu, everyone, please come in!"
Qingqiu Li glanced at Houtu, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes, as she recalled Wu Chu's words about three fellow Daoists whose charm was not much inferior to hers.
I suppose this person is one of them!
She's beautiful and serene, with a composed and dignified air, but... well...
In terms of personal charm, Qingqiu Li is very confident. Even when facing Houtu, a woman with a style very different from hers, she is not intimidated at all.
Wu Chu never imagined that this old fox spirit, who had lived for countless millennia, would be thinking about such trivial questions that only an ordinary woman would have.
As Qingqiu Li entered the open formation, she saw a vast expanse of clear water and sky, the crystal-clear water reflecting the azure sky, instantly making her feel refreshed and relaxed.
The Little Fox looked around, having not returned to her homeland for tens of thousands of years. This clear, Great Wilderness Marsh was still the Great Wilderness Marsh she had always known. She couldn't help but cheer, transforming into a Little White and running across the water like lightning, leaving a white wave in her wake.
Qingqiu Li smiled, activated the array's power, and led everyone across countless miles of waterways to a vast island in the center of the lake.
The island is vast, with stretches of green grassland that undulate like waves. Small green hills dot this land, surrounded by towering ancient trees. Transformation Form Little Fox tread on the green grass as if walking on flat ground.
The name Qingqiu is indeed fitting.