After leaving Cheng Yin City, Liu Zhengyang and the others went straight out of the city to avoid having too many dreams at night.

They weren't afraid that the sect would retaliate, but in the huge Cheng Yin city, there must still be a lot of greedy people. Even if Liu Zhengyang is not afraid of them at all, and does not want to continue killing people for such ridiculous reasons, it is best to leave.

After walking out of Cheng Yin City, they turned their backs to the brightly lit Cheng Yin City, and then looked out into the dark field, which was a bit embarrassing for a while.

"Sect Master, do we really want to leave?" Qi Tianfang hesitated.

"Although there is no difference between day and night for us cultivators, there is no need to hurry in the middle of the night, right? Is that altar nearby?" Zhong Qinglei asked depressedly.

He is still a wounded person and wants to rest.

Xiao Duomi doesn't really care. She is full of curiosity about new things, and she urged with expectation: "Let's find the rest of the altar earlier, can't we help Dad improve his strength? Don't you want to know how strong Dad can become? "

To be honest, everyone present is a monk, and they are definitely interested in this kind of thing.

but……

Zhong Qinglei frowned and asked, "I really want to find the altar you mentioned earlier, but where should we find it? Liu Zhengyang, have you already used the memory of the senior demons and the information of the sect to lock the position of the altar? "

"No." Liu Zhengyang simply shook his head.

He now only knows that the altar is in the due east of a mountain called Cuncheng Mountain.

As for where Cuncheng Mountain is, it is still a mystery.

When Liu Zhengyang revealed his findings, everyone was stunned.

You must know that the area of ​​this world is not generally large, and even at the speed of a monk, it is not generally difficult to travel around the world. If you want to find a mountain called Cuncheng Mountain in such a big world, it is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

What's even scarier is that it's common for places with the same name.

What if Liu Zhengyang and others went to great lengths to find another inch of the mountain?

Wouldn't that vomit blood?

Even Xiao Duomi was a little worried.

Liu Zhengyang had long known that everyone would have such a reaction, but he was very calm: "You don't have to worry about not finding it, I have already thought of a way to find an inch of a mountain. Don't forget, I inherited the memory of that demon strong man, There is a roadmap."

"Yes! There is also this method!" Both Qi Tianfang and Xiao Duomi's eyes lit up.

As long as there is a roadmap, everything is fine.

However, Zhong Qinglei still thinks things are not that simple, and even thinks Qi Tianfang and Xiao Duomi are stupid and naive.

"Young people, it's easy to be ignorant." Zhong Qinglei ignored the protests from Qi Tianfang and Xiao Duomi's eyes, and continued: "When you live long enough, you will know that there is a word in this world called vicissitudes, countless Memories from years ago are unreliable."

Qi Tianfang and Xiao Duomi obviously couldn't understand this concept.

Because in their cognition, can the mountains and seas change drastically?

However, Liu Zhengyang easily understood what Zhong Qinglei said, nodded and said, "As long as the time is long enough, the ocean can become a mulberry field, and the mountain can also become a hole in the earth. The memory of countless years ago is indeed unreliable. However, who said that it is only memory. ?"