A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Xinyuan Ruoxue and the others couldn't feel Daiyu's movement speed.

You can't see the sunrise or sunset in the temple either.

They can only estimate the time in their mind.

The old turtle did not embarrass many people.

Just a bit chatty.

Sometimes I recall an unknown past event. From time to time, I would pull a few people along and ask questions.

When the interest arises, he will also point out Aragaki Ruoxue's witchcraft.

Those cultivators fighting for the opportunity with their lives are not as big as the old turtle's casual chat.

In comparison, Fang Yuan and Han Xinshuang were much boring.

One of them practices fire-attribute witchcraft, and the other uses black magic.

I can only watch helplessly as Aragaki Ruoxue becomes stronger.

About the past five or six days.

Fang Yuan saw that Xinyuan Ruoxue had entered samadhi. I couldn't help but ask: "Old Turtle, how far are we from Guixu?"

"What's the hurry? We still have more than fifty thousand miles to go. If we use your broken ship, it will take half a year."

Lao Gui's attitude towards Fang Yuan was not so gentle.

However, if Araguan Ruoxue entered samadhi, it could only settle for the next best thing. He started chatting with Fang Yuan and Han Xinshuang.

It has lived for an unknown number of years. Even if you don’t know much about fire-based witchcraft and sorcery, a few casual tips can be of great benefit to them.

As a result, two days later, Fang Yuan and Han Xinshuang also entered meditation with their legs crossed.

The three of them had received preaching from Taoist Duobao.

Great harvest.

This time, I got some insights from Old Turtle’s chat. The effect is naturally different.

But it is also a rare opportunity.

When Aragaki Ruoxue woke up, she was still at the high level of a wizard. But the understanding of witchcraft is deeper.

Her superficial strength has not improved, but she is confident that she can easily win against herself a few days ago.

"woke up?"

Lao Gui immediately said hello.

Aragaki Ruoxue quickly bowed and saluted: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance."

The old turtle laughed heartily: "I have a habit of being a teacher. When Ancestral Witch Xizi was alive, he taught me a lot."

The tone of voice had long since lost the vitality it had when they first met.

There is quite a sense of intimacy when facing juniors.

Aragaki Ruoxue hesitated for a moment and whispered: "But I am from the human race. The relationship between the human race and the witch race is not very close."

She said this with some reservations.

The human race and the witch race are more than just not close?

It's basically the hatred of genocide.

The old turtle disagreed: "There is no right or wrong between races. The Gods, Monsters, and Humans were all the enemies of the Witch Clan. But what happened? Tens of thousands of years have passed, what can't you let go of? As long as you are not a Demon Clan. That’s it.”

"Demon?"

Aragaki Ruoxue was a little confused: "Isn't that what the cultivators call the witch clan? The Twelve Ancestral Witches are also called the Twelve Demon Gods by them."

Old Turtle let out a long sigh: "That's because everything in the past has been deliberately covered up."

Aragaki Ruoxue did not speak in a hurry, still digesting the meaning of the old turtle's words.

After a long while, Old Turtle finally came back to his senses from his memories: "Actually... gods, witches, demons, and humans were all at peace with each other originally. The reason why they fight to the death is because the demons instigated them."

"what?"

Even with Aragaki Ruoxue's temperament, she couldn't help but exclaim: "Then...are the demons still there?"

"Yes! Otherwise, why would the Wu clan be slandered as a demon clan?" Old Turtle's voice contained a bit of self-deprecation and resentment.

Aragaki Ruoxue could hear the "crunching" sound of teeth grinding coming from under her feet.

That sound was not made by the old turtle's spiritual thoughts, but by his body grinding his teeth.

This shows the extent of its resentment towards the demons.

Aragaki Ruoxue felt an inexplicable sense of crisis: "Senior, will the demons still come out to cause trouble?"

The old turtle sneered: "Of course it will. The demons have never been defeated. As long as the humans are strong enough, they will come out to provoke war."

Aragaki Ruoxue fell into silence for a while.

To her, those things were too far away.

She is not a woman with high aspirations. I just want to live my life well.

Wander around the world with your friends and grow old hand in hand with your lover.

Lao Gui also felt that this topic was a bit dull and asked with a smile: "Girl, we have arrived at the outskirts of Guixu. Do you want to see the scenery outside?"

"miss you!"

Aragaki Ruoxue sorted out her mood.

As long as he stays here, he can definitely wait for Jiang Yu.

Lao Gui did not send the three of them out. Instead, the surrounding walls slowly glow and become transparent.

From this angle, you can see endless, bottomless huge ravines.

The sea water formed countless raging waterfalls, pouring into the ravine with a "rumbling" sound.

It seems like I can never be full.

The seabed near Guixu is covered with skeletons and tarnished magic weapons.

The old turtle's voice sounded leisurely: "This is the final battlefield of the Longhan Tribulation. All my brothers died in that battle. When my life span is exhausted, I will come here to sleep. By then, Daiyu will also It no longer exists.”

There was no sadness in his tone, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with it.

Aragaki Ruoxue quietly looked at the dead bones on the seabed.

There are countless densely packed ones.

Every withered skeleton was once an ancient power reaching for the stars.

Now, the only thing that proves their glory is the treasure that accompanies them.

Compared with it, how small I am...

The top of Daiyu Mountain.

Yin Xuanji and the other three immortal cultivators all wore hairstyles that had been licked by a cow.

Facial muscle spasm.

Movements like hemiplegia.

Originally, there was an immortal cultivator traveling with them. It's just that his cultivation level is slightly lower. It was blown away by the strong wind halfway.

"Jie, where are you?"

A cultivator twisted his stiff neck and looked at the vast Guixu. My tongue won't bend anymore.

Even though his face was paralyzed by the strong wind, he still couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.

Yin Xuanji has the highest level of cultivation and is in much better condition than several others: "These immortal friends may be facing an unprecedented crisis. But it may also be a real opportunity."

"Bah, do you still need to tell me?"

The other cultivator had long hated him to his core.

Just because of his crooked mouth, he spit on himself.

Regardless of their level of cultivation, they just want to roll up their sleeves and give Yin Xuanji a beating.

At this moment, several women's voices were heard in the distance.

"Hey, old girl. Do you think this thing is edible?"

"Oh my god, isn't that Qingfeng Cai? The burrito is very popular."

“There are only two trees, enough for who to eat?”

"Are you blind? Isn't there still a large area in that mess?"

Yin Xuanji turned around and looked. The speakers were three girls with big shoulders and round waists, and muscles as sharp as a knife.

One of the girls also saw some experts on the top of the mountain and shouted quickly: "Sister, old sister. There are some old men hiding there!"

Yin Xuanji saw that they were all in the Qi training period. He couldn't help but be confused: "How...how did you withstand the strong wind?"

The three girls were stunned when they heard this, and then burst into laughter.

"Are you stupid? Don't Fengda know where to find a place to hang out?"

"If you look for the sun on a rainy day, your head will be filled with water, right?"

"Oh my god, this hairstyle doesn't have ten years of blood clots. It won't grow out, right?"

Yin Xuanji was furious.

Nothing went smoothly for him along the way.

The dignified master of Lingsu Island, a great monk in the late stage of pill formation. When was it the turn of several Qi training periods to laugh?

He was about to teach them a lesson. Suddenly someone grabbed my arm.

The few people who had wanted to attack him just now all showed sinister smiles: "Is there any silver to explore the way?"

Yin Xuanji was shocked and suppressed his anger. He forced a smile and said, "What are the names of the three fairies?"

The girl with a body like a bear said carelessly: "My name is Zhenzhen."

The girl who looked like a gorilla was a little shy: "I am Lian Lian."

The girl who was stronger than a rhinoceros grinned: "My name is Ai Ai."

Yin Xuanji and others felt a chill.

If Jiang Yu were here, he would recognize their identities.

Bathing the three sisters!