The Villain Has Something to Say

The Buried Sand Forest occupies a very large area, located between Chizhou and the extreme north.

Countless tall trees grow on this piece of land, in groups, covering the sky and the sun, and walking among them, you can't see a trace of the sky at all.There is only one kind of tree that can grow here, which is called Lihenmu.

Between the roots of the Lihen tree and the yellow sand, 100 meters up from the ground, there are bare tree trunks, vast and vigorous, with old bark, but further up, there will suddenly be large areas of dense shade, covering the sun and moon.

The Buried Sand Forest is an important place for the human race. Every year, there will be great powers from the Tribulation Period or even the Mahayana Period to come here to investigate whether the situation in the Buried Sand Forest is normal.Because this forest blocks the wind and sand blowing from the extreme north, Lihenmu can also absorb nutrients from the sand and rocks, allowing itself to prosper.

Here, each Lihenmu is very close to each other, almost less than three meters, and you can see another Lihenmu.

Walking in such a place, Luo Jianqing's speed could not help but slow down a lot, but there is not much danger here, but Lihenmu itself is a kind of monster that can confuse people's hearts.As long as unsteady monks enter it, they may be attracted by its fragrance, fall into an illusion, and eventually become addicted to it.

A Lihen tree can only cause a moment of confusion to mortals, and the effect is not outstanding.But what about the thousands of Lihenmu?What about Lihenmu, which formed an entire forest?

That would be able to confuse the true mind of a cultivator!

"I heard from Uncle Yuqingzi, Master, when you came to the extreme north, you were only at the golden core stage." Luo Jianqing said as he quickly shuttled through the buried sand forest: "At that time, you walked through this forest Did you notice anything unusual while you were there?"

Even though his cultivation was temporarily suppressed, Luo Jianqing's realm and will were not affected at all.He didn't feel any abnormality in this buried sand forest. His nose seemed to smell some faint fragrance, but it was just a smell, and it didn't let him enter the illusion.

Xuan Lingzi was naturally more calm, he said calmly: "At that time, Master once heard the roar of monsters."

Luo Jianqing became interested: "What's the sound?"

Xuan Lingzi said: "At first it was a monster beast roaring towards me. I didn't see the real body, but I could hear the sound. I ignored it and continued to move forward. Later, there were more and more monsters, until it was almost When we left Buried Sand Forest, the monster had already formed an army of a thousand people... However, it was only limited to sound."

Luo Jianqing smiled and said, "If you are a little scared, those voices will turn into real things."

Xuan Lingzi was noncommittal.

The two walked for ten days and ten nights in the buried sand forest.

Along the way, I also met monks flying from other towns to the extreme north, and the lowest cultivation level was also at the Nascent Soul stage.As soon as the two sides met each other, the other party immediately looked at Luo Jianqing and Xuan Lingzi warily, and then left cautiously.

The once-in-ten-year superstorm in the extreme north has temporarily disappeared, and there are naturally many monks who come to the extreme north to find opportunities.Luo Jianqing didn't pay much attention to these people, because he didn't want to compete with these people for the opportunities that can be seen everywhere. His goal was very clear: to obtain the relics of Senior Mo Qing and give them to Mo Qiu.

Six months ago, Luo Jianqing asked Fozi to bring a message to Mo Qiu, saying that he would send some things to Mo Qiu in a year, so that Mo Qiu would not run around, or give him a contact method so that he can contact him at that time .

The relics of senior Mo Qing must belong to the abandoned lineage of the Mo family.Now the most outstanding clansman of that line is Mo Qiu, so Luo Jianqing wants to give this thing to Mo Qiu, and after the two meet, they will go to the cold desert wasteland together to meet Mo Qiu's clansmen.

With Xuan Lingzi here, Luo Jianqing believed that it would be no problem to protect himself in the extreme north, so he didn't want Mo Qiu to come here on purpose.What's more, this is the first time he and his master have gone out to practice together, so he doesn't want to be disturbed.

After passing through the buried sand forest, what comes into view is an extremely desolate scene!

If we say that the ground in Chizhou is dry and yellow, and the green is scarce; the buried sand forest is full of yellow sand, dry and desolate.Then in the extreme north, you can see dry land that has been torn apart everywhere!The cobweb-like ravines are all over this area, and when walking on them, the shoes will make a "creaking" sound with the yellow sand.

Here is one of the four most dangerous places in the 36 states!

Here is the land of the extreme north!

In her previous life, because of the Taihua Order, Luo Jianqing hid everywhere, and had no choice but to enter the extreme north.At that time, he was surprised to see such a dangerous and desolate place for the first time, but looking at it now, there is only a kind of helplessness and bitterness wandering quietly in his heart.

His two juniors died in the extreme north.

He didn't die because of the strong wind in the extreme north, but because he was innocently implicated by Li Xiuchen.

As if aware of his disciple's depressed mood, Xuan Lingzi gently took Luo Jianqing's hand and said, "Since you have entered the extreme north, there is no need to suppress your cultivation as a teacher. But Here, it becomes clear that being a teacher won’t help you a single point. You can treat yourself as a teacher without existing, this is a kind of experience for you.”

Luo Jianqing naturally understood Xuan Lingzi's meaning: "Okay."

With Luo Jianqing's current cultivation base at the stage of leaving his body, although he can be regarded as a strong person in the outside world, but in the extreme north, he can only be regarded as an upper-middle level.Those who dare to come to the extreme north must be high-level monks who are confident in their own strength. It is not surprising to meet a monk at the integration stage here.

Next, the two officially entered the Far North.

As soon as he set foot on this land, a gentle wind blew towards Luo Jianqing.The wind seemed to be soft, so light that it had no strength, but Luo Jianqing squinted his eyes, waiting vigilantly for it to blow over.

The breeze blows, and the hair breaks!

Luo Jianqing said: "As expected of the strong wind in the extreme north, even after the most terrible storm period, it is still so powerful."

Xuan Lingzi lowered his eyes and said, "Don't be careless."

Luo Jianqing smiled lightly and said, "Of course I understand."

Luo Jianqing immediately cast a barrier around his body to block the weakened wind.The two walked forward all the way, flying from the exit of the buried sand forest to the northwest direction, and did not see any monks on the way, but countless strong winds crazily blew towards the two of them.

Xuan Lingzi was dressed in white, calm and calm, these strong winds couldn't get close to him at all, and would be annihilated in a distance of four or five feet.But he didn't help Luo Jianqing.

Fewer winds are not a threat to Luo Jianqing, but once, more than a dozen more powerful winds blew towards Luo Jianqing from different directions, making him catch it with a little difficulty. A small opening was also cut by Gangfeng.

Xuan Lingzi looked at this scene coldly, a hint of distress flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say a word.

The two continued to fly forward, and finally saw a middle-aged monk in black, who watched them flying in the air in horror.

This is just a monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul, so he naturally didn't dare to do anything to Luo Jianqing, but he shouted: "Two friends, flying in the sky in the extreme north is very dangerous! Why don't you come down , walk slowly with me, this is the only way to be safe!"

The air is where these strong winds mainly attack. This middle-aged monk is right.

However, when he said this, Luo Jianqing and the two had already flown away, and there was no time to answer him.

The middle-aged monk curled his lips and said angrily: "At first glance, you can tell that they are two spoiled children who don't know the sufferings of the world. They probably heard the name of the extreme north, so they ran over to have a look. How did they know that the gale in the sky is the most terrifying. Since they want to die, let's die. I will walk in the direction they are going, maybe I can see their corpses, and then... a little fiscal!"

Thinking of this, the middle-aged monk quickened his pace and ran forward.

Luo Jianqing didn't know what the monk was thinking, so he and Xuan Lingzi rushed forward.All I saw along the way were barren hills and ravines, not even a drop of water.The mountains are not high, they are similar to the plains, all are very desolate and desolate; the ravines are deep and shallow, the shallow ones are only one or two feet deep, but the deep ones are hundreds of feet!

If monks with a lower cultivation base fall into it, it may be a problem how to get up.

"There are only four very dangerous places in the extreme north. Master, we will encounter three along the way." Luo Jianqing had already made preparations and said, "Soon we should encounter Yinzejian, and we will encounter three of them along the way." There are bottomless caves, all of which are on our way forward. And the place I want to find is near the Fengshen Sea."

Xuan Lingzi nodded: "Everything is up to you."

Luo Jianqing raised the corners of her lips, and said again: "Are you not afraid that I will take you to some bad place?"

Xuan Lingzi raised his eyes to look at him, with a smile hidden in his eyes, and asked back: "You will deceive the master and destroy the ancestor?"

Luo Jianqing said: "If you sell Master, there will definitely be a big price."

Seeing his apprentice acting like a scoundrel, Xuan Lingzi was not as easily angered as before.He glanced at Luo Jianqing lightly, as if he hadn't heard anything, except for the involuntary redness of the tips of his ears, there was really no change.

Of course, Luo Jianqing also knew that the point of molesting is to stop.He changed the topic casually: "But this time we can avoid the dry mountain. It is very dangerous there. It is rumored that even Mahayana monks will be buried in it. Master, have you ever been there?"

Xuan Lingzi said: "When I came to the extreme north, I was a teacher, but my cultivation was only at the golden core stage, so I never entered. Do you want to go?"

Luo Jianqing shook his head: "It's good if you don't go."

Compared with such seemingly terrifying names as Yinzejian, Bottomless Cave and Fengshenhai, Dry Mountain seems very ordinary.However, in fact, no monk in the world dared to treat it as an ordinary mountain, and no monk dared to ignore its danger.

The dry mountain is located in the center of the entire northern land.Everyone in the world knows that the wind in the extreme north is blown from the Fengshen Sea. This dry mountain in the extreme north, which is similar to a plain, seems to be an ordinary, slightly higher mountain range, and there is no other abnormality.

Until, 5000 years ago, a Mahayana elder from the Divine Sword Sect entered it, and then... failed to come out.

Before he died, this powerful man anxiously left a word, which was transmitted to his natal stone, and he only said: "You can't enter the dry mountain!"

In just five words, this seemingly inconspicuous dry mountain has become the most terrifying place in the extreme north.

No one knows where the danger lies in Dry Mountain, but every monk who tried to challenge him never came out.The monks in the Mahayana period will naturally not be stupid enough to go in and practice, but the horror of the dry mountain has already become a kind of myth, which makes the monks all over the world frightened.

Dry Mountain is a tall and rugged mountain range. It originates from a low peak in the southwest of the Far North and ends in the Dry Mountain in the northeast. It obliquely blocks the middle of the Far North, dividing the Far North into two halves.The dry mountain is majestic, as high as ten thousand feet. There is a dense miasma that permeates the surroundings all the year round. Let alone seeing the internal situation clearly, even the spiritual consciousness is blocked by the miasma and cannot be explored 200 meters away.

This time, Luo Jianqing entered from the southern part of the extreme north. It stands to reason that he should cross the dry mountain to go to the northwest.However, he can take a short detour, stay away from the dry mountain, and also stay away from the dry mountain range, passing through Yinzejian and Bottomless Cave, and come to the place in his memory in his previous life.

Without further ado, Luo Jianqing and Xuan Lingzi flew away quickly.

After only half a day of flying, the sound of rushing water gradually came, and the sound of water became louder and louder, which seemed particularly abrupt in the wind.But after a long time, the cold atmosphere besieged from all directions, and there were more and more monks around. The sky became dark from ten miles away, with dark clouds, and even the soil turned into a cold and damp dark black.

Luo Jianqing turned his head and looked at Xuan Lingzi, who nodded slightly at him.Luo Jianqing thought for a while, then flew down from the air, and stepped on the soft and fluffy ground.As he said before, Xuan Lingzi flew down behind Luo Jianqing.

As soon as the two of them flew down, the monks who had already gone to Yinzejian looked at them vigilantly.Dozens of high-ranking monks walked forward without saying a word. They approached the safest danger in the extreme north step by step-Yinzejian, and they all came to look for opportunities!