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It's extremely fast, and it's also on the celebrity list, which is unbelievable.

The man in black had a strange look on his face.

A young monk next to him glanced at him, leaned closer, and said in a low voice: "Master, you just met him a month ago for a competition, and then you left Yudu, so you don't know some news ..."

The black-clothed monk frowned and turned his head to look at him.

The young man stuck out his tongue, "He's not just an ordinary person, he's also an experimental product of evil immortals."

"Oh?"

The black-clothed monk was thoughtful, and he looked at the stone list again. On the stone list, the names of the black-clothed armors were progressive, not only fighting with beasts, fighting with monks, but also fighting with Baizhan Hall. For the trained killers, one must know that the killers of Baizhan Hall are so ruthless that even a determined monk would shudder at the sight of them, not to mention those who survived even if they competed with them.

And the winning ratio of this guy named Bai Jun is still around three to one.

He tilted his head and said softly, "Go and see."

……

In the Qi training area of ​​Baizhan Hall, in the killing arena.

As soon as the black-clothed monk entered the arena, there were faint ripples flashing. He walked to one of the positions and sat down. Suddenly, his eyes went dark, and there was a sense of starlight shifting. When he entered his eyes again, the scene in the center of the arena came into view. in the eyes.

He calmly raised his eyebrows.

This is a space that resembles a column. The monks watching the competition sit on the periphery. The arena in the center is restricted, and the space is enlarged. Every move inside is clearly seen by the monks sitting on the periphery.

Just such a fighting arena is expensive to build.

And just as the monks were taking their seats one after another and discussing in low voices, a voice suddenly said: "Come out!"

The atmosphere suddenly became heated.

An unusually tall man with straight shoulders and long legs, covered in black bandages all over his body, entered from the right door. With a step on his long legs, he approached slowly, looking at the masked man who quietly appeared on the stage .

The two stood on the left and the right, both of them were in pitch black, like a still stone, looking at each other quietly.

There were heated discussions outside the arena.

"Have you made a bet? I bet on Black Yijia. He will definitely win this time."

"Just be sober. Although Black Yijia is powerful, he is just an ordinary person. You can see who is standing opposite him. That is the number one killer in the low area of ​​Baizhan Hall."

"Killer" can only kill, it's either you die or I forget, there is no room for it, no retreat.

"But……"

……

"Keep your eyes open and take a closer look. Although the man in black armor is a mortal, there are many things to learn from him. He has a strong sense of fighting, he is ruthless, and his ability to react and predict is amazing. I am ashamed, compare yourself with yourself, look at you, when you see monsters rushing towards you, you are so frightened that you want to run away, and you are begging for Tao..."

"Father, keep your voice down, everyone around you can hear you!"

"You are still afraid that people will hear it!! If your father is gone, who will protect you from the wind and rain..."

……

"Although Xie Xian is poisonous, his ability is real. An ordinary person can be so strong, he is indispensable. If he can get training and medicine..."

"Brother, even if you get the secret recipe, it can only be used by ordinary people, and it's useless to us at all."

"Idiot, there are so many ordinary people in the world, who doesn't want to become stronger, if they do this business, wouldn't they make a lot of money?"

"But brother, evil immortals are hard to deal with, not to mention, how can ordinary people afford precious medicinal materials..."

"Say you're stupid, you're really stupid, aren't you allowed to think about it if you can't do it?"

"yes, Sir."

A soft, soft and low bell sounded, and immediately, all the discussions stopped, and the eyes turned to the stage.

At this moment, the two people standing still opposite each other suddenly moved, and the two figures crossed each other at an extremely fast speed, and the air was violently pulled, leaving an arc.

The blade was in his hand again, an inorganic cold light flashed in the killer's eyes, he turned around and bullied him again, he took a step under his feet, ten steps away in an instant, his hand shadow was like the wind.

The two fought close to each other again, the killer's palm was full of heat, and once he made a move, he made three moves, so fast that people couldn't react in time, killing people everywhere, the black armor did not hide, and his eyes were directed at the dangerous and deadly Without even blinking, the three stances went directly towards the body, with a weird twist of the palm of his hand, like a flower smiling, and with force, he gently and softly dispelled the two life-threatening stances. At the same time, he turned his body slightly, A long leg kicked hard.

With a muffled sound of "bang", the killer flew out directly, Bai Jun clutched his bleeding shoulder and took a few steps back, his eyes were as indifferent and calm as ever.

In the blink of an eye, they fought for two rounds.

The monks outside took a deep breath, "This person is cruel to others, but even more cruel to himself."

The killers of Baizhantang are worthy of the word "kill". They are full of murderous aura, just standing in front of you, like a god of death killing you, which makes people feel psychologically stressed.

But the man in black was too calm and calm.

Some people couldn't help admiring, "The golden-masked killer is already in the late stage of Qi training, his speed, skills, and coercion can easily strangle an ordinary person to death... and the black-clothed armor is just faster and has an anti The physicality of the fight, so he also had the upper hand in the two fights."

A person next to him analyzed: "Everything is not accidental. The man in black armor is weak, but his mind is extremely terrifying. His ability to predict danger is too strong. In the first fight, he not only eliminated the killer's attack, but also used it to attack the killer. With a slight difference, he narrowly and narrowly avoided the flying knives coming from the plot; and in the second fight, the assassin's attack was ruthless, accurate, and fierce, but Bai Jun was able to react quickly in a moment, Find out the killer's weakness and make a decisive judgment."

Ruthless, not procrastinating, quick in response, strong in observation and analysis, and has the power to predict danger... Such an opponent is indeed frightening.

But many monks like to watch him pass by the danger again and again, but dodge it in a clever way. Under the danger of being wiped out, the man uses his powerful wisdom to dodge and break through the scene of counterattack.

Makes blood boil.

Hearing the discussions around him, the young man couldn't help tilting his head and asked, "Master, do you think that black armor can win?"

The man in black frowned, and said a few words, "Look at a miracle."

No matter what the monks outside were discussing, the two people on the fighting platform didn't hear it at all.

Hei Yijia has a keen observation ability, and can see the opponent's weakness at a glance. Anyone who fights with him in close quarters can't get cheap.

The killer turned over from the ground. He stared coldly at the man in bandages opposite him, his eyes filled with frightening anger, his fists were clenched suddenly, and his whole body was like a cannonball smashing towards the black armor. At the same time, several blades approached him instantly. .

As early as the moment his figure moved, Bai Jun quickly pulled away, and at the same time a dagger appeared in his hand, his wrist fluttered, blocking the blade so fast that only a silver light appeared in the darkness, and moved left and right to retreat extremely fast.

The killer sneered, missed a single hit, rolled over and fell to the ground, with flames emanating from his palms, he slapped left, right, right out of thin air, and the palms carrying the flames rushed towards Bai Jun in all directions.

The armor in black was inevitable, his eyes flashed, and he caught the flying palms in an instant. He swept his legs and bent over, avoiding the two palms coming from the left. The push changed the course of the palm of fire, and several flames collided together, bursting open all of a sudden, blooming in beautiful colors.

Bai Jun turned sideways, and received the last slap abruptly, blood was lying on his shoulder, he didn't care about it, and quickly started to dodge.

The killer is in the qi training period, and the flame palm has only been used twice, and the aura has been somewhat weak, but at this time Bai Jun has been seriously injured, and the flesh and blood of his shoulders, arms, thighs, and waist are slick.

His reaction at this time was also much slower.

The killer squinted his eyes, pulled out all the blades in his sleeves, and dozens of flying knives flew towards Bai Jun like a net.

The monks on the periphery groaned, "Could it be that that person is going to die here today?"

No one answered him, they all looked at the stage intently.

Countless flying knives flew towards him suddenly, as if they were going to be inserted into his eyes. He was short in black armor, and his figure turned around at a high speed. The dagger in his hand turned like a whirlpool, "Ding Ding" Knock down the flying knife.

But his body can no longer support it, and it has been extraordinary to support it with strong willpower until now.Feeling the blood rolling in the body, the sound of active cells beating, a familiar pain that pierces into the bone marrow poured up from the limbs and bones... His face twisted for a while, his eyes hardened, and he flew up at the same time, flashing at an extremely fast speed , Jumping, his figure was drawn into a line so fast, his muscles were a little deformed.

The simple-minded monks outside couldn't bear to witness, and stammered: "He...he is..."

The light of the knife was dense, and the blood on his body soon became wet. He felt the surging impact in his body, narrowed his long and narrow eyes dangerously, and the black armor suddenly stopped dodging in a strange way, and flew up unexpectedly. Approaching the killer, the palm of his hand was like an iron claw, firmly locking the killer's throat until he heard the sound of tucking.

A masked head rolled to the ground.The eyes that were slightly open still maintained a taunt like a cat playing with a mouse. The violent counterattack was too sudden and neat, and he obviously hadn't reacted yet.

At the same time, the armor in black fell to the ground with a thud, his whole body was pierced with a throwing knife, blood was rolling, his shoulder was hit by the killer's dying counterattack, his arm was shattered, he was lying on the ground covered with scars, his limbs were convulsed, his eyes were bright amazing.

Block the flying knives with all your flesh and blood, protect the important head and heart, and twist off the enemy's head by surprise. Although you are seriously injured, you can still save your life.

All the monks couldn't help but be amazed at his boldness.

What made their backs shudder even more was that this person was too calm. At the last moment when his life was at stake, he was able to think carefully, and at the moment of his flying body, he cleverly avoided the key parts of the flying knife.

The man in black squinted his eyes, and said softly, "Let's go."

Chapter 35

With a soft squeak, the heavy stone door opened wide, and the mellow medicinal fragrance wafted in. The gray-clothed man who walked quickly like the wind took a breath unconsciously, and then stepped into the stone room.

A trembling figure walked slowly from the inner room, slowly sat on the stone chair, and raised a pair of lifeless eyes.

The man in gray knelt on his knees, lay down, and did not dare to raise his head, "Master, No. [-] A's body has recovered, and his physical strength has reached its limit."

"Oh?"

Xie Xian's dry eyes suddenly shone brightly, and when the corners of his lips sank, he disappeared.

……

In a cold basement, there is a pool of blood in the center. In the pool of blood, the blood is clear and translucent, shining with crystal light, tumbling secretly, looking from a distance, it is extremely beautiful.

At this time, four long and thick iron chains hung down from the stone wall, tightly clasped one person's limbs, and pulled him against the wall.

The old figure stood in front of him, reaching out his hand like a dead branch to touch the man's muscles, feeling the rush of blood in the muscles, slowly showing a smile, and whispered: "Very good, the vitality of the body has reached its peak .”

He turned around very slowly, sat on a soft stool, his eyes lingered on the man's body, and he was sure to win.

The man who was pinned to the wall was extremely tall, with a thin and slim figure, his limbs were stretched to the limit by the iron chain, from his powerful arms to his majestic thighs were tightly stretched, and the muscles and lines were elegantly stretched out on the dark side of his lower abdomen. Sweat dripped down from the sharp chin and dripped on the chest muscles. The seemingly graceful muscles exuded a vigorous sense of strength.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, the proportion of the whole body is extremely perfect.

Xie Xian praised again with satisfaction: "Perfect. What a perfect body."

As soon as he raised his hands to the left and right, two people came out from the darkness, went straight to the edge of the stone wall, and unlocked the shackles with the key, while the other two held the man in one hand and threw him into the pool.

At the same time, the moment the man entered the water, two iron chains came out from the bottom of the pool, tightly wrapped around the man's ankles, and forcefully pulled him into the water.

Bai Jun, who had been in a drowsy state, let out a muffled grunt, and raised his head abruptly. Even with his tenacity, he still felt that life would be worse than death after being tortured like a bone scraping.

Xie Xian narrowed her eyes and stared at his raised face.At this time, the veins on that handsome and independent face were bulging, and a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of his lips, showing how much pain he was enduring.

Thinking that there is no part of this body that is not perfect, Xie Xian smiled in a good mood, stroked his long beard and said: "This pool of blood has the effect of reviving the bones of the dead. It can wash the meridians and regenerate flesh and blood. For you... ...This Immortal has even brought out his housekeeping skills, so don't let this Immortal down."

When he said the last two sentences, his face became horribly gloomy, and he couldn't even hide the dead air on his face.

The essence in the blood water is actively squeezed into the body, each one, like a knife, repeatedly haunts hundreds of millions of cells, Bai Jun closed his eyes tightly in pain, as if he could not feel the sound of the outside world generally.

Xie Xian snorted, the corners of his lips curled up strangely, and a ball of light appeared out of thin air in his hand. In the ball of light, a blood-red bead slowly rotated, shining vermilion and clear light. But the bead suddenly protruded with a point, and it was shaking happily. It turned out that it was not a bead, but a bunch of scarlet snakes.

He looked at the little snake with obsessive eyes, and he didn't care if anyone was listening, and said in a low voice: "The snake soul of the Charming Dragon Snake carries the blood lineage, and cultivators can't do it. What about ordinary people, can ordinary people I'm really looking forward to absorbing it..."

Step by step, he walked slowly towards Mr. Bai in the pool, stepping on the bloody water, looking at the man in front of him who was so strong that he looked at him with a look of madness, "Once you succeed, you will become a dragon, and if you fail, you will become a dragon." ...then you deserve to die."

He embedded Bai Juncai's head with one hand, and patted the snake soul into his head.

As soon as the snake soul entered his body, Bai Jun couldn't control his struggle immediately, the blood in his body seemed to be attracted by something, it boiled, the meridians ruptured, and the muscles exploded.

However, the blood water in the blood pool continuously gathered in the middle, and he was determined to repair his body, patching it up again when it was broken.

It's really painful.

Bai Jun couldn't even yell out the strength of the pain, he just opened his mouth silently and closed his eyes fiercely.

He not only has to endure the pain of the body, but also fights with the snake soul.

In the mental space, Bai Jun let out a roar, the ferocity in his eyes was frightening, and he didn't hide it.The tentacles of the spirit condensed from all directions, and his consciousness was surrounded by the center, cornered, and he even licked his lips frantically. Since such a delicious dessert was delivered, it would be a pity not to eat it.

He rushed towards the snake soul.

-

From early morning to now, "Baiyunjian" has been full of laughter, the smell of sweet fruit wine is scattered in the wind, and the beautiful stoves are gathered together, drinking tea and chatting, very happy.

Hua Song walked out of the room to get some air, and the chatter and laughter in front of the next room made his side even more deserted.

He tilted his head to look.Flowers, fruit and wine were placed on the long table, and the beautiful cauldrons were talking with each other. Mr. Nan Feng sat on a large chair at the top, and he leaned casually, still dressed in fiery red clothes, holding a jug in his hand , looking up and pouring it into his mouth boldly, there is a feeling of being drunk today.

And Prince Lanyue and Fairy Qiuman sat under him, greeting everyone like their masters.

Hua Song stared at Mr. Nanfeng for a moment, Mr. Nanfeng didn't seem to notice, but Fairy Qiuman immediately looked over, she smiled and said: "Little Huahua, let's play together."

Then all the furnaces looked over.

Hua Song was sure, waved his hands and said, "I don't like crowds, so please go ahead."

After finishing speaking, he went back to the room.

He returned to the room, and the words of others discussing him could still be heard, Hua Song frowned, turned and went to the bedroom.

-

It is only one month away from the night of joy, and Hua Song holds the scroll in his hand, absorbing all kinds of knowledge eagerly, and whenever there is something he doesn't understand, as long as he wants to know in his heart, there will be an explanation on the Tongtian Stone Pillar.

He is so cautious and careful, not only for escaping, but also for escaping to survive, and to live wantonly and comfortably.

Zi Xin walked in and bent her legs, "Master, your things are all sorted."

Hua Song looked out the window, the houses outside were antique, the landscape was beautiful and picturesque, and the fairy air was hazy, like an unfolding picture scroll, fascinating.

He put down his book and followed the maid out.

Entering the flower hall, Zixin handed over an account book, which recorded Hua Song's income in the past few months. Hua Song glanced at it lightly, put the account book on the table, and looked at the sorted out books. thing.

Most of these things were given by Wen Ran, and some were rewarded by Young Master Nan Feng, and the Wu tea used last time was given by Fairy Qiuman as an apology, although it was only a small box.

Most of what Wen Ran gave away were Lingguo, Lingjiu, pastries... Food and other things, but Mr. Nanfeng rewarded them with more practical things, such as Ganoderma lucidum, ginseng, snow lotus, medicinal herbs, etc...

Hua Song caressed the box containing the items, and suddenly thought of Mr. Nan Feng, the eyes that night contained too many emotions, it was really unforgettable.

He took a breath, didn't let himself think about it, and put everything into the storage bag directly.

The two maids looked at him suspiciously, and stopped them: "Master, this collection box can at least lock the spiritual energy for a month, and the storage bag does not have such a function!"

Hua Song lied coldly: "You don't have to worry, I will return it in a few days."

Zi Xin and the two frowned, but they knew his temper, so they didn't speak any more, they just felt unhappy.

Hua Song returned to the study.

-

It was another night of colorful lights, and the joyful building started the most exciting time of the day.

The luminous pearl in the study room was shining with a cold white light, and a large map was spread on the table, filled with dense marks.

Hua Song secretly inhaled, forcing himself to calm down.

He took off his whole body clothes, put on a close-fitting protective inner armor, and then put on a strong suit.

Then he went to the desk again, took out the concealer cream, and carefully applied it on his face, until he saw that he looked different in the water mirror, and then he didn't stop.

After putting the map into the void and restoring the whole study to its original state, Hua Song stopped.

He tilted his head and asked Qi Ling who was sitting on his shoulder, "Xiao Yi, are you ready?"

The black-robed little Qi Ling was already eager to try, seeing that he was ready, he urged repeatedly: "Don't worry, go, go."

The blood was throbbing in his veins, Hua Song's cheeks were blushing, suppressing the inexplicable excitement, he calmed down a bit, and then stepped out the door.

Walking through the veranda of green tiles and red pillars, in front of a house surrounded by green bamboos, he faintly heard the sound of water. He stopped and turned his head, only to see a dark red figure casually leaning on the green bamboos , raised his neck, and took a gulp of wine.

The jugs thrown away everywhere, the dark red figures, and the rustling green bamboos are all desolate and decadent.

Hua Song closed his eyes, just paused for a moment, and then continued to move forward.

Going down the ladder, we went directly to the second floor. The reception hall of the Happy Building was very lively and crowded with people.

Qiling and Lingbao can hide his figure, but there is also the danger of being bumped into by mistake. If it is called to release the domain, it will take a lot of spiritual energy.

Hua Song stopped, "Xiao Yi, you have to protect me."

Xiaoqiling tugged at his ear excitedly, "Let's go, I know how to measure."

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was going upstairs, Hua Song quickly went down the stairs. His vigilance was raised to the highest point, and he could almost watch all directions and listen to all directions.

Like a butterfly wearing flowers, he passed by some warblers and swallows, and avoided the contact with the monks in time. Hua Song came out of the Happy Building, wiped off his cold sweat, then turned around to look at the lights in the center of the lake, and smiled happily.

The exquisite and quaint building, the dimly lit lake center with rippling flower boats, a musk and depravity, were left far behind by him.

Going through the route that has been sorted out in my heart again, Hua Song walked along the street on the left of the Happy Building until the end.

At the end of the street is a thick white mist, the fog is extremely thick, showing the shape of one after another, although the fog is thick, it is not a problem for the monks, but there is something strange inside, once you enter It was a vast expanse of whiteness, and nothing could be seen.

It's not a small thing to see, but the monsters that move inside are scary.

Hua Song inquired clearly, and was prepared in his heart. He looked around and saw a sign, and he got into the thick fog.

Chapter 36

There is a natural barrier at the entrance of the "capital in the cloud".It was a fog barrier with a width of more than ten feet. The dense fog was completely white. Although the fog was not poisonous, the things hidden inside were not to be underestimated.

The level of monsters inside is not high, but due to the natural terrain factors, it is also very troublesome. If you rush in rashly, you may not know how to die.

The sky-reaching stone pillar shows:

"Name: white worm

Level: Low-level monsters, the most perfect upgrade to the third level.

Ability: There is no fluctuation of spiritual power, and it feeds on absorbing the spiritual power of other creatures.

Weaknesses: Fear of fire, as long as it shows itself, it has no power to resist. "

The white mist is vast, and the night is pitch black, and the spiritual sense can't penetrate an inch, so it can only move forward tentatively like a blind man.

In this dense fog, even the spirit of Qi could not take effect, Hua Song lit the torch, found a reference object, then closed his eyes, and walked straight forward along a point.

The white haze worm and the dense fog merged together, making it impossible to distinguish them at all, but as soon as Hua Song entered with the torch lit, the billowing mist buried him. However, if you look carefully, you can vaguely find that some of the mist seems to be alive. Usually, it surges around him, and finally recedes.

The touch under the feet was smooth and wet, as if a cold air was blowing, and Hua Song's fingers holding the torch turned white.

Suddenly, he kicked something unexpectedly, and his body shook.

There was a chill on his back, and the softness of his feet told him that it was most likely a human being.

Hua Song pursed his lips. Although he told himself not to mind his own business, he couldn't turn a blind eye after all. He bent down unconsciously, swept left and right with a torch, and reached out to touch it. He found that the heart was still there. With a slight beating, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He tilted his head and asked Qi Ling, "Can the void hold living things?"

The black robe Qi Ling said: "Of course."

Hua Song fed him a vitality pill to restore his spiritual energy, and put him into the void, then he paused, and said calmly: "Xiaoyi, take care of the things on his body, watch that person, if he wakes up, then Automatically throw him out of space."

Xiaoqi Ling gave him a sideways glance, shrugged and disappeared.

It wasn't until he walked out of the dense fog and felt the warm wind blowing towards his face that Hua Song's tense body relaxed, and his mood suddenly brightened.

Fortunately, he was well prepared and collected a lot of information. Otherwise, if he walked into the dense fog rashly, he would either get lost, or his spiritual power would be sucked up by the white hazel worm in an instant.

The night in front of him was pitch black.

Hua Song leaned against a big rock, watching several monks, wearing black robes and covering their bodies tightly, break into the dense fog with the night light.

The young man explained the situation of the exit carefully to him. The general method used by monks is to wear clothes that prevent the leakage of spiritual energy, but Hua Song knew the method of using fire from the stone pillar, so he didn't spend more spirit stones to buy it.

After leaving the "capital in the clouds", the forest in front of me is small, and the round and big moon is cut into the black night sky, and the silver light pours down from the night sky, spreading the ground, and looking up, it is the shadow of the mountains .

The wind in the forest was rustling, monsters were roaring and roaring, crisp insects chirping, and some strange sounds intertwined.

The outside world is free and broad, but dangerous everywhere.

Hua Song rested for a while, with a flash of determination in his eyes, he got up and walked into the vast night.

He had already simulated all the routes he was going to take countless times in his mind, and his steps didn't stop at all.

The "capital in the clouds" is located at the outermost edge of the Great Wilderness Mountain Range, and monsters and beasts are rampant in the mountains. Therefore, even if it is on the outer edge, one should not take it lightly, as there is always the danger of people dying.

The center of the mainland is the land occupied by the Daoist sect, while the Great Desolate Ancient Vein is located in the southwest, the large area to the left is the territory of the Sword Sect, and the right is the evil domain.

Even after thinking about the actions after thinking about it in his mind, Ke Hua Song looked at the tangled mountain forest in front of him, and was still a little dazed for a while.

Cultivators are either flying into the sky or escaping from the ground, how can they step on a path for others.

Fortunately, he was fully prepared, and took out a paper crane from the storage bag, and Hua Song infused it with spiritual energy. After a while, the paper crane swelled countless times.

He turned over and stepped on the paper crane's back, and flew up tremblingly against the paper crane. When the paper crane flew high in the sky, Hua Song looked down, and couldn't help but be terrified.

But after all, it was a boy, and he was only afraid for a moment, and then more excitement rose from his heart.

Because it was the first time to control the paper crane, the paper crane was a bit difficult to control, and it flew extremely slowly. Hua Song drove it crookedly, up and down, and once almost collided with a big bird. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. Passed by.

Holding the spirit stone in his hand, the spirit energy was continuously inhaled into the body, and then into the paper crane. The whole night, the song of flowers did not stop. I did not know how many paper cranes were changed on the way. Passing two small towns, he walked straight towards the center. direction to fly.

Until the sky was bright and hungry, Hua Song looked at the unhurried, swaying paper crane with no sense of urgency under him, and sighed.

Being in mid-air and walking against the wind, fortunately, he was wearing a protective inner armor, otherwise he would definitely catch a cold.

Liushi Town is an ore town that mainly produces a kind of ore called Liushi. It is under the jurisdiction of the third-level sect Qingyun Sect.

The Qingyun faction mainly focuses on refining tools. The small town at the foot of the mountain produces ores, and most of the townspeople are engaged in mining ores. Moreover, there are many refining masters in Liushi Town, and there are many monks who come and go. For magic weapons, some are for buying materials, and some are for learning from teachers...

It wouldn't look very unusual for him to break in here abruptly.

The above are the easiest routes and the best places for Hua Song to carefully select from some information, but the real situation remains to be discovered.

But after changing several paper cranes and walking in the measured direction, I have already passed several reference objects, and my eyes are still green and hazy, with blue waves and undulating wild mountains and forests, and the imaginary architectural form does not appear in front of my eyes.

Hua Song is a little discouraged, he has a strong spiritual orientation, and he can't go wrong in the direction, but he may have miscalculated the speed of the paper crane, and his own driving ability, so he couldn't arrive at the destination late.

There are not many paper cranes left in his hand.

At this time, the sky suddenly changed color, a vortex formed from the sky, and along the traversed mountains, strong winds from different directions rolled up and became bigger and bigger, forming roaring dragons. On the neck of the paper crane, the spirit of the instrument appeared on his body, propping up a space.

The wind was too strong, Hua Song watched helplessly as the wind blew them away, and they deviated further and further from the direction of flight. He could only control the paper cranes so as not to fall over.

But after a while, it seemed like a long time, just a gust of wind, and they traveled more than a thousand miles.

As the air volume gradually decreased, Hua Song hurriedly let the paper crane fly to another direction, but at this time, the aura on the paper crane's body had become dim, and it began to tremble tremblingly.

Pursing his lips, he helplessly drove the paper crane down.

The forest below was dense, and the moment the paper crane fell, it shrank with a "chi" sound. Hua Song sensed something was wrong, and in extreme horror, the aura in his meridians swirled wildly. He leaped out of thin air, and actually walked a few steps facing the wind.

Only then did he calm down, glanced quickly, and stepped on a fat and thick leaf. The leaf was so green that it seemed to be dripping green juice. It was huge and grew layer upon layer. From a distance, it looked like A green flower.

Cold sweat slipped from her beautiful chin, before Hua Song rejoiced that she fell in a good position, she met a pair of slender eyes as soon as she raised her head.

"!".

He was so frightened that he had no time to catch his breath, and he wanted to run reflexively, but he thought that the weapon spirit could shield his figure, so he forcibly endured the chill and stood there.

The green snake hissed out the snake letter, raised its slender neck, and retracted its head when it saw nothing unusual.

Looking around, the green tree was densely entangled with green snakes, and snakes kept falling from it, and the ground was full of them.

Except for the two leaves on the top, the others are occupied by green snakes.

Hua Song had nothing to do, turned his head to look at Xiao Qi Ling who was sitting leisurely on his shoulder, Xiao Qi Ling looked at him contemptuously, then raised his eyebrows triumphantly, a pair of wings grew out of thin air behind him, and grabbed his shoulders, Drag down.

The song of flowers was suspended in the air, and was swayed left and right, and a heart was lifted tightly.

They didn't stop until they were far away from the tree snake.

He chose a safe piece and sat down on a slightly flat place. Hua Song took out a spiritual fruit, and after replenishing his strength, he leaned softly against a pine tree. In the clothes, the ice is cold.

The aura in his meridians was stirring, he took a breath and forcibly suppressed it.

He had already reached a critical point of foundation building a few days ago, but he suppressed it all, but after using so many spirit stones today, it seemed that he could no longer suppress it.

He cannot build foundations.Once the foundation is established successfully, and then disperse the kung fu, it will not only destroy the meridians, but also damage the lotus platform. In the future, there may be no chance of cultivating immortals.

Hua Song stroked his forehead, and now he has to find a safe place to settle down.

He tilted his head and asked Qi Ling, "Is that person still there?"

The little Qiling in black robe folded his hands on his chest, his black eyes looked at the green everywhere, his eyes were alert, and he replied absent-mindedly: "It's still there."

Hua Song frowned, sighed lightly, and moved the person out of the void with a thought.

A tall man with a tall frame was lying on the ground, motionless.

His fingers were blue and white, and his hair was messy covering his side face. Hua Song took a look and approached hesitantly. Could it be that he was dead?

He stretched out his hand to probe the man's heart, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he felt a weak beating.

Hua Song patted the man's shoulder, "Hey, wake up!"

He yelled a few times and there was still no movement, he slapped the man's face cruelly, grabbed his collar vigorously, and shook him up and down, "If you don't wake up, I'll leave you here and leave you alone, really! "

A discouraged, the man fell to the ground again.

Hua Song gasped, and couldn't help lamenting that she was unlucky, why a person fell in front of her by such a coincidence when she was running for her life.

Just as he was agitated and thinking about how to deal with it, the man who had been silent all this time moved.

Qingbai's fingers trembled with convulsions, and then he shrank all over, holding his head with both hands very vigorously, as if he was enduring great pain.

Hua Song's eyes widened, and he approached cautiously, "Hey, are you okay?"

The man maintained that movement, motionless, but Hua Song could tell that the muscles of the man's whole body were tense, and he was quietly enduring the pain.

He didn't know what was going on, so he didn't dare to approach rashly, and tilted his head to signal Qi Ling to hide first.

He has his own bottom line, and he can't turn a blind eye and ignore it. However, he is not a blind and impulsive person. It is because he has a hole card that he will come down.

Some information is still incomplete. Although Hua Song has a weapon to erase all traces, no one knows where he fled, but it is still impossible to speculate whether the monk has other means and how many ways to track him. Therefore, find a secret place to settle down