Chapter 1563: Don’t know how to praise!

Style: Fantasy Author: The wind is gentleWords: 679Update Time: 24/01/12 16:35:04
However, the sleepless journey through the vast desert still brought a certain amount of fatigue to Duan Lingtian.

It's not physical exhaustion, it's mental exhaustion.

Before asking for directions, Duan Lingtian found a place to rest for the time being.

After resting for a night, he continued on his way north early the next morning.

Finally, after driving north at full speed for an hour, he saw an inconspicuous village, with smoke curling up from a distance.

Such a village, located on the vast grassland, caught Duan Lingtian's eyes like a perfect landscape painting.

After approaching the village, Duan Lingtian stepped into the air and fell.

Before he entered the village, Duan Lingtian noticed two swift figures running out and blocking his way.

"who are you?"

The people blocking Duan Lingtian's path were two sturdy, middle-aged men who looked powerful. They were looking at Duan Lingtian, the uninvited guest, with wary expressions.

"Don't be nervous, you two. I'm just a passerby and want to ask for directions."

Duan Lingtian tried his best to force out a smile.

At the same time, he quietly activated his 'Celestial Vision' and immediately detected the cultivation levels of the two middle-aged men. They were surprisingly two martial arts cultivators who had reached the Great Perfection of Transcendence.

Duan Lingtian was also greatly surprised that such a village had a martial arts cultivator who had reached the transcendent realm.

You must know that in the Dao Martial Holy Land, among the general Nine-Level forces, at most, only the Dzogchen Realm martial arts cultivators are in charge.

However, at the same time, Duan Lingtian could also find that since approaching the village, the aura of heaven and earth had become much stronger. It was obvious that there was a sacred stone mine buried under the village.

With Duan Lingtian's current cultivation level, he could easily sense that it was a ninth-grade holy stone mine.

"As expected of Fufeng Country, a mere border village can be compared to the ninth-rate forces."

Duan Lingtian sighed in his heart.

After hearing Duan Lingtian's words, the expressions of the two middle-aged men softened a lot, but they still asked warily: "Where are you going?"

"The capital of the country."

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