After finishing this poem, Li Zhe no longer felt nostalgic. He raised his sword light and rose into the air. After a little bit of identification of the direction, Li Zhe turned his sword light and galloped towards the west of Dongzhou Continent.
"This trip is going to the west of Dongzhou. When I get the spiritual crystal fruit tree, I will immediately return to the door and prepare to retreat to enlightenment, hoping to break through to the third level of Jindan."
He secretly thought that the spiritual crystal fruit tree could help him understand the truth of the great truth faster, and he must not let it go.
Once you reach the third level of the Golden Core, you will have the opportunity to have a glimpse of the threshold of the Nascent Soul Realm. Only when you reach the Nascent Soul Realm can you truly break away from the name of an ant.
Although Jindan monks claim to have officially embarked on the path, they are still low-level existences in the eyes of those high-level monks. The Nascent Soul realm is the highest level under the Purple Mansion realm. You can already be considered successful in cultivating the Tao.
I wonder how many of the tens of thousands of monks in the world can cultivate to the Purple Mansion Realm or even higher. The Purple Mansion Realm is just an elusive realm. For most monks, the Nascent Soul Realm is the only realm. More realistic ideas.
But even so, the Nascent Soul Realm is not that easy to enter. There are so many monks trapped in the Virtual God Realm in the world, not to mention how many Golden Core Realm monks go to the threshold of the Nascent Soul and are not allowed to enter.
But this threshold is not an insurmountable barrier for Li Zhe. Not to mention that his status as a true disciple of the Donghua Sect's inner sect represents the various resources and support of the Donghua Sect, a super sect, to advance to Nascent Soul. It's just an ordinary thing in the environment.
In addition, the Xuanyuan Secret Technique Miaolu and the Innate Xuanyang Sword Sutra that Li Zhe obtained from the Qingshan World are extremely profound and profound techniques. He does not lose to anyone in terms of techniques, and even beats them. In short, it would be a joke if Li Zhe couldn't advance to the Nascent Soul Realm.
Therefore, Li Zhe is still very confident about his promotion to the third level of the Golden Core Realm, and later to the Nascent Soul Realm.
But before that, the cause and effect of the psychic formation flag must be settled first, so Li Zhe also plans to go to the Qiankun Valley first!
As the sword light moved forward, Li Zhe galloped in the direction of the area where the Qiankun Valley was located in his impression for half a month before he finally entered the western part of Dongzhou, away from the mountain gate of the Qiankun Valley. The place is still hundreds of miles away, but it has already reached the sphere of influence of Qiankun Valley.
There are also several mortal dynasties established in the western part of Dongzhou, so it is no different from other places in terms of dense population. After all, if there are no mortals to support it, big immortal sects such as Qiankun Valley will not choose to open here. The sect was established.
During this half month of flight time, Li Zhe also got to know his own situation well. After entering the second level of Jindan for the first time, Li Zhe's aspects have improved, and it also takes time to get familiar with it.
Li Zhe, who was flying forward above the clouds, suddenly frowned. He was far above this high altitude, and the sound of the howling wind could be heard in his ears as his sword was speeding. The reason for Li Zhe's frown was because of this. The sound of the howling wind was mixed with many desperate cries.
Li Zhe, who was standing on the sword light, was patrolling around. There were no other monks passing by nearby. Where did this desperate cry come from?
"Could it be the voice of a mortal below?"
An idea popped into Li Zhe's mind, but with his sword in mid-air, the voices of the mortals below could not reach his ears no matter how loud they were.
However, Li Zhe didn't think too much. He lowered the sword light slightly below the clouds, and the cry became clearer. Standing on the sword light and looking down, this desperate cry was really heard by the mortals below. hair.
I saw a small city below. On top of the square city wall, it was actually crowded with ordinary people with their families and families. It was a state of being squeezed into each other, shoulder to shoulder.
The city wall that could only accommodate about seven to eight thousand people was now filled with tens of thousands of people standing there, all with faces of fear, sadness and despair.
And the reason for this is all because of the rolling torrent under the city wall, which is constantly beating against the city wall where everyone is standing.
The city wall is not very stable. It feels faintly shaking under the constant pounding of the flood waves. Moreover, a section of the city wall is made of yellow mud. It cannot hold up in the flood and has already collapsed. Signs are up.
There were still many figures floating in the waves, struggling and shouting. There were the lucky ones who were holding driftwood in the waves and were able to catch their breath for the time being, while there were the unlucky ones who were beaten in the water by the waves. I was so dizzy that I couldn't even scream. After a few waves, I sank to the bottom of the water and disappeared. You can imagine the end.
"This place was hit by a flood!"
The reason why Li Zhe could vaguely hear people shouting in mid-air before was because the desperate shouts of tens of thousands of people gathered together to reach mid-air.
"Bao'er! My Bao'er, save my Bao'er!"
A young woman was lying on the city wall, looking at a weak figure tossed up and down by the waves in the flood, and she shouted heartbreakingly. Others on the city wall were shouting like her that they were being beaten. Relatives and friends involved in the flood either stared blankly at the tragic images brought about by the power of heaven and earth. No one could do anything in the face of such disasters.
And below, the weak figure caught in the waves in the flood was miraculously swept to a piece of driftwood in the turbid flood. The little figure was immediately hugged. The piece of driftwood refused to let go. Only then did everyone see that it was a little girl of fifteen or six years old. Her face was pale and her lips were purple. She was obviously frightened. Although she was holding the piece of driftwood, her child's body could hold her in the flood. Living on this piece of driftwood is already very difficult.
It was almost impossible to do more, and the little girl's whole body was still soaked in the flood. When she was exhausted, she would be hopeless if she couldn't hold on to the driftwood.
Seeing this, the young woman on the city wall stopped crying and shouted loudly to the little girl in the flood below the city wall:
"Bao'er, I caught my mother and I'll save you now!"
Then the young woman jumped from the city wall without looking back, and jumped into the surging flood. She sank all of a sudden. The mortals on the city wall who saw this scene secretly thought in their hearts. Sighing, who can care about others in the face of such a disaster? When the flood comes, he and others are trapped on the city wall, and his own life is difficult to save. Who will rescue him and others?
Therefore, everyone chose to ignore the young woman's cry and plea just now. This is also human nature. The city wall under their feet has long been in disrepair. Whether it can withstand the impact of the flood is unknown. If the city wall is washed away, I am afraid that the tens of thousands of people on the city wall have become food for the countless fish and turtles in the monstrous flood!
Everyone looked at the scene of the raging flood below, and saw that after a few waves, the figure of the young woman who had just jumped into the flood actually appeared, and she was struggling towards the little girl holding the driftwood. Swim through the land.
At that moment, everyone on the city wall shouted, and the little girl regained some of her energy when she saw the familiar figure of her mother, and shouted with a crying voice:
"Mom, I'm afraid!"
The young woman who was swimming towards the little girl heard her daughter's voice and tried her best to put her head out of the water and shouted:
"Don't be afraid, Bao'er, mother is coming to save you right now!"
It was just that a wave came over, interrupting the young woman's words and causing her to choke on her saliva several times. It also pushed the young woman's body back a lot. Under the influence of the wave, the distance between mother and daughter actually became wider and wider. Come farther and farther!
"mother!"
"Baoer!"
Everyone on the city wall looked anxious and nervous when they saw this scene, but the reality was that as the waves surged larger and larger, the distance between the mother and daughter also became wider and wider. The little girl who was big and holding the driftwood was already a little exhausted, and the young woman who was struggling to swim had no physical strength and was obviously drifting with the waves.
After a while, the mother and daughter finally lost their strength and sank under the water.
"Bao'er, mother and daughter, we are going on the road together!"
When everyone on the city wall saw this scene, they all couldn't bear it, and they all fell silent. I don't know who was the leader, but they knelt down and cried:
"God, please open your eyes and save us mortals!"
"Heaven, please save us mortals!"
For a time, the mortals on the city wall knelt down and cried together, begging the heaven to save them, mortals, but their pleas were destined to not be responded to by the heaven above.
And the bodies of the mother and daughter in the flood slowly sank.
Looking at the scene below that was like purgatory on earth, Li Zhe also sighed and said:
"Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs. Mortals are just like ants in the face of such disasters. How can we monks be the same in the face of the greater power of heaven and earth?"
In his own eyes, these mortals are all ants, so why is he, a mere golden elixir monk, not the same in front of the Great Way of Heavenly Law?
If we encounter such a situation in the future, will we kneel down like these ordinary people and beg the high and ruthless heaven to rescue us?
Thinking of this situation, Li Zhe softly uttered a treasonous remark:
"Hmph, if the Heavenly Avenue doesn't save me, why should I need it to save me? My fate is up to me and not up to God!"
Then Li Zhe took out the whisk that he had not used for a long time, and flicked it downwards. The whisk tail of the whisk continued to extend from the top of the clouds and into the flood, pulling out the little bird that had previously sunk. The girl's body was rolled up and she was brought up.
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