"It's really not a wise move to take time and twists and turns on your route. Even if there is a teleportation formation for you to use in this endless desert, you will still have to walk for a year or two at the edge. It will take you more than a year to get to the Lost Forest, so you might as well start here. If you go directly to the northwest, you can reach Feilongdu in less than a year, and then take a treasure ship directly from Feilongdu to Northern Xinjiang! It will save a lot of time than your route!" Kun Wuya pointed at a red line on the map and said.
Liangchen took a closer look and saw that the area drawn on this map was many times larger than any map he had seen before. Not only were the places Liangchen had traveled marked, but there were also many land and sea areas that he had never heard of.
Judging from the dots of marks on it, they should be the footprints Kun Wuya has walked.
“If we follow the route he recommended, we will really save a lot of effort, but the boat ride will take a little longer.
But if you calculate it carefully, you can save at least a year! "Liangchen calculated all the way along the position he pointed at, and his heart suddenly became enlightened.
"Senior, can I make a rubbing of this map?" Liangchen asked.
"Just take a map." Kun Wuya nodded cheerfully without thinking.
He hurriedly took out a jade slip and began to rub the map carefully, fearing that he would miss a spot. It took him a cup of tea to move the entire map.
After getting the map, he was as happy as getting a top-quality treasure, and he checked it carefully for fear of missing something.
"I wonder if senior will also return to Zhongzhou?" Liangchen asked.
"I won't go back for the time being. I still need to find a place to practice in seclusion!" Kun Wuya said.
"If it's convenient, I can also wait for you to retreat together and go back together." Liangchen said. After all, having a senior in the realm of gods with you will definitely be safe and worry-free.
"This retreat can be as fast as three to five years, or as slow as seven or eight years. Can you wait?" Kun Wuya asked with a smile.
"Ah! In this case, we can't wait for our seniors to come together." Liangchen had to give up when he heard that it would take so long.
"Congratulations, senior, for advancing to the middle stage of divine transformation!" He felt the aura of the old man carefully and congratulated him.
"Haha~ Thank you so much, kid! You are really unexpected!"
"This life-saving grace cannot be repaid with a map. This is a reflection of my journey over the years. In addition, I also give you a set of skills." The old man said and handed over two jade slips.
"How can you make such an expensive gift!" Liangchen's face was startled when he heard this, and he couldn't believe it.
A notebook of insights from a cultivator in the realm of gods is probably no less valuable than a mysterious treasure!
The skills he bestowed upon him were definitely not ordinary!
Although these two things did not cause any loss to Kun Wuya, they were a bit valuable to Liangchen!
"How can I not do it? Isn't my old man's life worth this?"
"Take it!" The old man pretended to be angry.
"Thank you, senior! Thank you, senior!" Liangchen was ecstatic and no longer shied away.
He is worried that his realm has improved too quickly, and he has crossed many realms from the Golden Core to the Nascent Soul without having personally experienced it. His current realm is like a castle in the air with no foundation, and like a duckweed on the water that moves when the wind blows, so this Notes are especially precious in today's good times. They are just like giving timely help, no less than finding a light in a dark room!
Seeing Liangchen looking so grateful, Kun Wuya had a hint of relief on his face.
"By the way, I had trouble sensing your realm before, and it's still a bit fuzzy now. I can only infer your realm from the aura around you. I don't know why?" Kun Wuya seemed to have remembered something and asked with interest.
"This...I refined a magic weapon a few years ago. Who knew that this magic weapon actually merged with the golden elixir in my body, and then it had such an effect. I don't know exactly why." Liangchen didn't dare. Concealing it, just hiding other abnormalities of this treasure and not answering.
"I see, I've seen a lot of magic weapons that hide the breath. It's good that your magic weapon can't even be detected by me, but it can only hide the Dantian realm. Some great monks can still guess the truth from other aspects. Therefore, if you want to truly hide your realm, you must cooperate with other magic weapons or methods." Kun Wuya gave instructions with a hint of surprise on his face.
"Thank you for your advice, senior." Liangchen was a little surprised when he heard that he couldn't even detect him, and felt grateful when he pointed out his shortcomings.
"Okay, that's it. If you have any questions, please read my notes."
"Let's go!" Kun Wuya called him this time, mainly to repay him for saving his life.
Cultivators pay attention to the cycle of cause and effect. If we meet again here, we don't know what year or month it will be, so I chose two things that he needs most now and give them to him. This way, he can forget about a worry.
"Senior, are you also going out with us?" Liangchen asked.
"Yes. It's not advisable to stay here for a long time, to avoid another misfortune!" Kun Wuya said with awe as he looked at the pool of heaven-defying spiritual water and at the flower calligraphy on the bluestone beside the pool.
"Then let's go into battle together!" Liangchen heard this and was determined. With him following him, there would be no more mistakes.
Liangchen couldn't hide his excitement and walked to Zhenren and Bingdaiyue. When they saw him returning with a smile on his face, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"How?" asked the real person.
"Senior showed me a route back. Let's go, senior will go out with us!" Liangchen said with a smile.
"That's great!" The two nodded.
Just as the four of them were about to set off, they saw the God King and Saint who had been practicing beside them getting up and walking over.
"Why don't we all leave together!" the saint said.
Liangchen looked at Kun Wuya and saw that he had no objection, so he nodded.
"Then let's go together."
The only young man left in the field also hurriedly got up and ran over.
"Senior! Senior! Take me with you!" He shouted to Kun Wuya.
"Haha, you are hiding so well! No wonder you only asked me to escort you to the eighth hall before, and you didn't even let me help you grab a spot on the dragon wall. So you still have such a plan!"
"Let's go, let's go together!" Although this trip had twists and turns, everyone was happy with the result, so Kun Wuya was in a very good mood.
Liangchen and others were shocked, "This person actually knows Senior Ku, and I don't know what the relationship is!"
Everyone filed out and once again stepped into the nine-step formation.
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In the eighth hall.
Everyone in the tribe took turns looking at the Holy Grail. After several days of tempering and condensation, there were already more than ten drops of holy water in the Holy Grail.
The holy water is translucent, and the surface seems to be coated with a layer of beeswax, glowing with silvery light, somewhat like a silver pill.
Ever since the holy water was condensed, the heads of the seven tribes had almost never left the Holy Grail in their eyes. Now that they had seen a lot of holy water, they all started thinking about it.
"I think there are enough holy water in the Holy Grail for each clan to have two drops. Why don't we take two drops first? If we can collect seven drops when we leave, we will divide it again. If it is not enough, we will keep it with the Tuntian clan leader and discuss the distribution after we return. How do you feel? "Clan leader Yanyang made a suggestion.
"I agree." Chief Feipeng said.
The heads of several clans felt it was reasonable and nodded one after another.
"Since everyone has no objections, let's divide it like this." Chief Tuntian said.
I saw the clan leaders of several tribes each taking out a small bottle. The small bottle was translucent and I don’t know what kind of material it was made of, but it looked slightly similar to the Holy Grail.
As soon as the vial came out, the clan leaders of several tribes held the vial and muttered to the Holy Grail, and saw silver pills as big as peas flying towards several vials.
But after a while, only one large and one small one were left in the Holy Grail, still rolling.
Under another dragon wall.
Because several groups of people left at once, there were only four vacant positions at the core of Longbi. After some competition, except for seven or eight people with slightly lower realms who had no positions, the rest basically had their positions.
After these few days, everyone's cultivation level has improved, and they cherish this precious time, constantly absorbing and spitting out the spiritual energy from the faucet,
At this moment, a footsteps sounded.
The stone gate of the Ninth Hall, which had been silent for several days, suddenly suddenly saw a person walking out of the door.
Everyone looked up and looked shocked!
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