Three days later.
Luo Ling drove the snow-white flying boat to a wild land.
It was late at night.
The bright moon hangs high and stars fill the sky.
The night sky looked particularly clear.
Looking down, the ground is covered with lush virgin jungles and towering ancient mountains.
Zhuang Zhiyan opened his eyes from meditation, stood up and walked outside the cabin.
Luo Ling, who was wearing a purple skirt, was standing alone on the side of the ship, paying careful attention to her surroundings.
Zhuang Zhiyan walked up to her and glanced at the jungle below with a slightly solemn look on his face: "In this wild land, there are several gangs of robbery cultivators. The last time I came here, I encountered two groups in succession. Let's fly in It's safe in the sky, but if you walk on the ground, I'm afraid you won't be able to move even an inch."
Luo Ling glanced down with cold eyes and said nothing.
Zhuang Zhiyan said: "Fairy Luo, you have been driving the flying boat for two days. It's time to take a rest. Let me do it."
Luo Ling said in a cold tone: "No, let's fly over this area quickly."
Zhuang Zhiyan nodded and said no more.
At this moment.
Both of them looked at the clouds in front of them.
Ahead, the sea of clouds rolled.
A black spaceship with a bright red skull flag slowly appeared from the sea of clouds and stopped in front.
Standing at the bow of the boat was a tall, bald man with dark skin.
The bald man shouldered the hammer and said loudly: "Friends across the way, we are living in the wilderness, with young and old at home, no clothes to cover our bodies, and no food to eat. I am lucky enough to meet you today. Can you give us some money? Can you go back and buy some food and clothes?"
The sound rolled in, like thunder, resounding through the night sky.
Luo Qingzhou and others, who were practicing in the flying boat, all felt shuddered and walked out of the cabin.
Both flying boats stopped.
Everyone on the boat looked at each other through the thin clouds.
The bald man's upper body was bare, his muscles were strong and powerful.
behind him.
There were also more than a dozen sturdy men, holding weapons and looking at them eagerly.
These people looked strong and fierce, with bulging muscles.
Some people had glittering golden ornaments hanging around their waists and necks.
It looks like he is naked and has no food to eat.
He was clearly a highway robber!
Zhuang Zhiyan cupped his hands and said loudly: "We are destined to meet each other. How much do you need, friends? Just tell me the amount. If we have some money left, I will help you."
The bald man returned the favor and said, "Not much, ten yuan stones, one magic weapon, and five magic weapons are enough."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the juniors on Zhuang Zhiyan's side changed.
Naturally, they all know how precious Yuan Stone is.
Not to mention ten yuan, even if it is one yuan, they don’t have it now.
There is only one spiritual mine in Dayan.
The amount of Yuan Stone produced every year is very limited, and only the best of each sect's master or above are eligible to own it.
Of course, only by cultivating to the master level can one cultivate vitality.
It was quiet here.
Zhuang Zhiyan smiled and said: "It is indeed not much, ten Yuan stones, I do have them here. But as for the magic weapon, my friend, can you exchange the magic weapon for ten magic weapons? I happen to have some extra magic weapons here. As for the magic weapon, Indeed not."
The bald man said coldly: "Senior doesn't have it, but that doesn't mean others don't have it either."
The green-haired man standing behind him suddenly laughed and said: "There are so many beauties standing behind Senior. If there is really no magic weapon, it doesn't matter. Let us choose one..."
"Ishino!"
The bald man suddenly turned his head and shouted.
The green-haired man chuckled and didn't continue.
The bald man glanced at the other side again, paused, cupped his hands and said: "Senior, since you are so happy, it is not easy for us to force others to make things difficult. Let's replace the magic weapon with ten magic weapons. Ten yuan stones, fifteen pieces. Magical weapon, senior, thank you very much!"
Zhuang Zhiyan laughed loudly and said: "We are destined to meet each other, and we are friends if we are destined to be friends. When friends are in trouble, it is right to help them with all their resources. You don't have to be polite."
After saying that, he turned over his hands and took out a cloth bag and said, "There are ten yuan stones in this. My friend, should you come and get it yourself, or should I send it over in person?"
The bald man narrowed his eyes, cupped his hands and said, "Senior, just throw it over here."
"good."
Zhuang Zhiyan smiled, raised his hand, and gently threw a bag of Yuan Stone over.
It just fell towards the bow of the ship.
The bald man immediately put away the shield on the flying boat, and then with a "clang" sound, he pulled out the dagger from his waist and prepared to pick up the bag with the dagger in his hand.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the bag flew in front of him, it suddenly exploded with a "bang".
A cloud of green smoke instantly swept away all the robbers on the bow!
"poisonous!"
"Old man, you are looking for death!"
Seeing this, the robbers retreated hurriedly and cursed.
"Hahahahaha..."
Zhuang Zhiyan suddenly flew into the sky above the bandit's flying boat like an eagle flapping its wings. He then held a palm-sized rockery in his hand and gently threw it down.
The rockery suddenly became bigger!
In the blink of an eye, it was more than twice the size of the flying boat!
"boom!"
The rockery suddenly fell!
The light mask on the flying boat was instantly crushed to pieces!
Immediately, the entire flying boat, as well as the dozen or so bandits on board, were instantly crushed under the huge rockery.
The terrifying crushing force of the rockery suddenly collided violently with the air current carrying the flying boat underneath the flying boat.
The airflow is fragmented.
The flying boat also made a "click" sound and instantly shattered into pieces!
The dozen or so robbers also screamed and were crushed into pulp by this terrifying force.
Only the bald man holding a hammer ran out with a bloody head.
"Senior, spare your life!"
He shouted in horror and ran down with a "swish" sound!
Unexpectedly, the rockery was faster, falling downwards, and hit him instantly. Then it fell like a meteorite, with a loud "boom" and hit the ground below!
Everyone looked down.
A large forest on the ground was immediately razed to the ground!
And that bald man has long since vanished into thin air!
"rise!"
Zhuang Zhiyan's robe stood in mid-air, and he raised his hand gently.
The rockery that fell on the ground immediately flew back in a spin, then quickly became smaller, landed in his palm, and disappeared.
"Hmph, just a few fledgling thieves dare to imitate others and block roads and rob, and they have quite a big appetite."
Zhuang Zhiyan snorted coldly and flew back to the flying boat, with a calm expression on his face.
but.
Luo Ling just glanced at him lightly and said nothing.
Luo Shang quickly laughed and said: "Senior Zhuang's move of pressing the iron mountain over the top is really amazing. It is an eye-opener for the juniors like me! Juniors have long heard that this black iron treasure mountain of seniors has unpredictable magical powers. When I saw it today, it turned out to be true. Well-deserved reputation!”
Zhuang Zhiyan smiled lightly and said: "Compared to the Fengming Sword of your master and uncle, it is far behind."
At this time, Luo Lingfang turned to look at him, his eyes slightly focused: "Brother Zhuang has been in seclusion for a hundred years, and he has gained a lot. Judging from the aura just now, Brother Zhuang's current cultivation level should be in the middle stage of a grand master, right? "
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.
Great master! Mid term!
Luo Qingzhou was shocked by the overwhelming hand that his ancestor had just revealed. When he heard this, his heart was shocked again.
No wonder, judging from his current strength, the ancestor still looks unfathomable.
Zhuang Zhiyan smiled and said: "Fairy Luo's cultivation level is definitely higher than me. After all, Fairy Luo's physique is better than me."
Luo Ling couldn't help but sigh and said: "Brother Zhuang, you are being humble. I am majoring in Divine Soul and have been stuck in the middle stage of the Divine Transformation Realm for decades. It seems that it is difficult to make any progress. Otherwise, I would not come out this time and go to the ancient ruins. Look for opportunities.”
Zhuang Zhiyan's expression condensed slightly: "It turns out that Fairy Luo has already broken through to the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm. This cultivation speed is already much stronger than those with the same physique. As for wanting to break through, it's not that easy. The great master and Transformation After reaching the divine realm, every breakthrough is extremely difficult... If there are no other opportunities, I'm afraid I will be stuck here for the rest of my life..."
The two sighed for a while.
Luo Ling suddenly asked again: "Bai Yishan of Longhu Academy is probably at the late stage of the Grand Master, right?"
Zhuang Zhiyan's eyes flashed, he looked at her deeply and said, "Probably."
Then he snorted coldly: "He is so powerful. When the palace was attacked and the emperor was assassinated, he didn't see any action. The Great Flame is in chaos, and he hasn't come out yet. I don't know what he is thinking."
Luo Ling frowned slightly and said: "He has his own plans. Dayan is still far away from the real chaos. As long as Longhu Academy does not fall, Dayan will not fall. His responsibility is Longhu Academy, and it is The entire inheritance of Great Yan warriors will never come out for the fight against the royal family."
Zhuang Zhiyan glanced at her again and said with some sourness: "Yes, even if the monsters and aliens come, even if the Great Yan is in chaos, our five major sects will be the ones rushing in front. His Dragon Tiger Academy will always sit in the rear. .”
Seeing his sinister tone, Luo Ling glanced at him coldly and ignored him.
The juniors listened to the conversation between the two and began to secretly gossip about the past stories of the three of them.
The rest of the journey was uneventful.
Through this wild land.
Two days later, we finally arrived at the Qilin Mountains where the ancient ruins were located.
Looking down from the flying boat.
The entire mountain range is like a huge galloping fire unicorn, and the towering ancient trees are like hairs on its body.
And on its head is the famous Flame Mountain here.
The mountains erupted with fire all year round, destroying many creatures around them, but they also gave birth to many spiritual beings.
Many cultivators who need fire attribute treasures will come here to try their luck.
Even if you don't dare to go inside, you can occasionally find some fire-attribute spiritual grass and spiritual objects in many places outside.
"It is said that hundreds of years ago, an elder from Penglai Immortal Island saw a young fire unicorn while searching for elixir in the Flame Mountain. Unfortunately, I don't know whether it is true or not..."
The flying boat descended slowly.
Zhuang Zhiyan looked at the Flame Mountain in the distance and told everyone the stories spread here.
"One of the mountain-protecting beasts of the Misty Immortal Sect, the three-eyed flaming wolf was found here. I saw it once when I went there. A woman was riding it at that time, and it looked very majestic... The three-eyed flaming wolf His strength is comparable to that of a great master..."
Everyone listened with fascination.
Riding a flaming wolf that was as powerful as a grand master, let alone a woman, even a pig was majestic, enviable and intimidating.
The flying boat stopped on an open hillside.
At this time, many people had arrived not far away.
As soon as the flying boat landed, everyone looked over.
"It turns out to be Brother Zhuang of the Great Yan Lingxiao Sect. I haven't seen him for a hundred years, but his style remains the same!"
Someone immediately recognized Zhuang Zhiyan.
"Hey, could this be Fairy Luo from Great Flame Immortal Cloud Pavilion?"
Someone also recognized Luo Ling.
These first arrivals are all well-known figures from sects in other countries.
Zhuang Zhiyan walked over with a smile on his face and greeted the people he knew.
Luo Ling just stood there and nodded slightly.
When the news of the discovery of the ancient forbidden land came out, many countries sent experts to get in and get a share of the pie.
But if you want to enter, you must have the consent of the three major immortal sects.
Therefore, each country has been allocated some quotas.
Of course, there are many people who feel that with so many experts coming this time, and people from the three major immortal sects coming in, there will definitely be no benefits, so they are not willing to take risks.
Most of those who come to take risks in search of opportunities are practitioners who have encountered bottlenecks in their cultivation, or who have been stuck in a certain realm for many years and have difficulty advancing.
There may be nothing in the ancient forbidden land, or there may be many opportunities.
Once they are lucky enough to seize an opportunity, they may immediately achieve a breakthrough, or their cultivation may suddenly advance by leaps and bounds.
After a while, several more flying boats landed.
The elders were chatting.
The juniors were sizing up each other's disciples from other sects.
Everyone knows that once entering the ancient forbidden land, not to mention people from other sects, even people from the same sect, or even brothers, may turn against each other and kill each other when they encounter some treasures.
So at this time, in everyone's eyes, everyone else seems to be their enemy or prey.
While Luo Qingzhou was observing several women with pink hair and blue eyes and the stockings on their legs, Fairy Zixia's voice suddenly came to his ears: "Disciple, when you go in later, remember to protect your master. "
The corner of Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched, and he turned his head to look at her and said, "Isn't the master protecting his disciple?"
Fairy Zixia raised her eyebrows: "Could it be that my disciple wants to protect those female disciples wearing black and white silk stockings?"
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
Fairy Zixia whispered: "They are disciples of the Shura Sect. They specialize in seducing men, then creating Shura fields, and finally using men's blood to practice."
Luo Qingzhou was surprised and said: "Isn't that the Demon Sect?"
Fairy Zixia sneered and said: "Here, there is no distinction between the righteous and the demonic sect, only the difference between strength. You have to be careful. If you really like to see those black and white silk silks, wait until you go back and become a teacher. …”
At this point, she suddenly lowered her voice, and then suddenly glared at him and said: "Evil disciple, why are you staring at my master's legs? What I mean is that when I go back, I will let you teach me Let me show you! What else are you thinking about in your mind?"
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
Bai Weier stood alone under a big tree not far away, staring at the two people with cold eyes.
Suddenly, there was a ripple in her eyes, and she looked up at the sky.
At this time, someone raised his head and said: "Look, the Piaomiao Immortal Sect's spaceship is coming!"
(End of chapter)
