Dark space.
Chu Liang and Yang Yuhu were in the same room, feeling that the air was about to freeze.
Hearing Yang Yuhu suddenly break the silence, Chu Liang didn't pursue it further and chuckled: "It doesn't matter."
People who have met Emperor Nv Feng have a bad impression of Shushan disciples, which is not a fault worth blaming.
"Thank you for your help just now, otherwise I might be in some trouble." Yang Yuhu said again.
As a core disciple of the Penglai Sect, he would naturally not be instantly killed by that fire dragon, but it would be troublesome for him to come up with some life-saving trump cards.
Thanks to Chu Liang for rescuing him.
Chu Liang smiled again and said, "Everyone is here to eliminate demons and protect the Tao, and that's how it should be."
After staying for a while, the two of them regained their breath and stood up to observe the black iron bowl.
Yang Yuhu drew his sword and moved forward. The sword glowed brightly and with a clang, there was not even a trace on the iron wall.
"So hard." He frowned.
Chu Liang also stabbed the ground with his sword, trying to see if he could get out of the ground, but it didn't work either.
With a clang, the Wuchen sword made a scratch on the ground.
The suppression of this black iron bowl should be the formation pattern engraved here. Naturally, there will be no such loopholes. Even the underground area should be shrouded by its formation pattern, making it extremely strong.
"It seems that we can only wait for rescue." Yang Yuhu said, "The city supervisor and others should arrive soon."
"Didn't you realize that this place is airtight?" Chu Liang asked.
Yang Yuhu was also shocked and realized the problem.
As long as a practitioner has not reached the seventh realm, he or she does not have the ability to create a world of his own and needs to breathe. Even if you can use some turtle breath magical powers to hold your breath, the prerequisite for holding your breath is to store enough breath in one breath.
Usually, the air they need to breathe is no less than that of ordinary people, or even several times more, because the breath of practitioners is longer and more powerful, and the amount of air in one breath is greater.
If the golden elixir is operating at full power, Chu Liang can swallow up all the air in the room with one gulp!
How long can such a small space allow the two of them to breathe?
An hour? Even half an hour...
What's more, the strongest combat force in Yanbo City is only in the fifth level, and it is not certain that it can open this alms bowl. Suddenly, the two of them encountered a life and death crisis?
Yang Yuhu just thought of it, but Chu Liang had already noticed this problem, but he still looked calm.
"What can you do?" Yang Yuhu couldn't help but ask.
"I haven't thought about it yet." Chu Liang said.
Then why are you so calm...
Yang Yuhu pondered for a moment and suddenly said: "I thought of a way."
"Oh?" Chu Liang looked at him.
"I can use the immortal magic of traveling around the world to return to Penglai and find the elders of the sect to save us." Yang Yuhu said.
"That's very good." Chu Liang nodded.
But Yang Yuhu hesitated for a moment, because when he traveled around the world, his body was placed here completely undefended.
Although Chu Liang had no reason to do anything to him, but... what if? After all, they are just people who meet by chance. Can I really trust each other so much?
But these thoughts only lasted for a moment, and then he was forgotten.
This is the only way to survive now. If not, why don't we just wait here?
Yang Yuhu decided to trust this Shushan sect disciple for once.
He sat cross-legged and held the sword with both hands. A shadow instantly left his body and returned to the Penglai Sect of the East China Sea.
…
Chu Liang looked at Yang Yuhu who was so "flying in the sky" that he couldn't help but sigh, it's great to know the magic of immortality.
If you know how to shrink into an inch, you can flash out directly and don't have to suffer here. And the person who rescued the demon cultivator earlier only escaped his fatal blow thanks to Li Daitao's immortal magic.
I have to study harder when I go back.
The Shushan Sect has a profound foundation, and the amount of immortal magic stored in the mountain gate is considered to be at the forefront in the world of immortality. I have plenty of spare energy, so there is no reason not to study more.
He raised his hand and touched the iron wall here again. This black iron had no other properties besides being strong, so it only had a suppressive formation pattern in it.
But I have to say it works quite well.
Huh?
After touching it twice, he suddenly remembered something.
In my white tower space, the hard-headed baby maggot is still hibernating. If it takes action, can it penetrate the iron wall?
Thinking of this, Chu Liang raised his hand to summon the baby maggot.
Chirp.
The baby maggot stretched out in Chu Liang's palm and shook its milky white head. It looked like he was sleeping a little vaguely.
After looking at it for a long time, Chu Liang actually felt that this little thing was a little cute.
The baby maggots are all over the place, but they are very honest when in Chu Liang's palm and won't bite him... I don't know if they really regard him as a male mother.
Chu Liang gently placed it on the solid iron wall of the huge alms bowl and said softly: "It's time to eat."
Choo Choo Choo.
The baby maggot gurgled in place for a few times, and immediately began to face down with its head undulating.
In the blink of an eye, half of its body penetrated the iron wall. It looked like it was as easy as drilling through tofu.
really!
The maggot baby did not disappoint Chu Liang.
And it seemed to be very excited, its tiny body gurgling, eager to get in, and the golden threads came out in strands.
In the process of eating one row at a time, its body is also slowly growing, and its size will only increase when it eats spiritual materials.
If it were Chu Liang's own, he would really be reluctant to give spiritual materials to the baby maggots to eat, so he let him hibernate for so long. This time, I could both feed my spiritual pets and get out of trouble. It was like killing two birds with one stone.
Come on, baby maggots!
…
To the east of Yanbo City, beyond the Black Whale Mountain, is the vast ocean.
There are three Penglai Islands deep in the East China Sea. The islands are surrounded by misty clouds and are known as the most blessed place in the world.
All because the Penglai Three Islands have abundant spiritual energy, and countless natural materials and earthly treasures grow in such a large area, which is enough to support a large number of practitioners.
As early as ancient times, aboriginal people from the East China Sea Islands discovered this place, and people settled here one after another. These aboriginal people also have their own practitioners, which are diverse but not systematic.
During the period of the demon-god disaster, a group of practitioners from Kyushu fled eastward to seek refuge, and they also discovered the magical Penglai Islands and the indigenous practitioners here.
The indigenous practitioners enthusiastically accepted them, hoping to learn powerful magical powers from these Kyushu practitioners. These Jiuzhou practitioners can exchange for priceless treasures of heaven, materials and earth with some small magical powers or magic weapons.
They also fell in love with this land and stayed here to live and integrate with the indigenous practitioners.
However, although these Jiuzhou cultivators are small in number, they are powerful and ambitious. In the name of teaching magical powers conveniently, they gathered everyone and established a large sect called "Penglai".
Penglai is divided into the upper sect and the lower sect. The upper sect holds great power, sits high on Mirage Mountain, and occupies the highest priority rights to enjoy resources. The lower sect is located in the three islands under the Mirage Mountain and is assigned by the upper sect.
Penglai Shangzong was basically occupied by Kyushu practitioners, while almost all the indigenous practitioners were in lower sects, losing their dominance over the three Penglai islands.
During this period, some people from the lower sect realized that something was wrong and wanted to unite with the indigenous practitioners to expel these outsiders and restore their paradise life. However, the people of the Shang sect were powerful and took heavy action to purge a group of resisters. From then on, the structure of the upper and lower sects in Penglai was completely established.
For thousands of years now, the world only knows Penglai Shangzong.
And many inheritors of the lower sect of Penglai are also working hard to practice, just to stand out one day and win a place to enter the upper sect.
Mirage Mountain is high in the mist and clouds, as if it is real or illusory. On the extremely majestic and vast mountain peaks, there are countless beautiful buildings and jade buildings. It really seems like a fairyland on earth.
Yang Yuhu's virtual god appeared directly in front of a hall and shouted: "Master, save me!"
"Huh?" A Taoist with a yellow beard in the main hall opened his eyes.
Since he was a child, his beard and hair were all golden, which was different from ordinary people, so he called himself Taoist Huanglong. He was also a well-established elder of the Penglai Sect.
Seeing Yang Yuhu hurriedly coming in the form of a virtual god, Taoist Huanglong stood up suddenly and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"
"The disciple was chasing the Demon Sect cultivator in Yanbo City. Suddenly a master came out and put the disciple under the magic weapon. He was about to suffocate to death in a matter of seconds!" Yang Yuhu said anxiously.
Upon hearing this, Taoist Huanglong's face condensed, and he immediately waved his sleeves: "Yanbo City?"
He turned his hand to take a picture of Yang Yuhu's virtual god, held it in his hand, and flew into the air! The body immediately turned into a golden light!
Immortal magic, golden light spreads across the earth!
Among all the magical powers known in the world, purely in terms of flight speed, Zongdi Golden Light is the undisputed number one!
Shukuchishin can teleport over short distances, but cannot be used continuously over long distances. Some teleportation-type magical powers can directly cross large mountains and seas, but they must be guided.
call out--
The golden light flashed suddenly, and it had already crossed the vast ocean and arrived outside Yanbo City. Taoist Huanglong revealed his figure, and under the guidance of Yang Yuhu, he moved slightly and found the location outside the city.
His spiritual consciousness rolled by, and he asked lightly: "Where is the black iron bowl?"
"It's right there!" Yang Yuhu's virtual god pointed in a direction, but then he said: "Huh?"
Taoist Huanglong took him to the ground and saw Yang Yuhu's body sitting in the wilderness here, with a young man in brocade clothes with clear features guarding the front.
Yang Yuhu's virtual god returned to his place in the distance and opened his eyes.
Chu Liang immediately smiled and said, "Brother Yang, you're awake."
Seeing Taoist Huanglong land on the ground, he stood up to greet him and gave him a gentle salute.
Yang Yuhu asked with doubts in his eyes: "Where is the black iron bowl?"
Chu Liang raised his head: "Ah?"
Good morning.
(End of chapter)
