"Yang Hao, hurry up and see how far away Xue Qing's bones are from us? After two months at sea, my body is almost rusty."
Yang Hao looked at a crystal in his hand and said, "It's about four thousand miles by land from here to the southeast."
"Four thousand miles?"
"I thought it was so far away."
Yang Hao said: "For you and me, four thousand miles is not that far. Senior Brother Hongya, otherwise you can just wait for us to come back at Banished Mountain and collect Xue Qing's body. Such a small thing is not worth the trip in person." "
Hong Ya nodded slightly, took out a small clock from the storage bag on his waist, and said: "When you get to the place, collect the aura nearby. If you can directly identify the person who killed Xue Qing, call me immediately."
"Senior Brother Hongya, let me keep this spiritual treasure!"
"Yang Hao has to look at the positioning stone and not be distracted."
Yang Hao shook his head helplessly and said: "Tian Tong, this Lingbao can only lock people's breath, and it's not an attack Lingbao. What's the use of robbing it?"
Tian Tong put the small clock in his bag and said with a smile: "Even if it cannot defend against enemies, it is still a top-grade spiritual treasure. I have never seen a top-grade one, and I am happy to hold it in my hand."
"Stop talking nonsense and come back quickly."
The two immediately stopped their nonsense and bowed: "Brother, please wait a moment, we will set off immediately."
Qingyun realm.
It means a steady progress.
Just point to the path of cultivation and break through the innate. As long as you don't die along the way, you can rise to the top.
The two-fingered monk came to the palace for the first time and received instructions from the sky, granting him the ability to soar into the clouds and ride on the mist. He could ride on the clouds, control the sky, and soar into the sky.
Both Yang Hao and Tian Tong were sword cultivators in the late Qingyun realm. They came from the Xuanyi Sword Sect. They entered the Tao earlier than Xue Qing and their realms were also higher.
Four thousand miles by land, the two of them traveled by air and could arrive in less than an hour.
Beiyan Mountain is particularly beautiful in winter.
From the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, there are many evergreen coniferous trees growing all year round.
Whenever it snows, a thin layer of ice will form on the leaves. Looking from a distance, it looks like ice and snow flowers blooming all over the mountain.
But the snow hasn’t fallen yet this year.
Next to the boundary monument of Taohua Town, a mahogany coffin is parked under two peach trees. The tomb next to it shows signs of being excavated and re-covered.
A group of people gathered around a campfire.
"I don't know when Chen Xianchao will be able to get here? It's so cold in the north. My feet are already numb."
"Oh! Just wait! If something goes wrong here, with his murderous style, I'm afraid our new emperor will have to be replaced again."
suddenly.
Two people fell from heaven.
This group of people were shocked by this scene and straightened up. When they saw that the person coming was not Chen Xianchao, they immediately drew their swords.
"Who are you two?"
"Don't you know this is the place where Chen Xianchao belongs?"
Yang Hao held the positioning stone and positioned the place where Xue Qing was buried. Tian Tong looked at the person who spoke, with an impatient look on his face, and said, "What is Chen Xianchao?"
After he finished speaking, he didn't give them a chance to answer. With a wave of his sword, the bonfire was immediately doused with blood.
More than twenty people were killed at the same time.
Yang Hao didn't even raise his eyes, and followed the guidance of the positioning stone towards the Twenty-Four River.
He looked at the river, frowning slightly, and turned around to see Tian Tong pushing open the mahogany coffin and saying, "What's there to see in a dead man? Xue Qing's bones have been identified and are at the bottom of the river."
Tian Tong said "oh" and walked to Yang Hao's side and said: "It seems that Xue Qing is quite disgusting. There is no place to bury him after he dies, so he just throws it into the bottom of the river?"
Yang Hao said: "He is not the only one at the bottom of the river. There are also those tombs. It is estimated that when Xue Qing died here, there was a fierce battle here."
Tian Tong glanced at the river.
"I'll part the river later, and you can grab Xue Qing's bones."
When Yang Hao nodded, Tian Tong had already brewed spiritual energy. Purple spiritual light lingered on his palms. As he slapped his palm towards the Twenty-Four River, two huge palms with condensed spiritual energy immediately held up the river water left and right until Revealing the view of the river bottom.
Densely packed.
There are thousands of corpses.
Yang Hao locked onto Xue Qing's corpse, formed claws with his five fingers, and grabbed it from the air. A skeleton covered in mud flew up from the bottom of the river and landed in front of the two of them.
Tian Tong took out the small clock, looked at Xue Qing's bones, curled his lips and said: "It's already soaked in such a ghostly state, what residual breath can be collected?"
"Although the Qi Condensation Bell has no offensive power, in terms of collecting Qi, even some more advanced treasures are incomparable. As long as anyone who has taken action against Xue Qing, no one can escape the pursuit of the Qi Condensation Bell."
Tian Tong immediately spit out a breath of spiritual energy and landed on the Qi Condensing Bell. Then he saw the small palm-shaped bell rising into the sky, swelling to the size of a human head, and heard the bell ringing again.
Afterwards, a few rays of aura rose up from Xue Qing's corpse and poured into the Qi Condensing Bell.
The two were about to put away the Qi Condensing Bell, but they saw the bell vibrating, and two spiritual lights suddenly flew out and fell into several tombs respectively.
Tian Tong reached out and made a move, and the Qi Condensing Bell fell into his hand. There were four directions pointing on the bell body.
Yang Hao said: "The owners of those two auras are dead. The remaining four are the murderers of Xue Qing. Go to the nearest one first."
Tian Tong glanced at the graveyard and said: "Take out the bones of those two people. Xue Gu said that if anyone hurts his grandson, we will take back one of them, which will be ten Dao realm pills. Twenty pills will be wasted. Isn’t it a pity?”
Yang Hao chuckled, turned around and shook open Wang Longhu's tomb with a palm. He grabbed it with his five fingers and found that the bones that had not been completely corrupted and covered with maggots were lying in front of the two of them.
"It's so disgusting, how can I take it with me?"
Yang Hao couldn't help but speak out.
Tian Tong nodded and pointed to the mahogany coffin.
"There is only a skeleton in the coffin. Just throw it out and put the corpse in the coffin and put it in a storage bag."
Yang Hao said: "Put it in your storage bag. I feel unlucky to carry this thing with me."
Tian Tong smiled and said: "Bad luck? This is the Dao Domain Pill. I don't think it's bad luck. Quickly grab another one. We have business."
Yang Hao turned around and struck again, grabbing Gu Shengnan's bones and putting them into the coffin without even looking at them.
"Put in Xue Qing's bones as well."
After closing the coffin lid, Tian Tong activated the spell, and a flash of inspiration flashed from the storage bag on his waist, and the red coffin was sucked into it.
"How far is the nearest breath from here?"
Tian Tong looked at it, raised his head and said, "Two thousand miles of land in the northeast direction, we estimate that half an hour is too much."
It is two thousand miles northeast of Taohua Town in Beiyan Mountain.
It is Putuo Mountain on Dongdao Island.
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Putuo Mountain.
There is a strong scent of medicinal herbs floating in this No. 1 sect in the world.
Zhu Zhang only had He Qiu's head in his hand, and he followed Chen Xianchao into the sect of Putuo Mountain. His body was immediately weighed down by the weight of Mount Tai.
"My people don't need to kneel to anyone."
Zhu Zhangcai heard Chen Xianchao's voice, and the heavy power in his body suddenly disappeared.
He raised his eyes and looked at Chen Xianchao's back, and saw the number one in the world sitting alone in front of a hall.
Tuoba Jingtan has already brewed a pot of tea, and the aroma of the tea is wrapped in the scent of herbs, making it even more fragrant.
"I asked He Qiu to invite you to the mountain for tea, but you brought his head to see me."
"Where's Lu Ting?"
Chen Xianchao sat in front of Tuoba Jingtan, stretched out his hand to pick up the tea cup, and said: "Last time he gave me a ride, I owe him a favor after all. He is at the bottom of the mountain, and I will never see you as a master again. .”
Tuoba Jingtan stared at Chen Xianchao with an inexplicable smile and said: "Your choice to go down the mountain is really not a wise decision. Originally, I promised Mu Qinghong that when I became the Emperor of Dali, I could help you rebuild Dajing. .”
"But now, you want to leave your life on Mount Putuo."
boom.
The sword roared into the sky and instantly pierced the Pudu Hall. Behind Tuoba Jingtan, a thousand long swords hung up.
