Chapter 88 Langyuan Blessed Land

Style: Fantasy Author: Chen YuanWords: 1907Update Time: 24/02/20 13:45:19
The situation is worse than Qi Ran imagined. Pushing the Yaochi Tianshui requires spiritual energy. After these years of fishing in the marsh, Xihua Yuanjun has very little spiritual energy left in his body and cannot sustain it for long. The abyss is short of spiritual energy, almost non-existent. Once the body's reserves are exhausted and the blood qi erodes the existing body, even "the most wonderful qi is transformed and the innate yin energy is condensed" cannot last long.

After finding out the details of Xihua Yuanjun, Qi Ran began to think about how to solve the problem of lack of inspiration. The top priority was to increase revenue and reduce expenditure. It's easy to cut costs, but it's hard to think about how to increase revenue. The blood of the abyss rejects inspiration, and there's nowhere to look for it, but what should we do? The starry sky was shining brightly, and the starlight illuminated An Valley and fell on Xihua Yuanjun. It was as cold as water. A glimmer of light flashed in his misty eyes, which was fleeting and then fell into sinking. Qi Ran's heart moved. The spiritual power of the three realms and the star power came from the same source. There were also star projections in the abyss. However, he did not practice this way and could not benefit from the source.

Do we still need help from Emperor Wei Tian? If he learns that Xihua Yuanjun is in his hands, will there be complications? He was worried about gain and loss and couldn't make up his mind.

Qi Ran thought for a long time, then called Beiming to ask, and he probably had a plan in his mind. The abyss was vast and boundless, the mountains were endless, there were countless rare treasures, monsters worked tirelessly to fight for blood, and they were not interested in the elixir and immortal grass. Take it seriously and try it out, you might get some unexpected surprises.

After more than 20 days of repairs, the four generals Xiangbing, Du Wei, Yu Yan, and Kujie set off with their army, leaving An Valley and marching westward. Their iron-blooded vitality was rolling like a tide, and they were invincible and their momentum was unparalleled. Lucky luck is most precious, Xiang Bing showed his signs, and along the way, generals and generals came to vote, some 1,800, or more than tens of thousands. The good and bad were mixed, and there was a huge disparity in numbers. Xiang Bing took all the generals under his command, and the soldiers pointed out , and rushed straight towards Sunset Ping.

Sunset Ping is a vast territory with thousands of miles of fertile land. It was the Shura field where the most killings occurred in the last round of bloody battles. Hundreds of towns will fight in this melee for a long time, with countless casualties. The final flow of blood begins here and ends here.

Sunset Ping was the site of the Fourth Battle and there was no danger to defend. The general Xiangbing did not drive straight into Sunset Flat. Instead, he stationed his troops in the machine valley, stopped quietly, and waited patiently for the fighter plane. The Qianji Valley is winding and narrow, which is not conducive to garrisoning a large army. The general of Xiangbing Town was originally interested in Wolong Mountain, but he couldn't resist Qi Ran's insistence on going his own way, so he could only follow orders. The two town generals Yu Yan and Ku Jie sneered and encouraged Xiang Bing to lead the army to do their own thing. Xiang Bing town general did not explain much and just ordered them to obey orders.

Bai Mao Shihuang, Wu Teng, and Cai Lifo led the Chinese army's personal guards to station outside Qianji Valley. Qi Ran took Xihua Yuanjun into the valley to look for the "Langyuan Blessed Land" that Beiming said. There are countless small worlds in the cave and sky in the abyss, but only a few people are able to give birth to "zhenzhu". Once the "zhenzhu" is taken away, the cave will collapse and be destroyed, which is irreversible. If one place is destroyed, another will be lost. Bei Ming traveled throughout the hinterland of the Central Plains in search of the "Zhenzhu", and once found a "Langyuan Blessed Land" in Qianji Valley. There were countless elixirs and precious materials, but the "Zhenzhu" was never produced, and it was locked and released intact. This time Qi Ran wanted to find the elixir and fairy grass, and asked about the small world of Dongtian. Beiming accidentally remembered the past and directed him to try his luck in Qianji Valley.

After many years, I don’t know if anyone has arrived first and turned the “Langyuan Blessed Land” upside down.

Although Qianji Valley is winding and narrow, there is only one way in and out. It is not surprising to take a side road, so Qi Ran takes the lead. It is dark and humid all around, and the sun does not see the sky all year round. The ferns, grass and moss grow extremely lush, and even the gaps are filled tightly to prevent them from being exposed. Every cent. Qi Ran picked a piece of fern, put it under his nose and smelled it, put it into his mouth and chewed it slowly, tasting the bitter and refreshing taste, and thought deeply in his heart. Xihua Yuanjun followed closely behind her, following her step by step, like a marionette, with the strings of law under her navel controlling her every move. She had no independent opinion and no autonomy.

The sound of footsteps alarmed the snakes, insects, and lizards, and the unfamiliar scent frightened them. They hurriedly fled in all directions, fearing that they would not be able to get away. Qi Ran came all the way to the depths of Qianji Valley. There was a protruding rock about ten feet above his head, shaped like a The turtle's back is covered with a thick layer of moss, as soft as a blanket. He climbed up the cliff, raised his sleeves and brushed away the moss, revealing his naked true face. The stone pattern looked like a snake but not a snake, like a talisman but not a talisman. It was rough and wild, and had a unique and moving meaning.

After many years and changes in the world, the "Turtle Back Stone" in the Qianji Valley is still there. Qi Ran confirmed it was correct, stretched out his hand and pressed on the stone, activating the power of the law and opening the door to the "Langyuan Blessed Land". The "Turtle Back Stone" collapsed inward layer by layer, and suddenly a dark and deep hole appeared, like a devil's eye, bottomless.

The master of Qi dyeing art was bold and stepped into the cave. His figure disappeared without a trace. Xihua Yuanjun followed without hesitation and fell into an unfamiliar cave.

What comes into view is a lush field with peanut trees, grass growing and warblers flying. The air is filled with sweet fragrance, and life fills the world. The wind blows the grass and waves, and suddenly slides into the distance. Qi Ran took a deep breath, his body and mind gradually relaxed, and he turned back to look at Xihua Yuanjun. He had a strong feeling in his heart that this trip would be fruitful, and he would not end up in the treasure mountain and return empty-handed.

Qi Ran looked far into the distance and saw the entire cave sky with his wise eyes. In his eyes, the sand and earth, the mountains and the sea were reflected, and all the creatures in the world came to his eyes. His mind was wandering for thousands of miles, his mind was full of ambitions, and in a blink of an eye, Qi Ran saw the mountains among the mountains. The solitary peak was like a sword piercing the sky. A gap was opened on the top of the peak. The moonlight poured down faintly, making him cry and water. An ancient vine in a cave.

He slowly closed his eyes, opened them after a few breaths, and the wisdom in his eyes disappeared. Xihua Yuanjun stepped forward and stood beside him silently. Qi Ran put his arms around her waist, and a lotus flower appeared under his feet. The next moment, it rose up from the ground and flew away through the air.

The lotus shadow is rippling, and it can escape thousands of miles away in no time. The mountains are undulating like waves, and they fall directly on the solitary peak. You will be at the top of the mountain, and you can see all the mountains at a glance. Looking down, I saw a gap several feet wide, running from the top of the mountain to the middle of the mountain. An ancient vine was winding around the rock and spiraling up. The leaves were dark green, and the veins outlined thirteen hexagons. Each piece stood upright and trembled in the wind.

Qi Ran and Xihua Yuanjun jumped into the heart of the mountain. They were held up by lotus flowers at their feet. They looked around the ancient vines and reached out to pick a bright red fruit. The skin was like snake scales and the tentacles were hard and airtight.

The ancient vines stretch for hundreds of feet, and their roots are as thick as a well railing. They penetrate deeply into the rocks and are integrated with the rocks and are inseparable. Qi Ran stretched out his hand and patted it, and realized that when the cave was opened, this ancient vine was born before the heaven and the earth, taking over the creation of the heaven and the earth. It contains the essence of the sun and the moon, and is the only one that can be used as a psychic god. It coincided with the maturity of the result, and he did not take a step early. It was not a step too late, luck dictated it.

It should be noted that if God does not take it, he will suffer the consequences.