The speed of this flying boat is not very fast, only about a thousand miles, which is much slower than the three people's flying sword escape speed. However, it excels in its high sustainability, unlike monks who have to meditate and take medicine to replenish their spiritual energy after flying for a few hours. The flying boat can fly continuously, so when traveling a long distance, the flying boat is faster. But even so, it took several days to reach the 300,000-mile road.
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On this day, the three people's flying boat finally arrived at Green Mountain, a beautiful place full of green mountains and green waters.
The green mountains stretch for thousands of miles. They may not be big, but they are not small either. If a mortal were to look for two corpses inside, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack, and I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to find it! But cultivators are different. They have many ways to solve this problem.
The first person to take action was Shui Jing. Da Shiqian and Xuantian Guijia assisted in the deduction, and soon she was able to roughly calculate the area where the little fat parents died, which was roughly a thousand miles in radius.
In fact, if it hadn't been 20 years ago, Shui Jing would have no problem directly calculating the precise location. But now, this area of thousands of miles is already her limit.
The next thing is Xiaochuang's. He took out a mirror that was a detection magic weapon that he bought from Lingxiao City, then put a drop of his own blood on it, and then used the magic weapon to activate the treasure. In this way, it can scan whether there are people or corpses related to Xiaopang within a dozen miles. What Xiaopang could do was to hold the mirror and search back and forth in the area marked by Shui Jing.
Of course, this kind of search needs to be carried out slowly and carefully, and cannot be done on a high-speed flying ship, let alone a sword. So the three of them could only move slowly on land.
However, after all, they are all foundation-building monks. Even if they are flying slowly on the ground, it will not take too much time to search this area, and it will only take dozens of days to survive. For a monk with a long life, this is indeed nothing.
So, in the next time, Xiaopang took Shui Jing and Hongying together to slowly search for the bodies of his parents in the green mountains.
The three people worked in vain and achieved nothing except killing a fourth-level monster. After the three rested for the night, they continued their search early the next morning.
An hour passed quickly. As they were flying slowly above a lush forest, suddenly, a black light with a radius of dozens of feet suddenly burst out from under the three people's feet. It was like a black torrent gushing out from the earth, swallowing up the unprepared three people in an instant.
Not only that, although Black Light unexpectedly took the initiative, Xiaopang and the other three were not incompetent. Whether it was Hong Ying holding the Feng Ming Dao or Shui Jing holding the unpredictable prophet, they were both extremely powerful and stunning, let alone holding a large copper. Lei Xiu from Zhong He Jiu Meitu has gained weight.
The moment the black light was activated, Xiaopang and the three of them activated their protective treasures in unison.
Shui Jing sacrificed the Xuantian tortoise shell, and a golden divine light spread to a radius of ten feet, protecting the three of them. Xiaopang took out the big bronze bell and held it in his right hand with a cautious expression. At the same time, he secretly held the Nine Beautiful Pictures in his left hand, ready to hit it at any time. Hongying naturally took out the Fengming Knife, and the shining golden knife about a foot long stopped in her hand, looking eager to try.
The impact of the black divine light under the three people's feet was not very great. After trapping the three people, it turned into an endless black curtain and enveloped the three people.
Naturally, the three chubby ones didn't want to stay in the black light. After they protected themselves, they immediately flew up together, planning to leave the black light area first.
But as soon as the three of them moved, they immediately felt an extremely strong pressure above their heads, which shocked them so hard that they had to fall to the ground. Under this huge pressure, the three of them felt as fragile as babies. If Xuantian's tortoise shell had not had such amazing defense, and the opponent had no intention of directly killing them, all three of them would have been seriously injured on the spot. The appearance of such a terrifying enemy naturally frightened the three of them immediately.
Then, a sharp laughter followed: "Hahaha, I thought it was just a small miscellaneous fish, but after being caught, it turned into three big fish. How wonderful!"
As this loud voice came, Xiaopang and the other three felt that the layers of black light suddenly flashed away in front of their eyes, and the surroundings suddenly became clearer. However, although the black light dissipated, there was still a powerful and strange spiritual pressure surrounding the three of them. The three of them soon realized that as long as they dared to act rashly, they would be attacked by the other party. So they all gave up their plans to escape further and wanted to see the situation first. It didn't matter if the three of them looked at it like this. After watching it, they were not scared to death.
It turned out that after the black light dissipated, there were three powerful monks who appeared only a few hundred feet away from the three of them. Among these three people, although the two Jindan monks at the back were unknown to everyone, the old man at the front was recognized by all three of them. This person turned out to be the Nascent Soul-level elder of Qian Yu Sect whom Qian Cuiping had seen, the old man named Feng!
One Nascent Soul and two Golden Pills trapped three Foundation Establishment monks in a nearly sneak attack. Is there any way to resist? So when they saw this posture, Xiaopang and the other three almost invariably felt a sense of despair! After all, the strength gap between the two sides is too big, they are no longer on the same level! The Nascent Soul cultivator could kill the three of them with just a finger, even if they had spiritual treasures!
Last time, he was entangled by Taoist Fire Dragon with all his strength, and then he was sneak-attacked by Xiaopang and Han Bing'er with their spiritual treasures, but he only lost one finger. Now that there is no Taoist Fire Dragon to restrain him, if Little Fatty and the three of them confront him, it will be like a dead sheep in a tiger's mouth! So after seeing him, Xiaopang and the other three were immediately stunned, with incredible expressions on their faces.
At this time, Xiaopang only had one thought in his mind, that is, why is this Nascent Soul monk in this place where birds don't poop
You know, although Green Mountain produces some good things, they are only good for monks in the foundation-building stage. Even Golden Core monks rarely come here, let alone Nascent Soul monks!
What's more, the black light sneak attack just now was obviously a pre-set formation. In other words, he was waiting for him here in advance! What's going on. Why did he know that his group was here? Why couldn't Shui Jing figure it out in advance? Why did he use some kind of black light to sneak attack first when he could kill the three of them in a direct sneak attack? This series of questions instantly made the little fat man's head explode.
At this moment, Shui Jing's expression suddenly changed, and she whispered anxiously: "Oh no, I don't know what kind of magical power this black light is, but it actually has the effect of restricting escape techniques!"
"What do you mean?" Xiaopang asked differently.
"It means that within the black light range, all Five Elements Escape Techniques cannot be used, including the Small Movement Talisman!" Shui Jing explained helplessly.
Upon hearing that even the small teleportation talisman could no longer be used, the despair in Xiaopang and Hongying's hearts increased.
After the proud old man surnamed Feng heard this, he took the opportunity to joke: "Haha, originally I just wanted to use this infinite divine light array to limit the escape skills that the fat man might have, but I accidentally hit him. It also restricts your little moving talisman, the sky really has eyes!"
When the three little fat guys heard this, they were so angry that they thought to themselves, if the world really had eyes, it would kill you with a thunderbolt for your evil ways!
Of course, facing this extremely powerful opponent, Xiaopang did not dare to confront him, so he pretended to be calm, cupped his fists and saluted: "Senior, you are a dignified Nascent Soul monk, we are just juniors, I guess with your prestige , he should be disdainful of bullying us ‘children’, right?”
Xiaopang deliberately reminded the other party that he and others were "children", intending to make the other party stop worrying about his reputation. Although this possibility is very low and almost non-existent, at this time, Xiaopang can only become a live doctor!
"Haha! Fame?" After hearing this, the old man surnamed Feng suddenly laughed up to the sky. After laughing for a long time, he suddenly roared: "Since I was hurt by a junior like you, do I still have such a fart reputation? I've made it all possible. You are the laughingstock of monks all over the world!"
Judging from his extremely angry look, it was obvious that he was extremely angry. In fact, it is true that he, a noble Nascent Soul cultivator, had one of his fingers chopped off by two innate-level disciples. This cannot be justified in any case. After the news spread, the whole world was in an uproar, and countless people laughed wildly after hearing this. Poor old man surnamed Feng, he was originally a very prestigious expert, but because of this, he suddenly became the object of ridicule by everyone. How can this not drive him crazy
Even though the little fat man was quite courageous, he couldn't help being stared at by the old man named Feng. He was so flustered that his back was almost wet with cold sweat.
The old man surnamed Feng did not let him go. He then pointed bitterly at the two golden elixir monks behind him and said angrily: "Did you see it? Two golden elixir disciples! I originally had four disciples, and now the most mature one is The two weapons are gone, you little bastard killed them!"
Xiaopang was shocked again and broke into a cold sweat.
Then, the old man surnamed Feng stretched out his right hand, revealing his missing index finger, and sneered: "See, this finger hasn't grown back yet. It's not that I don't have the elixir to regenerate it, but I want to keep it on purpose. I I have sworn a poisonous oath a long time ago. When will I be able to restore your stupidity to ashes? Do you know?"
Seeing that the old man surnamed Feng had so much hatred towards him, Xiaopang was so frightened that he was sweating profusely, his legs were trembling, and he could almost stand unsteadily.
Seeing that the other party finally finished speaking, Xiaopang hurriedly wiped away the cold sweat, and then hurriedly said: "Senior, senior, junior knows that I was wrong. I am willing to compensate you!"