"This ant seems to have the same origin as my red centipede." Di Jing took out the transparent jade box and looked at it carefully. The red head and black body are unusually large, but they have no attack power.
These clues all indicate that, like the red centipede, it is a creature in the Mandala Wasteland. The big storm that exploded from the Mingtu Wasteland a few days ago, I don't know how many creatures inside it were sent out, so that Gu Langtian got one too!
Lieyang Dongtian was defeated by Di Jing, and more than 20 disciples fled in embarrassment, but the other monks who followed did not leave. The danger is unpredictable. If you leave the large army, the chance of surviving is very small.
"Daoyou Di is really a young hero. He is strong with weak attacks, and wins more with less. In ancient times, there are few people like Friends of the world like Daoyou Di! In time, Daoyou will surely be at the top of Chenzhou and crush the major sects!" There is a monk. Hurry up and slap Di Jing's ass. Before they followed Lieyang Cave Sky, now Lieyang Cave Sky has collapsed. If Di Jing targets it, then life will be difficult.
"Friend Di Daoist first defeated Qi Wujie, and then slayed Xiao and Chu. Now he is even more against seven. Lieyang Dongtian has been shaved off by fellow Daoists. With such a record, he has become a peer of Chenzhou. ··No, the first person of the same age! Even the ancient race, but that's all!"
"Yes, yes, the younger generation of Chenzhou, Di Daoyou is the leader!"
They praised so unabashedly, completely ignoring the purple palace Qingyi on the side.
After all, Di Jing was young, and being surrounded and touted by these people, he couldn't help feeling a little fluttering. However, he soon came to his senses, this is the fate of wasteland, not a celebration banquet.
"Friends of Taoism, the road is still long, let's set off quickly, otherwise, if we miss the opportunity, we will regret it." Di Jing said, preventing everyone from endless flattering.
When everyone saw that Di Jing hadn't driven them away, they felt relieved. They finally got here and experienced life and death. If they just gave up, it would be uneconomical.
Zi Gong Qingyi came to Di Jing's side, gave him a complicated expression, and walked forward with his head down. The upright man in front of her puts too much pressure on her. As an elite disciple of Canglan Dongtian, he can compete with ordinary Dzogchen monks in the late stage of the Huamai realm, but compared with Di Jing, he is very much worse. The big section.
Di Jing found a place, cleaned up his body, and put on clean clothes. Both he and Yun Qian had injuries, and after some recuperation, they were almost recovered.
It's just that Di Jing felt worried when he saw the immortal veins in his body. The immortal veins became stronger and stronger, and the accumulation was extremely thick, but the power inside could not be released with his current cultivation base. Only after reaching another realm, Xianmai will automatically release that power to replace the power in the body.
But at that level, Xianmai no longer knows how strong it will be. If its own strength does not match this power, it can hardly be suppressed, and it is likely to be burst by the power of Xianmai.
"The growth rate of the immortal veins has exceeded the growth rate of the cultivation base. Although the strength can barely match the immortal veins, it is difficult to say what will happen later. If the sky-reaching formation pattern cannot hold the immortal veins, it is my end. It's going to happen." Di Jing felt annoyed the more he thought about it. It is not good for the quality of Xianmai to be too low, and too strong is also a trouble.
"The cultivation base Di Jing and his own strength are the top priorities!"
Everyone set off, heading all the way towards the depths of the Mingtu Wasteland, Di Jing said nothing, and had been thinking about this question all the time. If his cultivation level needs to go further, it is not a big problem. He has no shortage of cultivation materials. As long as he is willing to find a safe place to retreat for a few days, he can attack the late stage of the Huamai realm.
As for the scriptures, he has a deeper understanding than others. The bone inscriptions in the mountain and water pool behind the Shenlai Peak are already quite advanced, and he has long been chewed by him, and he has a lot of comprehension; and in the Kunxu Shenshan, the animal skin scriptures Yun Qian found for him were more profound. As he strengthened his cultivation and familiarized himself with the rest of the scriptures, he also had a better understanding of the meaning of the scriptures on the animal skins.
It's just that he doesn't want to break through so soon. It's only a few days since the last breakthrough. If he advances too fast, he will leave many regrets.
But Yun Yi didn't care about this. It didn't seem to be worried about the problem of over-cultivating too quickly. As long as there was something that could improve its cultivation level, it would just ignore it and swallow it all. Moreover, Di Jing found that in Yun Qian's practice, there seemed to be no obvious distinction of realm, only that his strength was increasing a little.
On the way, everyone never came across any murderous objects again, and seemed to be inside the Mandala Wasteland, which was safer than the outside.
"Don’t be careless, among the fierce beasts, there is territorial awareness. The stronger the fierce beast, the stronger the territorial awareness. It is not allowed and forbidden to allow other creatures to enter the territory. We have been walking for such a long time, and we have not seen a creature. It is possible that there is an extremely powerful monster in this range. Once encountered, the power of all of us will not be an opponent!"
A middle-aged monk said, his face solemn. He is not alarmist, many people are aware of this situation, and can't help but cheer up and take strict precautions.
After another journey, everyone suddenly felt a gust of wind roaring, swallowing and vomiting, the wind swept the ground very regularly.
"What's going on?" A monk was puzzled. This kind of phenomenon has never been encountered before.
Di Jing also felt a little strange. There was a strong smell of stench in the wind, so he said, "Go and explore."
Di Jing took the lead and followed the wind to find the past. Gradually, the gang wind became stronger and stronger, and the stench in the wind became stronger and stronger, and it was almost disgusting to smell at the back.
"Huh? The breath came from that crack!"
When everyone walked to the end, they found a huge gully in front of them. They didn't know how long the crack extended, and they couldn't see the end of the gully at a glance. And this huge crack is more than ten feet wide, for these monks, it can be passed by one jump.
However, in this huge gully, there are continuous gusts of wind blowing out, with great power, if you want to fly over from above, there is a high probability that it will be pulled into the crack by this huge suction.
Under the cracks, it was pitch black and there was no bottom. Everyone didn't know what was there. Based on the stench of the wind, it was speculated that there might be an extremely powerful evil thing below, and the breath in this gully was like a single evil thing. It is estimated that there are powerful creatures lurking under the entire crack.
"I can't make it, what should I do? The destination is not far away, but it is blocked by this crack!" Everyone looked at the dark clouds in the distant sky. The dark clouds covering the entire sky were still spinning slowly, and thunder was rolling in the middle, and the electric light was looming. .
In the middle of the dark clouds, there are countless currents gathering, flickering and appearing, seeming to be about to crash down.
Everyone knew very well that that was where the ancient ruins emerged, and it was also the place where the greatest chance was this time. As long as they could get there, they would be eligible for a chance.
However, the crack in front of him now has continuous winds and short intervals. Before anyone can fly over, the crack will be swallowed halfway, and it is impossible to survive.
"Let's look along the crack. There must be a node that can pass." Di Jing said. He looked at the opposite side and found that there was a figure shaking in the distance. This showed that someone had passed through the crack and reached the opposite side. .
"Well, someone has passed by on the opposite side, there can be no other way." A monk agreed, looking for the way to the opposite side along the crack.
Soon, everyone found many other cultivators, they were all blocked here, unable to pass. Some monks tried to resist the wind with their own speed and endurance, but when a person reached mid-air, the overbearing wind rushed out, making him unstable, and then the swallowing power rose again, and the whole person was sucked into the crack. .
"Below are huge fierce beasts. These winds are all the breath from their mouths and noses!" Before a monk saw fierce beasts tumbling and wriggling in the cracks, showing a huge body. That body is too big to crush mountains and cross rivers.
"There are such evil things guarded, but only the cultivators of the Huamai realm are allowed to enter. This time the chance is too difficult." Someone sighed. After nine deaths came this time, they still could not reach the end.
"The more difficult it is, the greater the chance!"
"I don't know how the people in front got there?" Some people were puzzled. They searched for a long way, but they didn't find any weakness in the wind.
"It seems that something is leading the way, let them find the node, and then pass." There was a very young monk sitting on the ground with a dejected expression.
"Something leads the way?" Di Jing asked for a moment, "What is it?"
"The thing is very small, I didn't see it clearly," the monk replied.
Di Jing moved in his heart and took out the transparent jade box. The red-headed ant with the big thumb inside was spinning inside the jade box. The ants, who were originally quiet, seemed very excited at the moment.
"I can take everyone there." Di Jing said with a smile on his mouth.
"Huh?" Everyone felt very frustrated because they couldn't get through the crack. When Di Jing said that he could take everyone there, his spirits suddenly came up, "Friend Di, what can you do?"
Di Jing raised the jade box in his hand and said, "This thing is our guide."
"An ant with a red head and a black body? Is this the little creature sent out from the big storm that broke out in the Mingtu Wasteland?"
"Previously, people from ancient races and foreigners were looking for this kind of thing. Many people didn't care about it. I didn't expect this thing to take us through this crack!"
"Wrong decision, wrong decision!" A monk beat his chest and feet, weeping bitterly, "Before that, outside of the Mingtu Wasteland, a true blood monk saw that I had a red scorpion, so he paid a high price for me to replace it. ···I really regret it!"
These monks couldn't calm down anymore. Someone looked for such a small thing before, but they didn't attract attention. They didn't expect it to be so useful at a critical time.
The not-so-young monk said: "It is this kind of thing that can perceive the weakness of the cracks and lead everyone to it. The wind here is very strange, and there will be weak gaps in different positions. Only at that time, To pass."
"Friend Di Daoist, I think this ant can't wait, let it out quickly."
Di Jing smiled and said, "You need to do something for me before I will take you there."