Three days later.
Luo Ling piloted the snow-white flying boat and came to a wild land.
It was late at night.
The moon is high in the sky and the sky is full of stars.
The night sky looks exceptionally clear.
Looking down, the ground is covered with lush primitive jungle and continuous towering ancient mountains.
Zhuang Zhiyan opened his eyes from his meditation, stood up and walked out of the cabin.
Luo Ling, dressed in a purple dress, was standing alone at the side of the ship, looking around vigilantly.
Zhuang Zhiyan walked up to her side and glanced at the jungle below, his expression slightly solemn: "There are several robbery groups in this wild land. The last time I came here, I encountered two groups along the way. We are flying in the sky, so it is safe. If we walk on the ground, I am afraid we will be unable to move forward."
Luo Ling glanced down with cold eyes and said nothing.
Zhuang Zhiyan said, "Fairy Luo, you have been driving the flying boat for two days. It's time to take a break. Let me take over."
Luo Ling said in a cold tone: "No, let's just fly over this area quickly."
Zhuang Zhiyan nodded and said nothing more.
At this moment.
Both of them looked at the clouds in front of them.
Ahead, the sea of clouds is rolling.
A black flying boat with a bright red skull flag slowly emerged from the sea of clouds and stopped in front.
Standing at the bow was a tall, dark-skinned, bald man.
The bald man carried the hammer on his shoulder and said loudly, "Friends across the street, we are stranded in the wilderness, with old and young at home, and we have no clothes to wear and no food to eat. I am lucky to meet you today. Can you give us some money so that I can go back and buy some food and clothes?"
The sound rolled in like thunder, echoing through the night sky.
Luo Qingzhou and others who were practicing in the flying boat were all startled and left the cabin.
Both flying boats stopped.
Everyone on the boat looked at each other through the thin cloud.
The bald man had his upper body naked, and he looked muscular and strong.
Behind him.
There were also more than a dozen strong men, holding weapons and looking at them with a fierce look in their eyes.
These men looked strong and fierce, with bulging muscles.
Some people had glittering gold ornaments hanging around their waists and necks.
It doesn't look like they are naked and hungry at all.
It's clearly a highway robbery!
Zhuang Zhiyan bowed and said in a clear voice: "Meeting is fate. How much do you need, my friends? Just tell us the amount. If we have extra money, we will help you a little."
The bald man returned the gift with a cupped hand and said, "Not much, ten Yuan stones, a magic weapon, and five magic tools, that's enough."
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the younger generations on Zhuang Zhiyan's side all changed.
They naturally all knew how precious the Yuan Stone was.
Not to mention ten dollars, they don’t even have one dollar now.
There is only one spiritual mine in Dayan.
The annual output of Yuanshi is very limited, and only the best masters in each sect are qualified to own it.
Of course, only when one has cultivated to the Grandmaster level can one cultivate vital energy.
It was quiet here for a while.
Zhuang Zhiyan smiled and said, "It's not much indeed. I do have ten Yuanshi here. But as for the magic weapon, my friend, can you exchange it for ten magic tools? I happen to have some extra magic tools here, but I don't have any magic treasure."
The bald man said coldly: "Just because the senior doesn't have it doesn't mean that others don't have it either."
The green-haired man standing behind him suddenly laughed and said, "Senior, there are so many beauties standing behind you. If you really don't have any magic weapons, it doesn't matter. Let us choose one..."
"Ishino!"
The bald man suddenly turned around and shouted.
The green-haired man chuckled and didn't say anything else.
The bald man glanced at the other side again, paused, and clasped his hands and said, "Since you are so happy, we will not force you. Let's change the magic weapon into ten magic tools. Ten Yuanshi, fifteen magic tools, thank you very much, senior!"
Zhuang Zhiyan laughed out loud and said, "Meeting is fate, and if we have fate, we are friends. When a friend is in trouble, it is only right to help him with all your heart. You don't have to be polite."
After that, he took out a cloth bag and said, "Here are ten Yuan stones. Would you like to come and get them yourself, or should I deliver them to you personally?"
The bald man narrowed his eyes and said, "Senior, just throw it over here."
"good."
Zhuang Zhiyan smiled, raised his hand, and gently threw a bag of Yuanshi over.
It just fell towards the bow of the ship.
The bald man immediately put away the protective shield on the flying boat, then with a "clang", he pulled out the dagger from his waist, preparing to use the dagger in his hand to pick up the cloth bag.
Unexpectedly, when the cloth bag just flew in front of him, it suddenly exploded with a "bang".
A cloud of green smoke instantly swept over all the robbers on the bow!
"poisonous!"
"You old bastard, you're looking for death!"
When the robbers saw this, they retreated in panic, cursing loudly.
“Hahahahahaha…”
Zhuang Zhiyan suddenly flew over the robbers' flying boat like a soaring eagle, then picked up a palm-sized rockery in his hand and gently threw it down.
The rockery suddenly grew bigger!
In the blink of an eye, it was more than twice as big as the flying boat!
"boom!"
The rockery fell down with a loud bang!
The light shield above the flying boat was crushed to pieces in an instant!
Then, the entire flying boat and the dozen or so bandits on it were all instantly crushed under the huge rockery.
The terrifying crushing force of the rockery and the airflow under the flying boat that was carrying the flying boat suddenly collided violently.
The airflow was fragmented.
The flying boat also made a "click" sound and shattered into pieces in an instant!
The dozen or so bandits also screamed and were crushed into meat paste by this terrifying force.
Only the bald man holding a hammer ran out with a bloody head.
"Senior, spare my life!"
He shouted in fear and ran down with a "whoosh"!
Unexpectedly, the rockery was moving even faster, falling down rapidly and hitting him in an instant, then falling like a meteorite, with a loud "bang", hitting the ground below heavily!
Everyone looked down.
A large area of forest on the ground was instantly razed to the ground!
And the bald man had already disappeared!
"rise!"
Zhuang Zhiyan stood in mid-air with his robe fluttering, and raised his hand slightly.
The rockery that fell to the ground immediately flew back, then quickly shrank, landed in his palm and disappeared.
"Humph, just a few fledgling thieves dare to imitate others to rob people on the road, and their appetite is not small."
Zhuang Zhiyan snorted coldly and flew back to the flying boat with a calm face.
but.
Luo Ling just glanced at him indifferently without saying anything.
Luo Shang laughed and said, "Senior Zhuang's move of Iron Mountain is really powerful and it really opened our eyes! I have long heard that Senior Zhuang's Black Iron Treasure Mountain has unpredictable magical powers. After seeing it today, I find that it is indeed worthy of its reputation!"
Zhuang Zhiyan smiled calmly and said, "It's far inferior to your great-grandmaster's Fengming Sword."
At this time, Luo Lingfang turned his head and looked at him, his eyes slightly fixed: "Brother Zhuang has been in seclusion for a hundred years, and he has indeed gained a lot. Judging from the aura just now, Brother Zhuang's current cultivation should be in the middle stage of the Grandmaster, right?"
When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.
Grandmaster! Mid-stage!
Luo Qingzhou was just stunned by the overwhelming power that the old ancestor had just displayed. When he heard these words, he was shocked again.
No wonder, considering his current strength, the ancestor still seems unfathomable.
Zhuang Zhiyan smiled and said, "Fairy Luo's cultivation is definitely higher than mine. After all, Fairy Luo's physique is better than mine."
Luo Ling couldn't help but sigh and said, "Brother Zhuang is too modest. I specialize in soul cultivation and have been stuck in the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm for decades. It seems that I can't make any further progress. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come out this time to look for opportunities in the ancient ruins."
Zhuang Zhiyan's expression was slightly serious: "It turns out that Fairy Luo has already broken through to the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. This cultivation speed is much faster than that of people with the same physique. As for wanting to break through again, it is not that easy. After the Grandmaster and the Spiritual Transformation Realm, every breakthrough is extremely difficult... If there is no other opportunity, I am afraid that I will be stuck here for the rest of my life..."
The two sighed for a while.
Luo Ling suddenly asked again: "Bai Yishan from Dragon and Tiger Academy, I'm afraid he is now at the late stage of Grandmaster level, right?"
Zhuang Zhiyan's eyes flashed, he looked at her deeply, and said, "Probably."
Then he snorted coldly, "He is so powerful, but when the palace was attacked and the emperor was assassinated, he didn't make any moves. The Great Yan is in chaos, but he still hasn't come out. I wonder what he is thinking."
Luo Ling frowned slightly and said, "He has his own plans. Da Yan is still far from a real chaos. As long as Dragon Tiger Academy does not fall, Da Yan will not fall. His responsibility is Dragon Tiger Academy, which is the inheritance of all Da Yan warriors. He will not come out for the struggle of the royal family."
Zhuang Zhiyan glanced at her again and said sourly, "Yes, even if the demons and aliens come, even if Da Yan is in chaos, it is our five major sects that rush to the front. His Dragon and Tiger Academy always sits in the rear."
Seeing his sarcastic tone, Luo Ling glanced at him coldly and ignored him.
The younger generations were listening to the conversation between the two and had already begun gossiping about the past stories of the three.
The rest of the journey was peaceful.
Through this wild land.
Two days later, they finally arrived at the Qilin Mountains where the ancient ruins were located.
Looking down from the flying boat.
The entire mountain range looks like a giant galloping fire unicorn, and those ancient trees towering into the clouds are like strands of hair on its body.
And at its head is the famous Flaming Mountain.
Fire erupts from the mountain all year round, destroying many creatures in the surrounding area, but it also gives birth to many spiritual creatures.
Many practitioners who need fire-attribute treasures will come here to try their luck.
Even if you don't dare to go in, you can occasionally find some fire-attributed spiritual herbs and objects in many places outside.
"It is said that hundreds of years ago, an elder from Penglai Fairy Island saw a young Fire Qilin while searching for elixirs in this Flame Mountain. Unfortunately, we don't know whether it is true or not..."
The flying boat slowly descended.
Zhuang Zhiyan looked at the Huoyan Mountain in the distance and told everyone the stories that were circulated here.
"One of the guardian beasts of the Piao Miao Xian Sect, the Three-Eyed Flame Wolf, was discovered here. I saw it once when I went there. A woman was riding it at the time, and it looked very majestic... The strength of the Three-Eyed Flame Wolf is comparable to that of a Grandmaster..."
Everyone listened with fascination.
Riding on a flaming wolf with the strength comparable to that of a grandmaster, let alone a woman, even if it was a pig, it would be majestic, enviable and awe-inspiring.
The flying boat stopped on an open hillside.
At this time, many people had already arrived from not far away.
As soon as the flying boat landed, everyone's eyes turned to look over.
"It turns out to be Brother Zhuang from the Great Yan Lingxiao Sect. I haven't seen him for a hundred years, but he's still as charming as ever!"
Someone recognized Zhuang Zhiyan immediately.
"Hey, could this be the Fairy Luo from the Great Flame Fairy Cloud Pavilion?"
Some people also recognized Luo Ling.
Those who arrived first were all famous figures from other countries’ sects.
Zhuang Zhiyan walked over with a smile on his face and greeted the people he knew.
Luo Ling just stood there and nodded slightly.
When the news of the discovery of the ancient forbidden land spread, many countries sent experts to try to get a piece of the pie.
But in order to enter, one must obtain the consent of the three major immortal sects.
So each country is allocated a number of places.
Of course, there are also many people who think that with so many masters coming this time, and people from the three major immortal sects entering, they will definitely not get any benefits, so they are not willing to take the risk.
Most of those who come here to take risks and seek opportunities are practitioners who have encountered bottlenecks on the road of cultivation, or have been stuck in a certain realm for many years and have difficulty in advancing.
There may be nothing in the ancient forbidden land, or there may be many opportunities.
Once they are lucky enough to seize the opportunity, they may make a breakthrough immediately, or their cultivation may suddenly advance by leaps and bounds.
After a while, several more flying boats landed.
The elders were greeting each other and chatting.
The younger generations were looking at each other and the disciples from other sects.
Everyone knows that once you enter the ancient forbidden land, not to mention people from other sects, even people from the same sect, or even brothers, may turn against each other and kill each other when they encounter some treasures.
So at this moment, in everyone's eyes, other people seem to be their enemies or prey.
When Luo Qingzhou was observing several pink-haired, blue-eyed women and the stockings on their legs, he suddenly heard the voice of Fairy Zixia: "Disciple, when you go in later, remember to protect your master."
Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched, he turned his head to look at her and said, "Isn't it the master who protects the disciple?"
Fairy Zixia raised her eyebrows: "Could it be that my disciple wants to protect those female disciples wearing black and white silk stockings?"
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
Fairy Zixia whispered, "They are disciples of the Shura Sect. They like to seduce men, create a Shura field, and then practice with the men's blood."
Luo Qingzhou was surprised and asked: "Isn't that the Demon Sect?"
Fairy Zixia sneered and said, "Here, there is no distinction between the righteous and the evil sects, only the distinction of strength. You'd better be careful. If you really like to see those black and white silks, when you go back, your teacher..."
At this point, she suddenly lowered her voice, then suddenly glared at him and said, "Evil disciple, why are you staring at my legs? What I mean is that when we go back, I will ask your uncle to wear them for you to see! What else are you thinking about?"
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
Bai Weier was standing alone under a big tree not far away, staring at the two of them with cold eyes.
Suddenly, a ripple appeared in her eyes and she looked up at the sky.
At this time, someone looked up and said, "Look, the Piaomiao Immortal Sect's spaceship is coming!"