The journey is five hundred miles, and although it is in mountainous territory, it is definitely more than that if you calculate it carefully.
But it is not far away for Qi Refiners.
If one practices skillfully, one can travel a thousand miles a day with little fatigue. Although Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizhen have weak combat capabilities, they still have the basic characteristics of this realm.
They can't even beat the enemy in a fight. If their realm is still not good enough, then they might as well find a place to bury themselves. Maybe one day they will be struck by lightning and become zombies to increase their fighting power.
It’s not that I haven’t thought about obtaining skills from other sects. After all, the eldest brother has killed three of them.
But I still don’t dare to let the thoughts come and go.
Who knows what their martial arts are like? If they can be called evil, then their martial arts must be evil. With the senior brother around, let alone practicing it, there is no thought of even looking at it.
Besides, they couldn’t find it either. Senior brother destroyed those sects and nothing was left.
It was a small family and there were no treasures worth noting.
As for their Jinxian Sect, apart from the somewhat interesting martial arts techniques, there is nothing else.
But the martial arts are interesting only to them. For example, the martial arts of the Armored Sect are eight mountains ahead of theirs in terms of strength.
What kind of magic weapon, armor or divine weapon? Who would come to Xumi Meridian if they have that
This place is so desolate that all the hilltops are almost the same, with bushes, small animals and poisonous insects, and not much else.
It's so poor that even ghosts don't stay here.
As Song Yin and his companions climbed over the hill, they explored the surrounding areas to see if there were any other evil ways.
A few days later, they climbed up a mountain again. When they reached the top, Zhang Feixuan said, "Brother, we have already reached 3,000 miles. If we continue forward, we should be able to..."
He didn't say anything else. He just stopped there, staring blankly at the scene in front of him.
Unlike the lush and green places before, the previous road, although desolate, just meant that there was nothing worthy of their care. There were no caves, no blessed lands, no rare animals, no people, and no cities.
But at this moment, looking from the top of the mountain, the land in the distance was flat and flat, and compared with the greenery of the mountain they were climbing, it seemed so sparse.
Looking from the top of the mountain, you can only see a dry and yellow land without any green. Even a few mountain tops can be seen. There are only some tenacious dry weeds and dead trees without green leaves.
It is called a desert, but it has not reached that level yet, but it is indeed desertified.
call...
A gust of wind blew, making Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizhen shiver. The wind was a little yellowish and not hot. Instead, it made people feel a little chilly.
"Um?"
When the wind blew, Song Yin's brows furrowed and white gas exploded around his body, forming a cover that covered the two of them.
At the same time, his eyes shone and he looked straight ahead.
"Senior Brother?" Zhang Feixuan was confused.
"There is an evil spirit, this place is wrong..."
Song Yin said in a deep voice: "It gives me the same feeling as the mountain ghost I met."
Mountain ghost
"Monster?!"
The two of them exclaimed in unison and looked at each other, with panic in their eyes.
"Demon? Is it that kind of colorless and formless existence? It's quite clear... This place is shrouded in evil spirits, but there is another kind of aura in the depths. Let's go there and take a look first."
Song Yin was about to go down the mountain, but before he had taken a few steps, he suddenly turned around and saw the two men standing there motionless. He said, "Two junior brothers, do you have any other opinions?"
"No, no..."
They all shook their heads but refused to leave.
Zhang Feixuan stepped forward boldly and said, "Brother, as the saying goes, if something is out of the ordinary, it is a demon. It is because demons are irrational and impossible to predict that they are feared. Even Master cannot say that he can escape unscathed from a demon. We are even less of a match for them. I am afraid that we will not be able to escape unharmed."
Wang Qizheng echoed: "Me too!"
"The last time I met that mountain ghost, it was also a monster, but we dispersed anyway. Don't worry, my two junior brothers. As your senior brother, I will definitely protect you!" Song Yin vowed.
That's you!
You can kill an eighth or ninth level with one punch, and they are indestructible and have a pair of eyes that can see everything clearly, while they can be killed by an eighth or ninth level with one punch, and they have mortal eyes and can't see anything clearly.
We are different!
Seeing the two men cowering, Song Yin could not help but shout, "What's wrong with you? You are not afraid of the armored sect, nor are you afraid of those evil demons, but you are afraid of a stretch of yellow sand. How can you uphold the righteous path like this!"
Nonsense, they are not the right way!
Even if you follow the righteous path, you can't do anything if you encounter a monster.
In this world, I have never heard of anyone who would not run away when encountering a monster, but instead wanted to rush towards it. Isn't that a brain defect? !
But that's the eldest brother... a eldest brother with extremely strong martial arts but a simple mind.
"laugh!"
Just as the two were hesitating, a little thing popped out from Song Yin's shoulder, and its two heads stuck out their tongues playfully at the two of them. Then it climbed down Song Yin's body and rushed out of the white mist cover with its short limbs. As soon as it went out, a gust of yellow wind blew towards them. The little thing faced the yellow wind with its tongue hanging out, and ran happily as if it had been freed from the restrictions.
"Look, even this Hunyuan True Spirit is not afraid, what are you afraid of!" Song Yin frowned and said, "Are we cultivators not as good as a so-called Heavenly Lord's blessing?"
Really not as good as this!
There's no comparison, okay!
Zhang Feixuan looked at the white mist covering them, his scalp hardened, but he still took a step forward.
They had to leave. Who knew if this guy would make the white gas worse and directly refine them
The two of them walked down the mountain under the cover of white mist. Just as they came down from the top of the mountain, the yellow wind seemed to increase in strength, blowing wildly towards the cover, as if it wanted to smash it to pieces and then attack the people inside.
When they reached the foot of the mountain and walked onto the flat ground, Zhang Feixuan watched the yellow wind getting stronger and stronger. Outside the hood, he saw the yellow wind blowing a ball of withered yellow grass into powder and blending it into the earth. He could no longer hold back and asked, "Brother, can you see exactly which direction the monster is in?"
Song Yin looked at the fierce yellow wind and said, "This wind is evil. It can kill people if it blows once. Just like the dry grass, people will die if it blows for a long time. This land is also evil. If you stand here without any protection, it will also suck people's vitality and make people weaker and weaker. Humph, you evil demon! When I find you, I'll see if you dare to do evil again!"
What do you mean!
The two of them were stunned, and then their eyes widened. Wang Qizheng said tremblingly: "Brother... Are you saying that this place is a monster?"
Song Yin nodded, looked around, and continued walking forward.
Wang Qizhen felt his scalp tingling, and he looked at the ground under his feet as if he was looking at a ghost. He subconsciously changed his body, and two pairs of thin wings grew behind him. He flapped his wings and flew up.
"Brother, I... I'll come and observe. It's more advantageous to see from a high place." He did not forget to explain.
But he followed Song Yin even closer, fearing that he would run away.
But fortunately, this cover prevented him from being blown by the wind, and Zhang Feixuan seemed to be fine as he walked on the ground.
"Hmm? Zhang Yin... Old Zhang, why are you shaking? You don't have to be afraid, brother is here." Wang Qi saw Zhang Feixuan shaking there and couldn't help asking.
"No, it's okay..."
Zhang Feixuan, on the contrary, seemed to have just woken up from a dream. He shouted and followed closely behind Song Yin.