The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.
Even the most vigilant creatures will not be wary of naturally occurring rain and dew without any mana fluctuations.
On the contrary, these beings who are struggling to pursue the infinite mysteries in the avenue of heaven and earth will happily bathe in the rain and dew, and quietly feel the charm and wonderful throbbing of the unity between themselves and nature.
The man in black who left the Land of Gods alone would naturally not be wary of the light rain falling in the Land of Gods, nor would he notice the small splash of water from a few swimming fish in a small river outside the Land of Gods. beads. He would not notice even one drop or two of the water in the cup of tea he accidentally drank in the land of gods, but it was actually controlled by others.
They are hundreds of thousands of miles apart, but as long as there is water in this world, Youquan can feel the whereabouts of the man in black.
There were water droplets on his armor and moisture on his hair. In the tea he drank, a few drops of water controlled by the Youquan had merged into his blood and flowed throughout his body.
Traveling across mountains and rivers, the man in black burned a magic talisman, stimulating the mount's potential and being able to run forward almost tens of millions of miles every hour. In a day and a night, he can travel hundreds of millions of miles in the mountains and wilderness.
For two months, he ran wildly in the mountains and wilderness almost without sleep.
The talisman he burned was extremely magical. His horse had been running like this for two months, but it was still extremely energetic.
Yin Xuuge and Youquan couldn't hold on any longer. With their background, they had exhausted all their mana after running like this for seven days and seven nights. They could only continue to take elixirs to replenish their mana. Even so, they rested several times on the road and spent most of the day recuperating before following.
As for Yanluo and Qinghe, they only chased them for half a day before they were exhausted and unable to move, so Yin Xuuge could only put them in his sleeves and carry them with him.
Fortunately, there are many rivers of all sizes where the man in black has passed, and these rivers have been infected by the Styx water dripping from the Youquan. Every time the man in black passed a river, his figure was immediately reflected in Youquan's heart, so Yin Xuuge and the others were thrown further and further away, but he never asked them to track him.
Two months later, the man in black finally stopped. He stayed in a small quiet valley and waited for three days and three nights.
This gave Yin Xuuge time to catch up. He ran away with all his strength for three days and finally caught up to a place less than a hundred miles away from the man in black. A curtain of water shimmered in Youquan's palm, and they could clearly see the man in black sitting quietly in the valley, holding a spiritual stone in his hands and also replenishing his mana.
He had taken off his armor and the eye-catching black clothes, and put on a set of clean and neat linen clothes.
After waiting for a few days, strong men wearing the same linen clothes gradually came over escorting a large group of ragged medicine slaves. They happily greeted the man in black and loudly discussed topics such as whose medicine slave had picked up good medicinal materials this time.
After less than half a month, tens of thousands of people had gathered in the valley. Finally, a few men wearing silk gowns rushed over and set up a small teleportation array in the valley without saying a word.
Team after team of people walked into the teleportation array and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. The man in black also walked in among the dozens of medicine slaves and was teleported away.
"Damn it, what is this guy's identity?" Yin Xuuge couldn't help complaining as he looked at the small teleportation array that was constantly teleporting. These men in black act secretly, and they are involved in such a huge secret as the God's Land. How could he be in this valley, mixed with these herb collectors who don't know their origins
"He was sent there." Youquan pointed toward the northeast, his two beautiful eyebrows frowning slightly: "It's very far away. According to the speed we were traveling at the past few days, it would take half a month to get there. I can only barely sense him."
Yin Xuuge took a deep breath, looked in the direction Youquan pointed, and took out Shifang Chaodu after a long time.
Shifang Chaodu was still steadily absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from all directions. He still sucked in all the energy regardless of its attributes. In the Yuanlu world, he was originally bronze, but now he has a faint layer of dark gold, and the patterns on the surface are also much more complicated.
Obviously, he is undergoing a strange evolution, his power will become more and more powerful, and his magical powers will become more and more magical.
If you promise something to others, you must do it. Yin Xuege sighed softly and put Shifang Chaodu away properly. He promised Kongmiao Daozu and those ancient beings that ancient things must have a result.
This is not only a promise to several Taoist ancestors and Buddhas, but also a promise to those who have lived in the past. His true body has returned to the Yuanlu world with the descendants of those people, and most of his promise has been completed.
Next, comes revenge. Both the Three Holy Saints and their eight hundred disciples, as well as those behind them, are all his enemies. Only by settling all these matters can he, the Hongmeng World Tree, get rid of all worries and pursue his eternal way of heaven.
"Let's go, Youquan." Taking Youquan's hand, the two of them turned into a breeze side by side, and fled in the direction Youquan sensed as quickly as possible.
In the Suzaku Territory in the south of the void spiritual world, at the junction of the territories of several saint clans, there is a vast territory that no one cares about. This territory made Yin Xuuge try his best to escape. Regardless of the distance between east and west and north and south, it would take him several months to cover it.
In this land that several major saint clans were unwilling to pay attention to, many people with complicated origins gradually gathered. Here they opened caves, built houses, opened up farmland and pastures, established various workshops and shops, and built up an extremely vast foundation.
This is Xiaoyaoji.
Ji means 'market', which means that this is a place of free circulation. It also means that there are no city lords or saints here. It is a free place for everyone to recuperate and communicate with each other.
There is no unified plan, no strict laws, no standing army, and no towering city walls with countless restrictions. There is only one unspoken rule here - if your fist is big enough, you can get everything you want.
Money, beauties, elixirs, magic weapons, even a large enough private territory, tens of thousands or even millions of slaves and guards, as long as you have a big enough fist, you can defeat all competitors. , everything you want can be found here.
A large river flows through the southwest corner of Xiaoyaoji. There is a bridge on the river, and an avenue extends straight from the bridge. Ten miles away is a stretch of rolling houses and pavilions. This is Xiaoyaoji. This bridge, this avenue, is just an insignificant small entrance among the hundreds of thousands of small and large entrances in Xiaoyaoji.
Yin Xuege let out a breath of gloom, took Youquan's hand and strode across this wooden bridge that was more than ten miles long.
After tracking him all the way, he found that the man in black stayed in Xiaoyao Ji and stopped running around. Yin Xuege finally felt relieved. On the way, he met several small caravans coming out of Xiaoyaoji and found out the origin of Xiaoyaoji. He was curious about what this guy was doing in this mixed place.
Is it possible to say that the mastermind behind raising countless fat pigs in the land of gods is hiding in Xiaoyaoji
As soon as they reached the end of the bridge, two young men wearing black shirts held a stick and stopped in front of Yin Xuege. The two short sticks crossed each other and hit each other hard, making a crisp sound. A cross-eyed boy widened his eyes and shouted to Yin Xuuge: "Do you want to enter Xiaoyaoji? The price is clearly marked, and the toll fee is ten high-grade spiritual stones."
There was only a faint fluctuation of mana in the bodies of the two teenagers. They practiced the Buddhist Golden Body Technique, but they did not even have the lowest level of Immortal cultivation. They were only slightly stronger than the mortals in the void spiritual world.
But their actions were very arrogant. When the cross-eyed boy saw that Yin Xuuge didn't say a word, he pushed the short stick towards his chest with a 'whoosh': "You are a bitch who deserves to be killed by a thousand swords, you didn't understand what I said." What?"
The short stick was pitch black, with a metal ring wrapped around the head, and a few crude runes faintly flashing on it. The young man's attack was extremely ruthless, directly hitting the xiphoid process of Yin Xuuge's thoracic vertebrae. If it were an ordinary person, this blow might even break the ribs, break the bones and pierce the heart, killing the person directly.
Are you so cruel when you first meet
Yin Xuuge glanced at the young man and found that this guy was staring at Youquan's pretty face with his cross-eyed eyes.
"You bastard!" Yin Xuuge raised his hand and slapped him cleanly. The stick smashed into pieces, and the slap fell on the young man's face, causing him to spin on the spot, and his mouth full of big teeth mixed with blood spurted out like a fountain.
Yin Xuuge used a very narrow dark energy, and the boy's body was spinning straight up, like a top that couldn't stop for a long time. Amidst the sound of "chichi", his boots produced a wisp of smoke, and soon his calves below the knees sank into the soil.
Another boy with yellow eyebrows screamed strangely, dropped his stick, pulled out a short knife and stabbed Yin Xuuge in the abdomen.
His attacks were also extremely vicious. If he was really stabbed this time, even an ordinary wandering immortal would suffer a lot. The problem was not the dagger, but the extremely pungent venom of the tiger-striped copperhead viper smeared on the dagger. This is a highly corrosive poison that has great corrosive power on the soul of immortals. Even real immortals have a headache for him.
"How can you be so vicious at such a young age?" Yin Xuege did not take action, but stood on his shoulder. Bai Yuzi, who had returned to the form of a blood parrot in his previous life, flew up, smashed the dagger into pieces with one claw, and then knocked the boy away with one wing. A few dozen feet away.
Bai Yuzi's attacks were never serious. Half of the boy's face was dented after being beaten, and blood continued to flow out near his temples.
(End of chapter)