The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 254: The collection of Xiaoyao (1)
The rain of apricot blossoms wets the clothes, and the wind of willows blows the face. ≧ Vertex Fiction,
Even the most vigilant creatures will not be wary of the rain and dew that is naturally generated without any mana fluctuations.
On the contrary, these creatures 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 the gods alone would not be wary of the light rain falling on his head in the land of the gods, and would not notice that a few fish splashed in a small river outside the land of the gods. small drops of water. He will not even notice that whether there is one or two drops of water in the cup of tea that he accidentally drank in the place of God's favor is actually controlled by people.
The distance is hundreds of thousands of miles, but as long as there is water in this world, Youquan can feel the whereabouts of the man in black.
His armor was covered with water droplets, his hair was covered with water vapor, and the tea he drank, a few drops of water controlled by Youquan, had already merged into his blood and flowed all over his body.
Traveling all the way, the man in black burned a magic talisman, which aroused the potential of his mount, and he could almost gallop forward tens of millions of miles every hour. In one day and one night, he can advance hundreds of millions of miles in the mountains.
For two months like this, he ran wildly in the mountains almost without sleep.
The magic talisman he burned was extremely miraculous, and his mount was still extremely energetic after running like this for two months.
Both Yinxuege and Youquan couldn't hold on any longer. With their backgrounds, after running like this for seven days and seven nights, they had exhausted all their mana. They could only take elixirs to supplement their mana, so they rested several times on the road, and it took most of a day to recuperate each time before they followed.
As for Luo Luo and Qing Li. After only chasing them for half a day, they were exhausted and unable to move, so Yin Xuege had to put them into their sleeves and carry them with them.
Fortunately, there are many rivers, large and small, where the man in black passed, and these rivers have been infested by the Styx water dripping from the secluded spring. Every time the man in black passed a river, his figure was immediately reflected in Youquan's heart, so Yin Xuege and the others were thrown farther and farther away. But he never asked them to follow him.
Two months later, the men in black finally stopped. He stayed in a quiet small valley, waiting for three days and three nights.
This gave Yin Xuege time to catch up, he tried his best to escape for three days, and finally caught up with the man in black within a hundred miles. A curtain of water flickered in Youquan's palm, and they could clearly see the man in black sitting cross-legged quietly in the valley, holding a spirit stone in both hands and also replenishing mana.
He had already taken off his armor and the eye-catching black shirt, and put on a set of clean and neat linen clothes.
After waiting for a few days. Gradually, a large group of ragged medicine slaves were escorted by a group of capable men in the same linen clothes. They giggled and greeted the man in black, discussing loudly about who controlled the drug slaves and what good medicinal materials they picked this time.
Half a month passed like this, tens of thousands of people had gathered in the valley, and finally a few men in silk gowns rushed over, and without saying a word, they set up a small teleportation array in the valley.
Groups 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 dozens of drug slaves, and was teleported away.
"Damn it, what is this guy's identity?" Yin Xuege looked at the small teleportation array that was constantly teleporting. Can't help complaining. These men in black acted secretly, and involved such a great secret as the land of the gods. How could he be in this valley, mixed with these unknown herb pickers?
"He was sent there." Youquan pointed to the northeast, and his two beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly: "It's very far away, according to the speed we traveled a few days ago, it would take half a month to get there." Arrived. I can barely sense him."
Yin Xuege took a deep breath, and looked at the direction Youquan pointed. It took a long time before the Shifang Chaodu was taken out.
Shifang Chaodu is still absorbing the aura of heaven and earth from all directions very steadily, and he still **** in no matter what the attributes are. He was originally bronze-colored in the Yuanlu world, but now he has a faint layer of dark gold, and the patterns on the surface are much more complicated.
Obviously. He is undergoing a strange evolution, his power will become more and more powerful, and the magical powers he possesses will become more and more amazing.
If you promise to others, you must do it. Yin Xuege sighed softly, and put Shifang Chaodu away safely. He promised Kongmiao Taoist ancestor and those ancient existences that the ancient things must have a result.
This is not only a promise to several Taoist ancestors and Buddhas, but also his promise to those who used to be. His body has returned to the Yuanlu world with the descendants of those people, and most of his promise has been fulfilled.
Next, is revenge. Whether it is the three great saints and their eight hundred disciples, or the people behind them, they are all his enemies. Only by cutting off all these things, he, the Primordial World Tree, can get rid of all worries and pursue his own eternal way of heaven.
"Let's go, Youquan." Pulling Youquan's hand, the two of them turned into a breeze side by side, and fled towards the direction Youquan sensed at the fastest speed.
In the Vermilion Bird Domain in the south of the Void Spirit Realm, at the junction of the territories of several holy races, there is a vast territory that does not care about anything. This territory made Yin Xuege try his best to escape, regardless of the distance between east and west and north and south, it would take him several months to complete it.
In this piece of land that the few great saints are unwilling to pay attention to, many people with complicated backgrounds gradually gathered. Here they opened caves, built houses, opened up farmland and pastures, established various workshops and shops, and built an extremely vast foundation through hard work.
This is Xiaoyaoji.
Ji, which means 'bazaar', means that this is a place of free circulation, and it also means that there are no city lords or saints here, and it is a free place for everyone to recuperate and communicate with each other.
There is no unified planning, no strict laws, no standing army, and no towering city walls with countless restrictions. There's just one unspoken rule here—you can get anything you want with a big enough fist.
Money, beauties, elixir, 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 give all competitors Hit the ground, 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 a road extends straight from the bridge head. 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 entrances in Xiaoyaoji.
Yin Xuege breathed out a sigh of relief, took You Quan's hand and strode across the wooden bridge that was more than ten miles long.
After tracing all the way, the man in black stayed in Xiaoyaoji and did not run around anymore, Yin Xuege finally let go of his heart. On the way, he met a few small caravans from Xiaoyaoji, and found out the origin of Xiaoyaoji. He was very curious about what this guy was doing in this place full of fish and dragons.
Could it be said that the man behind the scenes who has raised countless big fat pigs in the land of the gods is hiding in Xiaoyaoji?
As soon as they reached the bridge, two teenagers in black shirts held a stick and stopped Yin Xuege. The two short sticks staggered and hit each other hard, making a crisp 'pop'. A boy with cross-eyed eyes widened his eyes and shouted to Yin Xuege: "Do you want to enter Xiaoyaoji? Well, the price is clearly marked, and the toll fee is ten high-grade spirit stones."
There is only a faint wave of mana in the body of the two teenagers. They are practicing the Buddhist golden body technique, but they don't even have the lowest level of wandering immortals, and they are only slightly stronger than ordinary people in the void and spirit world.
But their actions were very arrogant. When the cross-eyed boy saw Yin Xuege didn't say a word, he pushed his short stick towards his chest with a 'huh': "You didn't listen to the dog who should be killed for a thousand knives Do you understand me?"
The short stick was pitch-black, with a metal ring wrapped around the head of the stick, with a few crude runes flashing faintly on it. The young man's shot was extremely ruthless, and he directly hit Yin Xuege's thoracic xiphoid process. If it were an ordinary person, this blow might even break a rib, and a broken bone could pierce the heart and kill a person directly.
So ruthless when we first met?
Yin Xuege took a look at the boy, and he found that this guy was staring at Youquan's pretty face with cross-eyed eyes.
"You bastard!" Yin Xuege waved her palm, and slapped it out neatly~IndoMTL.com~ The short stick shattered, and the slap fell on the boy's face, making him slap in the face Spinning, a mouth full of big teeth mixed with blood sprayed out like a fountain.
Yin Xuege used a very narrow and dark energy, the boy's body turned straight, like a spinning top that couldn't stop for a long time. With the sound of 'Chi Chi', a wisp of smoke came out of his boots, and soon his calf below the knee sank into the mud.
Another boy with withered and yellow eyebrows gave a strange cry, dropped his short stick, drew out a short knife, and stabbed Yin Xuege in the lower abdomen.
His attack is also extremely vicious, if he is really stabbed this time, even an ordinary Youxian will suffer a lot. The problem wasn't the dagger, but the very pungent venom of the tiger-striped copperhead viper that was smeared on the dagger. This is a highly poisonous poison that is extremely corrosive to immortals and primordial spirits, and even real immortals have a headache for him.
"How can you be so vicious at such a young age?" Yin Xuege didn't make a move. Standing on his shoulder, Bai Yuzi, who had recovered the form of a blood parrot in his previous life, flew up, smashing the dagger with one paw, and then smashing the short knife with one wing. The boy flew tens of feet away.
Bai Yuzi's blows have never been serious. The young man was beaten so that half of his face was sunken, and blood was continuously flowing out near his temple. (To be continued..)