Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 629 Step through the iron shoes and find nowhere

The wind whistled in my ears, and the mountains and forests below me turned into a blurry stream of light, which was hard to see clearly because the speed was too fast.Liu Qinghuan rode a gray donkey, not too far behind the cloud boat where the old man and the female cultivator were.

They have been chasing like this for a long time, and they have already moved away from the original mountain area, and there is a strange grassland below them.If it weren't for the fact that the fairy treasure didn't run straight forward, but turned a corner from time to time, they should have lost it long ago with their cultivation base.

Liu Qinghuan propped her chin with her hands, and after the initial freshness and excitement passed, she gradually felt bored: "It's really not that exciting, so when will we chase after this?"

He glanced behind him, and there were more and more people following him, but they were basically Nascent Soul cultivators, and those with higher cultivation had already rushed forward.

What's even more strange is that among these monks, there are people from Jiuyou and Qingming, but all of them are very restrained, each occupying half of the sky.

Liu Qinghuan only thought about it for a while, and then she understood.Xianbao ran around all over the world, sometimes ran to the realm of Qingming, and then ran to the realm of Jiuyou. If they fight as soon as they meet, then there is nothing to do but fight.

So this kind of rare tacit understanding was formed, everyone kept chasing each other all the way.

The speed of the gray donkey gradually slowed down, and Liu Qinghuan didn't rush, he already had the idea of ​​giving up.

There is no trace of the fairy treasure and those high-level monks in front of him. Although we can continue to chase after the fainter and weaker spiritual fluctuations, we can't help but feel that our enthusiasm is fading.

Apparently he wasn't the only one who thought this way, there were several who slowed down like this, everyone looked at each other and got together in unison.

"Everyone, you are not going to continue chasing?"

Someone sighed and said, "Oh, what are you chasing after, it's all about disappearing."

"Yeah, I was also in a daze. Seeing so many people chasing after me, I followed suit. I wasted most of the day for nothing."

"Xianbao is so good at running, I wonder if it is playing tricks on us monks, attracting so many followers to run around."

Several people sighed for a long time, Liu Qinghuan turned around and said, "Where are we now?"

"After passing this grassland, go further to the land of Jiuyou. On the left is a Shuojin wasteland, and on the other side is Jingluoyuan."

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but speak: "Jingluoyuan? The border area of ​​the Mingshan Battlefield?"

"Well, there is a restricted area, no one dares to enter."

"Haha, do you think Xianbao will go to Jingluoyuan? That's interesting. Except for a few Mahayanas who can continue to chase, everyone else is completely useless."

At this time, a person took out a round bowl and shot a beam of spiritual light into it, and a rapidly changing picture floated in the bowl.

He yelled "Hey": "Xianbao didn't enter Jingluoyuan, and was driven to the wasteland on the left by those big repairs."

Others gathered around one after another and looked at the round bowl in his hand. Inside the bowl was a barren land with countless mottled ore pillars.In the sky far away, several overhauls who couldn't see their faces blocked from all sides, and that faint greenery was rushing left and right in the encirclement.

However, those few people obviously didn't cooperate sincerely, they all wanted to catch the fairy treasure, and when others were about to succeed, they were even more decisive, so they let the greenness catch a gap and flew out of the circle extremely quickly. The scope of the picture displayed by the bowl.

"It really is!"

"Hehe, let it escape again, so many repairs didn't catch it."

"The Wanmu Zhengrong Nectar Bottle is said to be a wood-attribute fairy treasure. If it enters the barren Shuojin Wasteland, it may not be so easy to escape."

"Friend Daoist, what kind of magic weapon is this, that you can track the traces of the fairy treasure?"

The man smiled ostentatiously and said: "You know the Zongheng Pavilion, they have laid down a large number of people in the entire battle field, just to find the whereabouts of the fairy treasure. This magic weapon is trained by them, if it is not for me in the Zongheng Pavilion There is a close friend in the house, and it is impossible to get it, but it has cost a lot of money, and I owe a favor."

Some people are envious and jealous: "Friends of Taoism have a wide range of connections, and you can get everything in the Zongheng Pavilion. I don't know if friends are willing to part with each other, but I would like to give..."

"I want too……"

Liu Qinghuan shook his head disinterestedly, and casually glanced at the picture inside the round bowl. There was still a towering stone pillar, probably the person holding the magic weapon on the opposite side was also struggling to track it. The picture kept shaking, and occasionally brought Beside him, many monks could be seen.

His eyes suddenly fixed, he took a step forward, and approached the round bowl.

The owner of the round bowl was taken aback by him: "What do you want to do?!"

"Don't move!" Liu Qinghuan yelled in a low voice: "Don't worry, I didn't intend to steal it from you, but I suddenly saw a... friend inside."

To be exact, it was someone he had been looking for for a long time!

"Huh?" The others stopped arguing and looked at the round bowl again.

Liu Qinghuan stared intently, and when he saw a red-clothed female cultivator in the picture again, he raised his head and stared deeply to the front left.

There is really no place to find after breaking through the iron shoes, and there is another village in the shadow of the willow.When he wanted to find it, there was no way, but when he didn't want to find it, he delivered it to his door.

Putting the gray donkey into the spirit animal bag, Liu Qinghuan cupped his hands and said, "Dear fellows, let's take a step first!"

The others were a little confused, but they met by chance, so naturally they didn't want to ask too many questions, and they all cupped their hands: "Friends, let's go."

"Fellow Daoist, are you going to Shuojin Wasteland? I also intend to go and have a look. Why don't we go together?"

Liu Qinghuan smiled lightly: "Okay, then you can follow."

As he spoke, he raised his feet, and suddenly there were slight wrinkles in the space under his feet. When he fell, he was nearly a hundred miles away, and then his body flickered again, and when he appeared again, he had turned into a small black spot on the horizon.

The person who said he wanted to go with him was stunned: "This, this... this is too fast!" Others laughed loudly.

Liu Qinghuan took out her fastest speed and rushed to the Shuojin Wasteland without stopping.

His luck was pretty good, as soon as he entered the wasteland, he met some people with the same purpose. After confirming that there was no one he was looking for, he stopped using the land shrinking technique, but followed those people into the wasteland.

Another half a day later, only a loud noise could be heard in the distance, and a group of people couldn't help but get excited and speed up one after another.

When it got closer, more people stopped on the tall stone pillars, looking at the distant sky.There was violent wind and rain, the earth trembled, and the thick clouds seemed to be falling down. From time to time, thunder would explode, and the light of the spell changed the color of the entire sky.

The new arrivals were all amazed, they stopped approaching when they saw this situation, each of them looked for the stone pillars to drop, and asked the person who came first.

"Whose hand did the fairy treasure fall into?"

"Is there a fight over there?"

"What major repairs are there?"

Liu Qinghuan quickly scanned the stone pillars below. Basically, every stone pillar was filled with people, ranging from one or two people to three or five people at most.The monks of Qingming and Jiuyou still occupy one side, but because of the constraints of the terrain, Jinwei is not so clear.

And the higher the cultivation base, the closer to that piece of sky, so this piece is basically Nascent Soul cultivator.

Soon, he found a red-clothed female cultivator among a group of Nine Serenity cultivators. She was tall and indifferent, looking up into the distance, and occasionally chatting with the people around her.

Liu Qinghuan frowned secretly. On this occasion, he could not be allowed to act rashly.

Before the other party noticed it, he looked away calmly, searched for the boundary line where the two sides meet, and picked a stone pillar that could see the other party fall at a glance, and said politely: "Fellow Daoist, sorry to bother you."

There was only a young male cultivator with a clear face on this stone pillar, he turned his head to look at him, and moved slightly to the side.

"Thank you." Liu Qinghuan landed next to him and asked casually, "Do you know how the battle is going over there?"

Nanxiu thought for a while, spread his hands, and saw countless light spots appear out of thin air, converging into a large open book.He looked at it and said, "Currently, the treasure is in the hands of a Daxiu named Lin Changting."

This is the second time Liu Qinghuan seems to cast this spell, and he can't help but ask curiously: "Is this the heaven and earth spectrum?"

Nanxiu smiled: "Well, it's just a projection of Tiandipu, and you can check some rough information."

Liu Qinghuan got a little closer, and saw two columns of words floating on the open pages, which were similar to those displayed on the stone tablet in Huntian City, but there was no map that could change in real time.

"It's convenient." He nodded, and said again: "It's a pity that we can only wait for the result here. It would be great if we could get a closer look. I have never seen Mahayana monks fight. By the way , Fellow Daoist, do you know how many major repairs there are?"

The male cultivator has been here for a long time, and he doesn't mind if someone talks: "When I came, there was already a fight over there. I heard from the people around me that there should be three or four, and another one came later, probably the entire Mingshan Battlefield. The major repairs have all rushed here. No matter how close they are, they can destroy the world with one shot, and we are already very close here, and we are in danger of being affected."

Liu Qinghuan said with emotion: "That's right, I don't know whose hands the fairy treasure will fall into in the end."

Nanxiu agreed and said: "It's hard to say, even if we win now, it's not the final result. The war season will end in another 2000 years, and we will still have to fight in the future!"

He lowered his head and took a look: "Hey, the person who got the fairy treasure has changed again. This time, the name of Daxiu has something interesting, it's called Guibugui."

(End of this chapter)