Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 218 No worries about identity
"Oh, that's it." The soap-robed young man nodded in sudden realization, but he was still complaining in his heart. He didn't believe Yang Qian's reasons at all.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Lian, when I just came here, I heard that there are two strange monks who seem to have come from a very far away place, and even they themselves don't know why." Yang Gan suddenly changed the subject, Said to the young man in soap robe like this.

"Brother Yang Dao is not from Baiyang City, so he may not know anything about it. There is no need to make a fuss about this matter. The Tingtuo Desert outside Baiyang City was originally an area where space cracks frequently erupted. Strangers from thousands of miles away were often involved. He came from here." The soap-robed youth thought that there was another business to do, but he didn't expect it to be about space cracks.

After explaining a few words with some languid interest, he picked up the wine pot and filled two glasses of spiritual wine with a splash. The aroma of the wine was overflowing, ethereal and rich.

"Space crack?" Yang Qian frowned in fear, "Yang escaped from the desert outside the city for a few days before. Fortunately, he did not encounter such a terrifying thing."

"Hahaha, not only that, but even more than a hundred years ago, there was an ascended monk from the lower realm who was involved in a space crack and directly ascended to the Tingtuo Desert outside Baiyang City. He was seriously injured and his cultivation level even dropped. After coming down, fortunately, they were discovered by the deacons and elders of Guangxing Company, and were brought back to the city, and then sent to Guomengcheng to verify their identities, and were waiting to be picked up by senior Jin Tingwei of Tianyuan Divine City." After listening to Yang Gan's words, the young man in soap robe , seemed to have thought of something, and said with a laugh.

"Oh? There are actually ascended monks from the lower world who were involved in the cracks in space. It's interesting!" Yang Qian clapped his hands and laughed, and he and the young man in soap robe were exchanging cups and cups happily.

But his eyes flashed with an imperceptible light.

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the next day.

At the west gate of Baiyang City, Yang Qian walked out with an indifferent expression, then jumped into the air without looking back, instantly condensing a bright purple escape light, like a purple dragon leaping out of the sea, with momentum like a rainbow, breaking through the sea. Go away empty.

More than a month later.

Outside Guomeng City in the northwest, a purple escaping light fell, revealing Yang Gan's figure.

After glancing at the large ancient characters on the city gate, Yang Qian took a deep breath, raised his legs and walked in. He had already prepared for the worst for this trip.

If the aura from another world really exists, then the only option is to go to the human world to condense the Nascent Soul, but in this case, as long as you travel to the spirit world again, you will be directly hit by the two-color thunder tribulation.

Or, go to Tianyuan Divine City.

After all, Tianyuan City is completely in control of the Dust-Destroying Pill. With his cultivation in the Dan-formation stage, it is difficult to obtain it. As for the various tasks in Tianyuan City, it is a narrow escape. Even if Yang Gan holds the Gate of Heaven and Earth, he will not be able to obtain it. Dare to try.

Even if he survived by luck, if he accidentally discovered the secret of the Gate of Heaven and Kun, the loss outweighs the gain. I am afraid that the entire human and monster races, and even the spirit world, will have no place for him to survive.

Thoughts were surging in his heart. After Yang Gan stepped into the city, he glanced at a strange tower somewhere as if nothing had happened, and then started walking on the street next to him.

ten days later.

Outside Guomeng City, Yang Qian stopped and rose from the ground, turning into a dazzling purple rainbow light, heading east with lightning and thunder.

'There is no otherworldly atmosphere, the Gate of Qiankun did not disappoint me! '

In the escaping light high in the sky, Yang Qian's eyes were full of excitement, and he accelerated suddenly, leaping across a small forest in a few breaths.

In the cloudless sky, a purple rainbow pierced the sky, as bright as a shooting star. It was not until the light disappeared for a long time that a deafening thunder suddenly came out, which could not subside for a long time.Yang Qian stood in the light, his eyes flashing with excitement and expectation. He felt the whistling wind beneath him, and his consciousness spread out, as if he was looking for something.

After flying tens of thousands of miles, Yang Qian silently calculated the distance to the other cities, and his expression suddenly changed.

"The area is nice."

Suddenly, Yang Qian's body turned, and the escape light immediately changed its direction, like a big flying bird, heading vertically towards a mountain range below.

His speed was extremely fast, like lightning, cutting through the sky and heading towards the target.

The mountains below were getting closer and closer, and Yang Gan disappeared suddenly in the purple rainbow. When he reappeared, he was already standing on a bluestone about ten feet in diameter with his hands behind his back.

Yang Qian took a look and saw that the mountain stretches endlessly, and there is no one around. The mountain is full of vines, shrubs, and various stones are scattered here and there. He nodded in satisfaction:
"This place is good. The concentration of spiritual energy is acceptable. It is suitable for meditating and practicing here. The key point is that this place is far away from several surrounding cities. Ordinary monks disdain to come here, and body refiners generally do not travel through such small roads."

Condensing the Nascent Soul is Yang Qian's top priority. He is naturally unwilling to take risks in many human cities. After much consideration, he decided to try to advance in the barren mountains. After all, the spiritual world is so vast that it is unimaginable, even if it is One of the three realms in the human race, it is difficult for most low-level monks to overcome it in their lifetime.

With this thought in his mind, Yang Qian jumped off the bluestone lightly, like a swift bird and beast. After a few light jumps, he galloped towards the mountain peak.

In front of him, a dreamlike cliff carved by time and nature stood there. Countless vines and shrubs densely covered the cliff, like a natural barrier, blocking the prosperity of the world.

Yang Qian looked around for a few times, nodded with satisfaction, then took a deep breath, pointed his right hand into a sword, and pointed it at the cliff in front of him several times. In an instant, accompanied by clear thunder and lightning, a golden and blue light appeared. The shadow of the sword came in an instant and chopped down without mercy.

After the loud rumbling noises were heard one after another, a strong vibration made the ground tremble, as if the earth was about to crack.

After a cup of tea.

A stone cave dozens of feet deep suddenly emerged.

Dust was flying around the entrance of the cave, and gravel rolled down one after another. The cave was completely dark, and it was difficult for the naked eye to see through the entrance. However, under Yang Gan's consciousness, everything was invisible.

Yang Gan's figure swayed slightly, like a gust of wind, and disappeared suddenly and strangely at the entrance of the cave, entering three feet into the cave.

Then he punched the top of the cave with a backhand without hesitation, and immediately there was a rain of gravel at the entrance of the cave, and countless stones piled up outside.

The entrance to the cave was cleverly blocked, and the cave instantly fell into darkness.

However, Yang Gan didn't care about this, his face was extremely calm, as if he already knew it.

(End of this chapter)