Cultivation Begins From The Desert

Chihu Mountain Oasis.

When Zhou Yang put away the "Little Five Elements Lost Array" that was used to hide his tracks, Yu Jian flew into the sky, and the three Jindan monks in the sky quickly found him and flew towards him on the clouds. .

"Which family's foundation-building cultivator are you? Do you know what happened to Chihu Mountain?"

The three Jindan monks fled to Zhou Yang on a cloud, and before Zhou Yang could pay homage to pay homage, Cao Wenjin asked him anxiously. As for why he knew that Zhou Yang was not a Huangshamen monk, it was very simple. As a Huangshamen Jindan monk, he had seen all the foundation-building monks in the sect. With the memory ability of a Jindan monk, it was impossible. There is a situation where you can't recognize someone after meeting each other.

As for Zhou Yang, although he has never seen Cao Wenjin or been to Huangshamen's patriarchal hall, but as the patriarch of Huangshamen's vassal Xiuxian family, Cao Wenjin, the contemporary guardian of Huangshamen, will certainly not be without a portrait. Seen.

So now when he heard Cao Wenjin's question, he hurriedly saluted and said, "Reporting to the ancestors, the junior is not very clear about the specific situation, but when the junior was recuperating in the distance and waiting for rescue, he suddenly sensed a monstrous wave of demonic energy from the sky. It came from Chihu Mountain, and the younger generation was deterred by its power, and dared not rashly approach to check the situation!" "Demon Qi fluctuations? That seems right, it is indeed the devil of the **** ghost who has shot, and the devil has always liked it. Attacking and wounding people with bullying and thieves, 80% of Daoyou Jiang was killed by his sneak attack!"

"Qingyang Taoist" nodded slightly, and immediately expressed his opinion.

After he finished speaking, he lifted his hand and took out the bronze oil lamp. At this time, the silver light above the oil lamp was still shining. Obviously, the **** ghost had not yet escaped the sensing range of this magic weapon.

"Old Dao will cast a spell to find the whereabouts of the devil. This time, no matter where the devil escapes, Lao Dao must beat him to the core!"

As the old Taoist priest in Tsing Yi said in his mouth, he cast a mana on the bronze oil lamp, urging the magic weapon to find the whereabouts of the **** ghost. Under the urging of the old Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, the "Soul-Inducing Lamp" suddenly flickered slightly, and then the light tilted against the wind to the west.

"I found it, the devil is moving east!"

The old Taoist priest in Tsing Yi had a look of joy on his face, and after he let out a cry, he threw his sleeves and released a cyan flying boat with a sparkling azure light. With a movement, he fell into the flying boat, and then greeted Cao Wenjin and the two: " The two fellow Daoists should get on the flying boat of Lao Dao first, otherwise you may not be able to keep up with the speed of Lao Dao!"

"Then there is fellow Daoist Lao Qingyang."

Cao Wenjin and "Master Jinguang" looked at each other and jumped into the flying boat with good devotion.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang, whose sword was hanging in the air, thought he had nothing to do with him, and was about to say something congratulatory.

Unexpectedly, the "Qingyang Daoist" on the flying boat flashed light in his eyes at this time, and suddenly looked at him and said, "Little friend come up too, maybe there will be a place for little friend to be useful at that time."

After he finished speaking, he didn't care whether Zhou Yang agreed or not, he directly shot a mana to bring Zhou Yang to the flying boat, and then directly drove the flying boat into a blue light and flew westward away from the Chihu Mountain Oasis.

"What is the meaning of Daoist Qingyang? Not to mention that this kid is injured now, even if his cultivation is only the second floor of the foundation building, the **** ghost can kill him with a single breath!"

On the blue flying boat, Cao Wenjin glanced at Zhou Yang, who was pale and looked at him pitifully, and finally couldn't help but ask "Qingyang Daoist" voice transmission.

It's not that he was really moved by Zhou Yang's pitiful eyes and moved his heart of compassion, but he really couldn't understand why "Qingyang Taoist" had to bring a mere second-floor cultivator like Zhou Yang. , would like to know the purpose of it.

"Old Daoist can't answer Cao Daoyou now. Maybe the old Daoist thought too much, but in order to be safe, the old Daoist thinks it is necessary to bring this little Daoist friend!"

The old Taoist priest in Tsing Yi shook his head with a secret expression on his face, and refused to reveal the reason why he brought Zhou Yang.

Seeing this, Cao Wenjin was very curious, but he couldn't ask any more questions.

But he didn't do anything, only to see that the white jade in his hand was a little more wishful, and a blue light fell on Zhou Yang, and then looked at the pale Zhou Yang and said slowly:

"This old man's [Qinghua Profound Spiritual Spell] can help you recover from internal injuries, and here is a [Three Treasures Yun Shendan] that can help you recover your lost blood and vitality."

"You don't have to worry too much. With your little cultivation base, it is impossible for fellow Qingyang Daoist to let you participate in the battle of destroying demons!"

"Furthermore, even if you are unfortunately sacrificed in the battle to destroy the demon this time, this old man will keep his promise to add another foundation pill to your family, and your family will not be let down."

After speaking, he threw the so-called "Three Treasures Yun Shendan" to Zhou Yang, and then closed his eyes and rested just like the "Golden Light Master" beside him.

When Zhou Yang heard what he said, he was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother.

He managed to escape from the two "Golden Winged Thunder Eagles" with great difficulty, but he didn't expect to fall into the wolf's den before he left the tiger's den.

Cao Wenjin speaks nicely now, but considering the fact that he never asked his name from beginning to end, we know how credible what he is saying now.

The cyan flying boat galloped at a speed of thousands of miles per hour, so fast that ordinary people looked up from the ground and could only see a fleeting cyan streamer.

Zhou Yang on the flying boat had a mourning face, like a prisoner heading to the execution ground.

When others are in the foundation stage, if they can sit and chat with the Jindan stage cultivator, it will really be a matter of life.

But his life is likely to end prematurely. Do you think he can have a good face?

Foundation Establishment and Gold Core, the difference is not only the cultivation of the two great realms, but also the difference between heaven and earth in terms of status.

At the beginning, Xiao Bufan wanted him to stay in Chihu Mountain to serve, and he had to tell him the facts, reason, and use threats and intimidation.

However, when "Qingyang Daoist" and cultivators of the Golden Core period like Cao Wenjin wanted to requisition him, they were too lazy to find even the simplest excuse.

Whether Zhou Yang is willing or against it, he cannot change any of their decisions.

What is domineering?

This is domineering!

Jindan stage monks have a thousand years of life, and their status in the world of practice is like that of princes and princesses in the realm of mortals, while foundation-building stage monks are just sesame petty officials who have just entered the rank.

The two sides seem to be within the same system, but in fact the status is very different, but it is the difference between heaven and earth.

The prince and princess have an order, a mere sesame official, can you refuse? Dare to refuse?

Therefore, although Zhou Yang's heart was full of anger and grievance at the moment, he could only keep his head down, biting his mouth and not dare to scold.

It's cool to swear at this time, but the consequence is that I'll be slapped to death like a fly, leaving no bones left.

He still has a long life to live, but he doesn't want to bury his own life just because he is happy for a while.

After biting his mouth and holding his breath for a long time, he finally endured the bad anger in his heart, then opened the pill bottle given by Cao Wenjin and poured it out and swallowed it.

"Three Treasures Yun Shendan" came from the hands of Cao Wenjin, a cultivator of the Jindan stage. Of course, it was not an ordinary elixir, but a third-order high-grade elixir.

The Three Treasures correspond to Essence, Qi, and Spirit, respectively. The "Three Treasures Accumulating Divine Pill" can not only replenish blood and qi, but also heal the wounds on the soul.

After Zhou Yang took this elixir, he not only replenished 70% to 80% of the blood essence and blood consumed by the "Blood Boiling Technique", but also healed all kinds of internal injuries on his body.

It's just that the efficacy of this pill is more effective than all the healing pills he had taken before.

While he was refining the medicinal pills to recover from his injuries, the blue flying boat had already flown tens of thousands of miles and stopped outside a desolate oasis in the vast sand sea.

"Well, here is..."

On the flying boat, "Master Jinguang" looked strangely at Cao Wenjin with an ugly face next to him, hesitating to say anything.

"Master Qingyang" couldn't help frowning when he saw this scene, looked at the two and asked, "What? Is there something wrong here?"

"Fellow Daoist Qingyang is not from our boundless sand sea cultivation world, it's normal if you don't know about it~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Cao Wenjin glanced at the "Master Jinguang" with a strange expression, and then looked at the desolate building in front of him with complex eyes. The oasis of the oasis said in a deep voice: "One thousand seven hundred years ago, this place was also the gate of a practice sect. Later, my Huangsha Sect had a conflict with this practice sect. The senior monks used the strength of the whole sect to go on an expedition here, and finally narrowly won. Its annihilation! "

"In that battle, the spiritual veins of this oasis were completely destroyed. Most of the millions of mortals died because of this battle, plus the thousands of monks who died in the battle. After the battle, this place became the boundless sand sea and immortal world. The rare place of resentment has long been designated as a forbidden place by my Huangshamen, and other monks are forbidden to know and approach!"

Hearing Cao Wenjin say this, not only "Qingyang Daoist" frowned, but Zhou Yang, who heard the news for the first time, was also shocked.

"More than 1,700 years ago? Could it be that this place was the yin puppet sect that almost destroyed Huangshamen?"

He remembered the classics he had read, and with a move, he immediately understood which sect of practice Cao Wenjin was talking about.

Speaking of which, this sect has some origins with him. The puppet beast refining method he is learning now is the unique magic weapon of the "Yin Puppet Sect".

"Land of Resentment? No wonder the devil of the Blood Nether chooses to escape here!"

"Qingyang Daoist" muttered to himself with his brows furrowed, his face suddenly solemn. I saw him looking at the oasis in front of him with a dignified expression, and then suddenly said to Zhou Yang: "You just wait outside here and don't walk around, otherwise something happens, don't blame Laodao for not reminding you."

After he finished speaking, he nodded to Cao Wenjin and "Master Jinguang" and said, "Two fellow Daoists, the Dao of Exorcism and Defender is today. As long as you can kill the **** ghost, I will give you a generous gift from the old Daoist!"