The World’s Male Repairs Are All Furnace Tripods

Su Hanjin took out the clothes from the jade bracelet and wrapped them up. After putting them on, he started to look around.

The divine consciousness here is restricted, and she can see only a hundred meters away, surrounded by grassy mud and algae, which is gloomy and looks very strange. Su Hanjin took a few steps forward cautiously, and then she saw something familiar.

The Lost Forest-Boundary Monument.

Is this the lost forest? Is it real or illusion? If it is true, what powerful power is it that can make her suddenly transfer from the Profound Sky Sword Gate to the Lost Trail Forest without realizing it.

Above the boundary monument, there was blood gurgling out, the strong **** aura made Su Hanjin frown, and the lifeless aura from the boundary monument made her feel uncomfortable. This is Lin Neilin, the lost trace, she is within the boundary. Su Hanjin was about to leave and go to the outer forest first, but she found that the line was clearly right in front of her, right at her feet, but she couldn't cross it anyway.

"Be careful!" a familiar voice called, Su Hanjin turned her head and saw Xuan Qing and Zi Lingyun leap over. After Xuan Qing came over, he picked up Su Hanjin and stepped back several feet before saying: "Don't get close to the monument to the soul of the town."

"Are you here too?" Su Hanjin asked.

"Well, I was talking to the boss at the time, and suddenly I felt that my eyes were blurred and the environment was blurred. When I looked again, I was already here." Xuan Qing clenched a fist in one hand and coughed a few times at the chin. Then he said: "After I got here, I saw Zi Lingyun."

Holding Lingyun Beast in her arms, Zi Lingyun frowned and said, "I wasn't in the same place with Xiaoyun. When I first came over, it appeared at my feet."

"Let's find it. Maybe the people who were trapped in the Forest of Mistakes have returned." Xuan Qing raised her head and glanced at the night sky above her head. The moon was big and round. A dark red color appeared from it, just like this monument to the soul, with blood oozing out from the moon. The moonlight that was spilt turned into a weird red.

Ten thousand years ago, on the night of the full moon, the cultivation sect here in Lost Forest disappeared without a trace. That cultivation sect also had monks in the late stage of the integration. Because it was too long, he didn't know the specific day. The record only vaguely said that it was autumn, but now. It also happens to be late autumn. Xuan Qing had a bad premonition in her heart, but at this moment, as an elder, he naturally couldn't panic.

"Go along the boundary line first, when I teleported over. It was also near the boundary line."

The three of them moved forward along the boundary line. After walking a few steps, Su Hanjin looked back and glanced at the boundary monument that was soaked in blood. Suddenly she felt extremely nervous, and her heart thumped. At the same time, her brain was lacking oxygen, as if an invisible hand tightened her neck.

"Uncle Xuan Jin!"

"Xuan Jin!"

Zi Lingyun pulled Su Hanjin a hand, which made her feel calm, her face pale. Her lips were no longer bloody. Seeing that both of them were looking at her caringly, Su Hanjin's lips moved, and said slowly: "It's okay, I just think the monument to the soul of the soul looks very strange."

Not only weird, but also terrifying. Just that glance had already made her a cold sweat.

The three of them didn't go far before they saw another. The man threw himself on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. When he got closer, Xuan Qing said: "It's alive." He took the shot and turned the man over. Su Hanjin found out that this man was Wu Weibing.

"Injured? It doesn't look like it." Zi Lingyun stepped on Wu Weibing with her toes, and saw that his lips moved and he turned and lay on his side.

"Sleep?" Zi Lingyun said in astonishment. She was about to wake people up when she heard Xuanqing said: "Wait."

In fact, monks rarely have extravagant sleep. They usually rest by meditating to adjust their breath and recharge their energy. They sleep like a dead pig, and they don't. But the world is full of surprises. Xuan Qingnianji is even more knowledgeable, and he vaguely feels that this person's sleep is different from what everyone usually thinks.

"This should be the dream technique, the Taoism practiced in dreams." Xuan Qing frowned and said: "Practicing such Taoism must be in an extremely safe place. Under heavy restrictions, there is a place called Soul Yin in the Leyin Gate. Gu, there is a forbidden place in the Leyin Gate, a place where their monks retreat and practice, and it is also a place where they can sit down and fall. Ten thousand years ago, Leyin Gate once had a great power and entered the sea of ​​clouds. Before, numerous barriers were set up in the Soul Sound Valley, no one can break. If this person is cultivating in that forbidden area, then the strength of this mysterious power..." Xuan Qing sighed heavily, only feeling extremely heavy.

...

Wu Weibing is still dreaming.

His dreaming technique was found in a seated corpse in the Soul Sound Valley, and that inheritance made him extremely happy, and he couldn't wait to practice it. He has defeated many powerful enemies, and he has been greatly improved in his dreams, but at this time, the enemy in his dreams is Su Hanjin. He is a bow, he is a hunter hidden in the jungle, but hidden among the leaves, facing the figure holding the sword, he can't draw the bow or shoot the arrow.

Wu Weibing's forehead was already sweating, and the reaction in the dream also appeared in reality.

"Is he crazy?" Su Hanjin turned to ask Xuan Qing, seeing the struggling expression and sweat on his face.

"I don't know much about the dreaming art. I only know that this Dao art is very powerful after it is completed. It can make the opponent enter a dream instantly during a fight, which makes people unpredictable. Maybe when I have not practiced it, my Dao heart is unstable. It’s also possible to be swallowed by a dream, and you will never come out in a dream."

"Can't wake him up?"

"No, you can only rely on him." Xuan Qing said, "He is in a dream at this time, and we can't control him anymore. Let's go first."

This person was also extremely lucky. When he was practising this mysterious Taoist technique, he was even teleported to the Lost Trail Forest. Xuan Qing shook his head. When he was about to move on, he saw Su Hanjin take out a black shuttle. Drag the man onto Black Shuttle.

"Let's go."

Seeing this, Xuan Qing didn't say much, and walked ahead silently. The ignorant is fearless. At this time, Su Hanjin and Zi Lingyun are still very calm, and he doesn't want to say anything to worry them, but he knows that maybe they will disappear completely in the sea world like the cultivation school tens of thousands of years ago. Turned into blood oozing from the boundary monument.

Such a mysterious power does not belong to the Canghai Realm at all, and they are unable to resist.

The three of them walked forward for a while, and soon they met someone again. This time, not one, but a group of people.

Jin Zhongliang is walking ahead. When Su Hanjin saw Jin Zhongliang, her eyelids jerked.

Jin Zhongliang has already broken through and entered the realm of distraction! And now, she is only out of the seventh floor, or she has only risen a little after double cultivation with Jiang Yunya. You know, she was already on the sixth floor before and was able to touch the edge of the seventh floor.

In the Canghai Realm, the most obvious dividing line for practice is the middle stage of out of orifice. It is already very difficult to upgrade in the later stage of out of orifice. However, Jin Zhongliang, like a myth, broke one record after another. He is not thirty years old now, and he is a genius who has never been in the Canghai Realm in the distraction period when he is less than thirty years old.

And she, ** Heart Sutra is a complete conspiracy, continue to practice, she can't imagine what terrible things will happen, whether it will be easier to be discovered by the demon of the Xiaoyao Sect. However, without practicing, her advancement is incredibly slow, even unimaginably slow. Even if it is a double cultivation method, it is the same. Compared with Jin Zhongliang's superb speed, it is a huge difference.

That mental method is a trap set by the Immaculate Conception, allowing them to quickly level up by inhaling Yang Yuan and inhibiting other cultivation methods. Perhaps this is the way to make the final human medicine more pure? Apart from this, Su Hanjin can't think of any other reasons.

Next to Jin Zhongliang was the Huaxian Music of Le Yinmen. She first glanced at Xuan Qing and the others, and then she saw Wu Weibing.

Huaxian Music Liu's eyebrows wrinkled, and she took a step forward, "Thank you fellow daoists for helping to take care of the evildoers." Wu Weibing knew that she had never learned the art of dreaming, but she had never learned the art of dreaming. There were also detailed records, so she understood her heart and thanked Xuan Qing, and then she wanted to bring Wu Weibing to her side.

Su Hanjin's heart is unhappy, but at this moment, she also knows how weird it is to be in this Lost Trail Forest. If she wants to get out alive, she has to rely on Jin Zhongliang's big killer. Therefore, with a move of her finger, the black shuttle carries Wu. Wei Bing moved forward and stopped at Huaxianle's feet.

At this time, Jin Zhongliang's eyes changed, and he jumped to her in one step. Su Hanjin frowned first, then took a half step back after a while. Although her face was expressionless, her heart was extremely shocked. She was careless!

She seldom refines magic weapons, and the flying magic weapons have shoddyly made a few banana leaves. Since then, she has always been flying with swords. Therefore, she directly took out the black shuttles that she used to come to the camel to see Jin Zhongliang’s expression. He was very impressed with that black shuttle. Although she used Black Shuttle frequently, she had never used it in front of Jin Zhongliang before, because that Black Shuttle was Mei Niang's magic weapon for becoming famous.

Jin Zhongliang fixed his eyes on the black shuttle, and after a while, he raised his head and looked at Su Hanjin with a torch. "Sword Gate of the Sky, Supervisor of the Palace of Xuan Jin, do you know Qing Mang Mountain..." He paused and said: " Magic Xiu Mei Niang."

This black shuttle was re-trained, and there was no devilish energy on it. Although there are not many flying magic weapons like Black Shuttle in Qingmang Mountain, it is not the only one. However, at this time, thinking of her swordsmanship and sword intent, and even her name, Jin Zhongliang felt that he had to confirm it.

Jin Zhongliang greeted Su Hanjin, and then asked: "Senior Xuanjin, what is the relationship with Qingmangshan sword repairing Su Hanjin."

Xuan Qing snorted coldly, "Are you going to ask Mei Niang or what brocade? What can the people of the lower realm of Qingmang Mountain have to do with my disciple?"

Jin Zhongliang glanced at him and replied earnestly: "Su Hanjin was born again in the body of Mo Xiu Mei Niang, she is an old friend of mine."