Qin Tian only felt that his body was climbing at an incredible speed, more than a hundred times faster than his peak speed, so that his soul seemed to be left behind, and the whole person was dizzy.

The loss is only three breaths.

When Qin Tian came back to his senses, his feet had already changed to a surging sea of clouds.

"It's... This... This..."

Qin Tian couldn't speak well, his mouth was so wide open that he could almost stuff a fist.

Hell, did this fly to the stratosphere all of a sudden?

Do you want to exaggerate that?

Old man Zhao winked at him and said, "What's the matter?"

It's okay not to mention it, after he said this, Qin Tian's stomach really came with a surge like a river and a sea, and he almost vomited, and his eyes were not kind and said: "Believe it or not, I vomited on you?"

Old man Zhao patted his chest and pretended to be scared: "Yo, don't intimidate my old man, it won't be good if I push you down by mistake." Now you can't use half of your spiritual power!"

Qin Tian gritted his teeth and said, "Old bastard, count you ruthless!"

Old man Zhao didn't hear it, and with a wave of his hand, an auspicious cloud condensed under the feet of the two, creating a barrier against the wind, and then turned into a streamer and swept away.

Qin Tian sat down cross-legged and said curiously, "Where are we going?"

Old man Zhao replied casually: "North Pole!"

Qin Tian was stunned, and then said with an unkind look in his eyes: "Hey, hey, didn't you say that you were going to the Little Xuan Realm to rob the Protoss?"

Old man Zhao clasped his nostrils, didn't look at him properly, and said disdainfully: "You little hillbilly knows a fart! Anyway, wait for you to say a few words to me, so as not to be embarrassed!"

Qin Tian was immediately unconvinced, and snorted: "You old man still have face for me to lose?" I don't want to think about it, who was chased by Zhu Rong like his grandson a few days ago, and ran away?"

Old man Zhao also exploded all of a sudden, and slapped on the top of Qin Tian's head, almost not letting him fall and eat shit: "That turtle grandson even has his real body dispatched, I have to hurry up! Besides, it's obviously the basket you poked out, just ask my old man to help wipe his buttocks, and dare to say cool things?"

After he said this, Qin Tian was really a little embarrassed, but he still didn't want to give in, and said: "I let you run away from the beginning, didn't you have to stay and do it?" If you slaughtered him for dinner, wouldn't I be so guilty that I couldn't eat for a day?"

One old and one young, you say a word to me, and fight happily until both sides are a little dry-mouthed, and they are willing to give up.

Almost at about the same time, Old Man Zhao took Qin Tian and slowly lowered his figure.

The place where I was had been replaced by an endless land of ice and snow.

At this time, the North Pole is still in the polar night, looking up, only to see an extremely bright seven-colored tabernacle, hanging from the sky, the form is ever-changing, under the background of countless stars, it is magnificent.

This aurora can't be faked, it seems that it is indeed the North Pole.

Old man Zhao stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Qin Tian's eyes, and quipped, "Are you really scared?"

Qin Tian also blushed rarely, didn't refute it silently, and took the initiative to follow, thinking in his heart, whoever sees such an astronomical wonder for the first time will lose his mind.

Old man Zhao suddenly reminded: "Step on my footprints, if you get lost, I don't care about you!"

Qin Tian didn't see through the doorway, but he still did as he said.

Obviously it is a smooth snowfield, but the trajectory of the two is very tortuous, and they will change their direction once after a few steps, and occasionally even turn back in the direction when they go back and forth, which is extremely strange.

"Is the old guy having a cerebral convulsion?"

Qin Tian was stunned, but at this moment, the scene in front of him suddenly distorted, like a pool of water wrinkled by the spring breeze.

At the moment of the change, there were no waves on Old Man Zhao's face, obviously he should have expected this, so he didn't say hello, so he plunged in, and immediately stirred up a violent ripple, and his figure disappeared at once.

Qin Tian's eyes flashed, and he guessed that most of them were things like maze, so he hurriedly quickened his pace and followed.

"Bang la la"

It penetrated like a curtain of water, and the sound of gurgling water sounded in his ears, and the cold feeling spread from the top of his head to his heels, making Qin Tian can't help but have a layer of fine goosebumps.

The next moment, the scenery in front of me immediately changed.

A small town with a retro style appeared in front of Qin Tian's eyes.

What catches the eye is a small western-style building that is no more than three storeys high, scattered and follows a peculiar arrangement, giving the illusion of returning to the 80s of the last century.

Located in the polar region, the town is extremely lively, bustling with people, men, women and children.

There are mostly hot and yellow blood, and there is no shortage of blonde and blue-eyed Westerners, and even the dark-skinned and thick-lipped Kunlun slaves.

At first glance, there is nothing peculiar about this group of people, but in fact, they all have extremely good cultivation.

Cultivators, martial artists, supernatural ones...

The strength is roughly from the foundation building to the middle stage of Jindan, and there are even a few breaths, that is, even Qin Tian has not been able to see the depth, presumably it is the existence of the late stage of Jindan or even upward.

With Qin Tian's current cultivation, mixed in this group of people, he can only be regarded as the lowest scum.

He couldn't help but swallow his throat, lowered his voice, and asked Old Man Zhao, "What kind of place is this? Where are so many ruthless people?!"

Old Man Zhao disagreed, and said, "Although it is difficult to find seedlings with cultivation talents, it is impossible to stand up to cultivators to live long." Over time, the number is naturally considerable. ”

"What's more, they don't necessarily all belong to us."

"Huh, that's a bit chewy..."

Qin Tian was about to ask, but Old Man Zhao waved his hand at him and said, "I'll talk to you in detail later, I'll go to dredge up the relationship first, and you kid will go shopping by yourself first." When I'm done with my business, I'll go looking for you. ”

"Remember, don't mess with me anymore..."

After that, the figure blurred for a while, and it was completely gone.

"It's so irresponsible..."

Qin Tian muttered and walked towards the most lively part of the town.

This place should be regarded as the commercial area of the small town, with wide streets and paved with large bluestone slabs, which have been polished to a shiny finish by countless passers-by over the years.

There are many shops on both sides, including a blacksmith shop that specializes in tailoring spiritual soldiers for cultivators, a treasure house that sells all kinds of recycled magic weapons, a medicine store that sells elixirs and spiritual herbs, and a bookstore that sells and sells martial arts books.

The streets are full of shouting and selling, and the market is full of taste.

Qin Tian felt fresh, and he had nothing to do anyway, so he browsed all the shops along the way, and no one saw him bully him because of his low cultivation.

Although the weight of foundation building is not heavy, it is not easy to obtain such cultivation at a young age.

This kind of person is either the heir of the family hero, or the leader who came out of the academy, and none of the backers behind him are easy to mess with.

What's more, the businesses in the town all uphold the concept of harmony and wealth, and there is no reason to conflict with people at every turn.