Chapter 65: Under the Abyss Mountain

"Got it?"

Jiang Feng, who was sitting not far from Fang Yihao, was also awakened by the changes in the other party's body at this moment, and looked over with envy in his eyes.

But I saw that Fang Yihao's whole body was shrouded in a brilliant holy light, as if there was an invisible Great Dao Law evolving something.

"Don't bother, don't alarm him. Ning Chuan spoke.

In this state, Fang Yihao probably realized something from the visions of the sages in the sky.

Jiang Feng nodded when he heard this, and then the two of them sat quietly and waited.

As time passed, I don't know how long it was, the vision of the sage above the sky gradually dissipated, but Fang Yihao was still immersed in that special state and did not wake up.

It lasted until the next morning, when Ning Chuan was leaning on a big tree and taking a nap, when suddenly a dull sound came into his ears, waking him up.

Looking around, I could only see that Fang Yihao's body exuded a majestic momentum, and his cultivation was actually at this moment, from the late stage of the Spirit Realm, to the level of the Ruins Realm in one fell swoop!

"Hoo ......"

In the end, Fang Yihao slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath, and saw that Ning Chuan and Jiang Feng were staring at him, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then asked, "How long have I been sitting here?"

"It's dawn, what do you say?" Ning Chuan smiled.

"Uh......"

Fang Yihao glanced at the sky, and saw that the sky was bright in the distance, and the morning sun was rising, so he reacted.

"How is it?, what did you feel?" Ning Chuan couldn't help but ask curiously.

The other party has realized the wonders, and even the cultivation has made a breakthrough, most of which is a lot of benefit.

"I've learned a sword technique, but I don't know how powerful it is. Fang Yihao spoke.

"The Sage Sword Technique, it shouldn't be simple, after I go back to Luoyun, you can study it well, maybe it can become one of your killer skills." Ning Chuan smiled.

Fang Yihao nodded, and then stood up, perhaps because he had been sitting for too long, he stretched his body, and his bones made a creaking sound.

"Where are we going now?"

In today's Tiansheng Garden, after the sage wonder disappeared last night, many people left here directly, and only Ning Chuan and the others stayed until the morning, and the three of them walked out along the gate all the way, Jiang Feng asked curiously.

Ning Chuan said, "I have something to do to go to the Liyuan Holy Land, are you waiting for me in the city, or are you going with me?"

"Liyuan Holy Land?" Jiang Feng was a little surprised when he heard this.

He is just a junior disciple in the Linghai Sect, and his knowledge and experience are limited, let alone the Holy Land, even some medium-sized sects, he is rarely able to come into contact with them.

Now that he heard that Ning Chuan was going to Liyuan Holy Land, he naturally had the idea of following the past to take a look.

"Why don't you go together?" Fang Yihao also spoke.

Obviously, he had never been to such a behemoth as the Holy Land, which was enough to dominate the Northern Underworld, and the world said that the Holy Land was the paradise that all cultivators in the world yearn for, and no matter the environment or all aspects, it was not comparable to ordinary sects, and he wanted to see it early in the morning.

Ning Chuan nodded, but he didn't mind the two of them following.

The three of them walked all the way in the direction of the city gate, and it was not until after leaving Ming City that Ning Chuan took out the Hongmeng Emperor's car.

From this place to the Yuan Holy Land, there is still a distance of more than ten miles, Ning Chuan is a mortal body after all, it is impossible to walk over on foot, that would be too wasteful of time, and he does not have that energy.

Under his leadership, Fang Yihao and Jiang Feng entered the emperor's car.

They were surprised to find that the space inside the emperor car was so huge, from the outside, they couldn't imagine that the inside of the emperor car was like this.

With the emperor's car as the driver, more than ten miles of land was just a blink of an eye, and in less than a moment, the three of them came to the front of the mountain gate of the Liyuan Holy Land.

The surrounding mountains are undulating and endless, and the Liyuan Holy Land is built on the highest peak among these mountains.

From the foot of the mountain, the whole holy place is shrouded in a hazy fog that makes it impossible to see the scene inside with the naked eye, and around the fog, there is a kind of rainbow rays of light, forming a kind of semicircle, making this paradise look like a fairyland on earth, which is fascinating.

"It is worthy of being a holy land, just the magnificence of this mountain gate is no longer comparable to that of Luoyun Sect. Ning Chuan couldn't help but speak.

However, he was not amazed by the mountain gate of this Liyuan Holy Land, after all, compared to Heavenly Court, Liyuan Holy Land was much more petty.

"At the foot of the abyss mountain, the idlers stopped. ”

The three of them came to the foot of the Liyuan Holy Land, and there were several disciples of Liyuan guarding here, all of them were some young female disciples, in terms of appearance and temperament, if they were placed among those small and medium-sized forces, they would definitely be regarded as superior.

This is the essence of a holy land, and ordinary disciples alone are not comparable to ordinary sects.

"If you want to report it, you will say that Luoyun Ningchuan is visiting. Ning Chuan smiled and said to these female disciples.

Several people glanced at each other, and then a female disciple who was the oldest, Mo You, who was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, walked out, "Wait a minute. ”

With that, she turned and walked away.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the female disciple returned, accompanied by a person.

That is also a woman, with a peerless demeanor and a touching style, and she is Mo Ziyi, the saint of the abyss who is peerless and famous.

"Ning Gongzi came from afar, Ziyi couldn't welcome him from afar, and asked for forgiveness. She was humble and polite, and walked in front of Ning Chuan with a little apology on her face.

Ning Chuan waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's okay, I haven't seen you for a few days, Miss Ziyi's demeanor is still the same." ”

"Liyuan Holy Maiden Mo Ziyi?"

Jiang Feng and Fang Yihao on the side were stunned.

Obediently, it turned out to be Mo Ziyi, the Holy Maiden of Liyuan, who came to greet her in person!

Looking at the whole world, apart from Ning Chuan, who else in the younger generation can have such an honor?

"These two are ......"

Mo Ziyi was stunned, and her beautiful eyes swept towards the two.

"It's my friend, I happened to meet them on the way here, and I plan to take them back to Luoyun to help plant flowers and plants. Ning Chuan said with a smile.

"Oh, that's really enviable, if Ziyi is not a saint, and she is also responsible for the development of Liyuan, maybe she also wants to stay by Ning Gongzi's side and help plant some flowers and plants. She smiled and spoke.

Verbally, it sounds like it's just a joke.

But Fang Yihao and Jiang Feng obviously saw a look of envy in her eyes.

How is this possible......

I don't want to do a good saintess, so I actually want to help Ningchuan plant some flowers and plants?

If I hadn't heard it myself, I'm afraid that neither of them would have dared to believe that this would be true.

When they thought of this, the two of them became even more curious about the so-called flowers and plants in Ning Chuan's mouth.

What kind of flower is that?

Even this beautiful and famous goddess of the abyss, rushed to plant?