The trip to the forbidden land, the half-moon scene passed in a flash, Lin Ning was in it, he couldn't see the sunrise during the day, and he couldn't see the sunset at night, so he only thought silently in his heart, in the past half a month, don't say that the Jiuqu spiritual ginseng, the foundation building elixir, even ordinary medicinal herbs have not been encountered at all, and even living creatures have never seen a star.

The Black Heart Mountain is full of aura, but it is lifeless and lifeless, and what makes Lin Ning speechless is that since he left the stalagmite mountain and fell into the plain, he originally wanted to go with the imperial weapon, but before he released the wind plate, he had already lost his spirituality, turned into mortal iron, and fell to the ground no matter how he drove it, he was still motionless.

As a result, he had no choice but to bite the bullet, measure with his feet, and come on foot.

Walking in the vast land of the plains, his heart is hollow and extraordinary, lonely and lonely, and that glance is thousands of miles, except for the unchanging dark earth, is the dim yellow like the boundless night of the desolate sky.

It was like a huge picture scroll, splashed with ink, and his monotonous posture was like an insignificant drop of ink, which seemed even smaller in comparison.

Recalling the magnificent scenery he saw on the stalagmite mountain half a month ago, he still wondered if he was in a dream or unconsciously hit by some illusion.

It's not that he has a firm heart, different from ordinary people, and if he can't wait for this black-hearted mountain to collapse, he himself will go crazy first.

After walking for a long time, looking back at the strings of footprints, Lin Ning stopped, stopped and sighed, he wiped the sweat that had not been caused by fatigue for a long time, looked at the sky, and suddenly felt a great sense of powerlessness, such emptiness made it more difficult for him to fight than his physical fatigue.

Lin Ning smiled bitterly and muttered to himself: "The others who followed in are gone, didn't they fall?" Or am I being teleported to the wrong place at all? ”

At first glance, it seems that the second possibility is greater, the teleportation technique is inexplicable, not to mention the truth, the location where he was teleported into is also messy, there is no root to be found, he was sent in, now that he thinks about it, it is indeed possible.

Lin Ning only felt that one head and two were big, this ghost place was really annoying, he couldn't tell the direction, he couldn't recognize the time, he couldn't even use the most basic means of transportation, he couldn't wait for the place he was teleported to now was a dangerous place full of poisonous snakes and beasts, and he didn't want to stay here on the lifeless plain.

At least there are living creatures to be seen in that place, and some noise can be heard at the worst.

He sat down cross-legged with some discouragement, his own body was already walking with his tendons, those monks only knew how to cultivate magic and spiritual power, if you put aside spiritual power and spells, their body bones can be weaker than mortals in the secular world, and they are walking somewhere in this plain like him, how can they not die of exhaustion.

A monk, not killed by the magic weapon, destroyed by the mana, not lost by the fall, but because of exhaustion to death, I feel three points funny when I think about it.

He sat still for a moment, his gaze wandering aimlessly, but suddenly he noticed that there seemed to be a shadow shaking in the distance.

This shadow melted into the dark earth, and the light here was not good, Lin Ning couldn't see it clearly, even if he used his spiritual power to pay attention to the effect, it was still not much better, he secretly thought, his heart moved, and he quickly jumped up from the ground, ran wildly, and chased it with all his strength in the direction of the shadow shaking.

As far as he thought, staying in this ghost place for a long time without seeing living creatures and living people, he was afraid that sooner or later he would go crazy, although he didn't know whether the owner of the shadow was a human or a monster, he would go up and find out what was going on, and then talk about it, it was much better than a person.

He even had a trace of extravagant hope in his heart, "What if it's Mo Lian and Li Mingheng?" ”

Although the odds are slim, there is always some expectation.

The shadow was too far away from him, and it was fleeting, Lin Ning could only rely on his cognition, and probably identify the direction to chase after him, as for whether he could catch up, it was a matter of two words.

Feet are not like magic weapons!

At this moment, he used all the power of the Nine Palaces of Martial Arts Palm, and he walked like flying, although his speed was inferior to that of magic weapons, it was really not slow.

More than half an hour later, when Lin Ning got closer, he looked at the shadow and realized that it were two monks.

He was overjoyed, "His grandmother's has finally seen a living person, no matter which sect or sect it is, go up and say hello first." ”

Lin Ning ignored the pain in his ankle, and chased after him again.

Ahead, a man and a woman are side by side, the two are dressed very similarly, both are wearing a blue robe, and there is a delicate Xiaoding around their waists, the man's figure is a little burly, and the woman's posture is exquisite, petite and cute, these two Lin Ning naturally recognizes.

It was Fang Zhengliang and his little sister Yue Ming'er under the Qingxu Gate.

At this moment, Yue Ming'er's pretty face was worried, and the two willow eyebrows were also deeply wrinkled together, looking at its appearance, she was extremely dissatisfied, although the square beam did not show any impatience, but she was a little tired after a long time.

This is not surprising, the two of them are Taoist orthodox famous monks, since they were born, they only practiced the first-class immortal method, just breaking through the cultivation took them most of their time, even if they had time, they would definitely not deliberately exercise their physical bodies, which is like Lin Ning, not only cultivating the law, but also a rare secular martial arts master, and his physical strength is naturally higher than the two.

And where did the monk go, not flying to the heavens and the earth, a magic weapon? It is extremely convenient, and after many years, it has been overhauled like Nangong Wenjian, and it has not really landed and walked through it.

After being involved in this long time, Lin Ning can be a little uncomfortable, let alone them?

"Big brother."

Yue Ming'er suddenly stopped, called out, and said with extreme indignation: "Senior brother, how long did you say we have been gone!" There is not even a root grass in this hellish place, where did the elixir come from! ”

Fang Zhengliang was also embarrassed, when he and Yue Ming'er entered the cave, the place where they were teleported was far away, but fortunately, he had Qingxu Sect refining Ding as a guide before, and finally found the other party with great difficulty.

He sat down, shook his head and said, "Little junior sister, if you are tired, take a rest!" There is no life here, and as you said, there is not even grass, but I am afraid that the demon beasts are even more difficult to see, so it doesn't matter for a while. ”

Yue Ming'er was so angry that she stomped her feet again and again, and said rudely: "Senior brother, it's all your fault, it's all your fault, it's all your fault...... If you have returned from the mountain before, you may be able to find something in the stalagmite cave, which is good, the farther you go, it will be difficult to go back. ”

When Fang Zhengliang saw her appearance, he suddenly felt pity, and couldn't help but feel distressed: "How did senior brother know that this would be like this, alas, ......"

The more he spoke, the more powerless he felt, and suddenly, Fang Zhengliang suddenly burst out and shouted into the distance: "What person? ”

The sound passed by, and there was even a lingering sound, but where was there someone in the distance, Yue Ming'er didn't know when it was, and Fang Zhengliang had already sacrificed the magic weapon......