Knowing the current situation, the disciples on the flying boat all began to meditate and cultivate. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info cultivated a little higher, the muscles and veins will be a little wider, and you will be able to take one more step forward.

The cultivation place with a strong aura was once dreamed of by many people, but now it has become water that will boil frogs to death. These auras are like gradually rising water temperatures, and when one day the auras are so strong that they can't move them, they will be greeted by an explosion and death.

More and more monks traveled north, and every hour someone returned from the flying boat. By the time they were about to enter the sphere of influence of the Hehuan Sect, they could already see flying boats full of monks heading north or west.

Tianying Zhenjun immediately made a decision and ordered An Ping Zhenren to lead the following disciples of Jin Dan to return to Fuguang immediately. An Ping Zhenren carried the jade slip written by Tianying Zhenjun and drove a few flying boats back alone.

There were only more than a dozen Jindan monks who came out this time, and the speed of changing a small flying boat was several times faster than that of the big flying boat. After going forward for more than half a day, I met the flying boat returning from Baihemen. As with the choice made by the Fuguang faction, they also sent back the Zhuji disciples and sent them to the Jindan monks and Yuanying monks instead.

The further south you go, the richer the aura becomes. When they reached the territory of the Hehuan Sect and were about to reach the land of the cangwu, the aura was already so dense that it condensed into a state of mist, and the wisps were swirling with the breeze. The snow-capped mountains in the distance were shrouded in a piece of spiritual light, but they had a bit of a fairyland.

Wu Niang has evolved and cannot squat on Su Jinge's shoulders. However, he was short, so he had to squeeze at the front of the bow and look around.

Several monks in the early stages of Jindan had already begun to meditate and transform the aura that could not stop drilling into their bodies.

Wu Niang walked around the flying boat and opened her mouth to say, "Master, shouldn't even the Jindan monks be able to get close to the snow mountain?" ”

As soon as the words fell, several eyes fell on Wu Niang's body together.

Xue Yu sneered and said, "If you don't speak, everyone can't remember that you are a crow." ”

Wu Niang has always bullied the soft and feared the hard, and when she saw that it was Xue Yu who spoke, she even lost the courage to be scared. Not to mention the strength, it has also turned into a good skin. Wu Niang looked at Xue Yu's slender legs, thin and powerful back, satin-like silver hair and handsome face, and then looked down at her short legs, and suddenly lost interest in speaking.

Wu Niang was only quiet for a moment, and then couldn't help frowning: "It smells of rotting corpses." ”

The breeze on the tip of the nose was still sweet, mixed with the smell of some earth. But the Golden Crow has always hated dark and rotting things. Tianying Zhenjun glanced at Wu Niang, and lowered the height of the flying boat a lot. After a while, the wind carried a hint of corpse stench.

Gradually, scattered corpses began to appear on the ground. As the ship progressed, there were more and more corpses, and the color of the earth changed from earthy yellow to mottled black and red.

There were many flying boats parked in the air, and Tianying Zhenjun leaned towards the nearest one.

This small flying boat is marked with the emblem of the Shushan Sword Sect, and several Jindan monks sit on the flying boat. The boat was driven by a long-haired monk from the late stage of Jindan, and when he saw Tianying Zhenjun leaning over, he saluted reluctantly: "Junior Wen Xi has seen Tianying Zhenjun. ”

Tianying Zhenjun saw that his face was pale, and with a flick of the sleeves of his robe, he brought a soft wind to support him, and did not let him salute completely. "What's going on here?"

Wen Xi is truly humane: "The cultivation of the juniors is too low, so I have to wait here." If the aura continues to rise, the juniors will also have to evacuate here. ”

Tianying Zhenjun pointed to the mottled earth and the corpses on the ground, and asked, "Who are these?" ”

Wen Xi is really humane: "The Shushan Sword Sect is far away from here, and the juniors and others only arrived the day before yesterday. These are said to be the monks who had cultivated again before and died due to the fact that the spiritual energy was too late to be transported, leaving only these blood stains. When the aura in this place was not so strong, the disciples of the three sects of Hehuan, Baihua, and Tianyin, who were the first to arrive, fought with the Rebels here for several days. After that, the aura suddenly became rich, and those who rebelled against the heavens didn't know what method they had used, but they were all unharmed. Most of the disciples of those three sects were ....... ”

Wen Xi Zhenren's words did not continue, but everyone understood. For a while, the atmosphere became even more gloomy.

Tianying Zhenjun turned his head and nodded at a Jindan disciple, "Yunchen, you stay here and take care of all the junior disciples." ”

Yunchen Zhenren responded: "The disciple understands. ”

Chonghua Zhenjun stopped Tianying Zhenjun and said: "Senior Brother Tianying, there is no Yuanying monk left here, if there is a change, everyone will inevitably be in chaos." Besides, Senior Brother Tianying drove all the way, so it was better to rest for a while. ”

Tianying Zhenjun glanced around and said, "Mingxin stayed behind to take care of everyone. ”

Chonghua Zhenjun smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Tianying's cultivation is higher than Chonghua, and even higher than Jinge, but this snow-capped mountain must be a farther place for our master and apprentice." ”

Tianying Zhenjun only looked at Chonghua Zhenjun and frowned silently. Chonghua Zhenjun's face did not change in any way, as if he was talking about the saltiness of the food.

"Okay."

Tianying Zhenjun's tone was still hard, and after spitting out the word "good", he didn't say a word more, and sat down to breathe by himself.

Chonghua Zhenjun didn't care, and took Xue Yu to step on Jasper Xiao and go to the snow mountain. Su Jinge picked up Wu Niang and followed.

Ninefold Shaohua, temper the muscles and veins nine times before building the foundation. I have paid nine times more time than others, and naturally I have gained nine times more tenacious than ordinary people.

The aura became more and more dense with the height of the snow-capped mountain, and there was no need to actively absorb those aura to the body. Most of them are transformed by self-running exercises, and the lower part of them is not a threat for a moment because the tendons and veins are wide and tough enough.

Chonghua Zhenjun's speed paused, and he continued to march.

"Master?"

"Have you ever felt the aura of those monks change a little bit compared to just now?" Chonghua Zhenjun paused and laughed again, "Blessings and misfortunes." ”

This smile is different from the past, and it actually carries a hint of mockery.

Su Jinge didn't notice the changes in the aura around him, and at this moment, he released his divine sense to pay attention, only to notice that every once in a while, one or two of those breaths would change, either from the early stage of Jindan to the middle stage of Jindan, or from the middle stage of Jindan to the late stage of Jindan.

Su Jinge said: "If the speed of refinement can catch up with the speed of the growth of aura concentration, it will not be a blessing. ”

It's just that that hope is almost slim. There may not be one out of ten thousand. For many more, it is a scourge in the cloak of blessings.

As he spoke, he saw several Yuanying monks meditating halfway up the mountain. In the blink of an eye, the two flew past them.

Su Jinge turned his head to look at them, and then took out the plum branch from the space, "Master, this plum branch magic weapon was originally intended to be given as a congratulatory gift when you advanced. At the moment, I can't say that the next moment the master will advance. It's better to give it now. ”

The plum branch swept through the air, and with a cold fragrance that seemed to be nothing, it fell into the hands of Chonghua Zhenjun.

Chonghua Zhenjun looked at the plum branch, and a familiar smile of Su Jinge's lips was stretched again, "I like it very much for the teacher." It's just that it feels a little unlucky to give gifts at this time. But I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to send it out? ”