252 Digging crazy

Elder Wei Yinfeng's newly married double monk Yuan Yuan'er was actually taken away by a man!

The man who snatched Yuan Yuan'er turned out to be her ex-lover Qi Zhonglone!!

Good things don't go out and the anecdotes spread thousands of miles, these insider stories are first known only to the high-level elders, but Wei Yinfeng has a withdrawn personality, there are many elders who don't deal with him, and the elders have disciples and descendants, maybe intentionally or unintentionally, this unbelievable news is like having wings, and it gradually spreads in the cultivation world, and even the disciples at the bottom know it clearly.

"Tsk, I heard that Elder Wei's newly married lady is a man?"

"Cut, what's so strange about a man marrying a man, the key is that the man is Qi Zhonglone, the first scum in the cultivation realm!"

"What, didn't Qi Zhongliao be known as a merry chivalrous warrior before, there are countless female cultivators who have ambiguous affairs with him, why did he become the first scum again, and he also took it away from his own woman?"

"Maybe Qi Zhonglonely likes women too much, so he just wants to be a woman himself!"

"I don't know if a woman's body and a man's soul are more exciting when you double cultivate?"

Seeing that these monks were getting more and more outrageous, Xu Zhanming walked through the middle with a dry cough, and there was a sudden silence around him, and Tong Xiaoye squatted on his shoulder and giggled.

"Everyone's associations are so rich!"

"You seem to be happy?"

"Nonsense, don't you think it's funny?"

Xu Zhanming glared and said depressedly: "It was originally very funny, but this rumor has brought a series of changes, so it is not so funny." ”

"What's changing? Will it affect our freedom of movement? ”

"Elder Wei Yinfeng said that there are fewer and fewer spirit stones coming out of the Spirit Land over the years, and he wants to go and find out in person!"

"What. Doesn't he want to concentrate on guarding his wife and raising a baby, how can he choose to go to the land of no souls at this time? Tong Xiaoye was startled, a little unable to believe his ears.

"You are a pig, if someone asks him every day whether his wife is a man or a woman, how does it feel to sleep, and even some people suspect that the child in Yuan Yuan'er's womb is not his, do you think he can still guard his wife and children's hot kang head with peace of mind?"

Tong Xiaoye obediently closed his mouth.

It seems that Wei Yinfeng couldn't stand the harassment and chose to go out to hide, and the place of no spirit is obviously the best excuse, it is 108,000 miles away from the cultivation realm, and any news can be completely ignored.

So much so that Tong Xiaoye's itinerary was also rapidly advanced, and the plan he thought of didn't have time to be implemented. I don't know how Yuan Yuan'er ended. Did Qi Zhongliao choose to hide in the Qiankun Mirror and never be born?

But she didn't have time to care about these anymore, Wei Yinfeng said to go, and her movements were as fast as flying, and the double cultivation ceremony of the head Fei Peng was not over yet. Tong Xiaoye had already stepped on the giant teleportation array heading to the Spiritless Land.

Time flies.

Revisit. Tong Xiaoye felt a lot of emotion.

100 years have passed. For the high-ranking monks, it is just a short retreat, but for the body cultivation in the land of no spirits, it may be the distance between life and death. Many of the former friends no longer exist zài, and a qiē is like a vicissitudes of life.

Looking at the endless sea of magma under his feet, Tong Xiaoye was a little distracted.

Today's soulless land is very different from before she left, the bottom of Yuntian Peak is surrounded by the boundless magma ocean, there are huge waves rushing into the sky from time to time above the magma sea, and the mountain peak in the distance has become a forbidden place in the eyes of everyone, she once climbed the north slope of Yuntian Peak to pick the Blood Luo Fruit, and now the Blood Luo Fruit is already sky-high in the cultivation realm.

Even Yun Tianfeng, which was once as straight as a knife into the sky, has also changed, and there is a huge crack in the center of the peak, like a moat, splitting the two caps straightly.

Tong Xiaoye remembered that it was the traces left by Ling Jue who got out of trouble.

"Hey, what are you thinking?"

Xu Zhanming's palm waved in front of her eyes, Tong Xiaoye shook his red hair, and turned into a human form in a blink of an eye: "I'm remembering the past." ”

"If there is anything to think about in the past, people should look forward."

"There is no past, how can there be a present." Tong Xiaoye smiled faintly, waved goodbye to him, and before he could react, he disappeared between the rolling magma.

Xu Zhanming was holding a flying sword with a high-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, and the surprise in his eyes flashed.

Where did this girl get so many high-level magic weapons, it's just a treasure rabbit!

However, what does she mean by dropping the magic weapon of the Shining Man?

When you're a child, can you just throw a toy and pass it away?

Xu Zhanming's round eyes glared, and the sword flew into the sky above the magma, and it was fiery red as far as the eye could see, and nothing could be seen clearly, the little girl's goose-yellow clothes sank into the rolling magma, and became an invisible point, which was gradually impossible to find.

Unable to call back the girl, Xu Zhanming roared angrily, put away his sword and left helplessly.

With such a scorching magma, even if his sword flew very high, his spiritual power was still lost rapidly, and he couldn't last long at all, and that girl didn't know how to become a monster, and she didn't even use a flying magic weapon, so she easily jumped into the rolling magma.

The man's voice finally disappeared, and Tong Xiaoye breathed a sigh of relief, and his head emerged from the magma, looking at the black dots in the sky that were gradually disappearing.

The road to the bottom of Yuntian Peak is destined to be carried out by only one person.

Tong Xiaoye wiped the sweat from his forehead and sank into the magma again.

She didn't want to fly, and she didn't have so much spiritual power to support flying, the scorching magma scorched her body, and the thorns were numb, but there was an indescribable kindness, as if she should swim, grow, and struggle here until she reached the top.

This must be the feeling that comes from the Red Flame Roar.

Tong Xiaoye swam hard, in the endless sea of fire, slowly recalling his difficult journey in the land of no spirits.

The Divine Hammer Hall, which has worked hard, is still the best weapon shop in Cangling City, and the monks who sell magic weapons are still lazy, but the old man is no more.

A hundred years later, her first master Hu did not return, and the old man who was obsessed with refining weapons failed to survive after all, a cluster of loess and a quaint stone tablet were used, using the most common gray and blue stone in the Cangling Mountains. A few simple lines of words prove that he once existed.

Uncle Wang's tombstone is next to him, the two old men have been abandoned by the sect for a lifetime, guarded in the soulless land for a lifetime, and quarreled for a lifetime, but they have always been each other's most sincere friends.

The senior brothers and sisters are all dying and old, and they have experienced so many twists and turns, she never expected that Wang Shanmiao and Senior Brother Li were still together, the thin old man and the sturdy old lady had quarreled and collided so fiercely. Over time. If only the family affection remains.

Even the monks who are very reluctant to build the foundation can't escape the ruthlessness of the years after all.

The so-called little people are like this, they have struggled and worked hard, and they have resented and decadent. Maybe you will lose your life for chance. Perhaps unscrupulously led astray. After the indulgence, it finally returned to the bland.

Fortunately, I never gave up.

Tong Xiaoye swam in the vast sea of fire, his body and mind and even his soul were hot.

The soul suddenly swelled silently. She didn't seem to be aware of it, she still kept moving her arms, swimming faster and faster, forgetting the time and direction, just kept swimming, swimming......

As if it was a moment, or maybe it had been accumulated for a long time, the magma around her suddenly boiled, and the impurities faded and the essence flowed in, gradually wrapping her into a huge red cocoon, and the red cocoon was still rolling rapidly in the ocean, moving towards Yuntian Peak.

The moment her hand touched the rock, she suddenly opened her eyes.

The red cocoon shattered, and a small body jumped out lightly, Tong Xiaoye shook the red water droplets that slipped from his body, and a scorching red light shot out of his eyes.

Unconsciously, Yun Tianfeng arrived.

She climbed up in three steps and two steps, staring ahead with unblinking eyes, looking a little excited.

In fact, there is a shortcut to the bottom of Yuntian Peak!

Ling Jue came out from the bottom of Yuntian Peak, and digging down along the path he opened up would surely be much easier.

Maybe you'll jump to the end!

Tong Xiaoye regretted very much why he didn't ask Ling Jue for directions in the first place.

Now that even the Hong Huangba has disappeared, she is now digging purely in the dark, only knowing that she has to dig all the way to the mountains, and she doesn't know where the divine beast is or if there is any danger.

But since Master can get out safely, this road is safe after all!

Tong Xiaoye has been climbing for more than three years, and still has not reached his destination.

If you want to get to that crevasse, you have to climb all the way to the top of the mountain.

Today's Yuntian Peak is different from the past, climbing on the mountain wall, the scorching mountain wind is awe-inspiring, the inexplicable magnetic field surrounds the mountain, it is impossible to fly with the sword at all, you can only rely on brute force to climb if you want to go to the peak, the mountain will occasionally appear with a colorful luster of the seven fires, the broken palm heals quickly in the flames, and the new tender flesh is broken again, and the cycle repeats, gradually forming calluses.

She hadn't been injured in a long time since she had acquired Red Flame Roar's body.

Tong Xiaoye looked up at the sky, only to feel that the mountain road was endless and endless, Yun Tianfeng looked high, climbed higher, the more difficult it became, and after the hard work reached the top, he had to jump down again......

Maybe that's the price of getting a chance!

When you get to the god realm and return the little mouse to Hong Huangba, you must beat him up first!

Tong Xiaoye thought bitterly, and dodged a cluster of swarthy flames again.

These inexplicable black flames are very powerful, and I don't know where they come from, they are actually more terrifying than the Seven Absolute Flames, they can devour a qiē vitality, her body is indestructible, and she is actually afraid of these inexplicable flames, once they are burned, it is difficult to recover, and it takes a lot of spiritual power to repair the injuries.

What's even more depressing is that the top of Yuntian Peak is empty and there is no grass, and even the stones have taken root and grown on the mountain, and it is difficult for her to find anything valuable.

Ten years, twenty years...... Forty years...... Seventy years......

Ninety years later, Tong Xiaoye stood on a protruding rock and remembered a sad truth.

Ning Yuan was directly teleported to the bottom of the peak by an ancient teleportation array, that formation is called the Dutian Shenxing Great Array, it is said that the teleportation can be opened very perverted, if she asks how to use the formation, will it be more convenient and faster?

Is it cost-effective to go down the mountain to find Ning Yuan now, or is it cost-effective to climb up directly to find the crack opened by Ling Jue?

Tong Xiaoye's little face wrinkled, after all, she was reluctant to climb after nearly a hundred years of hard work, and after being entangled for a long time, she pinched her nose and took another step up.

Fortunately, the remaining road was not too far, and with a fire in her heart, she finally climbed to the top of Yuntian Peak within a hundred years.

Looking at the dark and bottomless crack below, Tong Xiaoye closed his eyes, put his palms together and made a wish: Master, don't pit me! Don't fool me!

Then he jumped and jumped straight down.

Falling, endless falling......

Tong Xiaoye opened her eyes and looked at the surrounding scenery, there was only endless darkness as far as her eyes could see, and she couldn't see anything clearly, she tried to probe out her spiritual sense, and instantly took it back.

The scorching heat and coercion in Yuntian Peak were amazing, and the scorching breath could even burn the soul, but I didn't expect that the inside of the mountain was even more terrifying, and it couldn't even be tempted a little.

Tong Xiaoye snorted, and two red lights suddenly shot out of his eyes.

There was nothing on either side, the knife-cut mountain wall was very smooth, different from the usual shape of splitting peaks, the cracks inside Yuntian Peak became narrower and narrower the further to the bottom, Tong Xiaoye stared at the smaller and smaller cracks at the bottom, and turned himself into a rabbit very quickly.

However, she was stuck.

The crack in the thick arm of the baby, how did Master Master come out?

Maybe he looked at the scenery, but in fact, he was slowly digging out from the bottom like a gopher? Only when he finally came out swinging his sword?

Tong Xiaoye sneered and had to take out his excavator artifact.

Let's get to work!

The professional miner's shot was extraordinary, Tong Xiaoye swung his posture, and the rocks under him suddenly splashed out, and he was included in the excavator space.

The breath inside Yun Tianfeng was scorching, ordinary magic weapons couldn't bear it at all, and the dry gold rod was not very easy to excavate, Tong Xiaoye found the Vajra Demon Suppression Axe that he had treasured for many years, and cleaned it up with an axe in one hand and an excavator in the other, crackling and dry.

After digging for ten years, she felt that she could bear it.

After digging for fifty years, she felt she could endure it a little longer.

Digging to the seventieth year, Tong Xiaoye roared, and wanted to throw a stone to calculate a hexagram: "It's so cost-effective to dig down endlessly, or climb up and out of the mountain, and then climb down the mountain to return to the Qianlong Continent, and then find my brother, find the teleportation array, and take the express direct to it directly?"

Hong Huangba, you're in the pit, right? Is it okay for my sister to break the contract now?

Tong Xiaoye scolded and waved the axe, not forgetting to pile all the rocks under her into the space, her eyes swept over the sand and gravel all over the ground, she retracted her gaze in disappointment - there is no doubt that there is nothing that looks like a baby!

It's a desolate and remote place!

There is no stimulation, no baby, no people, Tong Xiaoye finally feels that there is no danger and it is not a good thing, it is good to have a danger and stimulate it, it will drive the rabbit crazy if it goes on like this!

In the two hundred and fifty year of digging, her spirit slipped into the excavator space, looked at the space that had just been piled up less than one percent, and suddenly remembered that Hong Huangba had said that it was necessary to fill the entire space in order to dig out the little mouse of the divine beast.

Handful! Empty! Space! Heap! Full!!

I'm a fairy board!

I'm really tired of digging day and night, Tong Xiaoye is having fun, and plans to use the earth in the space to spell out a giant two hundred and five to despise the flood barrage!

"Hey, isn't it just that I haven't been here for decades, why is there so much garbage all of a sudden?"

As the two hundred and five were about to take shape, a lazy voice sounded in the space. (To be continued......)