A blue light came from far and near.

The sound of stomping became clearer and clearer.

Nangong Fan finally saw clearly, it was indeed a horse, and there was a figure sitting on the horse's back.

Yes, it's a human figure!

Nangong Fan finally found the trace, or waited for rescue.

This man's sideburns are slightly white, his eyes are slightly vicissitudes, he holds a wine gourd in one hand and pours it into his mouth, and raises his horsewhip with the other, and the horse leaps with a crackling sound.

This horse?

Nangong Fan was shocked in his heart, not to mention the speed, even the surging momentum he couldn't see through at all.

Occult realm?

Behind him, the sound of sand and gravel surging came.

Nangong Fan paused his steps, turned his head slightly, the sand scorpion dispersed like a tide, and there was a sand scorpion bigger than his head everywhere in his sight, and his vicious gaze swept him, burrowed into the soil, and disappeared.

With just one glance, Nangong Fan could be sure that the sand scorpion that had finally escaped into the gravel was the Perfection Yellow Realm!

The horse came to a steady standstill.

"Welcome, new hapless. The voice of vicissitudes sounded.

"May I ask what the seniors are called?" Nangong Fan breathed a sigh of relief when he knew that he was saved.

"Get on the horse first! I'll have to take a walk around the edge and see if there's any other unlucky ones like you." The middle-aged man burst out laughing, abruptly, and coughed up blood lightly from his mouth.

"Senior, ...... you" Nangong Fan asked nervously after turning over on his horse.

"It's an old problem, except for a few people in our human race, it's like this, just get used to it. The middle-aged man smiled freely.

"Senior, why is this?" Nangong Fan was puzzled.

The middle-aged man raised his long whip and dropped it gently, and the horse galloped out again, heading in the direction where Nangong Fan came.

The horses were galloping, and the people on the two horses also talked.

"You don't need to call me senior, the human race is here to have a glimmer of life. My name is Huang Chuan, and I was born so many years earlier than you, just call me Brother Huang. ”

"Brother Huang, my name is Nangong Fan. Are you specifically here to find us 'traversers'?" Nangong Fan blinked his eyes and spoke slowly.

"Oh, traversers? Huang Chuan pursed his lips and sighed faintly, "For our human race, this is completely a cage, I am on the Qiqi Continent, no matter how I can live freely, but here I am afraid all day long...... It's fate!"

"The strong make the destiny of heaven!" Nangong Fan said leisurely.

"Good boy, I'm quite confident. By the way, ten days ago, someone from us also came out to search, didn't you find it?" Huang Chuan said in confusion.

"Maybe I happened to be napping and missed. Nangong Fan's eyes did not fluctuate at all, and it was taken for granted.

"Hey, you kid obviously paid a lot of attention to physique before, if you were an ordinary spiritual cultivator here, you wouldn't be able to go that far. Huang Chuan smiled appreciatively, "This is a physical cultivation paradise. ”

"But there is no aura, and there is no way to condense the qi. Nangong Fan shook his head and smiled.

"I'm talking about pure physical cultivation. ”

"Pure physical cultivation?"

"Well, only cultivate the physique, don't be angry, we call it pure physique. Huang Chuan nodded, "Like us, the former spiritual cultivators, in order to survive, we had to hone our physiques and go to the physical cultivation route, leaving our entire bodies full of holes. Ben has a lifespan of more than 2,000 yuan, although he doesn't have the ability to live to old age, but at least there is hope for increasing his life span after a breakthrough. Now it is a question whether he will live to be 1,500 years old. ”

"How old is Brother Huang?" Nangong Fan couldn't help but be shocked when he heard Huang Chuan say that he had a lifespan of two thousand years, this must be at least a great cultivator at the peak of the Xuan Realm.

"Chitose became the pinnacle, and he has been in exile here for more than 200 years. ”

Nangong Fan was silent for a while, "No aura at all?"

"There is one on the oasis. Oases are extremely rare on this continent, and our Terrans are now only living in one or two tiny oases. I can only stay in it for ten days and half a month a year. Huang Chuan shook his head, "It doesn't matter if you are at the peak of the Xuan Realm here, what kind of profound background you have. The set of the Seven Seven Continent doesn't work here at all. ”

"Then who can live in it for a long time?"

"Those who have physical cultivation talents, this is the hope of the rise of the human race in this place. Huang Chuan spoke, "You have a little possibility." It's just a little bit of a possibility. The human race can become a pure body cultivator, there may be one in a thousand, don't get too much hope. ”

Nangong Fan was silent, Huangfu Yao had already said that the human race was miserable on this continent, but it was not as shocking as Huang Chuan's coughing up blood and sadness.

There are human races with the spirits of all races, and it is difficult to survive here.

Pure body cultivation can strengthen one's body with the help of the energy on the mainland, so spiritual cultivation must rely on spiritual energy to cultivate?

Nangong Fan had just fallen into deep thought when he was interrupted by Huang Chuan.

"There's a pure body cultivation here, and you can barely look at it on horseback. If I can cultivate, brother, I will have to rely on you in the future!" Huang Chuan stuffed a pair of animal skin scrolls.

Nangong Fan accepted the kindness.

......

Nangong Fan spent more than half a month on the journey, and this Xuanjing Qing Luo Horse arrived in just two days.

Follow the continental margin.

Looking at the abyss, Nangong Fan was silent, and Huang Chuan yearned.

"Haven't anyone before tried to walk out of here?" Nangong Fan said quietly.

"Of course some people have tried, but they can't get out at all, this world is only so big. Huang Chuan retracted his gaze and spoke slowly.

"How can I get out?" Nangong Fan asked again.

"Break the Void!" Huang Chuan said solemnly.

"What realm is it?"

"Heavenly Realm!"

"That's not hopeless. Nangong Fan nodded.

"You'll know how desperate it is later. At least in the past 10,000 years, no one has done it, whether it is a human race, an orc race or a barbarian. Not to mention this continent, the Seventy-Seven Continent, the forty-nine continents, it will take two or three thousand years for one person to ascend. Huang Chuan shook his head.

Time has long smoothed all his edges and corners, and he will never have the same enthusiasm as when he was a teenager.

Nangong Fan even suspected that under the constant fear of this continent, even the heart of a simple cultivator, Huang Chuan had forgotten it.

"Alright, it's time to go back!"

"Every time the traverser is here?"

"Pretty much all of our travelers are around here. Huang Chuan knew everything.

Huang Chuan took Nangong Fan to spend five days patrolling around here for a long time before heading to the depths of the continent.

The horses galloped, and another three days passed, crossing the kingdom of the sand scorpion and entering another area.

The ground here is finally undulating, no longer as gentle as the edges, but even the mountains are made up of that strange gravel.

No matter how the wind blows, the gravel will return to its original place and form what it is now.

It was as if someone had poured ink in the air, and all the scenery and shapes of the continent had already been fixed, and gravel was the tool to maintain this stability.

Nangong Fan had such a thought in his heart, and the whole person was shocked into a cold sweat, and finally threw away this thought, and secretly told himself that this was just another masterpiece of Heavenly Dao.

As a departed one, it should be strange.

A slightly recessed valley appeared in the bottom of his eyes, and Nangong Fan finally found other dead things besides the strange gravel—stones.

There are many square stone houses scattered in the valley, and I don't know where they moved the stones from Huangchuan.

"Uncle Huang!" the sound of the horse stopped stomping, attracting a group of children under the valley, and they shouted from afar.

Nangong Fan's face was strange, and he was quickly relieved.

"This continent is extremely ancient, it should be with the Qiqi Continent, it exists. There have been traversers for a long time, and according to the records known today, the earliest traverser should be traced back to 100,000 years ago, and I guess this is not the limit. After such a long time, there is naturally the existence of indigenous people. There have even been cases of intermarriage with barbarians. This is also the reason why the Terrans have been able to survive all the time. ”

When Huang Chuan turned around, he saw Nangong Fanwei's eyes, and immediately gave an answer.

Nangong Fan was slightly stunned and nodded. Isn't the intermarriage between the human race and the barbarian itself a typical example?

"As for villages like this, you can often see them from this area. ”

"Then why don't you build a village where the traverser came?" Nangong Fan became a curious baby at this time, and he had to ask a few questions about everything.

"The environment there is too poor for cultivation. Who would want to stay in that kind of place all the time?" Huang Chuan shook his head, "We have to set up a stone monument there, the traversers are not all as frizzy as you, they can be found with a little search of the neighborhood, they only need to wait for a maximum of ten days Our people will arrive and lure them over." ”

Nangong Fan Hanhan scratched his head.

"Of course, there will be accidents, and some people don't think those of us who set up the monument have good intentions. If it happened that the previous group of people had just left, ten days would have been enough time for them to be in danger. Even if a strong person comes over, he will be hit hard if he is negligent. ”

"Hmm!"

"You've been resting on horseback for the past few days, I'll take you to the house to rest for a while, and we'll talk later. ”

"Then thank you Brother Huang. ”

"It's fine, it's all a minor issue. Huang Chuan teased the child and walked to the village under the valley.

.....

Lying on the hard stone bed was slightly uncomfortable, but Nangong Fan still slept very sweetly, and even had a sweet dream, dreaming that he would break through the void and leave this continent with brute cultivation alone.

Having a bed to lie on is much more comfortable than sleeping on horseback.

With Huang Chuan by his side, Nangong Fan was embarrassed to hide in the Qinglian space to rest, so he could only close his eyes on horseback and rest for a while.

I slept until the next morning.

Nangong Fan was full of energy and turned over and got up.

There's nothing better than getting a good night's sleep, and there's really that to get two sleeps.

Yesterday afternoon, when I came in and found no one, I fell asleep. I haven't had time to take a closer look around.

It was a stone house made entirely of stones, and there was nothing but the stone bed, and even the windows were just a few cracks in a boulder, through which sunlight could shine through, so that the room would not be too dark.

Pushing open the stone door, there was a shouting in the distance.

In this place called "Biangu Village", there are only about 30 families, some of them are bachelors like Huang Chuan, and there are less than 100 people with seven or eight children.

However, there are hundreds of stone houses like this where Nangong Fan sleeps.

"It seems that this is just a temporary resting place for many traversers. ”

"You're right, we're the most marginal village in this direction, and anyone with the slightest ambition will go deeper. Huang Chuan's voice sounded on the side.

"Brother Huang!" Nangong Fan clenched his fists.

"Did you sleep soundly?" Huang Chuan's figure pulled closer, holding a wine gourd in his hand, and the smell of inferior wine could be smelled from afar.

"It seems that Brother Huang is also a good drinker. Nangong Fan shook his head and chuckled, "Come, I have good wine here." ”

Nangong Fan threw out a very exquisite wine bottle.

"Good thing!" Huang Chuan licked the corners of his mouth, and Lisuo opened the wine bottle, "This is a good wine, you have to keep it, Lord Mingluo will take this sip." ”

"Lord Mingluo?" Nangong Fan's heart moved.

"Well, one of the leaders of the two oases. One of the three major realms of the Terrans. ”