In fact, since ancient times, there has been no shortage of such dark calculations in various sects and family inheritances, but there are very few people who are exposed.

What appeared in the hands of the Flying Fish Dao people was the back hand left behind as a precaution, if you want the monk to grow up without two thoughts, you have to make arrangements, of course, you can't be too ruthless, and you can't even be blatant, the monk practices, feels the aura of heaven day and night, and is extremely sensitive to the luck of his own qi and luck, even if the Flying Fish Dao person, he can only secretly take the true blood jade talisman of the wind and void, and use the little spiritual power stored in it to pursue the calculation.

As for the Yue Agarwood that has already achieved the Yuan Infant Realm, he didn't even think about it, the Yuan Infant Realm monk, no matter how bad he is, has also realized a trace of the law of the Great Dao, and if he wants to calculate a Yuan Infant Realm monk, after he achieves the Yuan Infant Realm, even if it is Shen Xianhai, he will return his true blood, and leave a soul mark to use as a life talisman to warn, and that soul mark can only be regarded as a spiritual imprint, whether it exists or not depends on the monk's own thoughts, or the monk's real body can be used to track down the murderer, and there is no other way.

Of course, this no more than three drops of true blood is forbidden by the Dao method, stored in the talisman jade slip, and the real one that can be consumed is only two drops, and once it is consumed, it can no longer be traced.

In an hour and a half, with the flight speed of the monks in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, Zhou Hao and the three of them had already entered the extremely deep place of the Kachin Plain, if it was an ordinary area outside, it might even be farther away, but the Kachin Plain itself was a strange place, not to mention the monks, even the poisonous insects and monsters that lived in it, and they would not be able to sort out the terrain and orientation.

Spanning more than 10,000 miles, almost ninety percent of them are carved out of a mold, which is extremely confusing in itself, and this place is not useless, but a hidden strange and mysterious realm, even if the three of them are good at cultivating, they have lost their way at this time, and they can only slow down and gradually grope forward.

Any inaccessible place has its own special reasons, but the inaccessible place does not mean that there are no monks, on the contrary, there is always some adventurers in such a famous place as Kachin Plain, and Fan Jiuling is one of them.

Dressed in clothes that can almost blend in with Qiu Yuan, wearing a cloak that almost covers most of his face, he can't see anything peculiar, as an old bird who has been in the Kachin Plain for more than 300 years, Fan Jiuling almost knows the core of the Kachin Plain for thousands of miles, and every thirty years, he will leave for a while, and now in less than three months, he is ready to leave again.

However, he is not reconciled, this time he leaves, he may never have the opportunity to re-enter this place, and this will be the end of his life's pursuit, but for the secret realm in the Kachin Plain, there is still no useful clue, again and again disappointed, and even has become accustomed to it, but in the end, he is still full of regret.

Jindan peak, if you don't indulge in the legend of the wasteland, covet the so-called chance, you should have achieved the way of the baby, but now it is still a waste of time, the last time you returned, the family road decayed, the descendants were scattered, leaving only a single seedling inheritance, and now go back, I am afraid that it is already a dying old man. Thinking of his heart, Fan Jiuling burst into tears and blurred his eyes.

"Master Fan, what's wrong with you?"

A slightly green voice interrupted Fan Jiuling's memories, and he instantly sobered up, What kind of place is this? It is the dangerous Kachin Plain is extremely deep, and the remains of the Heavenly Puppet.

The one who spoke was a junior in the early stage of foundation building that Fan Jiuling accidentally rescued three years ago, named Tang Xiaobei, don't look at the cultivation is not high, but he is surprisingly bold, he is not very old, and he has strange thoughts like an elf, and he often jumps out.

Because of the competition for a nest of peculiar poisonous insects and monsters, and a few monks had a conflict, this little girl don't look at people as small, her cultivation is not high, but she is surprisingly ruthless and flexible, and she has a few outlaws in the middle and middle stages of building a foundation, and she is a fart and urine, but after all, her fists are hard to beat with four hands, and she was calculated, just at the moment of crisis, Fan Jiuling passed by, holding a glimmer of hope for life, Tang Xiaobei called for help, and I don't know if it was because those people were at fault first, or Fan Jiuling moved her compassion and saved her, and Tang Xiaobei relied on his side from then on, saying that he wanted to repay his kindness.

"No, it's nothing, the wind and sand squinted. Fan Jiuling stretched out his somewhat rough fingers, brushed the moist corners of his eyes, and explained.

"Master Fan, are you sure that you don't have anything on your mind to explain to Xiaobei?"

Tang Xiaobei has been with Fan Jiuling for three years, although on weekdays, Fan Jiuling is silent, but the eccentric Tang Xiaobei can always find a topic, so that Fan Jiuling has to respond, so that it is a little less boring and boring. Just like in this wasteland, even if there is not much life everywhere, Fan Jiuling can always find materials that can be replenished in the right place when needed.

Fan Jiuling looked at Tang Xiaobei's strange eyes, instantly thought of what this guy meant, and suddenly felt bad in his heart, and scolded angrily: "Dead girl, you are so looking forward to my old bones being explained in front of you, can you clean up the corpse and occupy the old treasures?"

Tang Xiaobei hurriedly shrank his head, lowered his eyebrows and replied, "What's the matter, I'm just afraid that you will be too sad and can't think about it for a while......"

That look, that aggrieved look, like making a mistake, but out of kindness, was not understood, and it looked heartbroken, which was really distressing to watch.

Fan Jiuling, who was originally as angry as a lion, was instantly defeated by this guy's eyes, and most of his anger dissipated. Tang Xiaobei saw that Fan Jiuling's face softened, and immediately approached like kraft candy, and said: "Master Fan, you see, you are not angry and younger, if you continue like this, it is appropriate to live for more than a hundred years, and you can cross the threshold and go further!"

"Alas, you! Just have this sharp tooth, it seems to be ingenious, but you don't know, the disaster comes from the mouth, the disease comes from the mouth, in the future, in front of outsiders, you must not act so wantonly, cough cough ......" Fan Jiuling's voice did not fall, and a violent cough stopped Tang Xiaobei from continuing to play.

"Okay, okay, Fan Ye told Xiaobei to understand. Tang Xiaobei helped Fan Jiuling beat his back smoothly, and said: "Master Fan, you said that there have been frequent movements in this place recently, is it a legendary thing, is it really going to appear?"

In Fan Jiuling's dim and cloudy eyes, an imperceptible cold light suddenly flashed, like an invisible blade, which frightened Tang Xiaobei's heart trembling, and he quickly stopped.

"Don't be careless, let's go, go to Fulongdun to have a look, I can't really say it's my life's wish. Fan Jiuling suddenly got up and took Tang Xiaobei between the hills and ravines, skillfully shuttling.

Zhou Hao and the three of them didn't expect that in addition to the accident, the original trip across the Kachin Plains would be barren under their feet, and a few repairs would actually get lost, and in this desolate and barren land, there would be so many monks.

Fulongdun, a unique place in the depths of the Kachin Plain, covers a small area, only seven or eight miles longitudinal and horizontal, different from the barren hills, this small place, the same is not vigorous, but there is always a tenacious existence of some grass and trees, and even occasionally there will be precipitation to nourish the tenacious survival of the creatures.

In order to avoid getting into any unnecessary trouble, Zhou Hao and the three of them restrained their breath a long time before they discovered this place, and then entered the floating dragon pier in a very low-key manner.

The scenery is very different from the outside world, full of rough and quaint huge stone piers, within a radius of seven or eight miles, there are such scenery everywhere, and the monks go in and out or rest, they all occupy a stone pier, which is counted as a territory, even if some monks are more particular, at most they are laying a layer of soft collapse or futon on the stone pier.

These scattered stone piers, in the barren depths of this mound, seem extremely abrupt and weird, but because there are more than half of the vitality of the entire tens of thousands of miles of mounds here, and it seems precious, of course, this weirdness also has people trying to find the reason, but the answer is ultimately the same as the legend here, in vain.

The monks who can survive in this barren and gain a foothold, although they don't know good and evil, are undoubtedly more fierce, Zhou Hao and the three of them approached, attracting countless eyes, or light or dark attention, the outer monks, generally dressed lazily, and even their bodies were injured or disabled, but even if they were just foundation building monks, they were not inferior to the demon hunters who had been wandering the sea all year round.

In particular, an elegant long skirt and a dusty moon agarwood, which is already in good shape, and has its own vitality, it has aroused a series of fiery and greedy eyes.

Zhou Hao is in front, the moon agarwood is behind, the wind is like a void trailing, Zhou Hao doesn't care, although this place is supernatural, entering it is suppressed by the divine soul, and the root of the exploration is not clear, but the two Yuan Infant Realm monks are not easy.

Monks come and go, occupying territory is not only to rest, but to exist in this kind of place, most of them are to show their strength, or to trade whether they have or not, Zhou Hao and others strayed into this place, and there may be chasing soldiers behind them, so they naturally have to find a way out. And so many monks who have been wandering the depths of the Kachin Plains all year round, there must be people who are familiar with the path, find one, and then find a way out.

Zhou Hao was facing him, an unkempt monk, who seemed to be walking in a hurry, avoiding the pursuit of others, suddenly turned out from behind a floating dragon pier, less than five feet away from Zhou Hao, and crashed straight into Zhou Hao's arms.

"Huh......" It is said that with Zhou Hao's ability, he will not and cannot let him succeed, but the monk on the other side seems to have the intention, and suddenly the opposite side is instantaneous, looking up at Zhou Hao, his eyes flashed a strange cyan, and some dirty cheeks grinned at Zhou Hao.

Then the figure turned slightly, and the side back leaked out of the bulging broken burden on the shoulder, as if looking back in panic, but the body that was moving forward quickly did not pause at all, and by coincidence, it made a noise and hit Zhou Hao's left shoulder directly.

Zhou Hao didn't make a move, nor did he dodge in the slightest, wondering in his heart, why did he forget to hide? Even the Yue Agarwood, who was following closely, was puzzled and looked at Zhou Hao.

However, the other party's calculation was obviously not here, the moment the thing was shattered, a phantom shadow faintly flickered, and then Zhou Hao instantly noticed that there were at least seven or eight palm prints inside and outside the robe on his body, which was a burst of groping.