In a more hidden place in the mountain, Yeyang opened a cave, originally planned, as long as the recovery is almost complete, he will go to Xuantian City to meet, the little wolf's injuries are relatively serious, and he resisted the main attack of the Venerable.

His injuries were not serious and healed in a month. Who knows, only on the tenth day, trouble came to the door, and at that time, his soul power initially recovered, and he sensed a breath of a saint, and quickly approached in his direction.

There are many people in the middle region, and there are more people in the central region, even if it is a barren mountain, there are often people coming and going, and there are also people who enter the mountain, either to collect medicine, or to hunt, in the ten days of cultivation, he has met more than a dozen times, and slowly got used to it.

Unexpectedly, the other party was getting closer and closer, obviously coming at him, Yeyang was vigilant, and escaped from the cave with the little wolf, and just came out of the back door of the secret passage, the mountain was attacked and flooded, and the cave in the mountain collapsed with a bang.

The sage who came found him, couldn't help but say, launched an attack on him, and summoned a dead hand, Yeyang took the little wolf, resisted with little soul power, fought and retreated, and fled deeper into the mountains.

Just a sage, in normal times, he didn't pay attention to it at all, but now the little wolf is seriously injured and sleeping, he has not woken up, his soul power has not fully recovered, and he is not the opponent of this high-level sage at all.

Who told him to be bullied by dogs in Pingyang, he could only run while fighting, fleeing to the depths of the mountains and forests, facing such an invincible opponent, the best way to deal with it is to lead the water to the east and find a more powerful one to clean him up.

This kind of thing, he did a lot in the Xuan Realm at the beginning, and his movements were quite skillful, and now that he has soul power, he is even more handy. He didn't dare to look for people, for fear that the other party would turn against him, and he was looking for a brute beast.

Fleeing into the lair of a powerful brute beast, he provoked the inhabited brute beast recklessly, and after successfully provoking the other party, he used his soul power to hide his breath and chased after the sage, who became the object of the brute's anger.

The sage was extremely cooperative, and he didn't know how to dodge, he came and killed one by one, Yeyang fled for half a month, he chased for half a month, killed for half a month, hundreds of fourth-grade beast kings, dozens of half-step beast saints, and several fifth-grade beast saints, all died under his hands.

In the end, Yeyang angered a six-grade beast venerable, and the beast venerable slapped the sage who came up to him in pieces, and the hidden Yeyang could not escape, and was also pulled out, and he was clawed hard, and ran away without looking back.

He found a cave of the beast king in the deep mountains, killed the bear king in the cave, occupied its lair, used its flesh and blood as ingredients, replenished his lost blood, and continued to cultivate.

It didn't take long for another sage to come to the door, this time Yeyang had already taken precautions, and when he found his aura approaching, he immediately moved his residence, ran for a few days, changed a cave, and changed a game.

A few days later, the sage came again, Yeyang couldn't escape this time, he took the sage around, and found the purple winged crystal lion last time, the sage went in and didn't come out, Yeyang coughed up blood and escaped.

By the time the third Sage arrived, Yeyang had recovered to seventy-seven eighty-eight, and the little wolf had also woken up, and the two of them launched a surprise attack relying on the terrain, and the first to strike was strong, and the sage who came was killed, and the little wolf swallowed his holy platform.

From the Chongmai Realm to the Shengtai Realm, the Yuan Dan fused with the rules, fused the eyebrows and the soul platform, turned into the Holy Stage, and transferred from the dantian to the mind, the Holy Platform condensed the essence of the sage's lifelong cultivation, and it was a rare tonic for brute beasts.

The little wolf's body is seriously damaged, and the Holy Terrace has a great help effect on his injuries, Yeyang can't wait to come a few more, but since the third Sage, no one has appeared, he can only leave the mountains and forests and set off towards Xuantian City.

Somewhere in the Xuan Realm, on an unknown mountain peak, sat a nine-zhang tall armored giant, Zhou's body was completely wrapped in armor, and even his face was shrouded in mist, and in his huge palm, a figure sat cross-legged.

Dressed in a silver robe, with a slender body and a cloak and a silver mask on his face, he or she sat cross-legged in the palm of the giant's hand with his or her eyes closed, holding a humanoid puppet in his hand, serene and calm.

Suddenly, his (her) slender eyelashes trembled, and his or her eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of bright silver pupils, looking at the puppet in his or her hand, which had turned into a delicate powder when he (her) opened his or her eyes.

The gray-yellow powder disappeared with the wind, and the silver-robed man shook his head slightly, sighed, and his voice was ethereal: "It's a pity, if you miss this time, it won't be easy to kill him again! By the way, how long will it take for those guys to wake up?"

The last sentence was asked by the giant beside him, and the giant spoke, and the urn sound was a little dull: "More than a few decades, long or hundreds of years." ”

At this point, the giant paused and continued, "Eighty-one has been awake for a while, but he seems to have gone wrong and is out of control. ”

"Well, it's not good to be too smart, always think about freedom, let him be at ease for a few more years! Anyway, the others are about to wake up, and then I'll clean him up!" the silver-robed man replied lightly and stood up.

"Let's go! It's been more than 20 years since Xiaoyao opened the mansion, so many interesting people, it's too boring if you don't get acquainted with a few!" the giant got up as instructed, held the silver-robed man, and disappeared into the sky.

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The Middle Domain is the most prosperous realm in the Xuan Realm, and Xuantian City is the main city of the Central Domain, and it is also the most prosperous city in the Xuan Realm.

The importance of the sect is equivalent to the ancestral land of all ethnic groups, and the establishment of the city in the ancestral land is completely unimaginable for many ancient clans in the Nine Realms, and those with strong territorial consciousness such as the demon clan and the spirit clan cannot accept it at all.

Even if the city is built in the ancestral land, it is also an imperial city in the sense of defense, and it is heavily guarded, only clansmen or races close to each other can walk in the city, and it is absolutely impossible for others to enter the city.

The most important place of the ancestral land has always been related to the continuation and inheritance of the race, only those who are strong enough dare to build a city near the ancestral land, like the demon city of the demon world, the flame imperial city, and even the chaotic demon city is not the ancestral land of the white tiger clan.

This is the biggest difference between sects and races, the race's territorial consciousness is extremely strong, as long as the strong foreign people step into the clan's territory, it will cause a strong reaction, the sect's territorial consciousness is relaxed, and other clans can be allowed to enter and exit freely.

The bloodline hierarchy within the race is strict, and the talent strength within the sect is strict, one values the bloodline inheritance, and the other values its own talent, not to mention that there are many contradictions, but the concepts are different, each goes its own way, and does not interfere with each other.

Coming out of the mountain range where he was hiding, Yeyang rushed to Xuantian City, it took almost two years, on the one hand, the middle region was too wide, from the edge of the western part of the middle region to the center of the middle, the distance of half the middle was nearly two million miles.

On the one hand, his realm is too low, so he can only rush to the mid-level cultivation of the pulse realm, even if he rests and cultivates at night, he spends all his time rushing during the day, and keeps full speed at all times, he can only travel thousands of miles a day and rush to Xuantian City for at least five years!

And using soul power to hurry, although he can travel thousands of miles a day, the sustainability is not high, at most an hour, he can be tired to the point of collapse, and the next two days and eleven hours can only be used to silently recover and heal.

There is a teleportation array in the western part of the central region, which can be teleported to the central part unilaterally, but the location is in the center of the west, and instead of running over there to sit in the teleportation array, it is better to walk over directly, which can save a lot of riding resources.

Fortunately, nourished by his massive medicinal herbs, the little wolf recovered quickly from his injuries on the way, and was able to carry him to fly for a long time, much faster than his Yuan Qi Transformation Wing, resting at night and cultivating during the day, he could also travel five thousand miles a day.

During this period of hurrying, the unconventional "beggar outfit" added a lot of head-turning rate to Yeyang, and there were clothes in his storage space, which were all made of holy silkworms raised in the imperial city and spit silk.

The holy silk clothes are warm in winter and cool in summer, invulnerable to water and fire, invulnerable, and the properties of the materials used are different, and the effects are different: fire silk is warm, ice silk is cool, and gold silk is strong...... It's a pity that for him, the defense is not high, and it is easy to damage.

These clothes are the tribute of the royal family, no matter how rich you are in the outside world, you can't buy them, the amount of Yeyang is only one per year, uprooted, far away from the homeland, I don't know when there will be a supplement, with one less one, it is extremely cherished.

The amount he carries is limited, and it is not safe here in the Xuan Realm for the time being, in case of another attack or battle, he will have to break one of his clothes, so it is better to wear it like this, and then change it when he is in a safe place.

He endured the strange eyes of outsiders, but he did not endure the limits of his patience, and finally somewhere on the way, he found a clear stream, took a clean cold shower, and tore off the strip of cloth on his body and threw it away.

He took out the beast saint skin that had been processed in the storage space, melted a spiritual weapon with the rules of flames, made scissors and needle and thread, sewed and mended by himself, repaired and trimmed the scissors, and made an animal skin shirt and a pair of animal skin shorts.

The craft of making clothes with animal skins was taught to him by Huang Ximo in the past, his craftsmanship is not as good as hers, she will sew cute little animals on animal skins and cut beautiful patterns, but he can only make the clothes as practical as possible.

Xuanjie walked in a hurry, he didn't have a chance to say goodbye to her, letters were often written, but she rarely replied, the demon world is too vast, and it takes a long time to send letters, and whether you can receive it is a problem.

Moreover, her cultivation level is far from being comparable to Yeyang, she is either in retreat, or she is preparing for retreat, I really don't know, as the eldest princess of the Heavenly Demon Dynasty, will she come to the academy of the Xuan Realm?

However, it has only been more than ten years apart, Yeyang feels that he misses it very much, and wants to meet Huang Ximo again, he doesn't know if she will go to the Xuan Realm, whether she will go to which school, and next time she wants to meet, I don't know when?

But no matter how much I miss it, I can't see each other again, in the long cultivation and hurry, the longing for Huang Ximo is gradually hidden, and before reaching Xuantian City, the night sun penetrates the seventh strange vein.

Rushing through the lack of acupoints, penetrating the yin stilt veins, the physique has increased slightly, the coordination and flexibility of the body have improved a lot, and the speed has increased a bit, and the injuries suffered before have finally recovered from the roots.

Soon, the little wolf's injuries were all healed, the scars fell off, the hair grew, got rid of the dejected appearance, and regained his former vitality, so happy that he swayed all day long, and almost threw the night sun off his back.