When I first came to the Ancient Wind Continent, it was this route, and now I have returned the same way, Qingyang and the Iron Arm Spirit Monkey can be said to be familiar with the road, even if there are any twists and turns in the middle, with Qingyang's good Iron Arm Spirit Monkey Yuan's cultivation in infancy, it will not pose any threat to them, and this road can be described as extremely smooth.

It's not that there are no other monks along the way, some islands suitable for human survival encountered on the way, there will be more or less human life on them, if the island is big enough, there will also be some monks, and occasionally there will be monks who occupy the island with sufficient spiritual energy to establish a cave, of course, there are not many high-level monks, at most they are Jindan monks, and there are almost no Yuanying monks.

There are relatively many demon beasts, but with the strength of Qingyang and the Iron Arm Spirit Monkey, there are few that can pose a threat to them, unless it is a large demon beast force, it can pose a threat to Qingyang, but in this case, they avoided it early, and even if those demon beast forces knew, they would not spend a lot of energy chasing them for no reason.

Along the way, Qingyang and the Iron Arm Spirit Monkey took turns to control the Wind Guard, and occasionally found the Alcoholic Queen Bee to replace it, and with the improvement of their cultivation, their True Yuan and Divine Thoughts could control the Wind Barrier for longer and longer periods of time, and they would not feel tired for several days at a time.

When Qingyang is free, he can sit behind the Yufeng Hu and do some things of his own, after leaving Jiuxian City, Qingyang refined all the materials he got into the Divine Cultivation Pill, and got four hundred and thirty Divine Cultivation Pills, so he already has six hundred and thirty Divine Cultivation Pills in his hands, Qingyang can basically refine one Divine Cultivation Pill every seven to eight days, and these pills are enough for him to use for more than ten years.

With the pill, Qingyang devoted himself to cultivation, but after entering the Yuan Infant Stage, the cultivation required more and more aura, and the cultivation became more and more difficult, even if the pill was sufficient, it would take thirty or forty years to improve the cultivation level, and he was in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, five years have passed, Qingyang finally came to the vicinity of the Zhongsha Domain, originally he wanted to return directly to the Kyushu Continent, but there was always a little reluctance in his heart, because there was once a woman who left a deep mark in his heart, when he left the Zhongsha Domain, that Liu Wei sacrificed his life to block the fatal blow for Qingyang, and he had to go over to see it anyway.

Qingyang came to the small col where Liu Wei was buried with his memory, more than 80 years have passed, the world has changed, and the nameless grave that Qingyang built by himself has almost disappeared because it has not been taken care of for a long time, but Qingyang still found the exact location with his memory.

Looking at the grave that had almost disappeared, Qingyang sighed in his heart, it seemed that nothing could withstand the passage of time, it was only more than eighty years, and the past was gradually forgotten in the depths of memory, and he himself had become a Yuanying monk from a foundation monk who had to look at people's faces for everything.

Yuanying Monk is not particularly conspicuous in the Ancient Wind Continent, but in the Zhongsha Domain, it is already a top-notch existence, and I am afraid that there are not a few Yuanying Monks in the entire Zhongsha Domain, who would have thought that Qingyang, who was struggling at the bottom and couldn't find the opportunity to cultivate immortals, would have such a day?

This sand area has left a lot of memories for Qingyang, Qingyan Island where the Yuanying monk sits, Wantong Pavilion with internal intrigue, the rampant demon king who was broken by the blood-clothed man, the Danwanghui who has benefited from Qingyang, and the Duanmu family of Wucheng Island who has a deep sister-brother relationship, among them, some have helped Qingyang, some have sinned against Qingyang, and even those blood-clothed people who almost killed Qingyang, but time has passed, Qingyang has already seen these things, and he is too lazy to go over and take revenge one by one.

Standing in the small col and sighing for a long time, Qingyang gradually retracted his thoughts, threw out the wind gourd and was about to leave, when several figures suddenly rushed towards this side in the distance, Qingyang didn't want to make a difference, so he didn't show his head rashly, and directly used the breathing technique to temporarily hide his figure.

It didn't take long for those figures to come closer, and there were four young people in front of them, two men and two women, who looked similar, and their cultivation was not high, basically they were all in the Qi refining period, and they were estimated to be the younger generation of the same family. Behind is a middle-aged beautiful woman with a seventh-floor foundation, her whole body is covered with wounds, and her breath is unstable, obviously seriously injured, this beautiful woman is closely behind the four young people, and her appearance is also somewhat similar to the four, it should be their elders.

Qingyang Immortal Cultivator has been cultivating for so many years, and he is used to seeing fights among monks, and he can judge from the situation in front of him that these people's families have suffered, and an elder has escaped with the protection of the young man.

Qingyang has seen a lot of this kind of thing, and is thinking about whether to care about it, but suddenly finds that the middle-aged beautiful woman seems to be a little familiar, Qingyang has lived in the Zhongsha region for many years, but most of the time is in retreat in the Danyuan of Wantong Pavilion, there are not many acquaintances here, who is this person?

Duanmufei? Yes, she is Duanmu Fei, Qingyang still remembers that the little girl of the Duanmu family has a lot of affection for herself, hundreds of years have passed, Duanmu Fei has changed from a girl to a middle-aged beauty, and her cultivation has also changed from just breaking through the foundation to the current seventh layer of the foundation, no wonder Qingyang didn't recognize it at first sight, but Qingyang didn't understand a little, Duanmu Fei's family has been living on Wucheng Island, how could she suddenly appear on this Qingyan Island with the children of the family?

Just as Qingyang was thinking about these questions, three more figures galloped in the distance, the speed was much faster than the previous people, and looking at their target, it was obvious that they were chasing the five people in front. All three were dressed in the same way, dressed in red and white robes, as if a white robe had been stained with blood. Their faces were also covered with special means, and only a blurred face could be seen, but they couldn't distinguish their true faces, and the aura of the three of them was extremely vague, and the momentum was looming, and even the height of cultivation was hidden.

Looking at the dress, these three people are exactly the same as the blood-clothed people who chased and killed Qingyang and the others, but they don't know if it is the Yang family of Wantong Pavilion who is behind them, although their means of concealing their cultivation are clever, they can't hide from Qingyang, the Yuanying monk, he can see at a glance that one of the three is in the consummation period of foundation building, and two are sixth-layer monks in foundation building, which shows that the blood-clothed man is determined to win.

Seeing the chasing soldiers coming behind him, Mu Fei's face changed, and he said, "It's not good, the blood-clothed man is catching up, you guys run quickly, I'll stop them." ”

The four young men obviously also saw the pursuers behind, their faces were full of panic, and one of them almost cried, "The blood-clothed man is here, I'm afraid we won't be able to escape." ”

The other person also shuddered: "Ancestor, what should I do?" A few of us are not the opponents of the bloody clothes at all, and our Duanmu family is afraid that we will be wiped out this time. ”