Chapter 51: The Savage World

The two spirit boats drove side by side, and soon flew out of Tianshu Mountain, heading all the way to the north. Passing through the towns and cities inhabited by the human race on the way, it was inevitable that it would cause exclamations, and even mortals knelt on the ground and bowed, which made the disciples on the Lingzhou feel strange.

Seeing this, Liu Xian was moved and joked: "I didn't expect that I would also fly to the sky and be worshiped one day." ”

Yang Xiu smiled, thinking that there were no immortals in this heaven and earth, and it was still inconclusive. The mortal immortals are us, so where are the immortals we are pursuing?

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Half a day later, as the spirit boat went all the way north, the scenery below the spirit boat began to slowly change.

Regular farmland and villages are becoming less and less regular, replaced by dense jungles and wastelands. At dusk, the traces of human action on the ground have completely disappeared.

By the afterglow of the setting sun, everyone could only see the endless wilderness, and even the air was filled with a smell of savagery.

The remnant sun is like blood, sprinkling a layer of bright light curtain on the earth, and in addition to the desolate and barren land between heaven and earth, it is a poignant sunset, which is extremely magnificent. It's just that in this rare beauty, everyone feels a little uncomfortable, and there is always a feeling of being secretly peeed at, like a man's back.

"What's so nice about this, there are weeds everywhere. Some of the disciples had no good looks, and said loudly, turning around and walking quickly down the cabin. Seeing this, the surrounding disciples echoed this and left the deck one after another.

Liu Xian didn't feel very good, this invisible pressure came from all directions, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't see any creatures in his field of vision, Liu Xian would almost think that he was surrounded by demon beasts.

"It's okay, it's normal,"

Yang Xiu patted Liu Xian on the shoulder and explained: "There are no people in the wilderness, demon beasts kill each other, the weak eat the strong, and there is a killing aura everywhere, just get used to it." ”

Yang Xiu had read about it in an ancient book that introduced barbarian demon beasts, and this kind of strange pressure was only felt by humans. Those demon beasts live in it all year round, but they are like fish in water.

Liu Xianyan was a little relieved when he heard this, and he also stood on the deck without moving, and pretended to be calm: "Haha, what is this, if you meet a demon beast on the road, you must kill a few of it, maybe you have a chance to find precious materials." ”

Yang Xiu smiled and nodded, looking at this primeval wilderness condescendingly, thinking in his heart, the next month will be spent in this wilderness, where can I hide?

At this time, the area where the spirit boat flew was called the Great Swamp, which was deserted for thousands of miles, the outer part was wilderness, and the interior was occupied by swamps and hills one after another.

The spirit boat flew rapidly, occasionally alarming the beasts on the ground. Dozens of wild deer may suddenly emerge from the seemingly quiet and peaceful grass, but in the dense canopy of trees lurk several strange-looking and overgrown giant birds.

Yang Xiu witnessed with his own eyes that a few bison drank water in a gentle river, and were swept under the water by the creatures that burst out of the river like giant tongues, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, which made people feel chilled.

It is recorded in ancient books that there have been immortal cultivators who have seen demon beasts in the reincarnation realm here, with fierce flames and amazing strength, which can easily overturn a spirit boat, which makes people feel intimidated.

However, the great demon with this strength is less than the same level of cultivators of the human race, and it is estimated that it will not be encountered once in a hundred years.

Demon beasts, like humans, also rely on the aura of heaven and earth to cultivate, and their cultivation level is similar to that of humans. The difference is that demon beasts have a long lifespan, ordinary monks reach the Qi Sea stage within a hundred years, while demon beasts may take hundreds or even thousands of years.

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Under the gaze of the two, the sky soon darkened, and the first night of everyone's arrival in the wild world finally came.

The two spirit boats circled in the air several times and slowly fell to the ground, and the immortal cultivators who were in charge of guarding the spirit boats rushed out, quickly setting up formations around them to build a defensive line.

Just a quarter of an hour later, the ground near the Spirit Boat was covered with vigilant formations,

The wild world at night is full of dangers, many vicious demon beasts have begun to go out hunting, and most immortal cultivators have limited vision, so the spirit boat must fall to the ground for the night, and only after dawn can it continue to move forward.

"Everyone must be very careful in their actions, and never leave the range of the formation to go out on an adventure!

Liu Wenzhong flew into the air, and his luck spiritual power commanded loudly. On the other side, Liu Kunshan of the Immortal Ink Sect also gave orders to the disciples in the sect, and his tone was serious, making everyone feel a sense of tension out of thin air.

Before leaving, everyone made full preparations, performed their duties at the moment, and all the work was carried out in an orderly manner, and they were not busy. Everything was arranged, and everyone returned to the spirit boat for dinner.

It was only at this time that Yang Xiu saw Lin Shuangchen appear for the first time. Yang Xiu saw that Lin Shuangchen's expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see a trace of nervousness, but he couldn't hide his tiredness between his eyebrows.

Liu Wenzhong and Lin Shuangchen were engrossed in controlling the spirit boat all day, and they also had to pay attention to the dangers around them, which must have been very draining.

"Meditate and rest in the evening,"

Liu Wenzhong made a round around the spiritual boat, came to the disciples and ordered: "Don't make a loud noise, don't make a fire. No matter what movement is outside at night, you can't go out, and violators will be severely punished. ”

"Uncle Liu, why can't you light a fire?"

As soon as Liu Wenzhong's words fell, a girl's voice sounded in the crowd: "Isn't the flame able to drive away wild beasts, and this meal is cold, it's so unpalatable......"

Yang Xiu looked at it, grinned, and said in his heart, Isn't this an old acquaintance?

The one who spoke out was the yellow-clothed female disciple who Yang Xiu had gone to Xiaomeng Mountain for the first time and wanted to take the White Deer Sword for herself. At this time, the other party frowned, and the dishes and chopsticks in front of him did not move, obviously not very satisfied with the food.

Liu Wenzhong glanced at the other party and said coldly: "The beasts in the wilderness are naturally afraid of fire, but those demon beasts that specialize in preying on monks will only follow the firelight to find you." If you want to eat hot food and find a way to do it yourself, have you learned all the talismans and spells that you have been teaching you for so long?"

When the crowd heard this, they immediately fell silent, and no one complained about the problem of not being able to make a fire. Yang Xiu had already finished chewing the baked cakes with water at this time, took a few fruits, and walked to the tail of the spirit boat with Liu Xian.

At this time, the night sky was cloudless, and only half of the moon hung in the sky remained. The moon in this world is larger and brighter than on Earth, and the traces of mountains on the surface of the moon can be clearly seen with the naked eye.

Some of these traces are not like natural, those long and short ridges, which always remind Yang Xiu of the legend of Chang'e running to the moon.

By the starlight, the two could barely see the surrounding scenery clearly. The nearby moors, the mountains and forests on either side, and the low but continuous hills in the distance seem strange and full of deadly attraction.

"Lao Yang, what can we see when you say you go to Fanjing Mountain this time?"

Liu Xian took a bite of the sand fruit in his hand, and his tone was full of longing: "My master said that there are too many treasures in the Hajj Conference to count, and you will be dazzled." ”

Yang Xiu nodded and said, "The Hajj Conference can last for a thousand years, and it must have its uniqueness. When the time comes, take a look more carefully and strive to exchange some treasures to come back. ”

"Haha, yes, this trip can't be in vain, at least kill a few demon beasts and go back, show my senior brothers. Liu Xian was very excited when he talked about demon beasts, and he looked eager to try.

Yang Xiu was not so optimistic, the wild wilderness was full of dangers, and if he was not careful, he would die.

A few people say this can be understood as an exaggeration, but everyone says so, and even most of the ancient books that Yang Xiu has read have repeatedly warned, so you have to be more careful.

"By the way, Yang Xiu, do you know that there is a female disciple named Zhang Wan in Xiaomeng Mountain?" Liu Xian asked Yang Xiu with a smile in his eyebrows.

Forty-three disciples on the Spirit Boat, it is not difficult to remember, Yang Xiu thought for a while and replied: "It seems to be a very quiet girl, what's wrong?"

"Hey, hey, hey~"

Liu Xian scratched the back of his head and smirked, lying on the side of the boat and laughing: "I think she's pretty good." ”

Yang Xiu was happy when he heard this, patted Liu Xian's shoulder fiercely, and said in his heart that it was Sichun. This is normal, sixteen or seventeen-year-old young men must have a favorite object.

Yang Xiu thought about it carefully, the girl named Zhang Wan was an ordinary disciple, with a beautiful appearance and a quiet personality that was very likable, the key was still an ordinary disciple, and there should be many suitors.

"Then you have to hurry, if she is promoted to the disciple of Xiaomeng Mountain, you won't have a chance. Yang Xiu reminded him.

The inner disciples are directly under the control of Fuyun Zhenren, and they have cultivated the Ruthless Immortal Dao, and what kind of love between men and women is mentioned.

"Well, I understand,"

Liu Xian nodded again and again, a rare flush appeared on his round face, scratched the back of his head and smiled: "Actually, I knew her when I started, and I liked her very much when I saw her for the first time, but I don't know how to say it......"

"How can I say it, let's get close to being friends first~"

Yang Xiu patted Liu Xian on the shoulder and smiled, "I think she's good, seize the opportunity." ”

Yang Xiu chatted with Liu Xian for a while, and gave each other a good ideological education of "taking the initiative". At this time, most of the disciples above the Lingzhou had returned to the room after eating, and the two were ready to go back to the house to rest.

However, at the moment of turning around, Yang Xiu's movements were stunned, and he turned his head suddenly, his eyes fixed on the distance.

"What's wrong?"

Liu Xian was also stunned when he saw this, and followed Yang Xiu's gaze to look into the distance, but he could only see a drowsy black curtain, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Yang Xiu frowned and looked intently into the distance. Just when the two of them turned around just now, Yang Xiu's corner of his eyes inadvertently aimed into the distance, where the mountain peaks seemed to move!

But when Yang Xiu observed carefully, he didn't notice any movement, and the black shadow in the distance seemed to be a hill, standing silently and solemnly in the night.

Blinded?

"It's okay, maybe I'm wrong. Yang Xiu shook his head and glanced into the distance a few more times before he and Liu Xian turned around and left.

Nothing was said all night.

In the room, Liu Xian and Yang Xiupan sat on their respective beds, holding spirit stones to meditate and cultivate, and with a slight vibration in the room, the two of them opened their eyes together.

The spirit boat set sail again.

The two went to have breakfast together, but Yang Xiu's mind kept flashing the strange scene from last night, which made Yang Xiu uneasy. After thinking about it for a while, Yang Xiu decided to meet his master and clarify the doubts in his heart.

Everyone has become accustomed to the feeling of flying in the sky, and their minds have calmed down. After the first day of sailing, the disciples of the Heavenly Book Pavilion were already familiar with the control method of the Spirit Boat, and Lin Shuangchen and Liu Wenzhong also had a chance to rest for a while.

When Yang Xiu found each other, the two were surrounded by a group of disciples explaining the anecdote of this wild wilderness.