Jiang Ding took a light breath.

After six years of driving, when the green was in front of him, his heart couldn't help but be touched a little, but then he disappeared, and his figure slowly dissipated.

Even if the divine consciousness swept in, it would not be able to find anything.

"Magnetic Cryptography"!

Over the years, after the incarnation's uninterrupted enlightenment, finally in the recent Xiaocheng, under the increase of the Taiqing Flying Sword, the early Yuan Infant monks could not find anything in person.

The mid-infant monk would not have been able to find it if he hadn't scanned it carefully.

The northern plains in front of him, the water and grass are abundant, vibrant, vast and magnificent, far beyond the Three Kingdoms Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the danger is the same, and it can run rampant if it is not the peak of Jindan.

"Raven True Monarch ......"

Jiang Ding muttered.

If it weren't for this person, he would still be meditating in Tushan Immortal City now, and he would not consider going out until his strength could not be advanced, and he would be much stronger than he is now.

Now, no.

With a billion loans from Xianmen on his back, he can't be idle if he wants to.

"It's still about safety."

"Don't worry, it's okay if you don't have a chance."

Jiang Ding planned: "Xianmen's loan can be solved, it's really not good, you can also use a loan to support the loan, although it is very shameless, but the Xianmen Central Bank Array Spirit will forgive me." ”

The main reason is that he consumes too much to refine the flying sword.

At least 30 million spirit stones per year, so that the Taiqing Flying Sword can grow rapidly, there must be a ruling area.

Step into the grassland.

In an instant, bits and pieces of heaven and earth aura poured in from all directions, turning into a trickle and pouring into the dantian.

Jiang Ding's spirit was relieved, and he felt much more comfortable.

The Spiritless Desert is too torturous for immortal cultivators.

At this time, as soon as you return to the aura environment, it is like a fish returning to the water, and the whole person is happy physically and mentally.

Feel it for a moment.

Jiang Ding got up, suspended in the air, his divine sense gently swept over the grass, brushing away the two looming feet.

The consciousness spreads fifty kilometers.

He hid his form and flew off into the distance.

After a while, dozens of cattle and sheep appeared in front of him, followed by a teenager riding a donkey.

The boy was small, dark-skinned, and dressed in tattered sheepskins, and his body shivered from time to time in the cold of winter, and he curled up on the back of a donkey.

"A young herdsman who looks poor."

Jiang Ding silently observed him and did nothing.

After the herdsmen drove the cattle and sheep to this place where water and grass were more abundant, they let the cattle and sheep graze and forage.

He shuddered and took out a piece of cold and hard plant stem, something like a potato, which had been burned beforehand, and the skin was black.

He didn't brush off the black skin, he just took a big bite and took a few bites, and then licked his fingers.

The stems are only the size of a fist, not enough to feed them.

The herdsman boy rested for a moment in a leeward place, straightened up, searched the grassland, picked up pieces of dry and hard cow dung, first piled them into small piles, and then put them in the hemp rope net pocket behind his back.

Occasionally, when I see some berries and the like, I will be happy, eat some of them, and put away some of them.

Sometimes the cattle and sheep went far away, and he hurriedly drove them back.

For several hours in a row, the herdsman spent his time like this, obviously looking tired, but he did not dare to rest too much, constantly collecting dry cow dung, and gradually piling up a hemp rope net pocket larger than himself behind his back, dragging it awkwardly.

"The herdsmen of the steppe work harder than many tenant farmers."

"The grasslands are too barren."

Jiang Ding sighed lightly.

Next, he spent a few days to check the surrounding thousands of miles of land, it was a normal nomadic settlement and production society, there was nothing abnormal, and there was no warning from the Daozi-level keen spirit.

Over the course of several days,

Except for two or three hours a day, the herdsmen are busy collecting dried cow dung and berries.

The harvest is very rewarding.

The cow dung was packed with seven or eight nets of twine, and was tied behind a few docile cows, and even the donkey he rode in a few bags, and could only carry a large bag of berries on his back, and followed the sheep back step by step.

Suddenly, the herdsman's eyebrows cooled.

It was so slight that he didn't even pay attention to it, just as if it was a drop of water falling from the sky, and this kind of thing was very common in the wilderness.

Touching his cheeks, he continued to move forward with his torso flock.

He didn't see that behind him, a young man in Tsing Yi was silently thinking about something.

"This is the ranch of the Bone Knife Tribe."

Jiang Ding looked through the memories of the herdsman boy who had copied it, and by the way, he sent an aura equivalent to a qi and blood elixir into the other party's heart as a reward.

"It's a medium-sized tribe with a population of nearly 10,000."

"The nobles of the tribe, well, he knows this, and he is called the captain of ten thousand masters, and the priest, the commander of the thousand and so on...... All of them are surnamed Hei. ”

"The Hei clan is born to be the supreme grassland noble, and all the tribal leaders and priests are descendants of the Hei clan - this is as natural as air, sunshine, water, and breath, no one is surprised, born like this, there is no reason."

"No matter how brave a warrior is, even if he can hunt eagles, hunt wolves alone, and be invincible on the battlefield, he cannot become a tribal leader and a priest."

"Otherwise, the Immortal Heaven will send down a punishment and make his body festering and die."

"Only the supreme grassland nobles, the descendants of the Hei clan can become chiefs and priests, and have all the cattle, sheep, horses, and all the women in the tribe."

"Then there will be nothing left, stocking every day, picking up cow dung and handing it to the master, otherwise you will be whipped these."

"Woes to the people."

Jiang Ding looked at the memories of the herdsman boy for more than ten years, and his eyes flashed: "The good news is that you haven't taken the wrong path, this is the territory of the Six Dao Sect Animal Dao, otherwise whoever let a group of mortals from the Black Clan rule here, and all of a sudden, it will be for so many years, children and grandchildren." ”

"Next, it's to find the core of the Beast Dao Black Clan, Beast Spirit City."

"There is a high probability that the Crow True Monarch is in the Beast Spirit Immortal City, where there is a fourth-order low-grade spiritual vein, which is enough to become a retreat place for Yuanying Cultivators."

"Then, while the Crow True Monarch is out, beat him to death."

"It's over."

"I don't believe it, in the Demon Dao, it is another time of war and chaos, and the Six Dao Sect and the Yuanying Monk have worked hard to track down something, and their feelings are so deep."

Jiang Ding quickly made a plan.

The figure flashed, broke through the air again, and came to the center of the Bone Knife Tribe, in the middle of the tent guarded by many grassland warriors.

A bearded man with a sword closed his eyes and meditated, his true qi reached the peak of his internal qi, and he was trying to impact the innate spirit.

He opened his eyes, a look of confusion, and closed them again.

"There's a little more information."

"The location of the Black Clan's Khan's Court, as expected, there should be traces of the Black Clan's monks in that direction, and if you find them, you can find the location of the Animal Spirit City."

Jiang Ding unleashed all his concealment ability, without touching anyone, and flew in the sky at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.

Four

(End of chapter)