Yi Heng only felt a splitting headache at this time, but he was still extremely happy in his heart.

The way of snowflakes realized in today's snow is definitely not that simple, and it is definitely not just the way of snowflakes.

For example, at this time, if you are willing, you will know that there will be snowflakes there, appearing, and falling.

If you want to, you can stop the snowflakes from falling in an instant.

If you can clearly grasp the trajectory of the movement of things around you, you can know the trajectory and power from the attack.

That is to know where the attack came from and how it was sent.

I just don't know if this way of understanding snowflakes can make the close-range attack stop in an instant like a snowflake in the fighting method, even if it is still for a while, it is definitely very powerful.

"Is this a rhyme, and if so, how many layers are it?" he whispered to himself.

Although it has not been used in the fighting method and consumes soul power, he believes that today's perception will definitely surprise him.

After three days, the wind and snow gradually subsided.

Yi Heng showed a hint of joy on his face, not because of the small snow, but because three hundred miles away, he had already vaguely seen the continuous black in the snow.

This must be the tribe that gathers in the outermost part of the steppe.

This shows that he is about to come into contact with the monks and mortals of the Northwest Continent, and the place of his destination is also about to be reached.

If you have hundreds of first-order gold-devouring insects, you will increase your strength again regardless of attack or defense.

In the last secret realm, the gold devouring insects that captured the monks of the Northwest Continent were now more than twenty left, and their strength was at the fourth or fifth level of qi refining, which was simply useless for the opponents he was about to face more and more powerful.

The reason is that I don't know how to raise it, and I don't have the elixir to raise.

And the Northwest Continent is the origin of this gold-eating insect, so I shouldn't let myself down.

Another purpose was to buy the elixir for the Northwest Continent Jindan Monk to improve his cultivation, and along the way, he also continued to swallow the Golden Spirit Pill and the Jade Spirit Pill, hoping to improve his cultivation again.

But to his disappointment, these two pills had no effect on him.

Although he was extremely sad, he was overjoyed to understand the way of snowflakes in the snow three days ago.

If he hadn't rushed out of the Ten Directions Academy alone, how could he have gained this gain?

Sure enough, the avenue was going to go alone, he couldn't help but sigh.

When he was a hundred miles away, he landed, put on a mask, and became a middle-aged vicissitudes of life again.

The last time he killed the white-clothed monk of the Northwest Continent in the secret realm, he must also be a person with status, and he didn't want to be chased and killed madly in this vast grassland.

Although the Northwest Continent and the Southwest Continent are bordered, there are not many Jindan monks at the bottom like him.

Of course, although there are not many contacts, they are naturally not enemies of life and death, so there are monks like him who come to the Northwest Continent to travel and enlighten.

Walking through the snow, free and chic, slowly approaching the tribe gathered in front of you.

Even if several monks' spiritual senses were condensed on his body and he paid attention to his every move, he was never afraid or guarded.

There are monks in the tribe, just like the families in the cities on the southwest continent, there are also monks with different cultivations.

I don't know what kind of tribe this tribe is, and I don't expect him to be friendly and good, I just want to be free from hostility.

The sound of cattle and sheep has gradually been heard, and a slight human voice has come into his ears, which makes him feel a little warm after not feeling the breath of the world for so long.

But after his spiritual sense was slowly released, several more spiritual senses locked on him, and they faintly exuded a warning.

He was unmoved, and at this time he could already feel that among these spiritual senses, the highest cultivation was only like him, the late stage of Jindan.

When the spiritual sense covered the knowledge for three hundred miles, he reached the center of this tribe, and finally alarmed the Yuan Infant Monk.

Dozens of powerful spiritual senses erupted and locked onto him, and several of them made him tremble.

He immediately withdrew his consciousness to show that he was not hostile, and his feet kept moving, getting closer.

But I already knew a little about this tribe in my heart.

Since you want to come to the Northwest Continent, how can you not do some research?

Just as the Southwest Continent is made up of major towns and families, the Northwest Continent is made up of various tribes.

Mortals live by herding herds, and at the same time serve monks.

On this grassland, natural disasters and man-made disasters and demon beasts, if there are no monks in charge, any of them will easily wipe out all the mortals of a tribe overnight.

The size of the tribe is also divided according to the strength of the monks, and only the monks of the Yuan Infant Stage and the Transformation Stage are in charge, but they are just small tribes.

But even if it is a small tribe, now gathered here, this felt bag is surrounded by a small city, three hundred miles is only half, I am afraid that there are millions of people in this tribe.

In the outermost tribes, the natural strength is not strong, otherwise how can they be squeezed out to the periphery where the grass is not good, the land is not fertile, and there is wind and snow?

The place where the dozens of Yuan Infant Stage monks lived was the center surrounded by a circle of felt, and even if it was only a slight investigation by the spiritual sense, they were stunned by the center.

A large tabernacle stood there, and its magnanimity could only be felt by approaching, but the mere fact that it covered a radius of fifty miles knew that this was definitely the place where the leader of the tribe lived.

Such a dome can accommodate at least 1,000 people.

Approaching the first felt bag, it was just a felt bag held up by four Hana, and it was supposed to be an ordinary herdsman.

The felt bag surrounded by the four hanas is eight or nine feet in circumference, and although it is not inhabited by monks, it is definitely enough to accommodate a common family.

And his destination is not among the common people.

Following the gap between the felt bags, entering the first circle, there are more voices.

Between the first and second circles, there is a width of four or five zhang, like a circular street.

There are herdsmen who are not afraid of the cold wandering around, or skewering into felt bags to roast and drink, or exchanging nothings, or lamenting the difference in weather.

The steppe herdsmen are short in stature, but they have broad shoulders and round shoulders, and they wear round felt hats and long waist knives pinned to their waists.

The face is rough and dark, the facial features are compact, and the eyes are bright.

The first feeling is a fierce spirit, even if he sees himself dressed in a cyan Taoist robe, exuding the aura of a monk, he is a monk from a foreign country, and he has no fear at all.

The second feeling is simplicity, if a pair of big eyes can speak, its enthusiasm can be felt from a few feet away.

It was as if he was going to pull him into a felt bag, drink a sheepskin bag of spirits, and eat a leg of lamb that was roasted and yellow and dripping with oil.

However, at this time, under the spiritual consciousness of several Yuan Infant Cultivators, he did not dare to eat meat and drink wine.

If you are a monk from a foreign country, it is absolutely abnormal for you to mingle with the herdsmen immediately after you arrive here.

The second circle of felt bags is larger, and the six hana supports it is enclosed.

Stepping into the second circle of streets, there was already a figure of a Qi Refining Stage monk, after seeing him, his eyes showed curiosity, but after feeling his breath, although he didn't dare to say much, he kept peeping.

Thinking about it, these monks could tell at a glance that he was not a local monk, and at the same time they were slightly surprised, they did not seem to have much affection.

Naturally, this is not the place of his destination.

However, I was also a little happy to be able to return to the monks.

Walking into the third circle of streets, the number of monks increased, and there was a foundation building period atmosphere, on the street, although there were few people, but some trading things, exuding bursts of aura.

He knew that the place of destination was almost there, and at this time, the felt bag in front of him had become surrounded by eight Hana, covering an area of nearly twenty zhang and wide, but it was only inhabited by a monk.

In the fourth circle of the street, he began to slow down, although there were still very few monks in the Jindan period, it was worth him to browse the things traded in the street and listen carefully to the monks' exchanges.

"Fellow Daoist, this thing is the bone of the three-hundred-year-old Bari, it is not easy to obtain, it is an important medicine for refining the Gathering Spirit Tiger Pill, and the price is absolutely indispensable. ”

Yi Heng naturally studied the language of the Northwest Continent briefly, and knew that Ba Ri was the meaning of the tiger, and the Gathering Spirit Tiger Pill was the elixir that improved the cultivation of the Golden Pill, and it was also the biggest purpose of his trip.

But the bones of a three-hundred-year-old tiger can refine that elixir?

"If it weren't for the fact that I was shy in my pocket and urgently needed spirit stones, how could I take them out and trade them?" The stall owner squatting behind the stall was dressed in a linen preaching robe, and his early cultivation in Jindan looked even more vicissitudes than his current situation. 1800 Literature

At this time, I saw that the person in front of the stall was also the early stage of Jindan's cultivation, dressed in a black Taoist robe, with a shearling skin shoulder on his shoulders, and his face was slightly hesitant.

The monk is naturally not like an ordinary herdsman, his face is full of wind and frost, but the environment of the Northwest Continent is extremely poor, and there are more treacherous places, so although the monk's complexion is not rough and dark, it is difficult to describe it as handsome compared to the monks of the Southwest Continent.

"A four, five, two, or three hundred year old bone will be sold for 150,000 spirit stones, which is too expensive, let me think about it. ”

Yi Heng didn't stay any longer, slowly passed them and walked forward.

First of all, I'm afraid that I have to find this pill, and then collect all kinds of elixirs and refine the pills by myself.

Otherwise, if it is a flower spirit stone purchase, then with his own qualifications, he really doesn't know how many pills he needs, and how many spirit stones he needs.

At this time, those spiritual senses gradually dissipated, especially the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator of the Transformation Stage who made him extremely frightened, withdrew, which made him feel a little relieved.

At this time, only the two Yuan Infant Cultivator Spiritual Senses were still faintly following him.

Presumably, seeing him stay in this area, it was natural that he wanted to find a monk to trade, even if he was not a Hongo monk, it was a common thing.

After walking around, he gradually became disappointed, there were only a few stalls here, and there were very few things to trade, not even a special pill shop, so naturally he couldn't find the place where the pill was.

Thinking about it, it is understandable that this is just the outermost tribe in the entire northwest continent, and I have just heard that the name of this tribe is Alxa Tuerhu, which means patrolman and sentinel.

And in the outermost part of the grassland of the northwest continent, there are as many as a thousand such tribes.

So many tribes surrounded the center of the steppe, forming the first line of defense on the steppe.

And further into the grassland, there is the second line of defense, which continues to go hundreds of thousands of miles until it reaches the most central part of the grassland, where the grassland royal court is.

And the largest tribe on the grassland, the Ao Han tribe is the lord of the royal court and the master of the entire grassland.

He pondered for a moment, then left the tribe and flew up again, heading out for the depths of the steppe.

On the grassland, there is a lack of materials, and among ordinary tribes, there is no strength to establish a teleportation array, so there is no other way but to fly.

If you go to the large tribe close to the royal court, there will be a teleportation array, but the teleportation fee is so high that the monks of the Northwest Continent will not dare to take it easily.

From the outermost circle into the grassland, seventy or eighty thousand miles later, he arrived at the tribe surrounded by the second circle, he did not stop directly, let go of the felt bags like hills, and continued to go deeper.

And in the second circle of tribes, there have been monks with even more unfathomable cultivation, who have been locking him with his spiritual sense, making him tense his heartstrings and hurriedly cross the side of the tribe.

When those few spiritual senses disappeared, I let out a long breath in my heart.

This is the second circle, and it is also the penultimate circle, in this circle, there are at least hundreds of tribes around, although the number of each tribe is not large, but almost all of them are monks, and there are already monks in the refining period.

If you want to come to this circle, you will be like a big family sect on the southwest continent.

If you go into another circle, it will be like a state-level family sect, with several refining periods in charge, and it will be as easy as turning over his hands to destroy him.

It's just that a monk who cultivates like this has been meditating and cultivating in retreat all year round, how can he interrupt his cultivation in order to kill him?

So he was just scared and not worried.

From this lap to the last lap was even more distant, and after ten days of flight, nearly 100,000 miles had passed, but not even a shadow had been seen.

It's just that in the depths of this grassland, the temperature is warm, the environment is getting better, there is no cold wind, no snow, and you can see a pile of cattle and sheep on the grassland from time to time.

The number of monks flying back and forth gradually increased, and from time to time there were some monks fighting for their lives, and the atmosphere was extremely fierce.

But when he saw the fighting method, he immediately avoided it, whether it was the foundation building period or the Jindan period fighting method, he didn't want to get into trouble, after all, he was not familiar with the people in this northwest continent, and he just wanted to find the pill quickly.

But alas, there is always trouble to find him.

At this time, three hundred miles ahead, a monk was being chased and killed, and in a panic, he flew straight in his direction.

And he had changed direction several times, and the monk continued to fly towards him, as if he had recognized him.

I don't know if I want to cause trouble or find a helper.

Hesitating, he didn't dare to bet that the monk was unintentional, he used his mana and suddenly sped up to the side.

If you turn your head and fly away, you will get farther and farther away from your destination, and if you go straight ahead, you will be cut straight by the monk.

As soon as his mind moved, the purple gold flying sword immediately appeared at his feet, and his left hand slammed his fingers, and two Xun characters appeared on his left hand.

And those two Xun characters instantly merged into the purple gold flying sword, and the sound of "Zizi" came out during the flight, which was the first time he flew with all his strength after he advanced to the late stage.

The speed soared by two times, and it circled forward with a "zizi" sound.

The monk, who had been flying towards him, saw him walking around to the left, and then turned his direction again.

However, seeing that his speed increased instantly, he naturally couldn't close the distance at this speed, and at most forty or fifty miles away, he would pass by, and he couldn't help but show disappointment.

But at this time, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Fellow Daoist in front, help me kill the enemy, and there will be a good reward." ”

When these words came into Yi Heng's ears, he sneered in his heart, remained unmoved, and continued to fly forward.

Generous rewards are nothing more than things outside the body, so how can life be important?

The distance was already more than sixty miles, and it would not take long to reach the closest distance, but even if it was the closest distance, it was more than forty miles, enough for himself and the monk to miss, and if he pursued it again, he would have to follow behind him.

At that point, merging the two Tatsumi characters will make him desperate again.

"Fellow Daoist, save my life, Nusan Ha will repay with all his might, a pair of bari bones. Fifty miles away, the monk shouted again, fearing that he would really leave.

His body paused slightly, the bones of four taels of the sun are 150,000 spirit stones, how much does a tiger's complete bones weigh?

At this time, you don't have to guess to know what happened, it must be another adventure treasure hunt, and the scene of turning against each other is staged.

But will you be tempted?

He secretly blamed himself for the slight pause just now, although it was something outside of his body, but if it was too much and too heavy, it was indeed very attractive.

But then, more than forty miles away, he glanced at the monk coldly.

A hundred miles behind him, two monks, one yellow and one black, chased after him with a wild laugh, and in front of the two monks, there was a "buzzing" flying gold devouring worm that made him envious.

If there are no other accidents, it is only a matter of time before they are hunted down and killed in this vast grassland.

But suddenly, he paused slightly, to the slight joy of the monk who had been pursued, and only a moment later saw him "whoosh" again, speed up, and fly away without hesitation.

Yi Heng really wanted to hit himself twice at this time, why did he pause for a moment, why did he let the two monks who were chasing this person see him so closely.

He definitely didn't know much about the monks in the Northwest Continent, only the six monks he met in the secret realm of Lingmi City.

But four of the six monks had already been killed on the spot, leaving only two.

And those two happened to be the two people who were chasing.

The same laughter, the same yellow and one black, the same use of gold devouring insects to open the way, but in the secret realm, these two chased and killed Shen Tutian, and were later scared away by themselves.

Now that these two people have cultivated to the late stage of Jindan, they are chasing and killing other monks.

is so unscrupulous, laughing wildly, thinking about coming to the Northwest Continent, he is also a person with a very high background.

And if you are a stranger in a foreign land, how can you afford to provoke it?

Fortunately, he is wearing a magic weapon on his face, and he has changed a lot from the secret realm, and the two of them will definitely not recognize him.

As for this Nusanna, he almost harmed himself, so he let him die.

In the rapid flight, he secretly worried that this heaven and earth are big, and it is no coincidence that it is not a coincidence, and it is also luck to the extreme.

"Die. When he flew away more than two hundred miles, there was a loud roar behind him, thinking that the two had caught up and moved.

I was secretly relieved, fortunately, the two didn't recognize themselves, but they couldn't be careless, and in an instant, they accelerated and flew forward.

After a day and a night, he flew more than 20,000 miles, and the number of monks gradually increased, but almost all of them were busy, and they didn't care about him, an outsider.

He was pleased that there were so many monks, and that the tribal gathering place was not far ahead, maybe two days, maybe a day.

I couldn't help but relax secretly, and I no longer kept flying like I was running for my life, but just like the monks around me, I could just fly at an ordinary speed.

As long as those two people don't recognize themselves, will they still be robbed?