Chapter 69: Golden Beamon
The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the entire three seasons of the green sea are covered in snow.
He was running and running, and suddenly heard the wailing of an animal, Luo Yan walked in search of the sound, and saw in the distance an animal that looked like a horse, Yuan and a lion, with long golden hair all over its body, stuck between two giant trees.
The roots of the two trees were connected and grew in a V-shape, and it seemed that the beast was dying when it jumped up and was about to pass through the tree, not wanting to get stuck in it.
Seeing someone coming, the beast raised its weak head and looked at Luo Yan with a pleading look.
Seeing this beast, Luo Yan was pleasantly surprised, he had seen it from an ancient book, in addition to introducing its appearance, the book also briefly said that this beast is huge, agile, and powerful, and can be called the king of beasts.
Luo Yan held up his body with both hands, put it on the ground, and took out a healing pill from the storage ring, put it into its mouth, and helped it take it.
Judging by the way it looks, it should be a cub.
After a cup of tea, the situation of the golden baby had improved, and he stood up and looked at Luo Yan, as if he was grateful.
Luo Yan saw that it was no longer in trouble, so he stood up and continued to move forward.
It turned out that the golden Beamon cub he had just rescued had been following behind, Luo Yan turned around and signaled it to leave, but the golden Beamon cub shook his head and continued to follow.
Watching its young body wadking through the snow, Luo Yan couldn't bear it, and squatted down again and asked, "Do you really want to follow me?"
Beamon nodded.
Luo Yan said: "In that case, you can come and rest in my Qiankun bag!"
As soon as the baby jumped into the bag, Beamon got into the bag.
Luo Yan smiled, put away the Qiankun bag, and continued to hurry.
Since Ding Shengkun gave himself this Qiankun bag, this is the first time he has used it.
The use of this bag and the things that can hold spirit pets were all learned from Mu Shanshan when he was in Jiuyou Mountain.
Before, Mu Shanshan used a Qiankun bag to pack her spirit rabbit.
Luo Yan suddenly thought of something again, poured spiritual power into his arms, and pushed the snow on the ground, pushing away the snow in a range of ten zhang like a wind and clouds, revealing the corpses of green people in the grass.
These corpses were all cultivated below during the Qi cultivation period, and Luo Yan also put them into the Qiankun bag as the rations of the Golden Beamon.
Later, he did the same, and collected some corpses in other places.
Of course, the spirit flowers and spirit grasses he encountered along the way, he would not forget to put them in the storage ring.
After more than ten days, Luo Yan finally left this green sea and entered the Valley of Forgotten Worries region.
It is a canyon about a thousand zhang wide between two mountains, and the valley is a dense bamboo forest, and a clear stream slowly flows out of the valley, making a gurgling sound, and converges into a small lake in front of the valley.
Both sides of the stream are dotted with mountain flowers, red and pink, wafting out a faint fragrance, attracting butterflies and bees to dance.
Among the flowers, a winding path stretches into the depths of the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows.
At this time, the green sea in three seasons is full of snow, a harsh winter scene, and this hundred miles away in the Valley of Forgotten Worries is lush and a thriving beauty.
Luo Yan saw that there were a few small yellow grasses by the lake, and the five leaves were tightly attached to the ground, blending with the earth, and they couldn't be found if they didn't look carefully.
He had also seen this herb in the fairy grass spirit collection, called the Spirit Lily, whose rhizome could suppress hallucinations, so he took out a long sword and dug it out.
After picking more than a dozen in a row, he stopped, put away his long sword and prepared to enter the valley.
At that moment, he faintly heard the sound of a fight.
Luo Yan quickly ran to a high ground and looked for a sound.
At this moment, beside the bamboo forest by the lake, two men and a woman are fighting.
The woman was only wearing a white close-fitting gown, which was already stained with blood, and one of the long sleeves had been torn off.
Two male cultivators wore cyan robes, one was as thin as firewood, and the other was short as a third-class cripple.
The two of them were striking the nun from left to right, and one of them was holding a torn white sleeve in his hand, with a filthy evil smile on his face.
Looking at this female cultivator again, she has now reached the point where she can only parry and has no power to fight back.
As soon as she blocked the long sword of the thin green-robed male cultivator on the left, the long sword of the short male cultivator on the right fell on her body.
A piece of white clothes was picked up by the tip of the sword, leaving a shallow scar on the snow-white skin, and blood flowed down the wound.
The female cultivator hurriedly returned her sword and stabbed at the short male cultivator.
And the thin male cultivator grabbed the hem of her clothes with one hand.
Judging by the situation, the two male cultivators did not intend to take the female cultivator's life for a while, but had the intention of molesting
Judging from the clothes, the two male cultivators should be from the Giant Sword Sect, and the female was only wearing a white robe, so it was impossible to tell which sect it was a disciple for a while.
Thinking of the Giant Sword Gate, Luo Yan thought of the village chief of Qingniu Village, he was from that sect, and his son was now also a disciple of the Giant Sword Gate, and this time he also entered the secret realm with Zhou Wanyi.
Thinking of these people's various behaviors towards him in the village, he felt disgusted with the Giant Sword Gate in his heart, and then looked at the despicable behavior of the two in front of him, Luo Yan was furious and immediately rushed over.
In a flash, he stood in front of the female cultivator, facing the two people of the Giant Sword Gate, and said loudly: "I heard that there are more shameless rats in the Giant Sword Gate, but when I saw it today, it was really the case." ”
The two disciples of the Giant Sword Sect were also shocked when they saw someone suddenly appear, and then looked at Luo Yan, feeling that it was not difficult to deal with, so they mocked unscrupulously:
"Hey, isn't this a disciple of the Tianling Sect, I heard that the two disciples of your sect have already had an affair, and I really saw the current situation today.
Why, seeing that we trained your good looks, you want to stand up for her, right?
That's fine, let's solve you first in front of her, let her break her illusions, be obedient, and serve the two of us. ”
Luo Yan originally wanted to save the lives of the two of them, but after hearing these words, he felt that the two of them must not stay.
First, they had recognized him, and he didn't want to cause trouble for the Heavenly Spirit Gate;
Second, he didn't want the two rats to bully others again.
After making up his mind, Luo Yan said sharply: "Shameless man, I'll clean up the portal for your other masters." After saying that, he took out the cyan long sword he had obtained, and engaged the two of them.
These two disciples of the Giant Sword Sect were both building the foundation of the second-layer realm, and they fought with Luo Yan to attack viciously and make yin damages.
After Luo Yan fought with them for more than a dozen rounds, he found that the two of them cooperated tacitly, and when the thin male cultivator attacked, the short male cultivator helped him defend, and vice versa.
Luo Yan observed for a while, and a plan was born in his heart.
He first quickly attacked the short male cultivator, and after repelling it, he immediately urged the true qi to enter the long sword, generating a green dragon phantom, and under the urging of his divine thoughts, as soon as he came out, he immediately wound towards the thin male cultivator, forcing the latter to hurriedly return to the sword to defend.
As a result, his body had to retreat to the side, and the original tacit cooperation between the two was disrupted.