"I'm sorry, Brother Di, I ......" Lan Ru took the initiative to apologize to Di Jiu. Knowing that it was the step pattern that did it to Di Jiu's Taoist couple, how could Lan Ru not know that Zhen Man had contributed? If it weren't for her, Zhen Man would definitely not have had the opportunity to come into contact with the step pattern.

Di Jiu waved his hand, "It's none of your business." ”

After speaking, Di Jiu took out a ring and handed it to the thin male cultivator who came forward to provide information, "There is something in this ring, if there is anything else you need, you and Sister Lan Ru will talk about it." ”

Almost at the same time as he finished this action, Di Jiu had already stepped into the depths of the Infinite Palace.

The thin monk took the ring, and his mind swept it casually, and when he saw the contents of the ring clearly, his hands trembled, and he quickly put away the ring and bowed to Di Jiu, "Thank you, senior." ”

He never dreamed that he had just provided a message and would have such a huge return.

After Di Jiu left, the monks who came to the Infinite Palace breathed a sigh of relief. The step pattern was killed by Di Jiu in public, although everyone knew that there were a lot of good things in the Infinite Palace, but no one really dared to enter the Infinite Palace like Di Jiu.

The Infinite Palace has a profound heritage, and it is rumored that there has been a third-step powerhouse. Even if the step pattern is killed, who knows if there are other strong people in the Infinite Palace?

The monks who come here are basically the masters of the major sects, or a faction. It's just that the stride pattern stepped into the merger, and everyone came here to give gifts. Now that the stride has been killed, everything that was said before is meaningless. Many monks who didn't want to do much began to leave the Infinite Palace.

......

Di Jiu had already come to the cave where the Fubu pattern trapped Nong Xiuqi at this moment, and the monks who were guarding outside at this moment had already fled. Even some of the monks of the Infinite Palace fled quietly. Di Jiu was in no mood to care about others, he was most worried that he would be like the step pattern, and he would not be able to open Nong Xiuqi's world.

After the monk stepped into the third step, he could open up his own world, which Di Jiu had heard of. It's just that Nong Xiuqi has only shaped the Dao realm, how can it be possible to open the world, and even enter the world, Di Jiu really can't figure it out.

Di Jiu's divine thoughts at this moment had already carefully examined the entire space, and the rules of the space had not changed at all, and he couldn't find a trace of abnormality at all.

This made Di Jiu feel a little frightened, and he was worried that he would not be able to find the space for Nong Xiuqi to hide.

He tried to settle his mind, and then began to comprehend every basic law here. Even if he had already comprehended the basic law, Di Jiu still understood it again.

At the same time, he constantly runs the rules of Zhou, and wants to communicate the rules of space that are slightly similar to his rules Zhoutian. Nong Xiuqi practiced his rule Zhou Tian, and his rule exercises were not perfect at that time, so it stands to reason that there should be some traces in the process of Nong Xiuqi's cultivation. Di Jiu believed that as long as he was patient, he would definitely be able to find some traces.

......

Ling Xiaoshuang stood up suddenly, and she finally broke through to the middle stage of the Merge Dao.

From the moment she entered the Holy Yang Bead and rushed into the chaotic magma, she had a feeling that her entire body was about to be incinerated. The chaotic yang qi in the Holy Yang Bead and the heaven-opening breath in the chaotic magma made the accumulation of chaotic vitality in her sea of consciousness and veins soar. This kind of accumulation can not be turned into cultivation in a short period of time, or it can really burn her.

Fortunately, when she rushed out of the Holy Yang Pearl, there was no chaotic magma outside, and the Seven Wheel King Qianfuyan was not there. At this moment, she didn't even have a chance to find a safe place to retreat, so she retreated in place to refine the chaotic aura she absorbed.

It wasn't until she rushed into the middle of the Merge that the burning sensation of that chaotic aura dissipated.

Ling Xiaoshuang walked out of the humble retreat, her divine thoughts swept out, and she was pleasantly surprised to find that her divine thoughts were much stronger than those in the early stage of the Merge Dao. This is definitely not just due to the middle stage of the merger, but because of a qualitative change in her foundation. This change must have something to do with the chaotic magma.

It's just that Ling Xiaoshuang soon found that something was wrong, there was still a gray area everywhere here. Compared to the land of seven wheels she had entered before, there seemed to be no difference. It's just that the ground is full of debris, as if a lot of broken porcelain plates have been laid out.

Is this still the land of the Seven Wheels?

Immediately, Ling Xiaoshuang was pleasantly surprised, she knew that Di Jiu had come to her rescue before she rushed into the Chaos Magma. In any case, she will find Di Jiu in the land of seven wheels.

From the moment she entered the chaotic magma and saw that cyan sword, she knew what she wanted. Perhaps, at that moment, she really matured.

The creaking sound of splinters on the soles of her feet almost made Ling Xiaoshuang suspect that she had entered an abandoned kiln. Her mind went back to a long time ago, when she was very young, and there was an abandoned kiln factory outside her house. Her favorite thing is to walk on the abandoned kiln, and at that time, the broken porcelain pieces are trampled under her feet, which is the creaking sound.

What she enjoyed most was the sound of stepping on snow, walking alone among the broken tiles. Until one day, Master saw her and took her away.

Since then, she hasn't walked across the broken tiles or heard the creaking sound again.

Ling Xiaoshuang was immersed in the memories, if she could find Di Jiu, walk slowly on the broken tiles with Di Jiu, and listen to the creaking sound slowly, maybe that was the tranquility she really needed.

An abrupt figure appeared in Ling Xiaoshuang's thoughts, causing Ling Xiaoshuang, who was immersed in fantasy, to wake up suddenly.

It was a tall figure, and then Ling Xiaoshuang was sure that it was definitely not a monk from the Land of Seven Wheels. The monks of the Land of Seven Wheels, even the Seven Wheels Wang Qianfu Yan or Qi Youyan, did not have such a condensed body and divine thoughts.

Because at the same time that her divine thoughts swept the figure, the figure also swept her, and the divine thoughts were almost substantial, not much weaker than her.

Ling Xiaoshuang stopped, she already clearly understood that this was not the land of seven wheels. The Land of the Seven Wheels has a cold aura, and the color and terrain here look similar, but in fact they are completely different. Not only is it not cold before, but even the rules of heaven and earth are completely different.

The rules of heaven and earth in the land of the seven wheels are incomplete, and the rules of heaven and earth here are even more complete than those of the holy path realm.

The figure in the divine mind also stopped, his gaze was on Ling Xiaoshuang's side, and then slowly walked towards Ling Xiaoshuang's side. Ling Xiaoshuang didn't move, she knew that if she moved, the other party would probably speed up and escape. And Ling Xiaoshuang also wanted to know, where is this.

Her most urgent thing was to hurry back to the land of the Seven Wheels and see Di Jiu.

With her current strength, she believes that she will not be afraid to face the Seven Wheel King again.

Although she didn't leave, Ling Xiaoshuang didn't deliberately lean over, she bent down and picked up a piece of broken rubble.

A faint trace of Dao rhyme was caught by Ling Xiaoshuang, and Ling Xiaoshuang felt her scalp tingle for a while. Where is this shattered rubble, this is definitely a fragment of a superb artifact.

Ling Xiaoshuang bent down again and grabbed a handful of shards.

In just a moment, she was sure that the rubble fragments covered under her feet were all top-grade artifacts and top-grade artifact fragments. There are many top-grade artifacts and few high-grade artifacts. Because of the long time passed, this magic weapon fragment was eroded by the endless Dao rhyme, and as long as it was a little forced, it would crack in half again.

Ling Xiaoshuang gasped, she had a bad premonition. The best thing on her body is the Holy Yang Pearl, and the Holy Yang Pearl is very likely to be an innate magic weapon. But apart from the Holy Yang Pearl, she doesn't have a top-grade artifact. And under her feet, there are fragments of the best artifact everywhere. How many superlative artifact shatters are this?

At this moment, the monk had already walked in front of Ling Xiaoshuang, he was standing only a dozen zhang away from Ling Xiaoshuang, looking at Ling Xiaoshuang without moving.

Ling Xiaoshuang suppressed the shock in her heart, and took the initiative to clench her fists and said, "This fellow Daoist is invited, may I ask where this is?"