The auction was still in full swing, and no one noticed that someone got up and left the venue halfway, and at the moment they were walking towards the outside of the small courtyard. All the way through the corridor, the dialect seemed to be calm, but the footsteps were like flying, straight out of the courtyard gate, and then according to the route in this person's memory, first return to another mountain peak in the Heavenly Demon Sect, and then leave the mountain gate from there.

In my impression, this monk named Ye Xiyuan was just an outer disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and he came with a few fellow senior brothers tonight. Don't look at his cultivation as only the seventh level of Qi cultivation, but he is a little famous among the outer disciples, the reason is not only that he cultivates hard, but also that he usually likes to take on various tasks the most, and he is out all the year round, and he knows the area around the Heavenly Demon Sect well.

Fang Yan chose this person because of his low cultivation, anyway, he didn't have any psychological burden on killing the disciples of the Demon Sect, just find a suitable one. Unexpectedly, he met a jack-of-all-trades by mistake, so after learning about these things, Fang Yan immediately decided to leave overnight, relying on his familiarity with the nearby terrain and fleeing from here.

Although it is a demon gate, the cultivation environment of the Heavenly Demon Sect is also very enviable to Fang Yan, and the spiritual peaks and spiritual lands can be seen everywhere along the way, and the scenery is still extremely moving at night. This is only the outer gate, it looks no less than in the Qingyuan Sect, the station of the big sect has always been very particular, and it can be inherited for tens of thousands of years, which one is not Zhong Lingyuxiu.

The outer gate also has a mountain gate for disciples to enter and exit, the management is relatively loose, this is not the core of the sect, ordinary and free from external interference, unlike some sects that are heavily guarded, and some disciples are also allowed to enter and exit at night because of the task. Ye Xiyuan was a well-known mission maniac at the outer gate, and no one suspected him when he left in a hurry, and he let him out without even asking, which went unexpectedly.

Wait until tomorrow, the Heavenly Demon Sect will find that another disciple has disappeared inexplicably, this person named Ye Xiyuan may not be noticed by too many people, and the Jin Muliang he disguised before will inevitably attract the attention of many people, and a tracking is inevitable. Out of the Shanmen dialect all the way to the fast, overnight in the mountains to speed forward, far away from this place of right and wrong.

A few days after that. Fang Yan is basically in a hurry, not only to stay away from the Heavenly Demon Sect, but even to escape from its sphere of influence, and from now on have nothing to do with here. He had already made up his mind, even if he had the opportunity to return to South Vietnam, he would try not to use the teleportation circles of a few great demon gates, there were too many unfathomable secret techniques in the demon path. Maybe next time I go, I'll be caught in the net.

Except for a short break on the road, the dialect has escaped more than 10,000 miles. No matter how powerful the Heavenly Demon Sect was, it would be impossible for it to directly control such a vast area. Fang Yan found a hidden place nearby, hid in it and rested for a day, during this time running around, and always on nervous alert, physically and mentally exhausted, finally relaxed.

When Fang Yan came out of it in high spirits, he glanced around casually, and flew in a southeasterly direction. A large area there resembles the former Hujun Mountain in South Vietnam, and is home to small sects and scattered cultivators, making it the most suitable place for dialects to hide temporarily. Wait there to inquire about the method of returning to South Vietnam, with the experience of dialects, there is no shortage of strange people in the scattered cultivation, in addition to these big demon gates, there may be other passages.

Besides, Fang Yan is no longer a Qi Refining Cultivator. The demon cultivator who met at Dajin Lake back then was only in the Qi refining period, and at that time, the teleportation array of the Demon Gate had obviously not yet been completed, and he had a way to go directly to Nanyue, and his own foundation-building monk was not as good as him? Thinking of this, Fang Yan's heart was a little calm, and he flew away at a uniform speed all the way, no longer just running away with his life like he did a few days ago.

Be careful. Fang Yan still suppressed his cultivation in the Qi cultivation period, but his appearance had returned to his own appearance, and the outfit on his body was completely a casual cultivation dress, dressed in a black robe, messy black hair, and stepping on an inaccessible flying sword.

Not far ahead is the Misty Mountain, which is a well-known place in this area. In Ye Xiyuan's memory, he had been here many times, pretending to be a casual cultivator and entering it. However, he was still unfamiliar with the terrain here, because the mountain range was unknown, and most of the places were foggy all year round, and it was difficult to see the true face, and it was difficult to figure out his exact location after a long time in it.

Misty Mountain is named because of its clouds and mist, in fact, many people call it Lost Mountain, which is derived from the strangeness of this mountain. It is said that if you go deep into the mountains, even if you stay in one place, after a period of time, the surrounding environment will completely change, and you will not be able to tell where you came from, as if this place is changing all the time, and there is no trace to follow.

There are strange things everywhere in the world of cultivating immortals, and dialects have also been to many places since they entered the Tao, and there are countless things like this, which may be spread by falsehood or the work of natural creation. In the face of such great power, the strength of the monk is like an ant, no matter how high the cultivation is, it is only so, just like that catastrophe, you can only take advantage of the situation, seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and who dares to boast about reversing it.

However, this is not the case in all parts of the Misty Mountains, such strange things only happen in the depths of the mountains, and many places on the edge of the mountains, or on the periphery, are no different from the outside world, and there is not much danger in them. These places were originally filled with a large number of demon beasts, which were expelled and exterminated by monks for thousands of years, and gradually became a place for monks to settle down and settle.

And those strange places, not only danger and death, but also in the ever-changing mountains, there are also endless opportunities that tempt a large number of monks to go. Almost every once in a while, the news that someone has found a treasure of heaven and earth comes out, and it is difficult to distinguish between the true and the false, but it attracts more monks to break into it one after another.

Moreover, in places like this, there is no lack of spiritual energy and spiritual veins, otherwise how can all kinds of spiritual things be bred, but the spiritual veins in it are too scattered, and the terrain is ever-changing, so it is difficult to open up a large-scale spiritual land that can be used. Moreover, there has never been a large mining area that can be mined in the entire mountain range, which makes it difficult for large sects to gain a foothold here, and over time it has become a paradise for all kinds of small and medium-sized forces and scattered cultivators.

I don't know when it began, in the edge of the Misty Mountain Range, large and small immortal cities and fang markets were established, and countless sects and families were entrenched in them, jointly using each other, and of course, fighting and grabbing were indispensable. In this land where various forces are intertwined, disputes over various reasons have never been broken.

In addition, this is located in Xizhou, and most of the monks are demon cultivators, relatively speaking, the monks here are more irritable, like to be strong, brave and ruthless, and are accustomed to talking about life and death if they don't agree with each other. This has also led to a large area around the mountain range, where most of the people are fierce and chaotic, and no force wants to get involved.

The goal of the dialect is to go to the largest immortal city in the vicinity, and it is best to find a merchant pavilion that specializes in selling news, and find a safe way back. At the end of the day, the dialect has entered the edge of the misty mountain, and it is getting late, and there is a fang market not far ahead, and the dialect flies in front of the fang market.

When I entered it, I saw a fairly smooth street, which was crowded with buildings of all kinds on both sides, and there were many monks on the street, going back and forth between the shops, and most of them were dressed casually like dialects, and there were also people in fancy costumes. Fang Yan walked into a shop at random, most of which were used for demon cultivation, as well as some spiritual materials and spirit ores and low-level demon beast materials.

These things were of little use in the dialect, and his main purpose here was to find a map of what larger fairy cities were in the nearby area. For a hundred spirit stones, Fang Yan easily bought a detailed map, which was carefully marked within a radius of nearly 10,000 miles, but apart from this, there was nothing to buy.

I found an inn and stayed for one night, and the dialect left here in the early morning of the next day, and went straight to a fairy city thousands of miles away, which was the largest fairy city around, the Lost Sky City. Along the way, they flew along the edge of the mountains, and at regular intervals they would see market towns and markets, and from time to time there would be all sorts of monks, grouped or alone into the depths of the mountains.

There are very few monks who travel aimlessly like Fang Yan, and most of the casual cultivators in this area make a living by going into the mountains to find fate, or do related livelihoods, and have no time to wander around. The dialects came here with different goals, and they didn't want to waste time in it, they just wanted to find a way back to South Vietnam as soon as possible. It was another day of flying, and at night I found a place to rest.

The next day, not long after Fang Yan came out of a small town, he suddenly felt that his cultivation was irrepressibly restless, this situation had also happened a few days ago, but it was easily suppressed by Fang Yan. This is a sign that the cultivation is about to advance, but the dialect has only broken through to the current realm for more than a year, and it is with the help of Zhong Lingyudu to make the cultivation break through, so advancing again so quickly is likely to cause the foundation to be unstable, laying hidden dangers for breaking obstacles in the future.

The promotion after the third layer of the foundation is completely different, advancing to the fourth layer is equivalent to breaking through a small realm, bottlenecks may appear at any time, from now on, dialects must pay attention to laying a solid foundation, otherwise they will be in a difficult situation at that time, the reason is naturally his damn spiritual root. Therefore, when he first felt that his cultivation was abnormal, he categorically decided to forcibly suppress it, but today's feeling was very different, and the aura in his body even had a tendency to run wild.

Maybe he had lived in a place shrouded in demonic energy for several years, although he would choose to stay in the immortal city or spiritual land from time to time, but that kind of place could not be compared to the environment he was in now, there was no catastrophe here, there was no overwhelming demonic energy, and there were no thick black clouds in the sky, and he could freely inhale the spiritual energy in the air, although it may be insignificant.

However, the transformation of this environment has a huge effect, but the feeling is not obvious, and it is imperceptible to the silence, and the cultivation becomes no longer stable. In addition, the spirit of the dialect is already stronger than ordinary people, and the promotion of cultivation is also very subtle, maybe the heart demon tribulation he encountered in the stronghold not only played a role in his heart, but also related to the soul.

It's inexplicable, and the dialect doesn't know whether it's good or bad for him, but he can't suppress it, he can only be forced to advance, and he can't hurt himself because of it, which is even more unreasonable. It's just that this is not a place to advance, and monks pass by from time to time, and the next market is still not a short distance.

"The only way to go deep into the mountains is to find a secluded place there, and then go on the road after cultivating and consolidating. In desperation, Fang Yan had to turn to the depths of the mountain range, over the low peaks, and look for a place with a little abundant spiritual energy. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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