Chapter 867 Immortal Island, Ginseng Fruit

(Make up for yesterday's one)

In the form of a piece of dead wood, Yang Fan drifted in the boundless sea, quietly contemplating and cultivating.

It took him decades to consolidate the realm, then it took decades to evolve the formula of the fruition period, and finally it took decades to deduce the unknown realm after the fruiting period.

Suddenly, a hundred years passed in a hurry.

In the past hundred years, Yang Fan's mana cultivation has not increased qualitatively, but only the transformation and sublimation of the spirit hún, as well as a deeper understanding of the realm.

At this moment, even if he was allowed to face Murong Feng's "Sky Splitting Sword", he would be able to retreat calmly.

At this stage in the later stage of the death of flowers, Yang Fan is destined to be not good at frontal confrontation.

Because whether it is the vitality or the jīng qi god, he is not at the peak.

Fortunately, the advantage in the realm makes up for this shortcoming, so that Yang Fan has a strong power of self-preservation. Even if the law enforcement forces of a large island are gathered, it is difficult to pose a threat to him.

Just wandering aimlessly.

Until one day, Yang Fan had a strange feeling.

In the sea ahead, there was a thick fog, and it was impossible to see through.

This mist even isolated Yang Fan's senses.

Such a situation gave Yang Fan a sense of déjà vu.

Could it be...... Unzen Island?

At this time, Yang Fan found that near this immortal mist, there were many monks wandering.

"The legendary 'Unzen Island' actually appeared on Pengshan Island. ”

A man laughed, turned into a ray of light, and rushed into the fairy mist.

The brave monk rushed into the fairy mist.

And most of the monks lingered outside the fairy mist, hesitating.

Because it is impossible to see the reality of the fog at all.

"Every time Unzen Island appears, it doesn't stay for too long, and then it disappears into thin air. Maybe the next time I come out, I will be lost in a strange sea, and I will never come out again......"

An elderly Taoist priest sighed.

For the unknown area, only a few dare to enter after all.

"Did I encounter 'Unzen Island' again? Could it be that I really have a relationship with this island?"

Yang Fan couldn't help but be stunned.

So, in the form of dead wood, he floated towards the immortal mist.

He deduced a hundred years, and he was feeling bored, and he planned to go to Unzen Island to see it.

"Huh, why is that dead wood moving on its own?"

There are monks who find out about this situation.

Dead wood and other objects on the surface of the sea are generally drifting downstream.

And this piece of dead wood, not according to the direction of the wind, drifted straight towards the area of the fairy mist.

The curious monk unfolded his divine sense to check, but he couldn't see any clues.

If you want to see the flaws, you must at least pass through the cultivation of the tribulation period. But how rare the monks in the outer sea area during the Tribulation Period are, and it is possible to give birth to one in the sea area of tens of billions of miles.

Yang Fan was secretly amused, and slowly walked towards the fairy mist area.

"Hehe, this piece of wood can move on its own, isn't it a strange thing?"

A silver bell-like voice came from above.

Yang Fan felt a little familiar.

Before he could react, he had been stepped on by a slender figure.

Yang Fan was angry, how could it be reasonable!!

It was used as a floating object and stepped on by someone.

He had been adrift at sea for a hundred years, and this was the first time he had found such a situation.

The sea is vast, who cares about an insignificant piece of dead wood?

However, when he found the owner of the NV child's voice, he was slightly stunned.

It was an NV child wearing a pleated princess dress, with bright eyes as pure as gems, stepping on this "dead wood" and drifting towards the fairy mist area.

Yang Fan secretly mused, isn't this Xiǎo Wei who met near Black Crystal Island?

After a hundred years, I met her again, and they were all accompanied by Yunxian Island, is this a kind of fate?

Or, is Unzen Island really related to the two?

Yang Fan remained silent and slowly entered the immortal mist area.

After entering this mist of immortals, cut off contact with the outside world.

The dead wood that Yang Fan had turned into suddenly sank into the seawater, and Xiǎo Wei, who was standing on it, couldn't help but exclaim.

Behind her, there was a "bang", and an old white-bearded old man appeared, holding a cane.

"Who are you?"

Xiǎo Wei Xiu's eyes froze, a little nervous.

"Miss Xiǎo Wei, didn't you stay in 'Black Crystal Island', when did you run away to Pengshan Island?"

Yang Fan stroked his beard and smiled.

"When I heard that Yunxian Island appeared here, I quickly took the teleportation array to Pengshan Island, and then rushed over. How do you know I'm from Sombra and know my name?"

Xiǎo Wei's tone was fast, and her pretty eyes blinked, startled.

Yang Fan smiled and didn't say anything, just slowly walked towards the depths of the immortal mist.

In the immortal mist area, there was no sense of direction at all, and the divine sense was almost ineffective.

Yang Fan just relied on an intuition and walked towards the depths of the immortal mist.

xiǎo wei thought about it, and hurriedly walked over, two dimples bloomed on his face, and he supported him: "Old man, if you enter this Yunxian Island alone, I'm afraid it's not safe, let me protect you." ”

"You're protecting me?"

Yang Fan smiled dumbly, nodded and said, "Okay then." ”

In the fairy mist area, occasionally I encountered some other monks, like headless flies, anxious as fire.

Because after entering the immortal mist area, the divine sense is completely invalid, and the field of vision is only ten zhang range.

Moreover, there is some illusion in the fairy mist, and many monks stand in place, constantly spinning, and playing wildly.

"Old man, why aren't you in a hurry at all, as if you are not affected by the illusion here?"

Xiǎo Wei blinked and asked curiously.

"Feel it. ”

Yang Fan said without being salty or light.

After listening to it, Xiǎo Wei couldn't help but be stunned.

If it is a young NV in the mood for love, it is normal to say this, but it is really strange for an old man in his seventies and eighties to act by feeling.

Xiǎo Wei felt that this old man was somewhat familiar and kind, and people could trust him, so she let him go.

In this way, after driving nearly a million miles, I have not seen the so-called "Unzen Island".

"Old man, we won't also be lost in the illusion, the scope of the immortal mist is only a radius of thousands of miles. ”

xiǎo Wei pouted, and had a trace of doubt about Yang Fan.

10,000 miles of immortal mist, the two of them have traveled millions of miles, and they are still wandering in it.

"No, this entire immortal mist area is completely isolated from the outside world, with a unique system of laws, and the internal spatial scale is different from the outside world. Yang Fan shook his head, and then sighed: "This kind of use of the laws of space is probably beyond the reach of a cultivator in the human realm. ”

After listening to it, Xiǎo Wei felt that it made a lot of sense.

"It should be almost there. ”

Yang Fan muttered to himself.

His consciousness was ineffective here, too, but his senses still had a little effect.

"Really?" said Xiǎo.

Not long after, at the end of the fairy mist area ahead, a touch of emerald green and hazy brilliance faintly appeared, accompanied by seven sè light, like a fairyland on earth.

"Old man, you are simply too godly!!" xiǎo Wei xiǎo's face flushed, and she said in surprise.

Yang Fan was calm, he had an illusion that this Yunxian Island seemed to be destined to be destined for him.

Last time I passed by it on Black Crystal Island, this time I have been drifting in the sea for a hundred years, and I met it again.

The two of them quickened their speed, and the emerald green brilliance in the distance finally showed the outline of a hazy island.

No matter how close it is, the island is hazy in the seven sè light.

As the two approached, they felt a pure aura that transcended this realm.

That trace of thin aura leaking out, the quality can be comparable to the aura of the best spirit stone.

"Could it be that this is the 'immortal qi' that can only be found in the upper realm?"

Yang Fan was inexplicably surprised.

Legend has it that Unzen Island is a remnant of the immortals of the Upper Realm.

At the moment, it seems that it is true.

When the two of them touched the seven sè light on the periphery of the island, there was a "hum", and a white glow of light included the two of them, and there was no way to resist.

At the same time, there was a roaring sound in the entire immortal mist area.

That's when it happened.

Swish!!

A burly man with dark skin and strange textures teleported in.

It is none other than the Black Steel Protector of Sombra Island!!

However, as soon as he landed here, the entire Unzen Island, including the Immortal Mist Region, moved sideways.

"It's done, Vile ......"

The face of the black steel protector changed, and his demeanor was solemn.

He had the psychology of luck, and his divine sense shrouded a radius of millions of miles, and there was no trace of Yunxian Island.

In the vast sea area, there are tens of billions of miles of sea in one large island area, and only in dozens of large island areas can there be a domain lord who rules hundreds of millions of miles of sea area.

And looking at the Human Alliance in the South China Sea, there are more than one or two domain masters who rule a sea area.

In addition, there are large barren seas, and the outer sea is infinitely wide and endless.

Where Unzen Island has moved is impossible to estimate.

Maybe this moment is still in the South China Sea, and the next moment it has gone to the East China Sea, the West Sea Sea, and even the Boundless Wasteland Sea......

Yunxian Island disappeared, and the area originally shrouded in immortal fog left nearly a thousand monks, all of them embarrassed and gray-faced.

"It seems that we won't be able to get to 'Unzen Island'. ”

A middle-aged Confucian sighed.

"Every time Yunxian Island disappears, it must be touched by someone, is it really such an opportunity?"

The Black Steel Dharma Protector is fickle.

......

On the other side, Yang Fan and Xiǎo Wei appeared in a fairyland of birds and flowers.

The sky is like a pure sapphire, surrounded by immortal mist, and the quality of the aura far exceeds that of any immortal cultivation holy land in the realm.

The aura here is suspected to be the immortal aura of the upper realm.

In such an environment, even ordinary people can easily step into the high level.

The place where the two of them stood was a pavilion, and the complex and mysterious teleportation array pattern under their feet disappeared in the faint white glow.

At the same time, near this pavilion, there were seven or eight monks, all of whom were at the level of the merger stage.

"Great, this must be 'Unzen Island'!!"

Xiǎo Wei was overjoyed, and a pleated skirt fluttered around Yang Fan's body.

"Sure enough, it's Unzen Island. ”

Yang Fan raised his head and looked at the high sky of the mist of immortals, and on a huge reef, three ethereal words were carved: Yunxian Island.

These three words seem to be scribbled, but they are full of a kind of drunkenness, which makes Yang Fan dizzy for a while.

And xiǎo Wei looked at these words and didn't feel it.

It seems that people with a high realm can feel the artistic conception in the handwriting more clearly.

The ten people who entered Yunxian Island were wary of each other, and followed a xiǎo path to explore the unknown area of the mist of the immortals.

Walking hundreds of zhang, ushered in a garden, which is fragrant and intoxicating, planted with various sè flower plants, many of which are unheard of.

But these flowers are just good-looking, and the fragrance is very special, and they are not heavenly treasures.

However, when he walked somewhere, a middle-aged scribe stiffened, and his hands trembled: "Immortal...... Fairy Fruit!!"

Fairy fruit?

Yang Fan fixed his eyes, and in the hazy mist, he vaguely saw a towering tree, with white and shiny human-shaped fruits on it, and the shape and outline were like a boy nv, hanging upside down on the branches.

Humanoid fruit?

Ginseng fruit?

Yang Fan's heart was beating.

(The first watch, making up for yesterday's, there are two more...... ）