readx;? Time flies. In the blink www.biquge.info of an eye, more than three months have passed. Although Mo Chong had long known that the bamboo fence prairie was very vast. But after driving the getaway for more than three months, it has not come to an end, which is still a bit unexpected for Mo Chong. As for the Demon Dao monk, I don't know if they didn't chase after them, or if they didn't catch up, in short, since they separated from Tianshumen and the others that time, Mo Chong hasn't met them again.

For more than three months, Mo Chong naturally had already thoroughly comprehended the method of extracting the soul from the tall and thin old man's bone slip, but unfortunately the aura of this bamboo hedge prairie was too thin, and there was not even a single first- or second-level demon beast, so Mo Chongkong learned this trick, but he never had a chance to try the effect.

'Yes!?'

Looking at the vast grassland in front of him, Mo Zheng's expression moved. The getaway immediately stopped. For more than three months, he has continued to drive the MEMU, making Mo Chong's control of the car more handy.

Jumping off the carriage, Mo Chong walked a few steps to a small mound not far away. This small mound was four or five feet in diameter, surrounded by a ring of 'solid' rune prohibitions. However, these rune prohibitions seem to be useless, and the wild grass has already crawled all over the mound. In front of the mound, a stone slab was also erected, on which were written the words 'Tomb of the King of the Cicada of Tianshumen'.

"Disciples of the Heavenly Book Sect......"

After glancing at the words on the slate, Mo Chong muttered to himself, casually punched out a few tricks, strengthened the rune prohibition around the mound, and then stepped back into the carriage and continued to move forward.

Although he broke up with the Tianshumen monks before, it was obviously impossible for those Tianshumen monks to run in front of Mo Chong to erect a monument. This stele and earthen tomb are, of course, left by the monks of the Southern Liang Kingdom who passed here before.

Since more than a month ago, there have been six such graves on the road, and now there are more and more of them. Just seeing these graves, Mo Chong was mixed with joy and sorrow. The good thing is that the traces of the monks of the Southern Liang Kingdom have finally appeared, but the worry is the situation of these monks. And now, Mo Chong was completely left with only worries.

These monks of the Southern Liang Kingdom did not have the extremely fast Mochong car, nor could they go to the Yuheng Palace every night to replenish their mana like Mochong. It's all about perseverance. All of them have gone deep into this, of course, there will be no more casualties due to the pursuit of the demon monks, and there are no demon beasts in the bamboo fence prairie that can threaten them. Then, the casualties can only be caused by the environment and the endless future.

Has it reached the point where even the immortal cultivators can't support it? Driving the leisurely car all the way forward, Mo Chong was uneasy. Indeed, if he couldn't go to Yuheng Palace every day to replenish his mana. As early as three months ago, he should have run out of mana. Even if you count the pills you carry, you can only support one and a half more months at most. After all, if you can't absorb aura from the environment, you can only rely on pills to replenish it, which is really a drop in the bucket. Of course, it is of course possible to walk on only two legs without consuming mana at all, but in this way, there is no end to this already vast bamboo fence prairie.

The graves I met along the way were really nothing to see. But every time he encountered a deserted grave, Mo Chong would still stop, walk forward, and take a look at what was written on the tombstone in front of the grave. Mo Chong was very afraid that one day he would see the three 'Zhao Xuening' on the tombstone. However, he had to watch. The days of tracing the footsteps of the people of the Southern Liang Kingdom have become an ordeal.

Another grave. Mo Chong stopped the carriage almost numbly and stepped forward. However, when the handwriting on the tombstone in front of the grave was reflected in Mo Chong's eyelids, Mo Chong's body shook violently and almost fell to the ground. Under the Ten Thousand Swords Sect on the tombstone, there is the word 'Zhao' at the head.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Chong's gaze slowly moved downward. Below 'Zhao', followed by the word 'snow'. Mo Chong's chest was like a hammer. I finally returned to Chongguang 6, and I worked hard all the way to find it, is the final ending to face a deserted grave?

The handwriting underneath the word 'snow' was obscured by the grass growing in the ground. Mo Chong stood in place for a long time, and finally came to his senses, gritted his teeth, and reached out to remove the grass that covered the tombstone's handwriting. At this moment, the matter is a foregone conclusion, and nothing will change whether you look at it or not. But if Zhao Xuening really buries his bones here, then in his lifetime, he will have to take it as his responsibility to kill all the demon monks in the world and avenge Zhao Xuening.

The grass was gently brushed away, but the handwriting under the word 'snow' was still invisible, because it was covered by moss. Mo Chong stretched out his trembling hand and pushed away the moss on it, and the handwriting that had been blocked was suddenly revealed, it was the word 'yang'.

Seeing the word 'yang', Mo Chong's tense nerves immediately let go, and the whole person sat down on the ground. Zhao Xueyang is Zhao Xuening's eldest brother, and if he dies here, of course Mo Chong will feel uncomfortable. But it wasn't Zhao Xuening who died after all. Mo Chong breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Xueyang's grave seems to be a turning point. Further on, there are hardly any graves to be seen. Mo Chong walked all the way, almost wondering if he was on the wrong path. But three days later, at the end of the horizon, a rolling mountain field appeared. At this point, the bamboo fence prairie is finally at the end.

So far, Mo Chong has spent a total of four months plus seventeen days. Except for the few days when he and Tianshumen and the others walked slowly at the beginning and the rest time in between, Mo Chongquan's time to advance was about four months. The movement of the Getaway on the ground is almost equal to that of the Infant Monk Escape. The scope of the bamboo fence prairie is equivalent to the Yuan Infant Monk controlling the light and flying for four months. That's big enough. You must know that even if it is across the Southern Liang Kingdom, it will not take a day for all the Yuanying monks to be under it. This is just a blunt conversion, and whoever it is, it is impossible to fly away for four months, not to mention that the aura of the bamboo fence prairie is so thin. Consumed mana cannot be restored at all.

The edge of the bamboo fence prairie can already be seen, and it is not surprising that the monks of the Southern Liang Kingdom did not suffer any more casualties. Whoever has persevered all the way to this point, seeing that success is imminent, no matter how hard it is, it will be supported. Mo Chong began to think about other questions.

According to rumors. After crossing the bamboo fence prairie, there is Bai Zeguo. Naturally, there are monks from Bai Ze Country. And the presence of monks means that there is fighting. Mo Chong is not afraid of fighting. However, it is better to avoid pointless battles as much as possible, not to mention that he is not here to fight with others.

First of all, of course, it is necessary to inquire about the location of the monks of the Southern Liang Kingdom. However, so many years have passed, and if the monks of the Southern Liang Kingdom had not been expelled, they should have been integrated into the Bai Ze Kingdom. Legend has it that the scale of Bai Zeguo is much larger than that of Nanliang Kingdom, and it is not easy to find a group of wandering monks who came here more than a hundred years ago. It was of course even more difficult to find a specific person in this group of wandering monks.

There is one more problem. That is, Zhao Xue condensation Dan did not. The lifespan of a foundation building monk is about the same as that of an ordinary mortal, only one hundred and twenty years old at most. When he left Chongguangda 6, Zhao Xuening was already twenty-eight years old, if she hadn't advanced to the Yudan period, more than 100 years had passed, and she would have died and turned into loess.

Mo Chong quickly shook his head and didn't think about it anymore. Instead, it drove the getaway car and moved forward.

The legend of Bai Zeguo seems to be true. ’

Approaching the rolling mountains in the distance, Mo Chong's thoughts flashed through his mind. As he got closer, Mo Chong had already begun to feel a slight difference in the amount of aura in the air. It's still very thin, but it's much better than when you were in the Bamboo Fence Prairie. If you are willing to meditate, it is not that you are completely unable to recover your mana.

With aura, there will naturally be immortal cultivators. Even if there is no so-called Bai Ze Country in front, there will definitely be some other realm of immortal cultivators, and it will not be a white land.

Continuing to move forward, after traveling for another half an hour, Mo Zheng suddenly sensed the aura of the immortal cultivator. Not only immortal cultivators, but also demon beasts. Although immortal cultivators are only at the level of the Qi cultivation period, demon beasts are also the appearance of first- and second-level demon beasts. However, it was a great surprise for Mo Chong, who had been traveling in the vast grassland and had never seen any other creatures except for the indigenous people of the bamboo fence prairie and their free-range cattle and sheep.

There are immortal cultivators, and of course things like the getaway car can't be used anymore. As for the blacksteel greatsword that was placed on the roof of the car. It's more conspicuous than the MEmu. After Mo Chong looked around a few times, he finally pressed his mana and inserted the black steel giant sword into the ground. Let's put this big guy here for now. It's never too late to pick it up when you want to use it yourself, or if you find a way to store it.

After dealing with the black steel greatsword, Mo Chong put away the getaway car again. Then he condensed his cultivation to the level of only the fifth level of the Qi cultivation period, and then moved forward.

"Quick, quick, run, run!"

Before he could really see the monk in front of him, a shouting sound came into Mo Chong's ears. After following the direction of the sound for a few more steps, I saw that on a flat grass in front of me, four or five Qi cultivation period monks were riding on horses, driving a large group of galloping horses in front of them. These galloping horses are a kind of demon beast called the Rouge Horse, which Mo Chong has seen before. Among some sects, rouge horses are very common spirit stones, and their blood is usually used for talismans and alchemy.

'Could it be that these monks are descendants of the natives of the bamboo fence steppe, and even if they become monks, they will not forget their old profession of herding?'

Mo Chong frowned. At this time, the monks who were driving the horses seemed to be tired, and they stopped and stopped shouting. The rouge horses in front of them immediately stopped, resting, or grazing.

As soon as Mo Chong saw that it was an opportunity to take a chance, he immediately stepped forward, hugged his fists at a few people, and said, "A few Taoist friends, you are polite here." ”

Several people were turning over from their horses. A middle-aged man frowned and said, "Who are you!?" After looking Mo Chong up and down for a few moments, he said, "Look at your strange dress, aren't you our local monk?"

Mo Chong smiled: "Daoyou's eyes are like torches. Sure enough, he is not a local monk. I'm here to visit a friend. As a result, I got lost, may I ask a few people, where is this place?"

A round-faced girl with a few white pockmarks on her cheeks glanced at Mo Chong and said, "Isn't it!?Where did you come from?

The middle-aged man looked at Mo Chong, as if he was also a little disbelieving, and said, "Are you lost? Who is the person you are looking for? How did you get to our Qingyun Sect's horse training ground?"

Mo Chong smiled bitterly: "This ...... It's the first time I've come here, and I can't help it if I don't know the road. My friend's name is Pang Shiyuan, I don't know if you recognize him?"

The middle-aged man and the round-faced girl glanced at each other, then shook their heads.

There were three other people in the audience who didn't speak, and at this time, a man with two goatees suddenly said, "Pang Shiyuan, you turned out to be a friend of Lao Pang?"

Mo Chong was slightly stunned when he heard this. The heart said, 'I just said a name casually, how can you really recognize it?' Thinking of this, Mo Chong's eyes flashed. However, it is not excluded that there may be the same name and surname. Immediately, Mo Chong nodded and said, "Yes, I am Pang Shiyuan's friend." ”

The goatee man laughed, "Haha." You're asking the right question, we're both friends with Lao Pang. I'm Zhu Yan, he's Zhang Hu, did Lao Pang mention us to you?" said the goatee man as he pointed to a hook-nosed young man beside him, and at the same time glanced at the hook-nosed youth.

The hook-nosed youth understood, and immediately smiled: "Are you looking for Lao Pang? This is a coincidence, we were drinking together last night!"

Mo Chong's eyes flashed again. How could the little actions of the two hide from him. But at the moment, I'm not busy debunking anything. He immediately pretended to be happy and said, "Oh! It turns out that the two of you are also friends of Brother Pang?

The goatee man patted Mo Chong on the shoulder and said, "Since you are Lao Pang's friend, of course you are also my friend of Lao Zhu!" As he spoke, he turned his head to the middle-aged man and said, "Let's go away for a while, show this friend a way first, and come back soon!" As he spoke, he slapped Zhang Hu next to him, and walked forward with Mo Chong's arm.

The middle-aged man frowned, and was about to say something, but the round-faced girl shook her head at him gently. The middle-aged man sighed when he saw this, and immediately swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

"Haha! Speaking of which, I haven't asked for advice yet, Daoyou Zun's surname, and which family or sect is the disciple?" Zhu Yan held Mo Chong's arm, and his tone was so affectionate.

Mo Chong smiled: "Oh. In the inking punch. It's just a casual cultivation, where is there any family sect? ”

Zhu Yan's eyes flashed, his smile became stronger, and he said, "I don't know what Mo Daoyou is looking for Lao Pang for, maybe the two of us can help." ”

Mo Chong said: "This is not necessary. I just haven't seen this old friend for a long time, and I just want to meet and catch up. ”

Zhu Yan nodded and said, "Oh! ”

As they spoke, the three of them had unconsciously entered the mountains and forests.

Mo Chong glanced around and said, "This ...... Brother Pang has recently moved?" )8