Wan Peng slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on the ground. There was a fishy smell of earth in his mouth, and his mind was also groggy. He felt that there were some gaps in his memory, and all his memories were missing after Huaxin and the Five Elements Guan Master teamed up to use a certain technique. He had no idea where it was or how it came to be.

Slowly moving his neck, Wan Peng climbed up gently. The main color around is a somewhat eerie fuchsia, whether it is grass or trees, but anything that should be green is this color. Is there something wrong with his eyesight? Wan Peng rubbed his eyes, found a piece of green from his body, and denied this conjecture.

"Liyang, Liyang?" Wan Peng called out to Liyang, but Liyang didn't respond at first. He went directly into the inner world and found that Liyang was slowly getting up from the ground of the inner world in the same posture as he had just been.

"What's the matter...... Liyang also moved his neck adaptively, twisting the joints of his body, "Hmm? Why did you get in?

Wan Peng smiled bitterly, "It should be." I also want to ask you, where is this. ”

Liyang closes his eyes and feels the outside world in a special way. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked a little lonely. "I don't know. The environment here is special. It can't be another secret realm. ”

"Is it a secret realm?But it can't be ruled out that it's a phantom array again, right?" Since being plotted by the phantom array of Elder Gou of Dali Hall before, Wan Peng's vigilance against the new environment is now a higher level. He withdraws from his inner world and warily observes his surroundings.

It's a flat place. Within the field of vision, there are almost dozens of miles of plains, and there is a continuous mountain in the distance, but due to the distance, it is no longer real. The ground is covered with purple-red plants, and in some places there are large and small trees. Some of the low-lying places formed small ponds, and there was a small river, a dozen miles away, running through the entire visible land.

The surrounding aura is abundant and abundant, and the aura activity is also extremely high, which is completely different from the feeling on the Floating Cloud Continent, but it does feel a bit like the feeling in the secret realm. This is a real aura, not like Black Cloud Mountain, which is a strange aura that cultivators can't adapt to. Of course, it's not like being in a phantom array, giving people depression everywhere.

Vaguely, Wan Peng felt that there was a very comfortable feeling here.

"Well, it seems good here. Liyang quickly sighed like this. Wan Peng began to move slowly, because there was no direction, so he chose the nearest pond to himself.

The purple-red grass is fluffy and soft when stepped on, and it feels good. The pond is not big, there are about ten zhang square, the bottom can be seen clearly, there are some fish and shrimp swimming in the water, and the aquatic plants in it are also faint purple. If all of this were green, it would be a world full of life.

Wan Peng's right hand stretched out slowly, and the condensation trick was activated. Condensation, as the name suggests, is the simplest and most direct function of condensing water vapor in the air. Although it is more used to promote the recovery of spiritual power, in special cases, it is also one of the means by which practitioners collect water.

Due to the abundant water vapor near the pond, a palm-sized water ball has formed above Wan Peng's palm in a short time. If we say that the quality of the water in the pond is uncertain, but the water that is condensed by the magic trick is absolutely pure.

Wan Peng took out a container, put the ball of water in it, and took two sips to his mouth. Liyang immediately sneered in his inner world, "You have to be, look at you like this, it's water and it's water, you can't tell the difference?"

Wan Peng replied angrily, "Don't be a hero at this time." In Heiyun Mountain, why are you wilting? In the illusion of steel, why are you not a hero? Shrink your head at a critical moment, and be strong when you have nothing to do, what use do you want?"

Liyang rolled his eyes in anger at Wan Peng's words, closed his mouth and didn't say anything more. After washing his face with the water from the pond on the ground, Wan Peng continued to walk. After a while, he stopped.

One way!

If there is a road, it means that there are people!

The road is hidden in those purple-red grasses, and from a distance, it is not obvious. When I got closer, I realized that the road should have been walked for a long time, and the ground that was originally sandy soil was trampled on as solid as stone, with a metallic luster. Wan Peng lowered his head and picked up a blade of grass from the road, which still had slightly wet marks on it.

The temperature here is suitable, and if a piece of grass is stepped on like this, it should dry out after half a day. But the grass just wilted, apparently not long after being stepped on. This ready-made illustration that there are people here.

Wan Peng slowly dispersed his spiritual sense, but within a radius of a few miles, he found no trace of a human. This means that the man is already gone.

Slightly disappointed, he sighed. Roughly judging a direction, he began to walk along the road. The more he went, the more he realized that there was more to see behind the sight that had been obscured by the trees. After walking for about an hour, Wan Peng vaguely saw that there was a village in front of him.

The sparse houses are different in style from the Floating Cloud Continent. It may be that there is some relationship between the building materials used and the environment, and the overall color is also slightly purple. There is an area around the village, which should have been converted into farmland, and the plot by piece is very neatly planned. The chimneys of some of the houses are now smoking, and they look like natural farmhouses.

I don't know why, Wan Peng has a vague sense of warmth. It reminded him of the old life of the outer door, which in some senses was no different from that of a farmer.

Wan Peng walked forward while observing his surroundings. Behind the village is a small hill, just enough to block the windy side of the village, and it is actually an extremely comfortable location. Two or three miles from the village, it was already in the confines of the farmland, and the crops in the fields were still purple-red with purple-red stems and leaves, and white bunches of flowers. The floral scent is not strong, but the smell is pleasant.

There was a girl working in the fields in front, Wan Peng straightened her clothes, walked up slowly, first saluted, and then said, "This girl, dare to ask......"

The girl was obviously taken aback by Wan Peng, and with a bang, the bucket in her hand fell to the ground, covering the part below her nose with her hands, and a pair of big eyes flickered up and down Wan Peng, and shook her head again and again, "You, you are a cultivator?"

Generally speaking, people in the phantom array will not have independent thinking. Judging from the various reactions just now, this woman is a real person. Wan Peng was about to nod his head to affirm the fact that he was a cultivator, but unexpectedly, this person picked up the bucket and ran directly to the village.

At this time, Wan Peng was shocked.

What a speed!

A woman who seems to be weak is actually no less than the speed of an ordinary foundation building cultivator. And in this woman, he didn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations, in other words, she didn't use magic tricks to assist at all. It's pure, physical motion.

Wan Peng stood in place and observed, as if every movement of this person, the whole body was involved, and every muscle was very coordinated. Her speed comes from the cooperation of her whole body. It's a skill that's almost impossible for Wan Peng to master.

"Curious girl!" Liyang was also amazed at this time, obviously he had not seen this situation either.

"Shut your mouth!" Wan Peng said directly. Then, he added, "It's okay, you haven't made a sound, you hillbilly who hasn't seen anything and doesn't know anything!"

Li Yang was about to say something, his mouth was open, and his voice was swallowed back. When Wan Peng said this, he was very angry in his heart, but on the contrary, he had nothing to refute. This environment, he is too unfamiliar, unfamiliar, and has no qualifications to guide Wan Peng.

Soon after the woman entered the village, a quaint bell rang, and then seven or eight figures sprang out from different parts of the village, approaching Wan Peng's side at a very fast speed.

Wan Peng frowned slightly. This is not a welcoming formation. Could it be that the people here are so unfriendly, or rather, so unfriendly to the cultivators?

Soon, his conjecture turned out. The seven people who came surrounded Wan Peng in the center, and each of them was in the situation of a big war coming. The figures of these people are unusually perfect, the muscle lines are extremely conspicuous, and the sense of fitness makes Wan Peng tremble in his heart.

However, he knew that among these beautiful muscles, there was an extremely terrifying power of pure physics. The speed at which they had just arrived was noticeably faster and more skillful than that woman.

Several people surrounded and did not speak. In a short time, an old man with a white beard moved from the village at a relatively slow pace. It is said that it is steady, but Wan Peng never sees his legs stepping, as if he is panning on the ground. After closer inspection, he realized that the muscles on his body were shaking at a high frequency, driving the entire body.

His slow speed was not due to his poor physique in old age, but to the use of more advanced techniques! In other words, he was the best of all men.

Just now, the woman followed her, walking slowly, and her posture was extremely elegant. Without the cover of his hands, Wan Peng found that this person's whole face was clear and beautiful, and he was an extremely lovely girl.

"Are you a cultivator?" the white-haired old man walked up to the front and back, stood in place, and asked Wan Peng directly. His voice seemed a little old, but it was full of energy, and with a calm expression and bright eyes, there was a very natural majesty.

Wan Peng nodded, "Yes." I am a cultivator of the Spirit Cloud Sect. ”

The white-haired old man of the "Lingyun Sect ......" seemed to be recalling something, which made Wan Peng have a sense of expectation. But then, that hope was dashed. "Haven't heard of it. What continent are you from?"

Wan Peng was a little puzzled by this question, could it be that besides the Floating Cloud Continent, there were other continents? He frowned slightly, but did not express this doubt. "I'm from the Floating Cloud Continent. ”

"Floating Cloud Continent!" the old man's voice instantly became cold, and his eyes suddenly exuded a sharp look, "Take it!"

Wan Peng was stunned, damn, this change of hexagram is too fast, right? An old man who looks so calm and serene actually only asked where he came from, and then said that he would turn his face?

However, he had little chance of explanation. Of the seven people around him, two of them have already withdrawn.

Come on, come on, it's a big deal, brother will try his hand with you first, and come and see what is so strange about this purely physical power!