Where to go, Fang Ling didn't have the slightest plan at all.

So much so that he simply chose one at random, after all, no matter how powerful Yan Shenzhou was, it was not a place that even he didn't know where he was going.

Looking around, the heavens and the earth showed a vastness, a scene of everything being slaughtered, so that Fang Ling could only be sure that it was autumn here.

The east is vast, the west is vast, the south is also vast, only in the north direction, there seems to be a small peak.

According to Fang Ling's cultivation experience over the years, basically, where there are mountains, the aura will be a little thicker than in ordinary places. This is also the reason why most sects are willing to build their own sects on the mountain peaks.

Frowning for a moment, Fang Ling chose the east and galloped towards the east of the vast plain.

The reason why he chose the east side was because the east side was the least like a place for cultivators to cultivate. And the more like this, the more suitable it is for him to hide his tracks.

Ten Miles...... Barry...... Two hundred miles......

Urging his remaining Xuanqi power, Fang Ling galloped forward for four or five hundred miles before he stopped. Along the way, he used the Demon Banner to cover up all his traces, and he didn't dare to have the slightest nostalgia for the villages and towns that appeared in front of him.

Finally, a wave of exhaustion hit him and he had to stop. After glancing in all directions and finding that there was no threat around, Fang Ling stopped.

He groaned for a moment, and then directly cast the method of retreat, and escaped his body into the position of thirty zhang underground.

After falling into the solid rock underground, Fang Ling urged the Demon Flag. I dug a cave in the earth where I could hide a person, and arranged several invisible formations around the cave, and then I was relieved.

Sit in the cave. Fang Ling took a breath secretly, and now he had a little sense of security.

However, not only did he not regret the matter of fighting for Yan Shenzhou, on the contrary, in his heart, there was still a little joy.

Tong Guò's hard fight made him feel that Yan Shenzhou was not invincible. As long as one's cultivation is achieved, with one's Nirvana Silence Seal, you can make the invincible Yan Shenzhou return to silence forever.

Believe in the loss this time. It will definitely be able to make Yan Shenzhou grit his teeth.

In addition to the joy in his heart, Fang Ling couldn't help but want to laugh, but a smile just rose on his face, and his whole body was up and down. I felt a lot of pain.

Fragmentation of the meridians. It had already affected all parts of Fang Ling's body, even if it was a simple laugh, it was not a simple matter for Fang Ling.

After taking a slight breath, Fang Ling began to check how much strength he still had now. For him, strength is the greatest reliance on his life.

In the dantian, the golden pill formed by the pale cyan aura gathered was bleak at this time. And the black golden pill that was gathered by the Xuanqi Dafa. It also has a dull black color.

But fortunately, this Xuanqi Dafa still has one percent of the mana. He can use it.

One percent of the mana, Fang Ling didn't pay much attention to it in the past, but at this moment, this one percent of the mana was the foundation of his life.

As for the golden villain who was three inches above his two dantians, the golden villain formed by the vigilance under the Guò Bodhi tree, he no longer had a little spirit at this time.

Although he is still sitting cross-legged, the whole villain looks extremely depressed.

Even from this villain's body, Fang Ling felt a feeling that he was about to collapse.

This villain was Fang Ling's greatest harvest under the Bodhi tree in Mount Meru. Sitting under the Bodhi tree, he was completely in a state of desirelessness as the last mudra Buddha statue appeared in his heart.

This sitting is a month.

It was only when the Great Sumeru Meeting was about to end that Fang Ling woke up from that meditation, except for the one hundred and eight handprints in his heart that had been combined into nine Dharma seals, this golden villain was one of his gains.

It can even be said that Fang Ling didn't have time to study this villain at all, so he started the battle because of Huo Dongjie's persecution.

The Nine Great Law Seals are extremely mysterious, and the mana foundation of Fang Ling's use of these Nine Great Law Seals is this golden villain.

Now that this villain was about to collapse, it made Fang Ling's heart twitch. Although he didn't know the specific name of this villain, he understood that this villain was definitely no worse than Yuan Ying in terms of power.

The greatest gain of Mount Oh Sumeru must not be lost just like that.

Fang Ling, whose thoughts were flashing in his heart, began to use the method of inward vision to detect the injuries in his body.

More than half of the meridians up and down the body were shattered, and the thirteen acupuncture points were broken by blood qi. If an ordinary Jindan real person encounters this kind of injury, the first thing that may come to mind is to give himself a knife, and then rebuild it.

It seems that it will take at least twenty years to repair these scars in one's body. After Fang Ling calculated, he finally came up with an accurate figure on how to repair his injuries.

Of course, if you enter the famous mountains and rivers and have enough spiritual energy to help, maybe this time will be reduced by a few years.

But Fang Ling was now, but he didn't dare to enter those famous mountains and rivers, although the map of Longhu Mountain Fu was on his body, the distance was too far for him to dare to go over.

What's more, Yan Shenzhou has also been there, and with his perverted cultivation, many prohibitions in the blessed land of Longhu Mountain are not very useful to him.

As for the mountains and rivers in other mountain and river maps, Fang Ling didn't even think about it, it was better to be still than motionless, this was his most ideal choice now.

Fang Ling, who took out a pill from his small Qiankun bag and slowly took it, began to close his eyes and cultivate.

He put a map of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Blessing on top of his head, which is generally the divine consciousness of the Yuanying realm, and it is difficult to detect his existence.

Time flies, and more than 100 days have passed. The power of Xuan Xuan in Fang Ling's body had already begun to recover a small half. Fang Ling, who was meditating without saying a word, suddenly opened his eyes in the dark.

His consciousness spread silently, and he sensed that above his head, there were seven or eight Zhuji monks and a Jindan monk camping.

"Master, this time the disciple went to the east to investigate, but he didn't hear any news. A mellow voice rang out in the void.

Accompanied by this voice, I heard someone say: "Master, the disciple went to the West Pole Gate to investigate, and the West Pole Gate has not found any unusual situations in the past few years.

"It's the same on the disciple's side, for more than a year, no new monks have appeared in this area. Another voice said: "The disciple accepted the general of Zhenguo of this country as a disciple, and conducted a year-long investigation of the entire country, and there is still no surprise. ”

The reports of the next few people were almost the same, and this kind of report in Fang Ling's ears made his heart twitch.

These people are searching so carefully, aren't they searching themselves?

For a while, he added nine points of caution. Except for letting his consciousness gently lie on a leaf, he didn't dare to have any other breath.

And the voice of the real person who was Jin Dan also sounded at this time: "This is normal, there are many directions for that guy to escape, and it is not surprising that he is not here." ”

"Let's search this time, that is, to see if it is possible that he has slipped through the net. This evil obstacle is seriously injured now, and it is easier to deal with him now, once he recovers from his injury, it will be endless trouble!"

Jin Dan Zhenren's words made the surroundings silent, and then a disciple said in a deep voice: "Master, is that fierce demon really powerful?"

"This is natural, the patriarch of our sect has suffered a big loss in his hands, if it weren't for ......" that Jindan Zhenren said this, he didn't say any more, but said in a deep voice: "You search, you must be careful, you would rather believe that there is something than believe that there is nothing, if anyone finds the trace of that person, the sect will be rewarded." ”

"Core disciples, and even sects can use secret medicine to make your cultivation directly improve to the Jindan realm, understand!"

"Disciple, wait for understanding!" there was a hint of excitement in the voices of several foundation building monks. Obviously, they were very excited about the possible reward.

Outside, night began to fall, and after a brief meeting, several Zhuji monks and Najindan monks began to sit in a large tent and close their eyes to practice.

Fang Ling couldn't hear the voices of these monks, and he also took back his divine sense. He had already made up his mind in his heart, and when these people were gone, he would sink his temporary cave mansion by another twenty feet.

Although it is very important to restore mana, it is more important that at this time, you can't let them be found out no matter what.

As long as the traces are exposed a little, I am afraid that the Heaven-Shaking Gate will be killed.

And once Yan Shenzhou makes a personal move, he has absolutely no hope of escaping now.

Ten years of night rain in the rivers and lakes!

Ten years of wind and rain can turn a teenager into a young man, and it can also make a young man into a middle-aged ......

Xuanji Mountain in the early morning is picturesque. Fang Ling stood on Xuanji Mountain, looking at the group of servants coming and going, and his heart was full of emotion for a while.

Now, he looks like he is in his thirties, and he looks mature and steady. It's just a little blue complexion, but it makes him a lot less attractive.

Xuanji Mountain is the location of the sect of the Xuanmen Gate, which is one of the four major sects of the country, and gallops the world with sword tricks and gold spells.

Fang Ling hadn't thought much about coming to Xuanji Mountain before, but the fact was that he had really set foot on this Xuanji Mountain now.

However, he is not a disciple of Shengxuanmen, not even a disciple of the outer sect, to put it mildly, he is just a servant of Shengxuanmen.

This doesn't seem to be quite right, the servants of the Xuanmen Sect, as long as they make progress in cultivation, they can become disciples of the outer sect, and there is still some hope.

And the identity of Fang Ling, who is he, doesn't even have these hopes. Because his hope is to be a servant of an inner disciple of the Xuanmen.

To be precise, he was the servant of Jiang Yushan, one of the twenty inner disciples of the Shengxuanmen. (To be continued......)