In front of so many people, even if it was Hua Shuying who asked this, Fang Ling didn't say it.

After all, if they know these things, it is better not to know, even if there are many Yuanying Monks seated, but they are too far behind the Dao Venerable who is about to come.

Let them sacrifice the twenty-five pairs of Cave Heaven Maps they provided, in order to collect the 300,000 believers they ordered to go down into the Cave Heaven Map.

As for the remaining two Cave Heaven Maps, Fang Ling was ready to carry them with him.

This arrangement was Fang Ling's precautionary measure, after all, what kind of appearance that Dao Zun was, and what means he would use, he had no bottom in his heart.

Three days later, Fang Ling came to Nanchu. Although the main things in the Zhou region have now belonged to Zong Zhou, those large and small vassal states still continue to exist.

On the side of Southern Chu, it is still the Xiong royal family that holds the secular power of the entire Southern Chu Kingdom.

Prevention, in fact, is not willing to bother too much.

Although the name of the Zhulongjiang River is actually a branch vein, the rolling river still gives people a magnificent feeling of heaven and earth.

Looking at the fast-flowing water of the Zhulong River, a trace of emotion rose in Fang Ling's heart, this great river seemed to be endless, but people eventually disappeared in the long river of years with the invasion of time.

Only by mastering the Great Dao and becoming a Dao Ancestor can we be immortal.

Although there were a lot of feelings in his heart, Fang Ling's purpose in coming here was just to confirm the suspicion in his heart.

His mind flickered. Thousands of miles were already shrouded in his divine thoughts. At this moment, whether it is wind or grass. is still a worm and snake lying on the ground, and he can't escape the shroud of his divine thoughts.

There wouldn't be. Fang Ling frowned, at this time, around the Pressing Dragon River, Fang Ling sensed the highest cultivation, that is, an old turtle that was lurking in the river to cultivate.

The old turtle in the early stage of Jindan was a character even in the Pressing Dragon River, but unfortunately, in Fang Ling's eyes, he was no different from an ant.

The old turtle seemed to have sensed Fang Ling's divine thoughts, and it tightly shrunk its body into the turtle shell, not daring to move at all.

Mo Fei Na Evil Barrier has already left the Pressing Dragon River. In the surrounding area, there were only one or two people who could escape from Fang Ling's divine thoughts.

It's just that these two people will not appear in the Zhulong River.

Fang Ling pondered for a moment, the magic trick in his hand pinched, and in an instant he came thousands of miles away. Then the consciousness is activated again.

That is, in a quarter of an hour, Fang Ling had already searched thousands of miles around the Zhulong River. In this carpet search, Fang Ling really found something.

He looked at the blood-sucked corpse in front of him, and his face rose with a hint of understanding. A trace of blood from the dried corpse. Fang Ling had already sensed what he needed.

......

In a city thousands of miles away from the Zhulong River, there is a martial arts hall covering an area of 1,000 acres.

The owner of this martial arts hall has a foundation-building level of cultivation, so the entire martial arts hall is quite famous in the city. Every day, many people come from far and wide to worship the great monk of the foundation.

For those disciples who took refuge. Although this great monk of foundation building is also picking, the accumulation over the years has also made the disciples in this martial arts hall. It easily reached the level of 1,000 people.

Every morning, there are hundreds of shirtless men. Facing the morning light, he waved his fist in the martial arts hall, and the roar was full of male flavor. It constantly resounded in the martial arts hall.

On this day, it was the time of practice in the martial arts hall, and a sturdy man who looked ordinary did not attract much attention in the martial arts hall.

Although his boxing skills are very proficient, when he swings his fists, he always gives people a feeling of insufficient force.

This kind of person belongs to the middle and lower among the disciples of the martial arts hall, so he is basically not very eye-catching. Naturally, no one paid attention to him.

Even many people who studied martial arts in the martial arts hall didn't know what the young man's surname was. However, when the hall master came from afar, and many disciples showed a light of worship on their faces, there was only a trace of imperceptible sarcasm in the man's eyes.

Disdainful ridicule, contemptive ridicule.

It is said that he was originally only a fifth-level Qi cultivator, but he was too far away from the Great Cultivator of the Foundation Building, and it was embarrassing to compare it with him.

But it was such an insignificant person who dared to look down on Cun Zài, who was the owner of the martial arts hall, which really made many people's hearts full of doubts.

However, no one saw this sarcasm, so he didn't know that he was ridiculing the owner of the martial arts hall. As he withdrew his sneering gaze, he licked his lips lightly, as if he were hungry.

He's not hungry, he's hungry, seeing the delicious food right in front of his eyes, but he can't pounce on it and take two bites unscrupulously, how can it not make people uncomfortable.

Although the cultivation of these fellow disciples who practiced martial arts with them was low, they were all extremely strong, and if they swallowed it, they would definitely taste good.

But he didn't dare to swallow it, he was afraid! Although he already had the cultivation of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, he could be rampant and domineering in almost the entire periphery. But over the years, he did not dare to act rashly, because he did not dare to expose his traces.

That person is too strong.

Xuanyi** also illuminates the sky, and the golden power makes his heart full of fear. Originally, he lived well in the Longjiang River, but it was not because he accidentally exposed his traces that he ran here.

I hope that the death of those mortals who crush Longjiang must not attract the attention of that person, otherwise......

The man's heart flickered, and he shook his head again, saying that he shouldn't attract any attention, after all, that person is high, and he has been practicing in retreat all these years, and the possibility of paying attention to himself is very small.

What's more, in that person's eyes, he should be just a broken tool, and I believe he should not think of himself again.

It's better not to think of yourself again!

"Senior Brother Yu, what did the master ask you for!" a disciple standing beside him whispered to him.

At this time. The man realized that many eyes were on him. In particular, the gaze of the Great Monk of the Foundation Building was also stern to himself.

His mind flickered. I had already sensed from the thoughts of everyone around me why he had attracted the attention of the cheap master. He secretly screamed bad luck in his heart, but he still said honestly: "The disciple doesn't know." ”

The foundation building monk snorted coldly and said: "Cultivation must be concentrated, although your qualifications are average, but if you concentrate on cultivation, maybe you may be able to go further, like you are so careless now, you will never want to get ahead!"

Speaking of this, the great monk snorted coldly, and was just about to speak again. I heard someone say: "It's not that he is inattentive in his cultivation, it's really what you said, and it's not suitable for him." ”

These words made the face of the great monk of the foundation change, as one of the top beings in the city, he could not accept that someone dared to challenge his authority at this time.

He turned his head to look in the direction in which he spoke, and at this time, his eyes flashed with a cold flame, if this was an inconsequential person. He's going to teach this bastard a good lesson who dares to say he can't teach his disciples.

But the moment he saw that person, he actually felt very strange, he couldn't see the depth of this person!

This is just an ordinary person, and this is how God in his heart tells him. But that person stands in the middle of this world, but he gives people a feeling of merging with this world.

What kind of person is this?

At the moment of hesitation in his heart, the disciple who had lowered his eyebrows in his eyes. At this moment, it suddenly rose into the air.

The whole person turned into a line of blood and galloped away into the distance. This speed. It's like a long rainbow, which instantly penetrates the heavens and the earth.

Don't talk about those ordinary cultivators. Even the foundation building monk, at this time, he couldn't see what kind of means he, a disciple, was exerting.

I'm afraid no one can catch up with this kind of speed, this thought just rose in the heart of the foundation building monk, and he saw the person who couldn't see the depth and smiled faintly: "Evil obstacle, where are you going?"

With these words, a big black hand appeared in the void, directly grasping the blood shadow in the big hand.

The blood shadow struggled desperately, but his struggle was like a dragonfly rocking a pillar, and the big black hand didn't feel the slightest vibration.

"You're too far behind!" The man waved lightly, his eyes fell on the face of the foundation building monk, and he smiled: "In the future, when recruiting disciples, you must take a good look at it, and don't recruit everyone." ”

The foundation building monk nodded hurriedly, he was already stunned, although he didn't know the identity of the person who came, but the current matter had completely surpassed his understanding.

"Fang Ling, I'm an independent me now, you...... You can't get me back. Seeing that the struggle was useless, the Blood Shadow struggled desperately in the shroud of that big hand, and shouted loudly.

Fang Ling looked at the blood shadow and said with a faint smile: "Evil Barrier, you better come with me!" As he spoke, he waved his sleeves, and the whole person had already disappeared into the sky.

And the word Fang Ling fell on the ears of the people present, but it made everyone present stunned, how could they not understand what the two words Fang Ling represented?

For a while, I didn't know who took the lead and knelt down first, but in an instant, I knelt on the ground with a black press.

......

The huge mountain peaks are like pillars in the sky, towering in the sky. And around this mountain peak, there are huge dragons roaring, colorful phoenixes flying, and even more huge golden pengs, flying quickly in the void.

At the top of the mountain, a huge palace is suspended, and the whole body is made of phoenix red gold, and various runes are depicted on it.

These runes, as soon as people see them, a trace of instinctive fear rises in their hearts. At the entrance of the palace, there were hundreds of samurai in golden armor.

These samurai, one by one, are imposing, and each of them has reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant Period. Originally, the monks in the middle of the Yuan Infant were already qualified to be honored and called ancestors, but they were only guards.

Outside the palace, the lowliest guards. (To be continued......)

ps: Chapter 2 is coming!R752