"You call me a fellow Daoist. Giggle......" The boy laughed for a long time, and pretended to arch his hand: "My Taoist name is Ziyun, and I have seen Taoist friends." ”

Luo Chuan was also amused.

Ziyun didn't know what to think, and his eyes turned red: "If you want to cross the sea, it's not so easy." Every year, many people cross the sea, but out of 10,000 people, not one can come back. ”

"Do your best, just listen to the destiny of heaven. Luo Chuan said casually.

"Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven. Ziyun repeated it a few times, and his eyes lit up: "It makes sense! Okay, I'll take you there." Before crossing the sea, it takes at least two months to prepare, collect keel and wood to build a boat, and prepare a lot of food. ”

As he spoke, Ziyun took out an extra vine full of aura in his hand and pulled it hard.

The night wind roared, and a dragon tethered by vines flew down from the sky and landed smoothly at the feet of Ziyun.

Ziyun touched Jiao's head and grinned: "Fellow Daoist, let's ride a dragon to the beach." What's your name? ”

"Luo Chuan. ”

Luo Chuan...... Giggles. The boy laughed again for a long time.

Luo Chuan touched his nose and couldn't figure out how funny the name was.

As the boy rode on the back of the dragon, the two dragons flew into the night sky.

Under the six stars, there are many peaks, and there are huge swamps and lakes, and from time to time you can see children and teenagers riding dragons and flying, heheheha, greeting Ziyun happily, looking at Luo Chuan with a curious face.

"Ziyun, are they all the senior brothers of your sect?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Zongmen...... I'm not qualified to join the sect yet. Our tribe is just raising dragons for the sect. Every year, only three people with the most natal constitution are likely to be selected by the sect. My natal physique is very average, and I don't expect to enter the sect. Ziyun said casually, and didn't seem to have much interest in entering the sect.

"What level is this sect that your clan is supporting in the Tiannan Region?" Luo Chuan asked again.

"You said Chi Yuan Sect. In addition to our purple tribe, there are six other tribes who are helping them raise immortal beasts. Ziyun thought for a while and said, "I remember that my grandfather said that the Chiyuan Sect is in the Tiannan Domain, and it can only be regarded as a small and medium-sized sect. There are more than a thousand like Chiyuanzong. ”

Luo Chuan was silent.

between the peaks. Just the dragon that Luo Chuan saw. There are more than 500 of them, not counting the dragons that are sleeping in the giant lake pools. The sect supported by such a tribe is only a small and medium-sized sect......

About half an hour later, Luo Chuan and Ziyun rode the dragon. Come to the sea.

The tide is rushing. High waves like peaks. The sea water is as white as a transparent white veil, shining with purple brilliance under the light of the stars.

"It's a big sea. Luo Chuan sighed.

Ziyun threw the dragon into the sea. Led Luo Chuan to the campfire in the distance.

On the beach, bonfires are lined up, and men and women sing and dance around them.

The night breeze is dashing, and the waves are stacked.

The young tribal man, surrounded by the campfire, his face flushed with the light of the fire. They stepped on a wonderful rhythm under their feet, bent down and clasped their palms, as if worshiping the mountains and seas, and dancing.

In front of the bonfire, a young girl in a snow-white dress crossed her knees, drank the wine in the bucket, and softly sang an ancient ballad, sometimes cheerful, sometimes sad.

In ancient times, there was a purple clan, dancing and playing with the moon shadow, and the fox ghost did not worship the mountain, and he could not live forever.

Luo Chuan rode on the back of a dragon and looked at it from afar, the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

The aura emanating from the bodies of that group of young people was too terrifying, as if they were powerful beasts, and they could break mountains and rivers with every move.

"Just a young tribal disciple has a life vitality that surpasses that of the Infant Transformation Realm. Just this small purple part is probably enough to flatten the Void Mountain Realm. Luo Chuan said in his heart.

"Ziyun, why are you here. One of them turned his head and greeted Ziyun with a smile.

"Luo Chuan wants to cross the sea. I brought him to cut wood and gather fruit. Ziyun touched his head and said.

A group of people turned their heads to look at Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan was also looking at them.

There are hundreds of people in this group, a little older than Luo Chuan, but they are only in their early twenties, their skin is red, they have been exposed to the wind and sun, and they are all vigorous, and the vitality of life inadvertently revealed is three or four times that of Luo Chuan.

"Luo Chuan, they are all the little characters of the Seven Tribes, and you can be together then. Ziyun introduced to Luo Chuan.

At this time, a young man stood up, looked at Luo Chuan, and then looked at Ziyun: "Ziyun, you are messing around again." This friend of yours is too weak in his natal physique, let alone crossing the sea, and even the keel wood may not be able to be harvested. ”

As he spoke, the man turned to Luo Chuan and smiled kindly: "Friend, crossing the sea is not for fun. Without a hard boat, this sea cannot be crossed. ”

Ziyun was stunned, and looked at Luo Chuan embarrassedly: "Luo Chuan, I forgot to tell you." If you want to collect keel wood, you need to go to the burial dragon mountain forest in the west. The deeper you go into the burial dragon forest, the older and harder the keel wood becomes. But the closer you get to the depths, the more powerful the beasts become. ”

"Forget it, since this friend insists on crossing the sea, then in half a month, he will go to pick wood with us. Another person stood up and smiled at Luo Chuan: "Come on, drink first." ”

"Luo Chuan, he is the first person in our Purple Character Generation, Zilong. He is also preparing to cross the sea this year and challenge the Heavenly Dao Peak. Ziyun whispered, facing Zilong, he was a little nervous.

"Well, thank you, Brother Zi. ”

Luo Chuan was generous, joined in with a smile, took the crockpot, drank a big drink, and soon blended into the crowd.

Under the wine, Luo Chuan only felt a trace of pure origin overflowing from the wine, moisturizing his internal organs. Ten cans of wine were eaten, and after eating the leg of lamb handed by Qingyun, Luo Chuan's qi and blood surged like a dragon in his body, and his life vitality improved a little.

"Just eating and drinking can improve the vitality of life. It's a treasure trove of practice. ”

Luo Chuan sighed.

The hundreds of young people around, each of them had two or three times the vitality of Luo Chuan, and that purple dragon was five times that of Luo Chuan.

Life vitality has nothing to do with cultivation, but it is the foundation of cultivation. If you say that the vitality of the people in Luo Chuan's era is like grass seeds. Then the vitality of people in this era is like the seed of a towering tree. Later. The greater the gap.

"It's no wonder that the Tiannan Domain of my time was just a small realm that did not enter the Nine Heavens Realm. The foundation is already too far behind, and unless there are constant adventures and penance, it will not be able to catch up. The geniuses of the Tianchen Continent, how terrifying is their vitality......"

Luo Chuan drank wine, thinking about his thoughts, and looked forward to the ethereal Heavenly Dao Peak more and more.

......

Time passed day by day, half a month. Luo Chuan followed Ziyun seven and walked around. Or eat and drink, replenish vitality, and wait for the day of wood picking.

Half a month later, the sun had just risen. Luo Chuan followed everyone to a barren mountain forest.

The mountains and forests are huge. Obscuring the sky. It's like a desert. In the mountains and forests, the roars of fierce beasts sounded from time to time, and a strong aura swept out of the forest. Lift the robes and long hair of the young people of the tribe.

The seven major tribes, all under the jurisdiction of the Chiyuan Sect, were divided into seven groups of people and horses at this time and entered the mountains and forests.

The people of the Purple Department were led by Zilong, and Luo Chuan and Ziyun were the weakest and were protected in the middle of the team.

"The Burial Dragon Forest is divided into three levels, and we are aiming for a century-old keel on the first floor. On the way, I will encounter many fierce beasts, so everyone follow me. Zilong Dao.

The young men of the purple department should drink in unison. Ziyun participated in the forest hunting for the first time, although he was accompanying Luo Chuan, he also had a small face and was very serious.

The large army marched forward, encountering many fierce beasts along the way, including a winged white tiger of more than ten zhang, and five giant pythons as thick as adults, all of which were killed by Ziyun and the tribal youth.

Luo Chuan observed carefully, these fierce beasts had not yet opened their spiritual wisdom and had not cultivated their mana, but their vitality was even stronger than that of the purple dragon, and their strength exceeded that of the Infant Transformation Realm.

Everyone fought their way out of a bloody road, and they talked and laughed along the way.

In the evening, Luo Chuan followed everyone to the abyss at the end of the first layer and collected more than 30 hundred-year-old keel trees.

"Brother Luo, you may not know the origin of the dragon bone wood. Zilong turned his head and said to Luo Chuan with a smile.

"Is there anything to say?" Luo Chuan asked.

"This keel wood is coiled around the tree when the dragon died. After a hundred years, the dragon corpse and the tree became one. At this time, the wood is very hard and spiritual, and it can withstand the impact of the waves of the Chaos Star Sea. Zilong Dao.

"Finally got it. You can go back and build a boat. Ziyun grinned.

Zilong also showed a bright smile: "However, I still want to enter the second layer and collect thousand-year-old dragon bone wood. Do any of you dare to go with me?"

Everyone inquired about each other, and zuihou walked out of the twelve.

Luo Chuan found that although the life vitality of these twelve people was not as good as that of Zilong, it was also very close, four times higher than Luo Chuan.

"Count me in. Luo Chuan came out of the crowd.

The people of Zibu are bold and enthusiastic, Luo Chuan eats and drinks theirs these days, he is a little embarrassed, and he has already wanted to make some efforts.

Ziyun's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly grabbed Luo Chuan.

Zilong also waved his hand again and again: "Brother Luo, let's stay here and accompany Xiaoyun." The second floor is much more dangerous than the first floor, and the strength of the fierce beasts inside is also about five times that of the first floor. There are also many fierce birds that like to eat human flesh. You go in with us, and we have to be distracted to protect you, which is dangerous for all of us. ”

The rest of the Zibu disciples also persuaded Luo Chuan one after another, they spoke directly, without any city government, but there was no malice.

Luo Chuan was about to speak, when at this moment, a terrifying aura swept from the other side of the waterfall.

Zilong was the first to react, looking at the sky, his face changed greatly: "It's not good! It's a thunderbird!

Zilong gave an order, and everyone in Zibu retreated.

Although the young people did not have a cultivation method, their physical speed alone was no less than the first order of infant transformation, and they avoided the attack of the Thunderbird in the blink of an eye.

Hunting Thunderbird, with three heads and four wings, and its feathers flashing with thunder, are obviously tempered by thunder and lightning.

Luo Chuan lost his strength, but the Dragon Martial Arts had been cultivated to the second layer, and the speed of his physical body was not weaker than that of the young man in the purple department, and he quickly escaped from the attack of the Thunderbird.

In the afterglow, Luo Chuan only felt that something was missing.

Oops!

Luo Chuan turned around suddenly, and saw Ziyun, who was running the slowerest, let out a miserable scream, and was grabbed by the iron claws of the Thunderbird and picked up.

"Purple Cloud!"

Seeing that Ziyun was about to be captured by the Thunderbird, the young people of the Purple Department stopped one after another, and under the leadership of the Purple Dragon, they grabbed the stones on the ground and threw them at the Thunderbird.

The rocks they threw spun rapidly in the air, carrying enough liliang to smash a hole in the hill, but it was easily avoided by the Thunderbird.

"Let him go!" the purple dragon roared, jumped high, and appeared in the air in a blink of an eye, holding an iron spear, stabbing at the Thunderbird.

The Thunderbird glanced at the purple dragon with disdain, and waved its iron claws.

Although the purple dragon liliang is large, it is far less than the tired birds. What's more, his body couldn't stagnate in mid-air, and he couldn't use his strength anymore with a spear.

With a "bang", the purple dragon was slapped down by the hunting thunderbird's claws.

Thump!

The purple dragon smashed to the ground, knocking the ground into a ten-zhang deep crater, and slowly crawled out, spitting blood.

The strong Zibu disciples jumped up one after another, jumping thousands of feet in the air, trying to stop the Thunderbird, but they all ended up like Zilong, and were slapped down by the Thunderbird like a fly.

There were big craters on the ground, and although the young people were not dead, they were also spitting blood from their mouths and covered in embarrassment.

"Xiaoyun!"

"Don't!"

"Monster, put down the purple cloud!"

Zilong screamed, his eyes reddened. The rest of the purple youths were also red-eyed, clenched their fists, and yelled loudly.

The Thunderbird let out a strange laugh, flapped its wings, grabbed the purple cloud, and was about to fly away into the distance.

Looking at Ziyun, who was about to become a delicious meal for the hunting ptarmitan, the disciples of the purple tribe wept silently, and sadness and helplessness lingered in their hearts.

At this moment, in front of the Thunderbird, there was another figure! (To be continued......