After shuttling in the sea of burning sand for three days, looking at the rolling yellow sand in the east, everyone couldn't help but look at each other, and they all shouted in their hearts, Yan Guo has arrived. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, two hours later, the white jade flying boat used the burning sand sea.

On the flying boat, led by the gray-robed old man, everyone couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on their foreheads, secretly calling for luck.

Looking back, the sea of burning sand is still burning, and the thunder is rolling inside, burning the sky and boiling the sea. Even if he flew away, the people who were still roasted panicked.

In the central secret room, it was time for Nanhua to stand up and said lightly, "I have something to go out, you go all the way north along the border of the Muyu region, and we will meet in Qiyun Mountain." ”

Before the words fell, Fairy Yun said anything, and his figure quickly blurred.

"Hey, this guy..."

Yun Xianzi shook her head helplessly, her lips moved slightly, and she commanded without question.

On the deck, before the gray-robed old man could take a few breaths, the words of the Cloud Fairy sounded in his ears.

Hearing this, the old man was excited, and quickly stood up. He took out a white jade disc in his hand, and played a few tricks, and the flying boat shook and fled towards the north.

Nanhua's goal is very clear, after getting out of the burning sand sea, he went all the way to the east, and he drove at full speed, pulling out layers of phantoms. In less than a day, he came to the belly of Yan Kingdom. After crossing the mountains further west, without saying a word, he flew into a large forest sea.

In the middle of the forest sea, there is a lake, which is crystal clear, the lake water is cold, dotted in the vast forest and sea, like a poetic and picturesque one. Nanhua landed on the edge of the lake, took out a silver-white compass, and dripped a drop of blood. But in just a moment, the compass shattered in half.

Nanhua frowned, looking at the broken compass in his hand, his face instantly became gloomy.

"Damn, has it been completely erased?"

Nanhua's mood adjusted quickly, and in just half a cup of tea, it returned to its previous breeziness.

"It's hard to accept the fact that nine times out of ten it's already bad, but we have to try again. ”

After muttering a few times, Nanhua took a deep breath, patted the storage jar on his waist, and took out a black incense burner.

This incense burner is about a foot high, the color is deep and heavy, the shape of the vessel is round and simple, the ears are four legs, the whole is integrated, and there is no trace of artificial carving. Except for the shallow raw and some silver lines, there is nothing surprising about it.

Nanhua looked at the incense burner for a moment, and then solemnly placed it on the ground.

After a little groaning, he turned over his hand and took out a jade box that was a few feet long.

After tearing off the seal, three pale silver incense sticks were revealed. The incense has a silver halo on it, which is very magical.

Nanhua took out three sticks of incense, spaced an inch apart, and after the golden light of his fingertips ignited the long incense, he inserted it into the incense burner.

After doing all this, he glanced at the green smoke that had only risen half a foot high, and Nanhua sat down.

Half a quarter of an hour later, in a huge cave mansion inlaid with a skull-sized night pearl in the center, a handsome man in a purple-gold mansion suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a voice full of doubts, "Hey, there will be the smell of rotten incense!"

The man was none other than the Xuanlou Sect Master in this huge area to the west of the Wood Domain, Murong Changtian!

He sniffed vigorously with his nose, and after repeatedly confirming that it was correct, Murong Changtian's face suddenly became solemn.

"Hey, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided. Now that they've all come to the door, it's time to solve these troubles for the two of them. ”

As soon as the words fell, Murong Changtian pinched the magic trick in his hand, and with a 'poof', a raging fire ignited on his body. After the flames swayed a few times, Murong Changtian's body quickly blurred.

After a while, a cold wind blew, but the secret room was already empty.

Sitting on the bluestone, Nanhua waited for most of the day. At this moment, the silver incense has burned more than half, but no one has come. Nanhua's brows furrowed slightly, and he seemed to have a bad premonition in his heart. In the dark, I smelled a huge depression.

Time passed again, and four or five hours later, when the silver incense flashed a few times and completely turned into ashes, Nanhua stood up at once, and his face was already full of gloom.

"Could it be that even that person was killed? This is a dark chess, it shouldn't be..."

After half a cup of tea, just as Nanhua was hesitating whether to leave, in the northeast, in the dim night sky, there was a little firelight. Although it was as small as a needle, Nanhua's face was instantly pleasantly surprised.

"Hahaha, I'll just say, how can there be no one?"

The speed of the fire was very fast, it was just a small dot at first, and after only a dozen breaths, it came to a hundred zhang away. Then the fire rolled, and Murong Changtian fell ten zhang away from Nanhua.

In an instant, both of them had their eyes lit up and looked at each other deadly.

The first meeting, each shocked!

"Half-step baby change!"

Seeing Murong Changtian for the first time, Nanhua's face changed slightly, and he screamed in surprise.

"Such a coercion, peak barbarian king!" Murong Changtian also instantly cheered up, and his hand shrunk in his sleeve couldn't help but tighten. But after glancing at the black incense burner on the ground in a blink of an eye, Murong Changtian suddenly breathed a sigh of relief again, "It turns out that you ordered the rotten incense!"

"Yes, I ordered it. In Xia Nanhua, dare to ask Daoyou, what do you call ?" Nanhua gathered his mind and said with some familiarity. Although there was nothing to see on his face, the horror in Nanhua's heart was really beyond words, and he didn't know what to say.

After all, the connector in Zhou Hao's mouth back then was just the existence of the Great Perfection of the Dan. It's only been more than 200 years, and it has become a terrifying existence of a half-step infant. With such a huge gap, even Nanhua's nerves are a little ineffective.

"Murong Changtian. Since Daoyou can take out the rotten incense and know the existence of Zhou Hao, it stands to reason that it is impossible to recognize the wrong person. However, before he completely handed over the secret he kept to Daoyou, the old man had to try again!" Murong Changtian said nonchalantly.

Nanhua didn't have the slightest surprise, smiled slightly, and nodded briskly, "It should be so, Daoist friends just test it!"

Seeing this, Murong Changtian was not ambiguous, and with a wave of his big sleeves, an extra palm-sized silver talisman appeared in his hand. The color of the rune seal is pale silver, shining silver, and there are a few strange runes scattered on it, revealing a shallow blood-colored pattern, which is quite strange.

"Since Daoist friends know Zhou Hao, they should also know the function of this blood drinking talisman. Murong Changtian threw over the silver talisman seal.

"Hey, hey. The corners of Nanhua's mouth lifted, and he took the talisman seal, and with a flick of the two, it cut between the two and squeezed out the blood.

The moment the blood touched the silver rune seal, only a muffled sound of 'poof' was heard, and the few strange runes on the rune seal suddenly flashed blood, and the rune seal spontaneously ignited without wind, and instantly turned into a fist-sized silver and red fireball.

The fireball burned for a moment, and with a 'bang', it burst into a silver light curtain the size of half a zhang. Suddenly, blood flashed rapidly, and a line of whimsical and strange handwriting appeared on the light curtain. Murong Changtian just glanced at it and nodded.

"Yes, if it's really the bloodline of the Haoyue Southern Clan, it seems that I didn't recognize the wrong person. In this case, it is time for Zhou Hao to ask the old man to keep the secret for three hundred years. ”

As he spoke, Murong Changtian took out a flying sword and stabbed him fiercely in the center of his eyebrows.

Suddenly, only a muffled sound of 'poof' was heard, and there was an inch-long blood mark on Murong Changtian's eyebrows.

But strangely, not the slightest blood flowed out.

As Murong Changtian continued to pinch and chant the mantra, a large piece of silver overflowed from the wound.

After more than ten breaths, when the last trace of silver light left the wound, Murong Changtian's magic technique stopped, and the fire between his eyebrows flashed, and the wound disappeared. But when I looked at his face again, it looked very pale, as if he had been greatly injured in an instant.

Nanhua hugged his fist at Murong Changtian with a solemn face, and also pointed at his eyebrows, drawing an inch-long wound. Under Nanhua's pinching spell, the wound squirmed slightly, and after a while, golden points of light flowed out like grains of sand.

Not long after, when Nanhua wiped the wound and smiled at Murong Changtian with a pale face. The silver rays and golden points of light from the two of them had fused into a large round ball of gold and silver, and it was spinning in the air.

After resting for a while, Nanhua took a deep breath and pointed at the black incense burner on the ground. Suddenly, I heard a 'whoosh' sound in the air, and the black incense burner shook and appeared under the gold and silver balls. In the light chirp, the black light suddenly burst out.

Then, only a burst of Sanskrit sound was heard, and the black light condensed into a large black silk thread, pulling the gold and silver balls, and slowly fell into the incense burner. The process continued very slowly, for more than half an hour, before it was over.

The moment the gold and silver balls entered the incense burner, the black was frantically entangled, and it turned into a thick lid, which was firmly buckled on top of the incense burner. Then the silver lines on the incense burner flashed, and the incense burner instantly became one.

"Now that the things have arrived, Nanhua will leave. However, before leaving, there is another gift, hoping to have some effect on Taoist friends. ”

Nanhua put away the incense burner with a roll of his sleeves, and when he smiled, a cyan wooden box flew out of his sleeves in an instant.

After a while, when Murong Changtian grabbed the wooden box, Nanhua had already turned into a silver light and went straight to the sky.

Holding the wooden box imperceptibly in his hand, Murong Changtian's face flashed solemnly, and he slowly opened the wooden box. Without the slightest aroma coming out, there was a milky white pill the size of a thumb lying quietly in the wooden box, exuding a soft white light.

Murong Changtian didn't expect Nanhua to come up with anything good to repay him, but the moment he saw the pill, his face changed dramatically and he exclaimed, "Such a color, could it be Rongyuan Dan!" As soon as the words fell, he hurriedly put away the jade box and left like lightning.

After galloping all the way back to his cave mansion, before he had time to say hello to the neon dress fairy who came up, Murong Changtian rushed into the secret room and activated all the prohibitions. I took a deep breath for a long time before I took out the wooden box with excitement and trembling on my face.

Opening the wooden box again, looking at the milky white pill with a warm color, Murong Changtian made a muffled sound in his throat, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Rong Yuan Dan, it is really Rong Yuan Dan. Hahaha, there's still hope for my avenue..."

In the vast night sky, Nanhua flew all the way to the north, flying rapidly. During the march, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he never expected that this trip would be so smooth.

"Hehe, in this way, although it can't be done once and for all, but there is finally one more chance. ”

At this moment, if anyone can dissect Nanhua, they will find that in his dantian, a black Dan furnace is floating drippingly. Every time you make a turn, you will rise and contract. As if breathing, a trace of silver light was pulled from all sides and sucked into the furnace. (To be continued.) )