Chapter 242

Below, countless mountains, valleys, cities and lakes passed away like a horse watching a lantern. During this period, Yang Xuan did not practice, but chatted with Zhang Zhengli.

As for the old man, he stood at the bow of the ship, his hands behind him and looked far into the distance.

The ship flew for three days and took two small turns on the way. Finally, the frequency of the cities below became lower and lower, and one after another mountains emerged in endlessly, as if it had entered the endless mountains.

Yang Xuan occasionally looks down. There are old and towering giant trees everywhere, and even many nameless tree species.

The spiritual power contained in the air became stronger and stronger.

"Ga!"

A hoarse strange cry suddenly sounded on the side of the big ship.

Looking up, it was a giant bird like an elephant. Its feathers were fire red. When its wings were spread, it was more than ten meters long, just like a red glow.

The giant bird is very strange. It has three eyes on its head. The long feathers at its tail are dragged out for several meters and flutter around in the air, which is somewhat similar to the Phoenix described in the book.

Yang Xuan was fascinated. Zhang Zhengli beside him hurriedly got up and saluted the giant bird respectfully.

"Yang Daoyou, this is the mountain protecting spirit beast in our sect. It's called sanyanpeng. If someone tries to break into the sect, he will take it down."

After Zhang Zhengli explained, he straightened up and looked very respectful.

Yang Xuan also imitated his appearance and saluted the three Yan Peng.

The ship continued to fly, with the vast mountains ahead, and a sense of old age came to my face.

In the sky, more and more strange birds began to appear, but without exception, they all avoided the big ship. After Zhang Zhengli's explanation, Yang Xuan knew that these were all spirit beasts kept by the Wanling sect.

After about half a cup of tea, Yang Xuan only felt a chill on his face, as if he had passed through something. The reckless mountain in front of him suddenly changed and disappeared, replaced by twelve huge peaks.

These peaks are too huge and towering into the clouds. Even their spaceship is barely halfway up the mountain, where some clouds are floating.

The sunshine in the sky fell down through the not thick clouds and fell to the foot of the mountain.

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked down, but he couldn't see clearly because of the limitation of distance.

Among the twelve mountains, there is a special one, the shortest one, which is nearly one-third shorter than the other peaks. However, the peak is surrounded by the rest of the mountains, just like the stars and the moon.

The ship flew towards the mountain. After it was close, Yang Xuan could barely see the scene above.

The top of the mountain is a huge flat land, which is incredibly flat, as if it had been leveled with a sword.

There is a main hall in the middle of the flat ground. The style looks a little old, but there is no old feeling. Colorful clouds float out of it, just like a fairy palace.

It was surrounded by a vast open space, which should be a kind of square. The big ship flew to the open space and then stopped slowly.

"You, take him to the discussion hall. The Deputy patriarch should wait for you there. I have something to deal with."

"Yes, Zhong Changlao."

Zhang Zhengli hugged his fist, then jumped gently and got off the ship, followed by Yang Xuan.

As soon as they landed, the big ship flew up again and sped away towards the way they came.

"Yang Daoyou, follow me!"

Zhang Zhengli made a gesture of invitation. Yang Xuan immediately nodded and followed him to the hall.

When he was on the boat, he only felt that the scenery here was very strange and didn't feel too much. When he was in it, Yang Xuan realized the extraordinary of wanlingzong.

On the huge open space, the spiritual power is extremely majestic, almost three or four times that of Jiang state, even compared with the cave of little black leopard.

It seemed that the soul sucking beads also felt the changes of the outside world and began to operate rapidly. They had not stopped since they entered the wanlingzong, and his cultivation increased at the speed of divine consciousness.

"Is this the big gate? If I can cultivate such strong spiritual power here for a long time, I'm afraid I can reach the middle of Kaiguang territory in less than half a year."

Yang Xuan walked slowly, thinking in his heart that the surrounding spiritual power was pouring in from his pores, which was very comfortable.

"Cut, no insight."

The little Panther sneered: "the real cultivation world is not comparable to the outside world at all. It's just a small sect door. When you get to the real large sect door, you know what rich aura is. Even if ordinary people live there, their life will be prolonged by a lot."

"If so, it would be much easier to repair those pairs."

Yang Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He consumed a lot of spirit stones. Since this time, the spirit stones in the storage bag have been exhausted, so his cultivation has stagnated for a lot of time.

If you can practice in these places, even if there is no spirit stone, the speed will not be weaker than before.

"You think it's easy."

The little Panther mocked again.

"If the cultivation is so simple, I don't know how many people have become immortals in the world. I really don't understand anything. I'm a steamed stuffed bun."

"What are you talking about?"

Several black lines floated on Yang Xuan's forehead.

The old man surnamed Zhong shouted at the little boy along the way. He was tolerant and was detained as a steamed stuffed bun. Even if his temper was not bad, he had a faint impulse to burst out at this time.

The little Panther sneered constantly, ignored his anger and continued: "With my qualifications, Mr. Bao, what's wrong with calling you a steamed stuffed bun? I tell you, your current state is just entering the gate of cultivating immortals. After you reach the fifth state, you can really be called a monk. Then, you can also realize the ruggedness of the immortal road. It's too early to say simplicity."

"Getting started?"

Yang Xuan was a little stunned.

The third realm was already a very high realm in his eyes, but it became an entry point in the mouth of the little panther.

According to its words, the whole state of Wei did not know whether there was a real monk. If there was, I'm afraid there were only a few.

"The road of cultivation is far more difficult than you think. Tu baozi, if you want to stand out, you should listen to master Bao. Otherwise, although your practice is smooth now, countless problems will emerge when you reach a certain level. At that time, you can only become a dead bone on the immortal road."

"Don't call me buns!"

Yang Xuan's face was completely black.

Zhang Zhengli, who was next to him, was startled.

"Yang Daoyou, what's the matter with you?"