Chapter 299

"You call me a Taoist friend. Giggle..." the boy laughed for a long time and pretended to arch his hand: "my Taoist name is Ziyun. I've seen a Taoist friend."

Luo Chuan was also amused.

Ziyun didn't know what he thought, and his eyes were red: "it's not so easy to cross the sea. Many people cross the sea every year, but none of the 10000 people can come back."

"Do your best and listen to fate." Luo Chuan said casually.

"Do your best and listen to the destiny." Ziyun repeated several times and his eyes brightened: "it makes sense! Well, I'll take you now. Before the transition to the sea, we should prepare for at least two months, collect keel wood to build a big boat, and prepare a lot of food."

Then Ziyun pulled a vine full of aura in his hand.

The night wind roared, and a dragon tied by vines flew down from the sky and landed steadily at the foot of Ziyun.

Ziyun touched Jiao's head and smiled, "Taoist friend, let's ride a dragon to the beach. What's your name?"

"Luo Chuan."

"Luo Chuan... Giggle." the boy laughed for a long time.

Luo Chuan touched his nose and wondered where the name was funny.

As the boy rode on the dragon's back, they flew into the night sky.

Under the six stars, there are winding peaks and huge marshes and lakes. From time to time, you can see children and teenagers flying on dragons. You can say hello to Ziyun happily and look at Luo Chuan with curiosity.

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

"Sect gate... I'm not qualified to enter the sect gate. Our tribe only raises dragons for the sect gate. Only three people with the best physical fitness can be selected by the sect gate every year. My physical fitness is very general and I don't expect to enter the sect gate." Ziyun said casually, as if he didn't have much interest in entering the sect gate.

"What is the level of your clan in Tiannan region?" Luo Chuan asked again.

"You say chiyuanzong. In addition to our purple tribe, six tribes are helping them raise immortal animals." Ziyun thought and said, "I remember grandpa said that chiyuanzong can only be regarded as a small and medium-sized sect in Tiannan region. There are more than 1000 like chiyuanzong."

Luo Chuan was silent.

Among the peaks, Luo Chuan alone saw more than 500 dragons, not counting those sleeping in the giant lake. The clan supported by such a tribe is only a small and medium-sized clan

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

The tide is surging, the waves are as high as peaks, and the sea water is as white as a transparent white yarn, shining purple brilliance under the glow of the stars.

"What a big sea," Luo Chuan sighed.

Ziyun threw the Dragon into the sea and took Luo Chuan to the distant bonfire.

By the beach, bonfires were lined up, and men and women sang and danced around the bonfire.

The night wind is clear and the waves are stacked.

The young tribal man surrounded the campfire and his face was red by the fire. They stepped on a wonderful rhythm under their feet, bent down and folded their palms, like worshiping mountains, seas and heaven and dancing.

In front of the campfire, a young girl in a snow-white skirt held her knees, drank the good wine in the fight, and quietly sang ancient songs, sometimes happy and sometimes sad.

In ancient times, there was a purple family. They danced and played with the shadow of the moon. Fox ghosts did not worship the mountain, and they did not grow old.

Luo Chuan sat on the dragon's back and looked at it from a distance. The more he looked, the more frightened he became.

The smell of those young people was too terrible. It was like a powerful beast that could break mountains and rivers.

"Young tribal disciples alone have more vitality than Huaying. I'm afraid this small purple part alone is enough to level the empty mountain boundary." Luo Chuan said.

"Ziyun, why are you here?" a man turned his head and greeted Ziyun with a smile.

"Luo Chuan wants to cross the sea. I'll take him to harvest trees and fruits." Ziyun touched his head.

A group of people turned to look at Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan is also looking at them.

There are hundreds of people in this group. They are a little older than Luochuan, but they are in their early twenties. Their skin is red copper. They have been exposed to the wind and sun. They have strong Qi and blood. Inadvertently, their vitality is three or four times that of Luochuan.

"Luo Chuan, they are all small generation of the seven tribes. Then you can come together." Ziyun introduced to Luo Chuan.

At this time, a young man stood up, looked at Luo Chuan, and then looked at Ziyun: "Ziyun, you're fooling around again. Your friend's life constitution is too weak, let alone crossing the sea, even dragon bone trees can't be picked."

Then the man turned to Luo Chuan and smiled kindly, "my friend, crossing the sea is not fun. Without a hard boat, you can't cross the sea."

Ziyun was stunned and looked at Luo Chuan with embarrassment: "Luo Chuan, I forgot to tell you. If you want to collect keel wood, you need to go to the buried Dragon Mountain Forest in the West. The deeper you go to the buried dragon forest, the older and harder the keel wood is. But the closer you get to the deep, the more powerful beasts there are."

"Forget it, since this friend insists on crossing the sea, let's go to pick wood with us in half a month." another man stood up and smiled at Luo Chuan: "come on, drink first."

"Luo Chuan, he is the first of our little generation in the purple department, Zilong. He is also going to cross the sea and challenge Tiandao peak this year." Ziyun whispered. Facing Zilong, he was a little nervous.

"Well, thank you, brother Zi."

Luo Chuan was generous. He joined in with a smile, took the earthen pot, drank a lot, and soon integrated into the crowd.

After drinking, Luochuan felt a trace of pure origin overflow from the wine, moistening his viscera. After drinking ten cans of wine and eating the leg of Lin sheep handed over by Qingyun, Luo Chuan's Qi and blood surged like a dragon in his body, and his vitality increased a little.

"Just eating and drinking can improve your vitality. This is a treasure land of practice."

Luo Chuan sighed.

The vitality of hundreds of young people around is two or three times that of Luochuan, and the purple dragon is five times that of Luochuan.

Life vitality has nothing to do with cultivation, but it is the foundation of cultivation. If the vitality of people in Luochuan's time was like grass seed. Then the vitality of people in this era is like the seeds of towering trees. The later, the greater the gap.

"It's no wonder that the Tiannan region in my time was just a small domain in the nine heaven world. The foundation has fallen too far behind. Unless we continue to encounter and practice hard, we can't catch up. How terrible are the life vitality of the geniuses in Tianchen Prefecture..."

Luo Chuan drank wine and thought about his mind. He looked forward to the ethereal Tiandao peak more and more.

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Time passed day by day. In half a month, Luo Chuan walked around with Ziyun, or ate and drank to replenish his vitality, waiting for the day of wood picking.

Half a month later, as soon as the sun rose, Luo Chuan followed the crowd to a barren mountain forest.

The mountains and forests are huge, blocking out the sky and the sun, just like the sea and desert. From time to time, fierce animals roared in the mountains and forests, and powerful breath wafted out of the forest, raising the robes and long hair of the tribal youth.

The seven tribes, belonging to chiyuanzong, were divided into seven groups and entered the mountains.

The people of the purple department are led by Zilong. Luo Chuan and Ziyun are the weakest and are protected in the middle of the team.

"The Dragon burial forest is divided into three layers. Our goal is the Centennial keel on the first layer. We will encounter many fierce animals on the way. Please follow me." Zilong said.

Purple Youth should drink in unison. Ziyun took part in Lin Shou's wood picking for the first time. Although he was with Luo Chuan, he also stretched his small face and was very serious.

The army moved forward and encountered many fierce animals along the way, including more than ten feet of winged white tigers and five adult python, all of which were killed by the youth of the tribe led by Ziyun.

Luo Chuan carefully observed that these fierce beasts were not open in intelligence and did not cultivate mana, but their vitality was stronger than Zilong, and their strength exceeded the realm of infanticide.

They fought a bloody way and talked and laughed all the way.

In the evening, Luo Chuan followed the crowd to the mountain at the end of the first floor and collected more than 30 century old keel trees.

"Brother Luo, you may not know the origin of keel wood." Zilong turned his head and smiled at Luochuan.

"What do you say?" Luo Chuan asked.

"The keel wood was coiled around the trees when the Dragon died. After a hundred years, the Dragon corpse and the trees became one. At this time, the wood is very hard and spiritual, and can withstand the impact of chaotic starsea waves." Zilong said.

"I finally got it. I can go back and build a boat." Ziyun said with a smile.

Zilong also smiled brightly: "however, I still want to enter the second floor and collect Millennium keel wood. Who dares to go with me?"

They inquired about each other, and finally twelve people came out.

Luo Chuan found that although the vitality of the twelve people was not as strong as Zilong, they were also very close, four times higher than Luo Chuan.

"Count me in." Luo Chuan came out more and more.

Zibu people are forthright and enthusiastic. Luo Chuan eats and drinks their food these days. He is a little embarrassed. He has long thought of some strength.

Ziyun's face changed slightly and hurriedly pulled Luo Chuan.

Zilong also waved his hand again and again: "brother Luo, you'd better stay here with Xiaoyun. The second floor is much more dangerous than the first floor. The strength of the fierce animals in it is about five times that of the first floor. There are many fierce birds that like to eat human flesh. If you go in with us, we have to distract ourselves from protecting you. It's very dangerous for all of us."

The rest of Zibu's children also advised Luo Chuan. They spoke directly without any city government, but there was no malice.

Luo Chuan was about to speak when a terrible breath came rushing from the other end of the waterfall.

Zilong took the lead in responding, looked at the sky, and his face changed greatly: "no! It's Thunderbird hunting! Hide quickly!"

At the command of the purple dragon, the purple people withdrew.

Although the young people didn't have a way to practice, their physical speed was no less than the level of infanticide, and they avoided the attack of Thunderbird hunting in the twinkling of an eye.

Thunderbird has three heads and four wings. Its feathers are shining with thunder. It is obviously tempered by lightning.

Luo Chuan lost his skill, but the dragon body skill has been cultivated to the second level. The body speed is not weaker than that of the youth of Zibu. He soon escaped from the attack of Thunderbird hunting.

Yu Guangzhong, Luo Chuan only felt what was missing.

too bad! Ziyun!

Luo Chuan suddenly turned back and saw Ziyun, the slowest runner, scream. He was caught by the iron claw of Thunderbird and picked up.

"Ziyun!"

Seeing that Ziyun was about to be captured by Thunderbird, Zibu youth stopped one after another. Under the leadership of Zilong, they grabbed the stones on the ground and threw them at Thunderbird.

The stones they threw whirled rapidly in the air, with enough force to break a hole in the hill, but they were easily avoided by Thunderbirds.

"Let him go!" the purple dragon roared, jumped up high, and suddenly appeared at a thousand feet high, holding a wrought iron spear and stabbing the Thunderbird.

The Thunderbird looked at the purple dragon disdainfully and waved its iron claw.

Although the purple dragon is powerful, it is far less powerful than hunting tired birds. What's more, his body can't stop in the air, and he can't exert any more force.

With a bang, the purple dragon was photographed by the thunder bird.

Plop!

The purple dragon fell to the ground, knocked the ground into a big pit ten feet deep, climbed out slowly and vomited blood.

The strong Zibu children jumped up one after another and jumped thousands of feet high to stop Thunderbird hunting, but they ended up like Zilong and were patted by Thunderbirds like flies.

Big pits appeared on the ground. Although the young people were not dead, they also vomited blood and were embarrassed.

"Xiao Yun!"

"No!"

"Monster, put down Ziyun!"

The purple dragon shouted and his eyes turned red. The rest of the purple youth were also red eyed, clenched their fists and roared loudly.

Thunderbird made a strange smile, fluttered its wings, caught the purple cloud and was about to fly away.

Looking at the purple cloud, which is about to become a Thunderbird meal, the purple disciples silently shed tears, and sadness and helplessness linger in their hearts.

Just then, another figure appeared in front of the Thunderbird hunter!