The mountains outside the Jedi are entangled with light belts, and the energy is extremely dense. Eight extraordinary nests are built around the Jedi.
Wang Xuan looked from a distance, wondering what the ferryman's expression would be when he saw him. Was he happy to see him, or did he think he was seeing a ghost?
He stood on a mountain peak and saw the Silkworm Snake family, two older and two younger, lying lazily basking in the sun outside the snake cave. He didn't want to ruin the warm atmosphere of the family, so forget it, let it go.
He also saw the mountain turtle, which was still so active. After the extraordinary fruit was picked, it practiced the turtle's microsteps in that area every day, looking for traces of enemies. Turtle, who would not even have extraordinary herbs, felt a little pitiful, so he decided not to bother him.
Then he saw the silver bear. It was almost rounded into a ball.
Then he went to observe outside another extraordinary nest, and saw the strange golden bird standing on the cliff from a distance, tearing an elephant apart with its sharp claws, and the blood was stained red. Cliff, it is feasting.
Forget it, such a difficult bird, Wang Xuan looked at it again and again, not wanting to pay attention to it.
He walked around a lot and found that the eight lairs were heavily guarded. It was not easy to get close. It was probably because of his frequent visits and three visits last time that the eight extraordinary monsters were not very hospitable.
"The Ora man, he has at least four metal plaques in his hand!" Several people found Wang Xuan and were furious. They quietly retreated, preparing to find someone to hunt him.
Wang Xuan had already seen them and glanced at the direction they were leaving, not bothering to pay attention. His current goal was extraordinary.
He is going to go directly to the land of death. The demon fruit cannot be picked now, and all the monsters are on guard.
He felt that the energy accumulated in his body should be enough. He had digested the strange fog, drank a lot of the Earthly Immortal Spring, and eaten a lot of the flesh and blood of extraordinary monsters.
Covered by fog, the place remains the same, without any change. When Wang Xuan stepped in, all the sounds disappeared, and the sun-filled dense land was transformed into a cold night scene with a high silver moon.
After arriving at this place, his body was in severe pain again and his pores were bleeding, but he didn't care and got used to it.
Something different is that a yellow metal lump appears on the only road leading to the blue lake. It is very large, more than five meters high.
It has obviously been baptized by the years, and the large pieces of dusty metal make people feel unusual from a distance, but why didn't they see it the first two times?
Wang Xuan walked over and wiped it with his hands. The dust-free part of the metal suddenly shone brightly, like the sun rising across the sky, revealing its true appearance. It was so gorgeous.
"Is this Sun Gold?!" He was shocked. Legend has it that immortals would add this material to their weapons refining, so there is such a large piece here? Incredible.
It looks like it has been standing here for some years. The place of death is very strange, why didn’t I see it the first two times?
Wang Xuan took out the dagger, gestured, and carefully cut it. What shocked him was that the dagger could cut the sun's gold!
Is this thing reserved for destined people? Wang Xuan has not forgotten that one hundred grams of sun gold is worth 500 million new star coins, which is extremely valuable!
He looked at it again and again, preparing to cut off a large piece with his dagger. The materials used by immortals to refine weapons are mythical items. Give them to Goddess Zhao and exchange them with Lao Zhong for scriptures. The deal should be concluded.
Clang!
He slashed it with a dagger, and a deep crack suddenly appeared on the sun gold. It is estimated that if he slashed it with two more swords, the scrap weighing dozens of kilograms would be able to be cut off.
However, a shocking change occurred. The golden bump of the sun glowed as a whole, and a light curtain emerged, isolating him.
Wang Xuan took a few steps back. Although he had regrets, he didn't feel too much. He knew that the things left behind were not that easy to get.
"There are words." He was a little surprised. The huge golden sun bump was engraved with densely packed words, spreading from the top of the five-meter-high to the bottom.
However, he doesn’t recognize any of these ghostly symbols!
He touched the golden light screen lightly, starting from the bottom, and then he was shocked. There was a spiritual mark that could be sensed, and it turned out to be a record about him.
The line of golden ghost-painted talismans could be recognized in his eyes, and it read: Wang Xuan, who passed away three times and became a mortal.
What is this five-meter-high sun-gold bump? There are so many ghostly symbols listed on it. Could it be that they are all names and descriptions of people, right?
He has passed away three times and is a mortal, so he has a place on the Golden Pimple?
He touched the line of words above him with his hand, and the result showed that he was not qualified enough to read it.
"What a ranking, the reading experience is too bad!"
He touched line after line of text, and the results showed that he had no right to read.
Suddenly, fairy music sounded, the five-meter-high golden knot glowed, misty white mist flowed, and a line of words appeared high on it.
The words in that line are readable. In fact, a spiritual imprint has been sent out to express its meaning: Chen Tuan, traveling to the west, the nine-color golden elixir avenue under the Wutuo tree is perfect, and another nine-turn feather immortal method is created. , beheaded...
Then, Wang Xuan saw that the line of characters representing Chen Tuan had risen by more than a dozen places.
He was stunned to see a legendary person, and this golden pimple was actually broadcasting his recent situation. Is this a reflection of his strength and status?
Chen Tuan is a top figure in the field of inner alchemy after Zhong Liquan and Lu Dongbin. His five-color golden elixir method is famous all over the world and is famous in the history of ancient medicine.
Now, Jin Geda has proved that he is still alive, but he doesn’t know what kind of life form he is. He has a new method and his combat power is amazing.
Unfortunately, it was not reported who Chen Tuan killed.
Wang Xuan’s eyes are strange. People who have passed away are more special and strong people. There are suchA ranking?
He stood here for a moment, not wanting to delay any longer, and walked towards the small blue lake. On the way, he felt that the moon in the night sky was particularly big today, and his own changes were a bit strange.
Phew!
A pair of white wings appeared on his back, which were made of energy runes. He had an urge to fly to the moon!
Then, another pair of golden wings appeared behind him, which still gave him a strong desire to fly into the sky, hoping to get close to the moon.
......
The situation is quite wrong. Is it because I didn't eat the Demon Fruit? So is it deification this time? Not right either!
Deification doesn’t mean you want to fly to the moon. Why do you have this urge? Wang Xuan was puzzled.
The moon is particularly sacred, something is different tonight, the falling light is much richer.
In a trance, he seemed to see a palace on the moon and a figure moving, but this should be impossible. It was so far away, how could he see it?
The waves were undulating, and a golden bamboo boat came quickly on the blue sea.
The ferryman was stunned and saw the boy again. In a few days, he ran in three times in a row and was still alive and well. Did he really think this was his backyard?
"It's okay, take your time. You should take your time first, and you will get used to it after a few more times."
Wang Xuan jumped on the bamboo boat and became more and more familiar with it. , after getting on the boat this time, he directly poured himself a cup of Dixianquan and asked the ferryman if he wanted a cup.
“No!” The ferryman refused.
"Senior, I saw a golden bump. What is that?" Wang Xuan got straight to the point and asked directly.
"Can you see it? A mortal can leave his name on it?!" The ferryman was a little surprised.
Obviously, he knew about this thing, but he had never mentioned it before.
"The people involved there are all people above the extraordinary level, and they are all unique. But to leave your name on the Sun Gold List, you are not extraordinary yet..." The ferryman sighed with emotion.
"Is it because I was admitted three times despite not being extraordinary?" Wang Xuan guessed.
"What's the ranking?" the ferryman asked him.
"The bottom line of text describes me."
"The last one is understandable." The ferryman nodded.
"I would like to ask, who carved it on the golden bump of the sun, and what is its significance?" Wang Xuan asked.
The ferryman shook his head and said: "I don't know. From ancient times to the present, there have been quite a few people who have entered the eight places of death, but there are not many living beings who can be included in the golden list."
"Today's moon is also special, it is extremely big, and it feels like it is about to fall into the sea." Wang Xuan said, he felt that everything was strange tonight.
The ferryman's heart skipped a beat, Huo raised his head, then looked at Wang Xuan, and said to himself: "Are you so special? Has anything happened to you recently?"
"No!" Wang Xuan directly denied it, and finally added: "Eat some extraordinary meat and drink some immortal spring."
As for the treasure that the immortals competed for, what was invested in his inner scene He won't tell anything even to death. If the news leaks out, all the big scenes will be close to him.
Next time he opens an interior location, he must carefully study the words engraved on the treasure. Is it a secret method that makes immortals covet it, or is it some kind of secret? He is looking forward to it.
"Something fell on the moon!" Wang Xuan was surprised. It was all an accident tonight!
The pure white light is falling, like the light rain of feathered flying immortals, pouring onto the sea. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a treasure has fallen.
“A scroll of scripture?!” Wang Xuan was stunned. Did this fall from the moon?
"Sure enough, you are really here. You have entered the dead place three times as a mortal, and you are engraved on the Golden List of the Sun. You are looked at in a different light." The ferryman sighed.
"Senior, haven't you ever been on this passing moon?" Wang Xuan was suspicious.
“I’ve never been there, but I’ve seen some strange things happen there.” The ferryman said.
The scripture fell in front of me, emitting a hazy light rain, hanging above the bamboo boat.
Wang Xuan felt something was wrong. There was a silk thread connected to the sutra book. It was crystal clear. Why did it look like a fishing line? !
He looked at the thread on the ferryman's fishing rod, and was surprised to find that the thread hanging down from the moon was stronger and more unusual than the ferryman's fishing line. It was densely covered with tiny runes, and seemed to have a way. The breath!
He looked at the cover of the scripture. There were several ghostly drawings on it, which he didn't recognize at all. However, spiritual imprints soon appeared, allowing him to understand the meaning of the words: Six Zhang Liu Golden Body Technique.
Wang Xuan was moved. He practiced the Golden Body Technique, and now he landed a body-refining secret book that seemed to be a Buddhist one. It was really shocking.
It was impossible not to be tempted, but when he thought that he would be burned by a fire until the end of his Buddhist training, he was not very interested.
Wang Xuan asked: "Senior, has this kind of thing happened before? What happened to the person who took the scripture?"
"Along this line, it seems that someone has landed on the moon. "The ferryman said uncertainly.
"Is this a moon landing? Why do I feel like I was caught on a fishing line?" Wang Xuan seriously doubted, isn't this just a fishing line? Along with the scented bait, if there are more golden hooks, it will be worthy of its name.
"I really don't know what's going on on the moon." The ferryman shook his head.
"The passing place is one of the oldest secret roads, which means that only the passing place can be extraordinary, and the immortals may not have appeared." Wang Xuan opened his mouth and analyzed it carefully.
"In other words, the moon in the sky may die earlier than the immortals?" When Wang Xuan said this, his expression changed.
Now, there are monsters, or people, on the dead moon. Is this fishing?
I don’t understand what’s going on on the moon at all, and Wang Xuan won’t go up there even if he’s beaten to death.
Wang Xuan looked at the Zhangliu Golden Body Technique and said: "What a stupid secret book, it is not as good as the scriptures collected in Lao Zhong's study. I really think I have never seen the world, take it back!"
In He and the ferryman were stunned as the fishing line moved away, taking away the six-foot-long golden body technique and disappearing into the night sky.
Not long after, the light rained down like a flying fairy, and another scripture scroll fell from the sky and came to the sky above the bamboo boat, connected to the fishing line.
"Are you targeting me? You think I'm a fish and you want to catch me?!" Wang Xuan pulled out the dagger and looked at some scriptures. If it's good, you can think about it. , if not, return it.
He carefully looked at the ghostly drawings on the cover of this scripture, and finally understood its meaning through the spiritual imprint: Taichu Qingshen Technique.
He felt that the name was very bluffing and seemed extremely extraordinary. He couldn't help turning his head to look at the ferryman and asked him if he had heard of this scripture.
"The famous early Taoist secrets for spiritual training are quite extraordinary and can be regarded as high-end secrets!" The ferryman said solemnly.
Wang Xuan looked at it again and again, but he still restrained himself and said: "Lao Zhong's study has top secret articles that are more powerful than this one, but this one still doesn't work."
Silently Without a breath, the scriptures moved away again and disappeared into the night sky.
The ferryman said quietly: "Can I ask, who is Lao Zhong, and what secrets and secrets does he have in his study?"
At this moment, on the moon, The fishing line drooped down again, light rain fell, and a colorful scripture bloomed with Taoist rhyme, flowing with various runes, and slowly fell.