The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 491

There is a white mist shrouded in front of you, and you can't see the end at a glance, but occasionally the breeze blows, bringing bursts of fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed, as if the whole person is a little younger.

"This is the Land of Flying Immortals? What a magical place, just one step away, it looks like two heavens."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xiang Yang was surprised, how similar is this to Sword King Valley?

A space of heaven and earth, two completely different worlds, is it a natural miracle or a man-made miracle?
"Shocking, right? In fact, many experts suspect that this land of flying immortals may contain a big secret.

Maybe it's a certain sect, maybe it's a certain magical weapon, or it's a rare and rare elixir, but unfortunately, no one has really discovered the secret. "

Chu He was dressed in thin scales and thin armor, holding a broad sword, and looked extremely brave. Next to him were Xiang Yang and Guo Huiyu, who were dressed in strong clothes. They also put on human skin masks again and pretended to be Chu He's subordinates.

On the second day after killing Fang Liang, Chu He told his subordinates that he brought Xiang Yang and Guo Huiyu to the Land of Feixian to attack and kill Dou Yingke.

"Such secret lands are actually not uncommon, most of them are naturally generated, and a few are caused by human intervention.

I once heard from my fourth uncle that there are countless elixir of different types growing in this land of flying immortals, which should be forcibly stimulated by the diffused aura of heaven and earth.

The reason why this mist lingers for a long time, and even makes people get lost in it, is largely because it closely fits the aura of heaven and earth.

And although the mountains here are beautiful and the terrain is unrivaled, it doesn't produce so much spiritual energy. It should be that there is a herb king plant growing in it, which gradually has such a magical place.

You can imagine how precious this king of medicine that can change terrain is, and how powerful it will be if picked and taken by others. "

Guo Huiyu looked at the thick fog and said hesitantly, her fourth uncle is also an acquired master, he also came here when he was traveling, but unfortunately he didn't dare to go deep, so he missed the medicine king.

Medicine King?Xiang Yang looked into the dense fog subconsciously, mysterious and unknown, if it was as Guo Huiyu said, one could imagine how incredible the power contained in the medicine king would be.

It wasn't until he came to Mianyang, Hedong and saw the Sword King Valley and the land of flying immortals that Xiang Yang really knew that the water in this world was really deep, which was more intuitive than the celestial body he possessed.

Will a king of medicine directly make people break the boundaries and return to the innate?
"Dou Yingke is on the outer first floor of the Land of Flying Immortals. I found the Tongmai Vine together with him, but this person doesn't seem to be interested in elixir, instead he has been wandering around the edge.

Reminiscent of what Miss Guo said just now, this person should also covet the medicine king. "

Just after Chuhe finished speaking, two men with medicine baskets on their backs and weapons hanging on their waists walked out of the dense fog with joy on their faces, and they should have gained a lot.

Seeing the three of Xiang Yang, the two directly showed a defensive posture, and they were very close to each other. One shot to ensure that the other could help. This tacit understanding cannot be cultivated in a day or two.

"Okay, let's go, if there are no accidents, we will meet Dou Yingke soon."

Chuhe took the lead, followed by Xiang Yang and Guo Huiyu, less than half a meter apart, because the visibility in the fog was only about half a meter.

At this time, Xiang Yang's spirit was concentrated, and the Liuli Heart Sutra kept running, reflecting in the surrounding environment, which surprised him.

What the naked eye sees is thick fog and a gaseous state. Reflected by the glass in the heart, it is composed of countless dense fine dots forming compact raindrops like gauze, and the aura is like rain. What kind of power is this?

However, Xiang Yang soon became a little doubtful. Martial arts practice also pays attention to the land of wealth and companionship. This land of flying immortals can be said to be a place of heaven and earth. Why are those strong people whose bodies are connected with the universe and who return to innateness from the day after tomorrow not here? practice?
Although Yanxi County is only a county, there should be a few innate warriors at any rate. Don't they know how precious this land of flying immortals is?
With doubts, Xiang Yang followed Chuhe and turned left and right, pulling Guo Huiyu behind him, keeping the formation not scattered, and walked for nearly an hour.

Xiang Yang memorized the route in his heart, and found that from the time they walked in to the present, it was actually a winding detour. They entered the same point and never went deep. Instead, they drew a circular line and finally returned to the original point.

During this section of the road, Xiang Yang and the three met many people like them. They were all excited and careful, and slowly searched for usable elixir along the route that the predecessors had opened up.

Of course, there were also unlucky people who disappeared after a while, and made a weak cry for help, and then the voice became lower and lower, until it disappeared, and I don't know what happened to it.

"Those who fell into the depths of the Feixian Land may not necessarily die, but the hope of getting out is very slim. Some people say that the Feixian Land leads to death. There are not a few warriors who disappear here every year."

Just as he was talking, Chuhe suddenly stopped, with a smile on his face, and stopped next to a middle-aged man who was squatting on the ground holding a stick to write and draw, almost rubbing against the man's pouting buttocks.

Xiang Yang pulled Guo Huiyu's warm, soft and slippery palm and followed closely, with endless murderous intent surging in his heart, while he looked at the middle-aged man expressionlessly.

He is dressed in a light brown Confucian robe like an old pedant. He is neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. The long hair on the top of his head is fixed with a thick and long hairpin. The side face is very soft. It looks like a teacher is more than a demon. door devil.

"Is that Crescent White Jade?"

Seeing the thick and long hairpin, Xiang Yang's heart skipped a beat. This man has such a big heart to fix the key key to Yuan Huai's martial arts in the hairpin so generously?
Although Xiang Yang himself is also a person who has the gold finger of the Wordless Book of Heaven, but facing the advanced martial arts in this world, he also came with an extremely eager attitude. In contrast, he is not as free and easy as Dou Yingke.

Of course, there is another possibility that Dou Yingke may not know what this Crescent White Jade means.

When Yao Feihua asked her daughter to hand over the jade pendant to Xiang Yang, she didn't say anything. Maybe she knew the secret, maybe she didn't.

Regardless of whether she knew it or not, and no matter what kind of mentality she had in handing it over to Xiang Yang, anyway, he only knew about it through the collection task triggered by the wordless scripture.

Crescent White Jade itself does not have any information related to Yuan Huaiyi or the inheritance of martial arts.

"Mr. Dou, see you again, Chuhe is very polite."

Dou Yingke, who had been burying his head on the ground and writing something with a wooden stick, was extremely focused. When he heard the voice, he turned around and saw that it was Chu He and two strangers. He relaxed and nodded slightly.
"Why? With the Tongmai Vine, you don't want to open up the meridians quickly. What are you doing here? I remember that your Seven Kills Sect has no shortage of pills to improve your skills."

Chu He smiled and cupped his hands, shook his head and said,

"Now that the situation on the mountain is changing, and the God Catchment Sect gathers a group of orthodox people ready to make a move, why does Chu have the heart to take medicine to unblock the meridians and practice kung fu?"

"Stop, these things have nothing to do with me, you can go to Zhao Qingfeng for the details."

Dou Yingke was about to leave as soon as he waved his hand, and at the same time scratched his feet to erase the marks he had just drawn with a wooden stick.

Chu He wanted to say something more, Xiang Yang had already let go of Guo Huiyu's hand, stepped forward, and threw a series of wooden Buddhist beads from his sleeve towards Dou Yingke, crackling like firecrackers, the air flow disintegrated, stirring up the dense fog .

My feet trembled, and the earth flowed with the domineering true energy of three points of returning to the vitality, tearing the ground more than one meter wide in an instant, extending to Dou Yingke, with a bang.

On his own body, his hands merged into palms, and a dragon-subduing palm slapped out, and there was a faint majestic and high-pitched dragon roar, and the power of the palm roared, and the blow was more domineering than the superposition of the white tiger's seven-killing fist. Chuhe's scalp was numb, and he slapped him fiercely.

Xiang Yang's attack was not to mention shocking, but also decisive. After three consecutive strikes, the expressions of Chu He and Guo Huiyu changed a little. This was to kill Dou Yingke and not give Dou Yingke any chance.

(End of this chapter)