Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 174 It’s hard to distinguish between true and false in the scorching sun

Two days later.

The sad clouds are breaking, and the sun is shining slantingly.

In the evening, two figures were greeted in the valley outside the ruins of the Qing Pagoda.

It was Yakumo Shin two who had rushed all the way here.

The man stood in front of the slope, squinting at the miasma lingering in the valley and the green tower spire that appeared and disappeared.

"I didn't expect that there is a ruins hidden here. Judging from the architecture, it looks like the style of Zhantian Sect's Diwei sect."

"Ground latitude?"

"If you can break through the outer perimeter of the north-south line in the eight latitudes this time, you will be able to see it."

Yakumo said, pacing around with a wine gourd.

Leaning slightly, he stood somewhere, the gourd hanging quietly, not swaying.

"right here!!"

Lin Youjiang stood aside and rolled his eyes: "You can see it without having to say it. There is nothing left in half of the forest."

Yakumo smiled happily: "You measure with your eyes, but I follow my heart."

He looked around and saw that ancient trees, thorns, and shrubs were all burned to the ground, and an area about seven to eight feet wide was scorched black.

Looking at the empty surroundings, he suddenly asked: "What can you see?"

Lin Youjiang did not answer in a hurry, but patrolled and explored for a long time, then shook his head: "I found nothing, but it feels a bit strange."

"Oh? Tell me."

"Smell, smoke and dust. If such a large area of ​​forest land is burned, there must be a lot of smoke and dust. And if it is blocked with an array and the water spell is used to reduce the dust, there should be water marks on the ground."

Burning is the best way to remove traces.

But over such a large area, smoke and dust can easily attract attention.

"Why are there no traces of water? Look carefully."

Yakumo seems to be smiling but not smiling.

Lin Youjiang crouched down to identify each other for a long time, his expression a little embarrassed.

"So, eyes may not be reliable."

Yakumo took a sip of wine happily: "Water is also a camouflage method, because the spiritual energy fluctuations are very ordinary, and there is a high probability that it was eaten up by some kind of spiritual beast, and then simply burned, and the water was absorbed."

"After following a set of procedures, I can't even make a cup of tea. I can also deceive a smart person like you. What a master!"

Lin Youjiang's expression changed slightly: "So, this person wants to cover up the traces of the spiritual beast?"

"No. One, two, three, four, five...oh, I almost missed this one."

Yakumo shook his wine pot, walked around, and reported a number every time he went, and finally counted to sixth.

"Six people, this is what you want to cover up."

"Killed six people?"

He shook his head: "I don't know. What is certain is that at least four people died. As for whether it was a chaotic fight or one versus four...it's hard to say."

"Why not two versus four?"

"Because there are people watching the show, and they might be frightened."

Yakumo smiled and said: "This is a clear message. What do you think of a spiritual beast with such a powerful devouring ability?"

Lin Youjiang was startled and his eyes widened: "It can't be Wu Meng, right?"

"When he was dealing with Zhao Xueying, he used spiritual insect methods. He forgot to tell you that among the four people who were killed, there were at least three who could be called the top qi cultivators in your three continents. With this clue, Almost as good as ten."

Needless to say, there are three chief disciples...

Lin Youjiang was shocked when he heard this, his pupils shrank, and he was sweating all over.

Back in Huaqu, the feeling he felt when he heard the tragic death of his two senior brothers seemed to jump out and attack him again.

Beside him, Yakumo took several sips of wine. Although he was smiling, his mood was not as calm as he looked.

After being silent for a long time, he shook his head and sighed: "It's true and false again, it's almost hard to figure out..."

Lin Youjiang came back to his senses: "Still not sure?"

"..."

"Let's go on, keep up the pace... You Jiang, why don't you move? Don't worry, Qian Jinshan and Yun Yao are now close brothers. Maybe we can even form a good relationship if we meet."

……

The lush forest at the entrance of Sword Ruins seems huge, but it only occupies a small area on the map.

Walking along the long and narrow formation crack, two adjacent places are connected.

One is the Qifeng Gobi Desert, and the other is a vast expanse of wetland.

These two places can be regarded as the "deep" level at the edge of the Sword Ruins. Passing through them, you can reach the outer level. Because of this, compared with Maolin, its danger has increased several times.

The qi-training disciples walked away frightened, and the foundation-building monks were also very energetic.

Of course, danger also presents opportunity.

Most of the foundation-building spiritual materials can be collected in this range.

If you have prepared all the spiritual materials, you can return to the entrance, refine the foundation-building elixir, and try to pass the level while taking advantage of the rich spiritual energy.

Otherwise, once the sword ruins disappear and the spiritual energy fades, even if there is a pill, the success rate will be reduced by several percent.

At this time, somewhere in Qifeng Gobi.

In the center of an oasis with a radius of less than half a mile, seven or eight people stood around an ice spring, tensely confronting each other.

The scorching sun hanging in the sky is no less than the most frightening thing in the Gobi environment.

But the outrageous thing is...

Behind the scorching sun, there is a shadow of a higher and more powerful sky-cutting sword!

The shadow of the sword is blurry, and the outline can be vaguely seen, while the scorching sun is like a pearl dotted on the hilt of the sword, and the light it shines on seems to be tinged with edge.

This is quite difficult.

It is already hot and thirsty, but the Taoist heart is always being punctured, making people restless and restless.

The rare ice spring is not only a foundation-building spiritual material, but also can relieve the heat and clear the mind, so there is naturally competition around it.

But this place is different.

The people fighting for it were naturally divided into two groups. On one side was the amazingly talented Meng Haoyi, and on the other side were the outstanding figures from the Three Continents Sect. There were seven or eight of them.

"Brothers and sisters, this is called Yanjiantian. It is a unique weather in Jianxu. It was originally only encountered outside the Jianxu, but probably because the formation has weakened over the years, it has spread here."

"Little brother, thank you for clarifying my doubts. How about our average score for this ice spring?"

The speaker was a pretty middle-aged female nun.

"That won't work. I'll take 90%."

Everyone's expressions changed. They were already restless. After hearing these words, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Little brother, you are a young immortal who has been on the list twice. Naturally, we dare not look down on you, but if you are really so aggressive, then the seven or eight of us are not vegetarians!"

Meng Hao folded his hands, his expression unchanged.

He looked up at the sky and thought for a moment: "Well, I'll take 70%, so you don't have to worry too much. The Flame Sword Sky will definitely subside within half a day, and by then the ice spring will no longer be necessary."

"Is this true?"

"I never tell lies."

"You get 50%!"

"make a deal."

After leaning a little, Meng Hao took a full pot of ice spring and floated away.

The remaining people had different expressions.

"This deal doesn't seem to be done right. I feel scared by this guy's false reputation..."

"That's it, damn Yan Jiantian! I want 30% of the remaining ice spring!"

"Dream on you!"

Several people who had previously been hugging each other fought against each other.

After a long while, Meng Hao, who had gone away, returned with a smile on his lips. He looked up and saw that only two of the seven or eight people were still standing.

The two of them used to make frequent killing moves, but when they saw Meng Haoyi, their expressions changed drastically.

"I've already said I'll take 90%, but if you don't agree, I have to take it all now."

"mean!!"

The silver sword light suddenly appeared in the yellow sand and desert, and then disappeared again.

Meng Hao picked up the storage bag, hung it on his waist, drank all the ice in the spring, and then walked away.

……

At this time, Wu Meng was flying low over a swamp.

That day, he had no time to say anything and followed Feijian away.

It was probably because the sharp force of the crossing was not enough, and the speed of the flying sword was not very fast. He used all his strength to barely keep up.

It was said that it was keeping up, but it was actually a few small spirit-derived insects attached to the flying sword, keeping within the range of the induction.

Just a dozen breaths ago, the position of the Xiaoyan spirit insect suddenly stopped.

(End of this chapter)