One Thought Feixian

Chapter 473
"Immortal binding rope!" Jiang Yi suddenly remembered that it was the low-grade spiritual weapon in Lin Fengzhi's hand, the immortal binding rope.

At that time, he was bound by the immortal rope, it was very tragic, how could he forget it?

Moreover, Nie Hanshuang died at the hands of Lin Fengzhi. This was the person he must kill, and he had a great hatred. At this time, when he thought of binding the fairy rope, his memory was still fresh and profound.

In an instant, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he immediately put down the jerky in his hand, ignoring filling his stomach, squeezed out the practice seal again, and began to meditate.

This time, he no longer meditated out of thin air, but started meditating with the bundle of fairy ropes as a reference.

Gradually, he felt that there was a huge difference in this meditation. His thought power actually began to change, gradually turning into ropes, some thick, some thin, some short, some long, with various shapes , are different.

This is not a gathering of ideas to form an army, but a natural formation, without a trace of peace and deliberation.

Suddenly, Jiang Yi felt as if he had also turned into a rope, winding and twisting into various forms of ropes, dancing on the ground, shuttling in the air, sometimes folding, sometimes straightening, sometimes crossing, sometimes Turning into a circle, it shows the beauty of flexibility.

Meditate into a rope!

"Finally succeeded!" Jiang Yi opened his eyes, his eyes flashed.

Stepping in with one foot, there are two different worlds before and after, which are very different.

But at this moment his meditation is still too superficial, this rope is extremely fragile and not strong, it will break when blown by the wind, how can it restrain the demon dragon?Not even an ant can hold back.

However, being able to meditate on the shape of the rope is already a glimpse of the way, and it is very difficult. As long as you continue to practice, you will become stronger and stronger, and truly exert the powerful restraining power recorded in the scroll.

"I don't know if this way of cultivation is right?" Jiang Yi also had some worries in his heart, whether there would be any problems in meditating on the dragon-binding rope with the fairy-binding rope as a reference.

When Nianxiu starts spiritual meditation, he must not make mistakes. Once he makes mistakes, he will attract inner demons, which will lead to insanity, madness, and even death.

It can be said that his way of cultivating the dragon rope is a different way, which has never been done before, so it is inevitable to be worried.

However, since it can help him to meditate successfully, he will not have any problems at first glance, so let's continue to practice like this, and once he finds something is wrong, he will rein in the precipice and turn back in time.

With the magic of the "Lunar Moon Blossom Jue", everything can be suppressed for sure.

After practicing for another three days, the dragon-binding rope has improved a lot. Jiang Yi finally finished this retreat because he had eaten up all the jerky. He had no choice but to stop, otherwise he would starve to death.

If you can't eat enough, you can't calm down and continue to practice.

At this time, the power of transcendence and sanctification is revealed, because once the cultivation reaches the realm of transcendence and sanctification, you can obey bigu, swallow the aura between heaven and earth to replenish yourself, and retreat for as long as you want, that is the real freedom.

Jiang Yi left the cave, had a hearty breakfast, and then went further into the Wild Beast Forest.

Today's sky is particularly gloomy, and there are gusts of cold wind swirling, blowing to the distant mountains and forests, making whining sounds, like ghosts whining.

He faintly heard the sound of crying from the cold wind, it was extremely sad and shrill, it was Wanshang from the three tribes.

Jiang Yi's expression was indifferent, his heart was like still water, he left without moving his head, disappeared in the cold wind, and disappeared on the ice and snow.

In the wilderness, the sky is vast.

There are mostly hills and mountains here, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and wild beasts are rampant everywhere. Therefore, the barren people live in groups of tribes and feed on meat, which is naturally raised.

However, the Desolate race does not call them wild beasts, but desolate beasts.

There is always a fishy smell in the air, which is mixed with the smell of wild animal excrement. There are no roads in many places, and you need to open up your own roads. You have to climb mountains and ridges, wading across rivers and rivers. .

Jiang Yi kept walking forward, drinking the mountain stream when he was thirsty, hunting animals and eating meat when he was hungry, lying on the tree trunk to rest when tired, or finding a cave, setting up a mind barrier, and then practicing "Fu "Dragon Jue", binding the dragon rope.

This land has a huge suppressive force on the true energy. If a human martial artist came to the wilderness, he would probably feel like falling into deep water, unable to breathe, very uncomfortable and at a loss.

However, Nianxiu is not restricted here and can be used at will.

Jiang Yi obtained the "Prime Ancient Barbaric Nervousness" and condensed the barbarian patterns on his body, so he could travel unimpeded in the wilderness. Coupled with the magical function of "Thousand Masks", no one would see through his identity.

But after walking for a few days, I didn't see a single person.

His body was covered with a piece of wolf skin, which he peeled off from a huge wild wolf while hunting, and he simply used it as clothing and wore it on his body.

At this time, he had three maps in his hand, which were obtained from three tribes.

However, these three maps are not complete, there is no exact position, no exact distance, very general and vague.

He already knew these maps through the "spirit search technique". The ancestors of these tribes went out, recorded the places and tribes they passed, and then drew them on a piece of animal skin, forming a very simple map. map.

Those ancestors of the Desolate race did not have excellent drawing skills, nor did they have the aesthetic sense of art. The lines were very rough and loose, but being able to do this is already commendable.

At least the younger generation can get some information from this map to know where and what tribes exist.

"In the Autumn Desolation Land, the largest tribe is called the Black Snake Tribe. This tribe uses the Black Snake as its totem. It is said that there are [-] tribesmen. Its patriarch and priests are very powerful masters. They have been awarded by the Priest Temple. Therefore, he has become the overlord of the Autumn Desolation Land, and has a position that no one can shake."

Jiang Yi pondered in his heart.

This information was all obtained by him through the "spiritual search technique". All kinds of information gathered together, after sorting out by him, became part of his own memory.

His purpose this time is to go to the Black Snake tribe.

"The Black Snake tribe is the Autumn Desolation clan. Among them, there are many masters in the transformation realm, and the tribe is everywhere. Presumably, the totem crystal is much bigger than the three tribes of blood bats, black lizards, and ghost spiders. If I get it ..."

Jiang Yi's eyes showed a blazing heat: "Besides, the Black Snake tribe must have a complete map of the Eastern Wasteland, so that they can find the way back to Lizhou."

Jiang Yi carefully checked the three maps, compared them one by one, and then determined the direction of the Black Snake tribe, continued to speed up and galloped away.

One day later, he drilled out of a huge forest and found that there were many horseshoe prints and horse feces on the ground, and even some footprints could be seen.

Apparently, this is a road that someone walks on regularly.

"Follow this road, and you should be able to reach the Black Snake tribe." Jiang Yi took out the map again to check it out, and then moved forward.

Jingle!

After about a stick of incense passed, suddenly there was a crisp sound behind him, followed by the sound of horseshoes.

Jiang Yi turned around, and suddenly saw some figures at the end of his line of sight, coming forward.

"Caravan?" Jiang Yi didn't evade, nor continued to move forward, but stood still, and when those figures got closer, he saw a lot of goods being pulled by wild horses, walking slowly.

There are also many people wearing animal skin clothes.

This scene reminded him of the caravans of the human race.

In the wilderness, there are also caravans, but they don't use money to trade, but to exchange things for things.

Most of the caravans are clan merchants, who take out the abundant items in their own clan, and then transport them to another clan in exchange for the needed items.

For example, exchanging animal skins for linen, and exchanging dried meat for medicinal materials... But Jiang Yi could tell that this caravan was not a clan merchant, because the barbarian patterns on their bodies were different.

After about half a stick of incense, the caravan came close and apparently noticed his presence.

One of the youths rode forward, his eyes kept on Jiang Yi's body: "Which tribe are you from, and why are you here?"

While speaking, his face showed a look of vigilance, and his right hand was hanging by his waist, where there was a big knife.

In the Great Wilderness, there are some vicious people who broke away from the tribe and gathered together to form a powerful force to rob these caravans and even loot the tribe.

"I'm a member of the Black Lizard Tribe in the Wild Beast Forest. My name is Yi Han. I'm going to the Black Snake Tribe!" Jiang Yi said, his eyes wandering to a fur carriage in the middle of the caravan intentionally or unintentionally.

With his mental power, he couldn't pass through the animal skin curtain to see what was going on inside.

But he knew that what was loaded in the carriage was not goods, but people from the Desolate race.

This person can ride the carriage alone, obviously the most noble existence of this caravan.

As for the rest of them, they all have the strength in the late stages of the Condensation Rune Realm, and a few of them have condensed complete totems and are masters of the God Transformation Realm.

Such a lineup can already sweep away many tribes, run rampant in the wilderness, and frighten all directions.

"The Black Lizard Tribe of the Wild Beast Forest?" The man frowned, having never heard of this name before.

Although the land of the Autumn Desolation is only a one-off in the Eastern Desolation, there are too many tribes, and there are countless tribes. There are some small tribes that are not well-known, and it is normal that they have not heard of them.

Even a businessman who has traveled far and wide has a lot of experience and knowledge, but his knowledge is limited.

At this moment, another person came forward and said, "Are you going to Black Snake City? This place is still a hundred miles away from Black Snake City, and there are even blood cultivators on the road, who specialize in killing people and stealing goods. You are a condensed pattern!" The barbaric cultivators in the early stage of the realm are afraid that they will be killed in the wilderness before reaching Black Snake City, and we are also going to Black Snake City to trade items, so we will bring you along."

(End of this chapter)