All-field Godly Wish System

The fat man said with a wry smile: "there are only ten pieces in total, two brave adults. Although the exchange rate is such a ratio, because the magic stones are controlled by the magicians, they are all valuable and have no market."

Mo Xiyan said with a smile: "I'll ask you, where can I find these magicians?"

The fat man had a strong sense of foreboding in his heart. However, under the pressure of Mo Xiyan's momentum, he almost could not stand still. He said with a wry smile, "there are three magic families in our country, and then there are magicians in Orc kingdom."

"By the way, there are the most magicians in the magic King army. They must have the magic stone!"

"Well."

Yang Ling nodded with satisfaction and said, "OK, we will solve the evil crocodile you mentioned. Go."

The fat man hears the speech, if receives the amnesty, escapes also like to leave the restaurant.

Yang Ling and Mo Xiyan look at each other and see a trace of greed from each other's eyes.

Yes, greed!

Cultivation is a way against heaven. No friar is not greedy. If he is not greedy, he is not qualified to be a monk.

Obviously, both of them were thinking about robbery.

Mo Xiyan giggled: "brother Yang, don't you want the magic classics? It seems to be in the three wizard families. "

"I'm not talented, but I'd like to go with brother Yang."

Yang Ling said with a smile: "that's a good friend. If we don't speak in secret, how about fifty-five points?"

"Cluck, cluck..."

Mo Xiyan Jiao laughs out a voice, two people can be said to be a match.

However, before that, Yang Ling planned to solve the evil crocodile first. Cheating is one aspect. However, it is a matter of principle to promise others to do what they promise.

After chatting for a while, Mo Xiyan threw several gold coins on the table, and they left the restaurant.

Instead of staying in a hotel, they made an appointment to meet at the gate of the city tomorrow morning, and then moved on.

Monks, of course, live in the wilderness and open up caves.

At night, Yang Ling opened a cave at random in a cave, sitting on the ground with his knees crossed. He tried to call Liu Muhan with a light tracker, but found that he couldn't get through.

"Why? The light tracker made of the principle of quantum entanglement can get through even across the Milky way

"Is it too far?"

There was a trace of doubt in his eyes. He tried several times and found that he still couldn't get through. It was a little strange.

The principle of quantum entanglement is very complex, but it will not be affected by the distance. Even if the Kalan star is separated from the earth by several hundred thousand light-years, because it is not the signal of electromagnetic wave transmission, the telephone signal that you made will not run for hundreds of thousands of light-years in the universe before it is transmitted to the earth. It should be connected immediately.

"Is space locked up?"

Thinking of this, Yang Ling took out a few virtual insects and threw them into the sky. After a long time, the virtual insects came back, and the feedback was that the space was not closed at all.

This is even more strange.

Thinking about it, Yang Ling suddenly thought of a possibility, the whole human hair inverted.

"Time!"

"There must be something wrong with the timeline!"

This involves a very deep physical law, Yang Ling can not judge in the absence of evidence.

It seems that this Kalan star is not simple.

What can be sure now is that he just can't contact Liu Muhan and others, and will not affect him to go back.

When he thought of this, he felt at ease, but after calming down, he changed into a bright and elegant suit, and the night walking function of royal clothes disappeared in the night.

Late at night, far away from the king of a vast plain, Mo Xiyan holding a Golden Wheel seems to be constantly positioning the direction, and from time to time stop to sense the situation around with mental force.

At the moment, her face was full of doubts and said to herself, "strange, how can we trace here without guidance?"

She was lost in thought. After standing there for a long time, she thought of something, and suddenly jumped into a big river in the distance and disappeared.

All of this fell in the eyes of Yang Ling in the distance. Looking at the girl's figure submerged in the big river, Yang Ling hesitated for a while, but still followed up.

"Ding, swimming master skills start."

When the sound of the system was on, Yang Ling felt like walking on the ground in the water. In the daytime, the ink sunset played with the virtual insects for a while, leaving a faint smell. Now the problem is, the smell of the silk virtual insects has been washed away by the water, which can not be sensed in the urgency.

Speaking of the reason why he did so, the main reason is that during the day, the girl said something out of the mouth.

Mo Xiyan mentioned the word "Tianxuan". At that time, Yang Ling pretended not to care, but in fact, he had already recorded it in his heart.

This is probably related to the tianxuanzong. He knows how many good things there are in the Tianxuan treasure house on earth, that is, the emptiness Sutra comes from there. This must be explored!

It doesn't matter if you can't feel it. Yang Ling opens the sky eye and deduces that he is proficient in launching. After carefully investigating some traces that may be left behind, he finds a direction and swims in the past.A moment later, a branch of the river underground river, Yang Ling found abnormal.

The gourd he got from the imperial treasure house had a slight vibration. The corner of his mouth cocked, and he was more and more sure that it was related to the Emperor Xuanzong.

About two hours later, Yang Ling's figure appeared in an ancient well. He looked around and confirmed that there was no one around. He jumped up and jumped out of the well head, but he was suddenly enlightened.

In front of him is a plain, at the end of the plain stands a big mountain, and he has seen the ink sunset in the distance.

Quietly follow up, and after a long time, Yang Ling is already in the mountains. At the moment, he hides in the crown of a big tree, and his eyes show a trace of shock.

Not far away is a shimmering gate, surrounded by a light curtain of pale gold, which envelops the whole mountain. If you are not mistaken, this light curtain is the light curtain produced by the defensive array of imperial treasure house on that day!

"Tianxuan array!"

"It is true that there are relics of tianxuanzong here!"

After a careful induction, he found that the big array here was more tenacious and almost unbreakable than that of the imperial treasure house. He was afraid that the magic power of ten times purple fire and thunder might not be able to break through.

At this time, there was a gust of wind whistling here. Yang Ling turned her head and saw hundreds of soldiers in armor coming out of the dense forest not far away. All of them had no feet.

"Yin soldiers cross the border!"

"There's bad news here!"

Yang Ling frowned, while the ink sunset in front of her looked at the Yin soldiers, but she snorted. She pointed a little, and a thunderbolt of lightning shot out. Yang Ling wanted to show up and stop it, but it was too late.

That team of hell soldiers went down on the spot!

"Wandering soul, wild ghost."

ink smiled, as like as two peas, and took out a gourd from the storage bag. She looked closely at the same thing as Yang Lingna. When she was preparing to put Fu Wenyin on the bottom of the gate, there was a loud rumble.

"Below Xinzi, where do you worship the mountain?"