Diary of the life of a working wizard

"The White Bone Cave is indeed very powerful in the Skull Mountain area. They used to be domineering and lawless in the Skeleton Mountain area. No one dared to say a word. Even people from the county prince's palace would hide away when they saw them. Until the new arrival a few years ago. The situation changed after the county king Xia Lixianjun came. As soon as Xiali Xianjun came, he vigorously rectified the Skeleton County and killed many people in Baigudong. Only then did the arrogance of Baigudong be suppressed. Only then did we dare to stay away. The Prince's Palace came to this area to collect spiritual herbs and elixirs. But today, for some unknown reason, the Bone Cave has regained its former arrogance. In broad daylight, it actually dared to attack us." Another palace maid took the words and replied, mentioning When Xia Li was talking, her face clearly showed admiration, but when she talked about it later, her face gradually turned ugly, and there was a trace of doubt and worry in her eyes.

This was the second time Xia Yunjie heard Xia Li's name, and he became slightly curious about him.

"No, could it be that the master of the White Bone Cave, Ma Jian, is back?" The plump palace maid seemed to suddenly think of something, her face suddenly turned pale and bloodless, and she screamed, her eyes filled with fear.

"Who is Ma Di? Is she very powerful?" Xia Yunjie couldn't help but asked curiously when he saw that the palace maid turned pale with fright at the mere mention of Ma Di.

"More than powerful, that Ma Jian is simply a big devil. He likes to drink human blood and eat human brains and hearts. For countless years, countless people in the Skeleton Mountain area have entered his belly. But he has great supernatural powers and profound magic power. He is the Golden Immortal of the ancient interception sect. He later switched to the Western sect and became the Purple-clothed Messenger. No one could do anything to capture him. No, no, I must go back and report to the Immortal Lord immediately so that he can prepare in advance or invite more people. My friend, maybe report it to Heaven." The more the palace maid talked, the more worried she became. She no longer bothered to tell Xia Yunjie in detail, and for her own good, she hurried to the prince's palace.

Xia Yunjie happened to be asked casually, but he didn't want to take any more care. Seeing the two palace ladies leaving in a hurry, he continued to fly east.

For him, finding the witch ancestor Goumang Banner is the most important thing now. Besides, since Ma Qian is the ancient Golden Immortal of the Jie Sect and the purple-clothed messenger of the Western Sect today, he must be extremely powerful if you think about it. Xia Yunjie is not the Taiyi Golden Immortal now, nor has he cultivated an immortal body, so he should not get involved here. The best thing is that if someone like Taoist Sister Cihang, who is a Western religious venerable or deputy leader, is provoked, it will be a big trouble.

Since Xia Lixianjun is the county king stationed here in Heaven, it is naturally up to him to find a solution. Thinking that the Immortal Lord had a heavenly background, Ma Qian had to be wary of him.

Following the increasingly strong scent, about half a day later, Xia Yunjie arrived at a vast desert area.

Not only is this desert area barren of grass and filled with yellow sand, but it is also shrouded in the aura of death, which is completely opposite to the rest of Penglai Island, which is full of vitality and full of fairy spirit.

"Why is it here?"

Looking at the endless desert area with no trace of biological activity, Xia Yunjie had an expression of disbelief on his face. In his imagination, since Gou Mang is the ancient god of wood, responsible for the growth of vegetation and all things, whether this is the place where he lost it or the place where the witch ancestor flag was lost, it should be a place where all things are revived, full of vitality, and the spring is bright. Why? On the contrary, it is a land of death.

But that familiar feeling was extremely strong and clear in this land of death, and it was obvious that he had found the right place.

"Why can't it be this place? Life and death are like yin and yang. They are dependent on each other and coexist. Without life, how can there be death? Without death, how can there be life? Only when there is life can there be death, and only when there is death can there be life. Since Jumang is The ancient wood god is responsible for the growth of vegetation and all things. He can give life and nurture all things, and he can also take away the vitality of all things." Wu Xian's voice suddenly rang in Xia Yunjie's mind.

"How can there be death without life? How can there be life without death? Only with life can there be death, only with death can there be life..." These words fell on Xia Yunjie's heart like bells in the morning and drums in the evening. He seemed to have glimpsed a hint of immortality. Mystery.

After a long time, Xia Yunjie came back to his senses from Wu Xian's words, with a smile on his face and said: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance. I think I have glimpsed a glimpse of the mystery of immortality."

"Your talent is the highest I have ever seen in my life. I have never doubted that you can understand the mystery of immortality." Wu Xian said.

"Thank you, Master. Now let's find out what's going on in this desert first." Xia Yunjie said.

"good."

Flying to the sky above the desert, Xia Yunjie deliberately opened the one eye between his eyebrows. Xia Yunjie discovered that the desert was much wider than he imagined, occupying almost one percent of the Penglai Island.

Don’t underestimate this one percent area. If measured by the area of ​​the earth, there are countless earths!

In this area, there are almost no signs of biological activity. There are only a few people who look like they are practicing evil skills and are hiding in special places in this area to refine magic weapons.

Naturally, Xia Yunjie wouldn't meddle in other people's business and kept his one eye away.

Now that he knew that there were almost no people in this area and only a few people from the demonic path were active, Xia Yunjie had nothing to worry about, so he used his spiritual will to search.

Soon, Xia Yunjie locked onto a place.

This is a real place of death. Once people enter this area, they will feel complete suffocation, despair, and deathly silence... Even the air in this area does not flow.

Xia Yunjie seemed to have returned to the time when the void passage was blown up to save Shen Liti and Du Haiqiong, and he fell into a completely dark and dead space.

Xia Yunjie stood quietly in this land of death, slowly savoring the feeling of despair and suffocating silence. The layers of thick fog shrouding the mystery of the immortal body seemed to be gradually blown away by the wind, revealing the outline inside.

It wasn't until a long time that Xia Yunjie sighed reluctantly, then raised his eyes and looked around.

After all, the thick fog could not be completely dispersed. What he saw was still only the mysterious outline of the immortal body, and he could not see the true face of Mount Lu.

Looking up, the sight seems to be restricted in this land of death. The distance that the eyes can reach is only two or three times farther than ordinary people, and then it is blocked by the breath of death, which is black and foggy. Can't see clearly anymore.

The one eye opened again, and a golden light shot out. The breath of death gave way, revealing a bright and bright world.

Xia Yunjie was secretly happy in his heart. Just when he was about to use his strength to activate the one-eye, his eyes suddenly froze, and then his body shot forward like electricity.