Dragon Vein Martial God

Jiang Ting lay on the side of the ship and looked at the mountains and rivers under his feet. His face was slightly filled with emotion... In the past three years, he really improved his cultivation to the middle of the golden elixir realm, and imposed a second layer of spiritual prohibition on many magic weapons.

The strength has increased several times compared with three years ago.

Although it's only a small realm promotion and an additional layer of spiritual realm... Several times, it doesn't seem to be much.

But the growth of his strength is not as simple as one plus one equals two... Now he can kill the former him with all his strength and attack ten times at most.

According to his estimation, although he is only in the middle of the human realm, even if he does not expose the ice method, he can fight with the peak of the human realm at will. Perhaps, only the golden elixir land can make him retreat!

Thinking of this, Jiang Ting began to look around again and looked at the mountains and rivers... In fact, he didn't know where he was now.

Three years ago, after he left the secret place, in order to avoid trouble, he left at the first time... Then, he drove a flying boat and flew slowly to the West.

Spend a year cultivating and improving your accomplishments.

Most of the remaining two years are practicing the second level of spiritual prohibition... When it comes to practicing spiritual prohibition, the initial practice is very troublesome.

He hasn't learned to refine utensils yet. Although he has some magic weapons in his hand, it's not suitable to impose spiritual prohibition. However, he was traveling again at that time. He didn't want to waste time to go back to the sect to learn to refine utensils, and then go out for experience.

Finally, he thought of what happened when he first practiced spiritual prohibition. At first, he practiced with wild grass everywhere.

At that time, since it was to practice the second layer of spiritual prohibition, it was naturally impossible for wild grass.

Wild grass can't. what about the spirit grass?

Thanks to the huge harvest of sealing the magic secret place, after making a decision, Jiang Ting immediately began to practice with spirit things... Spirit things are really not comparable to weeds.

Although he would still collapse under the spiritual prohibition, as long as it lasted for a while, it was enough for him to try to impose the second layer.

In the next two years, he abandoned nearly 3000 kinds of spirit grass, minerals and other spirit objects, and finally skillfully imposed the second layer of spirit ban. Then he officially imposed spirit ban for Dharma sword and tiger hairpin.

Just now, the last sword spirit prohibition was completed.

Maybe it's because of the practice of spiritual prohibition in the past two years, or maybe he broke the bottleneck as early as when he cut the wind city... In short, Jiang Ting doesn't need a solid cultivation at the moment when he feels the body.

In his mind, Jiang Ting looked forward again... He was ready to find a fellow practitioner as soon as possible and ask where this place is.

Here, perhaps still in Qiushui Pavilion.

Or maybe it has entered the territory of Heiyu pavilion or refining demon Pavilion.

However, no matter where it is, he is ready to go to the stone city to have a look, and then he can end this experience and return to the sect... Refining tools still needs to be learned after all.

The second level of spiritual prohibition is barely proficient in using spiritual objects, but the third level of spiritual prohibition is not good.

No matter what kind of spirit, after taking time to impose two layers of spiritual prohibition, it will collapse immediately, and it is impossible to continuously apply the third layer... At that time, in the secret realm, the reference of the broken sword from the sword dust is far from over.

Jiang Ting can feel that he can continue to impose the third layer of spiritual prohibition... Whether the third layer is the limit is unknown for the time being, and he has no magic weapon to practice.

"Stone city, demon hunting meeting. Since it's the route set before, go and have a look. I hope the demon hunting meeting won't disappoint me." With the whisper falling, Jiang Ting's mana spread and quietly began to accelerate.

In his mind, as long as there is an immortal, he can't hide it from him unless his cultivation is far beyond... Now the most important thing is to see where he has arrived.

Although the flying boat flies very slowly, it has flown for three years after all. God knows where it is now.

If the flight speed is not fast, if the flight is at full speed, it must have flown out of the sky at this moment

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What you want, but what you don't want.

Then, after flying for three days, Jiang Ting didn't see any place where immortals gathered, and didn't even notice that other immortals passed by.

Just when he hesitated whether this was a mortal country and whether to change direction.

Finally, he felt the breath of an immortal.

It's very obscure. It seems that the man has practiced some extremely profound hidden method. If his cultivation is not too strong, and the man's cultivation is not high enough, he may miss it in the sky!

Aware of the faint breath, Jiang Ting glanced around with his eyes... At the moment, under the flying boat, there was a mountain.

The mountains are not big. They should be some small mountains where mortals gather.

And a faint smell should be in a village outside the mountains.

"A recluse?" With an unexpected whisper, Jiang Ting waved to hide the flying boat, then accelerated instantly, and several flashes appeared in the sky of the place of perception.

If he appeared before mortals, he would shout "immortal". He was not in front of those who were interested in sanctifying mortals.

The mind spreads... Below is a village.

A village called Weiyang village.

Different from ordinary villages, there is a manor in that village. It seems that it should be the hometown of some prominent people among mortals?

His mind swept... Jiang Ting's eyes suddenly picked up.

The man with obscure breath is a little surprised.

It's not a person who is expected to be a latent practitioner, nor a person who shows up in front of a saint, but a... A girl of eight or nine years old?

Although the breath was very obscure, he was close. He could feel that his cultivation was not high, only five or six layers of Qi refining.

"The wrong person." With a whisper, Jiang Ting shook his head and urged the flying boat to leave.

The little girl may have a secret, but he's not interested. Now he just wants to ask someone for directions.

But

Just as Jiang Ting was about to leave, the little girl in the manor seemed to feel something and suddenly looked up at the sky with nothing... There was nothing there.

Jiang Ting, who was about to leave, was suddenly shocked. He saw the little girl's eyes, a pair of green pheasants, just like the eyes of a three-year-old child.

Originally, this is nothing... The problem is that the eyes are very similar to chaiying's eyes.

Maybe it's different, but the difference is not too big.

Suddenly, Jiang Ting controlled the flying boat, and a flash appeared five feet above the manor, hiding his body shape and staring at the little girl... He didn't forget the travel route he had set before. Strictly speaking, the direction was the direction initially sensed by red rope.

The little girl... Normally, she should not see him, but she seems to feel something and look in the direction of Jiang ting.

Several servant girl like people next to the little girl spoke anxiously: "Miss, what are you looking at?"