I open a farm in the world of cultivation

A year later, in a jungle, a giant black python was fighting with a griffon. There was a mess for thousands of miles, and the sky was filled with flames!

The griffin flashed its wings, and countless fireballs flew out. The python was covered with scars and had a burning breath, but it still refused to retreat. Its recovery ability was extremely strong, and the wounds that had just healed were quickly healed. Solidification and scarring.

The big python fought and retreated, and soon moved away from the jungle. The noise became smaller and smaller, and soon it was no longer heard!

Two hours later, a flash of light flashed across the charred ground, and Wang Hao and Wang Wenyue emerged from the ground!

"There is actually a seventh-order ancient beast. Fortunately, brother, you discovered it in time, otherwise we would have been in trouble!" Wang Wenyue sighed. The information they received mentioned that a seventh-order ancient beast appeared in the Northern Wasteland. This is the first time. Fortunately, Wang Hao's spiritual consciousness was strong and he discovered it in advance. Otherwise, it would have been a big trouble if he encountered him head-on!

"Fortunately, although these ancient beasts are powerful, they are not very intelligent. As long as we evade in time, they can't find us," Wang Hao nodded. They have entered the Northern Wilderness for several years and have not found the galaxy mentioned by the Saint. The abyss, let alone the Heavenly Dao Fruit.

It is also because there are too many ancient beasts here, and the density is even comparable to the wild lands near the human race. They have encountered the seventh-level ancient beasts four times. If these powerful ancient beasts had not blocked the road, they might have been faster!

"Let's keep walking, maybe the Tiandao Fruit is just ahead!"

Wang Wenyue smiled and said that after so many years of experience with Wang Hao, she gradually came out of the influence of the saint and returned to her former cheerfulness.

"Wait a minute, something is coming here again, well, it's probably an alien monk!"

Wang Hao frowned and looked at the distant sky. The distance was already very close. They couldn't hide even if they wanted to. These were two powerful auras, at least for those at the late stage of refining the void!

Wang Hao could sense the other person, and the other person could also sense him. Normally when they met in the wild, they would go around each other, but the other person didn't seem to have this intention and came straight towards them!

Wang Wenyue immediately took out a green long sword and looked into the distance warily!

Not long after, two rays of light appeared from the sky and stopped in mid-air. The light dispersed, revealing a tall young man with golden wings and a monk wearing scarlet robes.

Wang Hao, the golden-winged young man, could still understand. After all, the Feiling tribe was nearby, but what happened to the monk? Could it be that there was Buddhism among the alien tribes? Or maybe the other party is also a human race, and traveled across mountains and rivers like him?

"Looking at the traces, I'm afraid the seventh-level ancient beasts have fought here." The two looked at each other with surprise. They were attracted by the huge use of fighting skills and wanted to see if they could take advantage of it. Unfortunately, they arrived a step too late, and it seemed that someone had also been involved in the fight. Got there first.

The expressions of the two changed again and again, and their eyes finally fell on Wang Hao and Wang Hao.

The monk clasped his hands together and said, "The poor monk Kong Ming has met two fellow Taoists!"

Wang Hao nodded, "Han Mu, this is my sister Han Rui!"

There is a branch of the Feiling tribe with the surname Han. It is impossible for Wang Hao to tell them their real names when they meet by chance!

"I'm from Jinchuan of the Golden Wing Clan. The two of you are named Han. Are they from the White Crown Clan?"

The golden-winged young man asked politely. The Golden-winged Clan and the White Crown Clan are both one of the seventy-two branches of the Feiling Clan. Their strength and status are similar, so he is not easy to offend!

"Yes, the two of us are from the Wanheng Mountains. Does this master also have Buddhism in Xuanling Continent?"

Wang Hao nodded and admitted, and asked.

"The poor monk comes from Liushazhou, which is far away from the Xuanling Continent. Fellow Daoist Han has never heard that the poor monk is normal!" Kongming explained.

"Liushazhou?" Wang Hao frowned. He had never heard of this place name.

Wang Wenyue quietly sent a message: "Brother, Liushazhou is to the west of Xuanling Continent, far away from Zhongtian Continent. The Saint has only heard of it a few times. It is rumored that there is a human race over there, which is no smaller than the human race of Zhongtian Continent. But because they are too far apart, there is almost no communication between the two parties. I am afraid that only the combined monks can overcome the obstacles and reach the Liusha Island!"

Wang Hao suddenly realized that he remembered that there were indeed such records in some classics. During the heyday of the human race, it suddenly declined and was divided into several branches by alien races. Some small forces were wiped out, leaving only two larger ones. As for the big ones, one group sticks to the human territory, while the other group is forced to flee far away.

"Master is a human monk?" Wang Hao couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, I am a human race," Kong Ming admitted directly without any concealment, and reminded, "Two fellow Taoists, we have met many Meizu monks in the Void Refining Stage before, and they almost plotted against them. Please be more careful. careful!"

The Meizu is one of the six major races in the Xuanling Continent. Their strength is not much worse than that of the Feiling Tribe, and their physical skills are ghostly and difficult to deal with. Their only shortcoming is that they are small in number and difficult to reproduce.

Speaking of which, the Meizu have some intersection with the human race. They often exist in human form. At first glance, they are almost no different from the human race.

"Meizu? Thank you, Master, for reminding us. We will pay attention," Wang Hao thanked him and also reminded him, "Just now, two seventh-level ancient beasts were fighting here. They have gone far away, but there is no telling whether they will come back!"

"Thanks for the advice," Kong Ming returned the favor again!

Wang Hao nodded, "You two, Han still has something to do. We meet in the mountains and rivers. Farewell!"

After saying that, Wang Hao spread his wings behind his back, pulled Wang Wenyue up, fled towards the distance, and quickly disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

Kong Ming looked at Wang Hao's leaving figure and remained silent for a long time.

The golden-winged young man couldn't help but ask: "Master Kongming, what's wrong? Do they have any problems?"

"No, it's just that the poor monk felt a sense of familiarity in them, but this person has wings, so he should be a member of your Feiling Tribe!"

Kong Ming was very confused, "Forget it, it's more important to do business, let's go too!"

After that, the two of them turned into two escaping lights and left quickly.

A month later, Wang Hao and Wang Wenyue appeared in a stretch of green mountains. They were hiding in a towering tree and observing a towering mountain peak in the distance!

Wang Hao felt a powerful aura there, which was probably a seventh-order ancient beast. It was a giant green python lying motionless in the cave.

The reason why Wang Hao didn't choose to go around was because he wanted to take advantage of this giant python.

He clearly felt the fluctuations of the true blood. This giant python most likely had the blood of the Ringing Snake.

If he can get the true blood from the giant python, Wang Hao can quickly master the third level of the "Spirit Transformation", which will give him another magic form, and his strength will be greatly improved.

Soon after, two moths slowly flew back and landed on Wang Hao's shoulders.

Wang Hao separated a touch of spiritual consciousness and read their memories.

Since he didn't know the strength of the giant python, Wang Hao didn't dare to rashly attach spiritual consciousness to the six-winged golden moths, so he could only let them explore on their own.

This is less efficient. The speed of the six-winged golden moth is too slow. It takes several days to go back and forth, but it is safer. Even if it is discovered, it will only lose two moths.

"Brother, how are you?" Wang Wenyue asked expectantly. She had rarely seen Wang Hao be so focused. It must be an extremely important matter. She naturally hoped that her brother could succeed.

"It's not the seventh level, it should be the peak of the sixth level. I may have tried to advance to the seventh level, but failed. But for some reason, I still survived after failing!"

Wang Hao was surprised and said, generally speaking, it is impossible to survive if you fail in promotion, especially at the integration level.

The world is huge and full of wonders. If he had stayed in the family, he would never have seen these!