At the same time, in the fourth floor of Xuanhuang Pagoda, after everyone left, there was indeed one person who stayed behind, and he was Feng Xian, who was Long Li's former master.
He did not leave, but chose to stay on the fourth floor. Fengxian stood in front of Poyu at this moment, with an neither humble nor overbearing expression.
Poyu said lightly: "You should think about it clearly. Once you decide to be the second-generation creation spirit of this place, the price will not be small. You may be trapped on the fourth floor for the rest of your life."
Feng Xian looked dignified, and said lightly: "I have already decided."
At this time, Long Li moved again for a while, and returned to the original place again. When he opened his eyes, the surrounding scene was still the same, without any changes. When he checked the surroundings with his spiritual sense, everything was the same as before.
At this time, Moji Palace has faintly become the top sect in the lower mainland. Although there was an order to prohibit fighting before, the development is still very fast.
The first thing Long Li did when he came back was to start collecting the herbs of Kongkonglunlundan.
After Long Li issued this order, Moji Palace began to act quickly.
As long as the Yuanhe Continent has it, it will definitely be collected.
Long Li finally chose this and its dilapidated formula. The reason why he did so was that he had his own considerations.
At this time, Long Li went to the Xuanhuang Pagoda. Although he only stayed there for a year, but Yuanhe, Jiuyou, and other continents within the scope of the Jiuyou Realm have actually passed fifteen years, and twenty years have passed. There are less than five years left.
Afterwards, Long Li opened the Qiankun Bag, inside which was an unremarkable long spear quietly floating in the air. Long Li was quite surprised when he saw the long spear.
Without the slightest hesitation, Long Li directly bit the tip of his tongue, and a drop of blood dripped on it. The thing of good fortune is not a magic weapon of natal life, but it can indeed connect with his mind, and it will continue to grow as his cultivation level increases.
Now after the blood dripped on the spear, the spear suddenly emitted a burst of golden light, and then returned to calm. Long Li took a look and found that the spear in front of him had suddenly turned into a bright white spear, and the quality was the most suitable for Nascent Soul A high-grade celestial weapon cast by a peak monk.
Hold the spear lightly in the palm of your hand, and suddenly there is a faster buzzing sound from the tip of the gun.
This is the special pleasant sound that can only be heard after the fit between the magic weapon and its owner is perfect.
At the same time, Jian Chenzi had been investigating the Jiuyou Continent for fifteen years. The entire Jiuyou Continent had long been a barren and inhabited place. The reason why Jian Chenzi paid such a high price was obviously to obey the wood spirit.
If the wood spirit didn't call him back for a day, then he couldn't go back to Yuanhe Continent privately for a day. He, the leader of the Righteous Dao League in Yuanhe Continent, is simply worse than a clown.
From the very beginning, Jian Chenzi was afraid of the wood spirit, but slowly, it turned into loathing, hatred, and even from his heart, he wanted to destroy the wood spirit, so that he, Jian Chenzi, would no longer be afraid Any bondage, just want to return to thinking, but I do know that there is a huge gap between myself and the wood spirit.
And how could the other party be so kind, to raise himself to half-step transformation, that green branch, is it not a means for the other party to subdue him at any time.
Today's Jian Chenzi is already aware of this deserted continent, but there is only one place in this place that is strange, that place, even he can't enter it with half a step of transformation, and he can sense it from far away. A strong wind.
Naturally, Jian Chenzi had guessed before whether it was two half-step god-transforming monks who were like him fighting here, leaving behind a whirlwind of qi, but he quickly discarded this idea.
If it is a wind formed by a half-step monk who transforms the spirit, he can directly force it in. Even if it is the wind left by a monk who is a real monk who transforms the spirit, it will take up to three days, and it will dissipate automatically after three days.
And the wind here, from his discovery to the present, has passed year after year, although its power is constantly shrinking, but there is still the feeling of destroying the world.
Now, after a full fifteen years, the wind has finally reached the range that Jian Chenzi can barely bear.
"I'd like to see what's in it, the wind that dissipated after fifteen years, what kind of battle was left by the strong?"
Taking out the low-grade ancestral long sword behind his back, holding it in his hand, a sense of security suddenly emerged.
This low-grade ancestral long sword was made after he became the leader of the Righteous Way Alliance. He spent a lot of money to find three sixth-grade refiners who were not born in the Yuanhe Continent, and used countless precious materials to create it successfully. Yes, even with his half-step transformation into a god, this sword needs to be used with caution.
?The tip of the sword in his hand was raised high above his head, and then he put his hands together and slashed forward with a sword.
With a bang, the Gang Feng in front of him was countless times weaker than before. Under Jian Chenzi's sword, it split a foot of space. Although Jian Chenzi was surprised, he didn't hesitate, and rushed over .
After entering inside, the skin on his body was scratched in several places by those fierce winds, and blood flowed out continuously from the places where the skin was cut, but Jian Chenzi had obviously been prepared for a long time. , took out a large handful of pills and took them directly.
Soon, the blood stopped flowing out, and the wound healed quickly. These elixirs were treasured by Jian Chenzi, but when they are used now, they do not feel any distress at all.
In order to be able to enter this place, he paid a huge price, and today he finally got his wish.
After entering the inside, he found that there were obviously signs of destruction inside, and it should be a battle of top powerhouses, which was no different from his previous guess.
"What a strong man, even after so many years, that strong will has completely destroyed my spiritual consciousness."
Once Lingxiu does not have the advantage of divine consciousness, he can only move forward blindly, cannot fly in the air, and cannot perceive danger.
Step by step, he walked forward until Jian Chenzi saw a tail feather.
Jian Chenzi walked in quickly, pressed his palm on the tail feathers, and wanted to pick it up, but suddenly found that there was still coercion on the tail feathers. flew out.
The dignified leader of the Righteous Dao League, a half-step god-turning powerhouse, was actually sent flying by a feather.
However, Jian Chenzi was not surprised but delighted when this scene happened.
"Could it be, could it be that this is the artifact that the wood spirit has been looking for?"
Jian Chenzi's first reaction was naturally to think that this thing might be the wood spirit, that is, the artifact that the ancestor of the wood clan asked him to look for all the time.
Excited, he approached again, but did not touch again immediately. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com