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    The current location of Qingyang seems to be a dividing line. In front of him is a yellow Jinyang Valley. The Qi and spiritual energy of Jinyang are gradually increasing, and even small monsters appear. The ghost cultivator cannot see the shadow at all, and behind him is  It's a gray netherworld where ghost cultivators run rampant but dare not step beyond the realm of thunder.

    Although he couldn¡¯t see how big the Jinyang Valley was, Qingyang knew just by feeling that it was definitely not small. It was at least a million miles in radius, almost comparable to the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits.

    Qingyang flew up and soon entered the scope of Jinyang Valley. The surrounding area was desolate, with yellow sand everywhere. He couldn't see the edge at a glance. A strong wind blew by, blowing up the yellow sand all over the sky. His eyes and mind could observe  The distance they arrived was even closer. Qingyang flew forward tens of thousands of miles against the wind and sand. The yellow sand gradually decreased, and small oases began to appear. Gradually there were people, the spiritual energy became more and more intense, and the golden sun's energy became stronger than outside.  There are too many, even if a monk comes here, there will be considerable damage to the skin. Fortunately, Qingyang's cultivation is advanced, so there is no need to worry about the influence of the golden spirit's energy for the time being.

    There are some ordinary people living in the oasis, but the people here are slightly different from the outside world. Perhaps because of the long-term exposure to the Qi of Jinyang, the people here are generally strong, powerful, rough-looking, and have the ability to fight tigers and wolves with bare hands.  Even women and children have rough looks, and their bodies are as strong as the body-training monks from the outside world.

    As we go deeper, the number of oases and the number of ordinary people living there gradually increases, and there are even some low-level immortal cultivators mixed in among them. Think about it, how can there be no human habitation in Jinyang Valley with a radius of millions of miles?  It's just that outside is the depths of the Netherworld. The ghost energy is too strong and unsuitable for ordinary people and low-level monks to survive. Jinyang Valley can only live in isolation from the world.

    The Thousand Buddha Sect is an extremely secretive sect. Others don¡¯t know the specific location at all, so it is very difficult to find it. The entire Jinyang Valley is a million miles around, and just flying from one end to the other in a hurry will take two or three months.  Time, if you travel slowly and search, it will take at least several years. If you want to search every inch of the entire Jinyang Valley, you may not be able to succeed even after hundreds of years. It is precisely because of this that the Ten Kings Palace has taken so many years to search.  There has been no definite information, and Qingyang had no choice but to find it on his own. At least he was a fairy cultivator, which gave him an advantage over ghost cultivators.

    Qingyang searched as he walked, not missing any suspicious place. Naturally, he couldn't go any faster. One day only lasted more than a thousand miles. Jinyang Valley was so big. He didn't know how long it would take to search them all, let alone now.  There is no guarantee that the Thousand Buddhas Sect is actually here, so we can only rely on luck to find it slowly.

    Three years have passed in the blink of an eye. Qingyang does not remember how many places he has searched or how many miles he has traveled. He only knows that this place is already deep in the Jinyang Valley, and there is no news about the Thousand Buddhas Sect he is looking for.  It is unclear how long we will continue to search and whether we will eventually find it.

    After all, this Jinyang Valley is a place with a radius of a million miles. Although it is full of yellow sand and desert, it is much larger than the Jiuzhou Continent and the Zhongsha Region. In the past three years, Qingyang has encountered many small immortal cultivating forces.  It's just that the strength of the monks here is generally not high. Even Nascent Soul monks are rare, let alone a super power like the Thousand Buddha Sect that can rival the Ten Kings Palace.

    Sometimes Qingyang also wonders in his heart whether he has been deceived by the Long-Eyebrow Ghost King. The Thousand Buddhas Sect is not in Jinyang Valley at all, but considering that even the Baimei Ghost King has confirmed the news, it should not be false.  It is estimated that the location of Thousand Buddhas Sect is too secret and I haven't found it yet.

    After three years of searching, Qingyang's face also gained a hint of weathered color. It was not because of the bad environment, but mainly because he had been worried about not being able to find the Thousand Buddha Sect, and even more worried about the Thousand-faced Buddha.  It's a monk who transforms into gods, so what if he is found?  Although he is invincible in the realm of Nascent Soul, he has no chance of winning against the cultivator of the God Transformation. Even if he finds one, he still has no ability to defeat him.

    With this tangled mood, Qingyang kept searching. On this day, he came to a city of immortal cultivators called Wugui. This city was dozens of miles in radius. Ordinary people and immortal cultivators were mixed together. Although he was with Qingyang,  The big cities for cultivating immortals that the outside world has seen are incomparable, but in this Jinyang Valley, it is already quite big. Qingyang was about to go into the city to take a look and inquire about the Thousand Buddha Sect, but suddenly he saw a  The light and shadow flew towards this side, and two lights and shadows quickly chased behind it.

    With Qingyang's strength, he could tell at a glance that these three lights and shadows were monks flying with magic weapons. The speed was so fast, it was obvious that the golden elixir monks were chasing them. When they got closer, Qingyang could see them clearly.  , there are two people fleeing in front, a middle-aged man in a green robe with the fourth level of golden elixir is driving a fan-shaped magic weapon, and there is also a young man with the eighth level of foundation on it.

    The two people chasing behind were both Golden Elixir monks, an old man with a gray beard at the fifth level of the Golden Elixir, and a gloomy middle-aged man at the third level of the Golden Elixir. They used their respective magic weapons to pursue the two in front, and three people suddenly appeared.  Golden elixir monk, it seems that there are quite a lot of monks in Wugui City.

    Qingyang didn't want to meddle in other people's business, so he swung his body and used the Breath Condensation Technique to hide. His strength was much higher than these Jindan monks, and these people were chasing and escaping, so how could they notice the Nascent Soul monk in front of them?  He passed Qingyang directly.  I thought these people would leave soon, but who knew that the gray-bearded old man behind was a little impatient in chasing. Seeing that the person being chased in front was not far away from them, he suddenly sacrificed a treasure and shot it into the green robe in front of him.  The future of the year.

    The power of this treasure was extraordinary. It arrived behind the middle-aged man in green robe in an instant. The middle-aged man in green robe seemed to have sensed the attack from behind. He knew that if he allowed this treasure to attack, he might lose his life. It didn't matter if he died, his son was beside him.  I'm afraid it will fall into the opponent's hands.

    In desperation, the middle-aged man in green robe could only use his means to defend. Although he responded hastily, he still blocked the attack of the treasure behind him. However, because of this delay, another gloomy middle-aged man with the third level of golden elixir had already  He caught up with him and at the same time raised his magic weapon and attacked him, forcing him to stop and resist.  After that, the gloomy middle-aged man and the gray-bearded old man cooperated with each other to completely force the green-robed middle-aged man to stop, so the three of them started fighting not far from Qingyang.

    The three golden elixir monks fought extremely lively. Although the middle-aged man in green robe was one against two, in the desperate situation, he exploded with far more strength than usual, and he could barely draw a tie with the opponent. As for the foundation-building  The young man, because his strength was too low, could only barely protect himself in the battle circle of the three golden elixir monks, and could not help at all.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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