eurekapd Chapter 659: Dragons and Tigers Block the River
Chapter 659: Dragons and Tigers Block the River
It's time the next day.
Qionghai Prefecture is 200,000 miles to the north.
There was a sweet and fishy smell in the cold wind, and the boundless ocean was roaring wildly.
Looking around, there is a deep and dark scene with ice marks floating on the surface.
Sparse small islands or floating islets are scattered between heaven and earth, creating a vast and desolate scene.
It seems that even the spiritual energy is so thin and scarce that it is not enough to sustain the monks' practice.
Zhao Qing and the other three put away their walking fairy boat.
He changed into an ordinary flying boat magic weapon and rushed to the Dust and Chaos Sea.
After all, the immortal boat with blood-stained clothes is like a living target... Writing one's wealth directly on one's face can easily cause unnecessary chaos.
There may be people in the outside world who respect the body of Yujing, but the greater possibility... is that they will choose to try their best.
Zhao Qing and Qinghuan stood on the flying boat, looking at this desolate world.
Ye Wei felt that the spiritual energy was becoming increasingly thin and scarce, and there was not even the breath of any living creature on those barren islands.
gradually.
The sky grew gloomy.
The heavy clouds hung low like giant beasts, as if torrential rain would pour down at any moment.
As the four of them got closer.
Between the vast and gloomy water and sky, larger islands began to appear. They were deserted and quiet, but there were mortals and repair workshops gathering there.
At this point, we are already approaching the Dust Sea.
——A piece of land forgotten outside the world.
The sea breeze howled, rolling up rows of silvery-white waves that slammed against the rugged rocks on the shore of the island, making a heavy echo.
The vegetation on the island is sparse, with a few stubborn bushes swaying in the wind, as if telling of the desolate years.
Seabirds circled in the sky, making mournful cries, which intertwined with the roar of the waves to form a tragic song of the desolate sea.
There were even ships swaying in the huge waves at the end of the sea of sky. There were small boats of mortals and also those of warriors and monks. The scene was extremely strange and magnificent, like a lost traveler looking for his way home.
……
Tianmen Island.
Located in the southern part of Chensha Sea, there are many monks on the island and the spiritual energy is extremely prosperous. It seems that it is gathered by some unique means, making the spiritual energy within a hundred miles extremely thin.
"It's almost a fifth-level spirit gathering technique. It's not a formation, but an ancient tree root that can devour spiritual energy."
Fang Ying was knowledgeable and experienced. She concentrated and perceived it a little, then explained it softly.
No matter how much a high-level formation gathers spirits, it cannot be so overbearing and violent as to directly cut off the chance of life in the surrounding sea areas.
Zhao Qing nodded gently, held Qinghuan's slender hand tightly and said with a smile: "Let's take a walk on the island."
He took a quick look, thought about it, and understood a little.
"This Dust Sea is like a beehive, with honeycombs of varying sizes gathered on the sea, and the monks... are the bees."
It is obvious that this sea area can gather such a large amount of water, obviously... there is nectar nearby.
The nectar may be on the seabed, or on an island, or it may have been harvested long ago, leaving behind this island group with a little vitality.
A group of four people came riding on the wind and set foot on the desolate land outside the civilization.
On the deserted beach of Tianmen Island, you can see many low-level Qigong practitioners, gathering and wandering in groups of three or two.
It seems like he is searching, watching, or perhaps waiting for an opportunity.
The shriveled sand grains were solidified into sand ridges by the sea breeze, moving with the wind, as if they were the breath of the sea.
Dead branches, fallen leaves, and debris washed ashore by the sea were scattered everywhere, and dead bones and rotting corpses were everywhere, left to the wind and sun, unattended, and gradually turned to dust.
It is swept away by the sea water and merges into the ocean, disappearing in the long river of time, like a moment, and also like a lifetime.
This is the sea of dust and stars.
There is no prosperity or noise here, only the whispers of waves and wind, telling the story of this lonely land.
"Liu'er from the neighborhood has been in the sea cave for some time. He can't let his consciousness dissipate and suffocate to death in the sea, right?"
"I went down to look for him again after half an hour, but I still couldn't find him..."
Suffocate to death in the sea?
Zhao Qing couldn't help but look a little strange when listening to the scattered exchanges about Qigong.
After thinking about it carefully and paying a little more attention, I finally understood... the so-called Liu'er was an old man, jokingly called Liu'er by them, who was ninety years old and had reached the ninth level of Qi training.
There is a good chance of building a foundation at the ninth level of Qi training, but at the age of ninety... it is basically zero. The Qi, blood, and essence cannot keep up, and the foundation-building pills are not very effective.
The young cultivators gathered here were obviously not worried about Old Man Liu's safety, but were just waiting to find an opportunity.
"The cultivators from the outside world...are somewhat strange."
"I don't cultivate my mind or study talismans, I just take chances as my destiny and live a carefree life."
Qin Chuxin glanced at them with her beautiful eyes and spoke to Zhao Qing and the other man with a faint smile.
Zhao Qing naturally understood what it meant...
What does it mean to take chance as destiny?
Grab the fuck out of it!
Whatever resources you need, you can buy them directly for free.
The higher the level of cultivation a cultivator has, the more vulnerable he becomes.
However, Zhao Qing was obviously not here to think about this. His main purpose was to understand the nearby forces and rules so that he would have a clear idea when he followed Qingying.
After just a short stay at the beach to watch, he headed towards the center of the island where the spiritual energy was the most abundant.
He was a man in brocade and black robe, accompanied by three beautiful ladies. Naturally, he attracted a lot of attention, but most of them looked at him secretly and no one said anything.
Minding one's own business is completely different from the world of Yujing.
"Four fellow Taoists enter the island, and receive thirty evil-slaying hearts."
Outside the messy workshop, a man who was building his foundation had a gloomy expression and blocked the way with a low voice.
Cut the evil heart! ?
Zhao Qing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. He had heard a lot just now.
The Shears is a sea beast whose heart can gather spiritual energy and transform into broken crystals, which are mostly useful for cultivators' practice... as spiritual stones.
He could understand these things. What's the use of practicing? What if there are no spirit stones?
However, he never expected that a ticket was required to enter the island.
There was no hesitation at this moment.
He immediately released a majestic aura, and the vast sea of Dao stirred up such spiritual turmoil that even the Jindan cultivators were dumbfounded.
Collecting entrance fees is a very authentic thing, and he is somewhat familiar with this process.
At this moment, he raised his eyebrows slightly, asked with a puzzled smile: "Four people, thirty pieces?"
The man only felt his heart tremble. He didn't need to feel the other party's cultivation level at all. Just from the look of chuckling and playful expression... he already knew what was going on.
He almost instinctively glanced at the three women around Zhao Qing, and nodded with a calm smile on the spot.
A faint light flashed on the storage ring, and thirty blood-stained stone crystals scattered, and then they were put into a separate storage bag...
Looking at Zhao Qinglang, he smiled and nodded, as if it was already like this: "Thirty scissors, if it's not enough, call me - my last name is Hu, you can find me anywhere on the island."
well.
"Thank you, Brother Hu." Zhao Qing patted the man's shoulder kindly and handed the storage bag to Qinghuan to carry.
The man also looked very easygoing, laughing loudly and flew away.
Zhao Qing remained calm on the surface, but he was secretly laughing in his heart, as he had found out from the previous spiritual mark... the man ran to the sea outside Tianmen Island in a short while.
Well – that’s pretty astute.
……
Seeing this, Qin Chuxin couldn't help but reveal a knowing smile. Fang Ying had a strange expression on her face, as if she was also getting to know this blood-stained walker again.
However, many people who were watching secretly around became cautious and serious, frowning and looking at each other, busy with their own things without making a sound.
Of course, these were all the monks who had been paying attention to Zhao Qing and his group before.
Zhao Qing was very clear about it.
It’s hard to say... whether these people have malicious intentions or not.
I can only say that if you don't give the thirty Shearing Hearts when you get to the island, nothing will happen. But if you give them... you will die on the spot.
Sister Zhang had already explained this to him.
The rules outside the barbaric world mean there are no rules.
"Someone is watching us."
"There are fluctuations of spiritual consciousness on the island, indicating a middle stage of the Golden Core stage. It may also be concealed and modified by secret techniques."
"Three hundred miles away, two Yuanyings."
"Seven hundred miles away, Jindan, one person."
"There's a strange cave under the sea, blocking divine sense exploration. There's a strong fluctuation of spiritual energy nearby, close to the Nascent Soul... No, it's the Nascent Soul."
Qin Chuxin whispered in secret, his expression still looking calm.
Although the outside world is extremely dangerous, this situation is nothing.
Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, chuckled and nodded directly.
What can be done?
no way.
It was mentioned before at Wuya Peak that one of the ways to become an immortal in Yujing is to conquer the outside world.
Now he has not yet embarked on the path to immortality, and he has Tianxiang protecting him. How can he still be afraid of the outer dust sea?
At worst... just run away.
There were two bodyguards guarding the way, a traveling immortal boat, and a large formation to fly across a hundred thousand miles... They ran very fast, and they arrived at Qionghai Prefecture in no time.
Zhao Qing was confident and not panicked at all.
It didn't matter how many people were watching them, that was for sure.
At this moment, Qing Huan and the other two walked straight into the market, facing the nearest stone pavilion, staring at the beautiful woman who was in the foundation building stage with a light smile, and said: "Daoyou, enter the market and cut off the evil spirits by 100 hearts."
He saw it clearly. The woman had just tried to rob them, and her spiritual sense was very close to them.
But it doesn’t really matter because it’s normal.
The woman's eyes were suddenly stunned. She saw a man carrying a furnace and a tripod, and smiling gently and brightly... She couldn't help but groan in her heart.
Who would have thought that a stranger who had clearly come to the island would actually snatch her poisonous wife away?!
At this moment, he couldn't help but exchange glances with several other monks.
Her expression showed weakness and trepidation. She looked at Zhao Qing timidly and whispered, "I have been practicing on Tianmen Island for several years."
"Why don't you accompany the young master to occupy some other things?"
Zhao Qing:?
He suddenly seemed a little indifferent.
What the heck!?
At this moment, he was calm and composed, and opened his mouth to speak: "I have been practicing in the Dust Sea for twenty years, how come I have never seen you? When did you come?"
The woman's heart suddenly trembled, and she stopped smiling on the spot.
Then she obediently threw out a storage ring, twisted her body and disappeared into the dark stone pavilion... and hid.
Zhao Qing smiled secretly in his heart, took the storage ring and looked at it casually.
There were actually over 4,000 Shearing Demon Hearts inside, as well as over 30,000 Spirit Stones, and quite a few Qi-training elixirs...
He couldn't help but exchange glances with Qinghuan, then threw the storage ring to Chu Xin and Fang Ying for them to check, and shared the interesting things happening at the moment with them.
The monks from outside the sect...are actually quite smart and steady.
As soon as they sense that something is wrong, they immediately become obedient.
What are one hundred scissor hearts?
The woman threw the ring away on the spot...to pay for her life.
No need for any nonsense at all.
But Zhao Qing simply collected the tickets as a revenge, but he didn't expect that he had already brought such oppression to everyone.
He couldn't help but sigh secretly.
It's quite humane...
They will give money just by chatting, there is no need to fight for it, everyone is very kind.
At least to them, it was quite kind.