Since ancient times, it has been difficult to find magical powers.

There are very few monks who master supernatural powers. Anyone who appears like this can be called the darling of heaven and earth.

However, supernatural powers also divide good and evil, and most of them tend to be evil.

The reason is from the process of inspiring supernatural powers. Most monks will only produce supernatural powers when they are extremely stimulated, but these supernatural powers are very distorted.

Xia Junqi's magical power of banning the body comes from selfishness and possession, but is now being used by Chen Xinghe to save his life.

As soon as the magical power came out, the ghost toad trembled all over, but it just couldn't move.

The surrounding ghosts were also fixed on the spot. Chen Xinghe took Wen Xiaoxian and the other two and left, and his right hand activated the Thunder Escape Talisman Book.

"Xia Junqi?" Wen Xiaoxian looked back.

"Yes, dead." Chen Xinghe felt a little heartbroken. This was a clone of magical powers and could only give up in order to survive.

The three of them survived to the boundary of the penalty area, and the ghostly spirit behind them surged.

Xia Junqi held so many powerful ghosts at the same time, and his flesh and blood disintegrated at this moment, and the "gudugudu" turned into pus and was destroyed.

"Go!" The lightning burst out, and the Thunder Escape Talisman can be used again.

This treasure was made by Master Wen Xiaoxian, in order to preserve the cultivator of Tianling Root at critical moments. Such qualifications are very rare near Kongtong Mountain and belong to the core seedlings. How can there be any loss?

In the blink of an eye, four thousand miles were thrown behind him.

The sky became much brighter and the star power was mostly restored.

Chen Xinghe was delighted and waved the thunder escape talisman book continuously, no longer having to worry about being unable to locate it.

After spanning 20,000 miles, I finally saw the normal landscape. The three of them breathed a sigh of relief and felt like they had lived after the disaster.

"It's out! We're out! Haha, it's so exciting!" Wen Xiaoxiao's child was so kind that he hugged the big tree and kissed him. This experience was enough for him, a qi-refining cultivator, to reach the Golden Pill stage.

Chen Xinghe sat on the ground and took out a dust-proof pill.

Taking this pill can not only eliminate the sequelae of swallowing pills on the way, but also warm the dantian. This is how alchemists pay attention to it.

Wen Xiaoxian exclaimed in his heart: "Junior Brother Chen has reached the middle stage of foundation building. Such an entry is enviable. According to the sect etiquette, I should change my name to Senior Brother. I am really worried. I call my junior brother Shunkou. I feel uncomfortable when I change my words. The key is that he is younger than me, so he should be Senior Sister! Oh, I am too lazy to say a thousand words and ten thousand words. What a shame I am? The promotion speed of Tianling Root is so slow."

Chen Xinghe's two spiritual roots can bring great pressure to the spiritual roots of heaven, which is really rare in the world.

Half an hour later, the three of them washed away their fatigue and suddenly saw a large flying boat arrive.

"Huh? Some monks rushed out of the plague swamp area and thought it was a snake bar crossing the border." The words rumbling, showing their majesty.

Chen Xinghe quickly bowed: "My younger disciples, Kongtong, came out of an ancient teleportation array today and rushed to this end, which made the senior worry."

"It turns out that he is under Kongtong. I wonder if Old Man Yuan, Jiyangfeng, is okay?"

Wen Xiaoxian's eyes lit up and he hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "I dare to ask if it's Uncle Lin of Cang Lianzong? The family teacher Yuan Qianshu."

"Ah! Such a coincidence? I met Yuan Qianshu's disciple. Judging from your aura, it is probably the closed disciple Wen Xiaoxian."

"It's the little fairy."

"Hahaha, you can't call me uncle, you should call me uncle. Get on the flying boat, my uncle will take you to the border town."

"Yes." Wen Xiaoxian sent a message to Chen Xinghe. It turned out that this Jindan was Yuan Qianshu's close friend. Since he met him, he would definitely not put his friend and disciple in the wilderness.

The three of them boarded the flying boat and came to the Jindan monk to speak. Only then did they learn that the Plague Swamp had been moving to the Night Burial Kingdom for forty years, and several sects had no success in resisting and had to move out of their original location.

Fortunately, this territory is located in a remote area, and now it is more defensive and cannot threaten the Night Burial Kingdom.

However, in the past ten years, snake bars have appeared frequently.

The major sects agreed to send Jindan monks to take turns to guard them. As for the foundation-building monks below, if they contribute more to some sects, there will always be people who will sign up to participate.

For the sake of Master Wen Xiaoxian, the three of them received warm hospitality after boarding the ship. Especially when Master Lin's disciple knew that Wen Xiaoxian was a cultivator of Tianling Root, he became even more enthusiastic.

"We are ashamed to build foundations at the age of Junior Sister Wen and Junior Brother Chen."

"Yes! I have two such talented and beautiful jades in Kongtong Mountain to carry the tripod. I believe they will fly high soon. Haha, I am lucky to meet today, and the elders of the two families are close, so we and the younger generations should also get close to each other and get along more."

Chen Xinghe naturally knew that Wen Xiaoxian was the protagonist, so he tried to lower his posture as much as possible, and sometimes he made jokes and made fun of them.

In his eyes, none of these monks deserve to be friends with. They miss Xiao Shen quite much. They are their lifelong confidants and best friends!

Four hours later, the flying boat patrol began to return.

There are many crazy bees, waves and butterflies that usually surround Wen Xiaoxian. She is so smart that she naturally knows how to deal with it. She is good at dancing with long sleeves, but she can be salty, sweet or cold, keeping the distance just right.

Early the next morning, the flying boats were anchored to the largest border town in the defense of the plague swamp.

There are countless people here, standing in the air and looking down, the coverage of people is endless.

Forty years, many refugees have moved here and can no longer be called a town. However, there has been no city wall built, so monks like to call this place a border collection.

The market was very lively. Chen Xinghe followed Wen Xiaoxian to borrow light and stayed in Canglian Sect to open an inn here.

This is not an ordinary inn, but a defensive place where a spiritual weapon is invited to be in charge. Each room has a unique cave and a spirit gathering array.

When you are in a new environment, the most important thing is to understand the geographical overview and customs.

Wen Xiaoxiao is a baggage and is very talented in Kongtong Mountain. He can fully demonstrate this talent when he goes to the border.

He just likes to collect information when he finds out maps, markets, sect distribution, major auctions, and even places to sell stolen goods.

Chen Xinghe rewards Wen Xiaoxiao with a bottle of Peiyuan Pill.

This is so good that I asked for it. I patted my chest and promised to figure out what my uncle wanted to know.

Wen Xiaoxian is sacrificing the treasure mirror, which will take at least seven days, so she will not be able to see her for the time being.

When he was free, Chen Xinghe visited the shop one by one to learn about the general market conditions of magic weapons and elixirs.

On the third day of the tour, I sold all the miscellaneous items in my hand, and I handed the Shenyuan armor to the auction house. I paid a large amount of spirit stone, and then I replaced a baby's fist-sized sky-caliber stone.

This stone is very rare and can increase spatial stability. It is one of the raw materials for building storage rings.

Chen Xinghe was worried that the war furnace would smash the pen holder, so he spent a lot of money to buy the stone.

The effect is still very obvious. Lingmo can enter and exit freely on that day, and there is no need to keep staring at the war furnace for a moment, for fear that the spider demon will not be able to hold on.
Chapter completed!