The mountains outside the Dead Land are wrapped with light belts, and the energy is extremely dense. Eight extraordinary nests are built around the Jedi Land.
Wang Xuan looked at him from a distance, wondering what the ferryman's expression would be when he saw him. Was he happy to see him, or did he think he was seeing a ghost?
He stood on a mountain peak and saw the Silkworm Snake family, two older and two younger, lying lazily basking in the sun outside the snake cave. He didn't want to ruin the family's warm atmosphere, so forget it and let it go.
He also saw the mountain turtle, which was still so active. After the extraordinary fruit was picked, it practiced the turtle's microsteps in that area every day, looking for traces of enemies. The turtle who would not even have the extraordinary medicinal herbs was a little pitiful, so he decided not to
Go ahead and bother me.
Then, he saw the silver bear. It was almost rounded into a ball with its flesh whistling. It hardly left the den, and he couldn't bear to disturb such a home-loving bear.
Then, he went to observe outside another extraordinary nest, and saw the strange golden bird standing on the cliff from a distance, tearing an elephant apart with its sharp claws, the cliff wall stained red with blood, and it was feasting on it.
Forget it, such a vicious bird is so difficult to get along with. Wang Xuan looked at it again and again and didn't want to pay attention to it.
He walked around in a large circle and found that the eight lairs were heavily guarded, and it was difficult to get close. It was probably because of his frequent visits and three visits last time that the eight extraordinary monsters were not very hospitable.
"Eula star, he has at least four metal plaques in his hand!" Several people found Wang Xuan and were furious. They quietly retreated, preparing to find someone to hunt him.
Wang Xuan had already seen them and glanced at the direction they were leaving, not bothering to pay attention. His current goal was extraordinary.
He was planning to go directly to the Land of Death. The Demon Fruit could not be harvested now and all the monsters were on guard.
He felt that the energy accumulated in his body should be enough. He had digested the strange mist, drank a lot of the Earthly Immortal Spring, and eaten a lot of the flesh and blood of extraordinary monsters.
Covered in fog, the dead land remained the same without any change. When Wang Xuan stepped in, all the sounds disappeared, and the dense land with abundant sunshine was transformed into a cold night scene with a high silver moon.
After arriving at this place, his body was in severe pain again and his pores were bleeding, but he didn't care and got used to it.
Something different is that there is a yellow metal bump on the only road leading to the blue lake. It is very large, more than five meters high.
It has obviously been baptized by time, and the large piece of dusty metal makes people feel unusual from a distance, but why didn't you see it the first two times?
Wang Xuan walked over and wiped it with his hands. The dust-free part of the metal suddenly shone brightly, like the sun rising across the sky, revealing its true appearance. It was so gorgeous.
"Is this Sun Gold?!" He was shocked. Legend has it that all immortals would add this material to their refining weapons, so there is such a large piece here? Unbelievable.
It seems that it has been lying here for some years. The place where it died is very strange. Why didn't I see it the first two times?
Wang Xuan took out the dagger, gestured, and carefully cut it. What shocked him was that the dagger could cut the sun's gold!
Is this thing reserved for the destined person? Wang Xuan has not forgotten that one hundred grams of sun gold is worth 500 million new star coins, which is extremely valuable!
He looked at it again and again, preparing to cut off a large piece with his dagger. The materials used by immortals to refine weapons are mythical items. Give them to Goddess Zhao and exchange them with Lao Zhong for scriptures. The deal should be concluded.
Clang!
He slashed it with his dagger, and a deep crack suddenly appeared on the sun gold. It is estimated that if he slashed it with two more swords, the scrap weighing dozens of kilograms would be able to be cut off.
However, a sudden change occurred, the sun's golden bump glowed as a whole, and a light curtain emerged, isolating him from the outside.
Wang Xuan took a few steps back. Although he had regrets, he didn't feel too much regret. He knew that the things left behind were not so easy to get.
"There are words." He was a little surprised. The huge golden sun bump was engraved with densely packed words, spreading from the five-meter-high top to the bottom.
However, he didn’t recognize any of these ghostly drawings!
He touched the golden light screen lightly, starting from the bottom, and then he was shocked. There was a spiritual imprint that could be sensed, and it turned out to be a description of him.
The line of golden ghost-painted talismans could be recognized in his eyes, and it read: Wang Xuan, passed away three times, and became a mortal.
What is this five-meter-high golden sun bump? There are so many ghostly symbols listed on it. Could it be that they are all names and descriptions of people?
He has passed away three times and is a mortal. Only then can he have a place on the Golden Pimple?
He touched the line of words above him with his hand, and the result showed that he was not qualified enough to read it.
"What a ranking, the reading experience is too bad!"
He touched line after line of text, and the results showed that he had no right to read.
Suddenly, fairy music sounded, the five-meter-high golden knot glowed, misty white mist flowed, and a line of words was illuminated high above.
The words in that line are readable, but in fact there are spiritual imprints coming out to express its meaning: Chen Tuan, Xitu Xing, the nine-color golden elixir avenue under the Wutuo tree is perfect, another nine-turn feather immortal method is created, behead...
Then, Wang Xuan saw that the line of characters representing Chen Tuan had increased by more than a dozen digits.
He was stunned to see a legendary person, and this golden pimple was actually broadcasting his recent situation. Is this a reflection of his strength and status?
Chen Tuan is a top figure in the field of inner alchemy after Zhong Liquan and Lu Dongbin. His five-color golden elixir method is famous all over the world and is famous in the history of ancient medicine.
Now, Jin Geda has proven that he is still alive, but he doesn't know what kind of life form he is. He has a new method and his combat power is amazing.
Unfortunately, it was not announced who Chen Tuan killed.
Wang Xuan's eyes looked strange. A person who has passed away, a relatively special strong person, has such a ranking?
He stood here for a moment, not wanting to delay any longer, and walked towards the small blue lake. On the way, he felt that the moon in the night sky was particularly big today, and his own changes were a bit strange.
call!
A pair of white wings appeared on his back, which were made of energy runes. He had an urge to fly to the moon!
Then, another pair of golden wings appeared behind him, which still gave him a strong desire to fly into the sky, hoping to get close to the moon.
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The situation is quite wrong. Is it because I didn’t eat the Demon Fruit? Is this the deification this time? That’s not right!
Even if he was deified, he wouldn't even think about flying to the moon. Why would he have such impulse? Wang Xuan didn't understand.
The moon is extraordinarily sacred. It's a little different tonight. The falling light is much richer.
In a daze, he seemed to see a palace on the moon, and figures moving around, but this should be impossible. It was so far away, how could he see it?
The waves were undulating, and a golden bamboo boat came quickly on the blue sea.
The ferryman was stunned and saw the boy again. In a few days, he ran in three times in a row and was still alive and well. Did he really think this was his backyard?
"It's okay, take your time. You always take it slow first. After a few more times, you'll get used to it."
Wang Xuan jumped on the bamboo boat and became more and more familiar with it. After sitting on the boat this time, he poured himself a cup of Dixianquan and asked the ferryman if he wanted a cup.
"No!" The ferryman refused flatly.
"Senior, I saw a golden pimple, what is it?" Wang Xuan got straight to the point and asked directly.
"Can you see it? How can a mortal leave his name on it?!" The ferryman was a little surprised.
Obviously, he knew about this thing but had never mentioned it before.
"The people involved there are all people above the extraordinary level, and they all have their own uniqueness. But to leave your name on the Sun Gold List, you are not extraordinary yet..." the ferryman sighed.
"Is it because I was admitted three times despite not being extraordinary?" Wang Xuan guessed.
"What's the ranking?" the ferryman asked him.
"The bottom line of text describes me."
"First from the bottom, that's understandable." The ferryman nodded.
"I would like to ask who carved the golden bump on the sun, and what is its significance?" Wang Xuan asked.
The ferryman shook his head and said: "I don't know. From ancient times to the present, there have been quite a few people who have entered the eight places of death, but there are not many living beings who can be included in the golden list."
"Today's moon is also special. It is extremely big. It feels like it is about to fall into the sea." Wang Xuan said, he felt that everything was strange tonight.
The ferryman's heart skipped a beat, Huo raised his head, and then looked at Wang Xuan, muttering to himself: "Are you so special? Has anything happened to you recently?"
"No!" Wang Xuan directly denied it, and finally added: "I ate some extraordinary meat and drank some immortal spring."
Regarding the treasure that the immortals are fighting for, and the investment in his interior location, he would not even say anything to death. If the news is leaked, all the big scenes will be close to him.
Next time he opens an interior location, he must carefully study the words engraved on the treasure. Is it a secret method that is coveted by immortals, or is it some kind of secret? He is looking forward to it.
"Something fell on the moon!" Wang Xuan was surprised. It was all an accident tonight!
The pure white light is falling, like the light rain of feathered flying immortals, pouring onto the sea. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a treasure has fallen.
"A scroll of scripture?!" Wang Xuan was stunned. Did it fall from the moon?
"Sure enough, you are really here. You have entered the dead place three times in a mortal body and are engraved on the Golden List of the Sun. This is how you are looked at in a different light." The ferryman sighed.
"Senior, haven't you ever boarded the passing moon?" Wang Xuan was suspicious.
"I've never been there, but I've seen some strange things happen there," the ferryman said.
The scripture fell in front of me, emitting a hazy light rain, hanging above the bamboo boat.
Wang Xuan felt something was wrong. There was a silk thread connected to the sutra book. It was crystal clear. Why did it look like a fishing line?!
He looked at the silk thread on the ferryman's fishing rod, and was surprised to find that the thread hanging from the moon was stronger and more unusual than the ferryman's fishing line. It was densely covered with tiny runes, and seemed to have the aura of the great road!
He looked at the cover of the scripture and saw several ghostly drawings on it, which he didn't recognize at all. However, a spiritual imprint soon appeared, allowing him to understand the meaning of the words: Six Zhang Liu Golden Body Technique.
Wang Xuan was moved. He practiced the Golden Body Technique, and now he landed a book that seemed to be a Buddhist body-refining secret book, which was really shocking.
It was impossible to say that he wouldn't be tempted, but when he thought that by the end of his Buddhist training, he would be burned with a fire, he was not very interested.
Wang Xuan asked: "Senior, has this happened before? What happened to the person who took the scripture?"
"Along this line, it seems that we have landed on the moon." The ferryman said uncertainly.
"Is this a moon landing? Why do I feel like I was caught on a fishing line?" Wang Xuan seriously doubted that this was just a fishing line. If there were more golden hooks attached to the bait, it would be worthy of its name.
"I really don't know what's going on on the moon." The ferryman shook his head.
"The Dead Land is one of the oldest secret roads, which means that only the Dead Land can be extraordinary, and the immortals may not have appeared." Wang Xuan spoke and analyzed it carefully.
"In other words, the moon in the sky may die earlier than the immortals?" When Wang Xuan said this, his expression changed.
Now, there are monsters or people on the dead moon. Is this fishing?
I don't understand what's going on on the moon at all, and Wang Xuan won't go up there even if he was beaten to death.
Wang Xuan looked at the Zhangliu Golden Body Technique and said: "What a stupid secret book, it is not as good as the scriptures collected in Lao Zhong's study. I really think I have never seen the world, take it back!"
While he and the ferryman were dumbfounded, the fishing line moved away, taking away the Zhangliu Golden Body Technique and disappearing into the night sky.
Not long after, the light rained down like flying immortals, and another scripture scroll fell from the sky and came to the sky above the bamboo boat, connected to the fishing line.
"Are you targeting me? You think I'm a fish and you want to catch me?!" Wang Xuan pulled out the dagger and looked at the scripture. If it's good, you can think about it. If it's not, go back.
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He carefully looked at the ghostly drawings on the cover of this scripture, and finally understood its meaning through the spiritual imprint: Taichu Qingshen Technique.
He felt that the name was very bluffing and seemed extremely extraordinary. He couldn't help turning his head to look at the ferryman and asked him if he had heard of this scripture.
"The famous secret book of spiritual training in the early days of Taoism is quite extraordinary. It can be regarded as a high-end secret!" the ferryman said solemnly.
Wang Xuan looked at it again and again, but he still restrained himself and said: "Lao Zhong's study has more powerful top-notch secret articles than this one, but this one still doesn't work."
Silently, the scriptures moved away again and disappeared into the night sky.
The ferryman said quietly: "Can I ask, who is Lao Zhong and what secrets and secrets does he have in his study?"
At this moment, the fishing line on the moon drooped down again, light rain fell, and a colorful scripture bloomed with Taoist rhymes, flowing with various runes, and slowly fell.