On the way to the Misty Continent, Feng Jueyu and Qinghai had a lot of heart-to-heart conversations. From Qinghai talking about his experience, to Feng Jueyu reporting back about his acquaintance with Wei Xu, they never concealed anything, and this
This kind of heart-to-heart conversation subtly narrowed the distance between the two.
Of course, Feng Jueyu didn't mean to know the details of Qinghai to test his integrity. He just felt that the little brother who went on adventures with him was a particularly interesting person. You can ask and answer questions between the two of them, which will come in handy on the road.
It was too lonely. After chatting like this for a day, the two of them talked about the past and the topic of practice. By this time, Feng Jueyu's knowledge and insights were an eye-opener for Qinghai, and he had not encountered a golden spot in several days.
When Yushun was doing nothing, Feng Jueyu started from boxing and swordsmanship to spiritual mysteries, magical powers and even formations. Every time he dabbled in some places that Qinghai liked, he would have a sudden enlightenment. Feng Jueyu did not hesitate to teach by himself, although
After all, there was no complete set of secrets that Qinghai University could use like a cram, but they would eventually give pointers on some details. Then when the two talked about magical powers, Qinghai revealed a secret that shocked Feng Jueyu.
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Great evil curse? Nine levels!
The evil old man’s real surname is Huyan.
After hearing the news, Feng Jueyu was so shocked that he didn't say anything for a long time. Later, when Qinghai told the story of the origin of the old man Huyan, he found out that the two were of the same blood. The old man Huyan was the ancestor of Huyan Qinghai.
This incident made Feng Jueyu unable to wake up from the shock for a while, and claimed that fate was magical.
Who would have known that the great evil curse that made him dominate the inner battlefields actually came from his ancestors in Qinghai, and the great evil curse he learned in Qinghai has been lost.
After learning about this, Feng Jueyu did not hesitate to pass on the complete set of Great Evil Curses to Qinghai, reciprocating his kindness, and taught Qinghai some eccentric martial arts and magical powers, and even taught him several "Emperor Ways".
The method of practicing "Ming Palace".
In a blink of an eye, seven days passed.
On the eighth day, the two encountered a school of golden grouper fish.
After following for two days, on the tenth day, the two finally arrived at the Misty Continent.
The red dragon shuttle followed the golden grouper fish to leave the bottom of the sea and surfaced on the sea surface. The huge golden grouper fish sparkled and created layer after layer of golden ripples on the sea surface.
On a piece of sandy land near the coast, Feng Jueyu and Qinghai walked out of the Red Dragon Shuttle. After ten days of rest and adjustment, the two were full of energy. When they landed on the beach, they saw several monks wandering on the beach.
, ran like crazy towards the depths of the land.
"Is this the Misty Continent?"
After Feng Jueyu landed on the shore, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he quietly looked at the school of golden grouper fish in a daze, because he was not sure that the place he arrived was the Misty Continent. If he lost the school of fish, he didn't know what would happen if he lost the school of fish.
Like last time, I will be wandering on the Broken Star Island and be at a loss as to what to do.
Qinghai knew that he had to play the role of a follower when he stayed with Feng Jueyu. When he saw someone on the shore, he volunteered: "Brother Feng, wait a moment, I will go and inquire." After Qinghai finished speaking, he ran out like a gust of wind.
Not long after, Feng Jueyu, who was guarding the golden grouper fish, saw Qinghai running back, and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, that's right, this is the south coast of the Misty Continent, a place called Niujiao Plain.
Going further, there is an ancient city. I asked around and it seems that the Leishi Pavilion is in the very center of the mainland, and there is still a short distance away."
"Then let's go and have a look. We'll first stop in the ancient city of Fangshi and find out the location of the Leishi Pavilion before we set off." Feng Jueyu said as he took the red dragon shuttle and put it in his arms.
He took out the only remaining pair of Hanba jade, handed one to Qinghai and said, "In order to avoid getting separated, please identify the owner of this piece of Hanba jade so that we can contact him more easily."
"good."
Qinghai took the Hanba jade in a decent manner without any courtesy, and directly dripped blood to identify its owner, and then dropped a drop of blood on the Hanba jade in Feng Jueyu's hand, leaving his own mark of spiritual consciousness. In this way, the two of them
People can communicate with each other anytime and anywhere through Hanbayu without fear of getting separated.
After recognizing the owner of Hanbayu, the two set off and approached the direction of the ancient city based on the directions obtained from Qinghai.
Running on the hot land of the Misty Continent, Feng Jueyu and Qinghai looked down at the famous mountains and rivers of the Misty Continent. This place seemed much larger than the Broken Star Island.
When the two of them came ashore in Niujiao Plain early, the terrain only showed a corner. The further north they went, the wider the terrain became. At first it was yellow sand, plains, and wasteland, and then slowly turned into ridges across the horizon, and peaks when lying down, majestic and majestic.
Slowly opening the chapter, although they met many people after running for two days, neither of them rushed forward to inquire for information or directions. They just looked at the scenery along the way, which made them feel that this seemed to be parallel to the grand plan.
The world, this continent, is also quite vast.
Two days later, he found the first ancient city in the Misty Continent with excitement. Watching the crowds of people gathering, Feng Jueyu eagerly felt how depressing it was during those days of wandering on the sea and ice fields.
, it’s time to ask for news at this time.
Approaching the ancient city, the two fell from the sky. They did not enter the city with great fanfare. Instead, they prepared to familiarize themselves with the local customs and customs outside the city, and focused on inquiring about the whereabouts of the Leishi Pavilion.
It is said that the Misty Continent is an island, but this island is also too big. There is no continent beyond the ancient city plain, and there is no river in the middle to separate it.
When he arrived outside the ancient city, Feng Jueyu asked a few people for information, and the answers he got were all very objective.
"Tearstone Pavilion? Isn't that an island in the Baijiang River inland? You are looking for the wrong place, you have to go north."
"After crossing the Prancing Horse Plains, we still have to walk a long way. What are we doing in the southern region of the Misty Continent?"
"Oh, this road is not close. If you fly fast, you will arrive in a year and a half. If you fly slowly, you don't know how long it will take. However, there is a teleportation array in the city. You can use it to teleport directly to the leap.
Ma Pingyuan is just further north."
"..."
After asking around outside the city, Feng Jueyu felt a little impatient, but after traveling all the way, Qinghai seemed a little tired, so the two planned to stay in the ancient city for one night and then use the teleportation array to leave.
It was almost noon when the two of them entered the city, which was the best time of the day. After entering the city, the two of them found an inn to stay. At the same time, they were thinking, isn't there a market in the city? Let's see if there is a better one. They got some elixirs, so they rested for a while and then left the inn. However, when they went downstairs, they saw that the inn was full of people, and many people gathered around chatting about something.
"Hey? Who do you think will win this fight between Mr. Yuan Zhong and Qiu Qianhe?"
"It's not easy to guess. Qiu Qianhe came here this time to rank on Mr. Yuan Zhong's list of powerful men. One of them is ranked eighty-seven and the other is ranked eighty-four. They are about the same strength."
"I think Qiu Qianhe's "Baizhang Sword" is better. Think about it, Mr. Yuan Zhong is known as "Tianhua First Grade" and is famous for his spear skills. His big Tianhua Spear is rarely matched by opponents."
"That's not necessarily the case, haven't you heard? Qiu Qianhe has continuously challenged and defeated Wu Youchuan, ranked 89, and Liang Songwen, ranked 87, in just one year. How can this strength be lower? Especially this time. How can he not be prepared at all to advance three places in one fell swoop?"
"Stop guessing, we will find out at midnight tonight on Zigan Peak. In short, these two people are not easy to get along with, and you don't want to think about it, this matter is related to the public selection of the eldest daughter of the dancer family. The masters on this great world list are still pushing forward with their heads sharpened."
"..."
The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional. As soon as Feng Jueyu and Qinghai walked by, they heard the following rumors and couldn't help but stop in their tracks. Qinghai is a martial arts fanatic and has an almost passionate obsession with cultivation. As soon as he heard about the great The list of the world's strongest people suddenly lit up, and Feng Jueyu was attracted by the sentence about the eldest dancer's public selection of a husband. For a moment, he couldn't help but think of that beautiful woman whom he had not seen for a long time.
The eldest dancer?
Will it be Qingqiu?
Choosing a son-in-law publicly?
The two people looked at each other. Although Qinghai's eyes were full of excitement, his brows were still mature and calm as he said: "Brother Feng, do you want to inquire?"
"Anyway, I'm not in a hurry to leave. Let's ask what's going on." Feng Jueyu gave up the idea of going out to look for pills. When he saw that one of the tables was busy chatting and there were two seats next to it, he immediately said to Qinghai With a glance, the two sat down.
There were only three people sitting at this table. There was a board on the north side. The two of them sat down. Qinghai's face sank like water: "Brothers, I just heard some people talking about the powerful men Qiu Qianhe and Yuan Yuan." What's going on with Mr. Zhong's martial arts competition?"
"You don't know this?" The three drinkers were obviously a little surprised, and then one of them didn't care whether they were strangers or not, and said with a smile: "Are you two people with great ambitions? Lian Qiushui Jiantan, Feiying Huagu Dancer Haven’t you heard of the public selection of a son-in-law?”
Autumn Water Sword Pond, Flying Shadow Flower Valley?
Feng Jueyu was shocked when he heard this. He immediately remembered that when he and Wu Qingping said goodbye, the other party reported to her house and mentioned the words "Qiushui Jiantan, Feiying Flower Valley", and immediately asked: "Open selection"
Son-in-law, I haven’t heard of it.”
"Oh, I haven't heard of such a big thing. You two are really diligent. They must have been in seclusion for a long time."
When Qinghai heard this, he immediately asked the waiter to serve the wine, and quickly circled the three drinkers to ask.
"Zhongtianling Dancer, Qiushui Jiantan, Feiying Flower Valley, the eldest dancer Wu Qingqiu, publicly selected a son-in-law, it was rumored a year ago. This eldest dancer seems to want to be ranked among the strongest in the world.
Among them, a wishful man was selected, and he deliberately told the world that anyone who could enter the top fifty on the list of powerful men in the world would be qualified to be selected, and this matter has spread."