Hearing this, Leng Xuan nodded secretly, and then continued to ask: "Do you remember the river behind the territory of the Blood Red Bee?" Hearing this, the cultivator couldn't help his eyelids twitching, and said with lingering fear: "Of course
Remember, that terrifying river killed many fellow cultivators. Why do you ask?"
Hearing this, Leng Xuan hurriedly asked: "How far is this hilly plain from that river?" The cultivator looked at Leng Xuan with a strange expression and asked: "To enter the hilly plain, you must pass through that river.
Hehe, you're already here, why are you asking me?" Leng Xuan smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not going to hide it from you, I had an accident, so I don't know much about many things, please tell me."
The cultivator saw that Leng Xuan's tone was sincere and did not look like he was lying, so he immediately said: "It's a five-day journey from that river to the hilly plains." Leng Xuan turned around and asked: "How many cultivators have arrived at the hilly plains?
"The cultivator shook his head and said: "The other cultivators have already run ahead, and we are at least two days behind those cultivators." When Leng Xuan heard this, he suddenly felt enlightened. It seemed that he was going to speed up.
The speed of his advance has increased. Thinking of this, he cupped his hands towards the opponent, then spread out his body and galloped quickly towards the northeast.
Along the way, Leng Xuan saw many cultivators on their way, but there was no one he knew among them. "Sigh, I don't know where Chu Lingtian and Uncle Yang went." Leng Xuan smiled bitterly to himself, probably both of them were.
I thought I was buried in the mouth of that strange beast. It seemed that I had to find them as soon as possible to prevent everyone from feeling sad for me.
At this moment, in a part of the treasure house space, a large number of cultivators gathered in groups, whispering and discussing. Not far from these cultivators, there was a magnificent palace with red walls and green tiles. And in
Near the palace, dozens of purple tornadoes surrounded the palace like loyal guards. Thousands of cultivators looked at the palace in front of them, but no one rushed forward to explore the treasure. At this time
, in a corner of the crowd, dozens of cultivators were sitting cross-legged together, talking in low voices. These cultivators were none other than the members of Tenglong Palace and Jiutian Holy Palace. I only heard Master Gui Gu sigh softly.
He said: "Seven or eight days have passed, and I don't know if that boy Leng Xuan is safe."
Ma Fu said: "Don't worry, the master of the palace is blessed with great fortune, so he should be fine." Master Guigu shook his head and said: "I hope so too. However, as many as a hundred cultivators were swallowed by that river, and now there are no
But he escaped alone, how can I not be worried?" Just as everyone sighed, they saw two cultivators walking through the crowd. Seeing the people coming, Ma Fu stood up and asked, "Do you have anything to do with us?"
The cultivator cupped his hands and said: "I'm Yang Fu, this is Chu Lingtian, we..." At this point, he hesitated, as if he didn't know how to continue. He only heard Chu Lingtian with a sad face.
Sighing softly: "Let me tell you, we were with Leng Xuan before, but then... something happened to him."
After hearing this, everyone's expressions changed, and they shouted in shock: "Something happened, what happened?" Chu Lingtian immediately recounted the experience in the cave. After listening, everyone was dumbfounded and full of joy.