"Here is a task sheet. You are the eldest elder of the Zhou family. Please sign it." Wen Yi took out the task sheet, and the task of seizing the continent was completed.
From the Lan Kingdom Territory! Despite Zhou Shanyu’s reputation, Wen Yi didn’t violate any rules. The eldest elder of the Zhou family couldn’t do anything about Wen Yi. Will those who come back from the Lan Kingdom Territory be ordinary warriors? That’s something you need to look up to.
exist.
Wen Yi put away the task list signed by the eldest elder of the Zhou family with great satisfaction, slowly got into the teleportation array, and left.
After several teleportation arrays, before he could return to the vast sea, the young man chasing after him lost his patience and said, "Stop!" waving two sacred weapons and smashing them at Wen Yi.
Wen Yi miscalculated, completely miscalculated. This pretty boy was actually hiding his strength in the battle just now. His combat power increased to 6,000, which was the peak of the intermediate level. His powerful artistic conception overwhelmed him like a mountain, and even his artistic conception was higher than his own.
Wen Yi dodged and escaped, but the opponent was even faster than him. He didn't even have the chance to use "Cheng Dan" or "Explosion Dan". After all, whether it was "Cheng Dan" or "Explosion Dan", he needed a
A short period of time to condense.
In this short period of time, this pretty boy doesn't even give it.
Longma Tianyu roared over and something even more unexpected happened. A golden-headed mango jumped out of the little white-faced spirit beast's bag and withstood Longma Tianyu's attack.
Since his cultivation, the most serious crisis has arisen. Wen Yi is deeply troubled by his overconfidence. His original idea was to counter-robber this pretty boy, but at present, it seems that both he and Tian Yu are at a complete disadvantage.
Finally, Wen Yi's movement skills are quite flexible. This is the only thing that makes him better than the pretty boy. Otherwise, he would have been defeated long ago.
To retreat, we can only keep retreating. Perhaps retreating to the sea will give Longma Tianyu an advantage.
Surprise! Or surprise, Tian Yu showed off his power after returning to the sea, but Jin Tou Mang seemed to be born to be the pride of the sea, and the two sides were still inextricably linked.
The worst thing is that this pretty boy seems to be a monk who is born to fight in the water system. He can actually use the force of the sea's water. After only half an hour of fierce fighting, Wen Yi was smashed into the sea by the pretty boy.
Long Ma Tian Yu let out a dragon roar, threw away Jin Tou Mang, and plunged into the sea...
"Boss, you finally woke up." On a lonely island, Long Ma Tianyu licked Wen Yi's little face, seeming to have found his backbone.
"What happened? Where are we?" Wen Yi endured the severe pain and asked.
"I can't find the direction either. The golden-headed mang is also running very fast. I have been chasing them for half a month and I haven't gotten rid of them yet. I really can't hold on anymore. It was the mouse who cast a talisman.
After saving us, it huddled up again and its breath was very weak." Tian Yu said.
Ghost Rat Qiqige! Broken, one soul body has to deal with six thousand martial saints? Back then, ghost rat Qiqige relied on holy talismans to deal with three thousand martial saints, and it also consumed a thousand-year elixir. It seemed that there was no trace left.
Looking at the opponent, it can be seen that no matter how strong the original body is, once it becomes a soul body, its combat power is extremely limited.
Wen Yi simply got into the space lock himself. The dark space lock did not affect Wen Yi's consciousness. Almost at the end of the space lock, which was tens of thousands of meters away, a weak soul body had shrunk to the size of a soybean grain.
It looks worse than the last time he was seriously injured.
"Tian Yu, what should I do? It has eaten half-demon grass for ten thousand years and it is still so weak?" Tian Yu is also a demon beast after all, and maybe he knows some ways. Wen Yi is a little panicked now.
"Let's try using your elixir energy. The soul body is too weak and cannot absorb liquid or solid spiritual objects." How could Wen Yi not know such a simple truth? He really cares about it.
There was no point in being anxious. Wen Yi gradually regained his composure. He had to find a way back first. Without the Holy Earth Fire, he couldn't make elixirs.
Which direction should we go? Even Ryoma is lost, what can I do?
There will never be a way out if you wait. No matter how vast the sea is, there is still an end. After releasing the spirit boat, Wen Yi flew towards the direction of the sun. In the vast sea, Wen Yi could no longer distinguish between east, west and north.
Wen Yi was seriously injured and would not recover for ten and a half months. Tian Yu could only pilot the spirit boat. Finally, he could save some energy. He didn't know how long he would have to fly into the vast sea.
Jade is the only fighting force now, so it is necessary to save the necessary physical strength.
One of his wrong decisions caused the ghost mouse Qiqige to go into hibernation and fly on the spirit boat for more than a month. Wen Yi felt very guilty. Maybe it was because his cultivation had been too smooth over the years and he had created
The name of Master Longma underestimates the heroes of the world.
Master! I have met a real master. Only six thousand martial saints beat me without the ability to fight back. In the future battle between core disciples, I don’t know how many such geniuses I will encounter. What else can I be proud of?
?Now I have just achieved a little bit...
The momentum of a martial saint can be comparable to that of half a holy beast, and that pretty boy is the real master of artistic conception. His own fighting still has great limitations. Once his speed is not as fast as his opponent, there is really nothing he can do.
Speed! If you lose your speed advantage, others will chase you, even "sudden braking" will be useless. If you lose it, you are not as strong as others, and sooner or later you will die first.
What should I do? Wen Yi also knows that no one is perfect, and you can't be strong in everything. Everyone has their own strengths. Even if he is good at short-distance speed, there are countless strange people in the world, and sooner or later he will still encounter speed.
If someone is faster than him, will he just wait to die when the time comes?
Perhaps, my combat skill "Qiankun Sword" is a good way out, but I have only just realized the "hard and soft" combat skill of "Qiankun Sword", and the opponent I encountered was too powerful, and I didn't even have a chance to adapt.
.
"The balance of hardness and softness" is not just for fighting. Maybe your soft artistic conception can limit the opponent's speed? How to limit it? If you have cotton under your feet, you will not be able to run fast...
At that time, my "Earth Wind Sword", a sacred weapon, could also play an unexpected role through certain changes in spiritual power. The problem is that the artistic conception of my "Qiankun Sword" now follows the path of "making a pill", and it cannot always be achieved.
One sacred weapon can block the opponent, and one sacred weapon can slow down the opponent. That is more whimsical than refining an elixir.
It seems that the only way out is to "make the elixir" by yourself. Is it possible that the "explosive elixir" can be instantaneous?
Why is it impossible? Haha! Wen Yi laughed, he was a little obsessed. To put it simply, "Exploding Pill" must be faster than "Cheng Dan". "Exploding Pill" can hurt or kill the opponent because it has enough
Energy participates in the explosion. If it is just to delay the opponent's speed, "Explosion Pill" does not need to mobilize such a large amount of energy at all.
The reason is very simple. A large enough wound can kill a person. If there are too many tiny wounds, the same can be done. Therefore, the opponent has to defend himself, which achieves the purpose of delaying the opponent's speed.
The spaceship ran across the vast sea for almost three months. When a "continent" appeared in front of us, Wen Yi was so excited that tears almost filled his eyes.
After all, people are social animals. Being away from the crowd for a long time is unbearable. Loneliness is unbearable. What makes Wen Yi even more depressed is that after running for such a long time, he didn't even see a sacred beast in the sea, so he had a chance to ask for directions in disguise.
None.
Regardless of whether it was an island or a mainland, Wen Yi was very happy as long as he saw people.
Wen Yi's spirit boat landed on a huge fishing boat. A group of fishermen saw Wen Yi falling from the sky and stood there in awe. Finally, a middle-aged man walked out of the crowd and murmured for a long time. Wen Yi didn't even
know what he said.
To Wen Yi's surprise, Long Ma Tian Yu could actually understand the other party's language, so Wen Yi simply didn't bother.
"Boss, this place is called Wen Yuanhai. Anyway, it is made up of a lot of islands. This small island is called Yangming Island. There is only one martial artist stationed there. On the Yangming Peak at the core of Yangming Island, these fishermen gather hundreds of fishermen every year.
I will give you a piece of spiritual stone to honor that martial artist. It is said that monsters often appear in this sea area, and only the large array on the island can resist the monsters." Long Ma Tianyu said it simply, and that was the extent of his ability to express himself.
Yangming Peak! The spiritual energy is really average. No wonder the Martial Saint is not here. Under the huge pressure of divine consciousness, an old martial artist ran out.
"senior……"
"Have you ever heard of the King of Lan? Where is the Martial Saint?" Tian Yu was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and asked directly.
"Lan King Territory? I don't know, this junior. As for the Martial Saint, our sect has an uncle who is currently on Yan Heng Island in the east." As he said this, the old martial artist pointed to the east and said in a very knowledgeable way.
Give Wen Yi a simple map of Wen Yuanhai.
"Does Wen Yuanhai have many sects?"
"As I know, there are hundreds of sects. This area belongs to our Xingying Sect. There are three saints in this sect, and the third elder Jinyang is on Yanheng Island." The old martial artist still felt that his life was important, and he could say nothing.
Said.
There are only three martial saints, it's a small sect, it doesn't matter, what I need is to find a way back.
The old martial artist was still at a low level and his knowledge was limited. Wen Yi raised the spirit boat again and flew away.
Wen Yuanhai's land is really vast and sparsely populated. There is only one island far away. As for the smaller islands, there are no people at all. Maybe they are afraid of attacks by monsters. No monks will be stationed on islands without spiritual energy.
Oh, Three Thousand Martial Saints! Fortunately, Wen Yi has become more and more cautious now, and the lesson given to Wen Yi by the pretty boy was too profound.
Strictly speaking, Yan Heng Island is truly a continent, with bustling crowds, a large number of monks, a market, and the majestic Yan Heng Mountain. The aura is extremely good. The Martial Saint really has no problem here.
"Does Fellow Taoist Jinyang know about the King of Lan?" Fortunately, Longma Tianyu is a good translator, so Wenyi doesn't have any language barriers.
"Lan King Territory?" Looking at the expression of the third elder Jin Yang, Wen Yi was disappointed again. As a saint, this guy didn't know that the saints gathered in the Lan King Territory, and he really didn't know where he was.
, Logically speaking, they have only been running for a few months, so they shouldn’t have traveled too far. Why does it feel like they have changed to a different world?
Through constant conversations, Wen Yi got a general understanding of the Xingying Sect. Obviously, this place was not the same as his original continent, because the great elder of the Xingying Sect was a master of the Six Thousand Martial Saints, an intermediate peak of Martial Saints. He did not even go to such a master.
Lan King Territory, obviously, the monks here really don’t know about Lan King Territory.
"Oh...Boss, I ran in a panic. In order to escape, I got into a black mist and got involved here. I didn't expect that pretty boy to actually rush into this black mist. So, I'm afraid this place is really far away from King Lan.
Territory." Looking at Wen Yi's confused eyes, Long Ma Tianyu still told the truth.
It's over, I can't even go back now. According to Tian Yu's description, the black mist is moving. Who knows where it has drifted now?
Forget it, the first priority is to find a place to make elixirs, and to save the ghost rat Qiqige is the most important thing.
Regarding Wen Yi's willingness to join the Xingying Sect, the third elder Jin Yang actually expressed strong enthusiasm for such an obvious foreign monk as him. Who cares, having a place to settle down is the most important thing.
I came to Qingyan Island, the main island of the Xingying Sect, and met Zhu Wanghai, the great elder of the Xingying Sect. Judging from the aura, Zhu Wanghai in the middle stage of the Martial Saint was not very strong. He just experienced the pretty boy incident. It is common for monks to have hidden auras.
Wen Yi no longer looked down upon monks whose spiritual consciousness was even slightly higher than his own.
Divine consciousness does not represent the real combat power, but if the spiritual consciousness is higher than the opponent's, there is a chance to hide one's true combat power. This is the most common common sense.