Changsha County is one of the thirty-six counties directly under the jurisdiction of the Qin Dynasty. It is exactly the same as the history of China outside the Mist Land. It covers most of Hunan today, starting from Dongting in the north, Wuling in the south, Dongling, Poyang Huxian and Luoxiao.
mountains.
But now, the opportunity that makes Qi refiners in the southern counties of Qin flock to it happened in the Five Ridges in the south.
The fire that fell from there a few days ago illuminated the night sky of Changsha County, and the blurred face of the Fire Spirit Suzaku made all the Qi Refiners red-eyed overnight. In just a few days, the elite disciples of the sects in the county
Duqi arrived at Changsha County City and headed towards Wuling after replenishing supplies.
When it was still dark that day, Feng Hao had already withdrawn from meditation, opened his eyes, faced the east and took a deep breath. A wisp of purple air from the east was inhaled into his body, and his temperament became more pure.
Sun Wukong lay on the roof of the restaurant all night. After opening his eyes, he immediately knocked on Feng Hao's door and said urgently: "Stop meditating quickly. Many Qi practitioners in the city have begun to leave the city. Is it a fire?"
Ling, you will know it soon, I am so anxious."
Squeak!
After the room door opened, Sun Wukong rushed in immediately and looked at Feng Hao eagerly.
Feng Hao smiled: "Since the result will be known soon, why are you anxious? According to the strength of Huo Ling, these Qi refiners may not even be able to get close."
Sun Wukong scratched his body and said: "Oh, I like to join in the fun. The Demon Sacred Tree has not been born this time, so you can go and have fun."
"..."
Feng Hao was speechless. He didn't come to the Land of Mist just for fun. He seriously doubted that Sun Wukong's ridiculousness would delay his important event.
At this moment, Gusu Ziheng, the young master of the Sword Sect who occupied the restaurant, walked up, bowed to Feng Hao and Sun Wukong outside the door and said: "Two seniors, we can set off. According to the results of the competition,
Our Guiyuan Sword Sect is the fifth wave of teams leaving the city."
"Fifth wave?"
Sun Wukong's eyes lit up and he looked at Gusu Ziheng doubtfully. This was something new. He was very interested.
Gusu Ziheng nodded and said: "There is not much time now. Ziheng will inform the seniors when we leave the city."
"Okay, okay, okay, you have to explain it carefully later. If I am happy, I might give you a blessing." Sun Wukong nodded repeatedly.
In the competition held in Changsha County a few days ago, Guiyuan Jianzong ranked fifth and qualified to go to Wuling.
It belongs to a sect force that neither leans too far forward nor too far behind the city.
The first wave of sect forces leaving the city will arrive at the mountain range where the fire spirit descends as soon as possible, and the corresponding chance of getting a chance will be greater.
Therefore, the sect forces that left the city later acted like mad dogs whenever they left the city, using their magical powers to rush to Wuling without risking their lives.
The twelve elite sword masters of the Guiyuan Sword Sect are among the most proficient disciples of the sect. The strongest young sect leader Gusu Ziheng has already reached the late stage of Jindan. The other disciples also have the early stage of Jindan.
In Changsha County, which only has Yuanyingqi in charge, its strength is already quite reliable.
But... although the Golden Core Stage and Yuanying Stage are only separated by one layer, the gap is truly heaven and earth.
A monk in the Nascent Soul stage has already refined the Nascent Soul within his body, which is equivalent to having two lives. Even if he is killed, as long as the Nascent Soul survives, he can continue to practice and become a casual cultivator.
Moreover, monks in the Nascent Soul stage have vast supernatural powers and can almost be regarded as true immortals in the eyes of ordinary people.
This time, the only Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse in Changsha County was also very interested in this opportunity and left Changsha County before Guiyuan Sword Sect.
The disciples of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, after leaving the city, flew with their swords and quickly headed to the Wuling Mountains in the southeast.
Feng Hao and Sun Wukong felt that these guys were too slow, so they followed Feng Hao on somersault clouds and were hundreds of miles away in a blink of an eye.
Gusu Ziheng and others' mouths twitched, and they were once again deeply shocked. They could actually control the clouds to move forward, and the speed was several times faster than their sword flying. It was really enviable and enviable.
"You guys catch up from behind, I'll catch up first..."
After Gusu Ziheng's flying sword was tempered, his own cultivation level also improved a step further. When the flying sword in his body resonated with the flying sword under his feet, his speed could be doubled again.
With a whoosh, he broke away from the team and chased after him.
"The young sect leader is really a man of great luck..."
The Qi refiners of the Guiyuan Sword Sect said with envy, but Sun Wukong, who had a completely different personality, completely ignored their flattery, basically shattering their idea of getting into their lap.
Disciples from several major qigong master sects were rushing ahead. They were all full of energy and spirits. They were in a good mood to be able to rush to Wuling first, as if the opportunity was within their grasp.
But... then the sound of breaking the air came from behind, causing them to look back while rushing, only to see a flash of white light, surpassing their team in an instant.
When he turned around to look again, the white light had already fallen on the edge of the Wuling Mountains.
"Who, who is this? The speed is so fast. Is this using the natal essence to activate the flying spiritual weapon?"
Everyone was stunned. The speed and momentum were too scary. It was simply not a speed that their Qi Practitioners could master.
There is a high possibility that this can only be achieved by having a flying spiritual weapon, and using the Qi Refiner's natal essence to expel the power of the spiritual weapon.
However, to Feng Hao and Sun Wukong, this speed is nothing. If their spiritual thoughts had not sensed a unique fluctuation and slowed down, they would have been faster.
Feng Hao and Sun Wukong fell down at the edge of the mountains. They were not far away from the looming wave. There was a fiery red light curtain covering the mountains at the edge of the mountains. Many wild beasts and small animals gathered in the light curtain.
Outside, they squeezed their heads to enter the light curtain, as if there was something attracting them inside.
As a lively and active member, Sun Wukong, of course, approached the light curtain immediately and put his arm against it.
Zhi!
However, as soon as Sun Wukong's palm touched the light screen, the smell of burning palm came over him.
"Hiss, this thing is not simple. Even my grandson's indestructible body can't resist it..."
Sun Wukong looked at the burnt palm and couldn't help but gasped, but fortunately, his recovery was amazing, and it was soon as perfect as before.
Feng Hao raised his head and looked at the curtain. The fiery red light curtain looked even more mysterious under the scorching sun.
Feng Hao approached the light curtain and touched it like Sun Wukong, but his hand sank into the light curtain without any hindrance.
"What?"
Sun Wukong's face suddenly turned extremely ugly. Such a handsome young man was directly refused entry. His monkey hair was almost burnt, but Feng Hao did not stop him.