Thirty thousand miles away from Wanluo City, there is Mo Qingshan.
Mo Qingshan is located in a borderland, inaccessible to people, with only three or two small third-rate sects stationed there, which can be said to be a waste of time.
According to Xie Chengyun, the strongest headmaster of those third-rate sects was only half-stepped.
This kind of stuff is simply not popular.
Precisely because he was not in the mainstream, Xie Chengyun's ancestors placed the treasure trove here.
The ancestors of the Xie family had good vision, so Mo Qingshan was safe.
At least Xie Chengyun was arrested, the Divine Book Sect general Liuyun Sect was turned upside down, and all the sect members were tortured once, but still nothing was found.
After Zhao Chu got the treasure map, he thought about it and set off immediately.
Nine Qiu Hao's suicide notes are enough to condense a heaven-defying magical power. Zhao Chu is facing a dilemma, and this magical power is the key.
"Sect Master, are you ready to open the secret treasure yourself?"
At this time, Xie Chengyun licked his tongue and suddenly asked in embarrassment.
Hearing this, Zhao Chu frowned.
This guy hesitates to speak, is there something wrong with him?
"Well, I'm worried that if the people from the Divine Book Sect know the location of the secret cache, they have already set a ban on it."
"Even if you get the secret order to open it, you can only enter the realm of natural selection."
"As long as the Wenyuan Realm triggers the restriction, the formation inside will randomly transmit the divine book to any corner of the Diqi Sea. It may be a deep mountain or the sea, and there will be no trace at all."
After Xie Chengyun finished speaking, Zhao Chu's face turned dark.
This old guy is a little too cautious.
Xie Chengyun knew that he could not unlock the secret of Qiu Hao's suicide note, so he fortunately set the restriction of the secret to a natural selection state, and planned to let his heirs take it in the future.
This was originally a means of preventing the Divine Book Sect.
Very vicious.
Even if the Divine Book Sect obtains a secret treasure, they will definitely send the Wenyuan Realm there.
At that time, these nine Qiu Hao's suicide notes will be randomly transmitted to all over the world in front of the Divine Book Sect, causing the opponent's bamboo basket to be empty.
But Xie Chengyun did not expect the story behind it.
Now that his sect has been emptied out and all his descendants have been killed, there are no descendants at all.
And in order to repay his kindness, he was willing to let Zhao Chu go treasure hunting.
but.
There is still a problem.
The ban can indeed prevent the Wenyuan Realm from being broken, but it can also block the Nascent Soul Realm.
Even if the Nascent Soul Realm is very weak, it is still not the Natural Selection Realm.
Xie Chengyun's restriction can only be opened by the Natural Selection Realm, not those below the Natural Selection Realm.
Even if he is touched by the Nascent Soul Realm, Qiu Hao's suicide note will be randomly transmitted away.
Zhao Chu wished he could hit this idiot to death.
The land and sea are so vast that if the nine Qiuhao suicide notes were really scattered, it would be impossible to find them next year.
"Well, Sect Master... what should we do?"
"How about we wait until you break through natural selection before going? It'll be soon anyway."
Xie Chengyun said quickly.
"Okay, you go and rest first, I want to be quiet for a while!"
Zhao Chu doesn't want to talk at the moment.
The series of malicious fate made Zhao Chu a little irritable.
He pinned all his hopes on Qiu Hao's suicide note. If there was any special supernatural power, Zhao Chu also hoped that he could kill more people in the Inquiry Realm.
Zhao Chu still cares about the first-grade divine mind.
Zhao Chu was unhappy, and Xie Chengyun didn't dare to say anything and hurriedly ran aside.
…
"Junior brother, I may be about to break through."
At this moment, Zhao Chu remembered a voice in his mind.
It’s thirty thousand square meters.
He can directly communicate with Zhao Chu through Xiao Jingang's spiritual thoughts.
"Congratulations!"
Zhao Chu said quickly.
Zhao Chu was not only jealous but also jealous of Fang Sanwan's nine-orificed exquisite body.
The training speed is frighteningly fast.
No wonder Fang Sanwan was preparing to break through. It turned out that in his body, he had already accumulated 4985 Dao Marks and Divine Words, which was close to 5000.
What a thrilling achievement.
In Zhao Chu's knowledge, it seems that no one has been able to achieve this step.
"Unfortunately, if I want to completely break through to the Wenyuan Realm, I still need some conditions."
"I have to leave the Forbidden City for a few days. The evil atmosphere here is too strong. There is no sunshine all year round. I am always short of breath."
Then, Fang Sanwan's tone became serious.
"I'll think of a way to let you leave first. A breakthrough is important."
After thinking about it, Zhao Chu finally made a decision.
The date for the showdown with Pi Yonghong is getting closer and closer, and Pi Yonghong's medicinal material library has been almost consumed by Zhao Chu, which can completely free up Fang Sanwan's hands.
Zhao Chu taught Fang Sanwan a hidden magical power. It was difficult to hide it from Pi Yonghong, but Fang Sanwan could perfectly avoid those guards.
Once you get out of the Dirty Tongue Forbidden Area, it will be easy.
Fang Sanwan is just a natural selection state, and generally no one will pay attention to it. Dongping Li can completely arrange the identity of a disciple of Danqing Pure Land.
"Where are you going?"
Suddenly, Zhao Chu asked.
"I don't know. The place where I fell was in the forbidden area of dirty tongue. I was immediately caught. Let's hang out and look for opportunities to break through."
Fang Sanwan replied.
"I'll give you a map. Go and get some things back for me!"
Then, Zhao Chu's pupils lit up.
Thirty thousand square meters.
Yes, he almost forgot about Fang Sanwan's existence.
Qiu Hao's suicide note is of great importance, and it is impossible for Zhao Chu to ask others to help find it.
Both Dongping Li and Duan Tingyu are so eye-catching that people are paying close attention to them all the time.
Zhao Chu didn't trust others at all.
Fang 30,000 is the best candidate.
First, if you know the root cause, Fang Sanwan will not be able to harm him.
Second, Fang Sanwan has not yet broken through to Wen Yuan. He is an ordinary natural selection state and no one pays attention to it at all.
Third, no one knows Fang Sanwan’s true strength.
He has 5,000 tattoos of divine characters in his body, and just for Qiongchi Tide, he has secretly accumulated more than 100.
Not to mention the ordinary Wenyuan Realm, even Zhao Chu himself might be seriously injured by Fang Sanwan if he was caught off guard, and he might even be killed.
You know, more than 100 tidal strikes arrive in an instant, which can really kill the Wenyuan Realm instantly.
Fang Sanwan is always confused and confused, but this guy is definitely a bomb.
"Senior Brother Fang, please prepare again today and set off early in the morning."
"I will teach you another divine word chapter later. After you reach the Yuan Realm, you can use it. The power is pretty good."
Zhao Chu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
There is a bright future in another village. At the critical moment, the old man is still reliable.
"Well, don't worry, little junior brother. Even if I try my best, I will help you get your things back!"
Fang Sanwan silently memorized the secret password.
As long as he maintains the cultivation level of the Natural Selection Realm before opening the secret treasure, it will be fine.
…
The next day!
Fang Sanwan successfully evaded the guards of the Forbidden Land of Ugly Tongues. After leaving, Dongping Li responded early and he successfully walked out of the Pure Land of Painting.
In a city near the Painting Pure Land, Fang Sanwan breathed the free air greedily, like a fool.
Many people looked sideways.
What kind of luck did such an idiot-like existence have to be able to break through to the realm of natural selection?
"Sure enough, in the sky and the sea of stars, there are more natural selection realms than dogs!"
Then, Fang Sanwan sighed.
He is like a pebble thrown into the waves, unable to even make a splash, and even so ordinary that people don't even bother to look at him.
"Hurry up and help your junior brother find something. Bathed in the warm sunshine, I can break through at any time. It feels so comfortable!"
Fang Sanwan opened his arms and made a hug gesture towards the sun.
At the same time, there was a happy smile on his face.
Fang Sanwan was immersed in his own little world and was completely unaware of the crazy looks nearby.
After feeling comfortable in his heart, Fang Sanwan stepped onto the teleportation array.
Mo Qingshan is more than 30,000 miles away from Wanluo City. It is closer to Danqing Pure Land, but it is still more than 20,000 miles away.
Various teleportation arrays were tossed around.
Where he needed to hurry, Fang Sanwan released himself and ran wildly, singing folk songs from the northern realm.
It only took a day and a night before Fang Sanwan successfully arrived at Mo Qingshan.
Mo Qingshan's appearance reminded Fang Sanwan of the Northern Realm.
The spiritual energy here is so thin that it even looks like a world under Jiutian.
And in Mo Qingshan, he finally discovered a large number of Jindan realm monks. Of course, Nascent Soul realm was still the mainstream.
Here, people in the natural selection realm are already very powerful.
Afterwards, Fang Sanwan didn't waste any time and hurriedly walked towards an unpopular sect called Gangdaomen.
Steel knife door.
This name is chosen very casually, and it is difficult to rise up at first glance.
With names like Tianci Sect and Chu Sect, they will definitely become famous in the future.
Fang Sanwan touched the word "Chu" engraved on his wrist. This belonged to him.
…
"Hey... that guy on the cliff is so young, but he is also in the Natural Selection Realm. He is so awesome!"
"How about we get to know each other?"
"Forget it, this guy looks like he's not to be trifled with. It's better not to get into trouble. If he ignores me, it will be embarrassing. Let's do serious things first."
Fang Sanwan looked at the aloof and stern young man, his original plan was to make friends.
But the young man looked too unfriendly, so Fang Sanwan gave up the idea.
…
The headmaster of the Steel Sword Sect is called Wang Santie. He is an old man who has not yet learned his skills and is very kind.
Fang Sanwan introduced his purpose of visit and took out his token.
Later, Wang Santie took Fang Santie and served him a meal of wine and meat. He treated him so warmly that Fang Santie almost bowed to Wang Santie.
What a simple old man.
This kind of old man deserves to live a long life, and Fang Sanwan feels very comfortable.
…
"It's hard to get rid of those tails and find such a clean place. It's hard to get quiet occasionally."
Zuo Chenluo sat on the top of the mountain, his chrysanthemums aching.
During this period, he had nightmares every day and could only rely on killing to relieve stress.
But no matter how strong a person is, he still has a fragile side.
For example, my own chrysanthemum.
Damn Zhao Chu, damn Iron Horse and Bronze Bull, Zuo Shenluo is the worst person in this generation to see maces. He will destroy even the barbed pillars when he sees them.
Today, Zuo Chenluo shook off the guardians sent by the Yi Demon Palace and came to Mo Qingshan to have some peace and quiet.
This is a place where birds don't poop, so it's the best place to sit and meditate.
"Hey, that dull young man with square head and square face looks better and has some strength."
Zuo Chenluo felt Fang Sanwan's eyes.
But then, he shook his head.
It doesn't matter if he has good strength. In the natural selection realm now, he is at the top of his game and no one wants to make a move at all.
Only Zhao Chu.
Even the five ascended ones are not worth mentioning.
In the realm of natural selection, Zuo Chenluo is invincible.
He has inner demons.
Only by killing Zhao Chu can the inner demons be removed.
…
After three rounds of drinking.
Fang Sanwan still remembers his business.
Without spending much effort, Fang Sanwan successfully found the nine books Zhao Chu needed.
And there are some weapons in the secret cache.
Although he was about to become a Yuan Dynasty, and he probably wouldn't need any weapons, Fang Sanwan fell in love with a spear at a glance.
This long gun has a very strange tip.
It is in the shape of a mace and looks very majestic.
Fang Sanwan liked it very much.
In addition, Wang Santie insisted on giving it away, so he had no choice but to accept it reluctantly. Then he could only give Wang Santie five Taixing Pills to express his gratitude.
In a harmonious situation, Fang Sanwan was happily preparing to leave Mo Qingshan, carrying a wolf-toothed spear on his shoulder.
In a few hours, my own realm will be broken through.
By that time, we will also be in the Yuan Realm.
Everything is like a dream.
…
Mountain top.
Zuo Shenluo's eyes suddenly looked in the direction of the Steel Sword Door.
Just now, a ray of glow seemed to spread out from the Steel Knife Gate.
Maybe it's some kind of magic weapon.
Afterwards, Zuo Chenluo shook his head in dismay.
It was difficult to arouse his interest in this kind of magic weapon. There were all kinds of magic weapons in Yi Demon Palace, but he didn't bother to fight for them.
However.
It was at this time that he saw the square-headed and square-headed Natural Selection monk from a distance.
brush!
Then, Zuo Chenluo suddenly stood up, his pupils scarlet red.
What is this guy carrying on his shoulders?
Wolf! Teeth! Stick!
The sharp barbs flashed with cold light in the sunlight.
There was a sharp pain in the chrysanthemum on the left side of Chenluo.
Inexplicably, he recalled Zhao Chu's face mocking him, and the pain from the past was inexplicably evoked.