High in the sky, a flying boat moved forward at great speed.
Three young men were standing on the flying boat, looking into the distance.
The three of them were Mo Ye, Situ Xian and Bui Bui. At this moment, they were on their way to Pingzhou.
"Ah! It would be great if the people above could reactivate those abandoned ancient teleportation circles, so that we wouldn't have to spend so much time on the road!" Situ Xian sighed.
"Those are all things that have been preserved from ancient times, and the production techniques have been lost. How can modern monks like us be able to repair them so easily." Bly shook his head.
The teleportation circle is extremely mysterious, and the production techniques are extremely complicated. It cannot be refined by ordinary monks. Moreover, the Southern Region has experienced wave after wave of catastrophes since ancient times, and most of the techniques for making the teleportation circle are also
Gradually lost in these catastrophes, that is,
Even with the efforts of generations of monks, they have only developed the smallest level of teleportation array. This level of teleportation array can only support teleportation within a hundred miles at most, and the cost of maintaining the operation of the array is huge, which is completely unnecessary.
Worth building in every continent.
And those transcontinental teleportation formations are at least hundreds of thousands of miles away. If such a level of teleportation formation can appear, it will definitely bring about earth-shaking changes to the current Southern Territory.
"Although it is true that there is not one now, it may not happen in the future." Mo Ye smiled, "Kelvin said that he has research in this area, and there has been considerable progress so far."
"Is that so? If he really exists, that would be really exciting!" Situ Xian's eyes lit up.
He very much recognized Kelvin's accomplishments in formations. Maybe in the near future, transcontinental teleportation formations will really come back to the world.
"But it's a pity that we didn't meet little Zhenzhen this time!"
"When the matters on both sides are over, we can meet again." Bray said.
Two days ago, Lin Kun, who had just met them not long ago, received an urgent message from Taiyuan Sect.
A large number of evil cultivators from the Wanxie Alliance suddenly appeared in Pingzhou, obviously planning something. However, Pingzhou's current combat power is scarce, and facing such a large number of evil cultivators, it is definitely a disaster.
Unfortunately, due to his own mission, Lin Kun could not rush back to Pingzhou immediately. So, at Situ Xian's suggestion, the matter of supporting Pingzhou was left in the hands of the three of them.
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In an unknown space somewhere, a young man in white clothes was sitting cross-legged. Around him, a thick white mist lingered, exuding a chilling aura of forest and coldness.
These white mists continued to pour into the young man's body as he moved his skills. At the same time, the aura emanating from his body gradually increased.
The young man has maintained this situation for several months. Even so, the white mist around him is still endless, with no signs of exhaustion at all.
Time gradually passed, and a strange fluctuation gradually emerged in the young man's body.
After a while, under the action of this wave, an extremely powerful suction force began to erupt from the young man's body, frantically sucking in the surrounding mist.
The aura exuding from the young man also began to surge at this moment.
This situation lasted for a full hour, and finally, the surroundings of the young man returned to calm.
The young man slowly opened his eyes.
"Yes, you have broken through to the middle stage of the spiritual fluid realm in such a short period of time. Jin Hao, although you are blessed by the formation left by your master, such a speed of cultivation was considered rare in the past."
As soon as he finished speaking, an old man in black robe appeared in front of the young man.
"Senior Yu has given me too much praise. I would like to ask you to start the battle again and let me go in and challenge you." Jin Hao bowed slightly.
"You are a militant boy. Since you like to challenge powerful enemies so much, I will give you this token." The old man in black robe said, and a token appeared in front of Jin Hao.
"Thank you, senior!" Jin Hao grabbed the token and directly injected spiritual power to refine it. After the token was refined, he immediately activated it, and his whole person was instantly wrapped in a layer of light curtain, and then disappeared in place.
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After watching Jin Hao off, the old man turned his attention to another place.
There was also a young man there, but that man's situation was different from Jin Hao's. Although he was at the juncture of breakthrough, his aura tended to stagnate, showing no signs of growth at all.
Moreover, whenever the old man tried to penetrate his spiritual consciousness into his body for exploration, an inexplicable force would surge out of his body and repel the old man's spiritual consciousness.
"It's been half a year, it's really strange. Kelvin, it seems you have a lot of secrets!"
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"It seems that I am destined to die in this place today."
Lin Chen looked at the evil cultivators surrounding him from all sides and sighed in his heart.
The elders still miscalculated the plan of those guys. It is estimated that the sect will soon face the disaster of annihilation.
"If I had the cultivation level to open up the spiritual realm..."
But such a situation will only be a fantasy and impossible to realize. Because my potential has been determined, I am lucky to be able to cultivate to the late stage of the spiritual realm.
The image of the sword quickly magnified in his eyes, and in a few moments, he would die under the attack of these evil cultivators.
But suddenly, these swords suddenly stopped in front of him.
The next moment, the evil cultivators surrounding him fell to the ground one after another, their bodies and heads missing.
"Are you okay?"
A voice sounded behind him.
Lin Chen turned around and saw a young man looking at him with a smile.
"Lin Chen, long time no see."
"You are..." Lin Chen looked at the young man, and the other person's face gradually overlapped with someone in his memory.
"Is it Senior Brother Mo?" Soon, a hint of surprise flashed across Lin Chen's face.
He recognized that the young man in front of him who helped him was Mo Ye, his senior brother.
"Senior Brother Mo, is he back from going out for training? In this case, there is still hope for us to cross the mountain gate!"
He only knew that Mo Ye and Jin Hao left Yueshanmen a few years ago, and he didn't know exactly where they went.
"Well, let's go back now." Mo Ye said, taking out his flying boat.
On the way back to Yueshan Gate, Mo Ye also learned about some of the things that had happened in Pingzhou in recent years through Lin Chen's description.
In these years, the evil cultivators from the Wanxie Alliance who appeared everywhere destroyed many weak sects. Recently, a large number of evil cultivators appeared near the Yueshan Gate, obviously preparing to launch an attack on the Yueshan Gate.
Even if the sect-protecting formation at Yueshanmen was reinforced by Kelvin, if there were too many evil cultivators, the sect-protecting formation would not be able to sustain it for too long.