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Chapter three hundred and fortieth travel alone

For Wang Weijun, acting alone is the best state. You can leave as long as you want, stay as long as you want, and be free of worries and absolutely free. How great is this!

The rice-small Jing fell on the riverside, full of sand, sparse weeds and crawling plants, and there was nothing strange around him. He began to think about how to find Robert and the others.

Looking back?

Mi Xiaojing was indeed a little scared. The woman was too fierce. He was not sure to escape again. The last time he escaped was thanks to Qian Duqiang's help. If he met alone, Mi Xiaojing would have no hope of escaping unless he was willing to die together.

The idea of ​​looking back is extinguished, but if you don’t look back, where are you going?

Wang Weijun hoped that Mi Xiaojing would get rid of those burdens, so that he would not make serious suggestions. All the suggestions he gave were far away from here, and he was very serious and nonsense.

"I think that I should go east, and going west is definitely a dead end!"

After all, Mi Xiaojing lacks experience. Now, except for Wang Weijun who can discuss it, there is not a single person around him. In addition, he already trusts Wang Weijun very much, so Wang Weijun's suggestions still have a great impact on him.

If they have to face it alone in the future, Mi Xiaojing doesn’t know what to do. If you look for someone, according to what Wang Weijun said, you will always encounter it in the future. Moreover, each of them has a thousand-thunder in their hands. Not to mention that they have the ability to protect themselves, at least they have the ability to destroy everything if they can’t get over it.

At that time, Mi Xiaojing relied on Qian Lei to scare Qian Du Qian away.

Of course, if you really meet a master above the distraction stage, let alone killing Qianlei, nothing is useless. Without waiting for your reaction, the other party can make you unable to move, and then you will be unable to do anything.

When you meet such a master, let alone these little brothers, even Mi Xiaojing, Yong Ji, or even Qian Du Qian, there is no way. When the absolute strength is crushed, you can't resist just by wanting to resist.

This is very common in the cultivation world, just like Qian Du Qian meets Luo Mei and Mi Youran, just like Yu Hong meets Wu Yazi, even if they are already masters in the Nascent Soul stage, they are still played to the point of collapse by the other party.

Wang Weijun said: "This is not a place to stay for a long time, so it's better to go east as soon as possible."

Mi Xiaojing wanted to wait for Qiandu to come over, but Wang Weijun kept urging him to leave. According to Wang Weijun's idea, he would wait until Qiandu to get Qiandu to say something else. If he met other Nascent Soul cultivators, Mi Xiaojing would be unable to escape.

Cultivators who can travel abroad are generally in the Nascent Soul stage. For example, Mi Xiaojing, there are very few people who run around in the early stage of the Dan stage. Even if there are some, they are second and third generations of cultivation. If you meet a local Nascent Soul stage cultivator and read Mi Xiaojing, you will definitely think that he is a local cultivator.

Under the urging of Wang Weijun, Mi Xiaojing had to fly again. He did not dare to fly high, but flew against the ground. This was also dangerous, but it was much better than at high altitude.

After flying for about a long time, no one saw it, but I saw several huge beasts. I don’t know if they were spirit beasts or monsters. Because Mi Xiaojing was extremely fast, it didn’t attract attention.

There was a forest in the distance, and Mi Xiaojing said, "I'll take a break here."

Wang Weijun smiled and said, "No problem, it's okay to adjust your breathing."

Mi Xiaojing rushed into the forest, Gu Ge swept it and immediately cleared out a clearing. He took out a cushion and sat down, and began to meditate.

The spiritual energy here is still rich, but it is a little thinner than the one in the snow-capped mountains. Fortunately, Mi Xiaojing does not attach great importance to spiritual energy. This spiritual energy is enough for him to practice, and what he needs more is starlight.

When he started practicing, Mi Xiaojing immediately became immersed in it. Such a rich spiritual energy was also of great benefit to Wang Weijun. There was no movement in the Zhenyan Ban recently, which also allowed his Nascent Soul cultivation to grow. Although the growth was slow, it was many times better than before.

With Wang Weijun practicing, Mi Xiaojing benefited even more. The surrounding spiritual energy rushed over quickly, causing the surrounding forests to rustle. It was the wind formed by spiritual energy.

The starlight also penetrated, and even during the day, the location of Mi Xiaojing was slightly brighter than other places.

It was the next day when he sat down. In the early morning, Mi Xiaojing stood up and stretched his body, and the joints made a crackling sound. This made him breathe comfortably, then flew to the top of the tree, sitting cross-legged in the void, and his body seemed to float on the branches and leaves of the treetops.

Looking at the rising Chaoyang, Mi Xiaojing took a deep breath and a stream of dried yang purple air poured into his body.

This is a habit that Mi Xiaojing has always retained. When he was in Xiyan Sect, he could only suck three mouthfuls of dry Yang purple qi, but now he can suck at least nine mouthfuls.

Six of them were stolen by Wang Weijun, and three were absorbed by the Zhenyan Banner. Wang Weijun was very satisfied with this. He had been bullied by the Zhenyan Banner and finally had a place to gain the upper hand, which would make him happy for a long time.

When the sun rises, the rice meridian falls from the treetops to the ground.

“Where to go?”

He was really confused. The little brothers were not around, so he could only discuss with Wang Weijun.

"Whatever, just don't look back!"

It doesn’t matter if Wang Weijun is really. In fact, unless there is a clear destination, they will be wandering around in the wild. Cultivators have the opportunity to say that if they are lucky and have the opportunity, they can really get anything.

Mi Xiaojing was really blinded by this planet. He didn't know the terrain, nor did he know how many sects of cultivation there were, nor did he even know whether there were ordinary people living here. He only knew that when he arrived at this planet, he saw the birth of the treasure and also saw five cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, all of whom were powerful.

Mi Xiaojing flew up again and headed eastward along the treetops.

Due to the rich spiritual energy, the plants here are very lush and the food is rich, which makes it very numerous. All kinds of strange animals have excellent attack power under the nourishment of spiritual energy.

Surviving in such a place without strong force is simply impossible to move forward.

Mi Xiaojing flew across the ground, and from time to time, there were wild beasts with eyes jumping up and hurting people, but he flew with Guge, which was the same as flying with swords. Before these beasts could bite them, they were directly crushed by Guge.

If the blood mist suddenly explodes during flight, then there must be a wild beast with no eyes that suddenly hurts people.

The sky is actually not safe. Big birds fly by from time to time. The shape is so strange that Mi Xiaojing is shocked. Some strange birds are even seven or eight meters long, with feathers like swords, which are not easy to mess with. Of course, Mi Xiaojing is not afraid. He has ancient spear protection. These animals that have not yet grown into monsters and spirit beasts are not threatening him.

Along the way, various wild beasts attacked, making Mi Xiaojing unable to defend himself. He was unwilling to kill, but he could not control it and gradually became numb.
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