Chapter three hundred and forty second desolate land
The proud tone showed Wang Weijun's pride.
Although he was only the Nascent Soul, his spiritual consciousness could be comparable to the divine division stage. Although he could not reach the original fusion stage, he was much stronger than Mi Xiaojing. Because he was controlled by the Truth Banner, his spiritual consciousness could not harm Mi Xiaojing.
"Okay, I know you're awesome!"
"Hehe, hehe..."
For some reason, as long as it was Mi Xiaojing's praise, Wang Weijun was very happy to hear it and felt that he had been admitted. Even he himself did not notice this change.
Mi Xiaojing was no longer confused. He was just confused by the harvest in the Xiaoxuantian Formation. He thought that as long as it was a ruin, he could find the treasure. After a little thought, he realized that he was indeed thinking too much and thinking too well about the ruins.
Fly low to the east.
Wang Weijun and Mi Xiaojing chatted: "In fact, it is difficult to find good things in the ruins. However, there are often good things in the caves of some cultivators, especially the abandoned caves."
Mi Xiaojing said: "It's like the cave you left behind?"
Wang Weijun sighed and said, "Yes, it's a pity that I'm flooded by magma, but the thing is still there... Maybe it's cheaper for a certain cultivator."
Mi Xiaojing had a high vision and said, "Actually, there is nothing good..."
Wang Weijun was so angry that he glared at him: "Ahhh! That's definitely a good thing!"
Mi Xiaojing's faint words directly drove Wang Weijun crazy: "It must not be as good as the things in the Xiaoxuantian Formation."
"Ahhhhh! This... how can I compare? I'm so angry!"
"Hi, don't be angry, I'm just telling the truth..."
Wang Weijun was so angry that he said: "Nonsense, what you got are all things passed down from ancient times, and they are definitely treasures left by the Sanxian or Mahayana period. Can you compare? If I hadn't guided you in, you could have nothing to do with it!"
As soon as he said this, Mi Xiaojing was speechless.
"Okay, okay, I'm just kidding... I know it was your old man's advice, so the whole family won't say thank you!"
Wang Weijun was stunned. Mi Xiaojing said casually, it was really like his family was joking. This feeling made Wang Weijun very unfamiliar, and he immediately stopped talking.
This is the first time Mi Xiaojing has placed him in the position of his family. This is absolutely heavy, and he knows that Mi Xiaojing is extremely cautious about outsiders. Generally speaking, Mi Xiaojing is quite resistant to outsiders.
Just this understatement made Wang Weijun completely unable to speak. Although Wang Weijun was cruel and selfish, after being with Mi Xiaojing for a long time, he kept influencing Mi Xiaojing. Similarly, Mi Xiaojing was also constantly affecting him, and this function was mutual.
Before meeting Mi Xiaojing, if someone talked to him like this, there would be no other consequences. He would be slapped to death. Now he not only did not curse, but instead fell into deep thought. Is this what his family feels?
Not to mention Wang Weijun's entanglement, Mi Xiaojing's attention gradually turned to the outside.
After crossing a large swamp, I entered a forest. The forest was not dense, with only a few giant trees, most of which were low shrubs. There were countless animals moving here, such as wild sheep, deer, and various bison, wild horses, pheasants and wild ducks. Many of them could not be named after the Mi Xiaojing.
Mi Xiaojing never had the idea of hunting. This is a concept that was found in Xiyanmen, to abstain from killing. Unfortunately, Mi Xiaojing had broken the precepts long ago. Along the way, there were occasionally birds that could not hide, and they were directly crushed by ancient gods. A group of birds were even frightened. Mi Xiaojing was too fast to avoid them at all, so the phenomenon of bird explosion occurred.
On the way, Mi Xiaojing passed by several ancient ruins. This time he didn't stop at all and advanced all the way. He knew that these ancient ruins had been excavated and it was impossible to find anything useful.
Although nothing was found, these ancient ruins themselves left a deep impression on Mi Xiaojing. This feeling is that this planet should have had an extremely developed cultivation society in ancient times, but it has now declined.
According to the ideas of Mi Xiaojing and Wang Weijun, it will still develop here. The spiritual energy is too strong. As long as there are people and the cultivation sect, it will not develop slowly. As long as you are a person with some potential qualifications, cultivation is like playing. If you have a large enough base, you can develop a sect with considerable strength in a hundred years.
"Why haven't you discovered a sect of cultivation so far?"
"I don't know, according to the current concentration of spiritual energy, there should be all over the cultivation sects here. I also find it strange... Keep moving forward. As long as you can find local cultivators, you can understand the situation."
The surroundings began to become deserted. Mi Xiaojing had been flying for several days. During this period, it was flying low except for the time of practice.
Mi Xiaojing ignored it and kept flying in a straight line. Before he met someone, he would continue like this until he met a local cultivator.
Fortunately, Wang Weijun was accompanied by him along the way. Although Mi Xiaojing didn't like it too much, he was not used to being lonely alone for a long time. With Wang Weijun around, the two of them could chat all the way. Mi Xiaojing exchanged his experiences of practicing cultivation from time to time, and also gained a lot.
Gradually, Mi Xiaojing discovered that the nearby spiritual energy became disordered and violent, and it became more and more serious. Fortunately, the method he practiced was special and was not affected by the violent spiritual energy. If an ordinary cultivator was not able to go deeper here.
The ground began to be uneven and the plants became extremely rare.
The crisscrossing gullies surprised Mi Xiaojing because he saw that this was not formed naturally, but traces left after the battle. Some deep grooves were hundreds of meters long, and it was obviously a weapon slashing on the ground. After a long period of weathering, it had become blurred.
The violent spiritual energy made Mi Xiaojing very uncomfortable, especially the traces left on the ground, which had a very fierce murderous intent. After so many years of exhaustion, this murderous intent was still very powerful. Even Mi Xiaojing was a little overwhelmed and needed to dodge from time to time.
"This place is completely unsuitable for people to survive, and it is lower than that of the Nascent Soul stage. Don't think of going over there."
"Stop talking, am I doing this?"
"Idiot, you don't need spiritual energy, just use the power of the star power, of course you will not be affected. If you change to a normal cultivator, you will have to retreat when you first enter here because he can't fly!"
Mi Xiaojing thought about it carefully and found that Wang Weijun did not say anything randomly. Such violent spiritual energy would definitely affect the cultivators. First, it could not absorb the spiritual energy. Second, the chaotic spiritual energy here would affect the true energy in the cultivators' bodies. The Dan-Cultivation Stage can barely walk on the ground. If you are below the Dan-Cultivation Stage, you can't even get through.
And the deeper the deeper the spiritual energy, the higher the degree of chaos. I don’t know what kind of masters have fought here, and they even messed up the entire area.
Chapter completed!