Author: loves eating cucumbers

The space around the phantom of the warm-colored Supreme Throne continued to tremble and twist, and the seawater around the deserted island set off waves. Until the waves calmed down, this space remained silent.

Time passed little by little.

When the setting sun reflects fiery red light along the sea level.

Only then did the gentle voice speak, "Junior brother, although there are only you and me left in our lineage, the blood of Master and the others has been spilled across the five continents and seas, and this place is our destination, so no matter what,

There is absolutely no room for loss in the five continents and four seas!”

Her voice was extremely cold.

The leader of Chunmanyuan said calmly: "I understand."

The voice fell.

The shadow of the Blood Throne gradually faded.

Just when it was about to disappear, Wen Runsheng asked again: "How much time is left before the ancient blood formation is activated?"

"Fifteen years...maybe even shorter!"

"You still want to insist on breaking through the barrier?"

As the blood disappeared, there was no echo in this sea space.

Wen Run gritted her teeth and cursed secretly for being paranoid, frowning. The strength of the leader of Chunmanyuan was only slightly weaker than hers. If she really took action, she had no confidence in trapping her junior brother. Even if she used the white jade tower left by her master, she would not be able to do it.

At most it can be suppressed.

"Time is running out!"

Finally, with a helpless sigh, the warm throne left.

…

Wei State.

Yunshan swamp and the edge of Shiwanda Mountain.

The silver-white cloud boat passed quickly between the mist-shrouded mountain peaks. Shen Ping and his wife and concubines looked down at the scenery passing by below, feeling slightly ups and downs.

This area was reclaimed by the Jinyang Sect.

It carries so many memories of them.

Although there is warmth and companionship, there is more of the pain and struggle of practicing at the bottom.

"Husband."

"Yunshanfang is coming soon."

Yu Yan pursed her lips and held Shen Ping's palm tightly with her fair hands.

The same is true for Wang Yun and Bai Yuying.

They stared straight ahead without blinking. After passing the mountains, they reached Yunshanfang, where they had lived for a long time.

Mu Jin looked at the generous figure in front of her, and could not help but recall the details of her time in Yunshanfang. When she first met her husband, he was just a talisman master at the third level of Qi training. Every time he went to Zhenbao Building to sell talismans and seals, he would

Cautiously, facing her, an external member of Zhenbao Tower, he never dared to glance too much...

It is his normal state to be wary of embankments.

However, only a few decades have passed, and my husband has not only succeeded in building the foundation, but has also been promoted to a core member of Zhenbao Tower, and is accompanied by two real people in the late Jindan stage.

These changes in circumstances are truly earth-shaking.

When several people's thoughts were wandering.

Yunzhou crossed the last mountain peak.

The vast Yunshan swamp suddenly came into view.

As the light keeps getting closer.

Swamp monsters, large mineral veins, Chenjiafang City...these familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar scenery brought Shen Ping and his wives back to their lower-level days of cultivation.

moment.

Yunshanfang, which is like a small city, has arrived!

The light escapes.

Shen Ping and others landed at the end of the main road in Yunshanfang.

brush.

Immediately, many eyes and spiritual senses came over, but when they sensed the powerful pressure of divine senses, foundation-building spiritual pressure, and even the unfathomable pressure of mana, all the eyes and spiritual senses quickly shrank back, and everyone hurriedly

Bow and salute.

His face looked panicked and uneasy.

They never expected that among this group of people there would be Jindan Zhenren. Such powerful men would usually arrive directly at Jinyang Sect or the prosperous area of ​​Fangshi, and would rarely appear on the edge of Fangshi.

Shen Ping did not care about these casual cultivators, but calmed down and walked along the main road towards Fangshi.

Pei Huoyu and Qiu Ying looked at the Qi Practitioners around them, the vigilance on their faces melting away a bit, and at the same time they restrained the mana fluctuations on their bodies.

The main road goes further inside.

The number of casual practitioners gradually increased.

"The last three amulets, you need them now!"

"Fellow Taoist, please come and take a look at the elixir. This is made by a middle-grade alchemist, and the quality is guaranteed."

"Magical weapons, magical weapons of various grades, monks who need them can come and take a look."

Close to Shimen, Fangshi.

The sounds of hawking from the stalls on both sides came and went.

Many casual cultivators gathered in front of the stall, which looked very lively.

Bai Yuying pulled Wang Yun closer.

The vendor was very discerning. When he saw the robes on their bodies, he said enthusiastically: "Two seniors, the quality of the elixirs here is very good. It is definitely worth the money to train the younger generations. You think you are buying five bottles?" , or three bottles?”

Wang Yun shook her head in embarrassment: "We don't buy it."

The vendor added: "If you buy five bottles, I will give you two bottles as a gift!"

Wang Yun exclaimed.

Bai Yuying glared at the vendor, "You guys, you told me not to buy, don't you understand?"

The vendor shrank his head and said with a smile, "Senior, please forgive me."

Bai Yuying dragged Wang Yun to the next stall.

The wives and concubines seemed to have regained some of their former liveliness.

Shen Ping couldn't help but slow down.

Just walking, he frowned slightly, because he found that it was difficult for him to integrate into such a lively scene like his wives and concubines.

Walking on the familiar main road again.

He is more like a spectator, a passerby.

But the spiritual life around him has gradually drifted away from him.

Standing in front of Fangshi Shimen.

Lift your eyes.

The three characters "Yunshanfang" are still vigorous and powerful.

But when Shen Ping looked at the handwriting written by Jin Dan, he no longer felt dizzy as when he first saw it.

"I'm different."

He murmured.

The look on his face was a little more confused.

Pei Huoyu, who was by his side, noticed Shen Ping's disordered mood, but she did not make a sound, but stayed with her quietly.

Where is Yunshanfang?

She doesn't know.

But she knew that this place must be deeply involved with Shen Ping, and even the memory that he couldn't let go of. Only a place like this could cause his emotions to fluctuate so easily.

Although monks have re-cultivated their realm, their state of mind is equally important.

It is rare for Shen Ping to encounter such mental problems. For him, it is both a difficulty and an opportunity.

Cross over.

In the future, if you break through the inner demon tribulation of Nascent Soul, you will easily break through it.
To be continued...