After standing at Guanling Platform for a short while, Shui Qingyang left with great thoughts. He was not interested in listening to You Feng's introduction along the way, and walked back to the inn silently.

Before going upstairs, he suddenly asked, "I heard you say yesterday that among the eight major alliances, there is an alliance that does not seem to kill human monks?"

You Feng was stunned and immediately replied: "Young Master remembers correctly, it is the Jade Corner Alliance. However, their methods are even more cruel. The reason why they don't kill is to enslave human monks. It is even worse than death when they fall into the hands of that alliance!"

After a while of silence, Shui Qingyang waved his hand and signaled You Feng to take it on his own. He walked up the stairs, turned the passage, and pushed the door into the room.

"It's really impulsive."

Through what he saw and heard in the past two days, Shui Qingyang was basically sure that with his cultivation level, he would dare to run out of Wanling City and live for only two days.

By faith, you can gain luck? You really think that you are the chosen son of God. You won’t know how to die then!

But if he went back in shame, he would be really unwilling to accept it.

Lan Jinsong's threat is one aspect.

On the other hand, he was used to overcoming obstacles in his previous life, and this behavior pattern has been engraved into his blood. When encountering difficulties, he will not use his last method to break up, which will make him feel unsatisfied.

After thinking about it, he decided to wait a little longer to see if there would be a turning point.

In the following days, Shui Qingyang often took You Feng around Wanling City. Day by day, he almost visited Wanling City. As he learned more, his heart became colder.

Over the years, with the exploration of generations of monks, the treasures of the outer areas have shown a trend of exhaustion. Especially in recent years, almost no one has found them.

It is quite good for monks who left the city to go for nothing, but many of them never return to the wasteland.

As for the monks in Guzang who leave the city, you don’t have to worry about dying, just find a knife.

After getting familiar with it, You Feng also asked Shui Qingyang about his cultivation level with a smile, so that someone dared not confess at all, so as not to be regarded as an idiot.

Soon, two months passed in a hurry.

Not only did Shui Qingyang get nothing, but he also spent a lot of money on his body. If this continues, it will probably not be enough to even sit in the teleportation array.

It was a quiet winter night, snow was falling thousands of miles away.

A glass lamp illuminates the inn room as bright as day.

Shui Qingyang was lying on the bed, and he couldn't help but feel anxious. If it weren't for testing the limits and trying to broaden his potential, he would have long been a cultivator in Caixia Realm.

It has been delayed for so long now, but there is no place for heaven and earth treasures. It is a lie to say that you don’t regret it.

But now that things have come to this point, Shui Qingyang still refused to give up, so he decided to try it for the last time.

After turning off the light, he took out the glass mask from the storage ring and put it on. Shui Qingyang came to the exclusive space.

Two days ago, his mental power had completely recovered. Since other methods were not possible, then try the omnipotent monk circle of friends.

With his hand stretched out, a secret book appeared in his palm. Shui Qingyang sat cross-legged, thinking that if he left the city, the most useful magical power should be the speed-type magical power, which can be used to escape.

So which of the mythological creatures in China is known for their speed?

Shui Qingyang thought for a while, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he activated his magic power to his fingers and began to draw.

As his experience increases, he can easily enter an ethereal state, with no external objects in his body, and his energy and spirit are condensed on the creatures he wants to visualize.

In terms of speed, the most famous ones are Phoenix, Kunpeng, Vermilion Bird, etc., but the above creatures are too high, and Shui Qingyang cannot visualize it at present.

He chose another creature.

The head of a peacock and the body of a deer are covered with leopard patterns and have a snake's tail... When the last stroke fell, a vast vast aura rushed over and rushed out of the secret book, turning into a grand green light that penetrated straight into the sky.

boom!

In less than a year, this is the fourth time that the rune monument has shaken the starry sky.

On the last list, all kinds of creatures appeared together, and magic power roared, hundreds of them stormed at one of the creatures surrounded by green light.

The latter was not afraid at all, as if a substantial wind had passed through the mana blockade area at an incredible speed and reached the last list.

At the same time, a rune called the Black Iron Beast was squeezed out of the last list and disappeared before the world.

"No!"

On a certain life planet, an old man with white bearded eyebrows trembled wildly, and his face turned red with anxiety.

Other elders of the same sect, who discovered this change, were all ashamed. When they saw the visualizers who were fresh in the rune, they were all left to grit their teeth.

"Yanhuang, it's you again, why are you still you? You are such a killer thing!" Someone yelled in the exclusive space, losing the majestic demeanor of an elder.

But in the universe and starry sky, more monks only have one feeling, one feeling of seeing ghosts.

"What a joke? I have imagined four runes in less than a year, and I haven't even given birth so quickly!"

"Who is this Yanhuang? Even the Immortal Dynasty cannot have such speed!"

"Incredible, simply incredible..."

Countless monks were stunned by it and were shocked by Yan Huang's record. Even the senior officials of the Immortal Dynasty were speechless when they received the news.

"Yanhuang, are you teasing this princess?"

On the brocade collapsed in a luxurious palace, a girl with a pair of hair combed hair shaking her legs, her face full of shock, and her book fell to the ground without even notice.

The beautiful maid beside her lowered her head and did not speak.

"What kind of rune is this time?" the princess finally came to her senses and asked hurriedly.

When Yan Huang first visualized the nine-tailed fox, she was just interested and did not take the other person seriously.

But now it’s different. An organization that visualizes four runes within a year is worthy of anyone’s attention.

That's right, in the eyes of the princess, Yan Huang could never be a person, but a mysterious organization composed of many visual geniuses.

Xiuhe, the beautiful maid, replied: "It is a rune named Fei Lian, belonging to the wind-type magical power, and is known for its speed."

The princess was even more surprised. She counted the runes created by Yan Huang, and the attributes of each one were completely different. From this we can see that the people in that organization must be all geniuses.

"I made a mistake, I made a mistake. I should have found out that guy's bottom at the beginning."

The princess kicked Jincai hard and scolded Xiuhe: "Why are you still standing there? Go and contact Yanhuang. No matter what method you use, you must find out about his situation for this princess!"

Xiuhe was so aggrieved. She really wanted to ask, Princess, what method do you use to make me use?

In the vast clouds, there is a magnificent palace, with various strange beasts flying, divine pillars rising up the sky, and colorful lights permeate, demonstrating the ultimate prosperity and authority of the world.

In the middle of the hall, it was so empty that it made people feel heart-wrenching. In the silence, a powerful voice sounded: "Che."

"Old slave!" Someone bowed and quietly withdrew...

The wind-type magical powers are not smaller than the fire-type magical powers. When the Feilian rune emerged, the people who contacted Shui Qingyang had never stopped.

There were endless people from human race, demon race, official, unofficial race, all of which were at least Dharma-Eye cultivators, and it seemed that the entire starry sky was alarmed.

Some people are indeed attracted by the Feilian rune, while others have other purposes.

At least there were several people who didn't ask Shui Qingyang's conditions at all. They just wanted to win over them and made a lot of shocking promises. As long as Shui Qingyang nodded, he would immediately have countless resources.

But Shui Qingyang is not stupid, so how could he reveal his identity? Naturally, he refused one by one. Those people were unwilling to give up and continued to contact after being cut off from the conversation.

"Fellow Daoist, I want to exchange for Fei Lian's magical power, but I don't know what are the conditions?" After many times, I finally met a real buyer.

Shui Qingyang said: "I want to know more about Wanling Mountains, especially the Demon League in the Mountains."

“What about specific?”

"No specificity, any aspect is OK."

In fact, Shui Qingyang only wants to know the eight closest leagues, but he is very cautious and does not want to expose too much intention.

Asked each other, Shui Qingyang was not satisfied with the answers he got. It was also a big blame for his questioning. There were so many demon clan alliances, how did they know what he wanted to know?

This situation lasted for several days, and Shui Qingyang never received useful news and almost gave up.

But on the third day, he was contacted by one person.

After learning the request, the other party raised his hand, probably preparing to touch his beard, but when he touched the mask, he put it down in disappointment, and began to talk about his experiences in the demon clan.

"If there are only these, I'm sorry." After listening for a long time, Shui Qingyang interrupted the other party and was about to pinch the contact.

The other party was anxious and shouted: "Fellow up, I have another secret, maybe fellow Taoists will be interested."

Shui Qingyang has heard a lot of secrets these days, but he didn't care about them.

"Oh, this matter is quite secret. Please keep it secret. Do you know, who is the leader of the Jade Corner Alliance and the wife of General Yujiao?"

This topic aroused Shui Qingyang's interest a little, but he remained silent and said in a cold tone: "How could I know."

"The wife of General Yujiao is a human woman. She was robbed outside the Wanling Mountains and met the young General Yujiao, so she saved the woman and brought it back to the clan and became her own woman. Fellow Taoist can you tell why the Jade Horn Alliance did not kill human cultivators?"

The other party wanted to keep a secret, but when Shui Qingyang didn't buy it, he had to ask and answer: "All this happened because of that woman. She couldn't bear to be killed by the same clan, so she persuaded her. Finally, General Yujiao ordered to bring all the human monks back to the alliance, block the mana, and put them all into Yujiao Garden to cultivate plants and trees for the wife."

Everyone knows this kind of thing. If you don’t lie, the other party should be the demon clan in the Wanling Mountains. However, for the demon clan, the above things are not considered secret at all.

"Not only that, I also learned by chance that the Mrs. Yujiao had been separated from her younger brother since childhood and had been worried about it. In order to understand her suffering, General Yujiao ordered that every time he caught a human monk, their bodies must be tested."

"Why is this?"

"Because Mrs. Yujiao's younger brother has had seven red moles on his back since he was a child, which looks like a spoon."

Hearing this, Shui Qingyang's mind was shocked, and a bold idea that made his hair stand up but was heart-pounding.
Chapter completed!