For a long period of time, Meng Xueruo was traveling in a kind of time and space tunnel, feeling dizzy and dizzy. She was surrounded by tunnels in darkness with little starlight. She didn't know how long it had been like this, but she suddenly found a circular tunnel in front of her.
At the entrance of the cave, a cool wind began to blow in. I couldn't help but be overjoyed, so I quickly walked over and got out of the cave entrance.
Her eyes were first dazzled by the bright sunlight, and she couldn't open them. She stretched out her hand to block it slightly, and then she could clearly see the scenery in front of her.
At this time, Meng Xueruo stood on a huge stone. The stone was located on a cliff. In front of it was the sea. The bright sunlight shone on the sea, with scattered waves. The sound of waves lapping at the coast could be heard endlessly.
The fishy smell of sea water hit my face, followed by the thought of rich spiritual energy.
"What a rich spiritual energy from heaven and earth. This level is equivalent to a small spirit gathering array!" Meng Xueruo couldn't hide her surprise. She never expected that the spiritual energy in the Eastern Region would be so rich. If she were cultivating here,
, wouldn’t that be faster?
At this moment, feeling the coolness of the sea breeze and the warmth of the sun, Meng Xueruo glanced around and found no other monks passing by. Presumably, the location where she should be teleported was random.
It's better to check the surrounding area first and look for anyone else.
Meng Xueruo activated her spiritual power, rose into the air, and flew quickly towards the cliff above the boulder, carefully avoiding the branches growing out of the stone wall along the way.
After landing, Meng Xueruo realized that she was on a very high mountain peak. Behind her was the sea, and in front of her was a jungle that stretched endlessly. There was no end in sight, and there were many mountain peaks in the distance.
There are three tallest ones, with vague palace buildings on them, full of fairy spirit.
"This is?" Meng Xueruo summoned You Yun to ask what happened.
You Yun stretched out his waist and said, "You've finally arrived. It's been half a month. Those three peaks are the highest in the Eastern Region. They are, in order, Donghua, Zhongling, and Henglian! The three immortal peaks,
There are also three large sects above, which are the most powerful forces in the Eastern Territory. Even though you can see these three immortal peaks now, they are all their projections in the Eastern Territory. Far away, no one in the Eastern Territory can
You can see it everywhere.”
"What a powerful method, this is much more powerful than the Celestial Immortal Sect!" Meng Xueruo was a little shocked.
You Yun looked around and then suddenly realized: "So you are here. This is the west coast. There is a city-state just a few dozen miles east. You can rest there temporarily and ask for news later."
Without doubting his presence, Meng Xuelao spread out her figure and galloped towards the east.
In about half an hour, we arrived at a large city-state. However, there were no soldiers guarding the city. Instead, it was like a market, where people could come and go at will.
Just curious, You Yun explained: "Unlike the Southern Territory, the Eastern Territory does not have any dynasties. They are all places where indigenous people live, or are sects of people who cultivate immortals. However, they do not have a clear dynasty.
Divide forces, abide by discipline, settle in a corner, and seek the way to immortality. Most villages work at sunrise and rest at sunset, without too much intrigue!"
Speaking of which, the Eastern Territory is considered a paradise. However, this territory is a bit larger. If it were not for the entry of monks from the Southern Territory and the Western Territory, it would still be a peaceful territory.
"Why?" Meng Xueruo didn't quite understand.
"There have been long-term battles in the Western Region. Although there are relatively few battles in the Southern Region, the monks and sects are also secretly competing with each other. When they can enter the Eastern Region, they will naturally bring hatred. What's more, those who enter the Eastern Region
The monks all have their own agenda, either for rare treasures or spiritual herbs, so bloodshed and war are inevitable." You Yun's eyes were full of helplessness, as his former small village was lost to the struggles of the monks from the outside world.
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Therefore, here, if you don’t want to cause trouble, don’t let others know that you are a monk from the Southern Region. In that case, they will not give you any good looks.
Meng Xueruo nodded, made a mental note, walked into the city, and blended into the crowd.
The city is almost full of villagers carrying goods to exchange with each other. Almost all the people who come here are familiar faces. Everyone greets each other cordially and discusses what to eat tonight, how the harvest is this year, and whose son is who.
How many rabbits and pheasants were hunted, among which there were naturally some monks placing some spiritual herbs and medicinal herbs or some incomprehensible scroll techniques.
Generally, monks from larger sects will not come to set up stalls to exchange. I guess these people are casual cultivators who are in exchange for spiritual stones.
Meng Xueruo's appearance quickly attracted the attention of many people, and a larger part of the reason was Meng Xueruo's extraordinary temperament and beautiful appearance.
She naturally didn't like to be paid attention to, so she frowned slightly. If she didn't need to rest here and get some information at the same time, Meng Xueruo would definitely leave immediately.
At this time, a young monk wearing a Taoist robe and setting up a stall on the roadside stopped Meng Xueruo and said: "This fellow Taoist, does he need spiritual herbs, or herbs or exercises? I have some rare things here."
Hearing this, Meng Xueruo turned around and saw that there were several glowing spiritual herbs and two tattered scrolls placed on the monk's stall. The stall only had a white cloth as the bottom, and it looked very shabby.
Meng Xueruo walked over and looked at it for a while. The three pillars of spiritual grass were relatively unsurprising, but the two scrolls made Meng Xueruo a little curious. She pointed and said, "Can I take a look?"
This young monk has been setting up a stall here for several days, but no one has come to patronize it. Seeing Meng Xuelao's dress and aloof demeanor, he immediately thought that she was a disciple of a certain sect who was traveling, and he was willing to pay attention to himself.
He was overjoyed and said: "Of course!" He handed the scroll to Meng Xueruo's hand.
"Girl, I got these two scrolls from a secret realm. They are inherited secret books!" The young man did not forget to boast.
Meng Xueruo flipped through it casually and put it down. She looked at the three spiritual herbs with interest and said, "These three spiritual herbs are pretty good. Let's make a price!"
Seeing that Meng Xueruo was not interested in his scroll, the young man's eyes flashed with pity, and he immediately continued to Meng Xueruo: "These three spiritual herbs are of high quality, and I spent a lot of effort to harvest them.
Since fellow Taoist likes it, how about accepting a hundred high-grade spiritual stones from you, fellow Taoist?"
The three spiritual grasses were actually nothing special, and they were all low-grade. Meng Xueruo smiled, looked at the young man and said with a smile: "Look at me, do I look like someone who has been taken advantage of?"