Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu came out of the cave and put away the three formations. "Swoosh", a map jade slip came into his hand, and he pointed the spell, "Ding", a particle flashed and jumped.

Hey, it turned out to be good, and he didn't leave Zhongzhou.

It's good, but it's more than a billion miles away from the central city.

He was teleported to the Great Wilderness far away in the west.

The word "Great Wilderness" is highlighted. No one knows how big it is. Perhaps those who ascended 40,000 years ago knew it, but it is impossible to verify it now.

The Great Wilderness is not an endless desolate wasteland, but also dotted with lush green mountains of all sizes, long and short rivers and lakes.

It is rumored that there is no spiritual energy in the depths of the Great Wilderness. It is a dead land. Not only will people lose their way and can't tell the east, west, south, and north, but it is also full of poisonous poisons that penetrate everywhere. Even the absolute strong man who has reached the great perfection of the spirit transformation can be easily poisoned to death.

There are also huge and powerful wild beasts and poisonous creatures growing there. Although no one has seen them in the past ten thousand years, that is because either those who have seen them have died without leaving any residue, or no one dares to go there at all.

It is very scary and dangerous.

It is a forbidden area in Zhongzhou, just like the Duckweed Prairie in the east.

However, everything has its two sides, with risks and benefits coexisting. The oasis in the Great Wilderness stretches for tens of millions of miles, and the oasis in the Great Wilderness stretches for tens of miles. There are all kinds of natural treasures that do not exist in the outside world and are unique to the Great Wilderness. The spiritual materials and treasures nurtured by several large rivers are second to none and are extremely precious. There are many monks who go to the edge of the Great Wilderness to kill monsters and search for treasures.

However, it is obvious that there are far fewer than those in the Duckweed Prairie.

However, in the depths of the Great Wilderness, it is said that there is a pagoda leading to the upper world. As for whether it is true or not, no one can tell, and no one dares to go there.

Since the treasures of the Great Wilderness are not as good as those of other regions in Zhongzhou, and Yu Zhengxi, one of the top ten super sects, has been the only one in charge for more than two million years, and You Sanren, the first person in the Jigong, has a skill that is comparable to Chen Tianfeng and Tianfu Shangren, and no one can say anything about the two giant spiritual veins.

Zhengxi in Zhongzhou was built by Jigong as solid as a rock.

The dozens of large sects under its rule are very powerful. They are not afraid of Jigong at all when they unite, but their core masters either learned from Jigong in their early years or have a complicated relationship with Jigong. Besides, Jigong is not like a robber who occupies the spiritual veins. They are also worried that they are outnumbered, so they take some scraps or even good spiritual vein branches to distribute to various sects to calm their hearts and comfort their hearts. Deterrence and appeasement coexist, and there are few people or sects who resist.

Although there are no monsters attacking the Great Wilderness in the west, there are countless evil cultivators who kill without blinking an eye and dozens of strange large alternative tribes. In order to compete for the increasingly scarce spiritual materials and the slowly shrinking spiritual veins, the three parties will start a bloody war for seven or eight hundred years, or as short as three or five hundred years.

It is often the righteous human race led by Jigong that wins.

But in the past ten thousand years, the evil cultivators have joined hands with the irreconcilable tribes, and both sides have won and lost. Jigong has lost several large spiritual veins in succession, but the evil cultivators and tribes have not had a good time either, and they have paid a great price, so that the next war was dragged to the longest eight hundred years.

In the past three thousand years, the situation has changed again, as if a great change in the world is about to come. Hundreds of ancient relics and secret places have emerged from the underground mountains, rivers and voids, causing everyone to no longer share the same hatred. Everyone is equal in the face of opportunities, treasures, skills and magical powers. There are countless cases of people from the same sect killing each other and killing each other.

There are wars, but the number has decreased. However, every war is more dangerous than before, because there are many people who have obtained good fortune, which adds many unpredictable changes to the war.

Just like the Jigong, which was on the decline two thousand years ago, if it were not for the sudden rise of the unknown wandering people, and the sudden counterattack of six large sects in the war with evil cultivators and tribes, the Jigong would have been seriously injured and never recovered.

After the war, the Jigong immediately launched a bloody revenge on the six sects. Overnight, they were uprooted and no one was left alive, and they no longer existed.

After this battle, the Ji Palace once again established its mighty power.

Wang Lu did not release the green bird, not because he thought it was too slow, but because he wanted to rush to Yuqing City, the largest city under the jurisdiction of Ji Palace.

However, there were two other reasons.

First, the place where he was was considered to be a little deeper in the wilderness, and he might be lucky enough to encounter the legendary terrible beast. Even though he could sense that there were many treasures in the Hundred Thousand Mountains that made him jealous, the injury of strength delayed him for forty-five years. If he did not treat it, he was worried that it would affect his foundation.

Another point was that he could not wait, he wanted to verify what kind of speed his "Crossing the Clouds" had reached.

Three thousand feet to ten thousand feet is the speed of a finger snap.

Ten thousand feet is out of reach, but surpassing his fastest three thousand three hundred feet should be a piece of cake.