I have an eternal eye

The Immortal Vine comes from the Qinglan Realm.

There was no prompt in the previous information about the Eye of Spiritual Vision.

Is this world already broken...

Zhang Biao was shocked in his heart, but his face remained calm. After taking the jade slip, he confirmed the location and ordered Master Qianji to activate Youqian City.

Youqian City is activated every time, causing earth-shattering effects.

The River Styx surged and the twelve o'clock dream evil rolled around. The whole city was jolted and began to accelerate wrapped in thick black mist.

If he were an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator, he would surely stumble around and become as cold as ice due to the Yin Qi in the city.

Of course, the few passengers would be fine, but they all frowned slightly.

Zhang Biao also had a sudden thought, because Master Qianji secretly told him that Chi Fengzi wrote a sentence in his comment: If you travel on the River of the Underworld, your skills are backward and the speed is slow, which is not conducive to stealth...

Moreover, I added at the end that the ruins possess the Twelve Hours Dream Evil, but they were seriously damaged and were not protected by the Heaven-Bearing Tree.

Zhang Biao knew in his heart that as long as he invited people into the city, it would be difficult to keep secrets in the eyes of these well-informed experts.

However, Youqian City was severely damaged because it was missing an important object, which was the giant bronze tree entrenched above the temple.

It turns out that thing is called Babel tree.

I don’t know whether it was like this originally or was destroyed by "Xiang Liu" when the Longshan Realm was destroyed.

In short, he only got the shell of a treasure.

The Styx drive was the best way he and Master Qianji could think of. Although the movement was a bit loud, it could at least make Youxian City move.

Now it seems that it is completely beyond the eyes of these people.

But now that the matter was over, Zhang Biao didn't bother to think too much. As long as the person was delivered safely, the mission would be considered completed.

As for whether it can pass, we can only leave it to fate.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao secretly warned him.

After a period of air and sea navigation, Master Qianji also had a good idea and immediately turned on the acceleration mode.

I saw the tentacles of the black mist of the Twelve-hour Dream Evil rolled up, wrapping up the entire Youqian City, colliding with the Styx River behind, making a huge roar, and the speed suddenly increased.

At the same time, it’s also bumpier.

Like a tank, emitting thick smoke, driving at the speed of a racing car on a bumpy road.

Chifengzi shook his head slightly, still not saying a word, keeping his head buried and recording.

And the young man in green still looked indifferent. With a wave of her hand, the four maids behind her took out the tea set and stove from the storage artifacts, and started boiling tea leisurely.

I don’t know what kind of treasure the tea is. The fragrance of tea is overflowing. Zhang Biao feels refreshed just by smelling it.

The young man in green then smiled and said: "You two, we still have some time on the road, why don't we come and have a cup of tea."

Chi Fengzi glanced at Zhang Biao, then shook his head and said: "You just do what you want, don't embarrass us."

Zhang Biao also nodded slightly to express his gratitude.

He is not a cautious person, but in this ferry mission, every word and deed will be recorded. Even Chi Fengzi refused to accept the invitation, who knows what taboos there may be.

And Zhang Biao also vaguely guessed the rules of the ferryman.

In the vast world, those who can come into contact with "Xuanhuang" must have secrets, especially the journey to break the world.

Don’t ask, don’t listen, don’t care, don’t say much…

Just complete the ferry and don't stir up trouble. This may be the ferryman's creed.

In this weird atmosphere, Youqian City shuttled through the sky for dozens of hours.

Zhang Biao suddenly thought of the Witch King. No wonder it would take decades to break through the dream world even if the other party had the Emergence Gu and chose the safest dream world.

This Kukai alone would make most people despair.

At this moment, a strange phenomenon finally appeared in front of him. It was a group of crazy and twisted dark clouds. The closer they got, the bigger they became.

Zhang Biao's expression also became solemn.

As shown on the map, this is the Dream World of Qinglan Realm.

If it were a normal world, it would be like the ancient Yuan Dynasty, becoming a layer of dream world and sea of ​​clouds. At the top is the living dream bubble, which appears in dreams and disappears when you wake up. Below is the increasingly dangerous residual dream layer. .

And this Qinglan world has been destroyed, there are no living people, the residual dream layer has also been turned into a pot of porridge, sediments are rising, any kind of ancient existence may appear...

This is the danger of this trip.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao looked at the young man in green shirt.

These people are all golden elixirs, but there are some terrifying existences. Even if they encounter golden elixirs, they will be dead, depending on where this person is going.

If he were to go deep into this chaotic residual dream layer and stay for ten and a half days, he would have to consider whether to continue to accept the test.

Because it is purely seeking death, without any chance of survival.

I saw the green-shirted young man coming to the city and looking at the crazily stirring dark clouds of Remnant Dream in the distance. There was no fear in his eyes, but instead they were full of sadness and nostalgia.

After a long time, he finally said: "Excuse me, just enter the perimeter. Hold on for seven days and then leave."

Zhang Biao breathed a sigh of relief and without any nonsense, he directly ordered Youqian City to be activated, rushing into the dark clouds along with the rolling Styx River.

Different from the residual dream layer of the Ancient Yuan Realm, there is no order here. The huge dark clouds turned into tornadoes and turned into cloud holes of various sizes.

Rumble... Bloody thunder flashes from time to time.

"Roar!"

As soon as Youqian City broke into it, a black fog figure rushed towards him with a shrill roar. It was a mysterious nightmare.

Zhang Biao had already prepared for this situation.

The red light of the "Thousand-faced Youluo" Nightmare Curse shot out again, gathered a little, and tore it apart. The Hades puppets also moved out one by one to completely strangle the nightmare.

These Hades puppets were wrapped in the twelve o'clock dream evil, and they looked like huge tentacles of black mist devouring this mysterious nightmare.

Of course, this is just the beginning.

The intrusion of Youqian City seemed to alarm the area. Dense nightmares appeared in the dark clouds, with strange images, rushing towards Youqian City from all directions.

Naturally, Master Qian Ji also became fierce. He waved all the twelve o'clock dream demons and all 108 Hades puppets were dispatched to block all the swarming nightmares.

At the same time, a large amount of resentful spiritual energy was also absorbed and decomposed through the Twelve Hours Dream Demon, quickly replenishing the losses in Youqian City.

Not only that, but there is still enough energy left to maintain the "Thousand-faced Youluo". The nightmare curses shot out from the densely packed faces on the city wall occasionally scatter the curses to kill weak nightmares. Occasionally, they gather together and cooperate with the Pluto of Hades to tear the Xuan-level nightmare into pieces...

Zhang Biao breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. If Youqian City could not stand in this attack, then this mission would be declared a failure.

Now it seems that there is still some energy left.

Youqian City's methods came out, and Chi Fengzi was obviously a little surprised. He nodded slightly and wrote some comments.

The green-shirted young man looked solemn and said, "I'm going to set up an array to attract some things. I won't be disturbed during this period. You're done."

After saying that, he reached out and waved his hand, and bamboo slips flew out from his sleeves, flying up and down around him, changing in unpredictable ways.

At the same time, the other party also closed his eyes, took out a jade flute, and blew it gently.

This jade flute is also weird. It seems to have no sound, but the sound of the flute can be heard in the minds of people around it, melodious and sweet.

At the same time, bamboo slips flew out one after another, quickly dispersed in the air, and disappeared into the clouds in all directions.

The four maids were not idle either. Two of them stood at the top of the city, flying swords buzzing and trembling behind their backs, looking around cautiously.

The remaining two maids laid out a large pile of bamboo slips.

These bamboo slips were obviously related to the ones that had flown away before. Occasionally they would break with a click, and the maid would murmur incessantly according to the broken lines for sound transmission.

Although Zhang Biao didn't know the reason, he could vaguely see that this was some kind of divination method. He used bamboo chips as a divination tool and judged good and bad luck based on the broken lines.

Thinking of this, he withdrew his eyes and stopped paying attention.

Outside Youqian City, it has completely become a battlefield, with nightmares like a tide, Hades raging, and thousands of curses and red lights crisscrossing the area.

And this is only the periphery.

No wonder Hu Meiniang said that if she asked him to give up this assessment, if he didn't spend a lot of money to transform Youqian City, he might not be able to withstand even one impact.

But this is also a good thing. Youqian City has become a murderous weapon under their sacrifice. As long as it can resist this situation, it can support war with war and make the city defense system continue to grow.

The fact was just as he expected.

A large amount of resentment gathered, and the power of "Thousand-faced Youluo" continued to increase. Thousands of red lights shuttled back and forth, becoming more and more dense...

Those Hades puppets were tireless and fighting madly, with blue hell fire burning in their eyes and an ominous aura all over their bodies. The more they fought, the braver they became...

These are all due to the layout of Youqian City.

Because of absorbing the "moment" that has the rules of activating dead objects, Master Qianji can form metal spiders everywhere in the city. Whenever a magic circle cannot bear it, it will be immediately reinforced and repaired.

After killing the nightmare, the surging resentment and Yin Qi will be adjusted by the soul-eating cicada swarm, and the excess will be cleaned up in time to avoid blocking the formation.

The situation seems dangerous, but Youqian City is as stable as Mount Tai.

And Zhang Biao was not idle either.

Whenever a Xuan-level nightmare is killed, he will activate Nuo Nian to absorb the red light essence and broken memories.

Hu Meiniang said that this is not a violation.

After completing the task and not harming the interests of the guests, seeking benefits for themselves is the benefit that the ferryman deserves.

The previous ferrymen gradually rose up because they followed "Xuanhuang" into the secret realm and got some soup and water.

Just like this time, without the intelligence of Mr. Qingshan, he would not have even thought of finding this broken dream of Qinglan Realm.

For a moment, Zhang Biao's mind was filled with light and shadow.

He has long been accustomed to checking key information quickly.

The first one is the leader of a small sect in the Qinglan Realm. His life experience is a bit like that of Gu Chou. He rose from humble beginnings, founded the sect step by step, and died while exploring the residual dream layer...

The second one is a great demon whose body is made up of exotic flowers and exotic herbs. Absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, worshiping the demon cultivators and cultivating, while exploring the residual dream layer, someone inexplicably stole his body...

Unlike the Ancient Yuan Realm, the harvest this time is not small.

There is almost no ocean in this Qinglan world. It is all endless mountains and plains, covered by towering dense forests. Therefore, there is considerable research on the art of plant control and alchemy.

He found many elixir recipes from the memory of the first leader of the small sect, and saw various rare and exotic herbs from the memory of the second flower demon.

Although these things are impossible to appear in the ancient Yuan world where spiritual energy is declining, they can increase one's horizons.

And the most precious information is about the Immortal Vine!

There will be more in the evening