Immortal Sword Cultivation

In the boundless sea.

One day, two figures suddenly flew up from the water, and then drove away with two swords.

In the depths of the sea, a real dragon looked at the leaving figure and sighed: "After all, the road to the strong has come out by himself, Qing'er, I will rely on you in the future."

After speaking, the mysterious real dragon once again entered the dragon palace and disappeared.

At this time, Xiaoqing took out a flying spirit weapon and sat with Wang Chen before flying to Lingzhou.

"Qing'er, this flying aura is pretty good. The speed is several times faster than mine, and the defense is also extremely good, just a bit ostentatious."

As Wang Chen said, Qing'er pouted and said:

"Why, the speed of this flying spirit weapon is too general, much worse than the magical power of the escape technique. If this continues, I don't know when it will reach Lingzhou."

Upon hearing this, Wang Chen was taken aback.

There is no doubt that the speed of the flying spirit weapon can be compared with the speed of the magical power escape technique. As for the speed of the magical power escape technique, it is really unnecessary.

"Don't worry, hurry slowly, it's still a long time."

As Wang Chen said, he smiled, and then he said, "Yes, I have recognized a younger brother. Then you can meet him. Well, he is a mouse."

"real?"

Qing'er showed a sly look, a little excited, but then continued: "I don't know where Uncle Ghost has gone. I haven't seen him for a long time, hehe, now I should be better than him!"

Wang Chen smiled without saying a word, Venerable Ghost's strength was terrifying. At the beginning, it didn't show much in front of Wang Chen, but even if it hadn't made much progress in the past thousand years. It will not be inferior to Wang Chen.

"Guilao should be in Lingzhou, I have visited almost all places except Lingzhou before, and I haven't found any whereabouts of Gui Lao. It should be in Lingzhou, or else I will go to Central Xianyu."

Qing'er also nodded.

In terms of relationship, apart from Wang Chen, the relationship between Venerable Ghost and Grandpa Zhenlong and Qing'er is the best. Grandpa Zhenlong is an elder and cares about Qinger in every possible way. Venerable Ghost is a playmate, and Venerable Ghost is playing crazy with Xiaoqing, causing trouble.

As for Wang Chen, he was the closest relative, and his unexplainable feelings.

"Qing'er, let me control the flying spirit weapon. Anyway, I have nine souls. It doesn't affect your cultivation very much. You have just advanced to the fairy beasts and survived the tribulation. During this time, you can stabilize your cultivation. Improve your strength a little bit, and strive to help me in the future."

Wang Chen persuaded. Qing'er also grumbled and replied:

"My brother will say that to me, don't worry, I will soon become stronger. When I arrive in Lingzhou, I will leave the innate ice energy to me. Don't worry."

Qing'er patted her chest to make sure, provoking Wang Chen with a grin.

Xiaoqing in a short time. It can be said that it is a great improvement from before to receive the blood line of the fairy beast, and to survive the Five or Nine Tribulations.

With this progress, there are hidden dangers that the foundation is unstable and the strength is not displayed. Therefore, Wang Chen has to control the flying spirit weapon by himself and let Xiaoqing carefully consolidate the basic idea.

Qing'er's body turned into a ten-foot-long flood dragon, huddled in the flying spirit weapon, and began the training to consolidate the foundation, while Wang Chen smiled slightly, and then a shadow of a tree appeared behind him.

This tree is very ordinary, simple and unpretentious, but it carries a quiet, spiritual and peaceful atmosphere, which makes people can't help calming down, and greatly accelerates the speed of cultivation.

By Wang Chen's side, Xiao Qing naturally felt this too, but with this tranquil state of mind, Xiao Qing felt more comfortable, shaking the dragon's body a bit, and then ??? fell asleep.

Wang Chen was helpless and did not wake her up.

Xiaoqing's blood is enough, even if he sleeps, he can grow to the Mahayana level, so Wang Chen asked Xiaoqing to do something.

Above the flying spirit weapon, Wang Chen was controlled by one soul, and the other eight souls began to practice carefully.

But above the flying spirit weapon, even if Wang Chen wanted to write about love and retreat, it would not work. After all, Wang Chen had to be careful of unexpected situations.

Therefore, Wang Chen's cultivation efficiency is not high.

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Lingzhou, located in the southernmost part of the Tianyuan Continent, is a newly-emerged continent. The ancient battles, the heavens and the earth were broken, and the Tianyuan Continent was broken and divided into a fragmented continent.

Seven hundred years ago, the continents reintegrated, not only that, but a new continent appeared in the southernmost position.

This continent is called Lingzhou.

Lingzhou is larger than other states, or even much larger. According to the areas that have been ascertained now, there are already two states the size of.

It is possible that Lingzhou is really as big as four or five states.

Unlike other states, Lingzhou has no human monks before. It can be said that it is an undeveloped area that contains countless opportunities.

A variety of treasured spiritual materials, a cluster of spiritual veins, and monsters are everywhere, making it a good place for monks to explore.

Whether it was casual cultivators in various states or elite disciples of various sects, they all rushed towards Lingzhou, looking for opportunities inside.

Among them, a large number of monks entered it and never came out again. I don't know whether they died in the hands of monsters, humans, or trapped somewhere.

However, what is more well-known is that the cultivators who were not well-known, found the cherished spiritual materials in Lingzhou, if it weren't for the high price, the strength was greatly improved.

In the depths of Lingzhou, monks of great supernatural powers are constantly haunting them, fighting together with the masters of the demon clan in Lingzhou.

It attracted countless monks to talk about it endlessly.

However, when Wang Chen was just starting out, a dozen merchant ships ushered in the newly built harbour in the northwest of Lingzhou a few years ago.

The merchant ship stopped, squeaked twice, and two figures sprang down.

Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be two mice. One was a pure golden mouse, which looked heroic, and the other was just a slightly black and yellow mouse with a trace of mystery.

"Fellow Daoist wait a minute, wait a minute."

Little Mole was just about to leave. A figure chased after him, and when the figure approached, he found the owner of the merchant ship at that time.

The owner of the ship was slightly in a hurry. After following up, he breathed out and said:

"Friends of Daoists don't worry, this Lingzhou is a new continent, and many things are still unfamiliar. If something happens, Senior Wang will blame it by then, I can't afford it!"

"Humph!"

The little Mole curled his mouth and hummed:

"What can happen. With my strength, the boss can't help me. What can happen, old man, if you have something to say, I'm still busy. I'll leave if there is nothing wrong."

The little mole is about to leave. For most hypocritical humans, the little mole rat has no good feelings.

Except for Wang Chen, the boss, he didn't give anyone a good face.

The middle-aged monk of Merchant Marine smiled bitterly. It has been more than a year since Wang Chen left, and Wang Chen has never appeared again. It was too difficult to get in touch with Wang Chen, a monk with supernatural powers, so he put all his thoughts on Little Mole.

When I was in Xuanzhou, I often invited Little Mole to eat for free, it was just. Even this little Mole didn't have a good face.

"Um, Rat King. I have some maps that Lingzhou already knows here. I hope it will be useful to you. You can take it if you look at it!"

The middle-aged monk said in this tone very aggrieved and forced, as if he was begging the little mole to reap the benefits.

The little Mole stood motionless, and his face didn't look good. The middle-aged cultivator felt tighter in his heart. Randomly thought of the little Mole's strength when he was busy in Xuanzhou, and couldn't help feeling a little cold and sweaty. Then he said:

"Rat King??? Senior, there are some carefully prepared delicacies here, which should be enough to eat for a while, as well as some minerals and spirit stones, do you want to take some along the way."

Without a few words, the middle-aged monk held the little Mole to the point of "predecessor".

Of course, Little Mole itself could not be called a senior, but with Wang Chen's relationship, this was nothing, but the middle-aged person couldn't help but feel a trace of impatience.

"If Senior Wang is here, there is no need to do this."

"Hey," Little Mole grinned. The mouse's eyes contained triumphant and cunning colors. The boss was made a senior, but he was made a daoist friend. This is not a generation lower. Of course Little Mole doesn't. Will be happy.

"You are wise, give it to me."

As the little Mole said, he soon snatched the storage ring that the middle-aged monk had taken out, and then was about to leave, but when he left, he seemed to think of something again, and turned around and said:

"By the way, my boss has a few apprentices. Well, they seem to be a little bit strong. If you meet them, tell them the news of the boss."

When the middle-aged man heard this, his pupils brightened and asked randomly:

"Senior Rat King, where are those fellow Taoists?"

"The Dadao Sect near Leigu, Leizhou, but with the temperament of those people, it is estimated that they have also come to Lingzhou. You can take a look at it."

With that, the body of the little mole turned into a ray of light and disappeared.

After the little Mole left, the middle-aged man showed a thoughtful look in his eyes: "If you want to make the caravan bigger, you must have your own power. In the past, all the big powers had their own caravans, or exclusive merchants. The team, I can’t get in at all. If this continues forever, it’s impossible to grow bigger and stronger."

"Senior Wang, it's a good choice~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Only a monk like him who can easily kill even the top great supernatural power monks of great powers can protect a caravan."

"There is also Dadaozong near Leigu, Leizhou. I haven't heard of it before. It shouldn't be a big sect. It's a good opportunity to befriend them now."

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On the other side, the little mole rat drove the light, and quickly rushed into the Lingzhou mainland.

"Boss, where are we going?"

The golden mouse asked in the light of the little mole, but the little mole said slightly displeased after hearing it: "Don't call me big brother, didn't you tell me, call me big brother, call boss boss."

The golden mouse was silent, the little mole rat thought for a while, and took out a jade slip. This jade slip was given to him by the middle-aged person before. After the divine sense entered the jade slip and looked at it for a while, the little mole rat showed a trace. Smile:

"Xiaojin, let's go, your strength is too weak, find you something to eat to increase your strength." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. , Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)