Journey To Longevity

On the surface of the vast sea, a heavy black mist was flying. The monks who saw this black mist from a distance mostly turned their heads and ran in panic. If they were too close, they simply stood there. On the flying magic weapon, he bowed and saluted, not daring to look directly.

There is a monk in the black mist, it is Qin Feng who is wearing a black robe, with a smile on his mouth, he seems to be in a good mood, and he has flown several miles in an instant. The Foundation Establishment cultivators saluting in the back felt the oppressive aura go away, and they didn't get up until they were all clean.

On one of the flying boats, there were two people standing, a monk with a rather rich face, and a strong monk with a bronze complexion. The bronze-skinned monk took off the wine gourd on his waist, took a big sip, and then took a deep breath, his expression was not as stiff as before.

"Give me a sip, too." The rich-faced monk snatched the wine gourd from Xu Su's hand, and poured it like a cow drinking water.

After Tang Yu drank most of the wine in the wine gourd in one breath, he put it down, "I was scared to death, the senior just now is definitely the Nascent Soul Stage, and the aura around this senior..."

After saying this, Xu Su quickly covered Tang Yu's mouth, looked left and right, his expression was a little flustered, and he scolded: "Shen Yan, I can't talk about such an existence!"

Tang Yu broke Xu Su's hand away, only to see that his mouth was covered with blood and oil stains, and a fishy smell rushed to his forehead.

He just wanted to 'spit' a few times, but he thought of something and was afraid of being misunderstood, so he stared at Xu Su whose hands were covered in blood, wiped the blood with his sleeve, and then rinsed his mouth with wine until his mouth was covered with blood. The stench in the room faded away, so he threw the wine gourd to Xu Su.

"Brother Tang, I'm sorry. I was worried about you too!" Xu Su took the wine gourd and hung it around his waist, and said apologetically.

"These two thorn-scale snakes are all entrusted to you." Tang Yu pointed to the two strange snakes under their feet.

The spine-scaled snake's body was about the thickness of an arm, covered with black scales that looked like thin needles. At this moment, their bodies were still twisting, and their slightly flattened tails curled around their calves. However, the heads of the two thornscale snakes had already been cut off by the two of them, and they were stored in storage bags so that they would not be bitten. Besides, apart from the snake skin, the most valuable thing about the Thornscale Snake is its venom. Xu and Su have spent so long in the sea, how can they not plan carefully!

However, this thorn-scaled snake is different from ordinary sea animals. There is a layer of oil under the black scales, which naturally has a fishy smell, which is extremely unpleasant. And when dealing with its black scales, in order to ensure the quality, its blood cannot be touched with gold and stone objects. The best way is to endure the stench and stroke the snake's skin from top to bottom.

Just now Xu Su took half of the skin, he didn't want a senior Yuanying to pass by, he was the kind who was extremely difficult to mess with at first glance, and the two of them were so scared that they couldn't care about the matter at hand. When he heard that Tang Yu was about to say something wrong, he also forgot that he still had snake blood on hand, so he quickly covered Tang Yu's mouth.

"Okay." Xu Su could only nod helplessly. The two of them discussed before that they would each get a thorn scale snake.

The black mist flew for more than a thousand miles in a flash, and when he passed another sea, his eyes suddenly moved, and there was a little surprise in his eyes.

"These old guys from the Hai Clan sneaked into the Inner Sea? Sure enough, Xuanshan and Xifeng are gone. These guys can't help it. Forget it, just don't mess with me." Qin Feng looked down On the surface of the sea, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself.

There is a black shadow more than twenty feet long swimming in the sea. It is a black flood dragon with a ferocious face. It is looking at the bottom of the sea with dark eyes, observing the trend of the spiritual veins in the sea.

I only saw that as it swam by, from time to time, beads of different colors fell down one after another, submerged into the spiritual veins, and I don't know where it put the magic weapon of storage.

In other places in the South China Sea, there are also several Nascent Soul Monarchs of the Sea Clan, like Ao Chan, who are following the trend of Haiti's spiritual veins, and are constantly placing five-color beads.

After about half a cup of tea, the heavy black mist circled around a deserted island before slowly flying down.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, have you got the things?" An old man in a gorgeous brocade robe called after seeing the black mist.

"It can be said that I got it, or I can say I didn't get it." After the fog cleared, Qin Feng came out and walked slowly to Yu Ji. He took off the mask and said lazily. However, the aura on Qin Feng's body at this moment has weakened a lot, at most it is at the level of Yuan Ying's early stage.

"What do you mean?" Yu Ji asked, frowning upon hearing Qin Feng's words.

"I didn't find the rest of "Xiangshan Jue". I only got a Mingqiao Yuangui Brick, which is not what I want..." Qin Feng was also a little helpless.

He took off the half-crying, half-smiling wood grain mask on his face, touched his chin, and looked quite helpless!

"Then what about my formation, fellow daoists still need to deduce it a few times before they can find out the way to break the formation, and at the worst, they should find the way to enter the formation." Yu Ji's expression was extremely ugly!

"I've said it all, if you take me there directly and let me experience it for myself, it will definitely save you a lot of time." Qin Feng had a slight smile on his lips.

"Impossible, don't mention it again." Yu Ji shook his head and refused to agree to Qin Feng's suggestion.

Hearing this, Qin Feng didn't pay attention to Yu Ji anymore, he took out a futon from the treasure storage, and sat cross-legged, with the mask upside down on the grass beside him.

Seeing that Qin Feng didn't leave, Yu Ji released the spiritual pressure, and Hua Hua flew towards the distance with a startled rainbow.

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As for South Xiaocheng.

After Jifeng and Zhang Shiping separated, the Yuanying Zhenjun felt a little bit, and after confirming that Du Yu was in the main hall of the sect, he jumped in the direction and flew towards him.

There is a three-legged copper stove in front of the main hall of Xuanyuanzong, with a flat and drooping abdomen, a round bottom, two ears on it, and slightly protruding mouth edges, echoing the slightly floating string patterns on the body. Wisps of light smoke rose from the furnace, and the hall exuded a faint fragrance of sandalwood.

Ji Feng walked past the copper stove and entered the main hall.

"Master, what's the matter?" Zhenjun Du Yu asked slowly.

"Then Qin Feng's cultivation is indeed as you said, and he is in the late Yuanying period. It's just that this person is neurotic and has a weird personality. Let's not provoke him for now, otherwise the trouble is not worth it!" Ji Feng said lightly. Said.

"What about Shiping, do you want to call him to practice in the secret realm?" Du Yu asked.

After a while, Ji Feng said: "No need, he doesn't have anything that Qin Feng covets, it's fine."

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Several days passed, Zhang Shiping was still sitting cross-legged in the quiet room of the mansion, motionless, like a stone sculpture!