The Sims, My Alien Path

He took out Li Hongyun's storage bag, and his consciousness easily broke through the remaining restrictions.

What appeared in his consciousness were two million spirit stones, several spiritual herbs, and three jade slips.

The jade slips recorded the Life-Eating Spirit Light Spell, the Green Wood Spirit Art, and a Wood Escape Spell.

"For a Yuanying cultivator, his belongings are quite shabby." Ling Tian curled his lips, with a flash of disdain in his eyes.

But soon, he smiled with relief and muttered to himself: "Yes, the higher the cultivation level, the greater the consumption. If he hadn't fallen to this point, he wouldn't have pursued me for a little chance and ended up like this."

Standing up, Ling Tian looked into the distance.

The sky was already turning pale, and a new day was about to begin. The breeze blew on my face, bringing the smell of soil and grass.

"This barren land can no longer satisfy my cultivation needs. It's time to find a wider world and compete with those true geniuses."

A trace of longing flashed in Ling Tian's eyes, but then he frowned and whispered: "But before that, there is one thing that needs to be settled..."

Thinking of this, he looked at his clone, and then turned into two streams of light and disappeared in the morning light.

The world returned to peace, as if this earth-shaking battle had never happened.

Only the deep traces of battle on the ground still told of the life-and-death contest that had been staged here.

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The green mountains are like dark blue, and the clouds and mist are lingering.

A towering mountain pierces the sky, and a cave can be vaguely seen on the mountainside. Several spiritual formations are arranged outside the cave to isolate it from the outside world.

The formation flashes with a faint spiritual light, which complements the misty spiritual energy in the mountains.

In the cave, a figure is sitting cross-legged.

This is a young man who looks to be in his early twenties, wearing a green shirt and a handsome face.

At this time, he was meditating and practicing, with a faint spiritual light lingering around him. As he breathed in and out, strands of spiritual energy were constantly absorbed into his body.

Suddenly, the world shook!

A shocking spiritual power wave swept over, and the entire mountainside trembled.

Outside the cave where the young man was, the protective formation fluctuated violently, and the spiritual light flickered, as if it could break at any time.

"Boom!"

A loud noise came, accompanied by a dazzling light, and the whole world seemed to lose its color at this moment.

Even the protective formation in the cave could not withstand such an impact, and ripples appeared, and the spiritual light flickered.

The young man suddenly opened his eyes, and there was still some of the emptiness and clarity in his eyes when he was practicing.

Feeling the terrifying fluctuations from the outside world, his face turned pale in an instant.

"What level of battle is this?" He was secretly shocked and whispered: "To be able to produce such a terrifying spiritual power fluctuation, it must be at least a duel between Yuanying stage cultivators, right?"

"For a battle of this level, the aftermath of any spillover is enough to take my life!"

The young cultivator quickly stopped his training and stood up, sending out his spiritual consciousness, carefully exploring the situation outside.

From time to time, brilliant light flashed across the distant sky, and terrifying spiritual power fluctuations rose and fell, and the whole world was shaking.

"No, I can't stay here any longer." The young cultivator's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he said anxiously: "In this direction, the aftermath of the battle is spreading here, and it won't be long before it will reach here."

"Although the cave is protected by a formation, in the face of a battle of that level, this protection is probably no different from paper."

After thinking for a moment, the young cultivator gritted his teeth and quickly packed up his belongings.

"As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. For now, it is more important to avoid the sharp edge."

He pinched the magic formula with his hands, and his body turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the cave.

As soon as he came out, the violent spiritual power almost lifted him up.

The young monk quickly stabilized his body and looked around. There were lightning and thunder in the distant sky, and two figures were fighting fiercely.

Every collision would arouse earth-shaking spiritual power fluctuations, and the spiritual energy within a hundred miles would be disordered.

"What a terrifying battle..." The young monk took a breath and did not dare to stay for long. He immediately used his body skills and rushed away from the battlefield.

After flying for about ten miles, the young monk found that the battle fluctuations behind him gradually subsided.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth gradually returned to calm, as if the earth-shaking just now was just an illusion.

"The battle... is over?" The young monk breathed a sigh of relief, paused, and turned around to see the situation.

At this moment, his pupils suddenly contracted!

A young man in a black robe appeared less than ten feet behind him.

The man had a handsome face and a noble temperament, but he was shrouded in a layer of chill, like the ice of the sky, which made people shudder."Ah!" The sudden change made the young monk scream.

You know, although he is only in the Qi Refining Stage, because he has practiced the Soul Technique, his spiritual awareness is comparable to that of a Foundation Establishment Stage monk.

Any movement within a radius of two miles cannot escape his perception, but how did this person in front of him approach silently?

This cognition made the young monk's heart alarm, and cold sweat instantly wet his back.

He subconsciously stepped back a few steps, his Adam's apple trembled, and he couldn't even speak clearly, stammering: "Senior...Senior..."

"Humph, what are you howling for?" The man frowned slightly, his voice was as cold as frost, and he said coldly: "I just want to ask where the nearest monk gathering place is."

The young monk then noticed that although the young man in front of him had an amazing momentum, his face was quite young, and he looked about twenty-five or twenty-six.

But those eyes were as deep as the abyss, as if they contained endless vicissitudes, which formed a sharp contrast with his young appearance.

This person was none other than Ling Tian, ​​who had been searching for a whole day.

His original body and clones had been shuttling back and forth in the mountains for a day, and his spiritual sense covered an area of ​​500 miles.

With the original body and the clone, the search range was even wider.

In this short day, Ling Tian's original body and clone had already searched tens of thousands of miles with their spiritual sense.

If it weren't for the fact that it took some time to identify each person in a crowded place, and if it wasn't for the fact that it took a lot of time to continuously expand the spiritual sense and it took time to recover, the search range would be even wider.

The purpose of the search was, of course, to find Han Feiyu's trace and plan the soul refining technique.

Although Ling Tian was powerful enough to force Han Feiyu to hand it over, he was afraid that he would take out a fragment, and it would be troublesome if his soul had problems during cultivation.

That's why he didn't plan to force Han Feiyu to hand it over, but used other means.

But if things didn't work out, he would force him to hand it over.

At this time, Ling Tian finally found Han Feiyu.

He saw Han Feiyu in a cave in the mountains. In order to force Han Feiyu out of the cave naturally, the main body and the clone fought.

When Han Feiyu was far away from the battlefield, Ling Tian put away the clone and flew behind Han Feiyu.

At this time, seeing Han Feiyu, a son of destiny, actually screamed when he saw him, without the demeanor of a cultivator at all...

Feeling the oppression of the "senior" in front of him, Han Feiyu hurriedly replied respectfully: "Reporting to the senior, about 500 miles in that direction, there is a large-scale Xiuxian market."