Chapter 1320: Hokuriku

The Yunjian Continent and the Northern Liang Land are completely two concepts. This is a real continent, more than five or six times larger than the Wild Continent.
The realm of cultivation on the Yunjian Continent is also prosperous. Its foundation is almost the same as that of the Yuanhe waters, but the land is much larger than the Yuanhe waters. It is vast and boundless, with countless cultivation sects, and it is a truly big world.
"My son, there is something Xiaorou hasn't understood." Xiaorou in the spirit beast bag made a sound transmission.
"What's the matter?" Shen Lang asked curiously.
"Sister Hua Ziling should also be in the northern cool place, why don't you go find her? Son, you left the northern cool place without saying hello, wouldn't it be too unfeeling?" Xiaorou couldn't help but Said.
Xiaorou had a good impression of Hua Ziling. Seeing Shen Lang's indifference made her a little bit injustice for Hua Ziling.
"No need, she has her way, I have my way. Meeting is fate, if you don't meet, then you will go your own way. Anyway, it's just a friendship." Shen Lang said lightly.
Xiaorou curled her lips: "My son, you really have no feelings. Sister Hua has been in love with you for so long, don't you have any thoughts?"
Shen Lang coughed, and said solemnly: "I'm sorry, this young man is all intent on saying, not close to women..."
Xiaorou hummed softly: "Xiaorou doesn't believe me! After you break through the Nascent Soul Stage, won't you go to the mistress?"
"Of course it will." Shen Lang blurted out without hesitation, staring into the distance with his eyes, and said calmly: "That's my woman after all. I have to find her anyway."
If he can really break through the Nascent Soul Stage, his primary goal is naturally to find Su Ruoxue.
He had been separated from the woman for too long, too long, and he was very worried. Shen Lang didn't know how Su Ruoxue's life was now, and he didn't dare to think about bad places, just hope she could live well.
Only when Su Ruoxue can be found can Shen Lang truly feel at ease.
Yuan Yingqi's cultivation base is at the top level in this world, and Shen Lang doesn't need to be afraid of wherever he goes. Even if he brings the human world over, he still has to find Su Ruoxue.
What's more, Shen Lang has to look for the rest of the scattered nine-color bone ring, and sooner or later he will set foot on other continents.
These two things can be done together and will not affect each other.
Xiao Rou felt that Shen Lang's emotions became a little complicated when she mentioned Su Ruoxue, she also remained silent and stopped mentioning this matter.
Three months later, Shen Lang flew out of the sea of ​​clouds and came to the northern edge of Yunjian Continent.
He flew endlessly on the sea for three months, and his body couldn't stand the iron hit. Shen Lang's spirit was extremely fatigued, and his spiritual energy was exhausted.
Just after the sea of ​​clouds, there was a barren mountain in the north, and Shen Lang came to the foot of the barren mountain and opened a cave at will.
Putting a simple jade bed into the cave, Shen Lang fell asleep with his head dull, he was really tired.
After sleeping for two days and two nights, Shen Lang woke up, full of energy and resurrected.
Then, he meditated for half a day, restoring the spiritual energy consumed in his body to a full state.
After his body fully recovered, Shen Lang went out of the barren mountain cave again and flew towards the south.
Right now, he has completely stepped into the boundary of Yunjian Continent, Yunjian Continent is huge. With Shen Lang's escape speed in the late stage of the formation of alchemy, it would take a year to fly around this continent without stopping, and one can imagine how vast the area is.
Shen Langchu came here and was unfamiliar with the place of his life. After flying for a few days, he didn't even see the shadow of a monk, but there were so many ordinary mountain mortals, and they could often see mortal houses and even mountain villages.
It may be the reason for the thin aura of the Northern Five Elements, and very few monks set foot here.
After flying for five consecutive days, Shen Lang finally saw the monk's shadow in the jungle deep in a large mountain.
In the jungle, seven or eight cultivators in the late stage of Qi refining are dealing with an iron clamp centipede of the fourth-order pinnacle, all turquoise.
There was a mess around, the explosion of the five-element low-level spells such as fireballs, ice guns and rock cones, a dozen large trees fell to the ground, and sawdust was flying.
"This animal has been seriously injured, let's work harder!" The leader of the team shouted anxiously.
During the rest of the Qi refining period, the monks surrounded the iron clamp centipedes and tried their best to use the five-element spell to attack.
The turquoise giant centipede was covered with blood stains, madly, and made a "hiss" like a snake-like hissing sound, and a large number of green spikes squirmed on the surface, and suddenly shot out towards the surroundings.
"Watch out!"
During the refining period, all monks were horrified and dodge quickly with the imperial wind technique.
A young cultivator in the Qi Refining Period couldn't dodge, accidentally hit by a stinger, screamed, and fell to the ground.
The giant centipede screamed irritably, and quickly rushed towards the man.
"Junior Brother Zhao!"
The other cultivators in the Qi Refining Period exclaimed, with a deep look of horror in their eyes.
Just at this critical moment.
A breathtaking white escape light galloped from the horizon, dazzling like a shooting star.
Immediately after.
"call out!"
A blue-white air sword fell from the sky, and slammed into the forehead of the iron clamp centipede accurately.
With a muffled "bang", the centipede's entire head was blown away, and its flesh and blood flew around, killing him instantly.
The young monk surnamed Zhao saw that the centipede was shot to death, gasped, and was startled in a cold sweat. He immediately took out a detoxification pill from his storage bag and threw it into his mouth.
A white figure floated down into the woods, and the young man with long white hair was standing on the void with his hands, but it was not Shen Lang.
The white-haired man in mid-air exuded compelling spiritual pressure, which shocked the hearts of several Qi-refining cultivators.
The young monk surnamed Zhao was the first to bow down to Shen Lang and said, "Thank you, senior, for saving my life, Zhao Jin, a junior disciple of Wandaomen."
"Lu Chengfeng, a junior disciple of Wandaomen, thank you senior for his life-saving grace."
"younger generation……"
When the others saw this, they also knelt forward and saluted and reported their names.
"My son meets here, he just wants to ask a few questions." Shen Lang said nonchalantly.
"Senior, please tell me, I will know everything." The headed middle-aged monk named Lu Chengfeng said respectfully.
Shen Lang nodded in satisfaction, and began to inquire about the basic situation of Yunjian Continent, as well as questions about the power of cultivation.
These seven or eight low-level monks were a little startled when they saw that Shen Lang was asking such a question in pediatrics, but no one dared to make a sound of doubt.
"Yunjian Continent is divided into Southland and Northland. There is a steep Jedi called'Stigmata Canyon' in between. The north and south are very far apart, and the cultivation forces on both sides do not interfere with each other. Senior, now you are in. The location is the border of Yunjian Beilu." Lu Chengfeng answered respectfully.