Chapter 108: Advance

Booklet records:
‘Gonggong couldn’t touch the mountain in anger, the Tianzhu collapsed, and there was a big hole in the sky. The sage Nuwa refining stones to replenish the sky has a reputation, but after the Tianzhu collapsed, the sky tilted and the sky was unstable.
At that time, the four sages took action and cut a mysterious tortoise that had existed since the land was opened in Luzhou in Beiju, and took the limbs of the mysterious tortoise to support the four corners of the sky...
That Xuangui had nothing to do with the world, and he felt uneasy in his heart because of such disasters. After being decapitated, its blood filled Beiju Luzhou, and its huge body quickly decayed and turned into a miasma, covering Beiju Luzhou.
Since then, Beiju Luzhou has not seen the sky, from the original lush vegetation to a place of precarious and bitter cold, all souls are tired and poisonous.
Although the sage cut the tortoise to save the world, he was owed to the mysterious tortoise, so he led the mysterious tortoise to reincarnation and became one of the three emperors and five emperors of the human race;
Another sage took action to refine a large fragment of the Zhoushan mountain into a stone monument, which stood in the middle of Luzhou in Beiju, suppressing the grievances of the mysterious turtle and purifying the poisonous barriers here.
Over the years, Beijuluzhou has recovered a bit of vitality, and the Witches have been able to recuperate on the edge of Beijuluzhou...’
Yang Jian lightly brushed the ancient characters on the slips with his left hand, and pointed his index finger on the drop of common worker's blood. He was turning the water-blue blood into strands and slowly sucking it into his fingertips.
He almost understood why those celestial soldiers had to choose Luzhou to attack him.
The miasma condensed in Beiju Luzhou, can isolate most of the fluctuations in the consciousness, so that Yang Jian can't call for help.
I have to say that this trip to Beiju Luzhou was really inexplicably dangerous.
The reason why Yang Jian dared to take a risk is that he actually took Master Yuding into consideration; he felt that if he was in danger of death, Master could always save himself in time.
But this Beiju Luzhou, this Black Mountain...
At this time, I thought about it, if I hadn't become a proper one, and my death would have disappeared, Master could only avenge myself, fearing that he would not be able to rescue in time.
In the future, you need to correct this mentality, otherwise you really are joking with your life.
Therefore, he did not dare to immerse himself in the blood of co-workers at this time, but in this way, keep his mind sober and slowly turn the blood of co-workers into his own use.
Although it was a little slower, Sheng was calm in his heart and there was no trace of Dao.
Not long after, the twenty-seventh profound beads in the body slowly condensed into...
"The Avenue of Water is of no use to me. Co-workers are enough, but I owe Xiaoyao Sanren a favor." Yang Jian stretched his waist and opened the other book slowly with his left hand.
There is no record of any cultivation techniques and magical powers of Xiaoyao Sanren, and it is still about the history of Beiju Luzhou, but it is a slip related to the Wu clan and written by Xiaoyao Sanren.
It records the location of several major tribes of the Wu tribe, the geometry of the masters in the tribe, and expresses the faint worry that the Wu tribe will disturb the steps of the human race in the name of intermarriage with the human race...
From this, it can be concluded that this Xiaoyao Sanren must be a great power on the human side, and the years when Xiaoyao Sanren lived in seclusion and refined the blood of common labor should be before Chi You's chaos.
"I don't know how long it has been since then."
Yang Jian muttered to himself, sitting there quietly, feeling the breeze blowing from the thatched house, unconsciously immersed in his mind.
Thirty feet above his head, on that layer of rock wall, dozens of figures searched a more spacious mountain space, naturally it was nothing.
The two big Luos were already a little red-eyed, Yang Jian couldn't find it, and their generals had no news. With such a result, how can they return to heaven?
Now that he is not reconciled, he can only conclude that Yang Jian took advantage of his precautions to slay his general and took away his general’s soul, and he had already escaped calmly...
But how is this possible?
"My lord! More than a dozen masters from the southeast have entered Beiju Luzhou! Come here!"
"Explore again!"
After a while, another person hurriedly returned, kneeling behind a Daluo, "I have found out, it was the sixth prince of Donghai Longgong who brought a sturdy man and marched toward this place!"
The two big Luo's expressions were cloudy and sunny, and they exchanged spiritual thoughts, but they could only shake their sleeves.
"Remove the big formation and don't contact them! I'll wait, spread out here, and hide for a few days!"
"Yes!" The kneeling man led his way, and more than a hundred figures rushed in all directions.
After a while, the flags were photographed one after another, and the large array disappeared. And these people each carried a flag, hiding themselves in the poor mountains and bad waters, no more sound.
If Yang Jian could see this scene, he would definitely admire the orders and prohibitions of these people. The most rare thing is that these people, who are gods and golden immortals, can behave like this without complaining...
Isn't what the monk asks for is actually unfettered detachment?
It is impossible for so many people with successful cultivation to give up this transcendence, and I don't know how Heavenly Court did it.
Half a day later, Ao Ji brought the Dragon Palace soldiers and horses to the place, but all he saw was the lonely stone mountain and the riddled and devastated land around the stone mountain.
"hiss!"
Aoji took a breath, his eyes a little surprised.
What fierce fighting is happening here? It was actually able to beat the ground into such a shape, there was not a small amount of leveling within a thousand miles.
"Quickly, go and explore!"
Fifty thousand shrimps, soldiers and crabs will be scattered again, searching here quickly.
They were able to find this place, using the method of searching for the soul and soul. The creatures along this way have seen the "Taibai Jinxing" or a figure similar to Yang Jian.
But here, this method obviously won't work, because the spiritual aura within this thousand li is gone, even a poisonous insect can't be seen!
"His Royal Highness! There is a hole on the top of the stone mountain. Do you want to go in and investigate?"
"What else are you reporting back, hurry in and take a look!" Ao Ji patted his thigh, feeling worried.
My sister-in-law finally got married, is she going to be widow again?
Bah, baah!
Actually say this unlucky thing! When he came, his father still smiled and said that Brother Yang had a deep blessing and long luck, and there would definitely be no disaster...
But seeing such a bleak scene here, he couldn't relax no matter what.
Soon, a soldier and horse who entered Shishan came to report back, saying that they couldn't find any trace of Yang Jian.
Ao Ji sighed, and the clue was broken right here, and there must have been fierce fighting methods here, almost the kind of breaking the ground...
"His Royal Highness, it is better to go back to the palace to discuss."
"Oh, that's fine," Ao Ji shook his head, sighed, and returned to the East China Sea Dragon Palace with 50,000 shrimp soldiers and crabs.
When they left, the more than one hundred figures gathered again, and after some discussions, they dispersed again and disappeared everywhere in Beiju Luzhou.
They didn't give up, they had to find Yang Jian and their generals before they would give up.
At the bottom of the stone mountain, in the thatched house.
Sitting on the wicker chair, Yang Jian pointed his right index finger on the drop of Gonggong's blood that was one-third smaller, carefully savoring what.
There were illusions in front of him from time to time. It was a giant with a disheveled hair fighting against each other, like a madman, roaring endlessly.
There was a hostile spirit in the Gonggong's blood. Previously, he wanted to get into Yang Jian's mind, but Yang Jian discovered it in time, and temporarily blocked it with profound energy.
But the hostility is getting more and more, and Yang Jian's Yuanshen's power is not too strong, even if he is behind the profound energy, it is faintly affected.
As a last resort, I had to temporarily interrupt the absorption of common labor. Yang Jian raised his right hand and sat in a wicker chair to wash away the hostility. UU reading www. uukānshu.cOM
More and more illusions appeared in front of him, but Yang Jian kept telling himself that it was just the anger of the co-workers, and had nothing to do with him. It was just a spectator and a quick look.
Twenty-nine profound beads had already been condensed in his body. If it weren’t for the 25th that was almost condensed in the first place, it was just a matter of two days’ effort that he had condensed into four profound beads.
Xuanzhu eighty-nine is the realm of the most temperamental.
In normal practice, I don’t know how long it takes for a profound bead to condense, and the more difficult it becomes as it goes further...
Not to mention, Yang Jian has to break through the fifth limit; how to break through, he has no score in his heart now.
"Where can I get more ancestral witch blood?"
Yang Jian couldn't help but think of the blood of the ancestor witch. He didn't have any clues for a while, and he couldn't go to the underworld to find the Empress Houtu for bleeding...
Profound energy was slowly dissolving those hostility. After ten and a half months, it would be difficult to continue to absorb the common blood, so Yang Jian closed the wooden box.
He squeezed out a white jade bead between his fingers and placed it on the table, slowly tearing off the Xuan Gang around the bead to diffuse a little profound energy.
People, just can't be idle, always find something to do.
"Don't want to come out to talk?" Yang Jian asked, as if he was chatting with an old friend about his parents.
This orb was silent, but in Yang Jian's perception, this orb was actually taking advantage of this opportunity to quietly absorb the vitality in this small space.
"Do you really think I can't help you?"
Yang Jian pointed out two mysterious gangs and squeezed the orbs on the table. Then he repeated the old technique and made a small auger bit with the mysterious gangs, which was placed on top of the orbs.
The Xuangang drill bit was urged to rotate, and after hearing a squeak, it directly shot the orb into a thin layer of light chips!
"You! What are you going to do!"