On the flying sword, Bai Yi clung to Ni Qiuyu, hugging her slender waist, and looked calm.
It was no different from holding a willow tree.
On the contrary, Ni Qiuyu, who was driving the flying sword, felt his face heat up.
Fortunately, the mountain breeze blowing against his face was slightly cold, and Ni Qiuyu felt that his hot face had cooled down a little, so he could not get angry, so he walked on with his sword in silence.
After flying for a long time, Ni Qiuyu suddenly remembered something.
Looking at the majestic outline of the mountains in the distance, he asked: "You and the true disciple of Fuyao Peak both have flying swords.
Why don't you work together to attack the roots of the piranha?
Although you two My cultivation level is not high, but I still have a chance to cut down the demon flower."
Bai Yi was startled and said to himself that the woman was indeed attentive.
He pondered a little and said, "That true disciple has been frightened.
Not to mention the flying sword, I'm afraid he even forgot how to condense his spiritual energy.
I'm the only one left with no way to deal with it."
The ability of the demon flower."
"Why aren't you afraid?"
Ni Qiuyu turned his head slightly and asked, revealing a section of his fair neck.
"I have been very courageous since I was a child, and I have never been afraid of anything."
Bai Yi said this, as the woman turned her head, a wisp of fragrance floated towards her face, like an orchid in an empty valley.
Smelling this wisp of body fragrance, Bai Yi smiled and said generously: "The fragrance of a virgin is like a lotus or an orchid, a solitary plum in an empty valley." , proud of the snow and the cold.”
"Huh, at such a young age, you still know how to recite poems and compose lyrics.
No matter how good your poems and compositions are, it will not be helpful to your cultivation."
Ni Qiuyu heard the young man's chant coming from behind him.
His heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly turned his head away.
A few strands of hair said with some annoyance.
"Does cultivation require a lifetime of hard training?
If the ascetics change Buddhism to Taoism, wouldn't they all be gifted?"
Bai Yi said calmly.
"You are sharp-tongued."
Ni Qiuyu did not look back, and said in a low voice: "After you have experienced several crises and dangers and smoothed the edges of the young man, you can practice quietly.
We cultivators are actually no different from ascetics.
For a vague idea, Year after year, day after day of hard training, I don’t know where I will fall in the end, but who doesn’t want to become a true immortal and live forever?”
Immortal Bai Yi repeated this sentence in his heart, a common dream for all living beings in the world, and there was a rare indifference in his eyes, like a silent dead lake.
Eternal life does not mean immortality.
Even the immortals with endless longevity may fall, not to mention those cultivators who practice hard for the immortal way.
Almost all cultivators, in the end, still cannot escape the call of the six reincarnations and become a person in the river of afterlife. grains of sand.
The speed of the flying sword is extremely fast.
In less than half a day, it has already approached a tall mountain range.
Once it enters the mountain range, it will reach the central area of Taiheng Mountain Range.
Here, disciples who have not reached the foundation building realm will encounter danger. , which means a certain death.
Even disciples in the early stages of foundation building must be extremely careful.
At the foot of the mountain, Ni Qiuyu lowered his flying sword, frowned slightly, and said with a hint of worry: "There are no traces of monsters on the road.
You can explore the area and return immediately.
There shouldn't be any danger.
Remember not to go any deeper.
Mountains.”
Bai Yi jumped off the flying sword, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Qiu Yu, Bai Yi understands."
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After taking a deep look at the young man opposite him, Ni Qiuyu nodded slightly, rose up with his sword, and his weak figure gradually disappeared into the mountains.
With Ni Qiuyu's cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, it is not difficult to experience the Taiheng Mountain Range.
As long as she does not go deep into the three dangerous areas, there will be few dangers.
Ordinary second-level monsters can no longer threaten the monks in the middle stage of foundation building.
Bai Yi looked at the majestic mountain peaks in front of him, a cold sneer gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he reached out and touched the small scar that had already scabbed on his right arm.
"Tracking magic weapons are rare."
In the cold words, Bai Yi turned to look at the vast ancient forest behind him, and said to himself: "Lock the soul with blood, chase the body with soul, Long Qianli must have borrowed a special treasure from his elder brother before setting off.
That sword turned out to be to collect a drop of my blood.
Lang Wuya has not yet formed a pill, so he will not have a magic weapon.
The tracking treasure should be a high-level magic weapon.
If it is a high-level magic weapon, the tracking range can be up to a hundred miles."
In whispers, Bai Yi deduced the way his enemies tracked him.
After more than a day of experience, he could roughly confirm that Long Qianli should have a tracking weapon in his hand.
Otherwise, if other tracking methods were used, he would never be able to track him.
So silent.
Bai Yi slowly raised his head, showing a strange smile, as if he was mocking the ancient forest behind him, or mocking his enemies in the distance.
Then he suddenly turned around, walked up the mountain with flying strides, his figure getting smaller and smaller, and finally Hidden in the woods on the top of the mountain.
Having been carried dozens of miles away by Ni Qiuyu's flying sword, Bai Yi was now less than ten miles away from Soul Burial Valley.
Standing on the top of the mountain, Bai Yi carefully identified the direction, and finally found a direction before running down.
After climbing several mountains in succession, Bai Yi entered the canyon area between two high mountains.
Although it was not far from the Soul Burial Valley, the mountain road was steep and not as fast as the surrounding forest, so the journey became very slow.
In the quiet canyon, there was a faint mist floating in it.
Even with Bai Yi's cultivation level, he could not see clearly beyond three feet.
As he went deeper into the canyon, Bai Yi's footsteps became slower and slower, and finally he changed to running.
To go.
Although he was walking, Bai Yi's steps were still light and agile, and the low-level magical weapon Fei Lu Sword was taken out early and floated in front of him to clear the way.
Arriving at the depths of the Taiheng Mountains, Bai Yi would not be too cautious and became very cautious.
At the same time, he communicated with the white insect with his mind and let the candlelight sense the outside world.
The white insect is only a first-level monster, but its ability to perceive the outside world is several times stronger than that of a cultivator in the Qi refining stage.
Especially due to the wretched nature of the candle, once a monster stronger than it is discovered, it will inevitably scream.
A small cry of warning.
When using Bai Chong, Bai Yi also had one thought in mind, that is, the danger from behind.
Lang Qianli has been hiding in the dark, and he doesn't know when he will attack.
Now the time to kill Lang Qianli has not come yet.
Before arriving at Soul Burial Valley, Bai Yi will not give the enemy a chance to attack.
The canyon is not too big and can be walked out in less than an hour.
Bai Yi did not encounter monsters along the way.
When the mist in front of him became lighter and lighter, the exit of the canyon was not far away and he could vaguely see it.
To the wasteland beyond the canyon.
With the exit close in front of him, Bai Yi's expression became more solemn.
Just when he was less than a hundred feet away from the outside of the valley, he suddenly felt a faint wave of spiritual consciousness.
"Hey hey, hey hey hey" In the mist behind him, a cold chuckle sounded.
At the same time, a cold light pierced the mist and went straight to Bai Yi's heart.
The moment he noticed the emergence of spiritual consciousness, Bai Yi began to mobilize his spiritual energy.
The wooden sword that was originally suspended in front of him suddenly turned around, went around behind him, and directly faced the incoming cold light. click The sword blades met, and the wooden sword broke with a sound.
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However, the opponent's flying sword was also shattered several feet, and it flew out close to Bai Yi's side.
Being able to cut off the Flying Reed Sword with one blow must have reached the level of a mid-level magical weapon.
When the Flying Reed Sword broke, Bai Yi exerted force under his feet, like a sharp arrow that was taken off the string, and flew straight to the exit of the canyon at an amazing speed. quick.
"Just run, run faster, even faster," Long Qianli's fat figure walked out of the mist and said jokingly.
Looking at Bai Yi who was about to escape from the valley, he actually waved his hand to withdraw his flying sword and walked slowly.
Followed.
No longer hiding his purpose, Long Qianli shouted viciously: "Bai Yi, don't worry, how does it feel to be a prey?
Soon you will experience another wonderful feeling, that is, the feeling of not being able to survive or die."
Ha, hahahaha" Although Lang Qianli was walking, his spiritual power was already activated.
Every step he took was closer than ten feet, and his speed was not slow, just following Bai Yi.
He was waiting until Bai Yi escaped from the canyon and was about to see a glimmer of hope of escape before taking action.
Only killing prey when there is hope is true cruelty.
When Bai Yi's figure ran out of the canyon, Lang Qianli, who was wearing an arrogant sneer, quickened his pace.
After a few breaths, he also walked out of the canyon.
However, Long Qianli used his sword skills to kill outside the canyon.
When he was doing Bai Yi, the sneer on his fat face instantly solidified, and his eyes became horrified
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