The mountains outside the Gone Earth are surrounded by bands of light, and the energy density is extremely high. Eight extraordinary lairs build their nests around the Jedi.
Wang Xuan watched from a distance, wondering what the ferryman would look like when he saw him, happy to see him, or thought he was a ghost?
He stood on a mountain peak and saw the silkworm snake family, two big and two young, lying lazily basking outside the snake cave. He didn't want to destroy the warm atmosphere of this family, forget it, let it go.
He also saw the mountain turtle, still so active. After the supernatural fruit was picked, it practiced turtle microstepping in that area every day, looking for the enemy. The tortoise, which will not even have supernatural herbs, is a little pitiful, so he decided not to bother.
Then, he saw the silver bear, fleshy, almost rounded into a ball, hardly leaving the den, and he couldn't bear to disturb such a home-loving bear.
Then, he went to another extraordinary lair to observe, and saw that golden strange bird standing on the cliff from a distance, tearing an elephant with its sharp claws, the blood stained the cliff wall, and it was feasting.
Such a difficult bird to get along with, forget it, Wang Xuan looked at it again and again, and didn't want to pay attention to it.
He circled around a lot, and found that the eight lairs were heavily guarded, and it was difficult to approach them. It is estimated that the last time he visited frequently and visited the door three times, the eight extraordinary monsters he provoked were not very hospitable.
"Oula star, he has at least four metal plates in his hand!" Several people found Wang Xuan, furious, retreated quietly, and prepared to find someone to hunt him down.
Wang Xuan had already seen them, and glanced at the direction they were leaving, and didn't bother to pay attention. His goal now is transcendence.
He is going to go directly to the Death Land, the monster fruit cannot be picked now, and all the monsters are on guard.
He felt that the energy accumulated in his body should be enough, Qiwu was digested by him, he drank a lot of Dixianquan, and he also ate a lot of flesh and blood of extraordinary monsters.
Covered in fog, the dead land remains the same, without any change. When Wang Xuan stepped in, all the sounds disappeared, and the sunny dense land transformed into a cold night scene with a silver moon hanging high.
After arriving at this place, his body was in severe pain again, and his pores were bleeding, but he didn't care and got used to it.
Somewhat different is that a yellow metal lump appeared on the only way to the blue lake, which was very large, more than five meters high.
It has obviously been baptized by the years, and the large piece of dusty metal makes people feel unusual from a long distance, but why didn't I see it the first two times?
Wang Xuan walked over and wiped it slightly with his hands. The part of the metal without dust suddenly shone brightly, as if the sun was shining across the sky, revealing its true face, which was so gorgeous.
"This is Sun Gold?!" He was startled. According to legend, this material was added to the refining of weapons by the Immortals. There is such a large piece here? Incredible.
It looks like it has been here for some years. The dead land is very strange, why didn't I see it the first two times?
Wang Xuan took out the dagger, made a gesture, first cut the sword carefully, and what shocked him was that the dagger can cut the sun's gold!
Is this thing reserved for predestined people? Wang Xuan has not forgotten that one hundred grams of Sun Gold is worth 500 million new star coins, which is priceless!
He looked and looked, ready to chop off a chunk with his dagger. The materials used by Lie Xian to make weapons belong to mythological items, and they should be given to Goddess Zhao to exchange scriptures with Lao Zhong. This business should be able to be negotiated.
Clang!
He slashed down with a short sword, and a deep crack appeared on the sun gold. It is estimated that if he slashed with two more swords, this piece of leftover material weighing tens of catties would be able to be cut off.
However, a shocking change happened, the sun's golden bumps shone as a whole, and a light curtain emerged to isolate him.
Wang Xuan took a few steps back. Although he had regrets, he didn't regret too much. He knew that the things of the dead were not so easy to get.
"There are words." He was a little surprised, densely packed words were engraved on the huge sun gold bumps, spreading from the top of the five-meter-high to the bottom.
However, he doesn't know any of these ghost symbols!
He touched the golden light curtain lightly, starting from the bottom, and then he was shocked, there was a spiritual imprint that could be perceived, and it turned out to be a record about him.
In his eyes, the golden ghost painting talisman can be recognized, and it reads: Wang Xuan, three times into the death place, a mortal.
?What is this five-meter-high solar golden bump? There are so many ghost symbols listed, so they are all names and descriptions, right?
He has entered the death land three times, and he is a mortal, so he has a place on the golden bump?
He touched the line above him with his hand, and it turned out that the level was not enough and he had no right to read it.
"What breaks the ranking of gold bumps??No matter how you look at this sea, it looks like a treasure has fallen.
"A volume of scriptures?!" Wang Xuan was in a daze. Did this fall from the moon?
"Sure enough, it's really here. You have entered the Death Land three times with a mortal body, and you have been engraved on the Sun Gold List. This is to be looked at differently." The ferryman sighed.
"Senior, haven't you ever boarded this passing moon?" Wang Xuan was suspicious.
"I haven't been there, but I have seen some strange things happen to it." The ferry said humanely.
The scriptures fell in front of the eyes, exuding hazy light rain, hanging above the bamboo boat.
Wang Xuan felt that something was wrong. There was a silk thread attached to the scriptures, which was crystal clear. Why did it look like a fishing line? !
He went to look at the silk thread on the ferryman's fishing rod, and was surprised to find that the thread hanging from the moon was tougher and more abnormal than the ferryman's fishing line, densely covered with tiny runes, as if it had the breath of the avenue!
He went to look at the cover of the scripture, and there were a few ghostly drawn symbols, which he didn't recognize at all, but soon a spiritual imprint appeared, which made him understand the meaning of the words: Zhangliu Golden Body Technique.
Wang Xuan was moved. He practiced the golden body technique, but now he landed a book that seems to be a body training secret book of Buddhism, which is really surprising.
It's impossible to say that he won't be tempted, but he thought that he would burn himself with a fire at the end of his Buddhist training, so he didn't have much interest.
Wang Xuan asked: "Senior, has this happened before? What happened to the person who took the scriptures?"
"Along this line, it seems to have landed on the moon." The ferryman said uncertainly.
"Is this the moon landing? How do I feel that this is being fished?" Wang Xuan seriously doubted, isn't this just a fishing line? Attached to the fragrant bait, if there are more golden hooks, it will be worthy of the name.
"I'm really not sure about the situation on the moon." The ferryman shook his head.
"The dead land is one of the oldest secret paths, which means that only when there is a dead land can there be extraordinaryness, and the immortals may not have appeared." Wang Xuan opened his mouth and analyzed it carefully.
"That is to say, the passing moon in the sky may be earlier than Lie Xian?" Wang Xuan's face changed when he said this.
Now, there are monsters on the dead moon, or someone, is this fishing?
I don't understand what's going on on the moon at all, even if Wang Xuan is killed, he won't go up there.
Wang Xuan looked at Zhang Liu's golden body technique, and said: "What kind of broken secret book, it's not as good as the scriptures collected in Lao Zhong's study. I really think I haven't seen the world, so take it back!"
While he and the ferryman were dumbfounded, the fishing line went away, took away the Zhang Liu Golden Body Technique, and disappeared into the night sky.
After a short time, the light rain fell like a flying fairy, and another scripture scroll fell from the sky, and it came to the sky above the bamboo boat, connected to the fishing line.
"You're eyeing me, you think I'm a fish, and you want to catch me?!" Wang Xuan pulled out the dagger to read some scriptures. If it's good, you can ponder it. .
He carefully looked at the ghostly symbols on the cover of this scripture, and finally understood its meaning through spiritual branding: the art of purifying the gods in the early days.
He felt that the name was bluffing, and it seemed extremely extraordinary, so he couldn't help but turned to look at the ferryman and asked him if he had heard of this scripture.
"The early Taoists' well-known cheats for exercising the spirit are quite difficult, and they can be regarded as high-end skills!" The ferryman said solemnly.
Wang Xuan read it again and again, but he still restrained himself and said, "Lao Zhong's study has a top-notch secret article that is better than this one, but this one is still not good."
Without a sound, the scripture went away again, disappearing into the night sky.
The ferryman said quietly: "May I ask, who is Old Zhong, and what secrets and unique skills are there in his study?"
At this moment, the fishing line on the moon fell down again, and the light and rain fell, and a radiant scripture bloomed with Dao rhyme, flowing various runes, and slowly fell down.