Into the Immortal Cultivation

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As the investigation deepened, Wang Qi gradually moved away from Shenjing City and walked deep into the reserve.

The several monsters that Chenfeng tracked and observed were all fixed, and a tracking probe device was implanted in the body. These probes can draw part of the mana from the monster's metabolism for their own operation, and then send a signal to Xianmeng's "artificial satellite", so that the monster's whereabouts are displayed in "Xianxia GPS". In addition, it can also propagate a short-wave signal and can also act as a tracker.

As the monsters on the list are crossed out by Wang Qi, the investigation is coming to an end, and only one eagle falcon can complete the mission. But at this moment, Wang Qi encountered a problem.

"At this time ... what's going on?" Wang Qi looked at the map illusion in front of him, his face tangled. The illusion of this map was directly projected into his consciousness by the calculator. It stands to reason that it should be visible, even the most subtle, at a glance. However, this map is actually blurred?

It should have been a signal source with a small light spot. It turned into a cloud of red ink, and the map itself was somewhat deformed. Wang Qi initially thought this was a problem with the calculator. But he immediately remembered that his current calculator is Qiu Daoyu.

Thousands of cabinets don't consider fake and inferior products as prizes?

Going further, Wang Qi found that the problem was more serious, the map began to be distorted, and it should be that the satellite image suddenly flashed snowflakes. This phenomenon only disappeared after Wang Qi switched to the final route rank [program] at close range.

"It's not the problem of the calculator itself. Is it a strong interference area? Or is it just outside the service area?" Wang Qi tangled: "I have known a map offline."

"It seems to be an ancient demon ruin area, there is an unknown spiritual ban." Zhen Jiezi knows that Wang Qi does not care much about this information, and prompts him.

Wang Qi just vaguely remembered this, as if this happened. When I first came to Shenjing, I heard about the ruins of the demon clan. The sad wind came to Shenjing only because of the excavation work of Xianmeng.

Xianmeng's development of the ruins is very different from the ancient law era. The ancient Fajin ruins are mainly for obtaining inheritance, magic weapons, materials and other properties left by ancient people. But for Xianmeng today, these ancient technologies of tens of thousands of years ago have no meaning, and the history and inspirational ideas they represent are valuable. At this level, the prohibition on the ruins is also of considerable research value. Xianmeng to break the prohibition outside a ruin, first of all, we must study it thoroughly, and then "hack" in by means similar to hackers to shut down the prohibition normally. This process may take a long time, but since this practice does not require the material in the ruins, they can afford it.

Wang Qi jumped up the tree and looked around, and found that there were no signs of human in the surroundings. He couldn't help sighing: "This group of relics is really big. I heard that the archaeological team that even Jindan took the base of a hundred people was excavating. There was no figure here."

Zhen Jiezi explores spiritual consciousness. Now his spiritual coverage is still greater than Wang Qi's line of sight. After a while, Zhen Jiezi said: "There are two people two hundred feet away in the southeast of you, but it's just a bit strange ..."

Suddenly, Wang Qi felt the ring on his hand slightly warm. Wang Qi shuddered, feeling faintly familiar with this feeling, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before, and he subconsciously said, "Old man, don't make trouble."

Zhen Jiezi blamed: "The old man didn't do anything ... Hey? This feeling-wait a minute! The two people outside two hundred feet found you, the foundation period!"

Just when Zhen Jiezi said something, the two sword lights turned out of the forest like a water dragon.

Wang Qi's eyes narrowed: "This swordsmanship ..."

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Li Yuncong and Tang Xiao, two monks during the foundation period, lay on the ground in an ugly posture, holding a few talisman-like instruments, and moved around inch by inch, as if looking for and sensing something.

Tang Xiao has brown skin. Most of the Xia people in China can't get such a deep skin tone. It seems that there should be a mixed race of young people like Nanban. He complained in a low voice: "Is Uncle Zhai crazy? What are the benefits of doing this? There will be no new discoveries at all?"

"Shut up and do it carefully." Li Yuncong's position is much higher than Tang Xiao's, and he said impatiently.

"You said ... When is this day?" Tang Xiao simply abandoned his job and looked at the sky slightly fascinated.

Li Yuncong also seems to be infected. He knelt on the ground, not knowing whether to persuade Tang Xiao or persuade himself: "Just find that fairy tool ... we can leave this ghost place."

"We can go back to the ocean without having to hide from Tibet in the east, and have a chance ... to eat, drink and have fun."

Tang Xiao looked at the direction of Shenjing City and said fascinatingly, "I do n’t mean this ... If I eat, drink, and play, the big city should be better? I haven't seen the city in my life ..."

Li Yuncong sneered: "Are you crazy? All big cities have the guardian of the outer Tao Yuanshen. You can't hide this revision method in front of the other party. Do you think you will be caught to dissect, breed or test the poison?

The so-called external Dao and Fa-rectification are the current and ancient laws in the mouth of ancient law cultivation.

Undoubtedly, these two "rectification monks" were ancient cultivators who were treated as cross-street mice in China.

Tang Xiao remembered the foreign monk in the teacher's mouth. Those who are obsessed with "surgery" and disregard "Tao" do everything they can to develop spells. He shivered and grieved: "But I just want to see the crowds in the ancient books, and the other people's mouth-to-shoulder scene ..."

There are few islands in the far sea, there are also many sea monsters, and the population is very small. And for some reason, in the past few hundred years, the entire ancient Fa-cultivation realm has a tendency to develop underground, and all the sect gates were built in the excavated underground cities.

It's like avoiding the enemy from the sky.

This made Tang Xiao more puzzled. Yuanhai is actually the realm of the Dragon race. The biggest threat comes from the bottom of the sea. sky? Is there only a few birds on that island?

It's just that Zongmen's decision, he can only obey. In the decades of monasticism, he spent more time on the ground than on the ground. Before coming to Shenzhou, Tang Xiao didn't even know that there was really such a "forest" in the world.

"Work hard. Don't think about it." Li Yuncong stood up and picked up the talisman again to lie on the ground like a dog was looking for lost property. Suddenly, he was pleasantly surprised: "I feel it! The sensitivity of the fairy has suddenly doubled! There must be a gap here! Tens of thousands of years of course is enough to make the forbidden spirit appear!

Tang Xiao looked at Shenjingcheng reluctantly, determined to press his longing back to his chest. Immediately after, his eyes narrowed, and he saw a person standing on a tree in the distance!

"Brother Li, someone is there!"

"Damn it, a foreign monk?" Li Yuncong made a decisive decision: "Can't let him go back alive! Attack with the strongest sword!"

The two brothers of the master and the two masters synchronized the master's tactics, and the two sword lights turned into two dragons, and they flew into the distant monk like a rainbow.

Seeing this sword light, the monk's face in the distance changed.

"This swordsmanship is you ..."

The hatred in it made people shudder.

Wang Qi whispered: "It's you ... Huangji Split Heavenly Path ..."

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