After Zhang Yan left the Pengyuan faction, he headed all the way to the west.

Since the battle in the Demon Den, at this time, the six major demon sects have not made any major moves, and the situation in Donghua is relatively quiet, and his prestige is outside, no one dares to provoke him, and the itinerary is extremely smooth, only a few days later, he will arrive at the bank of the Desui River.

On the other side of this surging river is the central pillar continent that is long and long, like a towering sky.

Zhang Yan relied on the void to control the sky, standing on the bank of the river with his negative sleeves, looking at the past, the world is vast, the river is endless, and his chest is suddenly comfortable.

It's just that the person is still entrenched in Middle-earth, he recovered the treasure scroll of the realm and came back, and was sensed by it, although he is now in his current identity, he is not afraid of his people, but more is better than less, this person does not come to look for him, and there is no need for him to come to the door.

With this in mind, he did not move on, but decided to turn north, bypassing Middle-earth, and then turning into the West Sea.

As soon as I stepped on my feet, a cloud of energy wrapped around my body, and my big sleeves fluttered and flew up.

After a short time, it had already broken through the Gangyun, jumped above the extreme sky, and then borrowed the Gangfeng to fly away.

After seven or eight days of doing this, an endless ocean appeared in front of me.

When he arrived here, he waved his sleeve, and a spiritual light flew out of his sleeve, turning into an auspicious cloud, but when he heard two dragon groans, a pair of long-bearded ink Jiao came out, and the saddle ropes on his body were complete, and there was a three-story large tower pavilion dragged behind.

The spirit of the West Sea is rioting, walking on the sea, even if he is a monk of the Yuanying Triple Realm, he does not dare to underestimate it, he needs to maintain his mana at all times, and he can save a lot of energy when he has a chariot to travel.

And what came out with Jiaoche was as clear as glass. The strange insect with blood on his back fell around, turned into a pale young man out of thin air, came up with a salute, and said, "I've seen the master." ”

Zhang Yan said: "Lu Yao ahead, I entered the tower pavilion to practice the Fa, Zhang Chan and you take care of the car." ”

Among the boys around him, only Jing You is the most handy.

But because he was familiar with the big and small things inside the door, he left it in the cave.

Even if something happens to the disciples in the door, there are them. You can also come up with an idea. It was this trip that only brought Zhang Cicada out.

Zhang Chan patted his chest and said: "Don't worry, master, as long as it is not those thousand-year-old monsters who have cultivated deeply, the small ones can be sent away." ”

At this moment, one of the dragons couldn't help but speak: "Real person." Crossing the sea and crossing the clouds. For the two brothers. But wait for idle ears, you don't need this little demon, you can be stable. ”

The other also lazily chimed in: "Brother is very right. This little demon looks like it's only a tiny size, how many ways can it be?"

Seeing that he was looked down upon, Zhang Chan immediately jumped to his feet, rolled up his sleeves, and said angrily: "You two long worms, if you are not convinced, you can come and compare with the master." ”

The previous Mo Jiao smiled and said, "You little worm has such a big temper, my brother doesn't mind playing tricks with you, but who should be counted if you miss the real person's itinerary?"

This pair of Jiao chariots can only be ridden by the first seat or the first seat of the ten disciples of the Mingcang faction, but whenever they travel, they are solemn occasions, and the two ink Jiao never dared to make a time, this time they traveled, they were out of the cage, and they felt comfortable, and they suddenly revealed their true nature.

Zhang Cicada's mouth is not very capable, where can one fight more than two, and he is so angry that he screams.

Zhang Yan smiled faintly and swept his gaze. Whether it was Zhang Chan or the two dragons, when he looked at it like this, he felt a chill come up, and his body trembled suddenly, and they all stopped talking.

Zhang Yan no longer paid attention to them, swung his sleeves, entered the tower, sat down cross-legged, and sat down in a moment.

After doing this for three or four days, Jing You said in a foreign language: "Master, there is a big island ahead, and I seem to see a lot of cultivators. ”

Zhang Yan was slightly surprised, Hugh had only seen Zhongzhu Continent for a few days, but at least half of the continent had been in the past, and it was already regarded as the boundary of the Western Sea in the past, and there were monks in this place, but it was a little different from what he knew before.

He waved the curtain in front of him, looked over, and saw that there was a long island lying on the sea below, several peaks protruding, trees were overgrown, and clouds were swirling in the fog.

Outside, there were many monks who rode in and out of the boat, and there were groups of three or five, patrolling around. It looks like a great enemy.

And the Jiaoche came here, which also attracted the attention of the patrol team below, and several people discussed a few words, and pushed a goose yellow feather coat and a good-looking female cultivator out.

When this woman arrived at the car of Dejiao, she glanced at the two fierce ink Jiao with some fear, one Wanfu, and said timidly: "Dare to ask this senior if he is from my Hanging Di Island who came to help?"

Zhang Yan said lightly: "The poor road is just passing by here. ”

The woman was also stunned when she heard that she was passing by here, and she was a little overwhelmed for a while, and she didn't know how to speak.

At this time, I heard an old voice behind me: "Su'er, stand down." ”

The woman looked back and saw an old Taoist come up, call "Master" in his mouth, and hurriedly retreated.

The old Taoist arrived at the front, first glanced at the Jiaoche, and then looked at Zhang Yan, there was a little surprise in his eyes, he made a joke, and said: "This Taoist friend, the old decay Wang Nanxiao, is the person in charge of this place, I heard that the Taoist friend passed here, but the road ahead is not quiet, and the Taoist friend is afraid that it will be difficult to pass, if you don't dislike it, you might as well enter the island and sit down, so that you can do the friendship of the landlord in the next place." ”

Zhang Yan thought for a moment, then bowed his head and said, "It's okay." ”

Wang Nanxiao hurriedly turned to the side, said "please", and the two went to the island together.

Seeing the two of them go away, several monks in the air gathered together, and one of the young monks said enviously: "This senior actually came by Jiao, he must be an elder of the great sect in the state!"

A sturdy Taoist priest on the side shook his head and said: "I don't think so, maybe it's the sect master of which faction, Senior Brother Lu of Zhenluo League always said that his master caught a heavenly crane that has been practicing for hundreds of years as a mount, but it can be compared with this Taoist master, but it is far behind." ”

Seeing that there were no outsiders, the woman called Su'er became bold again, and said, "Two senior brothers, in your opinion, who has a deeper cultivation level, this Dao Leader or that big demon?"

The young monk said: "That demon is so powerful, even the master and his old man are not opponents, this Taoist master may not be able to compare with ......."

The stout Taoist priest shook his head and said, "Otherwise, with the help of two dragons, you may not necessarily lose the demon!"

The two of them had their own opinions, and neither of them was convinced for a while, so they argued here.

There is a magnificent palace view built at the highest peak of this island, which occupies the whole peak, the stone steps in front of the palace are winding mountains, like a snake road, and there are a lot of strange flowers and plants planted around.

Wang Nanxiao diligently invited Zhang Yan into the view, served good tea, and tried to inquire about his origin, and when he heard that he was from Donghuazhou, he was surprised and his attitude was more respectful.

Zhang Yan also learned during the conversation that this gate of Hanging Di Island was invaded by the Shaoqing Dynasty hundreds of years ago, so he took refuge here.

It's just that the West Sea has never been full of inspiration, so in addition to practicing on weekdays, it is also necessary to collect fish beads in the sea, and exchange some elixir pills with the Central Continent faction to make up for the shortcomings.

As Wang Nanxiao spoke, he took out a jade box from his sleeve, put it on the table, pointed and said: "This is the strange thing 'Songhua Fish Bead' produced in the sea." ”

Zhang Yan looked at it and saw that the jade box was full of crystal jade beads, which were somewhat similar to the shell beads, but the color was more glossy, and there was a trace of clear spirit around it.

Wang Nanxiao said: "Fellow Daoists, don't underestimate this fish bead. This is the best treasure material used for alchemy sacrifices, that is, the flying sword of the Shaoqing faction, and it is also used as an elixir, and all the sects in the continent are willing to ask for it at a high price, and the hundreds of them are all of the highest grade. ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at Zhang Yan, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Although Zhang Daoyou and I met for the first time, I felt quite a match, so this box was given to Daoyou." ”

Zhang Yan smiled lightly and said, "If you have something, you might as well speak up." ”

Wang Laodao sighed, knowing that his own actions were too traced, and he was also helpless, not being forced to the point that he had no choice, and it would not be like this, so he had to smile bitterly and tell the reason.

It turned out that they were refuge in this place, although their spiritual wit was weak, but they avoided the chaos in the continent, and they were also free on weekdays.

It's just that a few years ago, a demon who couldn't distinguish his true body claimed that this place was his dojo. He ordered all the monks to retire within a month, or else they would be dealt with harshly.

Wang Nanxiao didn't want to sit still, so she fought with him, but she was defeated and returned, and escaped with her life.

After coming back, he invited friends to come and help, and prepared to have a fight with the big demon and decide where this place belongs.

It's just that in the past half a month, although there are many people here, but there is only one person who really stepped into the Yuanying realm, Wang Nanxiao knows that the demon is powerful, and he is having a headache for it, seeing Zhang Yan's arrival, just like a drowning person who has caught a life-saving thing, Ba hopes to persuade him to come over to help.

Zhang Yan listened to him, but raised his eyebrows.

There was suddenly a demon with great magical powers on the West Sea, and judging by its methods, it was not an ordinary person, this matter was extremely unreasonable, he first doubted whether it would be the Demon Sect monk who was playing behind the ghost.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "I don't want to have demons here, I am also a cultivator, and the poor Dao can help, but there is one condition. ”

Wang Nanxiao was overjoyed, he was also a Yuanying monk, but he could see that the other party's Gangyun had faded, and it was clear that the person who had cultivated to the Dharma Body and reached the Triple Realm had such cultivation, if he was willing to make a move, he would definitely be able to save the lives of the people on the island, so he immediately stood up and saluted: "What do real people need, but it can be said that the old way is not allowed!"

Zhang Yan said with a smile: "The poor road doesn't need anything else, as long as a real picture of crossing the sea, I don't know if Wang Daoyou is willing to do it?"

"A real picture of crossing the sea?"

Wang Laodao hesitated for a moment, all the cultivation sects on the sea have many true plans for crossing the sea, and there are many hidden things such as the direction of the water flow and wind, the distribution of islands and land, the changes in the sky and even the strange treasures and murderous objects on the sea.

The spread of such secret strategies is enough to make a faction prosperous.

And the picture of Hanging Flute Island took hundreds of years for the people in the sect to complete the book, and he was reluctant to hand it over like this.

But think about it again, if the demon kills the door half a month later, and even his own mountain gate is probably taken away, then what's the use of keeping this picture?

Thinking of this, he was ruthless, slapped the table, and said, "Okay, this picture is given by the old way." ”

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...... (To be continued......)

PS: There will be a change tomorrow