Chapter 541: Rice Village

In the vast sky, only the wind flows, and the clouds drift with the waves.

At this moment, a rapid sound of breaking the air came, and I saw a bright light shaking the clouds, and the clouds scattered in all directions like defeat.

But the light did not stop, rolled up with a hurricane, inserted into the clouds at another end, the clouds scattered, and then flashed several times, and disappeared without a trace, if the scattered clouds faintly became a road, I thought that the light had not appeared at all.

Far away, Ling Changkong had a trace of fine sweat on his forehead, his face was slightly pale, and he was already over-consumed, but he still didn't stop, he still urged the sword light with all his strength, and he couldn't wait for the sword light under his feet to escape three points faster.

"Ling Changkong, you look like this now, it's better to take a rest, after all, Chuzhou and Nanzhou are separated by more than 100,000 miles, even if I break through the Xuanhuang, I won't be able to arrive in a moment and a half. ”

Seeing Ling Changkong's appearance, the blood droplets also knew that Ling Changkong was worried about Wu Shiqi in his heart, and he couldn't do it in his heart, so he had to persuade him: "And along the way, I don't know what will happen, in case of an accident and encountering someone with ill intentions, it is better for you to retain a little bit of mystic power, otherwise people have not yet arrived in Nanzhou, and I am afraid that I will explain here first." ”

Hearing the words of the blood droplet, Ling Changkong's face sank, and the essence in his eyes flickered for a moment, he also knew that there was not much Xuan power left in his body, and it was Qingsong, the Xuan Emperor, and it would take three days to travel from the western state to Chuzhou, not to mention him, and he immediately acquiesced to the words of the blood droplet, and nodded slightly.

After deciding in his heart, Ling Changkong slowed down, and the sword light also dropped slightly, revealing from the clouds.

Below it, patches of farmland are green, and in this green, there is a faint bright light flickering, which should be the sunlight reflected in the water, and it is actually a large field of rice.

"Chuzhou is different from the western state, there is plenty of water vapor here, and even the state area gathers three major rivers and ten thousand small rivers, so the world here is not to grow wheat, but rice. ”

Seeing this scene, an idea flashed through Ling Changkong's mind, but he didn't think much about it, his divine sense glanced at it to see where he could temporarily recover his Xuan power.

It didn't take long for a verdant forest to come into view, which made Ling Changkong's eyes flash, and his figure flickered again and again, and he had already collected the sword light, and he used his hand to reach the end of the world, and entered the woods in a blink of an eye.

"Next to this forest is the village, and I may be disturbed to recover here, so let's set up a magic circle. ”

Thinking like this, Ling Changkong waved his big sleeves, and several array flags shot out, planted in various places in the woods, and then disappeared into the void, and the dark light flowed, and a small magic circle had already been laid out.

Ling Changkong thought that he had recovered quickly, so he didn't lay out any big magic circles, just hidden, soundproof, and invisible.

Next, Ling Changkong sat cross-legged in the magic circle, swallowed one Xuandan, grabbed two medium-grade Xuanshi with both hands, and began to recover.

He still has high-grade Xuanshi in his hand, and there are a lot of them, but he is reluctant to use high-grade Xuanshi to recover, and the recovery speed of ordinary Xuanshi is too slow, so he can only use medium-grade Xuanshi.

"Darkstone ......"

Seeing Ling Changkong take out the Xuanshi to cultivate, the blood droplets were slightly stunned, he knew that although Ling Changkong was cultivating, he could still hear his words, so he told Ling Changkong: "You monks need Xuanshi to cultivate Xuangong, but the demon disciples are all cultivating demonic skills, you should be able to use other spirit stones, you go to the Heavenly Demon City this time, you have to be cautious, like these Xuanshi Xuangong and the like, it is better not to reveal it first." ”

Ling Changkong didn't think of these at first, but when he heard the blood drops like this, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and immediately responded, and began to regret that he didn't ask Qingsong clearly before.

Since Qingsong and they can get the news of the Heavenly Demon City, they naturally have spies in the Heavenly Demon City, although Ling Changkong does not know how the spies of the Evergreen Gate survived in the Heavenly Demon City, but since they are in the Heavenly Demon City, they naturally know the situation in the Heavenly Demon City.

It's also strange that he was worried about Wu Shiqi and Mo Yijian at that time, and he was in a hurry, and Dan Qingzi also had some concerns in his heart, and he didn't think of this step, otherwise, how could Dan Qingzi and Qingsong not tell Ling Changkong to take precautions?

And now, since Dan Qingzi and Qingsong didn't advise, he could only be cautious and naturally groped.

"Fortunately, in addition to the Samadhi Phoenix Yan Sutra, I also practiced the Purgatory Heavenly Demon Skill, and I also have the three words of 'transformation', 'devouring', and 'extinguishing'. ”

After the blood droplet was reminded, he didn't say anything more, at this time, while Ling Changkong was recovering his Xuan power, he was secretly thinking about the next thing in his heart, for this trip to the demon cave, he had to be cautious, in case of any carelessness, not only could not rescue Wu Shiqi and Mo Yijian, but also trapped himself.

Although Chuzhou is more abundant than the Xuanli of the Western State, but here it is the secular world of Chuzhou, and the Xuanli is obviously insufficient, not to mention that it is worse than the Western State, but it is not much better than the Xuanli of the Western State.

Ling Changkong was already the ninth level of the Xuanwang at this time, and his own Xuan power was naturally far from being comparable, and he was almost exhausted at this time, even if his recovery speed was fast, but due to external reasons, it was not satisfactory, and in the end, with the help of the power of Xuandan, it took an hour to recover.

When Ling Changkong recovered, it was already sunset, he looked outside, but he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and did not immediately collect the formation flag and show up.

Outside the circle, in the woods, there were a few children of eight or nine years old playing at this time, and if he suddenly appeared at this time, he would inevitably frighten them and lose their souls.

Although Ling Changkong is usually ruthless to people's hearts, he only treats the enemy, and he can't do that to these ignorant and innocent children.

At that moment, Ling Changkong sat cross-legged in place, waiting for the children outside to disperse, at this time the sun was setting, they would not stay here for long, and he had been enlightened by blood drops before, but he was not in a hurry.

Watching these children playing, Ling Changkong was a little in a trance, and couldn't help but think of the time before he went to Qishan, although his memory was vague, he could also remember general things, but when he thought of this, he felt sad again.

Looking at these children again, there was a hint of envy in their eyes, compared to their parents who died and lived on the streets, these children were much happier.

"Dog, it's so late, go home for dinner, and Nannan, your mother is still looking for you. ”

After a while, a middle-aged woman walked over, first reprimanded her child, and then showed a smile and said to a girl next to her.

The child, who was called "Dogan", was accustomed to the other party's reprimand, made a grimace, and ran towards the village, and the girl behind him screamed "Brother Dogan wait for me", and also ran over.

The other children stopped playing and ran back to the village.

Behind, the middle-aged woman seemed to smile helplessly and followed towards the village.

"Finally they're all gone. ”

After everyone left, Ling Changkong also breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, waved his hand, collected the flag, looked at the village not far away, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes, if his parents were there, would he be like them, if so, although it was less exciting, but it was not good.

But then, Ling Changkong frowned.

This book was first published in Book King