The brief description of the book states:

'Gonggong angrily touched the mountain, the pillar of heaven collapsed, and there was a big hole in the sky. The Nuwa sage refined stones to make up for the sky, and the good name spread, but after the collapse of the heavenly pillar, the sky dome tilted, and the heaven and earth were unstable.

At that time, the four saints took action and beheaded a turtle that had existed since the opening of the flood wilderness in Beiju Luzhou, took the limbs of the turtle, and supported the four corners of the sky......

That turtle has no quarrel with the world, and he is angry about such a calamity. After being cut off limbs, its blood flowed all over Beiju Luzhou, and its huge body quickly decayed, turning into a miasma in the sky, covering Beiju Luzhou.

Since then, Beiju Luzhou has not seen the light of day, from the original land of lush vegetation to a place of desolation and bitter cold, with all souls poor and poisonous.

Although the saint killed the turtle to save the world, he owed it to the turtle, so he led the soul of the turtle to reincarnate and became one of the three emperors and five emperors of the human race;

Another saint made a move, refining a large fragment of Buzhou Mountain into a stone tablet, standing in the middle of Beiju Luzhou, suppressing the resentment of the turtle and purifying the poisonous barrier here.

Over the years, Beiju Luzhou has regained a little vitality, and the Wu people have been able to recuperate on the edge of Beiju Luzhou......

Yang Jian's left hand gently brushed the ancient characters on the book, and the index finger of his right hand pointed at the drop of Gonggong blood, turning the aqua blue blood into wisps and slowly inhaling them into his fingertips.

He almost understood why those heavenly soldiers and generals had to choose Beiju Luzhou to attack him.

——The miasma condensed in Beiju Luzhou can isolate most of the fluctuations of divine consciousness, making it impossible for Yang Jian to summon help.

I have to say that this trip to Beiju Luzhou is really inexplicably dangerous.

The reason why Yang Jian dared to take a risk was that he actually took Master Yuding into account in his heart, and felt that if he was in danger of death, Master could always save him in time.

But this northern Luzhou, this black mountain......

At this time, if it weren't for the fact that he should have become a deservant, he would have died, and the master could only avenge himself, afraid that he would not be able to rescue him in time.

In the future, we need to correct this mentality, otherwise we will really be joking with our lives.

Therefore, he did not dare to immerse himself in the blood of the co-workers at this time, but like this, he kept his consciousness clear and slowly turned the blood of the co-workers into his own use.

Although it is a little slower, it is better to be stable in the heart, and the Dao heart has no trace.

After a while, the twenty-seventh Xuanzhu in the body slowly condensed into ......

"The Avenue of Water, it's useless to me, it's enough to have a co-worker's blood, but I owe a favor to the Xiaoyaosan people. Yang Jian stretched and slowly opened another book with his left hand.

It does not record any exercises or supernatural powers of the Xiaoyaosan people, it is still about the history of Beiju Luzhou, but it is a book related to the Wu clan, and it is also written by the Xiaoyaosan people.

It records the location of several major tribes of the Wu Clan, the geometry of the masters in the clan, and expresses a faint concern, fearing that the Wu Clan will disrupt the steps of the Terran in the name of intermarriage with the Terrans......

From this, it can be concluded that this Xiaoyaosan must be the power of the Terran side, and the years when the Xiaoyaosan people lived in seclusion here and refined the blood of the common workers should be before Chi You made trouble.

I don't know how long it has been since then. ”

Yang Jian muttered to himself, sat there quietly, feeling the wind blowing through the grass house, and unconsciously immersed in his mind.

Thirty zhang above his head, on that layer of stone wall, dozens of figures continued to search in a more spacious mountain space, but naturally they found nothing.

The two Da Luo were already a little anxious, Yang Jian couldn't find it, and their general had no news, so how could they go back to heaven with such a result?

Now no matter how unwilling he is, he can only conclude that Yang Jian took advantage of his unpreparedness to behead his general, kidnap his general's Yuan Shen, and have calmly fled......

But how is this possible?

"My lord, more than a dozen masters from the southeast have entered Beiju Luzhou!

"Probe!"

After a while, another person hurriedly returned, kneeling on one knee behind a big Luo, "I have found out that it is the sixth prince of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea who brought a group of men and horses and marched towards this place!"

The faces of the two Da Luo were uncertain, and after exchanging thoughts, they could only flick their sleeves.

"Withdraw the big array, don't make contact with them! I'll wait, spread out here, and hide for a few more days!"

"Yes!" the kneeling man led the way, and more than a hundred figures rushed in all directions.

A moment later, one by one, the array flags were photographed, and the large array of smoke vanished. And each of these people carried a banner and hid himself in the poor mountains and bad waters, and there was no more sound.

If Yang Jian could see this scene, he would definitely admire the orders and prohibitions of these people, and the most rare thing is that these people are the cultivators of Heavenly Immortals and Golden Immortals, and they can act so obediently without complaint......

Isn't what the monk is looking for is unfettered detachment?

To make so many people who have attained cultivation give up this detachment, I don't know how Heavenly Court did it.

Half a day later, Ao Ji arrived here with the soldiers and horses of the Dragon Palace, but all he saw was the lonely stone mountain, and the devastated land around the stone mountain.

"Shhh

Ao Ji took a breath of cold air, his eyes a little shocked.

What a fierce battle took place here? It was able to beat the earth like this, and there was not a single flat place within a thousand miles of it.

"Quick, go around and explore!"

50,000 shrimp and crabs will once again disperse and quickly search for this place.

They were able to find this place by searching for the memory of the soul soul, and the creatures along the way had more or less seen the 'Tai Bai Xing' or a figure similar to Yang Jian.

But when you get here, this method obviously won't work, because within these thousands of miles, the breath of living beings is gone, and not even a single poisonous insect can be seen!

"Your Highness, there is a hole on the top of the stone mountain, do you want to go in and investigate?"

"What else do you want in return, go in and have a look!" Ao Ji patted his thigh, worrying for a while.

My sister-in-law finally got married, do you have to be widowed again?

Phew!

When he came, his father smiled and said that Brother Yang had a deep fortune and a long fortune, and there would definitely be no calamity......

But seeing such a bleak scene here, he couldn't rest assured.

Soon, a group of soldiers and horses who entered the stone mountain came to report that they could not find any trace of Yang Jian.

Ao Ji let out a long sigh, the clue was broken here, and there must have been a fierce battle here, the kind that almost collapsed......

"Your Highness, it is better to go back to the palace to discuss. ”

"Alas, it's okay," Ao Ji shook his head and sighed, and returned with 50,000 shrimp soldiers and crabs, and returned to the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea.

When they left, the more than 100 figures gathered again, and after some discussion, they dispersed again and disappeared all over Beiju Luzhou.

They still don't give up, and they don't give up until they find the traces of Yang Jian and their generals.

At the bottom of the stone mountain, in the middle of the thatched hut.

Yang Jian sat on the rattan chair, his right index finger pointed at the drop of Gonggong essence blood, which was already one-third smaller, and carefully tasted something.

From time to time, he had visions of a giant with a cloak of hair fighting with one figure after another, like a madman, roaring incessantly.

There is a strong aura in the blood of Gonggong, and he wanted to get into Yang Jian's mind before, but Yang Jian discovered it in time and blocked it temporarily with his Xuan Qi.

But there are more and more anger, and Yang Jian's Yuan Shen power is not too strong, even if it is separated by Xuan Qi, it is faintly affected.

As a last resort, I had to temporarily suspend the absorption of co-workers' blood. Yang Jian raised his right hand and sat on the rattan chair to wash away the anger.

There were more and more illusions in front of him, but Yang Jian always told himself that it was just the anger of the co-workers back then, and it had nothing to do with his own body, just a spectator and a quick look.

Twenty-nine Xuan Beads had already been condensed into his body, if he didn't count the twenty-five that had already been condensed quickly, it was just a matter of working in the past two days, and he had actually condensed into four Xuan Beads.

Xuanzhu eight or nine is the most abrasive realm.

During normal practice, I don't know how long it takes for a Xuan Zhu to condense, and the more you go to the back, the more difficult it becomes......

Not to mention, Yang Jian still has to break through the limit of the fifth layer, how to break through, he has no score in his heart now.

"Where can I get more ancestral blood?"

Yang Jian couldn't help but have the idea of the blood of the ancestral witch, and he didn't have a clue for a while, so he couldn't be cheeky enough to go to the underworld to find Houtu Niangniang to let him bleed......

The Xuan Qi was slowly dissolving those evil qi, and it was difficult to continue to absorb the blood of the Gonggong without ten days and half a month, so Yang Jian closed the wooden box.

He pinched out a white jade bead in his finger, put it on the table, and slowly tore off the Xuangang around the bead, spreading a little Xuanqi.

People, you just can't be idle, you have to find something to do.

"Don't want to come out to talk?" Yang Jian asked, as if he was chatting with an old friend.

This jewel was silent, but in Yang Jian's perception, this jewel actually took advantage of such an opportunity to quietly absorb the vitality in this small space.

"You really can't help me?"

Yang Jian pointed out two Xuangang, squeezed the orb on the table, and then repeated the old trick, using Xuangang to make a small auger drill bit, against the orb.

Urging the Xuangang drill bit to rotate, he listened to a squeak, and directly knocked the orb out of a layer of fine light chips!

"What are you going to do!"