Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 496
"It's been a month since I practiced this time before my divine sense couldn't bear it and began to melt and reorganize. It's really rare." After opening his eyes, Chen Xian counted and found out that he had been sitting for a month, and he couldn't help but sigh. After a few fusions, Nian became stronger not only at 01:30, but at the same time the secret passage time passed really fast, it felt like just practicing, and more than a month had passed.

After walking around this temporary quiet room for two times, Chen Xian frowned slightly after discovering the vicissitudes of life on his body, and said to himself that his current temperament, like a ten thousand-year-old monster, is too irritating. I have to get rid of it earlier, I am only three hundred years old, still very young, this temperament is not suitable for me.

Thinking of this, Chen Xian's mind immediately flashed some healthy, uplifting and passionate images, and the gloom on his body slowly dissipated. An hour later, he became that handsome young man in his prime again.

"Let's stop here for the time being after such a crazy review of the past. It's time to relax and add some new content." Recovering his original temperament, Chen Xian decided to stop practicing here, and then he should travel and travel around. Get acquainted and increase your experience.

Intentionally ending the practice, Chen Xian immediately divided the fused divine thoughts. With a thought, there were more than 4000 thoughts left that exploded and split into many.

After the differentiation was over, Chen Xian had a different feeling from before. Looking inside, he found that the number of thoughts had increased by a thousand or so, and all of them radiated light, obviously possessing the characteristics of quasi-sacred thoughts.

"High-intensity operation of divine thoughts is a good way to increase the intensity and quantity of thoughts. Well, with more thoughts, I have taken another step towards Daluo Jinxian." Chen Xian smiled, very happy.

Chen Xian thought about it and decided to go to Dongsheng Shenzhou for a walk.This continent is called "Victory God", but it is rich in aura, far superior to the other three continents. There are often natural talents and earthly treasures, and outstanding people come out in large numbers. It is more prosperous than Sanxian Island where scattered immortals gather, so it is better than Shenzhou.

With his mind set, Chen Xian immediately broke through the gate, drove a cloud, and flew towards Dongsheng Shenzhou without any haste.

It took two days for Chen Xian to arrive at Dongsheng Shenzhou.When he arrived, he stopped the cloud head at the beach, strolled on this land of China, and started to walk around.

Dongsheng Shenzhou is really the ancestral home and prosperous place of Taoism. Chen Xian saw many Taoist temples while walking, and most of the monks in the temples were true Taoist priests with cultivation bases, not bluffing and deceiving magic sticks.

After traveling in Dongsheng Shenzhou for half a year, Chen Xian also met many Taoist masters with similar cultivation bases. Of course, some were friends, while others were enemies.This made him secretly think that the strength of Daomen is stronger than that of Buddhism, because Daomen firmly occupies the most prosperous continent in the world, while Buddhism has not even cleared the most desolate Xiniu Hezhou, but is eager to move eastward. I really don’t know What does the Buddhist boss think.But having said that, it is indeed more difficult to clear Xiniu Hezhou, which is entrenched by demons, than occupying Nanfangbuzhou.

One day, Chen Xian came to a relatively desolate mountain. Seeing that it was getting dark and heavy rain was coming, he jumped into the air and set up a shelter to look around.He saw a deserted Taoist temple behind the mountain, so he decided to go there for the night.

It took nearly half an hour for Chen Xian to walk up to the top of the mountain along the passageway trampled by large beasts.On the way down the mountain, he found a 500-year-old wild ginseng in a cave halfway up the mountain. It took him an hour before he came to the Taoist temple step by step.

It was already late at this time, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the surroundings looked a little dark. Most of the Taoist temple gate had collapsed, and only the word "true" was barely recognizable on the plaque, which looked a little gloomy.

Chen Xian is a half-step Daluo strongman, and he dared to break into the palace of the king of hell (well, it is unknown whether he can break through), so he was not afraid of this barren mountain and abandoned house at all, and directly entered the Taoist temple.

After entering the Taoist temple, Chen Xian found that the grass in the courtyard reached his waist, and it was difficult to find a path. He looked around and found a relatively well-preserved house, so he walked away.

"Hiss..." As soon as he took two steps, a three-foot-long red snake with a golden tumor (probably a crown of flesh) sprang out from the grass. He raised his head and hissed at him, sounding a warning.

"You idiot who doesn't know how to live or die!" Chen Xian cast a blood-red look over him, and the red strange snake turned around and ran away as if it had been greatly frightened. It burrowed into the grass and quickly disappeared.

"The golden-crowned blood snake is a very poisonous and vicious creature, and it only moves in evil places. The one just now has the level of Yuanying, and it has been cultivated for at least a hundred years. It seems that the Taoist priest who built this temple is a magic stick. He even knows Fengshui. No, it's no wonder that the crown is ruined and there is no incense to pass on." Chen Xian smiled and continued on his way.

"Quack..." Seeing that he was about to reach the house with a relatively complete door tile, a brightly colored frog the size of a millstone with lumps all over his body (the other was a toad) suddenly jumped in front of him, staring at him. , puffing out his double sacks and screaming at him, the sound was loud, like thunder.

"Ghost-eyed toad!" Chen Xian frowned, secretly thinking that some unscrupulous magician built the Taoist temple here, full of poisonous substances, so that he had to be careful of these poisonous substances for the whole night.

This ghost-eyed toad was much stronger than the golden-crowned blood snake outside. Chen Xian stared, but the expensive-eyed toad was not afraid, and instead opened its mouth to spit out a ghastly venom at him.

"Death!" Chen Xian yelled, and a ball of flames appeared in front of him. After the venom was dried up, he rushed forward and burned the ghost-eyed toad into flying ashes.

"Why don't you live in another place, there seem to be a lot of poisons in this place." Seeing the grass rustling in the Taoist temple, Chen Xian seemed to be entrenched with many poisons, he couldn't help thinking to himself because he didn't want to compete with the poisonous insects for the territory.

"Boom..." Chen Xian was awakened suddenly by a loud noise. He looked up and saw electric snakes running wildly in the sky. The humidity in the air was very high. It seemed that heavy rain was about to fall.

"Forget it, it's just a one-night stay here, so there's no need to be too particular about it. Ascetics, sleeping in the open air is indispensable. It would be nice to have a tile roof and a wall to shelter the wind." Chen Xian smiled and walked forward .

Walking to the complete house in two steps, Chen Xian gently pushed the door, and the whole door fell backwards together with the door frame.

"Wipe!" Chen Xian cursed secretly, thinking that the doors and windows of this house were all there, and they should be well preserved, but it turned out to be a show.

As soon as the door was knocked down, there was a strong musty smell rushing out. Chen Xian covered his face and backed away a little, and he stepped forward to look inside the room when the musty smell dissipated.

The inside of the house is very empty. Judging from the dust accumulated on the ground, it has been abandoned for more than 20 years at least. There are spider webs all over the place, but the spider silk is colorful and obviously very poisonous.

"Huh la la..." Before Chen Xian could tidy up a clean place, the heavy rain poured down without any foreplay.

"Unlucky!" Chen Xian propped up his shield to keep the rain out, and then created a gust of wind, which swept the dust in the house and a poisonous spider with purple spots and black fluff out of the room, and threw it far away. .

After disposing of the ash layer and poison in the house, Chen Xian walked into the house, scattered some refined realgar powder around, took out a putang, sat down and rested.

Looking at the rain curtain outside and the many poisons that could not linger outside the realgar powder while he wanted to enter the house to shelter from the rain (or maybe he wanted to eat him), Chen Xian's scalp felt a little numb. Ten of various poisons wandered around the house.

"Fall into a drug den..."

(End of this chapter)