Asking The Immortal Dao

West Xinjiang, Barbarian Desolate Land.

Dangerous mountains and bad waters, sheer cliffs and precipitous rock faces can be seen everywhere, poisonous miasma occurs frequently, and poison insects live together.

Even if there are occasional winding and rugged mountain roads, the road is difficult and dangerous.

However, although the West Xinjiang is dangerous, the scenery is very strange, with strange peaks and rocks, waterfalls and flowing springs, range upon range of mountains, and the weather is very diverse.

This place is not without people.

On the contrary, there are many mortals in Xijiang, and they are aboriginals who lived here for their ancestors. Most of them live in villages, proficient in martial arts and Insect Controlling Technique, and survive in the cracks.

'crash-bang...'

A small river flows between sheer cliffs and precipitous rock faces. The river is not wide, but it is very turbulent. When the water hits the rocks on the banks of the river, it can splash a white spray.

The course of this small river, like most rivers in Western Xinjiang, is unusually tortuous.

Blocked by rocks and cliffs, sometimes you can see where the river is blocked, forming a small vortex, which can often lock up a large group of dead branches, chaotic grasses, and leaves, gathering more and more .

In some places, there is even a thick log, riddled with scars. It is obvious that the trees in the mountains fell, broke, and rolled down into the river.

However, don’t worry that they will rot in the river.

Western Xinjiang is very rainy, and there can be a heavy rain in a few days, which will wash the mountains fresh. After the rain, the river soars and the debris in the river is washed thoroughly.

As the saying goes, the cicadas are noisy and the forest is more quiet, and the Birdsong Mountain is more secluded.

Here, the river hua hua makes a sound, and the mountains and birds on both sides of the bank are noisy, but it seems more secluded.

Especially at this time it was early in the morning. There was just a drizzle, and now there are still small raindrops falling, and the water vapor gathers into a mist, covering the top of the mountain, just like Immortal Realm.

'sou sou...'

Suddenly, a sharp splitting the air sound came from the lower reaches of the river.

The fog is swaying, and a little golden rays of light can be seen from a distance. It follows the river and comes from the lower reaches of the fog, very fast.

Suddenly, the golden light had a pause, and stopped in midair, revealing a middle-aged man in a weird robe.

The man is tall and sturdy, standing in the air with a little golden light flying around him, vaguely seeing the shape of a sword.

His appearance is rough, except for many complicated patterns on his face, there are three claw marks left by unknown things, extending from the corner of the eye to the corner of the other side of the mouth.

The claw marks are gray with dead gray, and seem to be poisonous, making the man even more vicious.

The robes on his body are of peculiar style, like pieces of irregular animal skins stitched together to form a strange pattern, the colors are very bright.

On his neck, wrists, and even his face, he was pierced with strange patterns with unknown paints, and he wore many ornaments such as bones, animal teeth, and monster insects.

If a mortal in the cottage passes by and sees the item on this person, he will immediately kneel down and worship, shouting at Bimo, the priest, or the envoy of Witch God, and so on.

The animal skins, animal teeth, and animal bone products on this person are all taken from the most vicious poison insect beasts, and they are the most feared existence of mortals in Xijiang.

Only the legendary Witch God messenger, or the Bimo and priests of the great camp have the ability to hunt.

From the perspective of Little Cold Domain cultivator, this person is a fellow of cultivation, but this kind of dress is too weird, it is extremely rare in Little Cold Domain, and the cultivation base is not It is high, only the tenth floor of the Energy Refining Stage.

The animal skin man stood in the air, his eyes sharp like a falcon, staring down. The river just happened to have a sharp bend under him, and a thick layer of broken branches and leaves was deposited on the river.

In the middle of the chaotic branches, a white arm stretched out.

The mortals in Xijiang are martial arts. In order to compete for resources, battles occur from time to time between the villages. It is not surprising that dead bodies appear in the river, and the men in animal skins did not care at first.

Unexpectedly, after a quick glance, he found some unusual details that attracted him to stop.

The man with animal skins slammed down on the river bank, with his palm leading to the center of the river, a spiritual power came out, and the dead body in the river was easily lifted up.

'hua!'

The dead body was forcibly taken out, and the vortex was in a mess. The snags gathered in the river immediately fell apart, and part of it was washed away by the river, but the upstream was continuously There are still a few thick woods with thick thighs.

'pa!'

The dead body fell on the shore, facing up, revealing a pretty face, a young man who looked only in his early twenties .

The skin on his body didn't have the slightest blood, and he obviously had been soaked in the river for a long time.

At this time, the man's eyes were closed tightly, and he was breathless. He broke his left arm shoulder-to-shoulder, and he didn't know if the blood ran out or what method was used to stop it.

This is a dead body with a broken arm.

"Sure enough, it is the messenger of Witch God!"

The animal skin man looked happy, with a greedy look in his eyes. Didn't expect to make a fortune on the road.

"This vestment should be good! What a pity!"

The animal skin man looked at the broken vestment on the corpse and felt that the material itself was very good, but it was a pity that there were many broken vests on it. Holes, tears, it seems useless.

In this way, the vestments can still have a certain protective effect in the rushing river.

"Floating from above, is it from Heavenly Moon Camp? Civil turmoil has occurred inside?"

The animal skin man glanced up the river and frowned secretly, Divine Consciousness Sweeping the body of the broken arm corpse, including the rusty fingers on his fingers, found no abnormalities.

Finally, he stared at the two pockets around the waist of the corpse with the broken arm.

"What are these two pockets? How are they so weird? Which one is the space pouch?"

The animal skin man murmured to himself, he had contacted some great camp priests, There are also foreign Witch God messengers who know that Human Race cultivator usually uses a kind of storage Magical Artifact called space pouch, which is better than their own Magical Artifact.

Later, the Witch God messengers of this clan were influenced by Human Race, and many of them have already followed the Human Race. For example, the name Witch God messenger is not called outside, and they are all called cultivator and Immortal Cultivator.

Only in remote places like Xijiang, there are still some traditions.

The pockets on dead bodies with broken arms are not like space pouch.

"Are they all pretending to be Gu Insect? Or...have been raided?"

The animal skin man's complexion darkened, the smile on his face disappeared, and his probing hand picked it up One of them, Divine Consciousness swept inward, touched a Divine Soul Seal mark, and opened the pocket easily.

"Om..."

next moment, a sharp buzzing sound suddenly sounded in the valley.

A huge cloud of blood rushed out of his pocket, and the animal skin man saw the strange blood-winged bees in the cloud. He was frightened and his face was more serious than a dead corpse on the ground. White.

The animal skin man screamed, and a little green light flew out from his dantian.

It turned out to be a finger-sized sapphire praying mantis, wielding two blades.

Faced with the vicious cloud of blood, the sapphire mantis looked so thin and weak, and was immediately swallowed by the cloud of blood, and there was no bone residue left.

The animal-skin man just took up the golden sword, and the cloud of blood instantly drowned him.

"Ah!"

A mournful scream screamed the birds and beasts in the mountains.

(Thanks to the Alliance Leader of Ma Mang and the quick boss for the reward. I wanted to add more thanks today, didn't expect the new volume has just started, and the writing is bumpy, and it will be filled in two days. !)

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