Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

Did you feel it, Brother Dayan?

Wang Li, who was on the Xingyue Shenzhou and turned into a startled rainbow, had a bad feeling.

With his consciousness spreading hundreds of miles away, he immediately realized the strange aura in the air. In other words, abnormal aura.

It's a bit like the spiritual energy in a large space in front of him is swallowed up into a vacuum, and the surrounding spiritual energy involuntarily gathers to fill the past.

It's kind of weird.

Dayan Shenjun, who has a stronger spiritual sense, still had a feeling of being targeted by some troublesome thing just at that moment. This is because he is in a spiritual state and is more sensitive to spiritual coercion, so this feeling is several times stronger and clearer than ordinary people; That's all.

This shows that the front is either just a small hurdle; or, it is a natural moat.

And he didn't know what kind of existence he was about to face, so he subconsciously thought that it was a little troublesome at most.

By the way, boy, have you found anyone? Can your ten-thousand-mile telescope work?

Within tens of thousands of miles, there is no problem with the Wanli telescope, let alone a few thousand miles away? The slightly troublesome thing is that there are many immortal cultivators in the sea ahead, but I have to find the best match among these thousands of monks. And the guy from the Tianfumen had better be flying in the sky right now. In this way, I can lock him soon.

The area of ​​three or four thousand miles is an area with a diameter of nearly two thousand kilometers.

About two-fifths of China.

It is undoubtedly very difficult to search for a designated human being in such a vast land.

Fortunately, there is no need to consider the coastal area, avoiding the most densely populated areas; moreover, this territory is mostly ocean, and there are no large islands, which makes the field of vision quite wide; in addition, our own side still has the general course of action of the head of the Tianfumen , further compressing the search space. In this case, it is not impossible to find a specific target flying in the sky.

In fact, as long as the opponent's general route can be determined, it is easy to lock on to the opponent in advance, especially when the target is flying with the sword.

Anyone who has been on a plane knows that the sense of seeing the vast land is better than the intuition of looking up at high altitude.

Therefore, even if they are thousands of miles away from each other, far beyond the detection range of the divine sense, he can still use the ten thousand miles telescope to screen out the best match.

Not long.

found it.

Two thousand miles away, a leisurely ray of light entered Wang Li's sight.

So fast?

As he said that, the second Nascent Soul of Dayan Shenjun simply took over a set of Wanli binoculars to try his hand.

Boy, how do you use this thing? You can't see anything clearly when you shake it around.

You don't need to move, you can adjust the focal length on the side. These five types of focal lengths are divided into hundreds of miles, hundreds of miles, thousands of miles away, and nearly ten thousand miles or even tens of thousands of miles; fix the direction, By adjusting the focal length of the third category, you can capture the things in the field of view very well. According to the relative speed of the opponent in the field of view, and then calculate the focal length, you can immediately calculate the light-escape speed of those guys.

Sure enough, with the extraordinary dynamic vision of the Nascent Soul Stage, Dayan Shenjun's second Nascent Soul also quickly locked on the head of Yun of Tianfumen.

The old man was sitting cross-legged on the flying sword, drinking wine and humming a tune.

Boy Wang, when you were weak, didn't you rely on this thing to avoid those visible crises?

I used to observe it from the perspective of a high-level puppet, and it didn’t feel like watching a slideshow; now I try it myself, and the feeling is very different.

Oh? How to say?

Wang Li smiled noncommittally.

So when you were weak, you must have rarely encountered high-level monks with higher cultivation bases than you! Most of the dangerous factors were avoided by you in advance based on the speed of the monks in your field of vision, right?!

Playing with the old antique Wanli telescope, he sighed softly:

This thing can observe the surrounding environment by adjusting the multiplier of the field of vision, and you can judge the approximate cultivation level of those people in the field of vision in advance by referring to your personal evasion technique and the speed of light evasion of others. In this way, with your kid's personality, As long as there is someone close to your escape speed or even faster than your escape speed in front of you, you will definitely not get close to it. It is your choice to wait for the other party to pass by first, then borrow a way, or directly detour.

Hearing this, Wang Li raised his eyebrows.

After receiving a modest response, Godly Lord Dayan became more and more optimistic about the young man in front of him: Tsk tsk, no wonder you have the cultivation you have today.

It's just a fluke.

While continuing to lock on the head of the Tianfu Sect, he accelerated the speed of Xingyue Shenzhou a lot.

Is it a fluke? There is indeed a little bit of luck. After all, you and I have already wrestled with luck for a round before we were born! For example, those born fairy seedlings, those born with dual spiritual roots, special constitutions, and strange spirits that are naturally suitable for cultivation Root, Tianlinggen, they were much luckier and won at the beginning.

But more, they lost on the way and at the end.

For example, his Dayan God Lord.

Huh?!

At this moment, Wang Li seemed to have seen something unbelievable, and his nerves tensed up. It turned out that a large black shadow that was rapidly spreading appeared under the sea area in the field of vision; in just a few blinks, the hundreds of miles of sea in that area almost became black. And at the same time, black mist rose from the sea one after another, making his scalp tingle with fear.

ghost fog!

What's wrong?

Old Antique was very surprised.

Brother Dayan, I have to trouble you to help me again.

With a slap on the storage bag, the brilliance flashed, and a bundle of ropes as high as a hill was taken out from it.

Myriad Demon Lock?

Refined from the tendons of tens of thousands of high-level monsters, it is considered a relatively special top-level magic weapon. And because of the particularity of the material, even if this long rope loses the support of mana and spiritual power in the middle, it still has excellent flexibility and toughness.

Isn't this the equipment you prepared for your godson Li Jin? It is said that there is a difficult but extremely important secret mission to be entrusted to him. For this reason, he was asked to practice mortal martial arts a lot. Why is it used at this time?

Brother Dayan, hurry up! Your spiritual sense should be able to catch that person before he succeeds.

Simultaneously with the two avatars, Xingyue Shenzhou was activated, and thirty-six high-level spirit stones were used to inlay it into the power groove, making it burst out at the limit speed.

the other side.

This fairy road is long, looking down at the chatting and laughing of all living beings, it is too much to be drunk today.

The Yun head of the Tianfu Sect was feeling drunk and poetic, when he suddenly heard a monk not far away exclaiming.

What's wrong?

He glanced back subconsciously, and immediately saw a scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

A black line that can't be seen at a glance is rushing towards him from behind. The speed was so fast that he had never seen it in his life. In the blink of an eye, it actually crossed several miles of sea area; and what was originally a black line has already turned into a terrifying wave of black mist covering the sky and covering the sun hundreds of feet high and spreading for at least a hundred miles.

The momentum was so great that it was like facing hundreds of volcanoes erupting at the same time.

The key point is that all the creatures seen by the spiritual consciousness and the naked eye, no matter fish, shrimp, monsters, or birds, when they approached the black mist, they all fell down and disappeared into the black mist. Life or death is unknown.

Actually devouring all life.

escape.

Master Yun, who was trembling and chilling all the way up from his feet, decisively threw away the wine gourd and fled desperately, injecting all his mana into the flying sword without saving his life, and was so frugal that he even removed the light curtain propped up by the wind protection technique up.

Please hurry up, Qing Yunjian. Come on.

The next moment, the speed of whoosh rose sharply, the cheeks on the face were wrinkled, and the hair was turned back.

But obviously not enough, far from enough.

Faster, faster, faster. Ahhh.

Crazy cry in the heart.

This speed is like a turtle crawling against the black mist behind his butt.

What should I do? What can I do to speed up?

His eyes were bloodshot and his forehead was sweating profusely.

By the way, because I'm standing on top of the flying sword, the wind will more or less hinder my progress.

When he realized that there was a huge air resistance in his body, he immediately lay down on the flying sword neatly, holding the big sword together and came together to unite the swords together.

And secretly swear in my heart, if I escape this time, I must stop drinking!

Those who cultivate the Tao should not be contaminated with worldly things.

However, Rao tried his best and even threw a lot of talismans behind him in an attempt to delay the black mist for a while, but the talismans were drowned by the black mist without even stirring up a single splash.

Even the foundation-building fellow daoist who reminded him with an exclamation, but was engulfed by the black mist because he was not fast enough, didn't make any ripples.

As for him, the distance between him and the black mist was getting closer and closer.

My life is over.

Is the time of more than a hundred years of cultivating Taoism coming to an end today?

I am so unhappy.

As the ghost fog approached within a hundred feet, Sect Master Yun reflected on his life like a flash of light, and only then realized how a failure his entire cultivation career had been.

When I was young, I was brought back to the Zongmen by my teacher to train and teach carefully. When I was young, I showed a good talent for cultivation and talisman making. When I was young, I was able to build a foundation and the scenery was just right. Later, I took over the burden of Tianfumen from the master, and I was obviously very energetic. He said that he wanted to lead his juniors to revive Tianfumen, but since when did this high-spirited and passionate fighting spirit be wiped out to the point that he could only use ordinary rice wine to relieve his worries?

By now, people who are over a hundred years old. Not to mention failing to form alchemy and revitalize Tianfumen, instead leading the sect into a declining dead end, it may be swallowed up by competitors around at any time.

What have I been doing all these years?

Even if the body dies and the dao disappears, what face do you have to go down to face your master and the ancestors of the Tianfu Sect?

There is also the secret technique of the spirit descending talisman, which is a single pass, and only the head of the sect is eligible to learn it. If he folded here, the sect would lose one more secret technique; the only remaining of the three secret talismans is the spirit transformation talisman. Wouldn't the hope of the Tianfu sect's rise be cut in half again?

My God!

Head Yun shed tears of regret in grief.

He who was calculated and hit by others back then should not have recovered from that setback.

Senior Luo Hu, keep someone under your word!

whoosh

Suddenly, the sound of breaking through the air came from a distance, and the teary-eyed old man trembled all over. Because before he heard the sound of breaking through the air, his body and the flying sword were tightly entangled several times by ropes, and then he was pulled by a huge force, which gave this force an inconceivable speed. Biao shot out of this sea area.

Moo hoo.

In the spiritual consciousness, thunderous roars came out one after another from the nearby seabed, like the roar of a bull or the roar of a tiger.

It felt like some horrible presence was sulking at the bottom of the ocean.

Actually, it was just a snort.