Chapter 347

Lei Zhen's Dharma boat was several times faster than xuanhu's. it took several days to come, but it took only one day to go back. Xiang Yang felt that it was not bad for him to follow.

But they came for that place, but where on earth is that place? He still can't figure it out.

According to the analysis of the existing situation, that place should be much stronger than those real overlord sects in the mountain and sea world, otherwise it will never let a real king break down like this.

This thing is like a powder keg. I don't know when it will be lit, so I still have to guard against this thunder shock.

But then again, what is a powder keg? Is there such a thing in the mountain and sea world? What did Tianyan instill into his consciousness

The endless kinds of soul skills along the way can be of great use to Zhenjun. He himself doesn't know, but there are always some effects under the subtle influence.

Xiang Yang was so powerful when he left. The whole Jiuding immortal gate knew that a dead guy had provoked a Zhenjun Daneng. Except for the people close to him, almost no one would think he could come back alive.

When Lei Zhen's Dharma boat landed slowly in fuyuzong's residence, the whole Jiuding immortal gate was shocked. First, it rushed to the sky, and then mengmi and Baili

As for the other large and small sects, they are not even qualified to come to the audience.

The following days were spent in intense practice.

Xiang Yang's two old disciples stayed awake for two months and worked out a hundred sets of magic weapons, both offensive and defensive. One of them is a low-level weapon, and the other is also a magic weapon, which is just right for today's friars of Fuyu sect.

As a reward, Xiang Yang passed on several array patterns. They were overjoyed and paid more respect to the cheap master.

Among the sect members who gathered here this time, there were also some who were good at refining weapons. Xiang Yang took out another "huge sum of money" and almost wiped out the family's inventory. He really armed the Fuyu sect friars to the teeth. Even the male friars had several Dharma precepts on their hands.

Where have these poor and used guys enjoyed such treatment? They are more energetic every day. They practice like they don't want to die. They are afraid of being compared by others and losing the face of our leader Xiang.

Xiang Yang's improved battle array has also been spread everywhere through the Sanqing yuan. Except for a few places that are too remote, almost all monks have practiced. Although time is running out, they can always have some effect.

Besides, how can a person who cultivates immortals have a real fool? The learning ability is super strong. In fact, it has basically taken shape in a month. It's really not good. There will be some opportunities to continue to temper at the front line.

Less than two months after Xiang Yang returned to Jiuding immortal gate, the order to start came at last.

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The Dharma boat shuttled through the clouds. A dragon like mountain range loomed in front of it. Xiang Yang stood at the head of the boat and looked at it from a distance. Lei Zhen pointed at the front behind him.

"Childe, that's Beige peak. The mountain here is steep. There are only a few mountain passes for barbarians to attack. However, even if it is a mountain pass, it is often thousands of feet away from the ground. There are 18 large fortresses and more than 700 small fortresses on the opposite side."

After he followed Xiang Yang, he kept trying to figure out what to call him. Finally, he chose the word "childe", which showed more respect and left him some dignity. Xiang Yang also heard a lot of stories about "childe and miss" from those storytellers when he was young. He felt that this title was not bad, so he let him go.

Lei Zhen's Dharma boat was very fast. Xiang Yang took several of his closest people and walked ahead. He had opened a few days' journey with the large forces in the rear and arrived first.

The Qitian mountains live up to their reputation. There are mountains over ten thousand feet everywhere. Compared with them, either the Fuyu main peak or the Jiuding main peak can be called a small hill at most.

Beige peak is the highest peak in this area. Before reaching the mountainside, it has towered into the clouds. The mountain pass between Beige peak and a nearby giant peak is more than 3000 feet high. The largest fortress in this area is built here.

Although it is not comparable to the two cities in sanqingyuan, the scale of this fortress is not small. The wall in front is built along the mountain, with a height of 100 feet and a thickness of more than 100 feet. It looks like a spacious square.

When Lei Zhenzhen arrived, naturally someone had already informed him that several real people with some experts at the top of the nine turns had already met there. Before he got off the boat, Xiang Yang had met his acquaintances, nodded slightly towards Jing Mo in the crowd, took the lead, and Lei Zhen followed behind him.

Two months later, the story of his engagement with Lei Zhen had already spread. Even the ancestors of Sanqing had not concealed the origin of the battle array. Xiang Yang's name had already spread all over the chaotic front. At least they were well-known. Naturally, no one would wonder why a little monk in the end of the pill walked in the front, but they were very respectful.

Are you kidding? This is a pervert who can kill real people in the end of the pill period. The battle array has been improved. The whole friars in northern China have to read grace. If they insist on adding an identity, the dream lover of female friars in northern China is also more suitable.

"I've seen Xiang offering and Lei Zhenzhen. I'm tiger spring under the door of Tianhu Xianzong. Xuanhu Zhenjun is my master. He can't come until the barbarians attack first. He told me to come here first and wait for the offering."

In the crowd, a white faced middle-aged man saw the ceremony first.

Lei Zhen followed behind. It's optional. Well, he said hello a few times.

"Immortal Huquan, I'm polite. I hope you can take care of me in the future!"

Xiang Yang was full of spring. He first chatted with Huquan, then said hello to a group of real people next to him, and then hugged Jing mo. of course, he would not forget the other friars who reached the peak of nine turns.

His words were sincere, his posture was very low, and there was no sense of madness of young success. These monks were relieved, and the smile on his face was much more real.

"This is a wild land, and no wonder such a fortress needs to be built..."

After a greeting meeting, Xiang Yang strolled to the edge of the city wall and looked up. In front of him was a lush grassland. Near the wild side, the mountain was gentle and inclined down to the plain. On the hillside, there was no grass, all of which were brown rocks and soil.

His nose stirred, and he smelled the fishy smell similar to that of Sanqing, but much lighter.

"These rocks were not the same color at first. For thousands of years, I don't know how many barbarians and our northern Chinese friars have shed their blood here. It's only then that they are dyed brown. Some good people have dug them up and they are all dried up at the bottom of the mountain."

Huquan stood beside him with a sigh in his words.