Fifty people, fifty fragments of Taoist monuments, and fifty little suns were each caught in their hands. The suction force increased, and those who couldn't hold it had to let go.

The fragments rushed straight into the formation and quickly assembled into a tombstone that was three feet high, half a foot wide, and half a foot thick. There were no words on it and only a few simple textures. There was nothing unusual about it.

But after the combination, it was a perfect piece, without any light. The formation was very bright and blazing. Once the Taoist monument was completed, fifty rays of rays of light as thick as the mouth of a bowl were directed towards the last person who came into contact. Incomprehensible shapes were quickly formed between the eyebrows.

runes.

Duan De touched it and felt nothing, but he had a clear understanding in his heart, and now he could enter the formation.

"Is this a pass?"

After looking around, his eyes finally landed on Xiao Yu's face. Xiao Yu was also staring at him. The water had reached his eyes and his mouth was slightly flattened. Duan De smiled slightly and stretched his hands to swipe his face twice.

Many people had already entered, but Duan De did not enter, and the people behind him were not in a hurry. Zhi Du smiled, jumped into the formation with Yu Yuan in his arms, and disappeared.

"I'll take the first step and see you later."

Qin Guannan then slowly entered the formation.

"Let's go!"

Duan De took a few steps forward and walked into the formation.

"This teleportation array is good! It's stable and comfortable, and you can watch the meteors glide by. It's a rare leisurely trip."

In the transmission channel, Duan Deru was in the creative tunnel. It was not the chaos of the cultivator world like himself. He couldn't see anything clearly. It was inevitable that he would feel dizzy after exiting the formation.

It was dark, deep, and long and weak white lines filled the entire circular tunnel at the same height as him. He could not feel any squeezing pressure or movement, as if it was such a strange place in the first place.

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Soon, Duan De was talking to himself for such a short period of time, and his expectation was somewhat empty. Will the problem that has been bothering him for a long time be solved? The transmission of worries about gains and losses was completed.

After coming out of the formation, Duan De was stunned. He turned around and looked around blankly. His consciousness was carefully spread out. The suppression was still very strong, but it was not too close.

"Holy shit! Your uncle's swindle! No wonder there are far more people who are not interested than those who are interested! Bastard! What a fucking world of Taoist monuments!~~~"

Even after being furiously cursing for nearly half a day, Duan De couldn't calm down the depression in his heart. Damn it! He will never be able to forget the image of the bastard in front of him, let alone let go of it, for the rest of his life!

The master of food grabbing! Statue! The stone platform at the end of the trial world!

This is the place where Duan De has been, and it is also the source of the technique he is practicing now! Under the stone platform, close to the magma, the traces he left have not changed at all. The surrounding magma sea is still the same as before, and the master of food grabbing is still stupid.

He was stunned in place!

"This joke is too big!"

Duan De looked at the statue with a grin and muttered.

"Second Master, my disciple has come to see you. Do you want to express your gratitude? Come out and chat for a while."

How could Duan De give up? After decades of hard work, he once ran back to the pre-liberation period, hoping that the transmission of the Taoist Monument might have some other purpose.

The energy is still very sufficient. Duan De has no scruples here. He fully activates his skills. While recovering, he stares at the statue intently. It's not that he doesn't want to shed blood to "recognize his master". The question is where to find blood now?

"After all, I am also your direct descendant. Now I have completely changed my ways, abandoned my evil ways and adopted good deeds. I will strictly follow the teachings of my second master, abolish my shabby martial arts, and seriously practice your old "Nine Thunder Falling Heaven Technique"."

"Please give me some pointers. There are many things I don't understand. Master, could you please say something?"

Duan De climbed onto the arm of the statue, held the statue and complained alone, but?

This is just a statue.

"It would be unrealistic to think that the energy here can be restored. It will take at least ten years. It is almost impossible to maintain this concentration of energy."

After trying everything he could think of, including rolling around, crying and hanging, and threats, Duan De basically gave up. His only thought was to restore his blood circulation here and try bleeding again.

Duan De can actually come here at any time. The teleportation array he arranged himself is probably still in place and has the coordinates. He can just arrange another one in the cultivator world.

“It’s like revisiting an old place, eh~~~”

Duan De jumped into the magma sea, and when he came out, there was nothing he could do about it. It was no different from jumping into the water at this time, and there was no pressure on himself.

Duan De was still a modern monk when he came in. Now he is just like those monks in ancient times. He has no Tao charm, no true energy, no spiritual roots, and no brand of this world.

"Haha, I can fly, escape from the ground, and swim in magma seas. I am a superman."

A fierce person plunges into the magma sea. Naturally, he cannot see anything below, and the range of spiritual consciousness that can be explored is not wide. However, there should be a lot of good materials here. Now he is the poorest in the world except for new practitioners.

All the income gained in the secret realm was thrown to Sima Ancheng to replenish the "treasury". A good thing about monks is that they don't have to eat if they don't have money, and they can live happily just drinking the northwest wind.

"Brother Dao, you are also implicated by me, and I don't know when you will wake up."

Duan De took out the butcher's knife and sank to the bottom of the magma sea, frowning. Under normal conditions, the butcher's knife was more reliable here than he felt. Now?

I can only walk slowly, get some materials if I have them, and forget about them if I don’t have them. Anyway, I don’t have much hope for Duan De here. I’ve already been to a place once, and I always can’t arouse any interest.

"Huh? Wait!"

Duan De suddenly remembered something, rushed out of the magma sea quickly, and returned to the statue of the great god of grain grabbing. Behind him was the stone pier that he came from at that time. Behind the statue was the magma sea, and there was no stone pier.

"Did you already check it when you were free to run around?"

Duan De jumped and stepped on the top of the statue. Was that quite rude, or was it the empty magma sea? However, it seemed that the boundary wall was not far away at that time. Is this?

In front of the boundary wall

Duan De stared at the chaotic curtain wall, his eyes flashing, there was definitely a change.

You can vaguely see the gleam behind the curtain wall, which was never seen many years ago. This is exactly where I stood at that time. I have been looking at it for a long time. It is impossible to ignore the difference behind it!

"The boundary wall still cannot be crossed, but what is the light spot behind this? Could it be that it appeared after I left?"

The chaotic mist made it difficult to see clearly, and occasionally the colors of the light were unclear. Duan De stood in front of the magma sea boundary wall, turned around and stared at the statue with its back facing him. The back also had the same face as the one in front.

In other words, the statue of Qiang Liang is one body with two sides, or is it symmetrical?

This is also a change! Back then, it was just a back, not like this! When I first came in, there was no spiritual consciousness covering the statue, and I selectively ignored things that were familiar to me.

"Is this the purpose of the teleportation of the Taoist Monument, or did it change after I left?"

Duan De studied for a while but didn't find anything, so he planned to revisit his old place and see if the continent where he settled had also changed.

The ruins of the stone house are still there, and the spiritual stone crystal powder of the teleportation array has long been washed away by the rain. As long as the spiritual stones are placed, the cultivator world can be teleported. It has not changed. Even the pit they dug at that time remains the same now.

"If the thief doesn't escape, I still don't believe it. It's really someone who brought me here inexplicably!"

Duan De once again returned to the boundary wall position, sat cross-legged in the magma sea, absorbed all his energy to restore his body, and waited for the blood circulation to recover. It was absolutely necessary to try with blood. Not to mention that he had discovered changes, he was ready to try again even without him.

The six capitals are misty and rainy, and the rivers are tidal

Liu Xinlu

Smiling and inviting tourists to embrace the spring breeze

Cold snow passes away

Freshly turned bamboo shoots in winter mud are outstanding

The ancient city of Liudu is located in the Weiwan Delta, where the Wan'ao River receives the Wei River. It has picturesque scenery and distinct four seasons. It is the second largest city in the Da'ang Kingdom. Although Da'ang is a mortal country, it actually belongs to the Bi'ang Sect.

Money bag.

In the Golden Triangle, the City of Eighteen Cultivators, there are many forces, and the struggle lasts for tens of thousands of years. The Biang Sect is only a second-level sect, and it can only last for a few hundred years.

Cultivators fight less than ordinary people and can be basically ignored in areas without super sect jurisdiction. However, this is not the case in the Golden Triangle. This article is listed as the first iron rule for cultivators here!

Therefore, the mortal kingdom has a long history. Although the name of the country is not permanent, the people live a prosperous and comfortable life.

It is early spring, and the six capitals are suddenly warm and cold, which cannot stop the enthusiasm of the white-clad scholars and elegant scholars for spring outings. Boats are painted on the river, flower boats are dotted on the vast river, and the ancient willow paths along the river are full of tourists.

The warm sun is slack, the green rain is misty, the green mountains are covered with rising water, the elegant buildings by the river, and the fine boats in the water are all covered with light gauze tents, it is like a fairyland on earth!

"The drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River is diligent in urging poems, and the soft wind in the six capitals is eager to hear good news. This place is destined for me~~~"

The gentle cold drizzle made the gentlemen cover their hair and leave. The noisy Liudu scenic spot "Jialiu Riverside" gradually became quiet. It was midnight and the sky was getting late. It was supposed to be the beginning of this place's prosperity, but now there is only the center of the river.

In the boat, soft whispers came from the Accord on the shore.

Under an ancient willow tree by the river, there are bamboo hats, coir raincoats, green bamboo poles, rattan chairs, bamboo baskets and small boats. This man seems to be in a good mood, imitating those literati and elegant scholars to write such a paradoxical poem, which has a unique charm.

Upon closer inspection, he has a rough face, thick eyebrows and beard, and a slight lack of flesh on his face, but it adds a softness. He is barefoot in green clothes under a coir raincoat, fishing alone in the spring water of the river, regardless of the rain and mud.

This person is Duan De!

Without the disturbing lame love poems in front of him and behind him, Duan De's brows were filled with joy. The image of floating in the river suddenly changed, and he was pulled closer to the slightly turbid water in an instant.

Duan Dexin carried a fishing rod made of green bamboo and was immediately pulled into an almost half-folded hook, and the thin transparent fishing line made a sharp roar on the water surface.

"Hey, there are no noisy young men like those, so this fish just comes faster!"

After waiting for a whole day, the fish basket was empty, but nearly half the night, I caught one by chance. It is really a great joy in life. After walking with a stick of incense, I finally met the right owner, a plump golden carp, I am afraid it will not be born.

Five pounds!
Chapter completed!