At night in Tongtian City, battle flags were flying in the simple camp of Longtian Camp. Tongtian City was so close to Tongtian Gorge that Lin Muyu had to station nearly 100,000 people here, and there were many magic crystal guns. It was this lineup that made the demons not dare to step out of Tongtian Gorge for more than two months. Even if there were, they were just some humans responsible for scouts and reconnaissance.

Lin Muyu sat cross-legged on the bed in the tent, and the divine power in his body turned into waves, hitting the entrances in the meridians again and again. The biggest difference between God and ordinary practitioners is the way of using power. God's power is like a wave of waves, endless, and it is called "the wave of God" in the cultivation world. Once in battle, God's power is endless, while ordinary practitioners are far from each other.

However, the cultivation of the gods is also quite hard. There are 99 cave heavens in the divine realm, and each small cave heaven is very difficult to practice. Lin Muyu has only cultivated into the ten-level cave heaven for nearly half a year, and it is still difficult to enter again. In fact, the cultivation method is very simple. Use the wave of gods in his body to impact the meridians and the bone marrow porch. The more waves in one minute, the better. However, the so-called wave of gods is stronger than the other, and it almost increases at a geometric level. When Lin Muyu launched the eighth wave, he felt that his body was very unbearable. When the ninth wave was launched, he felt that his body was about to burst halfway. When the tenth wave was launched, the supreme pattern in the sea of ​​mind would tremble slowly, and the absorption of power could no longer keep up.

"ah……"

Lin Muyu slowly opened her eyes and was still unable to launch the eleventh wave impact within one minute. It seemed that his cultivation was destined to remain in the tenth level cave heaven. This was very decadent, because it meant that his physical ability was the greatest to bear was the wave of the tenth level gods.

On the side, the wall of space not far away slowly opened. Ouyang Yan's graceful figure appeared, and she lay unceremoniously on the marching bed where Lin Muyu was standing side by side. She lay down lazily, and her red skirt leaked from her body like fire, outlining her charming arc. She tilted her head and looked at Lin Muyu, and smiled and said, "No need to be decadent. It is not easy for you to practice to the tenth level of cave heaven at your age. You may not know that it will be extremely difficult to practice after entering the divine realm. Every breakthrough in the divine realm requires a lot of cultivation and time. Some gods have not entered the second level of cave heaven after a hundred years since the day they entered the divine realm. You should be glad."

Lin Muyu's body was slightly damaged by the impact of the wave of gods, and he could not continue to practice, so he lay down and asked, "Ouyang, you have reached the peak of the God King. It is logical that you have already broken through the fiftieth level of cave heaven. How long has it been taken in total?"

"How long has it been? I think about it..." Ouyang Yan pondered and said, "I entered the realm of the God King when I was 7,500 years old, broke through the 30th level of cave heaven, and broke through the 59th level of cave heaven when I was 32,000 years old. It has been more than a hundred years since then, and I still have no breakthrough. Alas... After being plotted against in the heaven and losing my divine nature, my current cultivation level can only instantly raise the wave of the twenty-level gods. The long road of cultivation seems to be meaningless to me."

"Don't be discouraged, you will get what you lose." Lin Muyu comforted casually, suddenly opened her eyes wide and said, "Didn't you tell me last time that you are only over 8,000 years old? Why did you become over 30,000 today?"

"ah?"

Ouyang Yan was a little panicked and said, "Have I ever said before that I was over 8,000 years old?"

"have!"

"Then...that may be because you are afraid that you will dislike me as an old witch!"

"You entered the Holy Land at the age of twenty-six, and your face will last forever. What are you going to worry about?"

"Anyway... I'm just worried..."

At this moment, the whistling wind came from outside the camp, and the sound of Situ Sen and Fengxi checking whistle-

Situ Sen: "Have Your Highness slept?"

Guard: "I'm asleep."

Feng Xidao: "That...that goddess Ouyang Yan also slept in Your Highness's tent?"

"Yes, sir."

"Hmph." Feng Xi said lightly: "Ouyang Yan was originally just a rebellion from the Lingnan Yihe Kingdom. She didn't expect that Your Highness would value her so much. Sure enough... a knife on the head of the word "Se"!"

Situ Sen was a little disdainful: "Tsk, Fengxi, you are just jealous of Your Highness."

"I...why am I jealous of Your Highness?" Feng Xi argued.

"I'm still saying no?" Situ Sen smiled meaningfully: "I'll ask you, even if you Fengxi is capable, you have slept with all the ladies of Lanyan City, but have you ever slept with a real goddess? Your Highness went to bed."

Feng Xi pondered and was speechless.

It is true that it is easy to sleep with women, but difficult to sleep with goddesses. Especially the roses like Ouyang Yan, which seem to be unrestrained but are actually covered with thorns, can be seen from afar and not played with.

Lin Muyu and Ouyang Yan in the tent had both divine realm cultivation, so they could hear it clearly. Lin Muyu was speechless and pretended not to hear these words. The reason why she allowed Ouyang Yan to sleep in her room was just to ask the King of Fire Dance to give her guidance on her practice. As for the sleeping goddess Situ Sen mentioned, Lin Muyu had never thought about it and was not in this mood.

However, Ouyang Yan lay on the marching bed with her body standing tall, looking at Lin Muyu sideways, and said with a smile: "Look, how do others talk about us?"

Lin Muyu lay down flat, not looking at her, and said lightly: "I don't have to worry about my shadow being slanted."

"But what if you are not upright?" Ouyang Yan smiled at him charmingly, lay down on her back, kicked the quilt away, and said, "I don't care whether you have the courage or not. I'm sleeping very deeply anyway, and I don't know what you do."

Lin Muyu didn't speak, and her heart was as calm as a pool of stagnant water. This state of mind has been like this since Qin Yin's death, and it only caused a slight turmoil when she saw Tang Xiaoxi. However, even so, a peerless beauty like Ouyang Yan was in front of her, but Lin Muyu couldn't help but say in her heart: "Damn..."

It's late at night, go to bed.

...

Among the mountains of Libei, auspicious clouds linger, only mountains, rivers and rivers, and hundreds of beasts are scattered. It is a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers. Due to the rugged terrain, the mountains of Libei are still an uninhabited area. The mountains of Shandong are located in Tongtian Gorge in the east and Yunling in the west. They are unique and graceful.

In this uninhabited fairyland, the screams of a group of spiritual birds disturbed the tranquility of the mountains. It was a group of spiritual birds with colorful wings, a total of dozens. Each spiritual bird held a thin green vine in its mouth. A series of green vines were tied together and they were woven into a simple big basket. Inside the basket was an old man with white hair and hair, floating like a fairy, holding a small shovel in his hand, and laughed: "Chi'er, take me over there!"

"twitter……"

The spirit bird screamed, flapped its wings and flew over.

This is a stone wall that is thousands of feet high, covered with light vines. Just between the gaps of the stone wall, a small white flower is blooming under the moonlight.

"Holy lotus, finally found it!"

The old man couldn't help but feel happy, and walked out slowly along the edge of the basket. His steps were stepping in the void, and faint ripples appeared. A divine power spread around him. He was suddenly an old man who had entered the divine realm. His small shovel dug out the soil between the cracks of the rocks and dug out the holy lotus.

"This time, that spiritual crane should be saved."

The old man smiled with relief and held the holy lotus in his palm. Suddenly, his eyes were covered with a layer of golden light. Suddenly, the holy lotus slowly trembled, and a trace of white medicine essence rose up and gathered in the air. It was an extremely essence medicine essence. The old man's ability to temper herbs may have been cultivated to the level of extraordinary saints!

Looking at the mountains and rivers of the Qin Dynasty, who can have this level of cultivation, speak to birds and beasts, and benevolence to all things, besides Qu Chu? A medicine gourd hanging around his waist that rubbed and damaged his eyes, and the golden purple flower vaguely visible on the shabby cloak, which shows everything.

After tempering the medicine essence, Qu Chu jumped down from the air, and his whole body fell into the valley like a meteor. After penetrating the clouds, he landed among the stone walls of mountains and rocks. Under a cluster of green pine trees, a spiritual crane with damaged neck was lying there sobbing and moaning. Its neck was directly penetrated by a sharp arrow, and it was extremely injured. If it weren't for its natural spirituality, it would have died.

Qu Chu Zhang held the arrow's head in his hand, and suddenly he spitted a secret force in his palm, and the arrow suddenly shattered into powder. Just as Linghe's blood was about to spray out, Qu Chu spitted out a light fire in his palm, and while stopping the blood, he poured all the medicine essence of the holy lotus on the wound of Linghe. The cooling medicine essence not only aneals the pain but also heals the wound. For a moment, Linghe actually cheered and spread its wings at Qu Chu.

"Hahaha, it's fine!" Qu Chu gently stroked Linghe's head, his face full of kindness.

At this moment, several birds in the distance flew over through the clouds, chirping in Qu Chu's ears, flapping their wings hard.

In a blink of an eye, Qu Chu seemed to understand something, and his expression became cold and he said lightly: "The Demons... They are too bullying. They killed Xiao Yin five years ago. Do you still want to harm Ayu now?"

However, Qu Chu traveled through the mountains and was idle in the wild crane. This was the life he wanted. It was this open-minded and freehand state of mind that made him cultivate into a heavenly state. Now he has broken through the twenty-ninth level of cave heaven and reached the peak of the God Lord. In a battle five years ago, Qin Yin was accidentally killed by Tang Xiaoxi. He was thousands of miles away and could not reach it. Now it is different. Lin Muyu is in Tongtian City, thousands of miles away, only half a day's trip.

“Stop it…”

Qu Chu reached out his hand, and the Invisible Power Net slowly pushed away a group of birds and said with a smile: "Little guys, I'm going to go to the lower realm to finish some things. You guys are waiting for me here, and I will come back."

"Chilarious..." The voices of the birds seemed to be chirping happily.

"brush!"
Chapter completed!