Chapter 319 (1/2)

”Let me think about it!” Yang Xuan finally looked at Luo Yi and said faintly.

”I'm waiting for your good news.” Luo Yi's cold eyes disappeared and smiled.

Yang Xuan's eyes flashed when he came out of Luo Yi.

Some time ago, after absorbing a lot of soul power, Heizhu seemed to become a little different. From time to time, there was an inexplicable palpitation, but after careful exploration, he couldn't find anything.

He had a faint feeling that there seemed to be a big secret hidden in the black beads.

Now the only clue is the holy mountain.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with joining the holy mountain for the time being.

It's a big deal. He'll just leave after he finds out the origin of Heizhu.

However, this is later. His top priority now is to enter the Wushen ruins first.

Desert of death!

He tasted these four words over and over again.

However, he is not in a hurry. How earth shaking the world of Wushen relics is, it will certainly spread. It is only a blink of an eye to go to the desert of death at his speed, but he is not in a hurry for a moment.

Now, what he cares about is actually the battle between Gu Shentu and the East.

What is Tao?

Until now, he is still thinking about this problem.

What is Tao? Does Xiuzhen need to find his own way?

His present state is Yuanying, but Yuanying is not the end of cultivation, but the beginning.

He looked inside quietly. In the void of Dantian, the little baby sat with his eyes closed and couldn't help breathing in the aura. It looked mysterious and abnormal.

When a baby really grows up, it will become a God.

But is it really that simple?

Yang Xuan sighed slightly. As the first person on the road of truth cultivation, he had to touch the stone to cross the river. He didn't know where he could go.

To tell you the truth, he's a little confused now.

So he wanted to see the battle between Xiangdong and Gu Shentu.

I want to see what is Tao.

Then he returned to the forgotten land.

Meng Qingqing is concentrating on Cultivation and making rapid progress.

Her earthly talent is amazing. It's more appropriate to describe her entry with a thousand miles a day.

After observing her for a few days, Yang Xuan was happy. Meng Qingqing's cultivation has been on the right track and does not need his guidance.

When Yang Xuan came out of the forgotten place, he calculated the time. There were only a few days left before Gu Shentu and the decisive battle to the East.

After thinking about it, he decided to go to the moon watching mountains.

Wangyue mountain is far from Taihe City, but at his speed, it's natural.

When I arrived at the moon watching mountain, although it was nearly half a month before the day of the decisive battle between the two, many martial artists had gathered under the moon watching mountain.

For many people, the duel between such masters is rare and can't be missed.

”You are white?”

When Yang Xuan stood on a cliff and looked at the bustling crowd at the foot of Wangyue mountain, a voice came from behind him.

Yang Xuan didn't look back for the first time, but said faintly, ”it's Bai. What advice do you have?”

The man behind him gave a light hum and then said, ”it's OK!”

Yang Xuan turned around and looked at the people behind him.

White clothes are better than snow, and clothes fly like immortals.

He looked in his forties, and his eyebrows were full of indifference.

This indifference, indifference to everything, as if everything could not be put in his heart, and as if everything could not attract his attention.

A faint smell of sandalwood came from him. It smells very good.