Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 10 Flight Plan
Li Tiannan turned into a streak of red light and flew past at high speed, piercing the cold light of the bright moon, with a sharp and piercing whistling sound and an unbridled momentum.
Seeing this momentum, the cultivators passing by tried to avoid it from afar for fear of being out of time, only a ray of five-colored light suddenly flew out from the side and greeted it.
The two rays of light suddenly stopped and stood opposite each other in mid-air.
If a cultivator saw this scene from afar, he would definitely feel uncomfortable as if he had suddenly stopped at a very fast speed. The control of the two people's strength has reached the pinnacle.
"Five Wonders?" Li Tiannan stood upright on the blood-red fairy sword with his hands behind his back, looking coldly at a gray-robed Taoist in front of him.
The Taoist had disheveled hair and a stern face. He wore a loose grey robe that didn't fit him well. The clean grey robe was now stained with oil and dirt, making it look extremely unkempt.
However, the hilts of five immortal swords were revealed on his back. They had not yet been unsheathed, but the sharp sword energy emanating from them seemed to tear apart the surrounding air.
These are two peerless figures standing opposite each other.
"Daoguo, have you got it?" Wu Jue spoke, his voice and wording gave people a stiff feeling.
After a moment of surprise, Li Tiannan sneered and said, "So what if I get it, so what if I don't? With your strength, you would also be interested in Dao Fruit?"
"It's not me, it's Young Master Tian." Wu Jue said.
Hearing this name, Li Tiannan's pupils suddenly shrank.
"Dao fruit is not a rare thing to you or me. Give it to me and I will speak for you in front of Young Master Tian." Wu Jue said again.
"Young Master Tian?"
"Wu Jue, I laugh at you. You are so old that you have cultivated to the level of a dog, and you are actually running errands for something you have never seen before." Li Tiannan sneered, and his momentum suddenly rose. He was a man who was decisive in killing, so how could he be willing to be inferior to others? At this moment, he was inexplicably provoked by Wu Jue, and his heart was extremely angry.
"Old friend!" Wu Jue slightly opened his eyes, and rustling sounds like silver bells came from the five scabbards, and thousands of sword energies were ready to move.
"For the sake of our old friendship, I will answer you once. I have not attained the Tao." The words "old friend" slightly reduced Li Tiannan's murderous intent. After saying this, he flew away on his sword.
However, the Five Supremes did not give in at all and stood quietly in front of him.
Li Tiannan and the Five Jue are both top figures in the world. If a rare treasure comes into the world, it would be fine if they are not there, but if they are present, it is absolutely impossible for the treasure to be taken away by others.
This action completely ignited Li Tiannan. He had been waiting at the Tongtian Road but had not seen the Dao Fruit. He also encountered a ghost messenger from the ghost world who almost hooked his external demon god and his life soul away. At this moment, he was in a very bad mood, but he was stopped by Wu Jue here to ask for the Dao Fruit that he had not even obtained. How could he bear it?
Without saying a word, he raised his hand and the blood-red immortal sword was already floating beside him. The red true energy rushed up into the sky, and a strong wind blew up around him, making his hair and beard flutter, like a demon god in charge of killing.
There was a flash of green light in Wu Jue's eyes, and behind him there appeared a green fairy sword. The sword had not yet been unsheathed, but a ray of green light rose up, as if connecting to the void.
Just as a battle between top warriors was about to break out, Wu Jue's eyes flashed, and he dodged like a ghost, turning into a streak of light and darted away.
"My old friend, Young Master Tian has already calculated that a large number of Dao fruits will be born today. Listen to my advice and do not touch any of these Dao fruits, otherwise you will be doomed..."
Wu Jue's voice gradually faded away, and in the direction where he was speeding, there was a golden beam of light that went straight into the void on the horizon.
The road to heaven, the second Dao fruit!
Even with Li Tiannan's extensive knowledge of the cultivation world, he had never seen so many extremely precious Dao fruits appear in the world almost at the same time, otherwise such rare treasures with mysterious origins could not be worth a starting price of 100 million spirit stones.
The Five Great Masters were very decisive. It was uncertain whether Li Tiannan had the Dao Fruit. And even if he clearly had the Dao Fruit, it was still unknown whether he could defeat Li Tiannan.
Ten birds in the bush are not as good as one bird in the hand. The five supreme masters choose to fight for the ownerless Tao fruit.
Staring closely at the direction where the Five Supremes were flying, before he had time to think about the causes and consequences of all this, Li Tiannan's eyes trembled slightly and he slowly turned his head.
I saw several beams of light rising into the sky from different directions, some far, some near, some small, some big.
The straight beam of light pierced through the darkness and connected to the sky, as if an immortal in heaven was guiding the mortals down to the world.
"So many fruits have come into the world..."
The night wind blew his clothes, and even a strong man like Li Tiannan suddenly felt a long-lost chill.
Then, he turned into a ray of blood light and shot towards a pillar of light.
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Wang Chen stood on a protruding rugged rock and looked into the distance. In the distance were endless mountain ranges with thick white mist lingering above them, making people feel insignificant.
“Perhaps only those cultivators who have stepped into the blue sky can truly feel a sense of belonging to this magnificent world.”
Sometimes Wang Chen feels that he is extraordinary because he can see things that others cannot see.
But after he climbed over mountains and crossed rivers, he felt that he was indeed a tiny being who was pursuing the extraordinary but was walking on an ordinary path.
Ants in prosperous times.
They had been climbing the mountain since early morning, and three hours had passed. The sun was shining brightly, making him feel that he was closer to the sun.
Since we are ordinary, we should stand on tiptoe.
But Wang Chen feels that standing on tiptoe does not necessarily make you extraordinary.
The 103rd day of the journey north.
He still hadn't condensed a trace of what a cultivator called aura.
Even though he had already discovered that the strange ball of light in his body was actually a method of cultivation and densely packed handwriting, it might be the thing that carried his infinite dreams.
But it is obviously a waste of time on the unqualified ones themselves.
There is a lot of fog on the mountain. It is a kind of cool water vapor. The fresh feeling that hits your face can make you forget your fatigue.
This is not Wang Chen’s first time climbing a mountain, and climbing is not his hobby.
In his experience as a hunter, this huge mountain range has become a biosphere unto itself.
Countless ferocious beasts lurk there, and the ferocious alien birds in the sky and the strange snakes, scorpions, rats and insects in the caves are all extremely tough opponents.
And it's not tasty at all.
But he still chose to climb this mountain whose top could not be seen at a glance.
The mountain wind was quite strong, causing his hair to flutter and his clothes to rustle.
His sight flew down along the long and steep mountains. Through the translucent clouds, he could see the lush grassland and several sturdy cowhide tents of different sizes.
We arrived at this grassland at the foot of the mountain yesterday evening.
There lives a group of secluded herdsmen here who are very hospitable.
That night, the bonfire and the whole roasted lamb grilled with the herdsmen's special spices, the golden fat exuded an aroma that made people's mouths water. The herdsmen ground a kind of berry and spread it on the roasted meat to remove the fishy smell of the lamb. It was a delicacy that Wang Chen had never tasted before, and he ate it with relish.
Late at night, Yangla, the most beautiful girl among the herdsmen, walked into Wang Chen's tent with a blushing face.
This is an ancient custom.
Whenever a guest comes, the herdsmen will send the most beautiful woman to sleep with the guest, and the woman will draw a red string on the bed.
If the red thread is not broken after one night, the guest is the herdsman’s brother.
If it is broken, the visitor will be killed.
In the end, Wang Chen slept outside the tent all night wrapped in a snow-white fox fur coat, and Yang La sat beside him with her knees hugged.
Looking up at the clear, twinkling, beautiful starry sky that could not be described in words, he told Yangla many stories, including that one of the stars in the sky might be the blue that only existed in dreams.
It was on that night that he heard the rumors about this fairy mountain.
On top of the fairy mountain, the true immortal appears.
Even the most common animals on the mountain have been enlightened by the immortals and transformed into immortal beasts.
Wang Chen asked whether true immortals were cultivators and whether immortal beasts were ordinary exotic beasts.
Yangla shook her head. Before they , they had seen cultivators and strange beasts.
A mist-like vapor floated over, dispelling Wang Chen's shock.
He looked down again. Although his eyesight was good, he could not see every blade of grass or tree clearly at the foot of the mountain at this distance.
His eyes wandered around and inexplicably stopped at a tent.
It was as if there was a tall figure standing beside the tent, watching him disappear into the depths of the white clouds.
The mist on the mountain is a good cover at this moment.
Wang Chen took out a bottle of white medicine powder from his bag and smeared it on the wet clothes.
This is the colorless and odorless flower of the oligophylla birch tree. After being dried and ground into a fine powder, it can extremely effectively block the excellent sense of smell of most animals, but people can hardly smell this faint scent.
After doing all this, Wang Chen climbed up again.
There is no road to the fairy mountain, just like all extraordinary things, their final destination is to be lost in the ordinary world.
There was gravel under his feet that kept sliding down the mountain. The higher he went up the mountain, the steeper it became and the sparser the vegetation became. Wang Chen inexplicably wondered if the top of the mountain was just bare rock.
Looking upward, the clouds and mist blocked all vision and the top could not be seen. If it were not for the increasingly sparse trees, it would really have the air of a fairy mountain.
Wang Chen did not believe in the fairy mountain that Yangla talked about, just like he would never believe that he was just a mortal. Many facts were turned into mysterious myths through word of mouth, which made people believe them without a doubt.
Unfortunately, this fact will not change whether you believe it or not.
Even if it is an immortal mountain, how can it enlighten me who has no qualifications for cultivation?
He just felt that there might be some opportunities in the mountains that could support him as a mortal, to cross mountains and seas, and among the crowds of people, and become a little bit extraordinary.
Moreover, in his bag, there was an elaborately crafted item, which was made of eight tough animal tendons tied into a knot on a specially made hard leather vest and belt.
In fact, it was a parachute made from a giant fox skin. The skin of this exotic animal was extremely tough, and Wang Chen spent two full months sewing the scraps of cloth he found at the battle site with the cultivators into it. It could keep out the cold when it was cold, and protect against rain when it rained. Now it had another function.
He wanted to jump off the top of the fairy mountain, then open the white and fluffy parachute and see where he could glide to like the petals of a dandelion floating in the wind.
This plan is very important. We can't keep boasting about going to the sky only to find out in the end that we can't fly.
That would be too embarrassing.
And Xiaoyao will definitely be stunned by this shock.
He looked at the little guy who was floating around with a curious look on his face, looking for flowers in the cracks of the rocks and insects he had never seen before under the stones, but never gave up on him at any time, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face.
