Yang Gan was in a good mood when he walked outside the store. He was very satisfied with the two materials he got.
Golden Flame Stone is the core material for refining imitations of the Seven Flame Fan. Its fire properties perfectly match the characteristics of the Seven Flame Fan itself and complement each other, making the imitation even more powerful.
The glare crystal is one of the indispensable materials for refining the puppets of the late Nascent Soul.
Yang Qian clearly remembered his agreement with the Lord Dayan. When he parted with the Lord Dayan, he promised to personally refine the puppets of the late Nascent Soul level in the future so that the other party could see his weapon refining skills.
Yang Qian never really paid attention to the man surnamed Qian and the woman surnamed Lu.
Regardless of whether their backers would actually come looking for him, he was fearless.
Once Yang Qian leaves this city, the world is so vast that even the Void Refining monks and even the Fusion Stage monks will have difficulty finding traces of him.
What's more, if he uses the Gate of Heaven and Earth, Yang Qian thinks that no one in the spiritual world can find him.
The other party can't come across the border too.
‘Take a good walk around Sunset City again, and leave this place in a few days. ’
Yang Qian, who was extremely satisfied, had already made his decision.
In the next few days, he visited several other stores selling materials in Sunset City, and he also learned the specific news about a grand auction that was about to be held.
However, the auction is still three months away, which is obviously an unacceptable wait for Yang Gan.
What's more, according to Yang Qian's rumors, the big auction did not contain the materials he urgently needed.
Although many people have heard that the final item seems to be an offensive-focused spiritual treasure, it is not something that Yang Qian urgently needs.
What's more, there are god-transformation monks and even virtual-refining monks like Huang Liang Lingjun here. How can he, a small late-stage Nascent Soul, capture it? He might have his life but not use it.
Fortunately, although Yang Qian has not encountered rare materials such as Golden Flame Stone and Glare Crystal in the past few days, he has also provided the imitation Seven Flame Fan and the refining materials for Yuanying's late-stage puppet. Got it together.
What made Yang Qian even more ecstatic was that he bought a key material for refining the Taiyihua Qing Talisman in an inconspicuous shop in Sunset City. In this way, he could replace the talisman. With only a part of the required amount, one can barely refine a Taiyihua Qing Talisman.
You must know that the Taiyi Hua Qing Talisman is one of the four types of true immortal world talismans recorded in the Golden Que Jade Book. The materials required for it are extremely rare not only in the human world, but also in the spiritual world. It is possible to obtain such a talisman this time. With this key material, Yang Qian already felt extremely lucky.
As for the other immortal talismans in the Jinque Jade Book, such as the Jiugong Tianqian talisman, Tiange talisman and other high-level talismans, the materials required are so precious that they are beyond the reach of Yang Qian.
With his current cultivation level in the late Nascent Soul stage, even if he was really lucky enough to gather these rare materials, Yang Qian himself would not be able to master the skills of refining these talismans.
Only the Taiyi Hua Qing Talisman was within reach for him, and he could barely refine it.
Even so, Yang Qian had no intention of refining it now.
The collection of materials for the Taiyi Pure Talisman alone cost him a lot of spiritual stones and hard work, making it almost impossible for him to bear the cost of refining the second Talisman.
Therefore, Yang Qian had already decided that he must delve deeply into the art of talismans and improve his skills before he dared to try it.
Three days later.
Yang Qian quietly left Sunset City.
In the past few days, he was keenly aware that someone was secretly inquiring about his details. It was probably arranged by the young man surnamed Qian and the woman surnamed Lu.
Seeing this situation, Yang Qian naturally would not stay any longer. Originally, he had no intention of participating in the large-scale auction in Sunset City, but now there was no point in staying in the city.
So, Yang Qian set off without hesitation, and his destination was the Tomb of the Sunset.
After flying for about half a month, Yang Gan came to a huge canyon alone.
Here is the entrance to the Tomb of the Sunset.
The canyon is wide enough to stretch for several miles. The ground and both sides are covered with strange bright red stones, like a land dyed red with blood. Even the air floating nearby seems to be dyed red. Everything that can be seen is astounding. Heart palpitations.
Near the huge canyon, there were some monks and body refiners gathered there in twos and threes. Some of them were chatting in whispers, while others were meditating nearby with expressionless faces.
Most of these people are mid-level monks and body refiners who are not very advanced. They can only find enough companions before they dare to form temporary teams and enter the Grand Canyon.
Of course, there were also a few teams that had been agreed upon long ago. They came from a distance like a gust of wind, and without even pausing at the entrance, they went straight into it.
There were also some high-level monks and body refiners who thought highly of themselves. They also flashed past without any scruples and entered the mysterious land.
However, both the monks and the body refiners were extremely cautious. No one dared to fly too high. At most, they were flying at a low altitude of about ten feet above the ground.
Because anyone who is not unclear will know that once you fly too high in this land, you will be giving most of your life to the hands of demon cultivators, aliens, and other people with ulterior motives.
Moreover, in addition to this, there are countless ancient birds and beasts living in the Tomb of the Sunset, making this sky completely a forbidden area with no restrictions, and no one dares to really rush into the heights.
Yang Qian only delayed a moment near the entrance of the valley before he felt a dozen divine thoughts sweep over him one by one like spies.
At the entrance, Yang Qian stayed quietly for a short while. Faced with several small groups who hurriedly came to invite him because they clearly saw his extraordinary cultivation, he declined them one by one. Then, like a light fallen leaf, he floated in leisurely. into the canyon.
This canyon is just one of the several entrances to the human side of the Tomb of the Sunset. The rest of the canyon has been artificially blocked by high-level monks using several strange formations.
Naturally, there are some monks from Sunset City stationed near this only entrance, specially monitoring the movement of the entrance at all times to prevent any accidents from happening.
It's just that these monks are all hiding in the dark. It is said that the lowest among them has the cultivation of pill formation, and there is even a monk in the god transformation stage who is in charge.
In the deep canyon, Yang Gan walked forward steadily, silently sorting out the information about the Tomb of the Sunset that he had recently collected from all parties. Although there are descriptions of the Tomb of the Sunset in the original book, those words are far less vivid and realistic than the details in front of you.
Yang Gan murmured to himself in a low voice:
"This Tomb of the Sunset is really a holy place for cultivation!
Not only can it hone the practical skills of monks and body refiners, but it also contains countless treasures of heaven and earth! No wonder both the human and demon tribes turn a blind eye to this place. "He looked around. The canyon was empty and silent, as if it could swallow up all sounds.
At this moment, he was still wearing a black robe, and his magic power was hidden and not revealed at all. Naturally, he used the nameless Qi Condensation Technique to completely hide his cultivation.
Yang Gan held a golden spear in his hand. The silver arc on the gun was dancing like a silver dragon dancing wildly. It was the golden spear used by the Golden Dragon King of the Chaos Star Sea in the human world.
Yang Qian looks like an authentic body refiner now.
The canyon became wider and wider, and when Yang Qian walked more than a hundred miles, the last faint road disappeared.
Yang Gan stood quietly, looking around, a sharp light flashing in his eyes, and then he carefully released his consciousness.
Frowning slightly, Yang Qian chose a direction and moved forward steadily.
In the first few days, except for some small beasts and some snakes and insects that occasionally jumped out, nothing abnormal appeared, and Yang Gan did not encounter any monsters or other people.
However, given the vastness of the area, this is not a strange thing.
But five days later, a primitive dense forest that was almost impossible to see to the end appeared in front of Yang Gan.
This dense forest is like a green barrier. The trees are tall and tall, with a height of thirty to forty feet, which is daunting.
The dense branches and leaves cover the sky and the sun, bringing a cool and dark atmosphere.
From time to time, low beast roars came from the depths of the forest, as if there was some powerful monster lurking in it.
Yang Qian narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the mysterious forest. He took a deep breath and stepped into this unknown territory without hesitation.
As his figure swayed among the trees, he quickly disappeared into the rich greenery.
Relying on his powerful physical body and the body-lighting technique he had previously practiced, Yang Qian was at home in this dense forest.
Despite the tangled vines and overgrown bushes in the forest, he looked like a ghost, with a strong body and a smooth movement.
Yang Gan skillfully avoided every obstacle, as if the forest did not exist for him.
All of this was a deliberate act of weakness by Yang Qian.
After all, since Yang Gan entered the spirit world, this was the first time he had to deal with a foreign race. Previously, he was limited by his low cultivation level, so he stayed in the human race in the spirit world for a long time, just like a delicate flower in a greenhouse, which had not experienced the baptism of wind and rain.
Nowadays, Yang Qian relies on his success in cultivation, so naturally he cannot just stay stable in the three realms of the human race. He must improve his actual combat ability and contact more foreign races in order to lay a solid foundation for future practice.
You must know that according to rumors, before the Holy Emperor Tianyuan obtained the spiritual roots, he traveled alone into the wild world with only the strength of the Diamond Art, and then found the rare elixir that gave birth to spiritual roots.
Nowadays, Yang Qian has not only reached the state of great success in the Vajra Art, but also practiced the Brahma Saint True Demonic Art for more than a hundred years. His own magic power has climbed to the late Yuanying stage. He also holds the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure in his hand, and is more confident than he was just then. The Tianyuan Holy Emperor who entered the wild world was much stronger.
Although the Tomb of the Setting Sun in front of him was very dangerous, it was nothing compared to the wild wilderness. It was incomparable at all. He wanted to go deep into it and venture into it.
With a thought in Yang Qian's mind, his figure flashed like lightning. He stepped heavily on the tree trunk with two consecutive feet. He jumped up like a spring. He disappeared in one leap and appeared more than twenty feet away. Then in an instant he was there again. After a few flashes, he was a hundred feet away.
If this scene were seen by other body refiners, they would probably be stunned, because this is the amazing strength that high-level body refiners who have completed the seventh level of Diamond Art can display, and ordinary body refiners cannot do it at all. .
However, a fierce look suddenly flashed in Yang Gan's eyes as he was advancing. He flicked his arm and the golden gun in his hand streaked through the air like a golden meteor, whizzing around a tree several feet thick. The towering trees galloped.
Immediately afterwards, a shrill lion roar erupted from behind the tree, and then a fishy wind blew in his face. A two-foot-tall yellow giant lion with a single horn standing proudly on its forehead rushed out from behind the tree and opened its mouth. , with its fangs exposed, and with a roar, it fiercely pounced on Yang Gan not far away.
However, as if Yang Qian had expected it, his figure stopped at an incredible angle for a moment, and after a few more sways, he was several feet away. He had no intention of stopping at all, and turned a blind eye to the giant lion, holding the hand in his hand. The golden spear stabbed suddenly and twisted again.
There was only a "pop" sound, and the giant lion took a few steps forward, and blood spurted out. The huge body broke from the waist and split into two.
At the same time, the giant tree used as cover by the giant lion also made a dull sound, cracking, cracking, and the tree trunk broke apart with a wail. The lion's body was buried, raising a large amount of dust that filled the surrounding area.
As soon as Yang Gan took action, he cut off the giant tree and killed the giant lion at the same time. He stood expressionless, his eyes cold, as if everything was as he expected.
Holding the golden spear with one hand, Yang Qian flicked his arm. Amidst the buzzing and shaking, the black blood on the golden spear suddenly spilled to the ground.
Whoosh!
Yang Gan flashed and disappeared deep into the jungle again, as if he had never appeared before.
Only his words still echoed in the air:
"This feeling is really good."
Yang Qian's murderous journey in the Tomb of the Sunset has just begun.
Two months later.
In a hidden cave deep in the mountains, Yang Gan sat cross-legged quietly. There was a small cyan cauldron in front of him. A faint cyan aura shone brightly. The lid of the cauldron was gently lifted, and occasionally came out from it. The melodious sound of phoenix.
"If it weren't for the Xuhuang Cauldron trapping this peacock, it would be really difficult to deal with this evil beast." Yang Gan murmured to himself, and with a slight tap of his fingers, the Xuhuang Cauldron's cauldron The cover fell with a thud, completely suppressing the chirping of the peacock.
The Lingxi Peacock is worthy of being an ancient spiritual bird. Its own strength is no less than that of a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage. As a tenth-level great demon, Yang Qian wants to extract the essence and blood from this bird's body. He cannot do it overnight. of. (End of chapter)