Chapter 570 Planting the Mortal Seed

The boat sailed northwest, from the sea to the river, from the river to the river, and finally stopped at a ferry, arriving at one of the four northern regions. However, before getting off the boat, soldiers surrounded the ferry. It turned out that this black iron ship, just looking at its appearance, was definitely not an ordinary ship. The heavy cannon on the ship exuded a fierce and fierce power, which pierced people's hearts. It was said that those who came were not kind and those who were good would not come.

At the same time. Li Changxiao and Mu Qin had expected this. They took another waterway in advance, took a small boat to land from another place, and headed towards the Great Heaven Realm. Li Changxiao, who was always greedy to watch the show, looked back at the soldiers who were waiting in a battle array, approached the black iron ship little by little, and then rushed into the ship to search.

But there was no one in the boat, it was empty and gloomy, and it was creepy. It is said that people scare people to death. The soldiers who had been on the battlefield and seen blood immediately threw away their armor and fled off the black iron ship. Since then, rumors have spread about this ferry crossing. It is said that a ghost ship has docked, and since then, ghosts have often made trouble.

As for the initiator, he laughed three or two times, then walked towards the west with a wandering step.

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The sea route is easy and relaxed, but there is no sense of being down to earth and visiting mountains and rivers. After crossing the sea, although the two were not fast, the journey was interesting and they experienced the customs of all parties.

More than half a month passed.

It was close to the Great Heaven Realm, but after crossing a mountain pass, the situation was completely different. Previously, from Mu Qin, Li Changxiao knew that the people in the four northern regions were living in poverty and disasters were everywhere. Now that he was there in person, he knew that it was a euphemism.

Diseases, wars, famines, and natural disasters continued. There was a lot of scars everywhere. It was clear that the four southern regions were the battlefields of the two tribes, but the four northern regions suffered heavy losses.

This day.

Li Changxiao sat on the ground and deduced the fortune and disaster, but it was too profound. Even if he had a high level of cultivation now, it was difficult to do it easily. Although he had fortune and disaster, he had never received a master of divination. He seemed to be holding a treasure, and he had his own advantages, but he was not as good as the fortune tellers from the fortune-telling sect.

But he had a vague intuition that the fortune and disaster in the four northern regions were not right, but he couldn't say what was wrong. Looking up at the sky, it was gray and it would rain in another quarter of an hour.

There was no city around, so the two ran to the big tree to hide from the rain. The rain came early, and it fell drop by drop, making it impossible to hide. In a moment, most of the body was wet.

Hiding under the tree can block most of the rain, but there are always "fish that slip through the net". Li Changxiao spread his palm and took a few drops of rain from his palm. Seeing that the rain was yellow and black, with a faint stench, it was not a good rain.

With such heavy rain, how could there be any living creatures around? Li Changxiao looked out and saw a barren land with a dead atmosphere. He understood even more clearly that it was no wonder that the human race all gathered towards the south.

Suddenly, Li Changxiao saw a young man walking in the distance. In the heavy rain that ordinary people would avoid, he took off his clothes and stood in the rain, letting the rain beat on him. The young man laughed.

The young man was only seventeen or eighteen years old, very young. Curious, Li Changxiao walked into the rain and walked towards the young man. Mu Qin, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, glanced at Li Changxiao, then closed his eyes again, thinking: "Forget it, I can't let him get wet." So he opened his eyes and blew a breath towards Li Changxiao.

But he saw that his breath was like orchid, with a golden halo, circling above Li Changxiao's head, and invisibly blocked the dirty rain. Li Changxiao touched his head and looked back. It was the first time he saw Mu Qin perform the incense magic.

The young man saw a man in white walking towards him slowly. He put on his clothes slowly and said, "Who are you?"

Li Changxiao made up a few lies. The two introduced each other and chatted about random things. When the young man let down his guard, Li Changxiao asked curiously, "There are a lot of poisonous fungi in this rain. Aren't you afraid of getting sick by bathing like this?"

The young man sneered, "I want to get sick."

"Oh?" Li Changxiao said.

The young man took off his clothes again, revealing a slender body, which was far less strong than his peers. He told Li Changxiao that he had been sick since he was a child and spent more than ten years on the sickbed.

The plague raged two years ago, and all the people in the village died of strange diseases. His parents also died of the disease, but he didn't die. He hated the disease, but he couldn't figure out why his weak body didn't get sick and die.

Later, it was learned that it was the conflict between the pathological diseases that gave him a strong vitality. The two diseases offset each other, and he was reborn from death. Later, he met the sick doctor and others of Sheshengdao, and learned that there is infinite life in illness.

He embarked on the road of finding illness, seeking illness, curing illness, and seeking illness. He is only eighteen this year, but he has suffered more than ten serious illnesses. He heard that this place has a sick rain every ten years, and if it is caught in it, it may cause "mental illness", so he waited here early.

As expected, he saw the sick rain pouring down, and rushed out to catch the rain. Now his whole body is covered with sick rain. He only needs to wait for a few more days to know whether he has contracted the strange disease.

Hearing this, Li Changxiao's mind moved, and he couldn't help thinking that now the longevity has stagnated, but there are many ways to prolong life, but the fact of longevity has been confirmed. Still many people embark on the road of longevity.

If he was not wrong, this young man was a "sick scholar" in the way of prolonging life. He was already sick for life. Among the many reform ways, the way of opening the orifices was just right. The way of stealing life and the way of offering sacrifices were just derivatives of the way. Although the way of sick scholars was not very brilliant, when he first heard it, it really made Li Changxiao feel refreshed. He felt that there seemed to be endless possibilities for survival in death and survival in life.

Especially now. After coming out of the fire land and observing the flowers in the fire land, he met the way of sick scholars again. He had another feeling and suddenly felt that the two were similar.

The pouring sick rain had gradually stopped and the stench between heaven and earth gradually faded, replaced by a burst of sweet fragrance.

"Young man, what's your name?" Li Changxiao asked gently, thought for a moment, and shook his head, "Forget it, I won't ask your name."

In the eyes of the young man, he slowly stood up and looked at himself seriously. The young man was stunned and also looked at Bai Yi. He had never seen such a strange man.

"I'll give you an opportunity. How to use it, how to use it, and how far you can go, all depends on you." Li Changxiao's white fingers flicked the young man's forehead lightly, and turned the truth he realized in the fire land of the Eryuan Sect into a layer of dream and passed it into the young man's mind.

Then he waved his hand and left. In the eyes of the young man, he met Mu Qin. The two handsome people who looked like celestial beings teased and played with each other for a while, and then continued to walk northwest.

The young man realized himself, and felt that there seemed to be something more in his mind.

This brief intersection.

Although he didn't know the young man's name.

Li Changxiao planted a mortal seed in the fire land with his own hands.