I live forever in the world of cultivation.

With this thought in mind, He Song identified a remote place that was closest to him.

He quickly controlled his mid-grade spiritual flying boat and headed towards a remote place.

Ordinary monks look for opportunities.

Most of the time he was wandering around, gathering information from the various capitals of the immortal states, or the immortal cities and immortal workshops.

In this case, you have to be extremely lucky to occasionally hear a few words in these places.

However, these few words are mostly just fake news.

If there really is such a widely circulated opportunity.

How can we wait until now?

But for He Song.

This matter of seeking opportunities is different.

Although He Song also needs to go to the capitals of various immortal states, or immortal cities and immortal workshops to inquire about the news.

This will help you find out where opportunities exist around you.

But for He Song.

Like this, I go around looking for information and inquire about the existence of opportunities.

But it is not something that must be done.

For He Song.

He only needs to go alone to various hidden places in the Purple Bamboo Region, and then rely on his familiarity with the formation to quickly determine whether there is any opportunity here.

As for gathering information everywhere and inquiring about opportunities, it is optional.

Because as long as He Song is where the opportunity really exists.

So, even if He Song didn't know about this in advance.

But relying on He Song's identity as a formation master, there is a high probability that he can directly find the opportunity.

Whether it is a Jindan cave or a Yuanying cultivator's cave, there must be a formation outside it.

As a formation master, He Song can easily detect these formations.

As a result, He Song came to the Zizhu area this time to explore opportunities.

In fact, it is a sure win.

In addition, He Song had already left himself many ways out for this.

Therefore, there is no need to worry about He Song’s own safety.

Under such circumstances, He Song's trip will probably not only be fruitful, but he will not even encounter any crisis.

And even if you are really unlucky and encounter a real crisis.

Relying on He Song's previous preparations, he would definitely be able to escape with his life.

This way.

He Song also had many ideas about whether he could really find some opportunities this time.

but.

As the flying boat that He Song was riding headed towards the distance, it quickly moved away from Zizhu Capital.

He Song also saw many sceneries that he had never seen before.

There is a sword mark tens of thousands of meters long that cuts a river in half, and there is still a trace of sword energy emanating from the inside. If a person with weak cultivation gets close to it, he will probably be killed directly by the sword energy on the spot.

Large patches of blood-red color spread in the sword mark, countless fish and shrimps in the river were killed or injured, and endless blood spread in the river.

There was also a huge fist mark as big as a mountain appearing outside Zizhujing. Under the fist mark, it was pitch black and seemed bottomless.

Hideous cracks like spider webs appeared on the ground, and the fist still contained a surging power.

There were also mountains collapsing and a scene of the surrounding ground in a mess appeared in front of He Song.

At a glance, everything is devastated.

Standing on the flying boat.

He Song looked at the traces of battle that appeared under his feet, and he had a better understanding of the degree of danger in the world of immortal cultivation.

These sword marks.

Fist print.

The mountain collapsed and the surrounding ground was in a mess.

I'm afraid these are the traces left by the Jindan battles that I sensed a few months ago.

The sword mark was tens of thousands of meters long.

It was probably left by a powerful Jindan master who specialized in swordsmanship.

He Song can still sense the murderous intent lingering in the sword marks.

But it's a pity.

He Song did not make any achievements in kendo.

Therefore, it is impossible to comprehend the dark sword energy that permeates this sword mark.

But within He Song's sight, there were already some cultivators lingering around the sword mark.

I'm afraid most of these monks have made some achievements in the way of swordsmanship.

I'm afraid I came here this time just for the dark sword energy emanating from this sword mark.

High in the sky.

Within the flying boat.

He Song's gaze lingered on the huge sword mark for a long time.

But in the end, he didn't do anything else. He just controlled his mid-grade spiritual flying boat and continued to move forward. He soon arrived at the deep fist mark.

There were also monks wandering around this fist mark.

However, He Song himself is not particularly interested in this kind of physical training method.

Although he also practiced the Golden Elixir Body Refining Method such as the Spirit Blood Body Refining Technique.

But he just wanted to use his body as his last trump card.

As for actually using physical cultivation to rule the world for eternity, He Song had never even thought about it.

How can a cultivator of immortality punch and kick like an ordinary warrior?

How can this behavior be accepted?

Under such circumstances, He Song just carefully observed the deep fist mark.

Then he left the place.

The power contained in the fist print is amazing.

However, for this kind of physical training fighting method that uses force to defeat cleverness, the magic treasure of He Song, the Earth Vein Spirit Pearl, has a strong inhibitory effect on it.

Ordinary physical cultivation combat methods, even if they are performed with the strength of the Great Perfection of the Golden Core.

I'm afraid it's impossible to truly break the light curtain created by the Earth Spirit Pearl.

Earth Meridian Spirit Bead.

As He Song’s natal magic weapon.

It is also famous for its defense.

In addition, it is of earth attribute.

It has great defensive capabilities against this kind of physical cultivation combat method.

And because of this, He Song knew that the power contained in this fist print was indeed amazing.

But I didn't care too much about it.

If the cultivator who performs this method confronts He Song head-on, He Song will definitely win.

And after passing the huge fist mark on the ground.

What He Song saw on the rest of his journey was devastation.

I don’t know what the Jindan battles that happened a few months ago turned out to be like.

Anyway, wherever He Song walked along, he saw collapsed mountains, drained lakes, and devastation everywhere.

It was as if there had been some natural disaster, and all kinds of messy traces appeared on the land.

However, when He Song realized this.

He Song also discovered a problem.

I have come this far.

I'm afraid it came along the route of one of the Jindan battles that took place a few months ago.

otherwise.

He Song flew all the way here, and the places he passed were probably tens of thousands of miles away.

But I can always see the devastation.

This situation is extremely abnormal.

Only the fact that He Song was traveling along the path of a great battle of golden elixir could explain the current situation.

And when He Song realized this.

The place where he was about to go also emerged in He Song's mind.

It was a remote place.

There is not even a single immortal city or immortal palace nearby, let alone the immortal state capital.

In other words.

The place He Song is going to this time, not only are there no cultivators, but even mortals are unlikely to survive there.

And that is under such circumstances.

A few months ago, there were two or even more Jindan Zhenjun who fought all the way here and headed in that direction.

What is this for?

As guesses flashed through his mind, He Song's expression became serious.

but.

After some thinking.

He Song did not stop, but continued to move forward.

According to He Song's idea.

Today, several months have passed since the great war.

The possibility that these two groups of people, or two people, are still at the front is actually very low.

Kill people and steal treasures. After killing people and stealing treasures, you always have to leave quickly, right?

And according to this idea.

Although He Song is now walking on the battlefield path of the Jindan War several months ago, he is not likely to encounter any danger.

After all, it is unlikely that the two parties who have fought all the way here will still stay here after several months.

If that’s the case, why should He Song be worried?

Therefore, with this idea in mind, He Song decided to continue moving forward to see what had happened a few months ago.

Such a hasty battle between the golden elixirs.

Perhaps there is something missing.

By then, He Song might be able to pick up some bargains.

Thinking of this, He Song's heart moved and his eyes looked forward.

The way forward.

Fly over a large area.

finally.

Just when He Song was about to reach his destination.

The traces of the golden elixir battle that were originally clearly visible suddenly disappeared at this moment.

And in this final place, there was only a huge deep pit left. The pit was bottomless and seemed to be nailed deeply by something.

Sweeping the scene in front of him, He Song put away the flying boat, and his figure soon appeared above the deep pit.

The pit is deep.

But for a Jindan cultivator like He Song, he could see it clearly at just one glance.

And within He Song's sight.

Under the deep pit.

A corpse with a very tragic death appeared in He Song's sight at this moment.

The entire chest of this corpse was pierced by an unknown object.

In addition to the large amount of blood flowing out, He Song could even see the rocks behind him through the huge penetrating wound on his chest.

As for other parts of his body, they were all covered with scars, as if he had been seriously injured before his death.

His eyes swept over everything in the deep pit in front of him.

He Song frowned slightly.

Before this, he had been hiding in the dark and checked everything around him.

After finding no trace of anyone else's presence, he showed up here.

However, because he did not use his spiritual sense to scan the surroundings when he was investigating, he only realized the situation under the deep pit now.

And at this moment, when He Song's eyes swept over the situation under the deep pit.

But he immediately had some guesses about the war that took place here several months ago.

perhaps.

This person was besieged by several Jindan Zhenjuns and fled here injured. In the end, he was defeated and killed by magic.

Otherwise, there would be traces of battle all the way here.

The deep pit here and the corpse inside the pit could not possibly be in this state.

But what made He Song a little strange was.

Why didn't the Jindan Zhenjun who besieged this man destroy his body?

Instead, let his corpse lie here?

With this thought in mind, He Song glanced at the man's body, then waved his hand gently and took out a foundation-building spirit puppet from his storage bag.

The moment this foundation-building spirit puppet appeared beside He Song, it was immediately controlled by He Song and jumped into the deep pit.

Inside the pit.

The foundation-building spirit puppet controlled by He Song quickly and flexibly came to the side of the golden elixir corpse.

However, the storage bag on this golden elixir corpse had long disappeared, and the golden elixir in its dantian had also been dug out.

Therefore, the foundation-building spirit puppet controlled by He Song only paused for a short while beside the corpse.

Then he punched out, creating a deep pit next to the corpse.

immediately.

The spirit puppet buried the corpse beside him into a deep pit.

Fill with a lot of soil.

The spirit puppet quickly returned to He Song and was soon put into He Song's storage bag again.

He did all this by controlling the spirit puppet.

He Song shook his head, turned around and left.

This time.

He did feel a little compassion.

The Jindan cultivator who died in the deep pit must have started as a mortal, and went through the process of training Qi and building a foundation, and finally expended a huge amount of resources before he broke through to the Jindan realm.

Perhaps, every step in his life journey is very wonderful.

But now he is dead and gone.

However, He Song could not just turn a blind eye and leave his body to lie in the wilderness.

Even if a Jindan cultivator dies, he still has dignity.

As He Song was also a Jindan cultivator, it was naturally impossible for him to stand idly by when he saw this happening on the road.

It was impossible for He Song to go to avenge him.

However, just digging a hole and burying it would be easy to do.

Anyway, there is nothing left to gain from this corpse.

Why not be kind and save people from being left to die in the wilderness?

With this thought in his mind, He Song shook his head, but he thought of Meng Guan in his heart.

Meng Guan is very powerful in combat.

But over the years, he has probably made many enemies.

This battle between good and evil is likely to be plotted by the three major demon sects in the north.

Therefore, although He Song felt that Meng Guan might be able to reach the Nascent Soul stage in the future.

Moreover, he had repeatedly reminded Meng Guan to pay attention to his own safety.

But things are unpredictable.

Will Meng Guan die in this battle in the future?

He Song doesn’t know about it now.

This time He Song showed kindness.

But there is also concern about Meng Guan's future safety.

If something really happened that He Song didn't want to see.

He Song also wanted to prevent Meng Guan from being left to die in the wilderness in the future.

He Song didn't want to see such a scene.

However, the scene that He Song saw today made him even more worried about the matter.

Killer.

People always kill them.

You can't take any chances with this kind of thing.

Finally, after looking back at the place where the deep pit was, He Song sighed and continued to move forward.