I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Hong Qingtian lay motionless in the palm pit, his breath barely lingering like a candle in the wind, and he could die at any time.

Yan Xiu released a trace of spiritual power and merged it into his body, prolonging his life.

After all, there are still some things that have not been clarified in this Holy Land of the Moon, and they will not let him die like this.

After the gentle spiritual power entered his body, Hong Qingtian suddenly felt his true energy being generated continuously, and his injuries slowly healed.

"This is...."

He was a little surprised.

What kind of power does this Taoist have? He was so badly injured, but he recovered with just a wave of his hand.

The surprise in Hong Qingtian's eyes flashed away, and his originally extinguished mind suddenly began to become active.

After all, he is still young and dares to heal the wounds of his enemies.

He sneered in his heart and secretly accumulated true energy for emergency use.

Yan Xiu looked indifferent when he saw this, but this little thought naturally could not be hidden from him.

Since I dare to do this, I have enough confidence to suppress him.

After seeing that Hong Qingtian's injuries had recovered a little, Yan Xiu grabbed his belt and walked away.

The surrounding scenery quickly receded, and in a few blinks of an eye, they arrived at Yan Xiu's courtyard in Dayuan Mountain from a wasteland.

Hong Qingtian was shocked again.

"What the hell is this escape technique? He crossed a distance of a hundred miles in the blink of an eye!"

You should know that the escape technique he used before was learned from a sect in another dynasty that was good at escaping. It took him more than ten years of hard practice to achieve this speed.

He could guarantee with confidence that no Tiangang realm warrior in the entire Yuan Dynasty or even in all the surrounding dynasties could outrun him.

But in front of Yan Xiu's golden light, it was like a dwarf compared to a giant.

Yan Xiu threw Hong Qingtian, who was like a torn sack in his hand, to the ground, and sat down cross-legged under Jianmu.

Although Hong Qingtian closed his eyes, he was always paying attention to the changes around him, and the only remaining true energy in his body was ready to be released.

After a moment, Hong Qingtian felt that the internal energy was enough to activate the escape technique.

Immediately, he suddenly opened his eyes and turned into a streak of light and flew away.

This time, Hong Qingtian paid the price of damaging his realm, so the speed of his escape light was several times faster than last time. He escaped ten miles in the blink of an eye.

The disciples and pilgrims of Fuzhen Temple only heard a sound of breaking through the air, and when they looked up, they only caught a glimpse of a long rainbow going away.

Hong Qingtian's face, which had regained some color, turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But the smile on his face became more and more arrogant.

"Haha, a mere Taoist wants to trap me. What wishful thinking!"

"After all, he was just a young boy who didn't know how to be ruthless and suffered a great loss."

"If you let me escape back to the Holy Land, I will repay you tenfold one day!"

Hong Qingtian thought to himself, not caring about the worsening injuries in his body, and sped up a bit again.

Looking back, the capital of the Yuan Dynasty had become a tiny dot out of reach.

In the blink of an eye, he had already escaped two or three hundred miles.

At such a distance, even those at the Tiangang realm can only sigh in despair, feeling powerless.

Just when Hong Qingtian let down his guard, he suddenly noticed something strange behind him and turned around abruptly.

I saw a streamer following me slowly.

This strange phenomenon almost made Hong Qingtian scream out loud, and his soul was about to burst out.

He hurriedly spurted out a stream of true energy, trying to break the ribbon into pieces.

But the ribbon seemed to have a spirit, and it dodged away lightly, flying around Hong Qingtian like a bird.

Hong Qingtian knew without any guessing that this must be Yan Xiu's method.

The hundred-foot-tall Fa Tian Xiang Di statue was enough to shock people, and now the immortal rope that looked like a living thing made him even more frightened.

Could it be that this Taoist master is really an immortal who has descended to the earth and has such a treasure on him?

He immediately hardened his heart and increased the speed of his escape light again, which made his already seriously injured body even worse.

But Hong Qingtian didn't care about much else. If he couldn't escape, he would lose his life!

Suddenly, the escaping light became faster and quickly threw away the rope that bound the immortal.

Hong Qingtian, who thought he had escaped, didn't even have time to catch his breath before the immortal rope followed him again like a leech.

Before Hong Qingtian could make any move, the immortal rope quickly wrapped around him and brought him back to Yan Xiu's courtyard like flying a kite, where he was thrown heavily to the ground.

Yan Xiu still sat calmly under the Jianmu tree with his eyes closed, practicing, and never looked at Hong Qingtian from beginning to end.

"Your Excellency is very good at this. I admire you so much that I will not run away. You can kill me or chop me up as you wish. If you want to get the words out of me, it will depend on your ability!"

He knew he couldn't escape, so he just sat down.

Yan Xiu opened his eyes at this time, and his voice carried a shocking power.

"Hong Qingtian!"

Hong Qingtian was suddenly shocked and turned his head to look at Yan Xiu involuntarily. His eyes were instantly confused and out of focus.

"I ask, you answer."

Hong Qingtian nodded woodenly.

"What is the origin of this sacred beast of the Moon Holy Land?"

Yan Xiu first asked the question that concerned him most.

Compared to the Moon-Holding Holy Land, it is far less important than this divine beast that can unleash divine power.

This divine beast gave him a slight sense of crisis.

After all, in all these years, he had never seen a human or beast other than himself who possessed spiritual power.

Even Qingluan from overseas is the same.

Now that the sacred beast of the Moon-carrying Holy Land has appeared, he feels that perhaps he is not the only immortal cultivator in the world.

If this is true, I have to be more low-key in the future. After all, I don’t know whether the other cultivators’ realms are higher than mine.

After listening to Yan Xiu's question, Hong Qingtian said word by word: "The divine beast was left behind by a former headmaster of a holy land. It lived for hundreds of years. As for the origin of the divine beast, no one knows except the headmaster back then."

Yan Xiu touched his chin, wondering whether he should dig out the headmaster's corpse and bring him back to life using the resurrection technique so that he could find out the origin of the mythical beast.

But when he thought of this, he laughed.

"It seems I am still a little anxious."

Now that the Yuan Dynasty had become a prosperous dynasty, and he possessed an endless lifespan, he had plenty of time to explore slowly.

The only thing that made him anxious was that there might be other immortal cultivators in this world.

However, the land of this continent is so vast that even if I use the golden light of the earth, I don’t know how long it will take to travel across it.

He didn't quite believe that other cultivators could have the same abilities as him.

"What was the jade you just gave to the beast to feed on?"

Hong Qingtian presented the only two remaining soul stones and said with his head down, "These are soul stones. According to the letter left by the headmaster, these can control divine beasts, and these two are the only ones left in the Yuexiang Holy Land."

Over the years, the Xianyue Holy Land has encountered many crises, so naturally the divine beasts needed to take action.

And no one except the head master knew how to obtain this soul stone, so naturally it became less and less as time went by.

Yan Xiu took the soul stone and looked at it carefully, and suddenly something moved in his mind.