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Chapter 892

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"Senior, I plan to leave for a while. I won't go with you to meet up with Zhen Yuan Daisen." Shen Luo suddenly said.

"Why did you suddenly make such a decision?" The Fox King was very surprised when he heard this.

"I have an idea in my mind that I need to verify. If it succeeds, the next time I face Jiuming, I shouldn't be so embarrassed." Shen Luo exhaled a turbid breath and said.

"In that case, you can go. But now I'm afraid you have been targeted by the Demons. You have to be more careful in the future." The Fox King saw that the knot in his heart seemed to be untied, so he smiled and said.

"Thank you." Shen Luo replied with a smile.

He had made up his mind that when his injuries recovered, he would go to the Five Fingers Mountain.

Sun Wukong was imprisoned there for five hundred years. If he could find something left by Sun Wukong, then the most likely place would be there.



More than half a month passed in a flash.

On the giant ship soaring in the sky, a figure rose with the wind, waved goodbye to the people on the ship, and turned into a rainbow light and flew away.

In the whistling wind, the man's clothes were fluttering, and his expression was serious. It was Shen Luo.

After a period of recuperation, his injuries were almost completely healed. Not only that, but after the experience of fighting with the Primordial Unity cultivator, his late stage True Immortal realm had been consolidated a lot, and his aura had become more stable.

The most important thing was that he had a more intuitive sense of the strength of the Taiyi Stage. He finally understood how far there was still a gap between him and the powerhouses of that level.

"It's a long way to go. I can try the treasure given by Fellow Yan Ze." Shen Luo turned around and looked into the distance. The Suanni Warship had already disappeared, leaving only a long trail in the sea of clouds.

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately raised his hand and waved it. A black light flashed in front of him and a pitch-black iron plate that was shaped like a pair of open wings appeared out of thin air. It was engraved with complicated glyphs and there was an octagonal copper furnace inlaid in the middle of it.

When Shen Luo first saw this thing, he was also very surprised. He had never thought that there would be a flying boat in such a shape. After Yan Ze demonstrated it, he finally understood why this thing was so mysterious.

With a twist of his wrist, a fist-sized dark red crystal appeared in his palm. There was a natural layer of flame-like and scale-like patterns on it.

He learned from Yan Ze that this object was called Fire Scale Flint, and it was the core material that drove this flying boat.

He placed the Fire-Scale Flint into the octagonal cauldron in the middle of the flying boat. Then, he pointed at the cauldron and channeled a stream of magic power into it.

At the moment when the magic power was channeled, the originally dark red Fire-Scale Flint immediately lit up and turned into a lantern-like bright red. Although there was no flame burning on it, the flame patterns on the surface flickered slightly. There was also a stream of heat flowing out from it.

At the same time, the patterns engraved on the entire black flying boat lit up with a bright red light. The flying boat also began to tremble slightly in the void.

Shen Luo sat cross-legged on the flying boat. The body of the boat sank slightly, but it immediately stabilized.

As soon as he thought of this, the runes on the flying boat flashed again. Wisps of flame-like light flowed out from the tail of the flying boat. A powerful thrust instantly gushed out.

The entire flying boat flew out in a "swoosh" and rushed toward the distance.

Shen Luo sat on the flying boat and was still a little uncomfortable for a while. Except for the little bit of magic power that was absorbed at the beginning, when the flying boat flew again, it didn't need his magic power at all. It completely relied on the power provided by the Fire-Scale Flint.

"No wonder Mr. Yan Ze said that it would be easy to travel with this Fire-Feather Boat. He really didn't lie to me. A piece of Fire-Scale Flint can support the flying boat for 800 miles. The stock that Mr. Yan Ze gave me is enough to reach the Five Fingers Mountain. "Shen Luo said to himself.

After Shen Luo felt for a while, he found that he only needed to divide his mind to control the direction of the flying boat. After that, he didn't need to control too much. He sat cross-legged and began to meditate with his eyes closed.

… …

Time passed quickly like a white steed flitting by a crack. Soon, another three months had passed.

In the evening, the sunset reflected the sky.

Above a lush green mountain forest, an escape light descended from the sky. It flew diagonally into the mountain forest and landed on the ground.

A figure appeared where the escape light landed. He was wearing a green robe and had a handsome appearance. It was naturally Shen Luo.

It was just that his face at the moment was frowning tightly. His eyes were full of depression.

"How can this be? The Five Fingers Mountain is so huge. How can I not find any trace of it?" Shen Luo was surprised.

He had been wandering nearby for a few days according to the location indicated by the Viridian Fox King. Within a thousand miles, there were only plains, forests, and basins and lakes. Let alone a thousand feet mountain, there wasn't even a 300 to 400 feet high hill.

"Could it be that the Five Fingers Mountain has sunk into the ground due to the changes of the mountains and rivers?" Shen Luo was more and more puzzled.

He took out an escape talisman with his fingers, and a yellow light covered his body. His body suddenly shrank into the ground and began to search quickly underground.

However, after searching for a while, he still found nothing underground.

Just as Shen Luo returned to the ground with his head and face covered in dust, a few muffled explosions suddenly came from afar, causing his mind to tighten.

He immediately focused his eyes and released Divine Thought to explore the surroundings.

After a while, he raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but murmur to himself, "What happened?"

"What's going on? It was fine a few days ago. Why did the surrounding Heaven and Earth aura suddenly become so chaotic? Even my Divine Thought is disturbed. I can't detect anything."

As soon as his voice fell, the sound of the explosion rang out again.

Shen Luo's mind moved slightly, then he concealed his aura and flew straight in the direction of the explosion.

After flying for hundreds of feet, the mountain forest in front gradually became sparse, and a winding road appeared below.

Shen Luo glanced at it, and his brows suddenly wrinkled deeper.

"No, I have explored within a thousand miles more than once, and I have never seen a road in the forest before …" Before he could figure it out, a more strange scene appeared in front of him.

At the end of the road in the mountain forest, there was a small, quaint town.

Shen Luo flew closer, but he was not in a hurry to land. Instead, he hovered above the mountain forest and looked in that direction.

At present, the sky was dark, and smoke was rising everywhere in the town. Lights came out from the doors and windows of every house, emitting orange light, which looked a little warm.

In the middle of the town, there was a big house with a stone lion in front of the door. Two bright red lanterns were hanging in front of the door, with two huge "xi" characters pasted on them. Under the eaves, a red gauze curtain was hanging. It looked like a happy house.

Inside the big house, the lights were bright, and there were seven or eight banquet tables in the middle of the courtyard, but they were still empty for the time being, and no guests were seated.

The explosion just now came from the firecrackers that were lit in front of the mansion. With a burst of lively blowing and beating sounds, a young man with a red ribbon and flowers, riding a tall horse, came to the front of the gate with a team of people who were picking up the bride.

Behind the procession was a palanquin carried by eight people. A bride with her head covered with a veil came out from the palanquin. With the help of the matchmaker, she walked to the front of the groom. The two of them led each other towards the brazier at the gate.

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