Ding Huan sat on the iron pot, which was not even a tenth of its speed.

Ding Huan really didn't dare to maximize the speed of the iron pot.

Even at this speed, his mind was always paying attention, fearing that he would be caught in a spatial dislocation if he was not careful.

Three months later, Ding Huan felt relieved.

In the past few months, Iron Pot has encountered seventeen spatial dislocations and thirty-one spatial blades.

Without exception, they were all avoided, and only one time they were brushed by a space blade.

Just as Ding Huan expected, when the space blade hit the iron pot, it was just a clear sound and had no impact at all.

In addition, the iron pot missed the swamp tide twice.

In the past few months, Ding Huan's spiritual consciousness has increased again in concentration, but his cultivation level has not increased, but his formation level has risen to another level.

"If we hadn't taken the iron pot, we might have taken thirty years to walk the three-month journey." Wen Zhixi couldn't help but sigh.

These billions of void swamps are really vast and boundless. Even if it is just a swamp, they may not be able to walk through it.

Ding Huan nodded, but he believed it would take more than thirty years.

Even though the current speed of the iron pot is only one-tenth of the speed, this one-tenth of the speed will definitely be faster than the top low-grade immortal weapon.

Therefore, even if they take thirty years, they will not be able to complete the three-month journey. It will take at least fifty years to go up.

"Brother Ding, if we get out of the Billions of Void Swamp, where do you want to go?" Wen Zhixi saw that Ding Huan was not practicing, so she was not practicing either and stayed with Ding Huan.

Now she has a clear goal, but it is a pity that it is the Jade Girl Sect in Yaochi. Just by looking at the name, you can tell that this is a female cultivator sect.

Otherwise, it would be nice if he could join the same immortal sect as Brother Ding.

Ding Huan smiled: "I have a dream, which is to follow in the footsteps of my ancestors. No matter where I am, I will work hard for this dream."

Wen Zhixi didn't understand Ding Huan's words and said casually: "I think everyone has this dream, to practice Taoism and live forever, and to control themselves freely."

Ding Huan did not explain that his dream was to find the traces of Chinese immortal gods.

Looking for why the Nine Heavens collapsed, why the Chinese immortal gods left their part of the universe, and also looking for the secret of the reincarnation of the earth.

In the end is eternal life.

Ding Huan gradually increased the speed of the iron pot. Another two months passed, and Ding Huan's mind scanned an endless line of gray.

Where is the end?

…

At the same time.

Fu Shuangping, whose face was as pale as paper, stopped. She sensed the call of her ancestors.

If it were more than half a year ago, she would have been excited to speed up and come to her ancestors. Now she doesn't know whether she should go there.

She threw away the most important thing that her ancestors asked her to bring, the golden Taoist fruit.

After a long time, she changed direction and carefully walked towards the direction where her ancestors called.

Half a day later, Fu Shuangping stopped in front of an ordinary small dirt bag.

Standing outside this earth bag, it looks like a tomb. Such small earth bags are everywhere in the swamp.

Standing in front of this dirt bag, Fu Shuangping's legs were shaking a little.

After a long time, she scratched her eyebrow, a drop of blood fell on the earth bag, and then she took out a jade talisman to activate it.

The earth bag slowly opened, revealing a portal that only one person could enter.

Fu Shuangping gritted her teeth and walked into the portal.

Tubao was locked up again, and Fu Shuangping saw an altar with only a human-shaped gray bamboo root.

"Yes, it is indeed good that people from my Fu family can come here." The gray bamboo root actually made an old and hoarse voice.

Fu Shuangping quickly knelt down and said, "Fu Shuangping pays homage to our ancestors."

She knew that this was the location of the ancestor's clone. She even knew that this gray bamboo root was a supreme treasure, the soul-condensing bamboo root.

"Very good. Now that you have seen me, don't call me Ancestor. You can call me Xingzu. Now, bring me the Law and Dao Fruit." Zhugen spoke again.

Fu Shuangping said anxiously: "Yes, Xing Zu. The unfilial grandson met a monk named Ding Huan in the swamp. He was stronger than me. He forcibly cut off my arm and took away the Law of Dao Fruit...

"

After seeing that Xing Zu didn't care about his broken arm, Fu Shuangping knew that he would not be able to escape this disaster.

"What?" Fu Shuangping's eardrums almost exploded with a furious cry, and then a huge handprint came over.

Like a broken lotus, Fu Shuangping was knocked away by this handprint, hit the stone wall, fell down, and continued to spurt out blood.

"I have spent so much energy and given you so many resources, but you can't even do this little thing. What's the use of you?"

The angry voice almost tore this space apart, showing that the mood was extremely violent.

"Xing Zu is here, but Shuang Ping has no ability. That person's cultivation is too strong, and his strength has reached the realm of Great Yi Immortal.

The unfilial grandson deserves death. I just hope that this person's appearance will be portrayed to Xing Zu before his death. If Xing Zu can leave here in the future, he can avenge his grandson..."

Fu Shuangping's words were filled with extreme uneasiness and anger. She was indeed thinking about death.

But even if he dies, Xing Zu must kill Ding Huan in the future.

After saying this, she took the initiative to portray Ding Huan's appearance without waiting for the ancestor of the Fu family to speak.

"Where is Ding Huan now?" Gray Bamboo Root finally calmed down some of his anger and asked in a cold tone.

Fu Shuangping immediately said: "He has also come to Shuize, and there is a woman with him. The woman's cultivation should be in the middle or late stage of Xuanxian."

"How long will it take before they can come here?" Gray Bamboo Gen asked slowly.

Fu Shuangping hesitated for a moment: "I used all the escape talismans, but they definitely can't walk as fast as me. I estimate that they will definitely appear around here within a month."

"Very good, you can take this. As long as you lead them here, I will spare you once." The gray bamboo root dropped a bamboo leaf.

Fu Shuangping took the bamboo leaves and was a little confused, but she didn't dare to ask.

Sure enough, the gray bamboo root continued: "This is the spirit-seeking leaf. As long as those two people appear within a radius of 100,000 miles, you can sense their aura.

Even if it exceeds this range, you can still vaguely perceive it."

"Yes, grandson knows that as long as they dare to come, grandson will definitely lure Ding Huan here." Fu Shuangping stepped back carefully.

After receiving the inheritance from her ancestor for such a long time, she still knows a little about the temperament of this ancestor Xing. It is a lie for her to attract people here.

As long as she goes out with the bamboo leaves, Xingzu will definitely know when Ding Huan comes over, and Xingzu himself will come out to arrest the person.

Presumably Xingzu should be able to leave the altar in a short time.

Fu Shuangping sighed, but it was a pity that she did not dare to escape.

Her inheritance was left by her ancestors. As long as she dared to escape, she would still die, or even die more miserably.

…

Fu Shuangping is still waiting for Ding Huan and Wen Zhixi in the swamp.

Ding Huan and Wen Zhixi had already crossed the swamp, and now they were walking out of the iron pot.

The two of them stood at the edge of the water, both looking at the scene in front of them in shock.

This is a sea, and the mind has no idea where the sea extends or how large its area is.

The waves hit the beach in waves, and their momentum seems to be stronger than the tidal waves in the swamp.

The reason why I was shocked was because the water in front of me was not blue, but gray.

What's even more weird is that no matter how big the waves are, they will disappear without a trace when they hit the edge of the water.

There is no coast between the gray sea and the swamp. If we must say a coast, it would be the edge of the swamp.

"My spiritual thoughts could only penetrate three meters below the sea water before they were blocked." Wen Zhixi looked at Ding Huan, with a kind of fear in her eyes.

If we can't see the edge of the infinite water, there is still hope to walk through it.

But seeing the boundless gray sea, she had a hunch that as long as she entered this sea, she would definitely die.

It is a mentality of insignificance in the face of vastness, so insignificant that it seems as if one does not exist.

Ding Huan's spiritual thoughts could only penetrate a few hundred meters. He did not answer Wen Zhixi's words. This side of the sea also gave him an insurmountable feeling.

A ball of sea water was brought up by Ding Huan's hand, but it disappeared completely before it reached him.

"Brother Ding, the route map says that when you reach the Gray Sea, you need to use the materials on the Gray Sea to refine a boat. You can cross the Gray Sea by boat..." Wen Zhixi didn't quite believe what he said.

She vaguely felt that this method was a bit nonsense, but the circuit diagram was useful in the previous section, so it should not be a nonsense method.

Ding Huan sneered: "This circuit diagram is nonsense."

"But everything above is correct." Wen Zhixi knew that Ding Huan had the same idea as hers, so she couldn't help but say it.

Ding Huan said: "The above is correct, but the way of walking in the gray sea is nonsense."

"Why?" Wen Zhixi asked confused.
To be continued...