The wasteland Bai Qiu pointed at was the lair of the Skeleton Ghost Cultivator. It was still shrouded in a strong death aura and looked extremely mysterious under the moonlight.
Wei Tong shuddered involuntarily when he saw it, as if he had seen a ghost, and almost jumped up!
"This is not good! The death aura is so strong, there must be something evil, let's retreat quickly!"
Wei Tong shouted and took the lead in escaping.
After he ran a few steps, he discovered that the female cultivators of Fengchi Clan led by Bai Qiu did not escape with him at all.
Wei Tong was embarrassed. Seeing them looking at the wasteland in a daze, Wei Tong hurriedly called out: "There must be danger in the wasteland! What are you doing standing still?"
"It doesn't matter. Apart from the extremely dense aura of death, the surroundings are completely silent! Let's go and see what happens."
Bai Qiu's curiosity aroused, she spread her consciousness, and led the female cultivators to approach the wasteland cautiously, but she never found anything dangerous.
Now, Wei Tong couldn't show weakness. He hurriedly took a few steps, came to the edge of the wasteland and looked inside, and couldn't help but gasp!
The broken skeleton magic ship, a dozen third-level skeleton ghost soldiers lying on the ground and falling apart, the dense white bones under the hazy moonlight, under the cover of the death aura, looked looming, shocking!
"Good guy! There must have been a big battle here! So many skeleton ghost soldiers died, and such a huge ghost magic ship was in tatters. How powerful are the people fighting against it?"
Wei Tong paid special attention to his surroundings and saw that there was indeed no danger, so he started talking confidently.
Bai Qiu looked at it carefully and said in a deep voice: "The bones of the Skeleton Dharma Ship are mostly refined with the bones of third-, fourth- and even fifth-order monster beasts. This means that the owner of the Dharma Ship is at least in the middle stage of foundation building or above. Ghost monk! But judging from the situation, this ghost monk lost, and lost miserably."
Wei Tong and the female cultivators from the Fengchi Sect saw what was happening in front of them, and they suddenly came to their senses and nodded in agreement.
Qiaoyu said with a look of shock: "In the entire surrounding area of Maple Bridge Town, who among the foundation-building elders of the five major sects, the Great Immortal Cultivation Family and the casual cultivators of Maple Bridge Town can have such strength? I have heard that, The combat power of ghost monks is often three points higher than that of monks of the same level, unless it is done by a strong person in the late stage of foundation building!"
Wei Tong nodded and agreed: "Yes! According to my guess, most of the ghost cultivators here are Elder Wan of the Southern Saint Sect. Among the foundation-building seniors of various sects stationed in Dong Lingze, only Elder Wan has such a strength."
Han Xiang and Fang Liu, the two daughters of Fengchi Sect, felt a little guilty when they saw the deathly atmosphere in Guize, and couldn't help but look away.
"Senior Sister! There are signs of death in the north, and all the spiritual grass along the way is dead."
Fang Liu pointed at the north bank of Gui Ze from a distance. Under the moonlight, there were indeed faint traces.
"Let's go and take a look! The battle between the strong foundation-building master and the ghost cultivator here will probably cause both sides to lose. Maybe there are some treasures left behind, and we can just go and clean up the mess."
Bai Qiu pondered for a moment, made up his mind, called the girls, and continued heading north.
Wei Tong had no choice but to follow closely. He complained secretly and murmured: "It's really that people's hearts are so weak that snakes swallow elephants! When two strong men fight, no matter who loses or wins, it's so easy to take advantage of them." ?”
The group of people took advantage of the moonlight and walked north for more than twenty miles. No one noticed that under the shadow of the moon, a pink brilliance flashed and then disappeared.
At this moment, Ye Ling was bathing in the moonlight, sitting on the ground, meditating on the vast Beize wilderness. After half a day of rest, his energy had recovered a lot.
Suddenly, Ye Ling's body shook and he stood up suddenly.
Through the connection with the Pink Lingtu soul mark, he could see clearly: "They are here. We can't stay here for long, we have to change places."
Ye Ling immediately summoned back the pink spirit rabbit and the dark purple ice rock beast, put them all into the spirit beast bag, then left the place where the ghost cultivators were killed and flew to the nearby hills.
After a few sticks of incense, Wei Tong, Bai Qiu and others appeared in the southern night. They searched all the way here and finally saw the traces left by the fierce battle.
"Ha! There are lots of potholes here, and the soil is all newly turned! Look here, it's obviously been flattened by a powerful wind blade. The wind blade used by this senior is more than one foot square!"
Fang Liu Bingxue was smart, pointing at the battlefield, feeling excited and amazed at the same time. She felt admiration and leisurely fascination for this senior warrior of ghost cultivator.
Wei Tong was also eye-opening. He stepped on the soft soil and sighed: "Here are the traces left by the Thunderstorm Technique. Hehe, where you are must be covered by the water system's group attack. The ground is still wet. of!"
Bai Qiu was slightly stunned, looking at the wetland with a radius of dozens of feet, and said in surprise: "No way? The area is so large! Could it be a strong man at the peak of the ninth level of foundation building?"
Little did she know that this land was where the ancient water talisman that Ye Ling photographed was submerged. If Ye Ling really used the water system group attack technique, Ye Ling would not be able to do it even if he took the Tianquan Pill.
Wei Tong was also stunned by what she said, and said doubtfully: "It's hard to say. In the entire area around Maple Bridge Town, only Tang Xiong, the leader of the Southern Saint Sect, is at the peak of the ninth level of foundation building. Could it be that he came to Beize in person?"
At this moment, on the hill facing the moonlight, a figure in a white satin gown appeared, with his hands behind his back, standing proudly like an eternal snow-capped mountain, staring at them coldly.
When Bai Qiu looked back inadvertently, he suddenly spotted this familiar figure and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ah? Is that Medicine Master Ye?"
Everyone followed her gaze and saw the figure wearing a moon-white satin gown on the hill. Everyone was shocked and hurried up the hill to meet Ye Ling.
"Mr. Ye! Brother Ye, I finally found you!"
Wei Tong couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that it was indeed Ye Ling! How can we walk in Donglingze without a pharmacist?
Ye Ling smiled and nodded, then looked at the captain Bai Qiu and asked, "Thank you for your kindness, Miss Bai and all the Fengchi Sect sisters. Along the way, I have been looking for the medicinal spirit carrying the Xuanlu grass. I lost my way for a while and could only wander around in the Beize wilderness."
Ye Ling didn't mention the ghost-killing cultivator at all and just lied casually.
Bai Qiu saw that his face was slightly pale, as if he was out of breath and his vitality was damaged. An idea flashed in his mind and he asked urgently: "Ye Yaoshi, have you ever fought with others?"
"No, I almost collapsed because the medicine spirit chased me, which cost a lot of my strength. But a few of them were able to rush to Beize and find Ye, which makes me feel flattered." Ye Ling saw her sly eyes and felt a surge in his heart. Rin began to lie again, calmly as usual, and said calmly.
"Oh!" Bai Qiu didn't ask deeply. After all, as far as she knew, Ye Ling was just a pharmacist at the seventh level of Qi training, and there was no way he could fight against a ghost monk!
Qiaoyu said proudly at the side: "Hehe, Ye Yaoshi, this is all thanks to our senior sister. It was she who urged us to go down to Danxia Ridge and come to Beizhe to find you! Otherwise, Ye Yaoshi would be walking alone in Beizhe The wasteland is so dangerous. At the same time, our team has also lost its pharmacist, so there will inevitably be risks on the way back."
Ye Ling's heart moved and he suddenly realized that Bai Qiu was not only worried about the team's lack of pharmacists, but also been thinking about his Ice Soul Sword.
After understanding this, Ye Ling glanced at Bai Qiu meaningfully, smiled lightly and said, "Well, thanks to Miss Bai's concern, Ye is very good."
At this time, Han Xiang and other female cultivators chattered and asked Ye Ling if they saw any senior foundation builders fighting with ghost cultivators here.
Ye Ling pretended not to know and shook his head blankly: "No! Is there such a thing? I only found that in this vast Beize wilderness, there is not a single monster or any rare spiritual grass. It is really desolate. .”
Everyone saw him shaking his head and didn't know, and they didn't ask any further questions.
Wei Tong suggested: "Since there is nothing in Beize, let's stay overnight and go elsewhere to practice tomorrow! Hehe, now that Medicine Master Ye is here, our team is more confident. I'm afraid that among the monks who have been practicing in Dong Lingze, No team can be stronger than us!"
Qiaoyu said leisurely: "Isn't that right? There are two powerful monks who are in the Great Perfection stage of Qi training, and there are also great disciples of the Yaogu Sect who are proficient in healing techniques. Where can we find such a team? Please invite two more Senior brother and senior sister will support us. Tomorrow morning, let’s go to a farther place to practice!”
Everyone nodded in agreement, and Wei Tong became more energetic, took a picture of the jade slip of Dong Lingze's map, and pointed out: "We are now in Beize. Going south is a loop, and we have to pass through Danxia Ridge and Die Valley. This road We have walked through it and are quite familiar with it. The monsters along the way are not very powerful. For the sake of safety, if we go back and reach the middle of Donglingze, it is not too late to make plans. In short, I am determined to follow you. Don’t go back to the Yun Cang Sect’s camp to avoid being punished by the elders.”
Ye Ling looked at the jade map slip and said calmly: "How about walking straight to the southeast from Beize and entering the depths of Dong Lingze?"
"There's no road here? No one has ever walked there, and there's not even a route mark!" Wei Tong was shocked by Ye Ling's sudden thought. You must know that Dongling Zebei Ze has always been listed as a dangerous place by various sects. There is no map of the road, let alone going straight from Beize to the depths of Dong Lingze. It is unheard of and unseen.
The girls of Fengchi Sect were also shocked by Ye Ling's bold idea, and they all shouted:
"No way? Master Ye, you suggest that we take a road that no one has ever walked before? This is a very dangerous thing in Donglingze!"
"Yes, yes, according to the jade slip on the map, you can indeed reach the depths of Donglingze by walking southeast from Beize Wasteland. The question is, who knows what kind of monsters you will encounter along the way? Yes. Isn’t it too risky?”
Bai Qiu also didn't agree with Ye Ling's proposal, but he hesitated. Apparently, like Wei Tong, he had doubts about the team's strength.
Ye Ling patted Wei Tong on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It is precisely because no one has walked through it that the spiritual grass and spiritual mines along the way will not be exhausted. I know that the journey is dangerous, don't worry, I will take care of everything!"
