Zhan Changfeng took the entrance of the town as the starting point, determined the direction, and shuttled through the wild mountains. The mountains stretched for thousands of miles, and they didn't know how deep they were. There were monsters wandering around, and there were layers of confusing obstacles. The road was difficult and difficult. It would take half a day to reach the other peak, and the meson's energy is very secretive, making it look like an ordinary pebble, making it even more difficult to find.
Fortunately, the teacher taught her a way to identify mesons, so that she would not blindly search for them.
Zhan Changfeng held a compass in his hand. On the compass was painted the dragon-seeking array taught by the pavilion master. It used the original gray mesons as a guide and added blood essence to enhance the induction. When approaching the mesons, there would be feedback.
She searched for the suspected locations one by one, crossing three mountains and six peaks, and the moon rose and set, but there was no trace. She was not disappointed. She came to try her luck. After all, the old man in ragged clothes had left the barren mountains for some time. It was picked up by someone, or there were not many grains in the first place, who knows?
Zhan Changfeng didn't just look for mesons. Occasionally he would stop and pick some valuable herbs, which was not a gain.
Although the mountains are dangerous, there are still many people who go into the mountains together. The blades of grass bend down and several pairs of feet rush past, as if something is chasing them behind.
Among them was a female cultivator with blood on her mouth. She staggered and sat down holding on to the tree trunk. "We should get rid of that evil bird and rest first."
"It's time to stop, you deserve this."
"I already had the Biyu Fruit, but someone wanted to dig out the evil bird's nest, and just in time the evil bird came back, causing Fellow Daoist Shen to be so seriously injured."
There were four monks, two men and two women, all with wounds on their bodies. The corner of the mouth was stained with blood. The female cultivator was the most seriously injured. After hearing this, she silently took pills to regulate her breathing.
The yellow-clothed monk opened his mouth to speak, saying he was complaining, but in fact he was accusing her. The anger in her chest could not be dissipated. She could have taken advantage of the evil bird to leave the nest, picked up the spiritual fruit, and escaped safely, but she was implicated and almost died. If not Fellow Daoist Shen blew up a magic weapon, how could he escape?
Another middle-aged man with a slovenly beard was dealing with the blood hole on his arm and said coldly, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, it's inappropriate to go and dig out the bird's nest in vain without giving a word to the bird's nest that you made in advance."
The male cultivator surnamed Zhang glanced at them coldly. They were just a temporary companion on the road. Why did he need their attention?
However, there are many dangers in this deep mountain, and it is not a good choice to leave in anger at this time. "I did not think carefully about this matter. I saw a bird egg in the nest, and I thought that it would not be able to hatch a spiritual bird in the future. It happened that the big-winged bird was not there, so I took it." How could I know it would come back at this time?"
The yellow-clothed monk almost jumped, "Didn't I tell you earlier that the big-winged bird protects the weakest and can track the breath of the bird's eggs, so don't cause trouble!"
"Then what do you want?" The monk surnamed Zhang was disgusted that everything had happened and he was still so entangled.
"What do I want?!"
The monk in yellow was angry. If it weren't for the middle-aged monk holding him back, he would have been able to fight him to the death.
The middle-aged monk said, "Your wound is bleeding again. Take care of yourself first."
The female cultivator surnamed Shen endured the discomfort and said, "Stop arguing for now, hurry up and regain your energy, and ask fellow Daoist Zhang to guard the surroundings, is that possible?"
Zhang Zehui was working as an assistant in this temporary team, and he was the least injured, so he couldn't be too vigilant.
Zhang Ze glanced at the female cultivator, nodded coldly, and walked around to set up formations to check for any monsters or poisons.
Thinking that those few eggs were already in his pocket, he felt better and worked harder.
When he checked to the east, the bushes covered his eyes. When he opened it, he saw a low slope. When he looked intently, he suddenly saw a thin white shadow, strolling by, as if he was visiting his own back garden!
The pace was not slow, but it was ten meters per step, and he disappeared from his sight in a few blinks.
Just when he was surprised, he heard the middle-aged monk asking him to go over to discuss the next itinerary. He suppressed his doubts and turned around, only to be surprised to see the white figure with his back turned to him and walking in the direction of the three middle-aged monks!
Zhang Ze blinked again. The towering trees were still silent. Where were the white shadows?
impossible! There are formations all around. If someone goes in, he will definitely know!
Could it be that he was accidentally poisoned and had a phantom?
Zhang Ze pressed his fast-beating heart and quickly checked each formation. There was no problem and none of them were triggered.
The middle-aged monk was urging him to come over again.
He stared in that direction for a long time, wondering if the three of them had been held hostage and were now trying to lure him into the water.
No, he heard the sound transmission first and then saw the figure going behind.
Zhang Ze and other middle-aged monks urged him several times. The monk in yellow followed the message and scolded him before carefully returning to the original route.
The three of them were the same as before he left. There was nothing special about them. "Did you see one of them coming?"
The three people who were already dissatisfied with him frowned when they heard this, seeing that he didn't seem to be joking. "I didn't see anything. Did you find anything?"
"I thought I saw someone coming in this direction. Maybe I saw it wrong."
The monk in yellow was stunned, "No wonder you didn't come over after calling you so many times. You thought we were dead?!"
Zhang Ze looked around and responded to her words, "If it's not that there's something wrong with my eyes, it's because there are high-ranking shemales or even ghosts here, so leave quickly."
The three of them knew that there was no need for him to lie about this kind of thing, so they quickly packed up their things and headed outside.
Zhan Changfeng on the other side didn't care whether he had scared people away or not. Just then the compass reacted and found that the male cultivator had the energy of mesons, so he temporarily changed his direction.
The meson energy in the male cultivator's body was very weak, or there were only one or two particles, or it was just contaminated somewhere. She couldn't come forward to ask for it for no reason, so she grabbed his breath and tracked where he had been.
Not long after, she sensed a demonic bird circling and chirping above her head. Her energy merged with nature, and she walked into the demonic bird's territory like every plant and tree. The compass' direction became more obvious.
A giant crowned spiritual tree that was more than ten feet tall stood in the sky, and the smell of ripe high-grade spiritual fruits still lingered in the air.
Zhan Changfeng walked under the tree and saw a large bowl-like bird's nest lying on the ground. There was also a baby bird soaked in egg liquid nearby. It was stepped on and its shape was blurred.
According to the breath of the male cultivator, it was here.
She casually grabbed a handful of baby birds that were too late to be born, covered them with soil, dismantled the nest, and found nine meson particles, which turned out to be picked up by the big bird to build its nest.
This nest had just been built not long ago, so it should have been picked up after the old man in ragged clothes.
Zhan Changfeng touched other fine stones, and when he sensed them, he realized they were quenching rocks, which are the extension of spiritual veins.
Whether it is the spirit quenching rock or the spiritual veins, they are all at the bottom of the mountain. It is impossible to find them with a demon bird. Is there anyone here mining the spiritual veins?
That's right, mesons are born in response to the earth's veins. Places where the power of the earth's veins are deep are also places where spiritual veins are easy to form. This quenching rock alone has excellent quality, so this spiritual vein should be top-grade, or even top-grade.
Zhan Changfeng recalled the memory fragment again. The old man in ragged clothes seemed to have picked up the meson in a short cave and put it away.
She was dumbfounded. It couldn't be that the old man in rags discovered the spiritual veins and then asked Yu Shen to mine it.
He was brave enough to transport manpower between the two princes to mine the spirit mine.
Damn it, I'm out of breath, my mind is a little empty, I'll post the next chapter in half an hour if I can still find it
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