"The person who mentioned the Golden Immortal Blessed Land in ancient books only said a few words. This time we have to try our luck and see if we can solve the problem of Danhai. If we can't solve it, we can only go to the Kongming Training Ground for four days. After more than a hundred years, fortunately, I have been able to complete the fifth level of the Divine Dragon Breathing Technique by three to four points, so there won’t be much of a problem in the middle stage of foundation building.”
Ning Yue thought as he walked, looking around everywhere. This dojo was indeed majestic. Although the buildings looked a bit dilapidated, he could still imagine its atmosphere in its heyday.
"Brother Ning, there is nothing good in this Golden Immortal Dojo anymore. I heard that when the Golden Immortal Paradise was first opened, there were countless elixirs in the elixir pavilion of this dojo, and there were even thousands of feathered grasses. number."
Liu Changfeng of the Lion Heart Sect said slightly tentatively: "But before you came, did you hear something and think there are some benefits to be gained from this place?"
Hearing this, Ling Jue Sect Hong Ziyun narrowed his eyes. Although he did not look at Ning Yue, his ears and thoughts did not relax at all.
The other foundation builders also looked at each other, secretly suspicious.
"I'm afraid you may have misunderstood. I came here today just to see the scenery of this place.
To be honest with you, I have ascended from the lower realm. There is no paradise in the lower realm. This time I am here to see the world. "
Ning Yue smiled.
The expressions of Liu Changfeng and others changed slightly.
From the lower world?
Suddenly they could understand the purpose of Ning Yue's trip.
The monks in the lower realm have never seen much of the world, and they are indeed somewhat interested in the Cave Heaven Paradise.
But these people are all old foxes. They don't think that Ning Yue came here just for some interest and wasted a year.
After all, if there is no purpose and the foundation-building monks have better places to go, why come to the blessed land where the secret treasures have been dug up?
Even when they came today, they still had their own ideas.
At this time, a figure suddenly caught up from behind.
"You guys are walking very quickly."
Zhao Wuji chuckled.
"Zhao Wuji, why are you here too? Haven't you seen enough of this Golden Immortal Blessed Land?"
Liu Tangfeng laughed.
"It's boring to be idle anyway, so I'll come in and take a walk with you all."
Zhao Wuji smiled.
Everyone sneered secretly in their hearts. They all knew why Zhao Wuji came in, and their thoughts must be the same as theirs at this moment.
While they were talking, everyone had arrived at the center of the Golden Immortal Dojo. The buildings here were even more majestic. They stood all around, looking down from the sky, forming a diagram of the Eight Diagrams.
"I heard that the ancestors of Yuanying originally lived in these buildings."
Zhao Wuji sighed a little: "There are so many statues of Nascent Soul, which shows how terrifying this Golden Immortal Blessed Land was in its heyday. It is estimated that there are even the best gods in the world."
"It's a pity that now is the Dharma Ending Age. No sect has the ability to open up the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, and the Incarnation God has never appeared again."
Hong Ziyun sighed.
Liu Chanfeng sighed softly: "The sects that once had the God Transformation in charge eventually declined, and even the blessed land was dug up by others. It can be seen that becoming a God is not the end of cultivation. You really have to become an immortal and become an ancestor, in order to be able to live with the world." The same month and the same life span.”
Hearing the sighs of this group of people, Ning Yue learned a very crucial piece of news. The Sea of Stars had not transformed into a god!
And according to the meaning of this group of foundation builders, even outside the sea of stars, there are no gods.
In this world, the strongest one should be the Yuan Ying Patriarch, and among the Xuantian Medicine Sect, there are rumors that the Yuan Ying Patriarch is practicing in seclusion!
After a few hours, everyone finished visiting this blessed place. Because everyone was building foundations and were very efficient, it would be impossible for a mortal to complete this place in three or four months.
During this period, Ning Yue saw the alchemy room, the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion, and some disciplinary places where disciples who violated the disciplinary rules were punished.
Apart from these, there was nothing in this place. Liu Changfeng and others gradually lost their patience. They also had their own things to do to see if they could find what they wanted, so they left one after another.
However, Zao Wuji hesitated to leave. After all, he saw some hope. If he left just like that, it would be in vain.
Ning Yue saw this and sighed helplessly: "Brother Zhao, I don't know what you think. Do you think I know there is some opportunity here and came here specially? Or for some other reason, I can only tell you, I’m really just here for a stroll, so there’s no point in following me.”
A forced smile appeared on Zhao Wuji's face, he defended himself for a few words, and then left angrily.
As soon as the group of people left, Ning Yue felt a little more relaxed. After walking out of the Golden Immortal Sect Dojo, he chose a random direction and walked.
This blessed land was opened up by the great power of the Golden Immortal Sect. It can be regarded as a real space. Although the territory is not large, it is not small either.
Some people were still paying attention to Ning Yue secretly, but when they saw Ning Yue walking around aimlessly, they completely stopped thinking and sneered secretly.
"This country bumpkin really came here to see the world. Alas, he wasted my time waiting."
"Let's disperse and let each of us pursue our own opportunities."
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One month has passed in a blink of an eye.
Ning Yue traveled to many places, and during this period he also encountered many monks fighting for some small things, such as some spiritual herbs and elixirs. They were not planted by the Golden Immortal Sect. They were probably grown by themselves from some previous fruit core seeds.
It is difficult for elixirs to grow. Without special cultivation, the survival rate is very low. Unless they are blessed with the right time, place and people, they will thrive.
Those elixirs are of some value to Qi Refining monks, and perhaps one can be sold for dozens of low-grade spiritual stones.
As long as you find a dozen or so plants a year, you can make your money back and make a small profit.
Ning Yue naturally looked down upon these things, but when those Qi Refining monks saw Ning Yue passing by, they were still afraid for a long time. After all, for ordinary foundation building, dozens of low-grade spiritual stones are also spiritual stones, no matter how small the mosquito meat is. , that is also meat.
"I am Zhou Yi from the Jingdao Sect. I saw this feathered grass first. Do you really want to snatch it away?
The strength of your Guiyuan Sect is far inferior to that of my Jingdao Sect. If the elders of our sect find out about it, they will definitely come to ask for help! "
"It's a joke. Even if you are a disciple of the Holy Land, I will still grab a spiritual elixir of this level like Feather Grass!"
Ning Yue heard the quarrel and the word Yuhuacao, so he rushed towards the place where the sound came from, and soon saw two groups of people confronting each other.
While they were arguing, they lowered their voices to avoid making any noise. Unfortunately, Ning Yue happened to be passing by nearby and could not hide it from him.
The value of Feather Grass is quite high, even Ning Yue is interested in it, mainly because it can be used to refine the Foundation Building Pill.
Now that Ning Yue no longer has Foundation Establishment Pills, he has to refine a few and put them on his body. Foundation Establishment Pills are hard currency in the upper world after all.
On the ground between the two groups of people, there is a feather grass growing vigorously. This feather grass is much better than the one I bought originally.
"Well, let's divide this Yuhuacao. There are more than twenty of us. Each of us can get at least 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones. This is already a huge opportunity for you and me."
The other party said in a deep voice.
How could Zhou Yi agree? As long as he found this feathered grass and handed it over to the sect, he would not only get a reward, but if the sect had extra foundation-building pills in the future, he would also be given priority to get one!
The two sides were in a stalemate, but in an instant, they suddenly discovered that the feathered grass was missing, and not far away, a young man was holding the feathered grass in his hand, looking at it carefully.
