Lingcan Mountain is famous for its spiritual silkworm power. It is said that a monk dug it out from the black stone ruins thousands of years ago and founded Lingcan Mountain. It gradually became stronger and became one of the six blessed places.
Legend has it that the Spiritual Silkworm Skill is mysterious and unpredictable, allowing practitioners to continuously transform between life and death. Each transformation is like being reborn, gaining stronger talents and strength.
There are even rumors that if you practice the Spiritual Silkworm Art to the highest level, you can finally transform at the end of your life span and live a second life...
Jiang Ming recalled the legend of the Spiritual Silkworm Art, and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart, but now was not the time to think too much, so he did not delve into it further.
"Capture a strong man and go on an adventure?" He looked at the two people who came off the boat of the magic weapon building and was a little speechless.
What a thief, you can’t afford to arrest people openly in the city, so you come to the wilderness to look for cannon fodder, right? It’s truly a blessed place, and you can take care of your face...
Don't even think about what the aborigines captured here are used for. They must be used as tool men to explore the most dangerous places. They are pure cannon fodder. Maybe by the end of this trip, not a single one of them will be able to leave alive. come out.
The two people who came off the building boat were both monks in the middle stage of Qi training. Their movements were sharp and fast, and their eyes were ruthless, as if they were hunting. They quickly used magical ropes to tie up many aborigines who were scavenging here. One of them even Jiang Ming was discovered, and a dark rope was tied towards him.
"You are seeking death on your own, you can't blame me..."
Jiang Ming looked at the rope and groaned in his heart, but he did not resist. He was tied up naturally, and together with a group of other panicked aboriginals, he was tied up and carried to the vessel of the magic weapon building.
Anyway, he was going to find a gap to enter. Now that he had a ride, it would be for nothing... As for after entering...
Hehe, your boat is very beautiful, but you must take good care of it and don't damage it during the adventure, otherwise I will feel bad...
Bang bang bang!
A bunch of people were thrown on the stern plywood of the building ship, smashed to pieces. The ropes automatically dissipated, and they stood up in confusion and looked around.
"Don't even think about escaping, otherwise you will die miserably. Be obedient and there may be a way to survive..." The two young monks said coldly, and then turned around and left, leaving behind a group of frightened natives.
The building and boat started at the same time and continued to shuttle through the clouds and mist, flying towards the depths of the mountains and forests...
Jiang Ming was mixed in the crowd, observing the scene on the boat.
On the stern deck, in front of this group of people, there were already a lot of people standing there. There were many warriors among them, but there were also many low-level Qi cultivators mixed in. Each one had a different aura, and they were obviously casual cultivators. .
And across some lofts in the center, those standing on the deck in front are all people with powerful auras. The lowest ones seem to be monks in the late stage of Qi training, and there are even foundation-building auras overflowing...
"Brothers, don't be nervous!" A burly man walked up to them with some people and said with a smile, "Are you all also aboriginals of Xuanguang City?"
Jiang Ming followed a group of bewildered scavengers, nodded in agreement, and asked the burly man what was going on.
"My name is Wei Shouguang. You can just call me Lao Wei. Maybe there are old people in Xuanguang City who know me, and I am also an aborigine!" The burly man introduced himself, and then explained: "I am in the same situation as you all. He was also "invited" to this boat by the immortal masters of Lingcan Mountain. "
He sighed: "I won't hide it from everyone. According to my guess, these immortal masters are probably using me as cannon fodder to go on adventures, and the mortality rate will be very high."
As soon as Wei Shouguang said these words, the colors of these aborigines suddenly changed.
The guard smiled brightly and said: "Don't panic, you dare to come here to scavenge in the mountains and forests. I believe you are also a little brave and are not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. This situation is naturally a close call for us, but No matter how much you give up on yourself, it is useless. It is better to change your mentality and join forces. If you can survive this situation, it may be a big opportunity..."
"Everyone must remember that this is a relic from ten thousand years ago, not a sect's back garden. No matter how powerful the expedition team or how powerful the immortal master is,
, and it can’t be foolproof... Don’t mess up your position first. "Finally, Wei Shouguang said meaningfully.
These new aborigines were all stunned for a moment, and then their eyes flashed and gradually calmed down.
Indeed, those who dare to scavenge in the ruins are doing so at their own risk. They are not flowers in the greenhouse. Wei Shouguang woke them up with a few simple words...
Complaining is useless. It is better to think about how to survive as much as possible in this situation...
Jiang Ming looked at the guard Shouguang and nodded secretly. This guy did have something... It was one thing to understand the truth, but in this kind of near-death situation, not many people could do this.
"Brother Wei said it well. All heroes, don't panic. Maybe after entering, we will die earlier than you."
A monk in the middle stage of Qi training laughed and said: "We are all grasshoppers in the same boat, no one is luckier than anyone else."
His words immediately caused a burst of laughter, and the atmosphere on the deck also relaxed a little, and everyone started talking in a messy manner.
Jiang Ming also figured out that these monks, unlike the aborigines who were taken captive, voluntarily joined the Lingcan Mountain expedition team. Lingcan Mountain may also have the intention of recruiting cannon fodder, but these monks also want to take advantage of the powerful spiritual beings. Canshan Mountain, looking for treasures in the ruins...
It can only be said that they know each other well, and it depends on who can be better in the game.
And Jiang Ming also learned that there were less than thirty real members of Lingcanshan on this building ship, and there were only a few core disciples... The remaining two to three hundred monks or warriors were all captured by them "Collaborators" recruited or robbed.
"Before the ruins were officially opened, this gap had been explored several times... I heard that it was extremely dangerous. All the major cave heaven paradises suffered heavy losses. There was even a situation where the entire army was wiped out. There were two top genius-level cores. The disciples are folded inside!"
A well-informed monk whispered: "After the ruins are opened this time, there may be unexplained changes. Even the high-ranking adults on the front deck may not be guaranteed to return safely..."
Jiang Ming was slightly shocked. It seemed that the danger of the black stone ruins was far beyond imagination. But what he cared about more was that even though it was so dangerous, Lingcan Mountain still sent an expedition team to enter. It seemed that the benefits were far beyond imagination...
"Fellow Taoists, if anyone can find the dragon pattern grass after entering... I am willing to use five thousand spirit stones to buy one!"
A monk whispered, discussing the treasures that might appear in some ruins.
"Dragon Pattern Grass? There is even such a thing?" Jiang Ming was also surprised. It was a strange medicine that could stabilize the foundation. It was said that after taking it, there is a chance that true dragon runes would be engraved in the body, which would be of great use for future practice.
"Hey, if there is such a thing, you may not be able to buy it if you bring ten thousand spiritual stones, and whoever can pick it up, and fill it with ten or twenty human lives, may not have any results..." Some monks showed no mercy. He choked back, and finally shook his head and sighed.
The atmosphere has cooled down a bit. Everyone knows that there may be a lot of treasures in the ruins. They chose a gap that can accommodate foundation-level monks to enter. The level of treasures may be better.
But greater opportunities also mean more terrifying dangers. Many treasures have terrible formation restrictions, or are guarded by powerful ruin beasts. Some beasts even gave birth to intelligence. The last time the entire army was wiped out, it was suspected that they were killed. A super ferocious beast that was born with intelligence was tricked...
Jiang Ming listened quietly and nodded slightly. This may be his first serious adventure. It seems that the mortality rate of this kind of activity is indeed very high. If you want to get better things, you have to do it. Take bigger risks.
"Spirit Eye Stone, Purple Mingli Fire, Yunjian Tea..."
Jiang Ming heard the names of many legendary treasures, all of which were priceless and extremely rare in the world of immortality. However, they seemed to be recognized by major forces and might appear in the ruins.
Some traces of some treasures had been discovered before the ruins were opened, but they were inaccessible through various formations or restrictions. Now that the ruins have been completely revived, there may be a chance to get them...
The spiritual energy gradually became stronger. On the way, Jiang Ming saw another building ship, which belonged to the Qingyuan Sword Valley and was also one of the blessed places. The two sides went hand in hand and rushed towards the gap in the ruins.
Only two hours later, they arrived at their destination.
A dense forest at the mouth of the canyon has long been swept away by magic. Two large ships landed, and hundreds of figures appeared on the ground, which was a bit messy.
However, there are only a few dozen people on the Qingyuan Sword Valley side. Except for some monks from the Qingyuan Sword Valley, there seem to be only a few casual cultivators, and the auras of both sides are similar, with the lowest being around the late stage of Qi training. It seems They were talking and laughing like good friends...
They also had weird smiles on their faces when they looked at the mighty army of hundreds of cannon fodder in Lingcan Mountain.
"Compared to the rabble like us, it's quite pleasing to the eye..." Jiang Mingdigu said.
But then his eyes almost popped out of his head, because he saw an unexpected acquaintance among the group of people from Qingyuan Sword Valley.
He seemed to be a casual cultivator, but his status seemed to be high. Several geniuses from Qingyuan Sword Valley were chatting and laughing with him. However, the casual cultivator seemed not to like talking. He would just say a few words and then stand alone in the corner of the crowd. Leisurely and contented.
"I'm riding a horse... Wuhen?"
Jiang Ming looked at the seemingly inconspicuous figure in astonishment, hidden among the many figures in Qingyuan Sword Valley, as if perfectly integrated with the environment, and he would subconsciously ignore it at a glance.
But for Jiang Ming, that seemingly ordinary face was all too familiar.
Back then, when the unknown force was established in the mortal world, all the old friends passed away. In the end, Wuhen was the only one who accompanied him as an old guy... and later entered the world of immortality before him.
"Didn't this guy... join the Yunxi Sect? How could he get involved in the Qingyuan Sword Valley team..."
Jiang Ming thought in his heart, you guys seem to be having a lot of fun...
"And this cultivation base... has actually been completed. Even the aura seems to be extremely mellow. It has obviously been in this realm for a long time, and it seems that the cultivation base is still suppressed... Where does this make me put my old face?"
Jiang Ming blushed a little. He had just spent a lot of effort to build the foundation. Who would have thought that this old subordinate was only one step away from forming the core.
"And he suppressed his cultivation, could it be because of this trip to the ruins? Otherwise, he would have already touched the threshold of forming a core..."
Jiang Ming sighed, the more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he became.
"Forget it, there's no need, let's just stop recognizing each other..."
It’s really embarrassing to step on a horse!
"Silence!"
At the entrance of the canyon, the foundation-building monks of Lingcan Mountain turned around and shouted, with a voice like a yellow bell, which immediately made many people shrink their heads and dare not speak anymore.
Jiang Ming turned around and looked towards the canyon. At the entrance of the canyon, there was a dense curtain of light, which was flowing with colorful luster. It should be the so-called gap in the ruins.
"There is no problem with the gap. It can still carry foundation-level monks. Fellow Daoist Zhou, how about our two teams explore together. If we encounter any danger, we can advance and retreat together..." At the front, the leader of Lingcan Mountain asked Qingyuan Sword The monks in the valley issued an invitation.
"No need, life and death are fate... Our style seems to be different from that of your sect." A young monk in a green robe smiled, leading the people from Qingyuan Sword Valley, and walked forward without looking back. , and soon disappeared in the dense curtain of light.
"You are so fake, let's see how unlucky you are..." The monks from Lingcan Mountain had a gloomy look, and with an order, they walked towards the gap with hundreds of men and horses.
Wow~
Jiang Ming mixed in the crowd and walked into the light curtain, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.
There are no ruins as imagined, but a primitive mountain forest with towering ancient trees. Thick ancient vines are wrapped around the trees, thicker than Jiang Ming's thighs. Unknown wild fruits are grown on the trees, as red as a watermelon...
Phew~
A black shadow passed through the sky like lightning, bringing up a gust of wind, and disappeared into the distant sky.
"That's...the black devil bird? It's not extinct.
Is it..." A casual cultivator said in fear: "This thing can eat people..."
"Obviously there is something more delicious than people here, otherwise it would have rushed down!" Someone nearby joked.
"Ho~"
I don't know how far away, there was a faint roar of beasts, which shook the mountains and forests. The ancient and vast aura seemed to penetrate through the mountains and forests, making everyone's hearts tremble.
"I heard, I heard that a few times before, there wasn't such a scary atmosphere..." someone said tremblingly.
"The ruins have been completely revived. The areas that were once sealed may now be opened. All kinds of unimaginable ferocious beasts and dangers may have appeared. Please wish yourselves good luck..." A monk said with a sinister smile. , deliberately creating a scary atmosphere.
"Go forward!" From behind, a monk from Lingcan Mountain shouted coldly, supervising this group of cannon fodder.
A chaotic expedition team set off to explore the depths of the ruins...
"However, all the major forces have been here many times. As long as you avoid the places where the ferocious beasts are entrenched, this is still a peripheral area and generally there is no danger." A monk explained to everyone.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ming's eyes moved and he felt something was wrong.
His super-sense is different from ordinary people, and his spiritual sense is keen. Even if he doesn't feel any fluctuations, he almost never misses the premonition that some kind of danger is coming...
