In short, these words cannot be believed at all, but the reason why the rumors spread must have some basis. Lu Xiaotian's so-called Yinfenggu's eyes were dark, and as for what the soul in the soul-forbidden bead said, he couldn't believe it at all. You must not have the intention of harming others, and you must not have the intention of guarding against others. Lu Xiaotian would not choose to simply trust a stranger.
Summarizing the words of the middle-aged man, it is probably that the Qi Refining Stage monks simply do not have the strength to go in. They can only guess based on some rumors. There are also some Qi Refining Stage monks who were taken to the outskirts of Yinfeng Valley and have seen the people in Yinfeng Valley from a distance. The situation where ghosts and monsters chase the foundation-building monks and come out to fight. Lu Xiaotian has heard of some ghosts and monsters. Anyway, he finally has a preliminary understanding of the Ghost Valley. Although it is still very one-sided, it doesn't matter.
"Senior, senior, that's all this junior knows. I wonder if senior has anything else to ask?" At this time, the middle-aged man realized that what he just said seemed a bit irrelevant, and he realized it after he finished speaking. At this time, he was worried that Lu Xiaotian would be angry, so he accompanied him and asked carefully.
"Do you know if there are any large families, sects, or forces around Yinfeng Valley? Are there any large-scale actions recently?" Lu Xiaotian asked again.
"This is simple. Within a thousand miles of Yinfeng Valley, there are no major immortal sects that have been passed down for thousands of years. However, there are also a few powerful sects. I heard that there are Black Fox Village, Zhujialing, and Anshao Sect. Many Foundation Establishment seniors, as for the rumored Golden Elixir Ancestor, have never heard of it. Even if there is one, the seniors know about it. As a junior, they don’t know much about it." The middle-aged man smiled and said, " Two years ago, Black Fox Village and Anshaomen had a joint operation, but they heard that they were attacked by the Yin zombies inside and suffered heavy losses, so they had to withdraw. Occasionally, some monks from other places came here, but most of them were gloomy. Yes, it’s not as refreshing as the seniors.”
Facing the middle-aged man's blatant flattery, Lu Xiaotian smiled after hearing this. To be able to come to a place like Yinfeng Valley, he either practiced some extremely cold martial arts or followed the path of ghost cultivation, and his aura was naturally extremely cold. Lu Xiaotian suddenly realized that this appearance might not be suitable for entering the Shadow Wind Valley. It seemed that he would have to change his appearance.
Having learned the lessons from before, the middle-aged man became a lot more honest this time, and was no longer as eloquent as before. Lu Xiaotian didn't ask, and he kept silent to avoid talking too much and causing trouble in vain.
"Okay, I just want to ask you a question. What you said is of some use. I'll give you the contents here." Lu Xiaotian threw several small jade boxes to the middle-aged man.
When the middle-aged man came back to his senses, Lu Xiaotian had already used his sword to pierce the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The middle-aged man opened a jade box and took a look, and his expression suddenly changed. It was actually used to refine the foundation-building pill. It is an extremely important auxiliary medicine, its importance is second only to purple ginseng, and it is extremely rare for monks in the Qi refining stage. There are two more common ones, but together they are worth dozens of low-grade spiritual stones. In the past, I had to work very hard and take a lot of risks, and I had never gained such a big reward just by forming a team to fight wild beasts. I didn't expect that this time I would get such a rich reward just by saying a few words. Zhou Daxiong, a middle-aged man, was secretly glad to have met a noble person. However, he quickly put a few jade boxes into his storage bag cautiously. He glanced around with his eyes and found that there were no other monks there. Afterwards, I was immediately relieved.
"Thank God. I didn't expect that I, Zhou Daxiong, would also start to get lucky and meet a noble person." After putting the things away, Zhou Daxiong clasped his hands together with a look of joy.
"Big Xiong, was that immortal leader just now very powerful? You are also a cultivator of immortality. He doesn't look very old, but you seem to be very respectful to him." After Lu Xiaotian left, the old man from before came forward and asked.
"More than being awesome, I don't know how many people like me can be killed with one slap. They are masters of foundation building and their lifespan will be two to three hundred years. My son, I can only look up to them. If our Zhou family can produce a foundation-building master in this life, Brother Ji, even the former emperor, can only look at the faces of our Zhou family." Zhou Daxiong said angrily after hearing this.
"So powerful?" The old man and the few delivery men just now were shocked. The emperor was already a huge figure in their eyes. They didn't expect that in front of such an immortal, he was just a small role who could see his face. But think about it. That's right, this kind of immortal cultivator who can fly into the sky and escape from the earth looks much more carefree and relaxed than the emperor who is a mortal. It's just that these people don't understand the blood and cruelty in the world of immortality.
In a huge valley, surrounded by strange rocks and towering trees, blocking the sunlight above the head, there were several penetrating wolf howls from time to time, and the thin smoke on the ground made the place look even more crowded. A bit of a sinister atmosphere.
Poof, a stern young man wearing a black cloak and a slightly thin face popped up with energy from his fingers.
A small green insect bounced up from between the cracks in the rocks and was knocked upright. A few drops of green body fluid oozed from the insect's body, and it burrowed into the ground again with a sharp squeak.
The stern young man snorted and continued to move forward cautiously. This stern young man wearing a black cloak was naturally Lu Xiaotian. As early as seven days ago, after he separated from the rude-looking middle-aged man Zhou Daxiong, it didn’t take long for him to arrive at the outskirts of Yinfeng Valley and kill several nearby people. The local snake forces have all inquired about it, and it is roughly similar to what Zhou Daxiong said. There are no big sects in this area, but the soil and water support the people, and the same is true for cultivators. They will choose an environment that is beneficial to them. Those who can go to Yinfeng Valley all the year round have indeed practiced some cold and evil techniques. Or maybe it was simply a ghost cultivator. Lu Xiaotian sneaked carefully along the way. He had encountered several waves and avoided them all. Whenever possible, he would try his best to avoid them and not conflict with the other party. After all, there are only some small forces entrenched here, but after all, there are many people on the other side, and it will be more troublesome to provoke them. And twice I saw several waves of people fighting each other, which were extremely bloody and cruel.
In addition to these monks, he also encountered several powerful ghosts. Lu Xiaotian also tried his best to avoid them. Fortunately, his breath gathering method could condense the breath on his body. Otherwise, if it were a normal monk, his breath would leak out. Even if those ghost cultivators don't come looking for trouble, the monster beasts around Yinfeng Valley will get wind of it and come. Those who are neither monks of this way nor good at concealing their aura will find it difficult to move in such a place.
