At the same time, just as Lin Mo and others entered the Yin-Yang Cave.
In the middle of an unknown small lake somewhere in the far southern border, there were seven or eight monks floating cross-legged on the lake.
He was listening attentively to what a monk in black was talking about.
The monks in front of them were clearly the monks named Ye who had gathered in the palace a few months ago.
An ancient demon exuding strong demonic energy looked expressionlessly at the monk in front of him.
The black-clothed monk's cultivation was only at the Dan Formation stage, and he showed respect when facing these clan elders who were at least at the Nascent Soul stage.
"Just four hundred years ago, our Ye family learned the whereabouts of Kunwu Mountain from a broken stele among the ancient ruins!"
"Kunwu Mountain is a famous holy land of the Immortal Family in ancient times. It is rumored that in Kunwu Mountain, there are ancient monks who have preserved two heaven-reaching spiritual treasures!"
"If our Ye family gets these two magical treasures, it will definitely increase the power of our Ye family!"
Hearing the words Tongtian Lingbao, the ancient demon's eyes narrowed.
Obviously, Rao was facing the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure as an ancient demon.
Nor can we remain indifferent.
The monk in black licked his lips, glanced at the ancient demon secretly, and continued:
"We spent more than a hundred years, sent many disciples from the clan, and traveled through almost half of the Jin Dynasty, and finally found that place."
The monk in black said this, paused, and then said:
"At that time, a top-level concealment formation will be activated, which can suppress all the shocking phenomena when the ban is broken, and the elders can enter Kunwu Mountain to collect the treasure calmly."
After the explanation, the monk in black immediately stepped aside and said nothing more.
"What!! It's actually Kunwu Mountain!"
"This is a fairy mountain from ancient times, and there are more than just precious spiritual treasures in it!"
In an instant, everyone on the field screamed in surprise.
Obviously, the news about Kunwu Mountain had a great impact on everyone.
"Huh, don't be too happy too early. Breaking the restriction is just the first step to get the treasure. If the trip to get the treasure is really so simple, why would the third brother gather us all here."
At this moment, the square-faced monk suddenly darkened his face and turned to look at everyone.
With these words, the monks on the field fell silent.
"Listen to my second brother, is there anything wrong with Kunwu Mountain?"
An elder from the Ye family dressed in Taoist attire couldn't help but ask.
"Not only is it inappropriate, it's not impossible for us to go in and never come back this time."
The square-faced middle-aged man said gloomily.
"How is it possible? We have two great monks, the Seventh Uncle and the Third Brother, here. Even if there are severe restrictions, it should be fine."
A Confucian scholar was also surprised.
"If only it were so simple. You don't even think about why the ancient cultivators sealed this sacred mountain holy land in Kunwu Mountain and left behind the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure."
The square-faced monk said gloomily: "I don't know what shocking secrets there are. The dangers can be imagined."
When the other people heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other.
"Okay, this is just the worst guess. Maybe there is some other compelling reason why this mountain was sealed. You don't need to be too worried."
The strange man's figure flickered, turned into a shadow, and landed in front of everyone, grinning.
After hearing this, the others' expressions returned to normal.
But at this moment, the square-faced middle-aged man turned his head and suddenly said sternly to the ancient demon behind him:
"Elder Gu, you are proficient in various ancient classics. You will have more help when entering Kunwu Mountain this time. Don't worry, we have found two magic weapons. As long as the matter here is resolved, I will bring the magic weapons to you." Give it to Taoist friends."
"Since I have a magic weapon as a reward, I will do my best."
Ancient Demon Feng Qingyun nodded calmly.
"Okay, that's all I need from my fellow Taoist. Everyone, please follow me into the bottom of the lake. Although this place is remote, you still have to be careful about being bumped into by passing monks to avoid unnecessary complications."
As soon as the square-faced monk finished saying these words, a flash of inspiration flashed across his body and he fell straight to the lake.
Seeing this, the other people also flew down one after another.
In the blink of an eye, after the lake water rippled for a while, these monks disappeared from the lake without a trace, leaving only a breeze blowing on the lake and silence.
But at the bottom of Yin Yang Cave, thousands of miles away from Xiaohu, Lin Mo and his party encountered some minor troubles.
Lin Mo's spiritual thoughts moved, and a ball of golden light burst out in front of him, easily smashing into pieces a one-horned ghost that rushed towards him.
These strength is only comparable to that of Yin Gui in the Dan Formation stage, and they are not even qualified to get close to Lin Mo.
It had been shattered by the evil-dispelling divine thunder.
At the same time, the old men surnamed Fu also used magic weapons to kill several other ghosts.
These ghosts are all small in size and petite in stature, but all of them show their teeth and claws and are not afraid of death.
Lin Mo looked indifferent, glanced at the old man named Fu in the distance, and was about to speak.
"Brother Rich, we have been walking for several days. So far, there is no trace of the Yin Zhima. Although these ghosts are not difficult to deal with, if we kill them all the way, that is not an option."
The big man surnamed Yuan pointed his right hand, and in an instant, a green flame pierced the kid directly, and then said what Lin Mo wanted to say.
"Brother Yuan, don't worry. This underground cave is so big. Yin Zhima is good at hiding. How can it be so easy to appear?"
The old man named Fu smiled slightly and was confident.
"That's true. But resisting this terrifying wind consumes mana. With our mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, we can only stay underground for two months at most."
Bai Yaoyi looked around and sighed.
Lin Mo remained silent and looked around instead.
At this time, he was in a huge passage.
It is about ten feet high, with black ice covering the earth walls on both sides.
"Hoo ho ho!"
Along with the ear-piercing whistling sounds, thick black wind continued to surge.
But as soon as these evil winds approached, they were resolved by the halo of the orb.
And the densely packed ghosts in the distance were coming one after another, constantly attacking everyone.
After half a cup of tea.
When Bai Yaoyi waved her right hand, a white flying knife instantly shattered the last little ghost, and the surrounding ghost mist was swept away.
Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone put away their magic weapons and flew forward along the passages on both sides.
There were gusts of sinister wind in the Yin-Yang Cave. Even though Lin Mo's divine consciousness was extremely powerful, it couldn't be released very far.
After just a while, the black wind ahead suddenly became fiercer, and a three-way intersection suddenly appeared in the wind, and three passages, one large, two small, appeared in front of the five people.
Several people's figures were naturally stunned.
"It's another intersection. We can't continue like this. If there are a few more forks, two months will not be enough for us to find all the caves. We must act separately."
Lin Mo's eyes flashed coldly and he suddenly spoke.
"Separate? But there is only one Ziyou Pearl. Without the protection of this bead, the mana to resist the terrifying wind will be doubled immediately, and the time we will spend in the cave will be even shorter."
The big man surnamed Yuan glanced at the orb in the old man's hand and shook his head.
"If it is the Purple Nether Pearl, I can consume some essence and blood to temporarily bless a few fellow Taoists with the divine light of this pearl. But it cannot be sustained for a long time. As long as the size of the Jing Yin Feng remains unchanged, it can last for seven or eight days at a time. About."
The old man surnamed Fu said with an expression on his face.
"So good!"
After listening to the words of the old man named Fu, Lin Mo nodded slightly.
The big man surnamed Yuan not far away also nodded: "I also think Fellow Daoist Lin is right. The wind here has weakened and the flood season has ended. It will be even more difficult for us to enter this place again."
When the rich man and the beautiful woman in black heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other, with a trace of hesitation on their faces.
At the beginning, for safety reasons, everyone never thought of breaking up.
But the Yin-Yang Cave underground is very huge, far beyond everyone's expectations.
If they are not separated, trying to find Yin Zhima is nothing more than wishful thinking.
After hearing this, Bai Yaoyi nodded for a moment.
"Okay. According to the words of some fellow Taoists. Just be careful, don't leave me for more than three days."
The old man surnamed Fu finally made a decision and warned cautiously: "Otherwise, it may be too late to find me to bless the divine light."
"Don't worry, there must be a main passage in this underground cave. The branch passages cannot be too long. Three days is enough for us to explore clearly."
Lin Mo looked at the large and small passages at the middle intersection and said calmly.
After hearing what Lin Mo said, the old man named Fu no longer hesitated and opened his mouth slightly.
With a "pop" sound, a mouthful of blood essence fell on the Ziyou Pearl.
In an instant, the bead shined brightly, and then the old man surnamed Fu raised his right hand and fired several spells in succession.
Then he grabbed it in the air with one hand, and a dazzling purple light suddenly emerged from the bead and slowly flew to the old hand.
Lao Shan held up the purple light in his hand, glanced at the other four people, and then immediately took a distant shot of the beautiful woman in black next to him.
There was a flash of purple light, and the ball of light instantly disappeared into the beautiful woman's body and disappeared. Then a layer of purple light emerged. The beautiful woman is covered in it, which is no different from the halo of Ziyou Pearl.
The big man and others felt relieved when they saw that this secret technique was indeed effective, and allowed the old man named Fu to brew it according to the method.
After several people planted mana marks on each other, they divided into three groups and entered the three passages respectively.
The old man surnamed Fu was naturally in a group with his junior sister, and entered the thickest passage in the middle first, while the big man and Lin Mo entered the passages on both sides, one on the left and the other on the right.
After Bai Yaoyi hesitated for a moment, she followed Lin Mo into the same passage.
After Lin Mo sensed the woman in palace clothes coming out from behind, he hesitated for a moment, then slowed down and waited for the woman to fly in front of him, and they moved forward side by side.
"Brother Lin, do you think that the name of this Yin-Yang Cave is a little untrue. It says that once a monk enters this cave, he will be separated from Yin and Yang. It seems to be extremely dangerous."
As soon as Bai Yaoyi followed Lin Mo, she suddenly asked:
"But after we entered the cave, except for the terrifying wind, we didn't really encounter any big trouble. Are the names of Jedi all just bragging?"
Lin Mo was a little surprised when he heard this, but replied with a slight smile:
"Although I don't know much about this place, the name of the Seven Jedi of the Jin Dynasty should be true. Fellow Daoist Bai, don't be careless!"
"What Brother Lin said makes sense, but I am a little impatient. Hey, these ghosts are here again!"
Before Bai Yaoyi finished speaking, she suddenly raised her head and looked behind her.
I saw a dark patch of darkness behind me, with seven or eight ghosts chasing after Lin Mo and others.
Lin Mo looked calm and waved his sleeves.
In an instant, seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords were attached to the golden evil-warming divine thunder.
The ghost mist had already been shattered by the evil-dispelling divine thunder before it even got close.
Of course, these are just minor episodes not worth mentioning.
Immediately afterwards, Bai Yaoyi followed Lin Mo and Lin Yinping and walked forward.
In the blink of an eye, after half a day, the three of them found nothing.
When the three people came out of a cave empty-handed again, a sudden dark wind brought a scream, the sound was shrill and harsh, full of violence.
"What's this?"
Bai Yaoyi was stunned.
"It sounds like the sound of corpse refining. It seems that it must have encountered a high-level ghost."
Lin Mo's eyes flashed and he said calmly.
Lin Mo is no stranger to corpse refining.
After all, his wood spirit guards all use corpses.
"Refining corpses? Such a coincidence?"
Bai Yaoyi frowned slightly, obviously very surprised.
In response, Lin Mo smiled slightly, shook his head, and continued walking forward.
The two of them naturally heard the sound and moved forward without any fear.
As a result, after a turn in the road ahead, a cave several feet high suddenly appeared on one side of the passage. The black wind inside was howling non-stop, and it was far more violent than the dark wind in the passage.
And the sound of ghost howling faintly came from the cave.
"Huh? What is this?"
Bai Yaoyi caught a glimpse of something stuck next to the entrance of the cave, but its entire body had been frozen in ice and was shining brightly.
Bai Yaoyi raised her hand, and several fists of fireballs shot out and hit the object.
After a sudden bang, the red flame melted the ice instantly, revealing the true face of the object.
It turned out to be a blue flying sword. The entire sword body was not embedded in the wall, and only a small part was exposed.
But at the moment when the ice melted, the flying sword that was originally like a dead thing suddenly flashed with a faint spiritual light.
Suddenly there was a clear sound, and then the sword hilt began to tremble non-stop, like a spiritual snake trying to break free from the ice wall.
A look of surprise appeared on Bai Yaoyi's face. She flicked her sleeves, and a red rope shot out from her sleeves. The red light flashed and wrapped around the hilt of the sword.
With a slight shake, the flying sword was immediately pulled out of the ice wall and swept into Yu's hands.
Bai Yaoyi's bright eyes flowed, and she slashed in the air with her sword in one hand. A sword light several feet long appeared and struck the ice wall hard, leaving deep sword marks.
Lin Mo's expression changed when he saw it.
"After so many years, this flying sword has still retained its spirit. This shows how much effort its owner spent on this sword."
"Judging from the power, the owner of this flying sword should be a monk in the middle or late stage of pill formation. This is a bit strange. Such a monk should not be able to reach this place."
After Bai Yaoyi looked through the sword several times, she didn't find any useful marks, and she looked a little confused.
"Can I let Lin take a look?"
Lin Mo suddenly spoke.
"Fellow Taoist, why should you be so polite? Just take it."
Bai Yaoyi smiled sweetly, flicked her jade finger, and the flying sword in her hand flew towards Lin Mo.
Lin Mo grabbed it with one hand and took the flying sword directly into his hand, and then looked down at it.
After a while, he frowned inadvertently.
"Why, what did Brother Lin see?"
Bai Yaoyi asked curiously.
