On the back of Xiaojin Ridge, Mo Juren raised his eyes and looked out, but he saw that the mountains were so continuous that he could not see the end at a glance. The endless dangerous peaks and strange valleys are even more densely covered with forests, like a huge green barrier without a single gap.
The Yunqin Mountains cover a large area, stretching thousands of miles from north to south, and are a natural barrier to the eastern part of Fengyuan Kingdom.
According to the mark on the map, the 'Tian Tomb Valley' he was looking for was located in the middle of the mountain range, a place where the Yin veins converged. If so, it must be different from other places.
As his thoughts moved slightly, his powerful spiritual consciousness instantly unfolded and he began to search carefully.
It didn't take long for him to sense something, and his expression immediately changed. He reached out and patted Xiao Jin, then flew quickly in the designated direction.
About a moment later, when he stopped again, he saw a somewhat different place.
There are no longer high mountains and dense forests. Instead, there is a vast area of continuous barren mountains with a radius of more than a hundred miles. It is full of bare solitary peaks and wild ridges, with no grass growing.
What made Mo Juren's heart even more chilling was that a large amount of Yin energy had accumulated in this barren mountain, and even condensed into thick gray-black clouds over the valleys, which were cold and sinister.
The clouds were so dense that they almost covered all the nearby valleys. Even if he used his spiritual eyes, he could not detect the situation inside clearly.
The other is spiritual consciousness, which also has great interference. At least with the strength of his consciousness, he was suppressed quite a bit, and the range he could explore was not far away.
"No wonder!" Looking at the situation below, Mo Juren suddenly realized. No wonder this place is called the 'small forbidden area' by the Nine Nations Alliance. All the monks are not willing to get too close. It turns out that this is the reason.
The Yin Qi here is too strong, and the large number of monks' bones that have been buried for countless years seems to have caused some kind of mutation, causing a hint of evil to be born in the Yin Qi that should be pure.
Evil!
Mo Juren smiled slightly. If it were anything else, he would still have scruples, but it was something like this sinister evil spirit that really posed no threat to him.
Putting Xiaojin away, he immediately took up the Escape Light without hesitation and flew straight down into the valley.
When passing through the evil cloud, I instantly felt the strange coldness around me. You know, his physical strength is abnormal, but he still feels like this, which is enough to prove that this is not an ordinary cold.
Flying to the ground, he couldn't help but frown at this moment. The visibility was so low, which greatly increased the difficulty of finding 'Xuan Hun Gu'. However, this kind of elixir has special properties and has the innate ability to confuse spiritual consciousness, so it is not so easy to find.
After thinking for a moment, something clicked in his heart, and the 'Shadow-breaking Child' on his forehead opened instantly. As a golden light flashed by, the originally dark and dense strange mist in the area ahead seemed to have met its nemesis and was instantly dissolved away.
The child prodigy turned out to be surprisingly effective. Mo Juren was immediately overjoyed and immediately went forward to search without any further hesitation.
Countless monks' bones were buried in the Tomb Valley. However, when he got really deep here, he discovered that the situation was very different from what he had imagined.
There are no graves or anything like that. Some will choose to bury them on the spot, while most of the rest are not even buried and are simply discarded in the valley. In such a situation, it is more like a mass grave than a cemetery.
It's normal to think about it. There are too many corpses, and more than 90% of them are low-level disciples. Naturally, they cannot enjoy better treatment.
In the world of immortality, strength is respected, and problems are considered based on interests. People who die are really dead and will no longer be valuable.
What's more, the environment here is dangerous, and even if there are some special means of protection, it cannot stay for too long. Just discarding it is the most convenient option.
Looking at the mountains of bones, Mo Juren didn't pay much attention and continued to search. But there was one thing that made him a little confused. In such a place where the Yin veins gathered, and there were such a large number of corpses gathered, why didn't some evil spirits and the like exist?
It wasn't until I walked to a certain area that I saw a huge high platform with a diameter of three feet in length.
It turned out to be a formation!
The Nine Nations Alliance must have taken precautions a long time ago and deployed a large formation in this large valley in advance. He didn't know what function it had, but the fact that it was so quiet here must have something to do with this formation.
Moreover, judging from the appearance of the high platform, it was obvious that the formation had been established for a long time. Some corners were damaged, and even the spiritual patterns engraved on it became somewhat moldy.
Mo Juren was not too happy, but a little disappointed. He was looking forward to the emergence of some mutated evil spirits and ghosts, which would not threaten him at all, and might even become materials that could be refined.
Pity!
Shaking his head slightly, he continued to move forward to look for 'Xuan Hun Gu'. As for the formation in front, he gave up the idea of going forward to investigate after a moment's thought. His instinct told him that getting too close to the high platform might cause unexpected trouble.
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At the same time, Mulan Grassland.
In front of a certain stone temple located deep inside, a stunning woman wearing a green dress, beautiful appearance, and exuding a holy aura was suspended in the air.
A pair of crystal clear eyes looked towards the north. Then, an ancient bronze lamp was suddenly raised high in his hand, and Tankou gave a sweet shout:
"Everything is ready, let's go!"
As soon as the words fell, tens of thousands of five-color streams of light rose into the sky and swept towards the north.
Not only cultivators, there are also endless teams of mortals in the vast grassland below, all of them are young and strong men. After hearing the order, they also set off one after another, advancing towards the north.
These mortals are not there to fight. But to plunder resources.
In mid-air, the holy woman slowly flew down, her white jade-like bare feet stepping on the soft grass, but not stained by any dust.
"Saint of Initiation, there is news from Master Ling of the Xuyang Tribe." But at this moment, a figure suddenly flew from the sky, knelt down on one knee and respectfully handed over a white jade token.
"Senior Brother Ling!" The holy woman took the jade token and immediately released her spiritual consciousness to investigate. After reading the contents, a smile suddenly flashed in his cold eyes.
"You should reply to the letter immediately and ask Senior Brother Ling to always pay attention to the movements of unexpected people and send a letter to inform him immediately if there is any situation."
"I obey," the man replied, and then quickly stood up and left.
"Right now, it's the day when the Tuwu people are reborn once every 20 years. There shouldn't be any other actions in a short period of time." An old man stepped forward and analyzed.
"The truth is so true, but we cannot take it lightly. What's more, Tutu people have always been treacherous. Haven't we learned enough in these countless years?" The holy woman shook her head slightly, and there was a hint of coldness in her eyes.
"That's true." The old man nodded and continued,
"How is the situation in Tiannan?"
"According to the news coming back from behind the scenes, it's still business as usual." Mentioning this matter, the holy woman suddenly smiled and continued,
"Our action this time was very sudden. The purpose was to prevent the other party's informants from detecting it in advance. By the time the other party learned the news, it was already too late to react in time. We must take advantage of the other party's hasty response to achieve the greatest results."
"I'm afraid it's not that easy." The old man shook his head slightly and continued,
"The strength of the Nine Nations Alliance is not weak, especially the civil war between the good and the evil in recent years, which has caused a large number of monks to go south to avoid trouble, which has indirectly caused its strength to skyrocket. Now it is no longer what it used to be."
"It is true that the strength of the Nine Nations Alliance has skyrocketed. However, this time we are not in a trivial matter. With the support of the Yuan Yue Tribe and the Tianfeng Tribe, we may not be able to succeed in one fell swoop." The holy woman snorted coldly, with bright eyes. But it shows strong self-confidence.
"When will support arrive?" Although the old man had objections, he stopped arguing with the other party and asked the key question instead.
"In ten months." The saintly woman immediately replied. Hearing this, the old man frowned slightly. This time did not seem to be long, but it was not short either. The Nine Nations Alliance will definitely learn about the situation here soon. With this time, it may not be impossible to gather a certain amount of defense force in time.
As a result, the battle of the vanguard is particularly important, and may very well determine the ultimate benefits of this war.
"That makes sense, so I set off with the vanguard. As for the follow-up support, I will leave it to the Saint. I look forward to seeing you again and say goodbye." The old man cupped his hands, and then summoned a black winged creature with two wings. The next moment, the demon python turned into a black light and flew away through the sky.
Looking at the disappearing figure, the saintly woman frowned slightly and murmured in a low voice: "Master Zhou seems to be a little unfavorable to this battle?"
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In the Tomb Valley, Mo Juren searched for most of the day but still couldn't find the elixir he needed. On the contrary, I found a lot of other types of spiritual herbs. The years were a little different, but they were all partial spiritual herbs with Yin attributes.
This couldn't help but make him suspicious. Maybe he thought too well. After all, it was a 'Xuanhungu' that was more than 600 years old. How could such a precious thing be found so easily?
Of course, he didn't give up either. Since they are not affected by the special environment here, it is natural to search for them all. If you still can't find it by then, it's not too late to leave.
The golden light swept past, and the evil mist in front was cleared. Mo Juren immediately took the time to start investigating. Just when the fog began to condense again, suddenly, his eyes suddenly stopped somewhere.
"Hey, this is it?"
After a few steps, Mo Juren crouched down and took a closer look. He saw a mushroom-shaped elixir that was about three inches tall and glowing green. What's even more peculiar is that there is a circle of cold white mist half a foot in diameter surrounding this medicine. Even before you get close, you can feel its extreme coldness.
"Xuan Hun Gu! That's right!" Mo Juren was overjoyed. After searching for so long, he finally saw the real thing. The only pity is that Xuanhungu grows one inch every hundred years, and the one in front of you is still a lot short of fire.
However, he was not discouraged. If there was one, then there would be two, which at least proved that such a solitary person did exist here. As long as you continue to search, you will definitely succeed.
As for the 300-year-old plant, he did not give up. Instead, he directly took out a box made of thousand-year-old black ice and carefully packed it into it.
The previous Yu Jian did not use all the Xuan Bing, there was still some left, which was stored in the Xuan Soul Gourd for emergencies, but this time it was just in use.
After getting up, he started his journey of searching for medicine again. Maybe the transfer started. Starting from finding the first plant, then the second, then the third... until he found the eighth, he finally found one that met the requirements. It was eight hundred years old, which was enough. used.
Mo Juren was overjoyed at this moment. Not only had he found what he needed, but the rest, although they were of a lower vintage, were equally valuable. Coupled with some other spiritual herbs, this time it was a big harvest.
He couldn't help but guess that the reason why he was able to find so many was mainly due to the special environment here. Monks at the Nascent Soul stage look down upon it, but monks below the Dan Formation stage cannot eliminate the Yin evil mist, let alone stay too long, so naturally they cannot harvest the mysterious soul.
This really gave him an advantage. Although he couldn't think of a use for it, this relatively unorthodox elixir was something he cherished, and he might be able to use it at some point.
Therefore, he did not leave immediately in the following time, but continued to search.
As he expected, he soon had another harvest, and it was a big harvest. It's not Xuan Hun Gu, but a strange black stone only the size of a fist.
The black stone was buried in the soil, with only a small sharp corner exposed. If he hadn't been lucky, he wouldn't have noticed it.
This black stone is the legendary top spiritual material 'Wujin Stone'. It is one of the spiritual minerals he needs to refine the sixth-level earth attribute bloodline. It is extremely rare. After searching for so long, I didn’t expect to find a piece here.
Despite this small piece, it weighs more than ten kilograms, which is enough for him to use.
This time it was really an 'unexpected surprise', and I was so happy that I also planned to continue my treasure hunt. It is not easy to visit such a special place, and it will naturally take you three feet to get there.
However, before he could take action, his eyes suddenly looked south, and his brows furrowed.
The existence of the black mist greatly suppresses spiritual consciousness, but it can still be sensed at a considerable distance. About thirty miles away, there were six escaping lights flying rapidly in the mid-air.
The escape light was divided into two waves. The two people in front seemed to be running for their lives, while the four people in the back were chasing after them.
What surprised Mo Juren the most was that one of the two people who was running for his life had a vaguely familiar mana, and he might be an acquaintance.
"Interesting!" Mo Juren touched his chin, and then decisively ended his treasure hunt. Instead, he gathered his breath and flew slowly towards the area above the black mist.
He did not immediately escape from the black mist, but hid in the dark and observed carefully. At this point, his spiritual eyes could no longer be blocked.
Soon, the two people fleeing in front appeared in sight. When he could see their appearance clearly, Mo Juren couldn't help but look slightly surprised. They were really acquaintances.
Two middle-aged monks, a man and a woman, came. The man had a square face and white beard and hair, while the woman was wearing a red dress. She looked to be in her thirties, but her appearance was cool and her charm was still there.
