"It's not a poisonous miasma, but the aroma of rotten tobacco. Being in an environment shrouded in blue mist for a long time will greatly reduce the demonic power of the monsters. Any intelligent beasts will stay away from them if they encounter them.
"After this thing became known to the world of cultivation, the use of rotten tobacco was mostly used to extract the juice and mix it with other medicinal herbs to make a beast-repelling incense as thick as chopsticks. When lit, it can prevent monsters from secretly raiding. It has been mixed in the mountains for a long time. The best choice for monks in the dense forest.”
"Everyone in the world knows about the incense that repels beasts, but the only one they don't know about is rotten tobacco. Speaking of this, I learned it from my master a few years ago..."
Chen Mo finished thinking about the knowledge in his mind. After a brief memory, his eyes returned to this point.
The crimson mountain range, the rotten tobacco that resists monsters, as long as he has not left the Forgotten Land, this must be the far north of the secret realm.
He and Gu Yao are already brothers who have settled accounts, so there is no need to tell him where this is, lest the other party has plans and causes trouble for him.
"I don't know either." Chen Mo immediately pretended to be confused, looked around, and said casually.
Gu Yao had expected this. He seemed to have asked casually, and then said nothing.
There is a path in front of the mountain col. The two of them are walking along the long winding snake. As they walk, Gu Yao said: "The period of the secret realm is more than half way over. What are Junior Brother Chen's plans now?"
"Me? Make sure you stay alive first. As for the redbud fruit and chalcedony mushroom, it depends on God's arrangement." Chen Mo replied.
"Yeah, maybe it's more important than anything else." Gu Yao also looked deeply convinced and sighed: "Too many monks have fallen in this secret realm..."
More than 800 cultivators competed, and there may only be one or two hundred people left in the end. Every foundation-building cultivator is born, walking upwards on the bones of the same level. Speaking of this, two new cultivators All the young people in the world fell silent.
At the end of the long snake underfoot, the broad hillside was clearly visible. Looking at the blue mist on the horizon, Guyou said leisurely: "Let's say goodbye."
Maybe he went to look for traces of Lan Ruoxian, or maybe he and Chen Mo had the same intention of building a foundation, so it was out of his control. The cooperation between the two ended here. Chen Mo took a deep breath, handed over his hands and said silently to Gu Yao. bye.
No matter what, it is a fact that Gu Yao saved his life.
Gu Yao waved his hand: "Take care." Then he strode forward and left without asking where Chen Mo was going. Chen Mo stopped there for a moment and watched Gu Yao disappear into the blue mist.
"The northern part of the secret realm is full of dangers. I should tell him to be more careful..." Chen Mo muttered to himself as he stared at the disappearing figure.
Chen Mo didn't plan to set off now. For him, this place, surrounded by rotten tobacco, had become a rare safe place in the Forgotten Land. He wanted to digest the explosive growth left in the Wind Cave here before digesting it. Cultivation.
No matter how much other people's cultivation is, after all, it is not the result of his hard work. Using it rashly will have great disadvantages.
In the blood spider formation, Chen Mo learned several formations from Mei Aoxue. He put eight hidden formations on the only path leading directly to the hillside. Even if Chen Mo died in seclusion, he could still sense the enemy's attack. near.
Chen Mo was worried that Qingqiu Fox had great supernatural powers and had obtained a teleportation token from nowhere. He was chasing him for thousands of miles. He wanted to destroy the teleportation array, but instead he used a flying sword. He tried several stabs, but couldn't even teleport. Not even the tiny bits and pieces of the formation have been removed.
"Whoosh!"
Chen Mo thought for a while, then threw out the teleportation token and landed on the stone pillar. The soft light supported the object, but Chen Mo did not stand on it. The light emitted was limited, and it only maintained a dense aura.
"Although this will waste the spiritual energy stored in the token, the teleportation array is in a occupied state. Even if Qingqiu Fox has the token, it will not be able to teleport here." Chen Mo secretly guessed.
The final means of protection is his Cloud Crystal Insect King. The three-color Xuantian Lotus has improved his consciousness, and he no longer has to worry about the backlash of the spiritual insects.
Even if there are a few more of the same cloud crystal insects, Chen Mo can control them like an arm, not to mention its limited cultivation.
Previously, he was captured by Qingqiu Fox and ordered the insect to sleep and hide in his sleeve. Now he regained consciousness and became his loyal helper again.
An hour later, Chen Mo took another look at the remaining spiritual energy on the token. It was much lower than he expected. In this way, his hanging heart finally fell.
Chen Mo sat cross-legged and looked at the spiritual energy stored in his Dantian. He couldn't help but be shocked. Even if some of it had been lost in the past few hours, the total amount now exceeded the state before he entered the secret realm!
A trickle of water flows across the green and white two-color jade board. It can neither flow into the green board which contains 30% of the vital energy, nor can it merge with the white board which is composed of 70% of the yin spiritual power. It can only be stored for a short period of time.
If Chen Mo wants to make use of these extra cultivations, he must first convert the external spiritual power into Yin spiritual power, and then wash away the white jade slab to consolidate his own realm.
"What should I do?" Chen Mo narrowed his eyes and thought to himself.
...
The sound of the waterfall is like thunder, and the water curtain rushes down. Thousands of misty waves gather into the lake and pool at the foot of the peak, and go away with the long river.
What is blocking the waterfall is a cave. The stalactites hanging upside down are white and flawless, like jade bamboo shoots growing in opposite directions, and they are so fresh and green.
"—tick!"
The water droplets fell and landed on the dazzling rocks at their feet. Like the last string of music, the group of people crossed the waterfall and stood in front of the majestic cave. They all looked at the scene in front of them in surprise.
The first to step into the waterfall were four beautifully dressed cultivators, three men and one woman. One of them was very close and must have become a Taoist couple.
To the left of the Taoist monk is a short monk, holding a flute in his hand. He is silent and constantly looking around, as if he is observing something.
On the other side, a rugged man rubbed his hands excitedly, not hiding his joy at all. Behind the waterfall of four people, there were more than twenty monks at the fifteenth level of Qi Refining. From the looks of it, they were all Fellow Taoist disciples who lead the group.
I don't know what kind of agreement the three groups made, but they didn't fight in this forgotten place where their enemies met. It was quite strange.
"The extreme fire beasts are rioting... there must be a soul-increasing pool!" The rough man from before said excitedly: "After all the hardships, we finally found the right place!!"
"According to previous reports, this soul-increasing pool, which is rare in a hundred years, can increase the total amount of spiritual consciousness of Qi Refining monks by 20% out of thin air. I wonder if the rumors are true..."
The man who responded to him was the man from the Taoist couple. This man was about thirty years old. He was growing like a jade tree in the wind, and his movements were quite bold and unrestrained.
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