"Can you see a mountain peak? It's not far away."
Wang Changsheng asked, pointing to the void ahead.
Wang Tuntian's eyes widened, his brows furrowed, he shook his head and said, "Master, I didn't see any mountain peaks."
He was only in the combined stage, so he was naturally not as good as Wang Ruyan.
Wang Changsheng looked at Wang Mengli. Wang Mengli was a descendant of Mirage. Mirage was proficient in illusion. Maybe she had a way.
Wang Mengli pinched the magic formula, and a dragon roar resounded throughout the world, and a huge mirage dragon appeared in the void above his head.
With a pinch of her spell, the mirage dragon opened its mouth and spat out a stream of golden glow, hitting a certain void.
There were ripples in the void, and the shadow of a mountain peak was vaguely visible.
Wang Ruyan tapped his finger lightly in the void in front of him, and a blue halo of light swept out and hit the void. The void tore open, and a large number of cracks appeared. The void was distorted and deformed. After a blur, an emerald green peak appeared. When you come out, you can see a very large manor on the top of the mountain, and a huge black light curtain covers the entire manor.
"What a powerful phantom formation! If I hadn't brought Mengli and his wife with me, I might have been deceived."
Wang Changsheng sighed.
"This illusory formation has been operating for many years, and there is not much power left. I wouldn't have been able to detect any abnormalities unless the master reminded me."
Wang Mengli said modestly.
"Mengli, you are too modest. Even you, even a Mahayana monk, may not be able to make it appear."
Wang Ruyan praised.
The mirage dragon is a true spirit that is proficient in illusion, so it is nothing to reveal the illusion array that has lost its power.
"It seems to be a certain monk's cave. There are some elixirs. The restrictions are too strong and I can't see clearly."
Wang Tuntian said, his eyes flashing with a dazzling yellow light.
Wang Ruyan pinched the talisman and the talisman soldier strode towards the mountain.
As soon as it appeared on the mountain, a golden flame burst out of the ground, turning all the grass and trees into ashes, and the golden flame went straight towards the talisman soldiers.
Wang Ruyan wanted to command it to move back, but its legs seemed to be filled with lead water and could not move.
When she pinched the magic technique, the body of the Talisman Soldier emitted a bright yellow light, and then it retreated, and the golden flame disappeared. "Gravity restriction!"
Wang Changsheng had a thoughtful expression on his face. He summoned the Dharma form, merged with him, and strode towards the mountain.
As soon as he reached the mountain, a strong gravity appeared, and at the same time, a golden flame emerged from the ground and headed straight for Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng strode towards the mountain. The golden flame touched the water of the Styx, and a burst of white mist appeared, which could not hurt Wang Changsheng.
Not long after, Wang Changsheng arrived halfway up the mountain. His legs were shaking and his face was red. His body was not weak, but the gravity restriction here was too strong.
Wang Changsheng pinched the secret, and a "crackling" sound came from his body. His body swelled up, the pressure relaxed, and he quickened his pace.
After a while, he came to the gate of the manor and felt relieved.
Wang Changchang breathed a sigh of relief, moved his fists, and hit the black light screen, causing the black to dent.
He opened his mouth and spit out glazed ice flames, which landed on the black light curtain. The surface of the black light curtain began to freeze. Wang Changsheng's fists flashed, the black light curtain shattered, and a pure spiritual energy surged out.
He flew into the air and looked towards the manor, seeing a spiritual fruit tree and a lush spiritual field.
Wang Changsheng sacrificed a humanoid puppet and let it walk in front, while he followed behind.
Along the way, I saw some empty spiritual fields where the elixirs were all dead.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, Wang Changsheng appeared at the door of an independent small courtyard with green tiles. There was half an acre of spiritual fields in the courtyard. The spiritual fields were covered by an earth-yellow light curtain. There was a golden fruit tree inside, with twenty hangings hanging on it. There are many bloody fruits with some golden lines on the surface, which are completely natural.
"Golden Blood Apricot Fruit!"
Wang Changsheng's eyes widened and he looked excited.
The growth cycle of golden-grained blood apricot fruit is the same as that of Rennarcissus apricot fruit. It is the main medicine for refining blood apricot Huiyuan brew and has a very good healing effect.
, even if it is taken raw, it has a good healing effect.
Blood Apricot Huiyuan Brewing is an eighth-level spiritual wine. The Wang family does not have a recipe. With these golden-striped blood apricot fruits, even if Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan are seriously injured, they can recover faster after taking this fruit.
Wang Changsheng flashed his fists and smashed into the yellow light curtain. After a muffled "bang bang" sound, the yellow light curtain shattered and fell into pieces.
He took out a pair of white gloves. The gloves were woven from the silk of the seventh-level ice silkworm. They were mainly used to pick golden-striped blood apricot fruits. If you touch the fruit with your palms, it will immediately turn into a puddle of juice.
He picked the golden blood apricot fruits and put them into multiple jade boxes. With a flick of his wrist, Wang Liao flew out from the spirit beast bracelet.
"Transplant this fruit tree."
Wang Changsheng ordered, took out a set of formations and handed them to Wang Liao.
He cooperated with Wang Liao to transplant the golden-striped blood apricot tree.
After a while, Wang Changsheng came to a small courtyard with arches. There was a half-acre spiritual field in the courtyard. A light blue light curtain covered the spiritual field. There was a light golden rattan growing in the spiritual field, with more than 20 hangings hanging on it. There is a golden fruit with an obvious crack on the surface. This is not man-made, but natural.
"Golden mandarin fruit!"
Wang Changsheng looked excited. The growth cycle of golden mandarin fruit is longer than that of golden blood apricot fruit. It has the effect of improving mana and is suitable for Mahayana monks to take.
Taking the golden mango fruit can save Mahayana monks a period of hard work. The more you take, the more your magic power will be increased.
Wang Changsheng put on gloves and carefully picked off more than twenty golden mandarin fruits. Most of the rare spiritual fruits cannot be touched directly with hands. Some very rare spiritual fruit elixirs require treasures refined from special materials to be picked. He put the golden tangerine fruit into a jade box, put it into a storage bracelet, and cooperated with Wang Liao to transplant the golden tangerine vine. After a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng appeared at the door of a palace with flashing yellow light, his face solemn. He looked around the manor and found nothing good, but there were golden mandarin fruits and golden-striped blood apricot fruits, and the harvest was already considerable.
The plaque at the entrance of the palace reads "Qianyang Palace" in three golden characters, and the door is closed.
"Qianyang Palace! Is it the cave where other Mahayana monks sit?"
Wang Changsheng said doubtfully.
Many Mahayana monks entered the ashram to hunt for treasures. Some Mahayana monks died in the ashram. Perhaps they were left behind by other Mahayana monks. What puzzled him was what happened to this manor. If he was seriously injured, it would be impossible to spend the money. Time to build a manor.
This is a dojo, and it will be closed when the time comes. Mahayana monks will definitely spend their time searching for treasures when they enter this place. How can they be in the mood to build a manor here?
Could it be said that some Mahayana monks used their great supernatural powers to enter the ashram in advance and settle down in the ashram?
Or could it be said that after the demonic beasts in the dojo transformed, they received the inheritance of the immortal cultivators and built a cave here to live and practice?
