The Black Mountain Crypt produces all kinds of rare herbs and exotic animals, and is a treasure-hunting place for monks of the Lower Sect.
For the lower sect monks, even if several sects form a group with strong combat power and are well prepared, they can only reach the fourth level.
Four floors down, even for mid-level monks like Yu Zhenzi and Chun He Fairy, it is still out of reach.
When she was still in Lianyun Village, Yan Yun once asked Fairy Chun He about the situation in the crypt. Her reply was that with Yan Yun's state at that time, if he could gather thousands of wind, fire, thunder and lightning talismans, he would only be safe on the first floor. .
The Nanshan Sect relied on the powerful power of the sect to build a city on the seventh floor of the Black Mountain Crypt, strangulating the throat of the Crypt.
The Nanshan Sect calls the Black Mountain Crypt the Black Mountain Netherworld because starting from the seventh level, the true face of the Black Mountain is reached. It is like a hole in the earth, a passage connecting the Nether World and the Human World.
Each layer of the Black Mountain Netherworld is different. If it is divided according to the color of the vegetation, the first layer is mostly green because it contacts the human world, so it is called the "green" world. The colors of the plants on the second layer are mostly red, so they are called the "red" world. The colors below are orange, purple, yellow, blue, and green, like separate worlds.
The passage on each level is a teleportation cave derived from the great power of creation.
No matter who it is, as long as they can successfully reach the transmission port, they will light up and enter the next level in a trance.
The seventh level is the "green" realm, which means black.
It is difficult to see living plants here, and even if there are any, they are gray and decayed.
Of course, no matter how ugly the plant is, it must be worth a lot of money if it can survive here. Even the broken branches of the plant can be sold at a good price.
Every time the Black Mountain Nether Trial is launched, there will always be disciples looking for exotic herbs that are difficult to find in the outside world.
It is also strange that Nanshan Sect starts the Black Mountain Netherworld Trial every year. Almost all the exotic flowers and herbs on the seventh level are picked, wild beasts are also wiped out, and all humanoid Netherworlds are slaughtered. But after spring, summer, and In the gestation of autumn and autumn, a large number of alien creatures will appear inside.
Not only that, when the Black Mountain Netherworld is shrouded in Yin Qi, the topography will also change accordingly. The original river will turn into hills or rocky beaches, and the hills may also be replaced by a huge pool of lava.
This Black Mountain Netherworld is like being in the body of an indescribable monster, changing in countless ways.
Black Mountain City has no disciples stationed in spring, summer, and autumn, and is protected by formations. Only in winter will the Battle Master Hall be opened.
When Yuzhu's shout rang out, all the disciples held their breath and prepared for battle.
At the same time, an unusually serious female voice came from the hundred-man column to which Yan Yun belonged.
"I, Qiuyan, am the centurion of this column. Disciples, please obey your orders. Once you encounter any obstacles from strange beasts or ghosts, you must go all out. Anyone who dares to shrink back in fear will be executed immediately!"
This woman is about forty years old. Her appearance is not pretty, but rather ordinary.
She has a round face with slightly wrinkles, heavy bags under her eyes, and her hair is tied back randomly. She looks a bit like a village woman.
Her robe was also tied up with a belt, her sleeves were rolled up, and half of her arms were exposed. Two waist knives, one on the left and one on the right, were stuck behind her back, with her hand pressed on the handle of the knife, like a cheetah ready to attack at any time!
There is no trace of fat on her arms and hands, the muscles are bulging like swollen lines, and the lines are clearly visible.
This woman joined from Black Mountain City when Yan Yun and others entered the cave, and stood silently at the back of the team.
Yuzhu became the centurion in the middle queue.
The other team was led by an equally capable young monk named Xu Fei, who, like Qiu Yan, was a junior monk of Lingtai Mirror.
Yan Yun didn't notice Qiu Yan and Xu Fei joining them at first, but when he saw the two walking side by side with Yu Zhu, he gained another layer of understanding about Nanshan Sect.
The development of Nanshan Sect has reached a bottleneck, and its management model has become decadent. It is a place where people are favored by nepotism and their backgrounds are important. It is difficult for ordinary people to get ahead.
Probably the ancestor of the Nanshan Sect also realized this. There was too much resistance to reform, so he established the Battle Master Hall to reserve the sect's combat power here in case of emergencies.
Yuzhu, Xu Fei, and Qiuyan are not at a high level, but it can be seen from the energy flowing out of their bodies that all three of them are people who have experienced hundreds of battles.
Yan Yun might not care much about Yan He, but he didn't dare to disobey Qiu Yan, the centurion's order.
This is the respect of the strong for the strong!
Lines of longitude and latitude kept flashing under Yan Yun's eyes.
The moment these lines appeared, they were projected out invisibly and densely packed in the cave, quickly forming a rough three-dimensional outline image.
Although the spiritual consciousness is difficult to reach far, the eyesight is not very effective, and the monks are like deaf and blind people, it has no impact on Yan Yun.
"Senior Qiuyan, there is a large stone platform in front of you, where you can stand guard from a high position!" Yan Yun shouted.
"Can you see it? How far away are you?" Qiu Yan asked urgently, quickly moving forward and passing over the heads of the monks in his column.
"The distance is about fifty feet, which can contain half of the cave!" Yan Yun said.
"Go and check quickly, be careful!" Qiu Yan held the handle of the scimitar with both hands. While giving the order, she followed Yan Yun to cover him.
The two of them jumped up and down, and in just a few flashes, they arrived in front of a huge stone about one foot high.
This stone is in the shape of a long strip, five feet wide, like a city wall, blocking the cave.
If we can hold this stone wall, it will undoubtedly reduce the pressure on the other two columns!
"Disciples of the third column, listen to the order and assemble quickly!" Qiuyan ordered.
Although Qiuyan is a girl, she acts decisively and is not sloppy in the slightest.
This was very different to Yan Yun's temperament, and he couldn't help but glance at her sideways.
"If you have anything to say, just say it!" Qiu Yan said.
"No!" Yan Yun replied.
"What's going on ahead? Please tell me." Qiuyan said again.
"It's so dark that I can't see clearly what it is..." Yan Yun told the truth.
"How far is it from here?"
"There are still a hundred feet."
"Well!" Qiuyan squatted down, opened her eyes, and stared ahead, but it was blurry and she couldn't see anything. She said in an approving tone, "Whose disciple are you from? It's rare for you to be safe in battle and have strong eyesight."
"Master Yanhe."
"Yanhe?"
Qiuyan smiled calmly and said, "It's a blessing for him to accept you as his disciple."
"Senior has given too much praise."
"In the Battle Master Hall, no matter what level of monks you are, no matter whether you are male or female, we are all brothers back to back, and we speak straight to the point. I don't know how to mince my words, and you don't have to be secretive." Qiu Yan sneered, "Yanhe can monopolize it. Yifeng, just because he is the direct disciple of Senior Xiaoyaozi, in terms of magical power and combat power, hum..."
"Exactly what my master's magical powers are, I have not seen it personally, so I dare not comment."
"Your eyesight... have you practiced other techniques?" Qiuyan changed the subject.
"This junior is an art master, and he was born under Xiaozhong Nanmen of the lower sect."
"Xiao Zhongnan... I have never been out of the Battle Master Hall and know nothing about the sect. Since you have inherited this magical power, you still need to practice hard and don't let it go to waste."
"Thank you, senior, for reminding me."
The Battle Master Hall is indeed a different hall. It is not entirely based on the rank of the monks. The most important thing is to have a heart-to-heart relationship.
From another level, the Battle Master Hall is a consumable of the sect, because the cultivators in the hall have no background or backing, and they will fall when they fall.
The cultivators of Zhanshitang survive in an extremely cruel and complex environment. As a result, they can only support each other back to back.
For them, facing death, nothing matters, only the brilliance of humanity shines through the rest of their lives.
This sincere relationship between them is exactly the same as when Yan Yun guarded Longtou Pass in the past, making him feel like time reincarnation.
At this time, the ninety-nine monks in the column had come to the stone wall and lined up.
"Group of three, squat and guard the stronghold!" Qiu Yan said.
"yes!"
All the cultivators spoke in unison.
"Fairy Qiuyan, do you have any suggestions?" Yuzhu was asking.
"This stone wall can cover half of the cave. The gap is left to two senior brothers, Yu Zhu and Xu Fei."
"Are your team too small?"
"It doesn't matter, we are at a high place. This stone wall can resist at least half of the beasts, but the two senior brothers should be careful."
"Well, be careful, fairy!"
The cave became quiet, and then fell into dead silence, with only rumbling sounds, like thunderclouds approaching from the sky.
High up in the depthless cave, in the air covered by black and red mist, dust fell, like flying snow, on the heads of the cultivators.
Soon, everyone was like clay dolls covered in dust, covered in dust, with only the light in their eyes showing their vitality.
"Fifty feet!" Yan Yun roared.
"Forty feet!"
"Thirty feet!"
"Activate the formation!" Yuzhu shouted.
Yuzhu, Qiuyan, and Xu Fei each took out a formation flag and placed it about five feet in front of the queue.
Under the three array flags, a circular halo immediately lit up and rotated slowly.
The three of them pointed at the formation flag and activated it with magic power.
At the same time, each took out a few spiritual stones, threw them, and landed in the circular halo.
With a flash of inspiration, a series of extremely sharp giant swords emerged from the ground, one every five inches, forming a wall of gleaming blades five feet in front of Zhu Xiu.
There are also disciples holding talismans or formation flags in their hands, ready to go.
Yan Yun also took out three sets of Four Evil Talismans in his hand, pinched them with his fingers, and looked ahead.
"You are quite generous." Qiu Yan said in surprise.
Three sets of Four Evil Talismans are valuable, and even if the disciples of the Battle Master Hall have a generous monthly payment, they are not a means that can be used easily.
"It's hard to talk about it, it's just that this junior happens to be a talisman maker." Yan Yun answered with a tilted head.
"A real mid-level talisman maker, serving as a low-level disciple in the Battle Master Hall, hey... I don't know how the sect is willing to let it go..." Qiu Yan sighed, shook her head, and said seriously, "How many four elements have you refined? Evil Talisman? If there are less than three sets, don’t use it unless absolutely necessary.”
"Why?"
"I need your help!"
