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Chapter 384 The choice is not to go to Baoshan

Flying to the west for more than fifty or sixty miles, the green trees and grass seas gradually become sparse.

The rocks and soil are exposed, and the wood energy is suppressed.

Under the same sunlight, it is extremely dazzling, and the dry sand is rolled by the dry wind, and the jagged stones "crack" like a rainstorm, making people feel desolate at a loss.

It is indeed deserted and dilapidated, slowly eroded by the wind and sand, and within a few years, the lush "Grasswood Ridge Secret Realm" will no longer exist.

Tu Kun fell on the brownish-yellow rock and sighed: "When I came here, the Niujiao Ridge that was faintly visible under the steaming heat in front of the old man was still full of vitality, but it was destroyed too quickly.

This secret place was built by a fairy green weaver with great powers back then. It covers an area of ​​more than [-] miles and became famous all over the world. "

Zhang Wenfeng squatted down, stretched out his hand and gently stroked a wiregrass that grew close to the ground with few leaves, black, green and yellowish roots.

He could feel that as he walked into the wasteland, the spiritual energy became thinner, and there were traces of invisible Yang evil energy in the air.

The evil spirit is like a blade, destroying the vitality of the secret realm all the time.

He injected a wisp of wood energy into the struggling and tenacious iron thread grass, which is better than nothing, maybe it can make the iron thread plant last an extra summer?In the end, this iron wire plant will still die under the torment of Yang evil spirit.

Walking for tens of miles, I came to the Niujiaoling that Tukun said. The mountain stands bare and stands about [-] feet high. The caves and ruins of buildings that were not completely blocked and submerged by sediment.

There is almost no aura in the air, and it has naturally become a place of forbidden law.

But this forbidden method is completely different from the forbidden method of Moling Youjing. You can also use your own mana to open the storage bag, and you can use your own mana to fly and cast spells, but it consumes a lot of energy.

There is a lot of yellow sand at the foot of the mountain, and Tu Kun pointed to a certain position in the middle of the mountain with his finger, and said: "We have entered the secret realm twice, and we have rested in the 'Yingcui Pavilion'. Now things are different, and there is a sea of ​​grass and trees at the gate of the mountain. , even Huamei and Luzhiniang are gone, so how many are left?"

A rare wretched and rough guy who is emotional and a little sentimental.

Zhang Wenfeng has a wooden physique, walking in the barren yellow sandy land, enduring the ubiquitous invasion of yang evil spirit, feeling extremely tormented, he had to meditate on scriptures to fight quietly, and now his body is covered with a layer of light green wood fire, Only by using fire to drive away evil spirits can I feel better and be able to continue walking.

On the contrary, the mountain badger with the weakest cultivation level trudged on the shallow yellow sand as if nothing had happened.

Occasionally, I still have time to grab a sand scorpion from the sand, and pull out a small mud-colored snake. It has learned to behave, and never sniffs food that is not killed. The disgusting stench makes it almost Tian's appetite is much smaller.

Tu Kun didn't need the support of the viewer who manipulated the wood fire to resist, he just brought up a long memory and babbled a few words.

Bypass Niujiaoling and continue westward.

At the edge of the emerald green grass sea, there are several spirits floating with leaves as umbrellas to block the sun, about three inches high, some wearing green leaves skirts, some wearing pink flower skirts, all of them have delicate faces, holding small flower pots in their hands , cast a spell to irrigate the sparse grass on the nearby barren land with clean water, delaying their dying process.

The spirits are busy flying in and out of the sea of ​​grass, replenishing the clear water in the flowerpot.

The invisible blowing yang baleful energy made them sweat on their foreheads, and they were so tired that they were out of breath.

There was a shrill scream from a woman in front, and all the spirits gathered around the wiregrass. They could detect a little bit of unusual woodiness.

They communicated and discussed with a voice similar to rhythm.

……

Yuanyang County City, Wanji Coffin Shop.

Chen Qingqiao, the second senior brother and they called Song Suxing who was helping them together, and the three of them looked at each other, and flew over the wall into the closed shop, leaving the black donkey behind to patrol the alley.

The shop was dark, and the unsealed black lacquered coffins were neatly placed, making it look more and more eerie.

The three separated and quickly searched. Not long after, the second senior brother called out from the backyard and lifted a wooden floor covering, revealing a small basement.

Inside were seven red and black painted coffins, three at the front and four at the back, all of which lay silent corpses.

Among them was the old carpenter, Master Xiong, who had escaped and disappeared.

All the men, women and children had no wounds on their bodies, and died very peacefully. All the clues have been broken so far.

……

As night fell, Tu Kun looked up at the Wanhe Ridge full of holes in front of him, pointed to a huge boulder standing on the top of the mountain, and said with a smile: "The Feilai Stone is still there. My purpose this time is to go to the top of the mountain to refine the Feilai Stone." .”

Back then, he looked down on the rock, but after Xuanmu reminded him, he realized that he had missed the treasure.

That bastard often didn't say anything beforehand, but deliberately said it afterwards, which made his teeth itch.

The rule set later in this secret realm is that as long as you have the ability, you can take away the treasures of the barren land at will, but you can only take one piece at a time, and you can only come back for at least five years, so you have to give people who come later some opportunities.

His current level three cultivation base, plus his body of an earth spirit, can barely refine the flying stone. He only has a flying sword, and his attack method is too simple. If he can refine a flying stone, whether it is an attack or The defense will increase in strength.

Zhang Wenfeng swallowed a elixir, slowly refined and supplemented the consumed Yuan Qi, and asked, "Is it more troublesome to go up the mountain?"

"Wanhe Ridge is about eight hundred feet high. There are many ravines and caves on the mountain. Some of the remaining restrictions are related to the entire secret realm and are still in effect. Besides, there is almost no spiritual energy here. Our mountain climbing consumes a lot. There is another tree on the mountain. Xingbao, try to see if you can refine it and take it away?"

Tu Kun squatted down and fed a piece of ore to the badger, and explained a few words to the badger.

On the way up the mountain, poisonous insects emerged one after another, and it was necessary for the mountain badgers to force their way through. They followed behind to minimize consumption.

That's why he deliberately waited three days longer for the mountain badger to recover from his injury.

Zhang Wenfeng had other plans in mind, and asked, "What kind of wooden treasure is the soil protector? I'm not strong enough now, so I'm afraid it's a waste of time."

"A dead 'soul-gathering wood', Xuanmu's high-sightedness doesn't look down on him. He took other treasures back then and made some tricks to cover up the soul-gathering wood so that later guys can't find it easily."

Tu Kun smiled and said: "Entering Baoshan will not let you go back empty-handed. This Wanhe Ridge was the residence of the green weaver fairy back then. There are many rare treasures. Even if you can't refine the soul-gathering wood, you can take other things. Xuan Mu knows a lot of things, he has basically figured out the restrictions of the entire mountain, so you follow me up the mountain, don't worry, even if hundreds of years have passed, there should be little change, and we can't be trapped."

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head slightly: "I want to use three months to improve my cultivation in the secret land of Caohai. That place is suitable for me to practice, and I don't want to miss this rare opportunity. As for the treasures, I just come to get them later when I have time. Hundreds of years have passed I don't mind waiting another five years."

He wanted to strike while the iron was hot to grasp the realization of being transformed into a tree.

In that state, and in a secret realm full of wood energy, it is possible to break through in one fell swoop.

Compared with the "soul-gathering wood" that can also nourish the soul, he has his own considerations about which is more important.

Cultivation is the foundation, and other external things are just a boost on the road of cultivation, some are icing on the cake, and others are not to think about it. He will consume a lot of energy staying here, and it is very likely that he will not be able to refine the soul-gathering wood.

After weighing the trade-offs, he chose not to go to Baoshan, he had to devote himself to cultivation.

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(End of this chapter)