Little junior sister, she cried in the world of cultivating immortals

Lu Qingye raised his hand, and the rich wood spiritual power in his body gathered in his palm, and finally turned into countless spiritual lights that penetrated the land under his feet.

Because of the great wars and the destruction caused by the monks, some blood-evil aura and fire-spirited energy still remain in this land.

In the future, there will be no soil to resist those things. If the remaining things are not cleaned up, even the seedlings of spiritual plants left here by Lu Qingye will slowly wither.

Lu Qingye didn't want to do that useless work, so he might as well move these seedlings into the space.

Fortunately, after countless years have passed, not much of the remaining power is left.

As the wood spiritual power is covered, the surrounding land regains its vitality.

Although it is not as good as when Xi soil was there, at least those spiritual plants and seeds buried deep in the earth will not die.

Lu Qingye breathed out and cast the spiritual rain on the seedlings again, setting up a spirit gathering array and a phantom array.

The bones were also buried by her. Because she didn't know the name of the senior, Lu Qingye erected a wordless monument.

After doing everything well, Lu Qingye left.

Yuanze did not enter the Hongmeng Pearl and was still wrapped around his wrist, but he was probably tired after walking all the way and was fast asleep at the moment.

Three days later, Lu Qingye met the first monk after entering the secret realm in a sword forest.

The towering mountain peaks have water chestnuts as sharp as swords.

There are countless densely packed, dark holes on the body.

At this moment, Lu Qingye was hiding in a hole, watching the monk below dragging a giant-eyed wasp forward.

Jindan Perfect Soul Cultivation did not find Lu Qingye hiding in the cave.

His face and body were all covered in big bumps stung by the giant eye peak.

If it weren't for the Soul Cultivator's soul body taking up most of his strength and vitality, his life would probably be in danger at this moment.

Yang Shun bared his teeth and dragged the giant-eyed wasp. At this moment, he hated this thing with itch. But the selling price of Megaeye wasps outside is very good! Especially in the realm of human cultivation!

Those monks need the materials on their bodies to refine elixirs and weapons.

Those are all white spirit stones! Now the spirit stone is equivalent to several times the soul stone!

Therefore, even though he knew that there were countless giant-eyed wasps in the sword forest and the stings would cause unbearable pain, Yang Shun still did not leave.

Along the way, he encountered many spiritual plants and elixirs, but most of the places were deserted.

Most of the remaining weapons and magic weapons in the battlefield ruins have been scrapped, and they are just a pile of scrap metal.

Coupled with the countless illusions along the way, it was quite frustrating for him.

If he hadn't been mentally determined, he might have stayed in some illusion and stopped moving forward.

This sword forest was a very good opportunity for him!
  There is no illusion, and there are giant-eyed wasps!
  Compared to those illusions that test people's hearts, he prefers this kind of direct fighting and killing!

Lu Qingye narrowed his eyes and looked around Yang Shun in a circle.

Not everyone who enters the secret realm of sentient beings has good luck and opportunities.

Not all the monks succeeded in approaching the center. [-]% of the monks were trapped in various places in the secret realm.

Many monks have even died.

She already had enough giant-eyed wasps in her storage bag. These guys were entrenched in this sword order and had no natural enemies. The surrounding vegetation was almost eaten clean by them.

There are holes and holes everywhere.

The reason why Lu Qingye stayed here after collecting the materials was because she wanted to refine some elixirs and talisman formations to make up for those used along the way.