Mortals start from undercover

The yellow sand is endless and the wilderness is thousands of miles away.

After gathering the three groups of people, the number of the entire team increased greatly, to a total of fifteen Nascent Soul cultivators.

With this force combined together, except for the three major forces in Tiannan, there is almost no force that is afraid of them.

Only an alchemy master like Master Taiyin could bring such a large number of monks together.

Follow his lead and explore the ruins that no one knows about.

Because the monks here believe that even if Taiyin finds nothing in the ruins, it can still bring them enough benefits. What's more, having a good relationship with an alchemy master can bring countless indescribable benefits to themselves and their disciples. .

After the team of fifteen Nascent Soul cultivators gathered together, they were not too afraid in front of Master Mu Lan.

He wasn't too secretive anymore, he was walking in this wasteland.

From time to time, Taiyin took out a map, compared his position, and discussed with several others.

This expedition team belongs to three major forces, namely the treasure hunting team gathered by Marquis Nanlong.

One team is the tracking team gathered by Dan Xiangzi.

Taiyin’s team is the most mixed!
Judging from the situation where they were blocked by Master Mulan, it was very likely that there was a traitor in this team.

However, they haven't been caught yet, so Yue Meitu didn't mention it at all, but enthusiastically attracted the other two teams to dilute the weight of the team he organized.

"The Rendan Pavilion was a large sect that existed tens of thousands of years ago. It is located at the junction of Tiannan and Mulan..."

Master Taiyin and the monks explained the origin of this map.

"I'm afraid many people have never heard of this name. This is because more than 1 years ago, the immortals who once descended to earth destroyed this sect and destroyed all records about this sect, so you have no existing records at all. I’ve seen the name of this sect before…”

Many people are very interested in hearing about things that happened ten thousand years ago. Many monks' sects or inheritances have highlighted the descending of the spirit world ten thousand years ago.

"Did those monks from the spiritual world do it after they descended to earth?"

Marquis Nanlong thought for a moment and asked.

"Exactly!"

The Moon Charming Rabbit nodded.

After a while, Dan Xiangzi looked shocked, stared at Yue Meitu and said, "Could it be... those people!"

The Moon Charm Rabbit turned to look at the monk who was an idiot in alchemy and was still following him outside Langtian City, and said with a smile: "You know?"

Dan Xiangzi nodded subconsciously, and then her face turned blue and white, as if she was constantly struggling in her heart. After a long time, she exhaled and said, "Are you sure that's where it is?"

The Moon Charming Rabbit shook the map in his hand and said, "Wei Wuya asked Wei Lichen to take this out on purpose in exchange for the right to host the Langtian City Doudan Conference in my hands. Do you think Wei Wuya would cheat with a fake one?" I?"

After pondering for a long time, Dan Xiangzi's eyes flashed with excitement and a hint of timidity and said: "If it is that place, I will accompany you there... Haha, how crazy can the ancient human monks be? I I also really want to take a look!”

Several other Nascent Soul cultivators were confused as they listened. They didn't understand what Dan Xiangzi and Taiyin were saying.
Even Marquis Nanlong frowned, as if he had thought of something?
But I still don’t understand what the two parties involved are excited about?
The rest of the trip was very boring.

The group of people stepped on the sand ridge, constantly climbing over and sneaking.

This road was deserted, and the surrounding environment did not change until the ground gradually turned green and turned into a grassland landscape.

Although it is still so desolate, it is not completely deserted!
From a distance, the eyes of several monks were attracted. A group of people like ants gathered together, riding horses and driving livestock to eat the grass.

"It's Mu Lan's mortal tribe..."

Bai Yuefeng took a step forward and took a look.

Some other monks who had not come into contact with the lower-level mortals of Mulan took a few more curious looks.

However, there is no difference between Mulan and Tiannan mortals.

However, the climate in Mulan is quite changeable, and various severe natural disasters often strike.

This also leads to the fact that the Mulan people are relatively stout, with rough skin and a light bronze color. Their facial features and body contours are more suitable for local life, but they are basically the same as the mortals in Tiannan.

Han Li has also met mortals from other regions.

Mortals in the Sea of ​​Stars have whiter skin, sparser hair on their bodies, and a unique delicate skin, which should make them more adaptable to the island environment.

After comparing the mortals in Tiannan, Mulan, and Luanxinghai, Han Li seemed to have difficulty accurately distinguishing the people from the three places.

"Huhuhu..."

The group of Mulan people riding horses at the foot of the hillside kept driving the sheep towards the desert.

"What are they doing, with the desert ahead of them?"

Bai Yu was very puzzled as he watched this group of Mulan mortals driving their animals into the desert.

"Is there someone chasing you behind me?"

Qingque's spiritual consciousness scanned the tribe and found only three foundation-building monks and a dozen Qi-refining monks.

Most of the others are just ordinary mortals with martial arts skills.

"No, this is the habit of Mulan people."

Bai Yuefeng sighed and said: "Mulan people will attack the defense line every once in a while. Although the upper-level magicians are in a stalemate with the Nine Nations Alliance, the lower-level monks will drive away some low-level monks from Mulan, and The mortals of Mulan attack our mortal country..."

"What's the use of this?"

Han Li asked with a frown.

According to Han Li's understanding, the struggle between monks is mainly based on the upper-level fight. Once the upper-level fight comes to an end, the pattern is basically determined.

The remaining low-level monks' fighting skills are just to create a situation for the higher-ups, or to chase after the pattern has been set.

Han Li himself has experienced the invasion of demons, and he has the deepest experience with this concept!
"Yeah, it's of no use."

Bai Yuefeng shook his head and said: "However, the invasion of these low-level monks of Mulan and the invasion of mortals can occupy part of the spiritual mines or spiritual fields. The upper-level monks and those magicians are constantly fighting and confronting each other. These magicians take the opportunity to search and plunder some souls." The materials can not only consume the local war potential of the Nine Nations Alliance, but also supplement their expedition..."

"How much can I get from this?"

Qingque shook his head and said.

"How long can the minerals be occupied? Where will they find the people to mine them?"

Bai Yuefeng sighed: "Just plundering a part of it is enough to make these poor Mulan people ecstatic..."

"So, this desert of thousands of miles of yellow sand was also deliberately created by the monks of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance, just to prevent too many mortals and low-level monks from the Mulan tribe from cholera territory?"

Bai Yu was the smartest to discover the usefulness of the yellow sand he had walked through.

Bai Yuefeng nodded silently.

"Okay, let's go!"

Moon Charming Rabbit put down the map and said.

After understanding the living habits of these Mulan people, these Nascent Soul monks were no longer interested.

The group of people rubbed the edge of the grassland and covered a distance of tens of thousands of miles.

"Is this deep into the Mulan Grassland?"

Han Li frowned and looked at his surroundings, feeling worried.

"Don't be afraid. We walked around the edge of the grassland. Although the distance we walked was a bit long, we definitely did not go deep into the Mulan Grassland. Moreover, even in the Mulan Grassland, our group of people broke in. That group of senior officials The teacher also wants to go around us..."

Marquis Nanlong also took out a compass in his hand to constantly locate his position.

Although he looked so relaxed on the surface, he was also afraid of being under siege in his heart.

Han Li nodded slightly after hearing this.

Danxiangzi stood next to Yue Meitu and looked at a snow-capped mountain in the distance: "Could it be here?"

The Moon Charming Rabbit nodded, pointed at a snow mountain and said, "That's it!"

The group of people couldn't help but become excited after hearing this.

Although this short distance of thousands of miles is not far for Nascent Soul.

But going deep into such a dangerous environment as the Mulan Grassland is a heavy psychological test for every Nascent Soul.

Now that we are right in front of our eyes, why don't we feel relaxed?
"go!"

Taiyin didn't say much and took the lead.

The snow-capped mountains are extremely high.

From a distance, you can see a pale blue mountainside, which is indistinguishable from the blue color of the sky.

The top of the snow is white, and it looks peaceful and quiet.

Along the way, there are gradually more and more stones, the pasture gradually becomes sparse, and more and more creeks and moss appear.

Everyone also saw some mortals herding long yaks.

Keep heading towards the snow-capped mountains.

In less than half a day, we reached the mountain pass.

It turns out that what looks like a snowy mountain from a distance is actually a continuous mountain range.

Only the highest snow-capped peak in the entire mountain range is the most conspicuous.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, everyone stopped and discussed how to move forward.

A biting cold wind blew out of the valley like a sword splitting.

Everyone looked at the snow-capped mountains and said with shock: "I have never seen such a big mountain before!"

"Yes, even among our mountains in Tiannan, there are not many that are bigger than this one?"

"Yes, this mountain is high and full of snow. Who knows what we will encounter?"

"..."

Several Yuanying monks looked at the mountain curiously and asked.

"What's the name of this mountain?"

"Mulan people call it Daxue Mountain..."

“The Snowy Mountains are really suitable!”

Qingque nodded, looked at the top of the mountain and said: "Brother Ma, where do you think we are going? Top of the mountain, mountainside, foot of the mountain, valley?"

Before Sun Crown Horse could answer, Taiyin rolled up the map and said, "We are looking for a deep pool!"

"Deep pool?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then nodded in unison.

These people are all Nascent Soul cultivators. What kind of strange terrain have you not seen before?

After agreeing, everyone's spiritual consciousness was swept away. After a while, Marquis Nanlong suggested: "Our spiritual consciousness is only a hundred miles away. This mountain range is nearly ten thousand miles away. It would be too difficult to search inch by inch. It is better to capture some local people." People ask?”

"it is good!"

Everyone nodded in unison.

For these Yuanying monks, some Mulan people didn't take them seriously at all.

Taiyin had no objection and unified everyone's thoughts. "found it!"

Old man Mu shouted.

"There is a temple at the foot of the mountain in the distance!"

The core spit out by the giant snake can collect many smells, and it is easy to smell the smell of the people in the mountains.

"temple?"

Everyone headed towards the temple without hesitation.

A temple built with white stone is standing on a low mountain peak.

Behind is the snow-capped mountain that looks like a celestial peak.

Looking at it this way, it seems quite holy.

However, everyone was a monk in Tiannan, and Buddhism and Taoism were not prominent in Tiannan, so everyone intruded in without paying attention.

Madam You is holding a lama in red clothes and a yellow crown in her hand!

"We caught this person, the abbot of the temple!"

After the lama was caught by Mrs. You, he still remained clear and roared: "How dare you break into the holy temple..."

"Ok?"

The fifteen Nascent Soul cultivators all smiled.

It seemed that the Jindan Lama's reaction was a little funny, so he heard Marquis Nanlong say with a smile: "Great Lama, we are from other places, which god do you worship?"

Lama's mind became clearer and he looked at the clothes of these people.

It seems different from the local people, and it is also different from the Mulan monk next door.

"Are you from Tiannan?"

Lama then reacted and said.

"Hmph, I've probably stayed in the mountains for a long time and been worshiped by the mountain people for too long. My brain has become rigid and sluggish..."

Marquis Nanlong snorted lightly, and a golden light flashed in his hand.

No one stopped him.

Suddenly, the lama kept screaming, and drops of blood appeared all over his body. When the blood drops fell on the stone slabs on the ground, they actually made a crisp sound like pearls.

"what!"

Han Li curiously picked up a blood bead, rubbed it in his hands and said, "Golden elixir of body refining?"

"good……"

Bai Yu also said curiously.

"This lama is actually at the pinnacle of Jindan body refining!"

Sun Crown Horse glanced at the Golden Lama, and saw that he gritted his teeth and endured the pain under the torture of Marquis Nanlong, and said: "He who is a master of golden elixir body refining has suffered a lot of physical torture, yours A little pain is nothing, but his weakness is his soul..."

When Marquis Nanlong saw that he didn't get a single golden elixir, he suddenly became confused.

After being reminded by the Sun Crown Horse, he aimed his eyes at the Lama's eyes.

A purple gaze shot out, causing Lama's face to freeze...

After a long time, the lama's expression softened and his eyes were dull as he said: "Master."

"Okay, I've taken his soul, and everyone can ask!"

After saying this, Marquis Nanlong rubbed his brows with a tired look on his face.

Dan Xiangzi stepped forward and asked, "Is there a deep pool or lake here?"

"According to this, there is a Netherworld Holy Pool one thousand two hundred miles away!"

"it is good!"

Dan Xiangzi was overjoyed when he heard this.

Several other Nascent Souls also showed joy on their faces.

Only Han Li sniffed his nose, then turned to look at the temple.

The others also followed his movements and probed with their spiritual consciousness...

I saw a massacre taking place in the temple.

Hidden in a stone chamber deep underground, hundreds of skinny slaves were being pushed into the bloody high platform by fat-headed and big-eared stick monks.

On the high platform, each bloody stone platform was presided over by a lama in black robes, dismembering the slaves who were pushed up one by one.

The stone platform is bloody and terrifying, and the master is slaughtering human beings.

Human beings no longer seemed noble, and were driven onto the high platform like ordinary livestock, and sliced ​​into pieces, making the monks horrified and angry.

The bloody ritual seemed to have a strange and unspeakable magic power from the beginning.

Even if the slave is dismembered while walking, he can still walk through the thorny and bloody road alive and firm.

Finally, one walked to the dead end of the road and turned into pieces of flesh and blood organs, as well as a pale skin with no blood stains. The last white bones clicked and trembled and jumped into the abyss.

There was a crackling sound, echoing in the dark abyss!
"This……"

Many monks were shocked when they saw this scene.

Han Li was extremely angry and turned to look at the great lama.

Han Li had seen a lot of killing scenes, but this was the first time he had seen people being slaughtered like animals, accurately cut into pieces, and classified and regulated.

Qingque's eyes turned red and he said, "This devil's cave!"

Many monks were also a little frightened, and then turned to look at the Snow Mountain!
Marquis Nanlong's face darkened, and blood suddenly spurted from the lama's mouth and nose. He seemed to have some consciousness and realized: "Seniors, the sacrifices in the temple are inherited, and they are not done by a villain alone!"

"Moreover, these human sacrifices are also voluntary..."

"They come to sacrifice flesh and blood to the eight-armed Mahakala, and they will return to the embrace of Mahakala!"

Everyone thought it was a primitive, ignorant and bloody religion.

Unexpectedly, there seemed to be some involvement behind the scenes, so he dragged the big lama all the way through the temple.

All the monks seen in the temple were killed, and all the way to the bloody stone chamber.

The templegoers who were sacrificing animals also panicked.

He pointed at the visitor and screamed.

Everyone ignored them and raised their hands to kill these people.

From the place indicated by the great lama, an eight-armed black statue was dug out. The eight arms held strange seals, half of the face showed the image of ferocious killing, and the other half showed the image of compassion.

"There is something wrong with this statue..."

Mrs. You said, holding the statue in her hands.

"If you watch too much, you will fall into an illusion!"

Many Yuanying monks tried it out and felt that it was just as Mrs. You said.

Only one person stood up and said, "It's a bit like a magic weapon!"

"Yes, this kind of thing that disturbs people's minds is really a bit like the magic weapon I saw..."

Everyone chattered and discussed.

Marquis Nanlong tortured the lama for the last time, and the dying lama looked back and said: "This statue was dug out of the mountain by the ancestor, and the natal Vajra Dharma was also learned from it...cough cough cough!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the great lama also fell dead.

Everyone discussed it and ransacked the temple.

Many weird and spooky things were also found in the temple, such as hair rugs made from the long hair of thousands of women, strange flutes made from special leg bones, or made from pale skin. Weird bloody scroll.

"Damn, why is this place so similar to the original demonic path?"

Old Man Mu was also somewhat unlucky to be carrying a bunch of human bones.

"I have only seen this situation in sect books. It is said that after Tianluo Demon Ancestor rectified the hundred sects of the demonic way and strangled the sects that followed the original demonic way, Tianluo's demonic way could not find such a bloody sect. Already..."

Everyone also judged from this statement that Old Man Mu turned out to be from Tianluo Demonic Path.

"Okay, let's take a look..."

It turned out that Marquis Nanlong was holding several stone slabs in his hands.

The stone tablet records the body-refining methods practiced by this group of monks, which seem to come from the country on the other side of the Mulan Grassland.

The first person to discover this place must have been a wandering monk. As a result, the monk was corrupted by the demonic power of the statue, so he built a temple here and spread his own Taoism.

"Hmm, golden butter?"

Sun Crown Horse saw a familiar recipe.

It was Li Su who got an opportunity many years ago!
After recalling the situation, the dead body cultivator called himself the 'Snow Mountain Dharma King' and came from the Snow Mountain in Mulan.

Later, the monk's tomb was excavated by the monks from Spirit Beast Mountain.

He was intercepted midway by Li Su and got the opportunity to refine the body elixir!

Dan Xiangzi looked at the slate once, and then let out a cold laugh: "Hehehe, it seems that you and I have found a good position. The fools around us only got some scraps, so they learned the skills of the 'Human Dan Pavilion' flexibly." The ancient demonic cultivator’s style…”

The Moon Charming Rabbit looked at the 'infant mother's energy' on the stone slab and knew how many lives had been killed in this temple.

Marquis Nanlong couldn't help but frown, a little disgusted by these bloody methods.

However, he probably guessed that what Taiyin and Dan Xiangzi were looking for should be the ruins of an ancient demon sect, and it might also be the kind of sect that was directly inherited from the ancient demon clan!

The monks who entered this temple probably guessed the danger of this trip.

It is obviously impossible to be safe entering the ruins of such a sect!
Most demonic monks have narrow-minded and twisted minds. How could they be willing to leave their inheritance behind?
There must be a lot of traps and dangers!

But because of this danger, this ruins should not be damaged, and there are more things that can be obtained.

What's more, the Marquis of Nanlong also seemed to admire the magnificence of the ancient demonic way back then!

After repairing for a while, everyone had different thoughts.

Taiyin doesn't have much control at all.

Since leaving Langtian City, this group of people has had their own agenda. Three teams merged on the road, which made the situation even more complicated.

Instead of slowly integrating the team, win over the hearts and minds of the team.

Why not think more about the next danger?
Burning the temple behind him, he headed all the way to the deep pool.

After climbing over a hillside, a cool breeze blew by, and a deep lake came into view!

"Netherworld Lake!"