The cave is actually myself

Chapter 67: Exploring the secret realm and building foundations are revealed!
After the three-person team walked away, the silver-threaded mantis jumped on the two corpses.

Following Lu Yuan's instructions, the two saw-toothed forelimbs picked up two storage bags and rushed towards the cave.

The python eel flew leisurely above the snow condensation fruit, looking coldly at the corpse of the monk on the ground.

Two big-headed monster fish jumped down from the wings of the python gar, and the two short legs evolved from fish fins hopped, opening their big mouths full of sharp teeth, and rushed over fiercely.

When they rushed to the corpse, there was no movement for a long time. The strange fish's momentum gradually weakened, and it shook its head without knowing what it was thinking.

Looking at the relatively fresh corpse in front of him, he suddenly came back to his senses, a stinky black liquid was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he bit the corpse's arm fiercely.

with a snap.

A thick vine casually slapped two strange fish aside.

The blood-devouring vine rolled up the two corpses, and the sharp barbs pierced into different parts of the corpses one by one.

The body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The two souls floated deep into the woods and burrowed into the back of the ghost-faced spider.

The big-headed fish refused to accept being photographed aside and hid behind the wings of the python gar and roared softly.

The python gar stopped lazily in mid-air, and the big-headed fish stopped completely when it saw that the thigh he was hugging showed no reaction.

After the blood-devouring vine had finished feasting, it held the two corpses and returned to the gray patterned wings of the python eel. Its sharp teeth gnawed deep marks on the bones.

In the cave, monks entered the core area of ​​the cave one after another, and white light groups appeared in the corners of the cave.

Lu Yuan could roughly distinguish the size of the light group by its size and color.

The rewards brought by the three foundation-building cultivators were good due to their cultivation base and the treasures on their bodies.

Among the other qi-training monks, Ma Mingyuan had a breakthrough in cultivation. Although it was the third time he entered the cave, the rewards were not as good as the previous two times, but they were still quite outstanding.

What caught Lu Yuan's attention the most was that the person with the highest reward was actually the little boy who taught the "Paper-tying Technique". Both the quantity and quality of the light groups were significantly higher than the others.

"In front of blessings, cultivation and treasures pale in comparison..."

Both parents are dead and the fate is deep. This is probably the template for the protagonist.

Lu Yuan was happy that after Ma Mingyuan, another sustainable development goal appeared in Dongfu.

Therefore, his mind was fixed on the little boy who was practicing the "Paper-tying Technique", and the thick white mist quietly guided the boy named Xiaojie to the elixir.

It’s hard to find good varieties of leeks, but you have to cultivate them well so that you can get a lot of harvest.

One after another, first-grade spiritual herbs and elixirs appeared in front of the little boy.

This made him feel confused.

His parents had taught him before that elixirs were hard to come by. To obtain a first-grade elixir, monks sometimes had to pay a heavy price, or even sacrifice their lives.

But it seems too easy to get these elixirs by yourself?

With doubts, the little boy picked it calmly. After all, one elixir plant represented at least hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones, which was a windfall for him as an intermediate Qi practitioner.

While picking the elixir, he also met other monks.

Some monks saw that he was just a child with an intermediate level of Qi cultivation, and they had evil intentions and wanted to kill people and seize the treasure.

But the little boy's fighting power was beyond Lu Yuan's expectation.

He took out several paper figures from a backpack at the back.

Under the control of his mind, the paper man instantly grew in size, becoming extremely red and green, or mixed with black and white, and a cold air surged wildly, which could almost freeze the blood and spiritual energy.

His paper figure was made of unknown materials. It looked thin, but it was extremely hard and sharp.

When the monk accidentally touched it, cracks appeared on his body, and then the blood stains became prominent, and the blood curtain poured down like a waterfall.

"Tsk, tsk, look at me."

While Lu Yuan watched the little boy controlling the paper man, chopping melons and vegetables, killing all the monks who attacked him, he also taught the little masked paper man next to him a lesson.

"It's also a paper man, but other people's ones are so hard and unbreakable? What about you? They're soft and can easily pierce through the body."

He used other people's paper numbers to count his own.

The little paper man's head was slightly bent, as if he was listening honestly, but his bulging belly and the black leaves blowing up and falling showed that his mood was not as peaceful as it appeared.

"But you're also good at something. You're much prettier than those gaudy paper figures. I'll let you know about your appearance."

Lu Yuan gave a candy to a stick, and his spiritual thoughts comforted the aggrieved little paper man.

In the cave, the foundation-building monks disguised as mid-level Qi practitioners moved forward smoothly.

Along the way, he encountered a Qi-training monk who happened to encounter him. Seeing that his cultivation was low, he attacked him.

In the end, they all walked away more peacefully.

He was worried that the noise would be too loud and attract the attention of some unknown beings in the cave, so he tried to solve it quickly and flexibly.

Little did he know that Lu Yuan had been paying attention to his movements.

Although several Huanyin Pupil clones were destroyed by him alone, fortunately, the spiritual thoughts were mysterious and unpredictable, and difficult to detect, and would gather around him from time to time.

In the core area, many monks gathered in all directions of the Sword Bone Land. However, due to the thick fog, few other people were found.

This also includes the foundation-building monk who hides his cultivation.

With a thought in Lu Yuan's mind, the white mist covering the sword gourd dissipated instantly, revealing the crisscrossing green vines inside.

On the vines, five green and simple gourds are scattered scatteredly. Wisps of invisible sword energy seep out from the gourds, which is eye-catching.

"The third-rank sword raising gourd!"

"I didn't expect it to be here!"

"There are actually five of them, and they have already entered the mature stage!"

The monks screamed one after another.

Except for a few monks who got the piece of paper by chance, most of the other monks knew that there was a third-grade sword-raising gourd and a mysterious paper man in this secret area.

Unexpectedly, the rare sword-raising gourd was so unprepared, and Chi Guoguo was placed in front of everyone.

The monks present suddenly became hot in their hearts, but they were wary and suspicious of each other and did not want to be the first to show off.

After all, there are so many monks and there are only five sword-raising gourds, so they cannot be divided equally.

Moreover, maybe he is so lucky that he can occupy these five sword-raising gourds alone?
The first one who wants to occupy the sword-raising gourd will definitely be attacked by others. Everyone wants to save a hand and wait for others to fight to the death, so that they can benefit from it.

Although the foundation-building cultivator was a level higher than most of the people present, there was no movement at all.

After all, there are many high-level qi-training monks, and there are two similar foundation-building monks, so the final shot will be more certain.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly the gourd vines swayed, and a sword-raising gourd rolled to his feet.

It was like a gunpowder keg was lit at this moment, and countless magic talismans subconsciously attacked the foundation-building monks.

"Fuck!"

He couldn't help but curse angrily, green light emerged from his body, and a green wooden cage completely enveloped him, blocking all attacks.

I can no longer hide my foundation building skills! !

(End of this chapter)