Fairy, wait a minute

Chapter 443
Jiang Lian moved his Yi Jue and moved several meters in an instant, far surpassing the monk behind him.

"What just flashed past?" A casual cultivator scratched his head and glanced around. The slightest movement in this place was enough to arouse people's nerves.

"You're too nervous, it's just a gust of wind."

"I hope so. This place is as dead as a cemetery. I'm really afraid that there is something unclean..." the casual cultivator said with trembling lips. He wrapped his clothes tightly, took out a yellow talisman from his storage bag and held it in his hand. inside.

This area is boundless. There is no grass growing on the black soil, not even a bug can be seen. Life seems to have disappeared in this area, leaving only desolation.

Jiang Lian walked quickly all afternoon and found nothing unusual. The deathly aura still lingered in the air, but he could not find any source.It was now approaching evening, and everyone was a little worried. Seeing that they could not find the spiritual treasure during the day, some monks were afraid that night would come, and quickly retreated to the border.

Most of the remaining monks also sat around and discussed countermeasures.

They need to find more clues and rules to cope with the coming night.After all, the nights in secret realms are mostly weird, especially in areas with such a heavy air of death.

"How about we dig underneath? There is nothing above, maybe it's underground." Someone suggested in a low voice.

"Are you crazy? What if you dig up something that you shouldn't dig up? It's so dead down there, who knows if there will be ancient corpses!" As soon as these words were spoken, someone immediately refuted them.

"Then what do you think we should do? Are we just wasting our time here and waiting to die?! It's not dangerous for monks to fight for opportunities. If we dig them out during the day, I guess if we all get together, we can still have room for backhand. If we are really confused, we can do nothing. Wait, I don’t even know how he died by night!” An ancient disciple stood up and shouted.

There was a slander in my heart. I really don't know what these casual cultivators have to shrink from. They are like a coward when they encounter anything. They are either worried about this or that.

"I agree with this little brother's point of view. Who among you is in charge of the earth spirit root? Let's find a place to dig down, and the others will protect him. If we dig out treasures, we will count them as earth spirit roots. If we find some evil beasts and evil spirits, , we all fight together." A male cultivator stood up, and Jiang Lian recognized him as Yang Wenlie, the head disciple of Tianyan Sect.

She and Yang Wenlie had never known each other before, and they were very playful with each other. She said this now because she wanted people from Tulinggen to come forward and encourage everyone to explore the ground.

Some people hesitated, but finally a few stood up. Not many people could resist the temptation of the exotic treasure. Moreover, Yang Wenlie assured them that if there was danger, everyone would fight together.

This is basically pie in the sky.

Several Tulinggen monks gritted their teeth and started digging, "Dig, there are so many of us, what are you afraid of? Besides, it's not even night yet!"

The monks mobilized their spiritual power and began to dig. Logically speaking, the spiritual roots of earth are in harmony with the soil, so it would be easy to dig a tunnel. However, in this black soil, they could barely dig out a layer of it before they could dig it.

"What's going on?!" A person was shocked. Even if he used all his spiritual power, he couldn't go down an inch.

The black soil looks fertile and soft, but now several monks are unable to dig deep and can only stay on the surface.

A brave monk picked up the black soil with his fingers and smelled it, "No problem, this is normal black soil."

(End of this chapter)