Chapter Forty-Eight—The Search for Spirits in the South
Time flies by like water.
In the villa on the top of Mingyue Mountain, a room is covered with white mist, and if you look closely, you can see a figure sitting cross-legged in this white mist.
Suddenly, a pair of eyes opened, and a gaze, sharp as a sword, instantly pierced through the surrounding white mist, and in an instant, the speed of the white mist, which was already visible to the naked eye, began to be absorbed into the body of that figure.
"It's just one step away!"
Mu Yang slowly walked out of the room naked, his body looked slender, but he could clearly see the outline of each muscle.
Really dressed to look thin, undressed with meat!
It's been a week since the Chang family was wiped out.
In the past week, Mu Yang has never gone anywhere, and has been cultivating on the top of this Mingyue Mountain, devouring the qi of the spirit stone, and wanting to cultivate a little bit of refinement.
As a result, it was a little unsatisfactory.
The aura of the Mingyue Mountain Villa seems to be much richer than other places, but it still can't be compared with the fairy world. Even with the help of a few spirit stones, he only cultivated the spirit sea and blood sea in his body to the size of three zhang, and as for breaking four zhang into the fusion realm, this difficult step has never been taken.
However, this week's cultivation was not without half a gain.
Unconsciously, there was an extra jade pendant on his waist.
A sword-shaped jade pendant with a size of only three inches, the whole body is pitch black, the heart of the sword has a touch of white, and even the lines on the jade pendant are clearly visible.
Even the famous carving masters of the entire Sujiang River and even the entire south of the country are amazed in the face of this three-inch sword-shaped jade pendant.
On top of a three-inch jade pendant, nearly 10,000 stripes are depicted, how difficult it is, only they experts know!
This jade pendant is Muyang's biggest harvest this week.
In the previous life, the Martial Emperor of the Immortal Realm, one person and one sword, pressed the entire Immortal Realm to the point that he couldn't raise his head. In terms of kendo cultivation, even the Sword God Emperor did not dare to be called the first, after all, he could not block his one and two swords in front of Emperor Wu Muyang.
In this world, this world cultivates chaos, and this sword should be the beginning.
......
A drizzle of rain fell from the sky.
On the highway out of town, an off-road vehicle roared like a beast and sped like an arrow.
"Li Chunfeng, do you know the consequences of deceiving me?"
A cold glint flashed in Mu Yang's eyes, and he looked at the feng shui master beside him who had once surpassed the entire Su River.
Li Chunfeng sneered, "How dare Li Mou expire as Master Mu." ”
The coldness in Mu Yang's eyes disappeared, and he smiled faintly: "If that's the case, it's to help you enter the realm of the Daoist, so what's the matter?"
After he defeated Li Chunfeng in one palm before, he casually mentioned that if Li Chunfeng could find the spiritual vein for him, he could help him enter the realm of the Daoist.
However, at that time, he didn't have much hope for Li Chunfeng, and he never thought that this Li Chunfeng had really found a spiritual vein?
In this barren earth with poor spiritual energy, the spiritual vein can be described as looking for a needle in a haystack, and when Li Chunfeng was able to get a piece equivalent to a medium-grade spiritual stone before, Mu Yang guessed that this Li Chunfeng might find a spiritual vein.
Li Chunfeng was happy, a Daoist realm, to block his progress has been for decades, if he can really step into this Daoist realm in one step, it is definitely a great opportunity for him.
In the territory of Huaxia, there are never more than 100 innate grandmasters, but there are only a handful of magic grandmasters in this realm.
People who can reach the realm of the Taoist, every one of them has a very high status in Huaxia, with Li Chunfeng in Sujiang, before entering the realm of the Taoist, he is looked up to by many martial artists, this realm is extraordinary!
"Master Mu, Li once worshiped a Taoist when he was young, and obtained a feng shui scroll, and he has some understanding of the distribution of spiritual veins in this world. Li Chunfeng's tears were slightly brave, and his essence flashed, "According to the records in the ancient scrolls, there are seven top-grade spiritual veins in Huaxia, as well as eleven middle-grade spiritual veins and twenty-four low-grade spiritual veins. ”
Mu Yang seemed to be a little interested, looked at Li Chunfeng on the side, and said slowly: "Then what?"
He was also a little surprised, the earth is now barren spiritual energy, and there are so many spiritual veins in China alone? This is a bit beyond his imagination.
"Where are the seven top spiritual veins?" Mu Yang asked.
Li Chunfeng's face stiffened suddenly, he didn't expect that as soon as Mu Yang opened his mouth, he would directly inquire about the whereabouts of this top-level spiritual vein. There is no need to think about it, this top-level spiritual vein is either in the hands of the powerful family in Huaxia, or in the hands of the strongest person who reigns in Huaxia.
These spiritual veins, even the grandmaster can only look up, and it is impossible to take them for himself.
Even a great grandmaster of the Grandmaster Realm may not have the qualifications to occupy a top-level spiritual vein.
"Master Mu, the ancient scroll is just a fragment, and there are only a few words about the description of the top-level spiritual vein, and Li doesn't know too much. Li Chunfeng said with a wry smile.
Mu Yang was not surprised by this, as if he had expected it.
"One of the spiritual veins that Master Mu searched for before was one of the twenty-four lower-grade spiritual veins. The ancient scroll was in tatters, but it could still be distinguished from several medium-grade spiritual veins and more than a dozen low-grade spiritual veins on it. But most of these spiritual veins have been occupied by some powerful families, and even I don't have the ability to explore them. ”
"This time, what I took Master Mu to was the Yin Evil Spiritual Vein, one of the several medium-grade spiritual veins recorded in the ancient scrolls!"
Evil veins?
Mu Yang watched the drizzle fall outside the car and fell into deep thought.
In the fairy world, this kind of spiritual vein is not even qualified to enter the product, and a small sect has no less than a hundred and thousands of such spiritual veins, and even some sects can replace the spiritual veins with large arrays.
I don't know if this mid-grade spiritual vein can enter the grade in the fairy world?
If he can get into the product, then he will not be disappointed by what he has done this time.
Li Chunfeng couldn't help but be secretly frightened when he saw Mu Yang's look like autumn water. After all, in a huge China, nearly 9.7 million kilometers, but there are only 11 spiritual veins, anyone who hears about it, I am afraid it will not be as good as the master in front of him.
At this time, Mu Yang suddenly spoke: "Tell me about this yin and evil spirit vein." ”
Tell me about it?
Li Chunfeng was stunned, he should have said it obvious before, but soon, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Master Mu, please forgive your sins!"
This Li Chunfeng, who has a very high status in Sujiang, is humble like a child in front of Mu Yang at the moment.
Mu Yang quietly looked at the middle-aged figure who was over half a hundred years old, and didn't care.
"Say it. ”
Mu Yang lightly spit out two words.
Li Chunfeng no longer dared to deceive at all, "It is rumored that there are ghosts and ghosts in this yin evil spirit vein, and my master Li Zhaodao once wanted to obtain this spirit vein, but in the end he was seriously injured and returned, and then he drove the crane west in only half a month." ”
"At that time, my master was already the grandmaster of the Daoist realm, and before he feathered, he personally instructed me that those who did not enter the Dao should never step into this spiritual vein for half a step. ”
Li Chunfeng had cold sweat all over his forehead, and he didn't dare to look directly at Mu Yang when he lowered his head.
"Ghostly?"
Mu Yang felt a little interesting, but he didn't care.
It's just that the words Yin Soul and Ghost Demon reminded him of a person, or a dead soul, the ghost emperor who had been in the fairy world, condensed himself with the power of the netherworld, and finally stepped into the realm of the Great Emperor, turning 100,000 miles of immortal land into a netherworld hell.
"Little girl, are you a human or a ghost?" A trace of nostalgia flashed in Mu Yang's eyes, he still remembered that when he first entered the fairy world, the enemy was current, and it was this red-clothed female ghost who cleared the way for him......
Li Chunfeng saw that Mu Yang didn't speak, like falling into an ice cellar, for fear that the next moment, Mu Yang would burst out and kill him with one palm.
Even the Daoist Realm Grandmaster died in this Yin Evil Spiritual Vein, and ordinary Grandmasters were afraid that they would have no way to return if they entered it.
He, Li Chunfeng, has known about this yin evil spirit vein for decades, but he has not paid half attention to this yin evil spirit vein, which is definitely not without reason.
It's not that he doesn't want to, but he doesn't dare!
......
The car, all the way south, a full day and a night of travel, finally stopped in front of an ancient city in the early morning.
Li Chunfeng took Muyang to stay in the best hotel in this ancient city, and on the upper floors of this hotel, you can clearly see the distant mountains that are covered by white fog and loom in the mountains.
"Master Mu!"
Li Chunfeng is still nervous, these days, it seems to be hovering on the edge of life and death.
This feeling that life and death are not in his own hands has a feeling that Li Chunfeng's life is worse than death.
"When to go?" Mu Yang glanced at Li Chunfeng lightly.
He didn't care about Li Chunfeng's little tricks, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, if he was offended, he would kill him.
Li Chunfeng hurriedly said: "Master Mu, wait for me to make a little preparation, and then you can go!"
Mu Yang nodded slightly, and suddenly, his expression moved, and his gaze fell on the group not far away.
About seven people were walking towards them without hurrying.
The leader of these people is a woman, and there is a young man beside her who has vain steps, but he is dragging the same as 2580,000. The young man continued to flatter the woman, and at a glance he knew that the woman's identity was extraordinary.
However, what caught Mu Yang's attention was a middle-aged man next to the woman, a middle-aged man with neat hair and a fleshy face, exuding a looming terrifying coercion, even if it was a companion, no one could approach except the woman.
Master!
Mu Yang felt the strength in the middle-aged man's body and was a little surprised.
In such a small ancient city, there is actually a grandmaster?
As if affected by Mu Yang's gaze, the middle-aged man turned his head suddenly, causing the young man behind him to tremble.
The middle-aged man's gaze did not stay on Mu Yang's body, swept over Mu Yang, and finally fell directly on Li Chunfeng beside Mu Yang.
"Uncle Xiao, what's wrong?"
The woman stopped and looked at the middle-aged man beside her with some confusion.
The middle-aged man's gaze was only slightly paused, and he looked back.
"Nothing serious. Xiao Yan said in a deep voice.
The woman's brows furrowed slightly, and she glanced at the two Muyang in the distance, and her eyes flashed with surprise.
"That old man, it should be a feng shui master, right?" The woman's eyesight is excellent, and she can tell Li Chunfeng's identity at a glance.
"That's right!" Xiao Yan nodded.
"Su Jiang's feng shui family, it seems that there is only Li Chunfeng, is it possible, that old man is Li Chunfeng?"
"Probably!"
"Will that have a slight impact on our actions this time?" The woman's brows furrowed a little more, Su Jiang Li Chunfeng, a feng shui master of the half-step realm, can kill the grandmaster with a one-handed feng shui killing technique, and his strength is already comparable to that of an ordinary grandmaster, if he is an enemy, he is afraid that he will cause some unnecessary trouble.
Xiao Yan was unmoved by the name Li Chunfeng, as if Li Chunfeng was just a waste that could be solved in three or two clicks in his eyes.
An indifferent voice sounded, "If it affects Miss's actions, then it will be killed!"
The voice was very low, but Mu Yang in the distance still heard it.
The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a wicked smile, and then he walked out slowly.