Walking through the broad-leaved forest that covers the sky, you suddenly see a hundred-foot high cliff in front of you, in the upper part of the cliff, it is tightly blocked by dense fog, and the stone wall under the dense fog, if it is illuminated by the sun due west, as if there is a golden light, this is the light fog cliff. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info From the bottom of the Guangwu Cliff, there is a steep sheep intestine path, which can lead to the top of the cliff.

For cultivators, the threat to the cliff is not the steep mountain path, but the group of vultures living on the cliff.

This group of vultures are almost all second-order demon beasts, they feed on the corpses of cultivators or other demon beasts, and if the monks accidentally fall off the cliff, they will pick up the corpses back to the nest and compete to peck at them. Rather than going out to find the corpses of demon beasts, they preferred the taste of flesh and blood of cultivators. So some vultures stay on the cliffs all year round, interfering with their climbing.

The lower half of the cliff was relatively safe, after all, the second-order spirit beast already had a slight spiritual intelligence, and knew that in a place that was too low, the cultivator would not be able to fall to his death.

Of course, these difficulties are all for Qi cultivators, and if they are monks in the foundation building period, they can fly directly with their swords. Zou Xiaoyong wants to fly with his sword, and it's still okay to take two children with him.

On the flying sword, Zou Zhengling and Zou Zhengan hugged Zou Xiaoyong tightly one by one, Zou Xiaoyong wanted to open the spiritual shield to protect the two children, and on the other hand, he had to control the flying sword to avoid the attack of the vulture, and the flying sword was also bumpy all the way, and finally arrived at the fog area on the top of the cliff.

When I arrived in the fog area, I met a few people picking hidden fog grass one after another, all of whom were carefully searching. The Hidden Mist Grass is not so easy to pick, the Hidden Mist Grass is a pale green color close to white, and it is not easy to find in this thick fog, and these perennial entrenched fog have a certain effect of divine sense blocking, and it is even more difficult to find a draft.

Zou Zhengling was looking for the hidden mist grass, and pretended to walk inadvertently in one direction, which was where a huge Yingxian pine took root, which was on the edge of the cliff. Walking to the side of Yingxian Song and finding the familiar position, Zou Zhengling closed his eyes and jumped down. Although she came here this time, ten years earlier than in her previous life, this place was no different from ten years later.

"Uncle, save me!" Zou Zhengling deliberately let out a hasty scream!

Hearing Zou Zhengling's shout, Zou Xiaoyong and Zou Zhengan found that Zou Zhengling was gone. Blame the damn fog!

The two hurried to the place where Zou Zhengling made a sound. There was a slippery footprint on the edge of the cliff, and next to the footprint was a hidden mist grass! At this moment, there was the sound of falling gravel on the cliff.

The two of them took it for granted that Zou Zhengling came here to pick hidden fog grass and accidentally fell off the cliff. Zou Xiaoyong hurriedly picked up his nephew, and rushed down the cliff with his sword!

And Zou Zhengling used a light body technique, and he had fallen peacefully onto a stone platform on the cliff! That's right, under the big pine tree was not an abyss, but a narrow platform, and the platform was only a dozen feet from the top of the cliff. Directly above the platform is completely obscured by a huge rock, making it difficult to spot.

There are many vulture burrows on the left and right sides of the platform, and the inner part of the platform has a gap that can accommodate two people. Zou Zhengling knew that under this gap was a huge natural stone pit, and this stone pit was a place for vultures to throw "garbage". The so-called garbage is the skeletons, clothes, and other items of the monks whose vultures cannot eat their stomachs!

Zou Zhengling's first chance in his previous life was obtained here, and it was also the storage bag of these monks. Can a monk's storage bag also be considered a chance? Of course not, but there are thousands of storage bags? Not to mention the contents of the storage bag, but the most ordinary storage bag can also be sold for hundreds of spirit stones, and many Qi cultivation period cultivators can't afford to buy a storage bag at all. Do the math, and you'll know what a fortune this is!

At that time, the beast tide ended, and the southern realm returned to a rare calm, but the Zou family had been driven out of Tianyang City by several families in Tianyang City. At that time, she was just a poor and crazy eighth-level Qi cultivator. Relying on these deceased things obtained here, she was able to accumulate and improve step by step, and finally succeeded in building a foundation.

Why don't vultures throw this "garbage" off the cliff because vultures just like the smell of rot, and they need this kind of rotten qi for their cultivation, so their nests are built around this platform. Because of the habit of vultures, they have their own rotten poison, and in addition to the value of bird beaks, this rotten poison is refined into poison powder, which is also useful.

Even if she had smelled such a smell once, Zou Zhengling was choked enough, she quickly sealed her sense of smell, took out a detoxification pill and put it in her mouth, and instantly felt a lot better. She tore a piece of cloth from her robe, tied it to the stone beneath the gap, and jumped into the pit.

The pit was pitch black, and the cold air was bubbling up, which made Zou Zhengling shiver.

"Shhh...... Hiss ......"

"Hey, there seems to be something? I'll go, there's really something!" The moment Zou Zhengling took out the luminous stone, the thing that was originally latent instantly emitted its coercion. Even though Zou Zhengling's soul was already in the Jindan stage, her divine sense was in the late stage of foundation building, and she still felt oppressed!

Seeing this "thing" clearly, Zou Zhengling couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat! This turned out to be a fourth-order giant python, this big guy's body was entrenched on those white bones, occupying half of this originally huge cave, every snow-white scale was like a weapon shining with cold light, and in the turquoise eyes that were like huge lanterns, Zou Zhengling's figure was reflected so weak and vulnerable. This fourth-order snake demon is much more powerful than the wolf king!

Zou Zhengling can hide in the space, but what if the third uncle and brother come?

It was because she was too trusted, relying on her own experience of rebirth and relying on her own space, that she lost her vigilance! Because of the smooth sailing since her rebirth, she was a little flustered, and in fact she was still a weak monk who practiced qi at the sixth level! It was the result of her mistakes, so she should not leave the danger to others.

Zou Zhengling's indignation against himself now has become this one word.

Bai Mang didn't take this weak human monk seriously, and in his opinion, it could easily get rid of this little monk! Its scarlet snake hyacinth spit out, ready to roll Zou Zhengling into its stomach at once! Hey, he actually dodged!

Zou Zhengling watched in horror as the hard rock on the ground where the snake letter fell exploded with a bang, and the giant python just spit out the snake letter with such great power!

At that moment just now, Zou Zhengling really felt the threat of death!

However, how could Zou Zhengling, who once blew up the golden pill, be a person who was afraid of death? How could she be a person who easily retreated? When she is strong, she will become stronger, and she has not yet reached a desperate situation! As soon as her stubbornness was committed, she suddenly burst out with a powerful momentum.