In three years, of course, Mo Chuan didn't do anything other than raising his son.

He first practiced the skills on the shell of the Blood Flame Venerable several times, to the point where he could use it proficiently, although it was not yet to the point where the Blood Flame Venerable himself was supernatural in the original book, but the strength was there after all, and with the big killing weapon of the birch, there was nothing to worry about at all.

The news of the Blood Flame Venerable killing three Venerables in a row at the last Demon Dao Conference was spread very far in both the righteous path and the demonic path, and three hundred years later, it still did not fall silent.

Most of the righteous path monks were afraid that this sudden appearance of demon cultivation was strong and vicious, and they were afraid that it would be difficult to deal with. The attitude of the demon cultivators towards this new Venerable was mostly fearful, they had witnessed the domineering and strange nature of the Blood Lotus at the Demon Dao Conference, and the Mahayana monks' defenses were very little to its work, and none of the top three Venerables of the Demon Dao at that time could survive from his hands. The demon cultivators were immersed in the scene, and the feeling was naturally deeper.

The murderer is famous, and it is estimated that as long as Mo Chuan shows up on the face of the Blood Flame Venerable, he doesn't even need to use his hands, and he can directly play a role in clearing the scene.

Then, he recalled it carefully, and burned all the content he remembered on the treasure map in the original book on a jade slip, including the characteristics of each cave house, what traps to pay attention to, and the types and uses of the treasures in it, all listed in as much detail as possible.

Although the memory of the Mahayana monk can be said to be unforgettable, in line with the principle of carefully sailing the ship of ten thousand years, he still feels that it is safer to write them all down, after all, he is not the original cargo, what if an accident happens one day?

After picking and picking on the otaku's self-made lite treasure map for a while, Mo Chuan chose a cave that was not difficult to clear but the things inside were very useful, which was very suitable for practicing for the first time or something.

And the thing inside is very important to the protagonist, so it's still necessary to get it into your own hands as soon as possible.

It was the cave of a god-transforming monk in the ancient wilderness, and that "very useful thing" was actually ...... A piece of cloth.

Well, that's right, it's just a piece of cloth, a cloth that is particularly noble and domineering.

First of all, this kind of cloth comes with an extremely powerful defensive formation, although it was only a magic weapon for the cultivators of the Avatar in the Ancient Wilderness, but when converted to the present, the overall level has regressed by an unknown number of cultivation realms, and it is estimated that even the monks of the Mahayana period will be difficult to blast a hole in it. Then, more importantly, this cloth can also absorb the attacks that fall on it and return it to the other party in an instant, so to speak...... Unless the monk who has ascended tears the boundary membrane and goes down against you, he will not have to worry about personal safety when he walks sideways in the entire cultivation realm.

This kind of cloth has not been recorded in the ancient books that have been handed down to the present.,The kind of silkworm that can spit out the silk as a raw material for weaving has long been extinct.,The ancient monks didn't have the habit of marking the name on each magic vessel.,So this kind of cloth actually doesn't have a name.,Later, after the protagonist got this cloth.,,I gave it a very pretending name.,Hmm...... It's better to use the title in the original book for the time being, purple heavy Tianluo yarn.

The resources of the ancient famine period were much richer than now, and ascension was not a big deal at that time, just like now, there has not been a single monk who has successfully ascended for nearly three thousand years, and the two realms of righteousness and demons add up to only twenty Mahayana periods, and they are all in the early and middle stages, and there is no hope of ascension within a thousand years.

An immortal-level treasure like Purple Chongtian Rose can properly rank in the top three in the current cultivation realm, but although it is also precious when it returns to the ancient wilderness period, it is not ranked among the best, far from reaching the point where the monks flock to it, otherwise how could it fall into the hands of a monk in the Transformation Period?

The number of cultivators in the Ancient Desolation God Stage is almost equivalent to the number of Jindan Stage monks in the current cultivation realm, not to mention that they are not as good as dogs, and they are also all over the ground.

That piece of purple heavy Tianluo yarn is not big, only enough for two people, and the protagonist in the original book also got this treasure in the later stage, and practiced two sets of magic robes for himself and the cinnabar mole. It was precisely with the support of these two sets of anti-heaven magic robes that the Blood Flame Venerable would be pushed by the protagonist with the strength that could easily crush the Mahayana monks of the same realm.

Mo Chuan didn't want to follow the old path of the Blood Flame Venerable at all, in order to eliminate the possibility of a qiē hanging up in advance, that purple heavy heavenly Luo yarn, he wanted to get his hands on it.

Anyway, everyone is open, who makes the labor and management hanger bigger than you?

Having learned the lesson of Xiaobai's accident three years ago, Mo Chuan was fully prepared for going out this time.

He himself has nothing to worry about, it's just that Xiaobai's cultivation is really not enough, so he has to make more plans.

So, he pulled out a number of magic weapons and talismans of various attributes and grades from the storage ring of the Blood Flame Venerable, among which most of them were magic weapons and treasures, and there were even a few mysteries for just in case.

Mo Chuan put all these huge magic weapons into a new storage ring, and let Xiao Bai take it with him after dripping blood to recognize the master.

In this way, if there is any danger, it is good to smash the magic weapon and self-detonate, even if it is not used in the case of the Xuan-level magic weapon, the power generated by the smashing of a bunch of self-detonating treasures on the head and cover the face is enough for even a Mahayana monk to drink a pot.

If you don't kill it, you can delay a lot of time, and it is enough to escape.

After greeting the little brother and coldly rejecting their desire to follow, Mo Chuan stepped into the pit protagonist...... Oh no, it's a treasure hunt.

The cave of the god-transforming monk is not far from the abyss of unemployment, and with the footsteps of a Mahayana monk, it can be reached in a moment, and if the void is torn, it can be done within a few breaths.

However, in addition to treasure hunting, Mo Chuan still wanted to take this trip as a trip to pass the time, and there was no need to be in a hurry, so he simply planned to hurry slowly like those low-level monks.

The Unemployed Abyss is full of high-level spirit beasts, and it is one of the several famous and dangerous places in the cultivation realm, so few monks dare to come to this vicinity. It's one thing to be afraid of attracting the attack of high-level spirit beasts, but it's more to be afraid of violating the taboo of the Blood Flame Venerable, if this Venerable doesn't like it, they will be unlucky. After all, who wants to see someone wandering around in front of their own house?

In the cultivation realm, there is probably no one who can set up their home in the lair of a high-level spirit beast like the abyss of unemployment, except for the Blood Flame Venerable.

Out of the abyss of unemployment, within a radius of 800 miles, it is also inaccessible, and there is almost no shadow of a monk.

After stopping and stopping along the way, after passing a few small markets that were not lively, this afternoon, Mo Chuan took Xiaobai to a relatively lively city.

The three big characters of "Fengqi City" have been engraved in the middle of the city wall with the strength of ten thousand jun, and the gold paint is very eye-catching.

Outside the city, the monks began to form a long line from the left side of the city gate, moving slowly. On the right, from time to time, people come out and go into the distance.

At the gates of the city, there were dozens of foundational guards to maintain order, and two of them were responsible for collecting fees from the monks who entered the city.

Ten low-grade spirit stones for one person, and those with spirit beasts are counted separately.

Although the entrance fee of ten lower grade spirit stones does not sound like much, there are so many monks who come and go every day, and the accumulation of adult years is also a lot of money.

Most of the monks waiting to enter the city were below the Yuan period, and there were a few Jindan periods, but these people were now lining up in peace, and none of them caused trouble because of this boring waiting. Although these guards only have the cultivation of the foundation building stage, they are much weaker than most of the monks in the team.

There is no other reason, no matter whether the guards' cultivation is high or low, they all represent the face of Fengqi City, and if they are not happy here, it is equivalent to slapping the face of the entire city in the face.

Playing with these guards is undoubtedly a provocation to the forces behind Fengqi City, although Fengqi City is not a big city, but there are also a few Yuanying monks in it, and few people will be stupid enough to find something to do and die by themselves.

It's definitely not a pleasant experience to be targeted by the Infant Monks, so they'd better line up honestly.

With Feng Qicheng to rely on, although those guards were far inferior to the monks in front of them in terms of cultivation, they did not have the slightest grovel, a business-like attitude, and even talked to the monks very little.

After a monk from the Transformation Yuan Period paid the spirit stones, he was about to enter the city, when suddenly he caught a glimpse of a person holding a fox in his arms in the back of the procession, and walked directly towards the city gate.

The monk of the Huayuan Period, who just wanted to remind him that "it is a virtue for Taoist friends to line up, hey", after seeing the two guards behind that person, he decisively closed his mouth tightly that had not yet opened. There are guards with him, what else can he say?

What's more, he had just noticed that he couldn't see through the strength of that monk at all, and the coercion on his body was much more terrifying than that of the Jindan monk in his sect, and he had a fight with those Yuanying elders.

Didn't you see that the flattery on the faces of the two guards who followed him was about to overflow? Obviously, the young man's face was forced to laugh several folds, and his eyes were squeezed into a slit, and he was almost impossible to find.

Later, after the monks who were in a little commotion because of this scene figured out the situation, no one dared to stand up and say a word.

In the Xiuzhen realm, strength represents a qiē.

Monk Huayuan sighed secretly in his heart, and followed into the city.

There's no way, who made the family a high-level monk?

This small episode caused a small wave in the ranks, and was quickly left behind by everyone.

The sun is sinking in the west, which also means that the dark night is about to be uneasy, and they are now more worried about whether they can advance to the city after dark.