Murong Zhen and Dongmen Duantian searched the valley under the Tail Finger Peak and Ring Finger Peak in succession, but they did not find any clues about the Netherworld Dungeon. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The two of them had no idea that even if they searched all the remaining valleys, they would not be able to find the entrance to the Nether Dungeon.

Perhaps except for the Yuan Shen Zhenren on the Netherworld Island, I'm afraid that even those disciples who have entered the Dao Realm and the Ascension Realm don't know the true location of the Netherworld Dungeon.

Judging by the name, the Nether Dungeon must be underground, but where is its entrance?

"Senior sister, if we continue to look like this, it is impossible to find the entrance, so let's go directly and ask Shen Ziming Zhenren. ”

Dongmen Broken Sky dragged his tired body, leaning on the warm stones, and crossed two valleys in a row, and he felt very tired.

Murong Zhen shook his head and said, "Shen Zhenren won't tell us." ”

"Why?"

"Because they only let Fang Lin enter the Netherworld Dungeon alone, and they didn't even tell us before Fang Lin entered!"

"What does this mean?" asked Dongmen Broken Sky with his hands spread out and disagreed.

"It only means that they don't want us to know about the entrance to the Nether Dungeon, there must be some secret hidden in it!"

Murong Zhen also felt that her reasons were not very clear, but she could only explain to Dongmen Xuantian hard.

Dongmen Duantian smiled bitterly and shook his head, as if he was helpless to explain to Murong Zhen, and he could only express his opinion with such an expression.

The sound of trembling running water came from the mountain spring beside the two of them, mixed with a strong breath of nature.

The leafy trees sway slightly in the mountain breeze, and from time to time fallen leaves fall from above.

Is the departure of the leaves the pursuit of the wind or the unretentionability of the tree? Murong Zhen and Dongmen Duantian have their own hearts, who cares about such details?

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light flashed from the corner of the eye of the East Gate Broken Sky, like a cloud-piercing arrow slashing through the dark clouds, as fast as lightning.

"What's that?"

Murong Zhen looked at the eyes of the East Gate Broken Heaven, and it was just under the dark gray stone opposite, as if something was hidden.

"Let's go, go over and have a look!" the east gate broke the sky and groaned slightly, and walked over.

This dark gray boulder, about five meters long, is gourd-shaped, round and symmetrical, as if it was naturally formed.

"It's an elixir!" Dongmen Duantian bent down and picked up the bead that emitted golden light.

"How can this be an elixir, it's even harder than an ordinary spiritual weapon!"

Murong Zhen took this bead from the hand of Dongmen Broken Heaven and found that the texture of this bead was quite good, and the quality was not even inferior to a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

"I can be sure that this is definitely a spirit pill, a spirit pill that is even higher than the level of the Guiyuan Pill!"

Luo Tong, the master of Dongmen Broken Heaven, is the alchemy master of the Cangming School, and he has heard Luo Tong talk about the method of distinguishing pills many times.

Seeing Murong Zhen's questioning eyes, Dongmen Duantian explained: "Look, this elixir has a golden appearance and overflowing with danxiang, it must be the best elixir!"

"If you don't believe me, you can smell it and see if it's as fragrant as I said?"

Murong Zhen carefully put it on his nose and sniffed it, and sure enough, he smelled a strong scent, as if his sea of consciousness had undergone a big change in an instant, and he was almost about to break through to the Dao realm.

"What a powerful elixir!"

Murong Zhen was shocked, he didn't expect the effect of this elixir to be so powerful, just smelling the spiritual power in his body seemed to be about to tumble.

"How is it?" Dongmen Xuantian also saw the change in Murong Zhen's face.

"It is indeed a high-quality elixir!"

Murong Zhen said as he handed this elixir to Dongmen Broken Heaven, after all, this elixir was discovered by Dongmen Broken Heaven, so it naturally belonged to him.

Dongmen Dutian happily put the elixir into his storage ring, and continued to walk forward with Murong Zhen.

No one noticed that right next to this elixir, there were more than a dozen elixirs lying around.

Maybe they thought that a spirit pill like this one of the best quality should have been left behind by accident, and it was impossible to have a second one, so they didn't search the surrounding environment again.

When the figures of the two of them gradually disappeared, the space where the gourd-shaped boulder was located actually shook slightly, as if a crack had been torn apart.

One elixir after another flew up from the side of the boulder and burrowed into the spatial rift, and the golden light flew by, and then returned to its original state.

On the seventh floor of the Netherworld Dungeon, Fang Lin was listening to the Sword Demon Horse Hengdao talk about his cultivation skills.

"Spiritual weapons have spirits, and the masters of the Yuan Shen Realm naturally complement each other and are extremely powerful, but cultivators below the Yuan Shen Realm can also cultivate a tacit understanding with their own magic weapons. ”

"For example, my Snow Drinking Crazy Knife, a six-grade spiritual weapon, was given to me by my master when I was just promoted to the Dao realm. ”

"According to the sacrificial refining method taught by the master, when I reached the Triple Heaven of the Initiation Realm, I felt as if this sword had a mental connection with me. ”

Ma Hengdao gently stroked this spiritual weapon that had accompanied him for thousands of years, and there was a soft gaze in his eyes.

This is his magic weapon, and it is also his comrade-in-arms! Walk with a knife, fight with a knife, and achieve the name of the sword demon.

He was silent in his own memories, and Fang Lin was also deeply touched, just silently listening to Ma Hengdao narrating his past.

"Fang Lin, if you can leave Netherworld Island, I want to take you to my sect to see, you should become a disciple of our sect!"

Ma Hengdao suddenly changed his words and said the thoughts that he had been holding back in his heart for several days. After a few days of communication, Ma Hengdao found that Fang Lin was a very good young man, with a clear mind, quick thinking, first-class talent, and full potential to become a young supreme.

"Hehe, Senior Ma, I am a person with a sect, and I am also the young sect master of the Cangming faction, how can I vote for another faction?"

Ma Hengdao's heart of cherishing talents, Fang Lin could naturally feel it, but he couldn't leave the Cangming Sect to apprentice to another teacher, at least not until he got the Cangming order.

"You can't say it too absolutely, when you see my sect, you will naturally change your opinion!" Ma Hengdao said confidently.

"Senior Ma, what sect are you from?"

"I won't tell you, but you'll know when I take you there. ”

Fang Lin was immediately stunned, it was really strange to want him to join their sect, but he didn't tell him the name of the sect.

"Don't be surprised, our sect has a rule that you must not tell the name and origin of the sect before you enter the sect. ”

Ma Hengdao slowly raised the Snow Drinking Crazy Knife, and gradually exuded a fierce knife intent from his body, as if he could pass through the void and break through the sky.

"But in order to satisfy your curiosity, I can let you see the supreme skills of our sect first!"