At ten o'clock in the evening, Subei finally locked his destination, there was a large canyon between the lone peak cliffs, and the huge python that the guide said a few years ago was below, if it was really as he said, the giant python was hiding in a natural cave.

In the environment where the spirit grass grows, there will definitely be abnormal natural conditions. Maybe this high-grade fairy grass is in the cave, the animals in the world are the same, the bigger the size, the less exercise, in the past in the Myanmar triangle forest area, the summer heat is suffocating, the mountain people there are looking for the python hole, because the snake is not body temperature, just lie on the python to escape the heat, the python will not take the initiative to attack people.

Subei thinks that this may be a kind of ecological cycle in a state of "symbiosis", where the fairy grass and the giant python in the cave provide each other with their favorite nutrients.

This cliff is not as dangerous as Ouyang Dao Humane Temple, Su Bei did not dare to easily climb over the canyon, he didn't want to meet the python that the guide said, after eating something, put on a pair of non-slip gloves, and climbed the cliff with his bare hands.

Subei climbed over a steep slope and was about to climb up, when he suddenly heard the voice of someone talking.

"The master is right, it's just nearby. ”

Su Bei was stunned for a moment, this voice was too familiar, it was the mysterious guest he met in the Lingyin Town Hotel, and now it has become two, it seems that the old man is their master.

"Snow fungus Ganoderma lucidum, I really don't know what it looks like, and there are no relevant annotations on the spirit sketch book. Another man said.

"Senior brother, do you think that someone is secretly watching us?"

"Probably not......

The two of them said, quickening their pace. It is easy for them to walk on the ridge of the steep peak, and Subei is hanging on the side of the cliff, hearing their conversation, his heart was almost frightened, and he hurriedly held his breath, his current exit is difficult to ride a tiger, if he goes up directly, it will inevitably clash with them head-on, but just hanging on the cliff, once they are discovered, there is no chance to fight back.

Xue'er Lingzhi, Subei heard this secret, fortunately their master did not come, the strength of the early stage of Subei can hide his breath in front of the two Xuan-level masters, and his divine sense can cover the range of activities of these two people.

Su Bei followed the two of them along the cliff, and more than ten meters above his head, there were two ancient martial arts masters, which were also mysterious enough. After all, the level of ancient martial arts in northern Jiangsu has improved too quickly, and after entering the early stage of the ground level, Zhenyuan has not yet been able to use it, and these two middle-aged people are masters in the late stage of the Xuan Rank, and even if they fight, Northern Jiangsu is only half sure.

After twelve o'clock in the evening, the moon rose into the sky and the fog in the mountains lifted.

The two people on the top of the cliff stopped, and Su Bei, who was hanging on the side wall of the cliff, also stopped tracking.

There was no need for any communication, as an ancient martial arts cultivator, he already knew what was going to happen.

"Such a strong aura, Xue'er Lingzhi really lives up to its reputation!" the short middle-aged man sighed.

"Yes, if it weren't for the innate natural miasma here, which hindered the escape of spiritual energy, this place would have been discovered by other ancient martial arts sects a long time ago. Xue'er Lingzhi is in the cave!"

"Senior brother, shall we go in?"

"Wait, hehe, I said how I feel very uncomfortable all the time, come out, this fellow Daoist!" the tall middle-aged man swiped, pulled out an ancient sword, and suddenly turned around.

Su Bei, who was on the side wall of the cliff, held his breath, moved a little distance, and crawled to the other side, revealing a pair of eyes looking at the situation on the platform.

Originally, Subei thought that the breath he was tracking had leaked, but in fact, on the other side of the ridge, there was already another powerful force approaching.

Obviously, that person is also a master, and he can follow the two disciples all the way here, but that master is obviously a greedy person, and after finally finding the legendary Xue'er Lingzhi, his heart is in turmoil, and he is ready to go to war directly.

Subei is still very lucky, these two groups of people pull out one side, which is enough for Subei to have a headache, he is happy to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, dog eats dog, it is best to pinch both sides.

The hidden master finally appeared, dressed in classical costume, with long hair, and looking about fifty years old, but Su Bei guessed that he was definitely more than this age, maybe he was an old immortal goblin, and when the ancient martial arts cultivated to a certain level, there could be signs of rejuvenation, and longevity and longevity were exactly what these old guys pursued all their lives.

"Senior brother, it seems that we have met a big man today, isn't this the Zhao Di senior of the Zhao family's Lingwu Sect?" the tall and thin man said with a gloomy smile.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that there were still juniors who knew the old man, I was really flattered. ”

"How dare you, how dare you. Senior Zhao, let's open the skylight and say something bright, the snow fungus Ganoderma lucidum was discovered by my master first, you are highly respected, you shouldn't turn your face with his old man because of a fairy grass, right?"

The middle-aged man who was called Zhao Di smiled and said: "The immortal herb is the essence of heaven and earth, how can it belong? Your master Yuan Chunyang is just a child in front of me, not to mention you two little guys. ”

Su Bei, who was behind the stone, secretly mocked in his heart, this is really old and immortal, the old guy in the hotel is old enough, and this Zhao Di is older.

Zhao Di, Lingwumen, the corners of Su Bei's mouth hooked up a sly smile, it seems that it is not that the enemies do not get together, no wonder they met the children of the Zhao family in Lingyin Town, it turned out that the Zhao family was also eyeing this fairy grass.

Among the three people facing each other on the open ground of the cliff, the two middle-aged disciples Su Bei still had some chance of winning, but Zhao Di's strength was far above the two of them, at least in the early stage of the ground level, and maybe even in the middle of the ground level.

Zhao Di sneered: "You two leave here obediently, I will treat it as if nothing happened, go back and tell Yuan Chunyang, and then I will compensate him for a few good spirit grasses, but I am determined to get Snow Ear Lingzhi." ”

"Senior Zhao, don't deceive people too much, if you fight alone, our senior brother may not be your opponent, but if the two join forces, you may not be able to get any good fruit to eat. The tall man flashed his ancient sword.

"Even if we can't beat you, at least you can't get out of the way, my master is also in Lingyin Mountain, see if you have the life to get out alive!"

Zhao Di looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "This is exactly the answer I want, how do the rats know the beauty of this snow ear lingzhi, do you think he Yuan Chunyang can help me after I get the snow ear lingzhi?"

"Less nonsense, look at the sword!" the tall man shook his sword and pounced.

Zhao Di snorted coldly, the treasure knife behind his back was unsheathed, and with a snort, the two sharp blades handed over, and a powerful aura shook the nearby gravel a few meters away.

The tall man snorted, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Zhao Di in surprise, "Middle Stage?"

Obviously, the two disciples of Yuan Chunyang have an understanding of the ancient martial arts sects and masters of Huaxia, and there are only a handful of people in this world who can enter the ground level, and their master is already in the early to middle stage of the earth level, according to the situation they have mastered, Zhao Di should be in the early stage of the ground level.

Zhao Di looked at the two of them evilly, behind the kind eyebrows, there was a pair of greedy eyes, he had been in retreat for fifteen years this time, relying on the huge resources of the Zhao family, he finally entered the middle of the ground level after fifteen years, otherwise he would not have come to Lingyin Mountain alone.

The ambitions and power of the five major families grew stronger and stronger with the Guwu Sect they backed by. Zhao Di's ambition represents the ambition of the Zhao family, this snow fungus Ganoderma lucidum is simply a good thing for the Zhao family to reach the peak, as long as it is used properly, from the middle stage of the ground level to the late stage of the ground level, or even entering the heavenly level, it is not a matter of a flick of a finger.

Once he enters the late stage of the ground, Zhao Di is almost invincible in the world, and people block and kill people and kill Buddhas. Only the people of the Zhao family know that Zhao Di is Zhao Fengyun's grandfather, what is the concept? That is to say, Zhao Di is now more than one hundred and fifty years old.

The tall man was forced out more than ten meters away by a knife, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then looked at his ancient sword, and couldn't help but show a helpless wry smile, the sword was actually shocked by him with a slight crack.

If an ancient martial arts master has a weapon in his hand, it is simply like a divine help. And the cold weapons used by ancient martial arts cultivators are not just simple alloy products, they cannot be forged without cherished spirit stones. In terms of collecting resources, the Zhao family must have a unique advantage, and the Zhao family's Xuan group provides resource support for the Zhao family's ancient martial arts sect all the time in the handling work.

Zhao Di's murderous heart suddenly rose, on the one hand, he couldn't wait to get the snow ear lingzhi in his mouth, and on the other hand, he was also a little afraid that if Yuan Chunyang's old fox was killed, he would have to face the three of them.

Suddenly, the flat-bottomed sword light and sword shadow outside this huge cave, this battle was fought in the dark, and Su Bei, who was holding his breath, felt terrified.

Su Bei originally thought that he was in the early stage of the earth level, and if he clashed head-on with two late stage disciples, his head-on would be very large. However, a mid-level master like Zhao Di can't easily solve these two people, which shows that although their skills are poor, their foundation is quite solid.

However, Gu Wu's classification is more cruel than social reality, as long as the strength is one level higher than you, no matter what moves you use to conspire, it will only delay your defeat. The two late-stage disciples of the Xuan Rank gradually retreated, and each suffered different degrees of serious injuries, while Zhao Di only consumed two or three percent of Zhenyuan except for two skin injuries.

Su Bei was a little disappointed, he had been cheering for the two disciples, knowing that they were more and less auspicious today, but it was a good thing for him to be able to consume Zhao Di to the maximum.

Late at night until dawn, Su Bei secretly ate something, and suddenly felt that his creeping cliff vibrated slightly, and subconsciously looked at his feet.

"I'll go!"

Su Bei rushed up the cliff with an arrow step, he couldn't care about leaking himself, his attention was on this big duel, and he suddenly lowered his head and noticed that a black-scaled python spit out a blood-red long core, which had almost reached his feet.