During the boring cultivation, Wen Yiming sensed that the Wind Blade Wolf had come to the door of his cave, and quietly looked at the Spirit Essence Bottle and Spirit Yuan Crystal Essence that had already fallen with dust on the ground, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

Wen Yiming opened his eyes, took out the spirit grass that the Wind Blade Wolf had bitten, and said with a smile: "I'll keep it all the time!" ”

A hint of human gratitude flashed in the Wind Blade Wolf's eyes, and he prostrated himself and snorted lowly.

Wen Yiming got up and tried to take a step closer, seeing that there was no hostility in his eyes, he waved his hand and sprinkled a holy light technique on his body, and the dark wounds and bruises disappeared a lot.

The Wind Blade Wolf's eyes lit up visibly, and then dimmed.

At this time, the book spirit floated back, and the Wind Blade Wolf did not notice him.

Shu Ling was stunned and looked at the crescent moon light shadow that flashed in the pupils of the wind blade wolf, slowly falling on Wen Yiming's shoulder, looked at the three dim silver manes on his head, his eyes flashed with surprise, he opened his mouth and finally left the cave without saying a word, making Wen Yiming confused.

Wen Yiming selectively took out some resources, put them on the ground, and continued to start the cultivation of the Void Darkness.

From the middle of the seventh layer of the Martial Sect to the Great Perfection, the spiritual essence was wasted to only a few dozen catties, Wen Yiming knew that if he continued to cultivate like this, even if his net worth was exhausted for ten years, it would not be enough.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the world, he has been cultivating frantically day and night for half a year, and he is close to a demon in this realm, but if he knew that he had consumed a total of 70 billion spirit crystals and countless pill spirit essence in this cave mansion, he would have scolded him.

Because the resources he consumed were enough for a second-rate sect to be promoted to a first-class sect.

During this period, the Wind Blade Wolf returned to his cave and never came again, Wen Yiming sensed that it was deep in the cave, and stored all the resources he had given him, hiding it very secretly.

Wen Yiming sighed secretly, the wind blade wolf's brain core was seriously injured, and he had no way to recover it, so he could only go with the flow.

And the Wind Blade Wolf may also understand that survival will always be difficult in the future, so he has stored all the available resources in case of emergency.

He took out the map that Luo Xiong had bought and Wen Ziyu's copper plate to see what the mystery was, and then left the place.

Putting the map and the copper piece together, neither the oracle identification nor the Dacheng concentration found any anomalies.

"Little Spirit!"

Wen Yiming didn't have time to ponder alone, if he didn't even know Shuling, it would be useless to ponder by himself.

"What's the matter, Boss?" Shu Ling was now on call, and without waiting for Wen Yiming to ask, he had already seen the map and copper sheets spread out on the ground, raised his head and sighed, "Is this this?" I don't know what the mystery is, but you can use the Shennong Ding to melt the copper sheet first, and then pour it on the map to know the specific information. ”

I see.

Wen Yiming suddenly did it afterwards and did it truthfully.

The copper sheet looked ordinary, but it took half a day to melt, and when it was poured on the map, the molten iron traveled along all the map paths, and the parchment in its path burst into flames, but it was not burned to ashes.

Wen Yiming stared at the two rows of words above the parchment, nine turns of the moon and the cold autumn water, this business should be angry.

He found that during the incineration, the words gradually dispersed, and the strokes were scattered in the map, and four of the words were finally preserved.

When everything was calm, the whole map was dark, the map line changed drastically, and the four words at the top of the misplaced shimmered.

"Nine Senses Hanling! Why does this route sound familiar? In the south, I must have seen it. ”

Wen Yiming frowned and said, not knowing what he meant, and looked at Shu Ling.

Shu Ling's small body squatted on the map, and said in a daze: "Boss, it's all up to him to advance to the seventh-order battle body, but alas, it's really difficult to choose!" ”

"What do you mean?"

After Wen Yiming was overjoyed, he thought about the bronze pith of Emperor Yan, wouldn't it be another dilemma, right?

Suddenly, he whispered, "I remembered!" ”

Looking at Shu Ling's surprised eyes, Wen Yiming smirked: "When I first knew Lao Wu, I was seriously injured by a sword-horned python and fell into the cave, which was the waterhole of the sword-horned python. ”

"Really?" Shu Ling said happily: "With your current cultivation, you can make it look for teeth all over the ground with a mouthful of spit, but it must not be simple below, after all, this is the place where the Nine Intentions God of War has been." ”

"The God of War?"

Wen Yiming was a little surprised, there was a god of war in the south, and it must be a hidden place for hundreds of thousands of years.

Shuling looked at Wen Yiming and said: "The Nine Intentions God of War is called Han Ling, he disappeared on the mainland three thousand years ago, he is also a Shura battle body, and he has comprehended the nine artistic conceptions, but he has not been able to successfully merge into one, and he is only one step away from the Shura God of War of the Dacheng battle body." ”

He also said: "It is said that he majored in hammer intent, this person is thin and small, but he is known as the first fierce man at that time, at his peak, one person fought alone with three guardian gods of war, this is not a Dacheng battle body, think about how strong it is"

Wen Yiming looked outside the entrance of the cave, and he was extremely fascinated, one person regretted the three super war gods, how domineering it was.

"Boss, I advise you to rush to the south as soon as possible." Shu Ling said solemnly: "That place is not far from the Great Rift Ruins, doesn't that old woman need to prepare for two years?" Then use the forbidden secret method to enter the ruins, you have to get it before her, I estimate that there will definitely be a disturbance in the place left by the Nine Intentions God of War, if she notices, don't even think about it. ”

Wen Yiming had a headache, and he was involved in the old pious woman, he was really afraid of provoking this old thing.

"Can't you wait until she's done?" Wen Yiming said depressedly.

Shu Ling sneered: "The map has been born, if you don't go, there will still be a vision at the entrance, and you know how long the old woman will stay in the ruins, that is a forbidden technique, it can't come out by saying it, she can wait, can you wait?" ”

", do some things to grab food, God wants Lao Tzu to perish must first go crazy!"

Wen Yiming put away the map fiercely, Shuling was right, he couldn't wait.

Only by advancing to the seventh order of the battle body can he have the confidence to find the Forgotten City, otherwise even if he cultivates to the fourth layer of the Martial King, he will not be able to break through the land of the extreme west, and he will not be able to break through the extreme west.

is full of provoking the existence that can kill him in seconds, Wen Yiming was also drunk, and asked angrily: "What do you mean by choosing a trade-off." ”

Shuling waved his hand and said: "It's hard to say now, you only know when you go, it's best to set off quickly, the old witch said that it was two years of preparation, who knows if it will be in advance." ”

Wen Yiming slapped his head twice, gritted his teeth and walked out of the cave, summoned the pony back to the beast ring, and drove it to the cave of the Wind Blade Wolf, sensing that it was sleeping in the depths of the cave.

He thought about it, he was afraid that he would not come back, and the Night Forest had made a friend, and he felt very sad to think that the Wind Blade Wolf had carefully treasured the items he had given him.

Leaning over and putting down a storage bag, there were tens of billions of spirit crystals and a lot of pills and potions that he didn't need, including some spirit grasses, which was estimated to be enough for the Wind Blade Wolf to survive for dozens or hundreds of years.

"Brother Wolf, don't leave it at that!"

Wen Yiming said in a low voice, and rode away on the wood spirit kite.

In the cave, the Wind Blade Wolf opened his eyes, walked to the entrance of the cave and looked at the cliff, and sighed deeply in a humane manner, and when he picked up the storage bag, his eyes were full of heavy emotions.