Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Treasure Is Born

It's dark!

The night began to fall, and the mountain of demons that rose like stones became more and more eerie.

The monks took out the night pearl moonstone one after another, and it was bright and bright.

Whether there are treasures or not is only a day to wait for this night, and tomorrow when night falls, they will be teleported. The treasure was born at this time, everyone was waiting, and no one wanted to sleep and rest.

If you want to say that you can still sleep at this time, there is about Zhang Yanchen and Tian Tian in his arms.

Zhang Yanchen leaned on Cangwu's shoulder, his eyes were closed, his arms shrunk into a circle every day, and a man and a beast seemed to be sleeping sweetly.

Gu Yue sat aside, occasionally looking at Zhang Yanchen's face reflecting the firelight, and smiled slightly, feeling very relieved.

Fan Jiahao whispered a few words to Fan Dezhao from time to time, his voice was very small, as if he was afraid of shocking someone.

Carrying the firewood in the fire with the wooden stick in his hand, Gu Yue added two more to it, approached Fan Jiahao and Fan Dezhao in a low voice and said, "I don't know if Ember Chen will return to the master after this time?" ”

"How not, definitely will." Fan Dezhao immediately smiled and said, "How can there be a disciple who doesn't return to the master's sect?" ”

Fan Jiahao also nodded, agreeing with Fan Dezhao's words.

Gu Yue felt that this was not the case, and she couldn't say why, she just felt that Zhang Yanchen really wouldn't have returned to the teacher's door, otherwise she would have been injured and disappeared at the beginning, and she didn't return to the teacher's door even though she was injured.

It's very quiet under the demon mountain, maybe because of nervousness, there are very few people chatting and talking, and even if you speak, try to keep your voice very low and low.

Time passed, and the night sky was dark, and there was not a single starlight in sight, like a dark black cloth that enveloped the whole world.

Suddenly, the Devil Mountain made a rumbling sound, and the violent shaking was like a volcanic eruption to the end of the world.

Everyone woke up in an instant, and their eyes widened in surprise and looked up at the top of the Evil Ghost Mountain.

A rainbow of light lived up to expectations, rising from the Demon Mountain and heading straight into the sky, illuminating the entire pitch-black sky.

Someone couldn't help but exclaim: "Is the treasure about to be born?" ”

"The treasure was born?"

"It must be a great baby, it's a baby......"

The exclamations came one after another, and the possibility that the treasure was about to be born made everyone present so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

Zhang Yanchen rubbed his eyes and looked up at the sky, and asked Cangwu, "What is it?" ”

"It's an elixir."

In terms of genius earth treasures, medicinal herb-type heaven and earth treasures are the most precious, and they are the same for monks of any level.

The shock of the Evil Ghost Mountain has not stopped, and it is so vigorous that people can't stand still.

Most of the monks rose to the top of the mountain and waited for the treasure to be born.

Zhang Yanchen and Cangwu stood side by side, Gu Yue and Fan Jiahao Fan Dezhao beside them looked at Zhang Yanchen who was indifferent and had no interest, and then looked at the rainbow light on the top of the mountain, and finally began to fly up like other impulsive monks.

Their cultivation is the eighth layer of Qi cultivation for the top of the sky, and Zhang Yanchen still only has the cultivation of the fifth layer of Qi training, as for Cangwu, he is not a Yin Yang Valley monk, so he is not included in them.

Generally, it takes some time for a treasure to be born, and it may only take a few hours from the omen to see the treasure come out, and the slow one will take a few days, or even months.

Everyone waited nervously, praying that the treasure would be born soon, otherwise they would all be teleported out of the Red Mist Secret Realm after fifteen days.

After a long wait, the sky began to gradually reveal the whiteness of the fish's belly, and everyone's hearts began to rise to their throats.

Finally, a small green grass slowly rose from the colorful rainbow light, dripping and spinning, and the emerald green color was even lovely in the eyes.

The three leaves swayed and swayed, and they were as if they were alive.

When everyone saw this little grass, their whole bodies trembled with excitement, but no one dared to act rashly until the colored rainbow light faded and then disappeared. When the green grass was dripping in the air, someone finally rushed forward first.

Someone made the beginning, and more people followed.

However, even if it is better, the medicinal herbs and spirit grasses of the previous year are accompanied by demon beasts, how can there be no such genius earth treasure level.

Therefore, when the first monk who rushed to the spirit grass first was ecstatic and wanted to take it, a black afterimage suddenly flew up from the top of the mountain, and with a snap, the monk flew out, and a blood mist sprayed into his mouth.

Frightened, everyone stopped abruptly and looked at the top of the mountain in horror, trying to find out what it was.

Zhang Yanchen looked at the slippery green grass, and suddenly a flash flashed in his mind, and he exclaimed: "Ya Yu Extract, there is not only the effect of periwinkle grass to maintain the appearance of immortality, but also the best spirit grass of Yuxia Falcon to improve the effect of cultivation, it is the best spirit grass!" ”

The best spirit grass!

Among the spiritual herbs, there are also grades, and those below a hundred years belong to ordinary herbs, and the effect is average, and the monks basically don't look down on them. After that, there are more than 100 years of low-grade spirit grass, 500-year-old medium-grade spirit grass, and 1,000-year-old high-grade spirit grass.

And according to legend, there is another kind of spiritual herb that has grown for more than 1,000 years, and that is the best spiritual herb.

Looking at the dripping Yayu Cui in the air, the leaves that dance up and down like small hands, I am afraid that they have grown spiritual wisdom, but their spiritual intelligence is very low.

At this moment, there were only a few monks left at the foot of the mountain, so no one heard Zhang Yanchen's exclamation, but Gu Yue and the three were stunned when they heard this. They don't know what Ya Yu Cui is, but the best spirit grass, but anyone who has a little knowledge knows it.

Gu Yue's three eyes suddenly burned at that Ya Yucui, the best spirit grass, they really want it!

Zhang Yanchen also wants it very much, Yayu Extract, it has the effect of rejuvenating the face, and it can also improve her cultivation, if she refines the medicinal effect of Yayu Extract and absorbs it, she will definitely be able to improve her cultivation quickly, and there is no bottleneck under the Yuan Baby.

Such a treasure is a monk who has turned into a god and has to fight for it.

Zhang Yanchen can recognize Yayu Cui, and naturally some people recognize this treasure.

No one thought about the man who had been killed by a single move, and everyone looked at the huge head sticking out of the cave at the top of the mountain, with two antlers on its head, a bloody mouth, and a fierce gaze.

The dragon glared fiercely, roared at everyone who dared to snatch its treasure, and attacked the protrusion.

"Ah, it's Jiaolong."

"It's not good, Yudan Demon Beast, run!"

"No, Yatamum, my Yakamasui ......"

"Snatching the ......"

"Let's ...... away"

What a demon beast in the Dan period, let alone a dragon. Suddenly, a large number of corpse fragments fell from the sky, and the blood mist turned into countless balls.

Zhang Yanchen was dumbfounded, and said in astonishment: "This ...... There's no way to get it, no one can get it! ”

Hearing this, Gu Yue and the three of them nodded in agreement: "Yes! ”

In the face of demon beasts above the knot stage, these cultivators whose cultivation is the highest is not more than the late stage of foundation building, and they are only sent to death if they rob it.

Fan Jiahao shook his head and said regretfully: "Let's go." ”