Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Ruins of the Yuan Infant

On the edge of the cliff, after Yang Lanxi left, Du Rong was not in a hurry to leave. He checked all his belongings, and now the most important thing was the elixir he had on his body.

If this thing is gone, with the concentration of the smell of withered grass here, his weak spiritual power will soon be consumed, and at that time, not to mention the Black Thorn Shield, he will not even be able to open the storage bag.

This time, Du Rong was making all the preparations, and even the stove in his room was brought over, and now he knew that there was so much dead grass that he couldn't take away.

There will also be a lot of free time here, so simply turn them all into pills in order to maximize the benefits as much as possible.

Thinking that he had brought all the stoves, he laughed at himself, and he didn't know where the uneasiness of thinking about saving money came from, but since he had come, it would be very uncomfortable if he was idle, so it was better to rely on alchemy to pass the time.

But the current matter, taking advantage of the fact that there is no one around, to investigate in this valley, he always feels that the origin of this withered grass is inseparable from the mark on his forehead and himself.

Immediately called up the game panel that could be suspended in front of him, there was so much dead grass here, that is, the place where the blood grass in the game was made, and I wanted to see if there would be any changes.

[Character Name: Chu Lan]

[Class: Elemental Mage (All Systems)]

[Rank: Trainee Mage 9th Floor]

[Combat Skill: 99+ (Click to view all)]

Life Skill: Potions (Top)】

[Backpack: Character Particularity does not support development]

[Equipment: Godfall]

[Map: Load 0.000000000001%]

[World Channel: Not Turned On]

Except for the adjustments to the tiers shown above, everything else is exactly the same as before, that is, the options for combat skills and maps can be clicked in to view some information.

Clicking on the map is a little different, the small red dot that originally had only one Wulin Town now has some map shapes, and the locations of the White Yang Sect and the Dry Grass Valley are also displayed on it.

It seems that this map will gradually change with your own exploration, but this loading rate seems to be broken, and the place where you run is not small, and even the number after the decimal point has not changed.

In his previous life, as a peak player in the game, he had never run any maps and dungeons.

In the original game, there was no such thing as the first-class place name of Wulin Town and Withered Grass Valley.

Then he laughed to himself, how can this thing be used in this completely different world, most of it is estimated that it is the remnants of the ability of the Godfall Staff in the previous world, and brought it to this world as well.

But it's good to have it, as far as the map column is concerned, it's also convenient to have its existence, as long as the places you run through are recorded and drawn, at least you don't have to worry about getting lost.

I fumbled my hand around my body again to make sure that everything was not pulled down.

Du Rong walked to the edge of the cliff, looked down at the shape of the rock wall, then took a few steps back, took a running leap along the edge of the cliff, and jumped out far away.

Although they can rely on the help of wind magic, they are still far from being able to truly fly.

With the help of not being able to find suitable magic props in this world, he had to at least reach the next level of cultivation before he could use the Wind Resisting Technique to achieve the effect of half-hanging flight.

So he jumped out along the rock wall, and he always landed on the rock wall further down every dozen feet, relying on the unloading force of the wind barrier to make himself safe but quickly descending.

Even if it can't compare to the effect of flying, it is still much more convenient than a Qi Refining Cultivator of the same level right now.

At such a rapidly descending speed, the height of these hundreds of zhang is nothing more than twenty or thirty jumps that cost Durong.

Soon, with a loud muffled thud from the soles of his feet, his legs touched the solid ground again.

The strong smell of the withered grass on the ground in front of him made Du Rong's spirit flow smoothly and at the same time, it was also sharply consuming his remaining spiritual power cultivation, which completely dissipated after Kankan opened the storage bag and took out his exclusive custom-made tower-shaped Dan furnace.

Du Rong, who took out the Dan furnace, did not start alchemy in a hurry, but first squatted down, picked up the reddish-brown soil on the ground, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, and felt it well.

Du Rong originally thought that the growth of this withered grass must be due to the fact that the soil here contained more magical elements, so this plant that originally belonged to the magical world could only grow in this place.

But after feeling it many times, he even put a little soil on his tongue and licked it, only to feel that there was no more difference between this soil and the soil outside the valley except for the difference in color.

This made Du Rong feel surprised, the result and his expectations were completely two directions, knowing such a result, Du Rong felt a little unwilling, originally rushed over to find some clues from here, but became confused again.

He simply threw his stove here and surveyed the valley to see if the rest of the place would be any different from this one.

So, for the next day, he wandered through the valley, taking some soil from the ground and studying it in each place, but the results were highly consistent, and the soil in the whole valley was no different from the outside.

Since this was the conclusion, Du Rong had no choice but to give up the idea of continuing to study, he depressedly found a raised rock, plucked a dead grass on the ground, washed it with water magic, and ate it.

Originally, in order to prepare for coming here, he also practiced some Bigu Dan, but now that the amount of this withered grass is so large, it is a shame not to waste it, so he uses it as dry food.

Under such extravagant nourishment, his magic cultivation has also grown steadily, and now he has reached the peak of the ninth level of the apprentice mage, and it is only a matter of two days today and tomorrow that he is from breaking through to the tenth stage.

Du Rong chewed in his mouth while looking at the building in front of him with interest.

Although the doorway has a design similar to the shape of a roof and arch, the whole body is made of local materials and delineated with rock and soil, which is more like it was carved out by some kind of divine weapon.

And the person who excavated it didn't seem to have any requirements for the appearance, and after a few strokes sketched a rough outline, he hurried away.

Behind this simple building is a bulging mountain bag, the mountain bag occupies an area and height is not small, fully occupying half of the valley, this is obviously the cave site of Yuan Nu and the Yuanying monk he said.

Now the capital is located outside the door of this ruin, and a stone tablet standing at the door is written with the word "broken dust".

Different from the simple buildings in front of the cave that were built at random, these two inscriptions look like they have worked hard, and the font is vigorous and powerful, like a dragon walking a snake.

There seems to be some kind of Dao meaning in the font, and judging from Du Rong's cultivation that is only one level of Qi refining, his divine sense is faintly a little depressed.

It seems that there was indeed a Yuanying monk who was active here in the first place, and I don't know if this is the name of the monk who left this ruin, or the name given to this cave in order to devote himself to the Tao and cut off the mortal world.

Du Rong didn't have the leisure to delve into these, he was more curious about what was hidden in this cave mansion, the legacy of the Yuanying monks, even if only a very small part of it was obtained, it was enough for many low-level monks to soar into the sky.

However, a visible white barrier outside the door closes the doorway, making it impossible to see what is inside the door.

They were all a little speechless about this, no matter how cautious they were, the earliest phantom array, the huge silver shield, and the white barrier in front of them were already three levels.

A primordial monk would not be so cautious as to beware of others coveting his treasure.

However, Du Rong had some schadenfreude in her heart, and now that she had been in the valley for so long, she had not seen Yang Lanxi, and it seemed that she had gone deep into the cave, and this barrier seemed to be of no use to her at all.

At the moment, he was still a little curious about the cave in front of him, and he was still ready to test it.

Picking up a piece of gravel from the ground, he ran back for a long distance, straining towards the open door and using the blessing of wind magic, the stone shot like a cannonball towards the doorway.

The stone quickly crossed the stone monument in the doorway, smashing against the barrier and scattering debris, which did not show the slightest ripple.

Du Rong had expected such a result, if there was no prohibition at the door, even if he was allowed to enter, he would have to think carefully, who knows what kind of mechanism was implied inside.

Even so, Du Rong wanted to try his own magic cultivation, if it was laid on the Shangyuan Infant Monk, would the prohibition after many years of destruction have a little effect.

Anyway, the withered grass here was dense, and his Godfall Mark also had the effect of speeding up the recovery of magic, so he simply used the mana of his whole body for the first time and bombarded the target in front of him.

Red, orange, green, cyan, blue, and purple rays of light swirled around Du Rong's body, and this time he was far more powerful than any of his previous magic spells, and he was the strongest magic skill he could use at the moment.

Blazing waves of fire, heavy rock blasts, dense wind blade slices......

Wave after wave of magic skills were at the mercy of Du Rong, and he unleashed them at the gate of the cave to his heart's content.

The six elements alternated in turns, and although there were many types, and the volume was as much as six times that of a monk of the same level, under the full force of Du Rong, he squandered all the magic power of his whole body in less than half a cup of tea.

He picked up a dead grass on the ground and gnawed it, replenishing his lost mana.

At this time, Du Rong was satisfied, his magic had always been a secret in his heart, and he didn't dare to show it easily, and this time he indulged in this empty valley that the monks from the outside world couldn't see, and it really expressed a lot of pressure in his heart.

He chewed the herbs in his mouth comfortably, looking at the location of the gate that was not damaged at all, the passage inside the door of the black hole, that is, the ground with some more gravel and ice slag after casting the spell.

He said silently in his heart: "Well, it is worthy of the cave mansion left by the Yuanying Cultivator, the bombardment of my equivalent to six ninth-order Qi refining cultivators has no effect on it at all, there is no trace of fire or impact on the side of the door and structure, and this door is still dark...... Hmm, it's pitch black?"

Looking at the doorway that had become deeper, and the sudden extra passage, Du Rong suddenly reacted, stopped his mouth movements that were still chewing, and stood in place.

An incredibly sluggish look appeared on his face, and he couldn't suppress the shock in his heart, and blurted out, "What...... What the hell, that barrier at the door?

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