Chapter 150: The Dark Valley of Change
That is, in the past few days, there has been news of low-level casual cultivation or disappearance or being attacked to death by Xuan Beasts in the dense forests of the Dark Valley, it is not that tears have not happened before, but there has never been such a large number of disappearances and deaths, and then there is a dying Xuan General Scattered Cultivation who escaped back from the central area in the dense forest of the Dark Hidden Valley, and after saying that he saw a fourth-order Xuan Beast advance to the third order, he swallowed his last breath, and the wound on his chest that was pierced by an unknown Xuan Beast was strangely terrifying.
It's also strange that this Xuan General Sanxiu is too greedy, and when he saw the Xuan Beast breaking through the realm, he didn't take advantage of the other party's lack of care about the attacker and quickly escaped from the place of right and wrong in front of him, but instead had crooked thoughts about the third-order Xuan Beast who had advanced to the Rank Gong, thinking that the Xuan Beast who had just been promoted would be very weak and had an opportunity to take advantage of, but the Loose Cultivation would know that the Xuan Beast in front of him had worked hard to break through the realm. After nearly a hundred years of precipitation, when the dark valley jungle changed, these mysterious beasts were clearly felt at the first time, the previous dark valley jungle was like an incomparably heavy shackle deeply pressed on them, they could only accumulate and cultivate hard and could not break the realm, and there was no corresponding mysterious force in the dark valley jungle to support them to break the realm, so when they felt that the dark valley jungle began to be filled with a large amount of spiritual energy, it triggered these mysterious beasts that had been accumulated for many years to break through one after another.
More and more monks successively brought the news of the Mysterious Beast Breaking Rank from the central area of the Dark Valley Dense Forest, and even some monks said loudly that they had seen a third-order purple-winged Xuan Lion King break through the Rank with their own eyes and successfully leap into a high-level Mysterious Beast.
However, the monks who were a little more rational all scoffed at this monk who spoke proudly, because no matter how bad a second-order Xuan Beast is, it can completely compare the strength of the peak powerhouse of the Xuan Emperor, not to mention the Purple Wing Xuan Master King, a strange beast containing the ancient Xuan Vein that has only appeared in the classics and can completely compete with the Xuan Emperor's powerhouse, although the one who released the news was a Xuan General Peak Cultivator who had a lot of fame and strength among them, not to mention the Xuan General, I am afraid that even the Xuan Master, The Xuan King may not be able to survive when he encounters the Purple Wing Xuan Master King.
However, one thing can be very certain, that is, the Dark Valley Dense Forest is now becoming extremely dangerous, and the third- and fourth-order mysterious beasts have begun to emerge in large numbers one after another, when the mutilated body of the late elder of a large family in Falling Wind City is found by some monks at the edge of the central area of the Dark Valley Dense Forest, the vast majority of monks really realize that the Dark Valley has really changed, and it is completely different from before.
With the emergence of a large number of spiritual energy, it is not only those mysterious beasts that have changed, some spiritual herbs and mystical medicines are also growing at a rate visible to the naked eye, today may only be an eighth-order Xuancao, maybe tomorrow it will become a seventh-order again, and the place where Wu Chen once picked the fifth-order soul refining grass is now about to turn into a sea of soul refining grass flowers, and the canyon cliffs are full of small flowers that flicker with this dark red faint light.
Bo Jin is moving, although the casualties are getting bigger and bigger, but there are more and more monks who are pouring into the dense forest of the Dark Valley, after all, what the scattered cultivation lacks is not life but the massive resources that are lacking in cultivation, if you don't take advantage of the fact that there are not many monks who come to the Dark Valley and the dense forest now, try your best to dig up the elixir and hunt the mysterious beasts, when there are many people, there will be these humble and scattered cultivators.
The Heavenly Dao Mansion received the information about the changes in the dense forest of the Dark Valley because it needed to be reported layer by layer, so it was two days late, but after the mansion master He Qianjun personally checked the letter from the Demon Horn Mountain, he arranged for a monk in the middle of the Xuan King to go to explore the strange appearance of the dark valley forest, as for whether there were some selfish intentions, let the monks who went to find the only son He Liang who had been missing for several months, it is estimated that only He Qianjun and the monk in the middle of the Xuan King knew about it.
In the core area of the central area deep in the dense forest of the Dark Valley, the shallow water layer that was not up to the waist has become a bottomless hundred-zhang wide water area a few days after Wu Chen and He Liang left, and the entire canyon is buried under this water, and the water layer has stopped growing. With a loud bang, a black circular stone platform more than 100 meters long fell from the sky in the middle of this newly emerging water, because the central area became more and more dangerous, and few monks approached, especially in the most dangerous night, so the huge sound of the circular stone platform falling down was rarely heard by the monks.
The huge round blisters of "Gurgling" floated out of the water one after another, and the black round stone platform was constantly sinking, followed by a muffled sound of "bang", obviously the round platform had sunk to the bottom of the water, and a thin layer of thick black floated above the entire water, and then the upper layer of the entire water area was dyed black, if a monk could be lucky enough to come to this black water area in the core area of the deep jungle of the Dark Valley, he would be surprised to find that his divine sense could not penetrate the surface of the black water layer at all.
Not long after the dull sound sounded, a series of small bubbles appeared one after another under the water, and then a bare head, with a vertical fin from the center of the eyebrows to the back of the head, drilled out of the black water, and a small half of the body covered with fish scales appeared under the strange head, and under the bright moonlight, there was a cyan glow, and with a "bang", another same head came out, followed by "two, three, four....... nearly two hundred heads drilled out of the black water layer.
Wu Chen looked up after rushing for days, and finally saw a stone plaque with three big characters engraved on the city wall not far away, and couldn't help but speed up his pace slightly.
The Tiandao Square in front of the Tiandao Courtyard was crowded with people, and a long worm-like procession meandered back hundreds of miles with the four-cornered eaves pavilion in the middle of the square.
After entering Tiandao City, Wu Chen immediately changed into the robe of the Heavenly Dao Academy, and the wide robe was particularly comfortable to wear, of course, Wu Chen had the same face as an ordinary person, and everything he wore was almost the same, no matter how good the brocade robe and silk clothes were, he would not wear the spirit of a king.
Counting the days, it has been more than three months since I entered the Array Eye Hook Space from Devil Horn Mountain, and it has been about a year since Wu Chen's soul was reborn, and the enrollment of the Heavenly Dao Academy is about to start again. Standing on the edge of Tiandao Square in a wide courtyard robe, with his hands pinned behind his back, staring at Wu Chen, who came from the bustling monks in various cities under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Dao Mansion in Beizhou, he had a bit of the vicissitudes of life of later generations. Not to mention, it was the first time that Wu Chen had seen so many young and immature monks gather together, the last time Wu Chen arrived in the last quarter of an hour after the registration ended, and only saw a few people and an empty square.