The road is hard to find.

The more Fang Mu and Xia Yu walked inside, the narrower the road became, until the vehicle could no longer pass.

The only trail is full of weeds, and it can be seen that this is a road formed by more people.

As soon as the haunting was said, he naturally didn't believe it.

If there were really ghosts in this world, these monks would have been avenged by ghosts.

"No way."

Passing through a forest with a lake in front of you, there is no way to go unless you take a detour.

"See anything?"

Fang Mu looked at Xia Yan.

Xia Yan shook his head and said, "I haven't seen anything, but it seems that there is something strange in front of me...... I can't tell you what's weird. ”

"Advanced Isolation Formation."

A smile appeared on the corner of Fang Mu's mouth.

Interesting.

This kind of formation, compared to the isolation formation of the Fengshan Sect, has to be thrown off many times.

So isolated that even the monks can't see through the true face behind the formation!

"The evil door is haunted, that's what I mean."

Xia Yan figured it out at once.

If an ordinary person came to this lake, once they touched the barrier of the formation, they would inevitably faint and forget all the memories in the twelve hours.

"Let's go inside."

Fang Mu wanted to see what kind of place he could lay out such a high-level formation and there was no defender yet!

Immediately, two wisps of true qi wrapped themselves and walked in.

One line for two days!

Beyond this barrier line, the deep mountains and wild forests disappear, and in their place, there is prosperity!

A small city!

To be precise, it is a city without walls, dozens of ancient buildings, spacious streets, and a living paradise!

What made it most difficult for Fang Mu and Xia Yu to adapt for a while was people.

One second ago, it was deserted.

The moment you pass through this formation, you ...... everywhere They're all monks!

A sea of people!

None of these monks are below the middle stage of Qi refining, and there is even no shortage of strong people in the foundation building stage walking on the street.

Everyone's expressions were grim, wary of other people around them, and there were very few people who talked to each other.

Among them, there are some ruthless characters who are covered in blood and seem to have just experienced the battle.

"This ......"

Fang Muleng was stunned for a long time.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a sect, and it's not the Longtan Tiger's Den as he imagined.

It's more like a gathering place for monks!

A different view of the complete isolation from the mundane world, the air here ...... The smell of blood fills the air!

"Two, isn't it the first time you've come to the assembly area?"

At the corner of the street, a mild-mannered man stepped forward.

Fang Mu was vigilant and frowned: "Rally place? ”

"Not bad."

The man nodded and smiled, "This place is the gathering place in this area of the Long River, and it is the paradise of our monks!" ”

With doubts in his heart for the time being, Fang Mu asked, "Your Excellency is ......?"

"When we first met, my name was Luo Wenle."

The man smiled and said, "I see that you are not wearing disciple clothes, presumably it is a loose cultivator, I can guide you, most of the casual cultivators are not very familiar with the matters of the assembly place if they are coming for the first time." ”

Fang Mu was thoughtful.

After a while, he smiled slightly and said, "Then there is Lauro Daoyou." ”

"It's just a matter of raising your hands."

As he spoke, Luo Wenle led Fang Mu and the two of them to walk inside.

At a glance, there are a variety of storefronts.

Most of the plaques in each shop on the street are related to pills and casters, and there are many monks who come in and out.

"These are all shops run by the monks themselves."

Luo Wenle introduced: "Generally, they sell some necessary resources for monks, there are ready-made pills, and there are a few that sell medicinal materials, whether it is exercises or natural treasures, as long as there is money, there is nothing that cannot be bought!" ”

"Money?" Fang Mu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I'm afraid I don't know."

Luo Wenle said with a smile: "The money we use is not the money in the world, but the spirit stone. ”

Hearing this, Fang Mu nodded.

This is normal.

The common currency among monks is usually a spirit stone, and only a spirit stone can meet this.

Fang Mu was okay, when Xia Yu heard this, he almost drooled out!

Delicious!

Fortunately, she wore a mask, otherwise she might have attracted the attention of passers-by.

Seeing that Fang Mu's expression was so calm, Luo Wenle was stunned instead.

Isn't this guy surprised at all?

You must know that the newcomers who came here for the first time were very arrogant and arrogant, looking like rich people, but when they learned that the currency was a spirit stone, it was dumbfounded, even shocked and incredulous.

"There are also quite a few restaurants that can provide rest."

"Of course, you also need spirit stones, and they are not very expensive, just one spirit stone."

"It is recommended that Daoists try not to conflict with others, here, it is strictly forbidden for monks to fight among themselves, once discovered, those guys stationed here will not be spared."

As he spoke, the street had come to an end.

Luo Wenle stopped and looked ahead.

There, there's a door.

To be precise, it's just that this one is extremely weird, and the air flow keeps coming out, as if even the space is distorted.

There were more than ten monks stationed in front of the door, and none of them were lower than the late stage of qi refining!

"Ahead is the Spirit Gate." Luo Wenle said.

Spiritual Gate.

Fang Mu heard this word for the first time.

He pondered for a while and asked, "Dare to ask Daoyou, what is the Spirit Gate?" ”

"You don't know?"

At this moment, Luo Wenle was completely stunned.

It was the first time he had heard that there were still people who didn't know the assembly area.

These two guys......

Where the hell did the buns come from?!

"It's good!"

A strange color appeared in Luo Wenle's eyes, but it was quickly hidden.

He was silent on the surface, and patiently explained: "The so-called spiritual gate refers to the gate, and everything here rises around that gate, so this place is also called a gathering place. ”

Rally ...... Spiritual Gate ......

Fang Mu muttered to himself.

As he was talking, three people walked out of thin air in the door in front of him.

All three of them are bloody!

One of them even had a broken arm, and his face turned pale.

And neither the monks stationed there, nor the others around them, were not surprised at all.

"What's going on?!"

Outside the door, an old man stared at the three people and asked with an ugly face, "What about the others?!" ”

"Both...... They're all dead......"

The young monk with a broken arm trembled and said, "Including Senior Brother, all the seventeen disciples are dead......

"Bastard!"

The old man's face was extremely ugly.

The others around him seem to have long been commonplace, and there is no shortage of people who are gloating.

"Hehe, these sect disciples really regard the spiritual gate as heaven?"

"Only after they go in will they find out that it is hell......"

"If you don't have the strength, you dare to go in and find death by yourself, who is to blame?"

"By the way, those guys from the Fengshan Sect, they've been in for more than a month, why haven't they come out yet?"

"Isn't it ......"

"Shhhh Beware of the misfortune that comes out of the mouth! ”