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Zheng Xian followed the nightingale, all the way through the woods.

Nightingale didn't pay any attention to the fact that he had an extra tail, and ignored Zheng Xian as air, focusing all his attention on the ground along the way, as if he was looking for something.

Zheng Xian didn't open his mouth to ask what the nightingale was looking for, but unfortunately he touched his nose and the nightingale didn't say a word.

But Zheng Xian didn't care, because Zheng Xian had never heard a word from this woman's mouth.

"This weird woman can't be mute, right?"

Zheng Xian thought secretly in his heart.

With a nightingale exploring the way ahead, Zheng Xian walked quite comfortably, and at this time began to have time to adjust his body.

His heart was severely injured by the silver ghost, and if it was an ordinary immortal cultivator, I am afraid that he would not be able to bear it, but Zheng Xian's body recovery speed far exceeded that of ordinary immortal cultivators, and his heart was shattered, but he had recovered in just a few breaths, but his abdomen was full of blood at this time.

Zheng Xian followed the nightingale more than ten meters away, quietly cut open his belly, and emptied the blood stagnant inside, although it took a lot of vitality to consume, but in this nursery, the vitality is everywhere, it is very convenient to make up, for immortal cultivators, there is no more wonderful place in the world than this nursery.

Zheng Xian followed the nightingale around in the dense forest for more than half an hour, and finally figured out what the nightingale was looking for.

She was looking for markers on the ground made of ordinary stones.

These stones are usually piled in three or four piles, and the longest of them points wherever the nightingale goes.

These stones are quite hidden in the grass, and it is quite difficult to find them, not to mention that if you find them, you may not know what secrets are hidden behind these three or four stones. Because these stones are so ordinary.

Zheng Xian was curious about who was giving guidance to the nightingale, and after a little thought, Zheng Xian realized that no one else seemed to be able to do such a thing except for the old guy called Sweet Potato.

There is another method of communication between sweet potatoes and nightingales, and it is clear that the relationship between sweet potatoes and nightingales is definitely not ordinary.

Zheng Xian couldn't help but feel slightly angry in his heart at this time, that damn Deputy Director Lin kept saying that he wanted them to protect the sweet potatoes, saying that only the sweet potatoes were their own people, since they were their own people, then why didn't they know the way to connect them?

Regarding the sweet potato old man, Zheng Xian had more doubts at this time.

The nightingale in front of him suddenly stopped, squatted down, rummaged in the grass a few times, and then, moving forward again, Zheng first looked at the thing in the grass, it was a pyramid-like thing made of six stones, and I didn't know what kind of beast pulled out the poop.

This is the first time Zheng Xian has seen this kind of mark, and he doesn't know what the meaning is in the road.

The nightingale in front of him seemed to have a clear direction, and the speed was fast, Zheng Xian had to speed up and chase after him, but even if he accelerated, he still felt quite difficult.

After the nightingale had turned a few times, a voice came from the tree: "Here!"

Nightingale and Zheng Xian looked up together, and saw a smile on the trunk of the tree, the old man's wrinkled face was blooming, and the mouth that was missing several teeth was cracked, which looked quite funny.

Next to the old man, there was a cold Dao Gu with a not very good-looking face, chewing around her neck and mouth, and she didn't know what Lu Dao was eating, at this time, Dao Gu had already changed into a clean and neat black robe, and there was no dirt on her body, which was a world of difference from the sweet potato old man.

Not far away, on the trunk of a tree, there was a swordfish carrying a basket made of vines on his back, and a wooden spear about the length of his height in his hand.

They had all gathered here.

Zheng first paid attention to the basket that the knife fish was carrying behind him, and after seeing that it was the three corpse fruit inside, he was not very interested, and the sweet potato old man had been carrying this three corpse fruit, thinking that it was useful.

When the old man of the sweet potato saw Zheng Xian, he was very kind, and said with a smile: "Boy, I know that you can't die!"

Zheng Xian replied to the sweet potato old man silently with an expressionless face. Zheng Xian had many doubts about this old guy, but he couldn't find the thread that helped him get to know this guy.

Daoyu said at this time: "Do you want to continue to wait for monks, Taoist priests, and silver ghosts?"

This was asked to the old man, but Zheng Xian replied: "No need to wait." ”

Daoyu glanced at Zheng Xian, and when Zheng Xian said this, it naturally showed that there was no need for them to wait.

The old man Sweet Potato also said decisively: "There is no time to continue waiting." ”

Zheng first glanced at the old man, this old guy was obviously waiting for the nightingale here!

When the nightingale arrived, it didn't matter if the rest of the people came or not, how could they find this place if they didn't know the private contact between the old sweet potato man and the nightingale?

There is only one nightingale that can be found, and of course, those monks and Taoists can also find it if they also know the secret code of the Dao. However, judging from what Deputy Director Lin said before, those monks and Taoists and soldiers are not of the same mind, and there may not be a secret between monks and Taoists and sweet potatoes.

Zheng Xian and his entourage, under the leadership of the old man with sweet potato, continued to move forward, this time, seeing that the old man with sweet potato was going to walk in the direction where the evil man was, Zheng Xian immediately said: "It doesn't work there, the guy in a green robe is guarding there." ”

The sweet potato old man smacked the straw stick in his mouth and said: "No way, you have to go from here, there are a total of six Venerables guarding this nursery, the nursery Venerable in green robe is called the Corpse Venerable, the weakest one, change to another direction, in the face of those more powerful nursery Venerables, we have no hope of getting out of the wilderness." ”

"This trip, my luck is really bad, I stepped into this immortal forbidden land, the nursery of the Yin Poison Gate in one step, otherwise we would have found the Night Charm Golden Lotus by now. ”

The weakest? Zheng Xian was speechless in his heart. The weakest are like this, so what do the other nursery Venerables have to look like?

"Even if we find the Night Charm Golden Lotus, I'm afraid we won't be able to enter this nursery again, right?" said the swordfish, this nursery is really not just in and out of the eyes of the swordfish.

The saury doesn't want to bury its bones here.

He was like a silver ghost, and he had a reason to go back, and a stupid woman once said that if he died, she would die too!

And the passage back to the mortal world is in this nursery, so he cares more about this, and even if he can't complete the task, he must go back.

If he can't come back if he goes out, then he has to think about whether he chooses to go out.

The sweet potato old man shook his head and said: "That's not necessarily, this nursery has always been allowed to enter but not to leave, just like a gluttony that can't be eaten." So if you want to come in, no one cares about you at all, even those immortal cultivators, they won't think that there is less meat on mosquitoes, who called this realm so thin now!"

"Of course, by the time we get back, the nursery may be gone, so it will be easier to go back. ”

Zheng Xian, who has Jingyu and knows that this nursery is actually like a crop field, and Zheng Xian, who is about to harvest it when it is ripe, can understand the sentence of sweet potatoes at once, but for the swordfish, this sentence is simply too difficult to understand, and the old man of sweet potatoes did not explain too much.

"Yin Poison Sect, what kind of sect is it?" Compared to Daoyu's concern about how to go back, Zheng Xian's attention was more focused on understanding this realm.

Dao Gu's cold face also showed a trace of concentration, obviously for Zheng Xian's question, Dao Gu, who didn't like to talk, was also very interested.

The old man of the sweet potato said contemptuously: "A few hundred years ago, it was just a third-rate sect, and when the immortals were stripped away, this yin poisonous sect coerced a large number of people into this realm, and it grew into the current behemoth with 100,000 people. ”

Speaking of this, the old man of sweet potato glanced at Zheng Xian thoughtfully, and then showed a knowing smile, as if he saw through Zheng Xian's mind that he didn't want to leave this world.

Sweet potato continued to speak in a way that deliberately helped Zheng Xian understand more about this realm: "The sky rises and the earth sinks, before the immortals are stripped away, the Central Plains Immortal Family is divided into three families: Daomen, Buddhism and Jingjianmen, and the other sects belong to the miscellaneous families that do not enter the stream, and there are many more unpopular demon sects, which belong to the existence of rats, but after entering the fairy world, these three families gradually declined, and were overtaken by those evil sects and demon sects that robbed and devoured living beings without scruples, and occupied the leading position. ”

"After hundreds of years of development in the fairy world, although the original Daomen, Buddhism and Jingjian Sect are still barely called first-class sects, they can only shrink in their respective stations and dare not go out. ”

"For example, the little bliss of the Buddhists huddled in the Buddha Mountain and lived their own small life. The 38 Taoist sects, tens of thousands of disciples, and the Taiqing Zhengdao Hall confined in Wuhua Mountain did not dare to step out of the mountain gate for a single step. ”

"And back then, jealousy and hatred, known as the world's first righteous swordsman, a sword to break ten thousand laws, the sword qi across the world through the sword gate is the worst, now there is not even a piece of land, every day afraid of being found by the enemy, hidden in a fairy weapon called the Great Sword Pavilion wandering around, living a life that is not as good as a mouse. ”

"Now it is estimated that there are only thirty or forty people left in the entire Jingjian Gate, and it is only a matter of time before it dies. ”

"Speaking of which, maybe I'll be going around teaching the "Secret Meaning of the Scripture and Sword" again after a while, tsk, these guys are a little more competitive, and they don't need the old man to be busy. At the beginning, the story of the thirteen great sword immortal disciples of the Sword Gate who came out of the Sword Pavilion, traveled the world, slaughtered one door in one day, and slaughtered three hundred and sixty evil sects in three hundred and sixty days has become a legend, and I am afraid that there will never be another one. ”

Speaking of which, the current immortal world is a place where wicked people are rampant, and those immortal cultivators who still have good thoughts and mercy in their hearts are either dead or hide and dare not make a sound, and those who really dare to come out and shout the righteousness of heaven and earth have become dead souls. ”

"Tsk, it's good to be able to become a dead soul and die, through the thirteen sword immortals of the Sword Gate, when they were all over the world, slaughtering countless evil sects and demon gates, what a beautiful scenery, but there are also enemies everywhere, there are ten demon sects that have been skinned and refined into meat treasures after entering this realm and continue to devour living creatures, and they are still suffering endlessly. There is such a meat treasure imprisoned in the Yin Poison Gate, and it is dragged out and traveled around the world every time it is prosperous, attracting onlookers. ”

"In this immortal realm, just by eating can become extremely strong, the comparison is who can eat other immortal cultivators at the fastest speed and in the most cruel way, and there is that immortal cultivator who is still willing to practice hard? ”

Speaking of this, the old man of sweet potato was obviously a little interested, and then he was silent, although he had just said a little about India, but he was not interested in speaking again.

Hearing this, Zheng Xian felt that the afterglow was lingering, and it seemed that he had really seen the appearance of the Thirteen Sword Immortals coming out of the Sword Pavilion to kill all the injustices in the world.

Dao Gu was thoughtful, but the sword fish was full of relish, it didn't matter to him whether it was good or evil, but the case of the thirteen sword immortals slaughtering one door a day still made him feel his blood boiling.