It is only about five miles away from the town of Savage Valley, and since today is the eighth, Xuchen will go to Shennongjia Yaowang Valley tomorrow. And the Savage Valley is also the only way to go, and Xuchen decided to stay in the Savage Valley tonight, and wait until he comes back to see them.

Zhou Jingchun and Han Ziyan saw that he was really in trouble, and the two of them were also very interested and didn't ask in detail, so they decided to accompany him to find a restaurant in Savage Valley at noon to eat and taste the special game here.

At this time, it was only nine o'clock in the morning, and the three of them were not in time to hurry, so they talked while walking, talking about the changes that had occurred during this time.

The three of them walked for more than an hour before they arrived at Savage Valley Town, found a villa restaurant, and ordered a few special game dishes such as wild pheasant stewed mushrooms, roasted deer legs, and wild fish fried tofu. I ordered a bottle of rice wine brewed by the farmer, although I didn't cook the wine and talk about the sword, but it was also a small gathering, and we were very happy with each other.

After the meal, the two repeatedly invited Xuchen to go to Luoyan Cliff to reunite after finishing the meal, and Xuchen naturally agreed, and the three of them said goodbye.

Xuchen found a leisure inn, took a good bath, and then began to count the spoils of the past two days.

There were twenty-six pieces of nealcedony stones, and Xu Chen looked at so many pieces, and began to consider arranging the entire Ziyun Peak mountainside to the summit into a super formation. As long as the formation is completed, there is no need to run to the cold pool, and you can directly build a few attics and caves on the top of the peak as a place for cultivation in the future.

In this way, it is close to the Purple Cloud Temple, and it is very convenient to deal with anything, and the Purple Cloud Peak is now much taller, and the aura is abundant, and some spiritual herbs can be planted in the open space.

He put all the phallic stones in the large wooden box of the space ring, and took out the Imperial Flute to look at it.

This bone flute is delicate and warm, white and crystalline, as if it is carved from beautiful jade. Born runes can be faintly seen on the bones, and the runes are golden in color, which looks very mysterious.

"Jade bone god pattern, this should be the bones of a congenital monk, I can't imagine that the abbot of the small Biya Temple actually has the bones of a congenital monk. It's a pity that there were too many people at that time, and it was difficult to trace the specific situation. ”

Xuchen knew that the innate cultivator's body was already very different from that of mortals, flesh, blood, and bones had been reborn, and he had been transformed from a simple flesh and blood body to the body of heaven and earth vitality. The bones of the innate monks can not only be refined into magic weapons, but also contain souls, so the girl in the purple skirt uses it as a magic weapon for raising ghosts.

"It's a waste to use the Imperial Divine Flute to raise such a low-level ghost!"

"When you have time to do a good practice, it may be very useful. Xuchen looked overjoyed and played with it for a while before putting it in a wooden box and keeping it in the space ring.

Xuchen looked at his phone and found that there were already a lot of greeting messages.

"Good nephew, why did you go to Shennongjia? If you have good things, don't forget to honor me, haha. "This is from Qingyangzi.

"Senior brother, have you arrived, come back early, I want to eat the silver fish you caught." ”

"This guy is really a foodie, and he is worried about the whitebait in Hantan. Thinking of Xuqing's appearance of eating fish, Xuchen couldn't help but smile and mutter.

Su Beiming, Ye Tiantan, Gu Daochang, Jin Daochang, and Mo Daochang all sent messages of greetings, as well as messages from Uncle Cheng, Cheng Ying's father and daughter, and Songhe Daochang, who sold incense.

"Strange, why haven't you seen the report of the accident in Biya Temple, is the news blocked?"

Xuchen opened the news, looked at the latest news, and hurriedly skimmed through it.

"Whatever, it's their business what they do, as long as they don't bother me. "Xuchen groaned slightly, and then he didn't pay attention to it.

Then Xuchen replied to the messages one by one, and only then did he rest for a few hours, and he didn't eat at night, so he meditated and practiced in his room.

In these two fights, the Xuanwu Seventy-two Styles played an important role, and Xuchen decided to continue to comprehend the fifth and sixth moves.

The fifth move is "Broken Void", while the sixth move is "Broken Yuan Finger".

With his current cultivation, these two tricks are still difficult to perform, but he can comprehend the trick in advance.

Xuchen continued to cultivate until the next morning, then rested for a while, ate breakfast, and then began to rush towards the Medicine King Valley.

It is not far from Shennongjia Yaowang Valley, but this is a mountainous area that changes a lot. Not to mention the many abrupt peaks, small lakes and ravines can be seen everywhere, and the distance is at least twice as long as before.

Xuchen found that many places on the way were building villas, and there were more wild medicine shops, and it seemed that the great changes had brought huge business opportunities to people.

Due to the rain that just fell last night, the sky is clear all the way. The white clouds float among the blue mountains, like dragons wandering in the valleys, and like meandering white rivers floating between the mountains. The tall cedar trees and maple trees seem to be dressed in gold, standing between the strange peaks and strange rocks, and the autumn mountains are dressed up like a fairyland.

Xuchen couldn't help but feel relaxed when he saw it, and couldn't help but let out a long howl, startling a group of wild birds to fly across.

"Sure enough, it is a fairyland on earth, and it is worthy of being the primitive holy land of China. Xuchen sighed heartily.

Yaowang Valley is in a hidden valley between the lofty mountains of Shennongjia, surrounded by mountains, and only a sheep intestine path leads to the outside. Ordinary people know very little, only the nearby mountain people, warriors, cultivators, and some high-ranking families know that there is such a place.

Xuchen didn't want to take the big road, and after seeing this mountain scene, he was even more arrogant, so he simply used the wind control technique, and walked against the wind between the mountains, between the streams, and on the treetops.

When I saw the stunning scenery, I admired it, and found a century-old ginseng on the way, which was also an unexpected harvest.

He walked and stopped like this, and it was almost noon when he arrived at the intersection of the Medicine King Valley.

I saw a natural stone path between two steep peaks, the two peaks were very close to each other, as if out of thin air to let the giant axe split, walking on the stone road, looking up, only to see the narrow canopy, the light was dim, as if passing through the belly of the mountain.

Xuchen secretly admires the creation of nature and the ingenuity of heaven. After passing a distance of about half a mile, I turned a few corners, and the light became brighter and brighter, and suddenly, my eyes suddenly opened up.

I saw a small river a few feet wide winding down, and a quaint wooden bridge lay across it. In the middle is a three-meter-wide gravel road, on the left are quaint houses built along the mountain, dotted with terraced rice fields. It is like a secluded mountain village, and all kinds of ancient trees can be seen everywhere in the fields and mountain passes.

This is only the periphery of the Medicine King Valley, and after this village, you have to walk a few miles of mountain roads to see the real Medicine King Valley.

Xuchen crossed the wooden bridge, walked along the road to the end of the village, turned a mountain col, passed through several mountain villages, and saw the Fang Market in Yaowang Valley.

A large bluestone-paved road is lined with quaint buildings. Restaurants, pharmacies, cloth shops, shoe shops, shops, barber shops, you name it.

He went to the medicinal herb store and bought seeds of various spiritual herbs, which he planned to plant on Ziyun Mountain in the future. I saw the local mountain people coming and going on the road, carrying baskets and walking towards Fang City.

"I can't imagine that such a hidden place is so lively, and it is estimated that the nearby mountain villages are all here to catch the market. Xuchen thought to himself, and couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw many Taoist priests, monks, and martial artists coming in and out of the restaurant.

"How can there be so many martial artists here? Things are strange, let's go to the Drunken Immortal Tower first, and meet with Daoist Songhe first. ”

Xuchen looked around, took a moment's look, and walked straight towards the Drunken Immortal Building at the end