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The sword gate is high and narrow, and the sky is a line. 【】

Qingyang was calm in his heart and walked into the canyon.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins, and the same is true in the face of danger.

Even if the White Ape Prince's murderous intent is strong, he must not retreat, and he must face the difficulties even more.

What's more, Qingyang knew in his heart that when Mr. Qingyu blocked the sword of the White Ape Gong, the most dangerous moment had passed.

Since his mother Qingluan once owed Linggu an explanation, she must strive to make up for it and resolve the dangerous enemy.

If you want to be a strong ally, this is the best means, and if you want to survive the catastrophe, Linggu is a force to be reckoned with.

Holding the golden retriever monkey's claws, walking in the Jianmen Canyon, the stone walls on both sides are smooth and flat, like a knife cutting tofu.

The canyon is about two feet wide but not dim, and the clumps of moss and bluegrass on the stone wall exude blue, green and yellow fluorescence, making this narrow canyon full of dreamy colors.

Outside the Spirit Valley, there was already a trace of spiritual energy, and as the footsteps continued to advance, the spiritual energy in the canyon became more and more intense, and it all poured out from the opposite Spirit Valley.

If the place with abundant spiritual energy is divided into grades.

The giant bat canyon can be counted as nine grades, the hole where the silver bats were found can be counted as eight grades, the sacrificial willow medicine valley is barely counted as seven grades, and the spirit valley here is at least six grades.

In such an abundant aura, even if a lazy guy even sleeps and breathes, he is tempered by the aura, as long as he lives long enough, his strength will continue to improve.

I don't know what kind of joy Ye Zhao will be when he comes here, thinking of this, Qingyang will inevitably have a burst of worry in his heart.

"Chirp~"

The golden retriever monkey was also particularly excited, and it smelled the sweet smell of spiritual fruit.

A man and a monkey quickened their pace, and walked forward hundreds of steps, and their eyes suddenly opened up.

A large bamboo forest is more than ten zhang high, but it is not an ordinary bamboo, but a cluster of extremely rare golden bamboo, which belongs to a kind of spiritual wood.

Mature golden bamboo, the whole body is like gold, the body surface flashes a faint golden light, and the immature golden bamboo is like jasper, the difference between the two is very great.

The fresh breath in the bamboo forest, and the aura between the bamboo leaves, is one of the best raw materials for the orchestra.

Through a large bamboo forest, the appearance of Linggu was finally completely presented in front of Qingyang's eyes.

This is a long and narrow mountain valley, more than ten miles wide, I don't know how many miles long, in the middle is a vast flat land, surrounded by mountains.

The top of the mountain is covered with snow, and the valley is full of shade like summer.

Towering giant trees, stretching out a huge crown, like an umbrella cover, the branches are full of fruits, flashing with a little spiritual light, and the big trees in the valley are full of spiritual trees.

Under the sparse trees, the stream is babbling and steaming, and streams of hot springs flow out of the forest, converging into a large area of water not far away.

On the misty water surface, the colorful lotus, the colorful lotus can be seen in the eye, the fat petals are shining, exuding a strong aroma of elixir, and the lotus leaves are also several feet in size, lightly held on the water surface.

The meadows under the forest are full of flowers, and groups of giant butterflies and purple bees are working hard to collect nectar in the sea of flowers, bringing a touch of vitality to this valley.

"That's not right!"

Qingyang looked around for a long time and finally found something strange.

This valley is like a fairyland on earth, flowers bloom at four o'clock, there are fruits every day, and there are spiritual plants and elixirs all over the place, except for these giant butterflies and purple bees, but there is not a single living thing, and there are no strange beasts and fierce birds.

"Twitter~"

Suddenly there was a little golden retriever monkey screaming behind him.

Looking back, I saw that it was terrified, rushing wildly, holding a few red spirit fruits in its hands, and not far away, a spirit plant full of fruits, waving its branches violently, seemed to be angry.

"Chirp~"

The little golden monkey hid beside Qingyang, only to feel a little safe, and did not forget to give a fruit to Qingyang, but it was dumbfounded when it looked around.

Qingyang frowned slightly, and the plants around him, which were originally quiet, all came to life in an instant, and they were all desperately waving their branches, and they were all spirit plant spirits.

Dozens of vine spirits, squirming sharply, stopped on the road ahead, and there were also some pale green spirits, no more than a foot high, I don't know what kind of incarnation they were, running around.

What's even more shocking is that a giant tree of dozens of feet also pulled out a huge root system, turned into thick legs, and walked with great strides.

However, all this is not over, and in the distance, huge stones, with all hands and legs, walking in a neat queue, like a well-trained army of heavy armor.

"Gollum~"

The hot spring behind him rippled, and the colorful lotus leaves all over the water surface were crowded with spiritual objects in the water at some point, full of schadenfreude to see the excitement.

A lotus leaf was overwhelmed, and it turned over in an instant, and dozens of spiritual objects fell into the water, causing other water spirits to laugh loudly, whether it was in the water or on the shore, it was suddenly very lively.

"You~are~who~people~?"

The giant tree spirit let out a slow, low roar, and its voice was hoarse, like an old man in his old age.

"I'm Mr. Qingyu's guest, and this is the junior of the White Ape Prince!"

Qingyang's heart moved, and the moon jade bead on his chest was revealed, and he said sincerely,

"The golden ape is young, has a stubborn temperament, and is extremely greedy, and if you accidentally offend, please forgive me!"

"Original~come~as~this~"

The giant tree spirit said slowly, "Spirit ~ Valley ~ Medium ~ No~ Want ~ Mess ~ Mess ~"

Hearing that it was Mr. Qingyu and the White Ape Prince's guests, most of the hostility in the eyes of the spirits and spirits was eliminated, and the spirit plant was no longer angry at the beginning.

But Qingyang and the little golden monkey aroused their curiosity even more, and more vine spirits and strange stone spirits came from afar, judging Qingyang's products one by one.

A flower essence, with a face like a girl, said coquettishly: "They are so ugly!"

Qingyang was speechless, after the tempering of the body forging technique, whether it was appearance or temperament, he could not say that his appearance was peerless, and he could be regarded as a beautiful young man.

However, the aesthetics of the spirits naturally cannot be the same as that of humans.

The flower spirits felt that his color was not rich enough, the grass spirits felt that his limbs were too thick, and the water spirits felt that the skin was not delicate enough, and there were always various deficiencies.

A huge stone spirit squeezed through many vine spirits and tree spirits, and said loudly: "What do you know, this must be the stone spirit of my race's incarnation!"

Looking around carefully, Qingyang was slightly surprised in his heart, there were at least thousands of mountain spirits and tree monsters, vine spirits, and water spirits in his eyes.

Thinking of Lan's introduction, the structure of Linggu is nine valleys and eighteen ravines, three hundred and sixty tribes, and one thousand six hundred tribes, but I am afraid that there are tens of thousands of spirits.

It is no wonder that the White Ape Gong is confident that in the face of the drastic changes in heaven and earth, he can protect himself with Linggu's own strength alone, and this huge number alone is enough to shock the world.

Very few outsiders came in the Spirit Valley, and at this time, there were still spirits pouring in, whispering constantly.

What relieved Qingyang was that although there were a large number of spirits, most of them had just been psychic, their grades were relatively low, and they didn't interact with the outside world, so their brains weren't very bright.

Most of the spiritual creatures can't even speak, they only know how to be confused, swallowing the spiritual energy in the Spirit Valley, and when they see other spiritual creatures moving here, they also subconsciously follow over.

Even if some of them have developed spiritual intelligence, they speak intermittently like an intelligent child.

It's good, it's pure and naïve. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.