Although Mu Feng kept taking the Soul Stone, he still put his divine sense on Whispering, as long as there was any movement outside, he could find out for the first time, he didn't want to let Whisper have any accidents for this Dark Stone, then he would regret it.

Whispering in the stone cave outside, she also breathed out breathing because she was idle and bored, she didn't know when Mu Feng would come out, so she could only wait quietly here.

Time passed silently, in the three days, Mu Feng never stopped, non-stop three days, he harvested a lot, he no longer knew how many dark stones he had mined, and the quality of the dark stones was getting better and better.

The death qi in the dark stone is the same as the death qi in Mu Feng's body, and the dead stone is like the spirit stone to the monk, although the death qi cannot be stored in the dantian, but Mu Feng's Tanzhong acupoint can, this is his other dantian, an alternative dantian.

Although the Immortal Stone cannot allow the monk to directly absorb and cultivate, the Demon Dao Monk can still absorb it little by little to transform it into his own demonic energy.

The demonic qi of the demon monk contains all kinds of filthy and evil aura, and in the aura of death, it is pure dead silence, although the two are both dark qi, but they are very different in nature, if the demon monk continues to use the qi of death to refine the demonic qi, then his demonic qi will gradually change, and it will be compatible with the characteristics of the two, and at that time, the demonic qi of the demonic monk will be more powerful, so some demonic powers will use the dark stone to cultivate.

Mu Feng also obtained the Xuanzhu of Life and Death by chance, and he also became one in his body, so as to achieve the transformation of life and death, and the vitality continued to die, and the dead qi continued to be extinguished, so that his strength increased exponentially, and the means of saving his life were also stronger.

Three days later, Mu Feng had also penetrated more than ten zhang, until there was no more dark stone on the stone wall in front of him, he breathed a deep sigh of relief, and his face couldn't help but show a deep surprise, when mining the last two meters, he actually mined a lot of dark crystals, which he had never thought of before.

Originally, I thought that this was just an ordinary Stygian Stone Mine, a Stygian Stone Mine with a depth of only thirty zhang, and there was still a Stygian Crystal, but after the surprise, Mu Feng felt that this Stygian Stone Mine was a little strange, but on the stone wall in front, there was indeed no Stygian Stone.

Mu Feng was suspicious, but he still used his divine sense to poke into the stone wall in front of him to see if there was anything inside.

One zhang, two zhang, three zhang, no, no, or no, Mu Feng is a little unwilling, five, six, seven, still no, until deep into the ten zhang, still nothing, helpless, can only withdraw the divine consciousness, since there is no dark stone within the range of ten zhang, then there is really none.

"Hehe! It seems that I am a little greedy and insufficient!"

Mu Feng couldn't help laughing, then looked around, and said in a low voice: "Tianfengmen, when you come, I don't know how you will react!"

Mu Feng didn't stop staying longer, turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment, a 'click' sound came from under his feet, his body paused, and when he raised his feet, he saw that a dark stone had been trampled on by himself, which made his heart move, and his divine sense poked out again, and the target was underground.

After a while, Mu Feng looked happy, took a deep breath, the light under his feet flashed slightly, and his body began to rotate rapidly, and it was faster and faster, like a spinning top, the gravel under his feet flew wildly, and Mu Feng's body began to sink slowly.

After a while, Mu Feng's entire body was already submerged in the ground, but from the hole he drilled, there were still gravel shooting out, and there were also pieces of dark stones flying out, but he didn't care about it, and drilled down with all his heart.

One zhang, two zhang, three zhang, fortunately this time did not go deep into ten zhang, otherwise, Mu Feng may not know how long to drill! Just when he went deep into the ground four zhang, he felt that his feet were empty, and then his body fell rapidly.

As if he knew that this would be the result, Mu Feng's face did not change at all, he quickly stabilized his body and stopped in the void, and then he began to carefully look at the place he was in, and when he saw the surrounding situation clearly, Mu Feng's face instantly changed color, and his eyes were full of shock that could not be concealed.

The place where he is a stone room with a size of twenty zhang, but the stone room does not have any exit, as if it was hollowed out directly from the belly of the mountain, forming a secret room with no road to pass, and the stone wall of this stone room is full of dark crystals, yes, it is dark crystals.

There are so many dark crystals, emitting a crystal gray light, making the entire stone chamber beautiful, showing an alternative beauty.

In the stone room, there is still a large amount of death qi, and the concentration of death qi here is almost the same as that in the 'Rotten Spirit Stream', but these are not the places that shocked Mu Feng.

In the center of the stone chamber, there was a stone bed, on which lay a man, to be precise, a skeleton.

Mu Feng forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, slowly lowered his body, and walked towards the skeleton step by step, when he stood on the edge of the stone bed, looking at the skeleton, his eyes were full of horror, standing on the side of the stone bed, he could feel the breath of death, much stronger than other places.

But when Mu Feng looked at it carefully, he found that the source of this rich death aura was not this skeleton, but a lunate-shaped object on the skeleton's abdomen.

This mysterious object is only a foot long, like a waning moon, emitting a miserable white shimmer, bursts of death breath continue to float out of it, the miserable white body, but emitting a gray death breath, such a strange contrast, makes Luo Feng's heart very depressed, like a boulder blocked in his chest,.

Hurriedly withdrew his gaze from the lunary-shaped object, took a deep breath, looked at the skeleton again, and found that the location of this lunary-shaped object was the position of the skeleton's dantian.

This skeleton doesn't know how many years it has been dead, and his natal magic weapon can still overflow with such a strong death qi, and breed so many dark crystals around it, as well as the dark stone mines outside, Mu Feng can hardly imagine how strong this skeleton was before his death.

Mu Feng took a deep breath, withdrew his gaze from the skeleton, and looked at the entire stone room again, and found nothing else, disappointed, Mu Feng didn't think much about it, and began to collect those dark crystals on the stone wall, since he found it, he couldn't leave one for Tianfeng Gate.

In the entire stone room, all of them are dark crystals, and the value of these dark crystals is far beyond the dark stone mine above, these are all natural treasures, of course Mu Feng will not let one go.

It was the dark crystal in this stone room, and it took Mu Feng a whole day to collect it, looking at the stone room that was still full of glory, but now it has become potholed and messy, Mu Feng smiled bitterly: "Offended!"

After putting away all the dark crystals, Mu Feng came to the skeleton again, looking at the moon-shaped magic weapon, he was also a little hesitant, just looking at the aura emitted by this magic weapon, he also knew that this thing was extraordinary, and it was because of this thing that he didn't want to miss this mysterious thing.

After hesitating for a while, looking at the moon-shaped magic weapon in his eyes, the color of determination flickered, although Mu Feng also knew that this matter was not simple, but he didn't want to regret missing it in the future.

The mystery and power of this thing, anyone who sees it, can feel it personally, Mu Feng is of course no exception, and this is also a death magic weapon, he is having the qi of death, if he has this death magic weapon again, the two just complement each other, and the strength will increase sharply, although this is just Mu Feng's speculation, but he believes in his intuition.

Slowly stretched out his hand to the moon-shaped magic weapon, Mu Feng's expression was extremely solemn, the closer he got to this magic weapon, the more clearly he could feel his body, the coldness and sharpness that naturally flowed, as the distance got closer and closer, he began to have an illusion, as if his hand was being cut by a thousand knives, this sharp pain made him can't help but snort, and his whole body was sweating profusely.

But Mu Feng could clearly see that his hands did not have any scars, and this strange thing made his heart extremely uncomfortable.

The hand and the moon-shaped magic weapon were getting closer and closer, Mu Feng's face was getting redder and redder, as if blood was about to overflow, and he began to tremble when he stretched out his hand, but he could only endure the pressure of his body and the primordial spirit, and approached inch by inch, as if a long time had passed, as if it was just a moment, he had forgotten the time, forgot everything, and only had the waning moon in front of him in his eyes.

Gradually, just as Mu Feng's hand was about to touch the moon-shaped magic weapon, a fierce flash flashed in his eyes, and his trembling hand violently forced, instantly grabbing it in his hand, but before he could think about it, a strong and cold and sharp breath appeared. Like a torrent, it ran down his arm and instantly spread throughout his body.

Like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, with a 'poof' sound, Mu Feng couldn't hold back anymore, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, the blood instantly dyed the arm red, and the blood flowed down the arm to the moon-shaped magic weapon, only to see the moon-shaped magic weapon, suddenly the light skyrocketed, and the blood on the arm was like water like the sea, surging towards his body, and in a short moment, the blood that Mu Feng spit out had disappeared without a trace, not a drop remained, and even his clothes were clean.

At this time, he felt that his body seemed to be tortured by Lingchi, his muscles were peeled off layer by layer, and his muscles and bones were scraped by a knife, but his body was really without scars, this kind of severe pain seemed to be applied to the Yuan Shen, but Mu Feng could only endure it, and the severe pain made his skin begin to bleed, but the oozing blood disappeared strangely.

The loss of a large amount of blood in the body made Mu Feng's face more and more dull and pale, and gradually, he also discovered the situation in his body, and if he continued like this, he had only one result, that is, the blood withered and died, and he endured the severe pain on the Yuan Shen, and began to mobilize the life qi in the Tanzhong acupoint to replenish the loss of blood in the body.

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