The plain heart fairy glanced at Mu Feng deeply, his heart moved, the light flashed in his hand, and a purple jade plate appeared instantly, and slowly flew towards the rotten spirit stream, as if feeling the approach of the purple jade plate, and a layer of light like water waves immediately appeared at the entrance of the rotten spirit stream.

When the purple jade plaque falls on the light wall, with the jade plaque as the center, a ray of light quickly appears, like a spider web, spreading to every corner of the light wall.

Immediately after, a nebula-like vortex appeared above the wall of light, making people dizzy.

Fairy Suxin said quickly: "Mu Feng hurry up and go in, I'll pick you up in half a year!"

Mu Feng nodded at Mu Xue, jumped into the whirlpool without hesitation, and quickly disappeared, and then, the nebula-like whirlpool disappeared immediately, the light net also shrank sharply, and the purple jade plate flew back in an instant, and the layer of light wall like rippling water also slowly disappeared, turning into the bottomless dark abyss again.

Mu Xue stared blankly at the place where Mu Feng disappeared, her eyes were a little red, the last time Mu Feng went to the Lanyue Mountain Range, Mu Xue didn't know in advance, but this time, she watched Mu Feng enter such a dangerous place, she was really afraid that she would lose Mu Feng.

Mu Xue's dejected appearance, the plain heart fairy sighed, the crises that cultivators have to go through are countless, if you don't have an indifferent and calm mentality, how can you go further, but these can only rely on yourself.

"Mu Xue, you don't have to worry too much, you have to believe Mu Feng, if Mu Feng sees you like this, he will be distracted inside, that will only hurt him!"

Fairy Suxin's words made Mu Xue startled, of course she understood what the master meant, retracted her blank gaze, and said, "Thank you, master, the disciple understands!"

Lingqing and the others also stepped forward to comfort Mu Xue one by one, and gradually, her face became much better.

But Shiyun was a little disapproving, and said, "If I were Mu Feng, I wouldn't die, do you want to know?"

Seeing Shiyun's mysterious appearance, not only Lingqing them, but even the plain fairy looked at Shiyun curiously.

Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Shiyun coughed lightly and said triumphantly: "Do you want to! There is such a peerless beauty as the little junior sister waiting for him, is he willing to die? The answer is: No, even this beauty is a little reluctant, how can those stinky men be willing to die? You say, am I right?"

Fairy Suxin was also amused by Shiyun, but she didn't say anything, and left slowly, but Lingqing and the others laughed, took a deep look at Mu Xue, and also went with the master, Mu Xue reacted at this time, and her pretty face was instantly covered with red glow.

"Fifth Senior Sister, you dare to make fun of me, I want you to look good!" As he spoke, he rushed towards Shiyun, who screamed and hurriedly chased after Lingqing, shouting loudly: "Master save me, little junior sister wants to rebel!" The words caused another burst of laughter, laughter, screams, and shame faded away.

The moment Mu Feng entered the Rotten Spirit Stream, he smelled a smell of decay and decay, and then, a gray mist quickly surrounded him, which was full of dead silence, and continued to drill into the body.

Mu Feng hurriedly gathered the vitality in his body on the surface of his body to prevent the invasion of this gray mist, and when his vitality surfaced on the surface of his body, the mist was like discovering some delicious food, and began to tear these vitality frantically, like boiling oil poured on water, and the sound of 'zizi' was endless.

Feeling the continuous reduction of vitality, Mu Feng's eyes were full of horror, and he finally understood why it was said that the foundation building monk entered the rotten spirit stream and survived, and the vitality in his body was not enough to support half a year.

But for a while, he couldn't think of any good way, so he could only let the vitality block it first, although the vitality was constantly decreasing under the erosion of dead qi, fortunately, there was no problem for a while.

The Rotten Spirit Stream is not deep, only more than 30 zhang, and the space at the bottom of the stream is larger than the entrance, but it is also limited.

But in the limited space, there was a lot of dead air, as if he was in a thick fog, which made Mu Feng's vision seriously blocked, and he couldn't see anything beyond two feet.

When Mu Feng wanted to use his spiritual sense to investigate, as soon as his spiritual sense came out, it immediately caused a siege of dead qi, which frightened him so much that he quickly withdrew his spiritual sense, and said secretly: "If the spiritual sense is not good, then try it with the divine sense!"

Just think of it, Mu Feng once again scattered his divine sense, because the divine consciousness is pure spiritual power, without the fluctuation of spiritual consciousness, and was not detected by those dead qi, Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, if the divine sense is useless, then he is no different from a blind man in this 'rotten spirit stream'.

Under the influence of divine consciousness, everything at the bottom of the stream was clearly presented in front of his eyes, still ten zhang long, and the width was also one zhang at the entrance, increasing to ten zhang, except for the dead air floating in the air, there were a few white bones on the ground, there was nothing.

The white bones were lying or lying, the clothes on their bodies were not damaged at all, Mu Feng slowly walked towards a corpse, but when he just walked to the bones, the intact bones, as if blown away by the wind, instantly turned into dust, even the storage bag on his waist.

Mu Feng's eyes shrank, the bones here didn't know how long they had been here, they had already been completely eroded into ashes by the dead air, and the faint sound of the wind brought by the fall of his footsteps was like the last straw that overwhelmed them, and the scene in front of them would appear.

Looking at the other corpses again, Mu Feng still put away the idea of going to take a look, and suddenly, his eyes froze, and on the stone wall behind a corpse, there was a hole that could be entered by one person.

The cave is dark and lightless, and bursts of death breath continue to float out of it, as if it is the mouth of a demon, to choose people to eat, like the entrance to hell, which makes people daunting.

Mu Feng walked forward slowly, ignoring the ashes at the entrance of the cave, his eyes were fixed on the cave in front of him, but his divine sense invisibly penetrated into the cave.

The dead air in the cave is much stronger than outside the cave, and the deeper you go, the more intense it becomes.

Gradually, Mu Feng found that his divine sense was also greatly restricted, and he could no longer go deeper than fifty zhang, but within these fifty zhang, there was still nothing, and he didn't know how deep this cave was.

Feeling the concentration of death qi within fifty zhang, Mu Feng was confident that it would not cause any harm to himself, so he stepped into the cave.

Every step he took would reverberate in the cave, and beyond that, there was only a dead silence, a suffocating silence, a dark corridor that seemed to be a corridor to hell, and those wandering dead air carried confusion, remorse, and fear, devouring everything here, including Mu Feng himself.

Perhaps perceiving the changes in his heart, Mu Feng's slow footsteps suddenly stopped, and his face showed a hint of horror, he didn't expect that he would be unconsciously affected by the dead qi here, which not only corrupted people's bodies, but also corroded people's hearts.

Close his eyes and expel the negative emotions in his heart, and after a while, Mu Feng reopened his eyes, his eyes have returned to the color of the past clear, and there is firmness in the clearness.

When Mu Feng walked thirty zhang, his divine sense had detected the place eighty zhang away, but he hadn't found the end yet, and the deeper he went, the faster the death qi devoured the vitality, and he couldn't last long if he continued like this.

Mu Feng's face also showed a hint of hesitation, if he stayed outside the cave for half a year, he was still sure that he would be able to get out alive, but if he went inside, he didn't have a bottom in his heart.

But just give up like this, Mu Feng is unwilling, he wants to know what is in this, Mu Feng took out two lower grade spirit stones and held them in his hands, expecting to recover some vitality, between a few breaths, the spirit stones in his hands have turned into powder and scattered on the ground, feeling the slight increase in the vitality in the body, the ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, he took out a few spirit stones again, put his hands apart, and absorbed at the same time, and continued to walk to the depths of the road, and the powder on his body continued to scatter, leaving a long trace on the ground.

The deeper he went, the curiosity in Mu Feng's eyes became more and more intense, and after traveling a hundred zhang, there was a turn, and his divine sense probed into it again, but this time he directly detected the end of the road ahead, and fifty zhang ahead, the road turned again.

Mu Feng did not hesitate to turn with the road, and the frequency of exchanging spirit stones in his hands continued to accelerate, but the vitality in his body did not increase because of this, but kept decreasing, because there was only dead qi in the 'Rotten Spirit Stream', there was no little spiritual energy, and it was impossible for people to absorb the external spiritual energy to recover themselves, Mu Feng could only rely on the spirit stones and some pills in his hand, but this speed of recovering vitality could not keep up with the speed of vitality consumption, and the deeper he went, the more obvious this gap became, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

From the first turn to the second turn, although there is only a distance of fifty zhang, Mu Feng does not know how long he has walked, it can be said that every few steps, Mu Feng has to stop to recover his vitality, feeling the rapid reduction of the spirit stones in the storage bag, Mu Feng can't help but feel distressed, these are all his hard-earned hard-earned money, just like flowing water, if it goes on like this, it won't be long before he will become a poor egg again.

With curiosity and distress, Mu Feng insisted on walking forward step by step, as if a day, a month or a year had passed, he seemed to have forgotten the flow of time, and only the desire for things ahead was left in his heart, eager to solve the doubts in his heart and leave without regrets.

If you turn around and leave the cave now, you may be able to save your life, but it will leave a shadow of retreat in your heart, becoming a nightmare that you can't get rid of for the rest of your life, and your cultivation path will also come to an end, Mu Feng will definitely not allow yourself to retreat, just because there is still Mu Xue.

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