After killing fourteen young generation Jindan Realm masters one after another, Ling Zheng came to a small mountain village surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery and only mortals living in them.

After killing Zhang Bin, he had been traveling in a teleportation array for a month without sleep, coupled with being intercepted repeatedly, Ling Zheng's divine soul power had been consumed to the point where it was about to be exhausted.

Because Ling Zheng had exchanged a lot of gold and silver as early as when he had just set foot on the mainland, his negotiations with this mortal mountain village were quite pleasant and crisp. At first, the simple villagers resolutely refused to accept Ling Zheng's gold and silver, but under Ling Zheng's repeated insistence, the villagers still accepted the gold and silver and divided it equally.

There are less than 30 households in the small mountain village, although the scale is not large, but because the land is fertile, close to the mountains and water, it is very convenient to go into the mountains to hunt and fish, but there is no need to worry about food and clothing. But the more gold and silver, the better, and because of this, they were very interested in this young man who seemed to be a little stubborn, but seemed to be very sensible.

The village chief is well-informed, and from Ling Zheng's temperament, it can be seen that he is not an ordinary person, so he has always treated each other with courtesy.

Ling Zheng planned to stay in the small mountain village for more than ten or twenty days, and while recovering his soul, he also needed to digest the realization he had gained from fighting against the masters of the Jindan Realm in the past few days. Now that he was getting closer and closer to the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Realm, he was almost one step away from the door, so Ling Zheng had been trying to find that opportunity.

Originally, he thought that even if he teleported in the formation for a whole month without sleep, he might not be able to reach Dengxian City. But perhaps because of the continuous use of long-distance teleportation arrays, his understanding and use of this formation has become more and more thorough and proficient, according to the teleportation formation he has mastered now, every time he uses it, the distance he teleports out is almost ten times that of when he first mastered this formation, so now Ling Zheng is no longer worried about the problem of not having enough time to go to Dengxian City.

Ling Zheng spent three hours building a wooden house near the end of the small mountain village, and then set up a formation ban and began to retreat. For five days, except for the occasional meal, wine and meat prepared by the village chief, he basically practiced quietly in the wooden house.

After five days, Ling Zheng's divine sense power was fully restored, and then he began to help the villagers do some farm work, helping them hunt and fish, except for his temperament, he was almost no different from ordinary young hunters and fishermen, and he also quickly mingled with some naughty teenagers in the mountain villages, and passed on the first chapter of the Spiritual Technique to them, so that they could practice diligently.

The first article of the Spiritual Technique may be a rotten thing in the cultivation world, but in the mortal world, it is extremely clever and profound, which makes several middle-aged people in the village who have been in the outside world feel that Ling Zheng is very unfathomable, what kind of martial arts master.

The days passed so plainly, and on the ninth day when Ling Zheng arrived in the mountain village, he had completely digested the insights he had gained in these days, and he was a little closer to the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Realm.

On this day, Ling Zheng, who had just finished planting seedlings for the old Zhang Tou family in the village, walked to his wooden house and was about to push the door in, but was stopped by a panicked and anxious voice:

"Brother Ling! Simaozi and a few of them have an accident!"

The child who shouted was named Donkey Danzi, and he was one of the few children in the small mountain village with good bones, and he got along with Ling Zheng very well these days.

Ling Zheng, who was about to enter the house, said with some doubts: "Don't worry, speak slowly." ”

Donkey Danzi's dark face was covered with sweat, and he obviously ran for a long time, and said breathlessly: "Something happened." Today, a few of us brought our guys, planning to go to the deep mountains of the village to hunt some good things, because it will be a village festival soon, and we want to give Brother Ling some good food. But I only hunted a pine dog today, and something happened!"

The pine dog is a relatively common beast in the northern region, generally living in the pine forests in the deep mountains, and the squirrels in the southern region, it does not look like a dog at all, but it can jump up and down and do everything, but it can bark like a dog, the meat is fresh and tender, and there is a faint rosin fragrance. But because of his cunning nature, he is as cunning as a fox and is not easy to catch, and it is a relatively rare mountain game in the mortal world of the Northern Regions.

"What did you encounter?"

Ling Zheng saw that Donkey Danzi was obviously frightened, reached out and pressed it on his shoulder, and slowly passed a trace of Attributeless True Yuan, Donkey Danzi's face looked better, and his speech became much more organized: "After the pine dog was stabbed by the four-haired spear and fell to the ground, his body first turned black, and then it became a bone in an instant, and his skin and flesh were gone. A few of them went up to take a look, but they fainted when they walked next to the pine dog, and they were almost out of breath!"

Ling Zheng's brows furrowed even tighter.

Before he entered the small mountain village, he had investigated the surrounding environment in advance, the mountain behind this mountain village, and the big river not far away, there was no breath of demon beasts inhabiting it. Now that such a thing has happened, it is obviously beyond the understanding of mortals, and it has something to do with the cultivation realm.

"Do you remember the road, how far is it from here?" Ling Zheng reached out and pressed it on the donkey's shoulder again.

The donkey egg didn't know why, so he nodded violently like garlic and said, "The distance of ten miles is about ten miles." ”

"Stand firm!"

After Ling Zheng finished speaking, he stood up in the air, grabbed the donkey Danzi's shoulder, and his body shot in the direction that the donkey Danzi was pointing at.

The donkey almost fainted with fright, and before he could get used to flying in the sky, Ling Zheng pointed down: "Is it around here?"

The distance of more than ten miles is really too close for Ling Zheng to be closer, and it won't take long to fly there.

Donkey Egg carefully observed the environment below, and then pointed to the east: "Over there, go two more miles." ”

Ling Zheng did as he was told, and then he saw several mountain village boys who had fallen in the middle of the pine forest.

He didn't rush down, but took out a bronze roulette wheel that looked very old from the storage ring, and began to take a closer look at the topography of the place.

The bronze roulette was given to him by Zhang Taiyan before leaving, and it is said to be an ancient artifact handed down by the ancestor of their White Array Gate, although the grade is not high, but it is full of spirituality.

Zhang Taiyan has already regarded Ling Zheng as the next head of the White Array Sect to cultivate, although this sect has always been sparsely populated, but every one of them in each generation is a powerful formation mage with amazing means. Like Gao Yuan, who was consumed alive by the elite masters of the Liang family two thousand years ago, he was the eldest disciple of Zhang Taiyan who planned to pass on the mantle. After Gao Yuan's death, Zhang Taiyan, as a master, wanted to avenge him, but after making the Liang family disgraced, he was almost wiped out by the old monsters of the Liang family, and it took two thousand years to recover his soul.

Ling Zheng, who was holding a bronze roulette wheel, carefully observed the terrain, and after a while, there was a touch of surprise in his eyes.

At first glance, the topography of this place is not unusual, but if you look closely at the bronze roulette wheel and the Broken Eye, you can immediately see that this mountain is a rare "hidden dragon land"!

There are many kinds of dragon veins in the continent, and the hidden dragon is undoubtedly the most suitable terrain for burying people. Being buried in this kind of place can not only make the body of the buried person permanent, but also bless future generations, and there are many wonders.

Obviously, this hidden dragon place is buried with people, and Simaozi and a few other teenagers who fainted happened to faint directly above the tomb.

However, if you look closely, there is no difference directly above the tomb, not to mention the grass and trees, and even the aura is more than other places.

In that kind of place, how could it be possible to drain the essence of a pine dog alive and let a few of them faint?

Ling Zheng and the donkey's eggs fell a little farther away, and then Ling Zheng told Simaozi to stand still and not move, while he summoned Wanjun Spear and cautiously approached the pine forest where Simaozi and the others fainted.

As soon as he stepped into the pine forest, Ling Zheng felt that something was wrong. His spiritual sense was abnormally sharp, and he instantly felt that there was a yin aura around him. Although the yin qi was a wisp, every trace and wisp was extremely pure, several times purer than the yin qi that lurked in Ning Ling'er's body and turned her into a zombie.

What the hell is going on?

Ling Zheng half-squinted his eyes and cautiously approached Simaozi and the others.

Seeing that he was about to walk to Simaozi and the others, Ling Zheng suddenly felt that the attributeless spirit veins in his body trembled like crazy, and he looked very uneasy, almost breaking out of his body.

He once again cast his delusional eye, and after seeing his surroundings clearly, cold sweat instantly overflowed from his forehead.

He unknowingly walked into a killing array!

Simaozi and the others happened to be in the most dangerous area of this killing array, and Ling Zheng was only one step away from that area.

He tentatively stretched the Wanjun gun in his hand forward, only to hear a loud "bang", the Wanjun gun seemed to be hit by an extremely powerful force, the kind of force that was transmitted, and Ling Zheng's entire arm exploded in pain.

How strong his physical body is, Ling Zheng knows very well, he can smash his arm, and if the strength is described, it is a little terrifying.

Ling Zheng had no doubt that as long as he took one step further, he would be torn to pieces by the killing array.

He tentatively retreated, and after feeling that his attributeless spirit veins had stopped trembling, he hurriedly ran the exorcism technique to take the four hairy people who had fainted from the most dangerous area of the killing array.

It is estimated that this killing array will only have an effect on beasts and cultivators, and will not use the true power of the killing array against mortals.

Ling Zheng stood in place for a long time, and after making sure that Simaozi and the others were okay, he bowed to the open space above the tomb, and then planned to go back to the village with Simaozi and the others, who had slowly woken up.

After Simaozi and a few of them woke up, they still felt tired, Ling Zheng knew that it was because of the loss of energy, and thought that the treatment of a few of you was much better than me and the pine dog that was drawn to the bones. So he told a few people not to come to this place in the future.

Listening to what Donkey Danzi said, the Simaozi in front of him, who could fly like a fairy, was even more convinced by Ling Zheng, and hurriedly began to pack tickets.

Halfway through, Ling Zheng hunted two fatter pine dogs by the way, wanting to let Simaozi and the others balance it.

But when he was about to walk to the village, Ling Zheng, who was dragging two pine dogs, suddenly heard a stiff and old voice in his ears:

"Get back. ”

Ling Zheng subconsciously turned around and looked over, and found that there was an incomparably pure black and yin power that was fleeting.

Immediately, the voice that had previously sounded in his ears said, "You can't run away." ”

Ling Zheng didn't think that the other party was talking big, and after handing over the two pine dogs to a few teenagers in the village, he said that he had left something in the previous place, and after telling a few people to go back and not talk nonsense, Ling Zheng turned around and returned to the pine forest.

Ling Zheng's speed this time was much faster than the last time he flew in the sky, and after a few breaths, he returned to the pine forest before.

In the area where Simaozi and the others had originally fainted, there were actually nine pure and shining yin evil forces that were slowly floating and coiling, but Ling Zheng didn't feel any killing intent in those few yin evil powers.

"Don't be afraid, the old man won't kill people casually. ”

The voice came from the ground before, and before Ling Zheng could react, a thick arm with yellow and black suddenly burst out from the ground below the nine yin powers.

After that, a burly and tall old man in old and tattered clothes slowly climbed out of the ground, and after seeing Ling Zheng, he said with a smile: "Hehe, I have slept for so many years, but I didn't expect to wake up and meet my peers." Boy, you're also a formation mage?"

Ling Zheng nodded, but he didn't relax his vigilance in his heart.

This man is not a living person, and judging by his breath, this person is a zombie. But compared to ordinary zombies, this old man is more like a living person.

The devil knows how many years this old man has been lying here.

Ling Zheng lamented in his heart, his luck was so good.