Chapter Thirty-Seven: Black Eats Black
Although the Hidden Dragon Stream is quite famous in this Flying Spirit Domain, no one can say how it was named. People only know that before the name of the Flying Spirit Domain was determined, this hidden dragon stream existed.
It had been three hours since Ling Zheng entered the Hidden Dragon Stream, and he hadn't seen anything related to dragons, but he was almost bitten by a few snow-crowned snakes.
The snow-crowned snake is a kind of demon beast, although its strength is only the third or fourth order of the Spirit Condensation Realm, its poison is very violent, and it is known as the one who will die under the Great Perfection of the Spirit Condensing Realm. This kind of demon beast is not only good at hiding and has an amazing speed, but its vitality is not ordinarily strong. Unless the gall bladder is removed or crushed, even if it is smashed flat, the snow-crowned snake will recover in a very short time.
In three hours, Ling Zheng harvested six snake galls of the snow-crowned snake, but he didn't even find a single spiritual medicinal herb.
This is not to say how bad Ling Zheng's luck is, but the spiritual medicinal materials on the periphery of this Hidden Dragon Stream are generally excavated by the swarms of cultivators who have not yet grown up. It's normal to not be able to find it, and if there are elixirs everywhere, that's a strange thing.
After three hours of continuous travel, although Ling Zheng was not injured in any way, he was also disgraced by those snow-crowned snakes. Suddenly seeing a stream in front of him, Ling Zheng walked over slowly, gently picked up a handful of water, and was about to wash his face.
But after scooping up the stream, Ling Zheng frowned.
Although the stream water didn't look unusual, Ling Zheng's sense of smell was extremely sensitive, and as soon as his nose moved, he could smell a faint, rust-like smell of blood emanating from the stream.
"The water is coming down from upstream, so something must have happened up there. β
Ling Zheng didn't bother to wash his face, he took out an invisibility talisman from the storage ring, hid his figure, and then felt that it was inappropriate, and directly suppressed his breath to a Cheng dΓΉ who was almost none.
I have to say that some of the characteristics possessed by his non-attribute spirit vein physique are really practical.
After that, in order to be more secure, Ling Zheng jumped up the tree and shuttled from tree to tree.
Along the way, Ling Zheng also encountered a lot of birds and monsters that lived in the trees, but because Ling Zheng was hiding his body and his aura was very weak, he easily avoided those demon beasts that were very sensitive to perception.
The stream was far from where he had been, and another three hours had passed, and it was getting dark.
And as Ling Zheng marched, the rumbling sound of the surrounding water became clearer and clearer.
Finally, Ling Zheng jumped out of the woods, and his eyes suddenly opened up.
After nightfall, the mist that shrouded the Hidden Dragon Stream disappeared, and it was the fifteenth full moon at this time, and everything was shrouded in bright moonlight.
Not far in front of Ling Zheng, there was a very large lake, and on the mountain wall at the end of the lake, there was a waterfall about thirty zhang high and four or five zhang wide hanging down from the mountain wall. The water of the waterfall hits the surface of the lake, making a rumbling sound like thunder.
This lake is supposed to be the source of the creek from before.
Ling Zheng, who was in a state of invisibility, looked at his surroundings with extreme vigilance, and his brows slowly furrowed.
The waterfall was flowing with red blood, revealing a strong smell of blood. Moreover, around this lake, there are a lot of blood stains that have dried up, as well as broken magic robes, Qiankun bags, and so on left by cultivators.
Even, at Ling Zheng's feet, there were a few white human finger bones scattered around, and there were even some meat scraps hanging on them, which were obviously left not long ago.
Ling Zheng thought with his knees, and he also knew that this lake was mostly a vicious place, so he acted more carefully.
He was about to approach the lake and take a closer look, when he suddenly heard several long howls in the distance. Subconsciously turned his head to look and found that three figures were flying over with rolling demonic energy, each of them with more or less injuries, looking a little wolf.
Ling Zheng hurriedly hid in a big tree and quietly observed the situation.
The three of them looked different, one looked like a young man, the other looked like a middle-aged man, and the last one was an old man who looked gray-haired but had fierce eyes.
The three of them are obviously all Demon Dao cultivators, but they have different costumes, and they don't belong to the Red Pink Palace, like Demon Dao cultivators.
Moreover, Ling Zheng discovered with his spiritual sense that these three people were all cultivators in the foundation building period!
After the three of them landed, the young man and the middle-aged looked like two people first glanced around carefully, and after confirming that there were no voyeurs around, they let out a sigh of relief.
"There's no one around, old ghost Ye, take out your things. The Demon Dao cultivator who looked like a young man had a feminine voice, and said, "In order to rob this thing, Chen Dazhu and I almost gave up our lives, so we have to see what we robbed." β
The middle-aged "Chen Dazhu" also nodded, silently wiping the bloodshot from the corners of his mouth.
The old man-looking demon cultivator known as "Old Ghost Ye" smiled and said, "Zhen Yue, you are really in too much of a hurry, since you have already grabbed the thing, are you afraid that it will fly away?"
The young man named Zhen Yue didn't have a smile on his face, and said, "Maybe it's true, those two old things from the Rune Sect were just ambushed by us for a while, and they weren't killed." It's hard to guarantee that the two of them won't find someone to hunt us down, so it's better to see things early and leave early. β
Old Ghost Ye looked helpless, shook his head, reached out and wiped the topaz belt around his waist, and took out a piece of something that was fiery red and the size of an egg, which looked a little irregular, but was like a crystal.
As soon as this thing appeared, it caused the surrounding heaven and earth aura fluctuations to become disordered, and even the temperature rose a lot.
After Zhen Yue saw this thing, a smile finally appeared on his face: "Hehe, those two old things of the Divine Rune Sect can't even dream of it, the news that they went to find this Red Flame Tiger Crystal Nucleus has been known to us in advance." They were lucky enough to get this crystal nucleus from a dead Red Flame Tiger without any effort. But this Red Flame Tiger Crystal Nucleus finally came to us, and I really can't say who was lucky. β
"That's nature. Old Ghost Ye looked at the Red Flame Tiger Crystal Nucleus in his hand, and his eyes flashed with fascination: "This Red Flame Tiger Crystal Nucleus is very complete, and if it is sold, it will be at least the price of three second-grade spiritual weapons." With those three second-grade spiritual weapons, each of us will have one, and our strength will definitely be able to improve a lot. β
Ling Zheng, who was quietly watching from the big tree not far away, was also staring at the fiery red red flame tiger crystal nucleus, and his palms were a little hot.
The Red Flame Tiger, a demon beast, has a powerful power that can rival the Jindan Stage cultivators when it reaches adulthood. This kind of monster beast is very vigilant, and when it is killed, it will explode its crystal nucleus after knowing that it can't escape, so it is difficult to get its crystal nucleus.
The power contained in the Red Flame Tiger Crystal Nucleus was extremely powerful, and it could push a first-order cultivator of the foundation building stage of a fire attribute spirit vein to the sixth order of the foundation building realm in one go. Moreover, the crystal nucleus of this Red Flame Tiger is also one of the raw materials of many Sanpin Pills, and it is quite widely used, so it is very sought-after.
Zhen Yue stared at the Red Flame Tiger Crystal Nucleus in Old Ghost Ye's hand with a smile, with a faint cold light in his eyes. Chen Dazhu was still silent, but he took a step back without a trace, and reached out to touch the storage necklace on his chest.
And after seeing the small movements of the two of them, the old ghost smiled slightly, and his behavior was very normal, so normal that it was a little abnormal.
Ling Zheng saw the demeanor and movements of the three of them in his eyes, looking at this tense situation, he expected that a fierce battle would break out between the three people who had previously belonged to the alliance relationship.
Most of the cultivators are extremely selfish and rarely preach morality, whether it is an immortal path cultivator or a demon path cultivator. Immortal Dao cultivators may pretend to be a pie for a while before doing dirty things, while Demon Dao cultivators don't even have the need to pretend.
Old Ghost Ye still looked calm on the surface, and the smile on his face did not diminish at all, and said, "Zhen Yue, Chen Dazhu, let's go." After leaving this Hidden Dragon Stream, sell this Red Flame Tiger Crystal Nucleus and avoid the limelight first. Alas, the gang of people in the Rune Gate are not very easy to mess with. β
"Good. Zhen Yue's eyes flashed, and he said, "However, Old Ghost Ye, you were not lightly injured before, why don't you hand over this Red Flame Tiger Crystal Nucleus to me and Chen Dazhu for safekeeping, so it's safer, what do you think?"
Chen Dazhu and Zhen Yue seemed to be standing in the same line, and nodded their heads.
Old Ghost Ye's smile disappeared: "Oh? I said that I would keep it, why don't you talk anymore?"
"I said that I wanted to be safe, what's the matter, you can't trust us, old ghost Ye?"
Zhen Yue said, a flash of light flashed in his hand, and a cyan flying knife more than three inches long appeared. Judging from the aura released from the flying knife, it was clearly a first-grade spiritual weapon.
"What, Zhen Yue, do you want to rob?" Old Ghost Ye's face changed and he took a few steps back.
Chen Dazhu still didn't speak, and took out three egg-sized iron balls from the storage necklace on his chest.
"It's all said and done, you actually understand, old ghost Ye. Zhen Yue played with the flying knife in his hand and said with a smile: "The three of us have teamed up before, and in order to snatch this Red Flame Tiger crystal nucleus, you have also suffered a lot of injuries." That's good, you leave this crystal nucleus, and Chen Dazhu and I will never embarrass you. β
Old Ghost Ye looked a little angry at first, and then said helplessly: "Okay, I'll give it to you, but you have to talk about it." β
"That's nature. Zhen Yue still fiddled with the flying knife in his hand and said, "Hand over the crystal nucleus and leave." β
After Ling Zheng saw that Old Ghost Ye handed over the Red Flame Tiger Crystal Nucleus to Zhen Yue, he turned around and walked in the direction of the big tree where he was hiding, and pinched an extremely strange handprint on his hand without a trace, only then did he understand that this old thing also had a back hand.
Not long after Ye Lao Ghost turned around, Zhen Yue also turned his head and glanced at Chen Dazhu not far behind him, and after the two looked at each other, Zhen Yue raised his hand and flew the cyan in his hand to the back of Ye Lao Ghost's head.
And the three iron balls in Chen Dazhu's hand turned around sharply in the process of flying towards Ye Lao Ghost, and hit Zhen Yue, who was stunned.
Only then did Zhen Yue realize that Chen Dazhu was not kind to him, and he was about to dodge, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. Immediately after, red vines burst out of his chest, instantly binding him into a strong knot.
"It's ...... Blood Spirit Vine!" Zhen Yue's face turned pale in an instant, and he roared angrily: "Old Ghost Ye......!
Before he finished speaking, he was enveloped by the red flames generated by the explosion of the three iron balls thrown by Chen Dazhu, and let out a burst of screams.
Old Ghost Ye dodged Zhen Yue's flying knife with a dodge, and then shook his hand and shot an iron fracture fan, wedged into Zhen Yue's chest alive.
After that, he turned to look at Zhen Yue with a gloomy smile.