The source of the Ghost River, on the shores of the black Crescent Lake.

Princess Dayue bowed slightly and said, "Mother, this is how the whole thing happened. They claimed to be the subordinates of King Qingji, and they had attracted the formation on the black island and had gone to the legendary ancient medicine field. ”

Standing opposite Princess Dayue is a young beautiful woman, her skin is very delicate, her eyes are sultry, a red jade belt is wrapped around her slender waist, her breasts and buttocks are very plump, her legs are exceptionally round, and most importantly, there are three fox tails on her tail!

She looks a little like Princess Dayue, not like Princess Dayue's mother, but like her sister!

"King Qingji's subordinates, two young men, a monk, and a mysterious beast. It's a bit interesting, King Qingji sent such a team to seize the Divine Treasure left by the Purple Gold Imperial Family, and she probably underestimated our other two clans too much!"

The Three-Tailed Fox King held his hands behind his back, with a sultry smile on his face, and his body exuded a surging aura, making all the other high-level beasts kneel under her.

Princess Dayue also knelt down on one knee and said, "Mother, didn't you go to bury the main mountain of the Divine Mountain? Why did you withdraw again? What happened?"

"Hmph! That main mountain is just a fake tomb, and someone has set up a killing game there, and several celestials of the human race have been seriously injured because of it. ”

The Three-Tailed Fox King recalled that he still had some lingering palpitations, and the killing situation in the main mountain was really terrifying. If she hadn't had a celestial body and died in the killing game instead of her, I am afraid it would be impossible for her to escape with her whole body.

"And what do we do now?" asked Princess Dayue.

The Three-Tailed Fox King stared at the small black island in the center of the lake and said, "Wait! Since they have gone in from here to find the psychic elixir, they will definitely come out from here." Wouldn't it be a wonderful thing for them to help us collect the medicine? They thought they had found the psychic medicine, but they didn't have the power to keep the psychic medicine at all, they just made a wedding dress for us!"

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This dark world seemed boundless, as if there was no end at all, there was no grass on the ground, and there was no life, if it weren't for the fact that he had encountered a psychic medicine earlier, Ning Xiaochuan would even suspect that he had come to the burial place of the Purple Gold Emperor.

After walking for six days, he finally found a psychic elixir.

The psychic medicine grew on the ice-covered cliff wall, like a cyan vine, more than twenty zhang long, with cyan leaves the size of a fan, exuding an emerald color.

Before he got closer, Ning Xiaochuan smelled a faint medicinal fragrance!

"Evergreen Spirit Vine. Legend has it that the evergreen spirit vine only grows one zhang long every hundred years, and this evergreen spirit vine is more than twenty zhang long, isn't it already growing for more than two thousand years?" Ning Xiaochuan suppressed the joy in his heart, walked cautiously, and slowly approached the evergreen spirit vine.

Generally speaking, miracle medicine can be channeled after growing for thousands of years and turned into a "psychic miracle drug". The "psychic medicine" that has grown for more than 2,000 years is even rarer, and the spirituality is definitely more powerful, which is not comparable to ordinary psychic medicine.

"The main effect of the medicinal properties of the evergreen spirit vine is to increase the longevity of the warrior. This evergreen spirit vine is more than 2,000 years old, which is enough to give a warrior another twenty years. If the Evergreen Spirit Vine is refined into a human-level pill, it can even extend the life of a martial artist for forty years. ”

The effects of each psychic medicine are different, some can prolong life, some can heal injuries, and some can improve cultivation!

It is also very important to collect psychic medicine, and if it is collected by force, it is likely that the psychic medicine will be damaged.

Ning Xiaochuan quietly walked to the top of the cliff, and suddenly, the evergreen spirit vine felt the breath on his body, and two humanoid legs grew out of the root, just like a long cyan snake escaping into the distance.

"Still want to escape?"

Ning Xiaochuan's palm spit out a circle of "Yin and Yang Open Fire", turning into a ring of flames, forming a ball of flames, trapping the evergreen spirit vine in the center of the flame.

For the mind cultivator, using the Xuanhuo to trap the psychic medicine is the best way to collect it.

Because, Xuanhuo is the nemesis of the psychic medicine, once it is trapped in Xuanhuo, there is no chance to escape.

"Smack!"

The evergreen spirit vine kept fighting back, wanting to rush out of the yin and yang flames.

Ning Xiaochuan made a big handprint, entered the fireball, caught the evergreen spirit vine, and threw it into the Xuanling wooden box that had been prepared a long time ago.

The Xuanling Wooden Box is the best vessel for storing psychic medicine, which can not only lock the power of the psychic medicine, but also allow the psychic medicine to survive forever.

"Smack!"

The Xuanling wooden box was closed and put into the Qiankun cloth bag by Ning Xiaochuan.

"There are really a lot of psychic medicines here, if it is in other places in the Great Wilderness, I am afraid that I can't find a single one within a radius of 100,000 miles. Ning Xiaochuan's heart thought so.

"Wow!"

In the direction of the north, a white pillar of light rushed to the sky, forming a thin white line on the horizon, connecting the ground and the sky!

"The distress signal sent by Situ Jing, he is in danger!" Ning Xiaochuan's face turned pale, and a pair of light wings spread out on his back, flying towards the north at a high speed.

Half an hour later, Ning Xiaochuan broke through the steep cliff stone forests, fell to the ground, slowly walked towards the black mist, found a purple spear, and there were several drops of bright red blood on the ground.

Purple Dragon Spear!

Situ Jing's gun.

Ning Xiaochuan pulled out the purple dragon spear from the ground, and activated the vitality to his eyes, exhaling two rays of xia qi from his pupils, and his eyesight immediately increased tenfold, carefully observing the surroundings.

"It seems that this world is not only psychic medicine, but also some other dangerous things!"

On all sides are towering cliffs, thick with ice and black mist between them. The whole world is very cold, and every wisp of mist seems to be able to freeze people's souls.

"Dada!"

Ning Xiaochuan carried the purple dragon spear and walked towards the depths of the black mist, and every hundred meters, he could find some blood stains on the ground.

I don't know how long I walked, Ning Xiaochuan heard a faint footstep behind him, and the martial arts vitality was immediately injected into the purple dragon spear, and the purple spear swallowed out lightning light, and stabbed out behind him with a shot.

The tip of the purple dragon spear pierced the center of Monk Tan Qian's eyebrows, and the difference of only one inch would pierce Monk Tan Qian's big bald head.

"Amitabha! Master Ning, what are you doing? Scared the poor monk to death!" Monk Tan Qian held his breath, his whole body tensed, and he didn't dare to move.

Ning Xiaochuan put away the purple dragon spear, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "The black fog here is a bit strange, suppressing my mental power, and I can only judge whether there is an enemy approaching through my ear power." Monk, why did you come here? When you see me, can you say hello first, so as not to cause accidental injury? ”

Monk Tan Qian said: "I also saw the distress signal of Situ Shi and immediately rushed over, but I didn't expect to see a person who looked very similar to you just walking outside, so I naturally went up to say hello! Fortunately, the poor monk escaped quickly, otherwise how could he have a chance to stand in front of Lord Ning Shi?"

"After walking into the black mist, I saw a figure who looked very much like you, and without saying a word, I took out a Buddhist scripture and tried to press it on top of his head. However, the Buddhist scriptures of the poor monk have not been suppressed, but you have stabbed them first. ”

Monk Tan Qian took out a purple cover of the Buddhist scriptures from his sleeve, obviously, he really wanted to press the Buddhist scriptures on the top of Ning Xiaochuan's head just now.

Ning Xiaochuan naturally believed that Monk Tan Qian was telling the truth, frowned slightly, and said, "You said, you saw a figure that looked very similar to me outside?"

"That's right! "Monk Tan Qian said.

Ning Xiaochuan said: "Then what you encounter should be the 'Blood-Devouring Transformation Grass'." ”

"The psychic medicine that can improve the cultivation of martial artists, 'Blood-devouring Transformation Grass'?" Monk Tan Qian originally had a sad face, but after hearing the psychic medicine, he came to his spirit again, and his eyes shone brightly.

Ning Xiaochuan looked around vigilantly and said, "The Blood Devouring Transformation Grass can devour the blood qi of a martial artist and increase his own Dao Practice. Since it didn't succeed just now, it will definitely strike again. Why don't you make a bait, master, and lure out that blood-devouring transformation grass, and I'll clean it up. After getting the Blood-Devouring Shape Grass, we split it equally. ”

"Okay! That's it!" said the monk Tan Qian.

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Monk Tan Qian walked on the empty earth, holding a Buddhist scripture in his hand, reciting the Buddhist scriptures, and at the same time exposing a pair of white and tender fleshy shoulders to the outside of the Buddha's clothes, as if he was afraid that the blood-devouring grass would not come to eat him.

"My meat is very fragrant, come and eat it! My meat is very sweet, come and eat it......" Monk Tan Qian's mouth kept reading.

Ning Xiaochuan was hidden in the dark, his body blending with the stones on the cliff, and he looked in the direction of Monk Tan Qian from a distance.

It didn't take long for a man who looked like Situ Jing to come out of the black mist and cautiously wander around Monk Tan Qian, trying to attract Monk Tan Gan's attention.

As soon as Monk Tan Qian raised his head, he saw Situ Jing's figure, his face was happy, and he chased after him, "Master Situ, the poor monk is coming to you!"

Monk Tan Qian had just caught up with him, and the body of a man who looked very much like Situ Jing suddenly burst open, turning into a blood-red mist, and a huge blood-devouring grass could be faintly seen growing in the blood mist.

There were a total of thirty-two blades of grass, each of which was tens of meters long, like blood-red knife blades, like a whirlwind, winding Monk Tanqian into the blades of grass, trying to tear his body apart.

"Boom!"

Ning Xiaochuan immediately rushed out of the stone wall, condensed a Yuan Qi Battle Sword in his hand, and slashed towards the blade of grass that was wrapped around the Tanqian monk.

"Whoa!"

The combat power of the Blood-Devouring Transformation Grass was not weaker than Ning Xiaochuan, comparable to the powerhouse of the Heavenly Ladder Realm.

Every blade of grass was as hard as iron, sharp as a knife, and dozens of blades of grass slashed towards Ning Xiaochuan at the same time, full of murderous aura and knife aura, giving people the feeling of entering a sea of sword mountains and fire!