Chapter 17 The Blessed Land of the Sinkhole

Of course, that elixir was by no means an immortal elixir, although Fang Ling was only observing it from a distance, judging by the appearance of the elixir and the fragrance that had not been completely converging, that elixir was only a thing refined by a third-level pill formula.

Although the third-level Danfang is a rare treasure for martial artists and ordinary people who can't do alchemy, it is nothing to an immortal sect disciple.

However, there were also a large number of small sects in the cultivation realm, many of which were also lacking in medicinal materials, and it was not easy to refine the pill refining weapon, so Fang Ling did not directly believe that the huge immortal was cheating, but he felt that he was quite suspicious.

After the last person drank the altar water, the altar water was almost dry, the disciples of Tianyuanmen carried the altar away, and the huge immortal walked towards the main hall with the new and old masters, and the pope's ceremony came to an end.

Therefore, everyone went to the residence halfway up the mountainside, where they could spend a small amount of silver taels to live there for a day or two, burn incense and pray for blessings, and many people hoped to be favored by the great immortals and conclude a fairy relationship.

In the midst of the surging crowd, Fang Ling walked towards a young disciple on the side of the corridor and asked with a smile, "Little brother, where is the sinkhole, we want to go and take a look." ”

The young disciple was only 17 or 8 years old, his little face was still a little green, and he was obviously stunned when he saw Fang Ling followed by two stunning women, and then waved his hand again and again: "Tiankeng is the forbidden place of our Tianyuan Gate, and outsiders are not allowed to go there. ”

"Oh, forbidden land?" Fang Ling was a little surprised.

The young disciple said solemnly: "In this sect, only people above the elder level can go down to the sinkhole, and the sinkhole is a thousand feet deep, if the cultivation is not enough, it is impossible to go down." ”

Fang Ling's heart moved when he heard this, and he said with a smile: "Listening to the tone of the little brother, it seems that you have been outside the sinkhole." The three of us came from afar, not for anything else, but to see if the sinkhole had a dense forest as the legend suggests. ”

The young disciple had no scheming, and was taken by Fang Ling's words, and immediately said proudly: "I also took a look at the periphery of the sinkhole under the leadership of my senior brother, there is a dense forest, and every tree below is so thick that it can be hugged by a few people, if people who don't know see it, they think that the trees there have grown for thousands of years." And I heard from my senior brother that there are some rare spiritual grasses growing under the sinkhole, each of which is worth a thousand gold. ”

Fang Ling nodded again and again when he heard this, and asked a few more words casually, but the young disciple didn't seem to know much about the Tiankeng, Fang Ling said goodbye after he couldn't inquire about anything, and after leaving the mountain gate, Song Ying'er asked, "Your Highness, then let's go back home like this?"

"I'm very interested in the Heavenly Pit, and if my guess is correct, the magic weapon that fell into the mortal world is still in this Heavenly Pit!" Fang Ling said with a playful smile.

"What, the magic weapon is still in the sinkhole?" Song Ying'er was taken aback and asked Xiao Xue, "Uncle Shi, what do you think?"