Just as Li Haixuan turned around and wanted to move his steps, something happened that he never imagined.

A soft call suddenly came from behind him.

Ji!

The voice is delicate, with a weakness that is easily detectable.

The voice entered his ears, Li Haixuan's eyebrows immediately lifted, he could hear it, it was the voice of the phantom demon.

It seems to be calling itself.

Li Haixuan immediately stopped, turned his head, and looked at the location of the phantom demon behind him with a rather curious expression.

Although he had long heard that the phantom demon was a rare intelligent demon beast in the chakra realm, this kind of behavior of taking the initiative to talk to the human monk also made Li Haixuan feel fresh.

Maybe it was Li Haixuan's words when he left, which was understood by the phantom demon.

The hostility on the face of the phantom demon was obviously much lighter, it first licked its three cubs, and then the black fox pupils glanced at Li Haixuan again.

Then the phantom demon, with his child, staggered towards a muddy place with dense bushes at the edge of the depression.

There was a path that barely allowed one person to pass.

The phantom demon walked to the path, glanced back at Li Haixuan, and then disappeared into the beast path.

"Is it telling me to keep up with it?" Li Haixuan had a strange expression on his face, looking at the bushes where the phantom demon disappeared, his face was very exciting.

He had heard many rumors that human monks were able to communicate with demon beasts in harmony, but that was too unusual.

Unless it is a demon beast that has been domesticated since childhood, it is difficult for the demon beasts in the outside world to believe in human monks.

It seems that Li Haixuan's behavior made the phantom demon let down his guard.

But it's one thing to let your guard down, what's the deal with this strange behavior of the phantom?

What's in that muddy place? What does the phantom want to do? A strong curiosity drove Li Haixuan.

"Go see?" Li Haixuan muttered, but in the end, he didn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, and hurriedly followed the path of the disappearance of the phantom demon.

With the current state of the phantom demon, it is obviously impossible to harm him, which makes Li Haixuan very relieved of his safety, so he chose to enter that mysterious area.

The place where the phantom demon dwells is a low-lying place where spiritual energy gathers.

And this muddy area, at the back of the depression, is hidden by a thick shrub, if you don't go into the bushes, you wouldn't have thought that there is such a mysterious area behind the depression.

It's just that the beast path that can provide passage for the phantom demon and its cubs is still a little too narrow for Li Haixuan.

He had to bend down on the dark, damp path, and there were thorny bushes all around him, which hooked his already somewhat tattered clothes even more to tatters.

If it weren't for the estimated phantom demon in front of him, Li Haixuan would have burned this shrub with a fire.

In the end, I thought about it and held back.

"Don't hurt its children." With a sigh, Li Haixuan continued to keep up with the phantom demon.

The phantom demon didn't walk fast because he was too seriously injured, probably because he was worried that Li Haixuan wouldn't be able to keep up, so he had to pause from time to time, and glanced back with dark eyes, confirming that Li Haixuan could keep up with him before continuing to walk forward.

After walking all the way deeper, after walking for about a stick of incense, the surrounding vegetation became denser and the light became more and more dim, and the phantom demon stopped.

Only then did Li Haixuan realize that the place where the phantom demon was going to take him was a narrow crack in the ground that had been completely submerged by all kinds of lush vegetation.

The entrance to the crack is in the middle of two huge rocks about 20 zhang high, like two small hills.

The gap is very narrow, about half a zhang wide, and the cliffs on both sides are covered with a thick layer of moss.

As soon as he stopped here, Li Haixuan felt a breath of pure spiritual power rushing towards him.

This made Li Haixuan's eyes light up, and then his chest expanded and he took a deep breath, and the air containing spiritual energy entered his lungs, and the whole body felt the indescribable Shu Tai, and every pore in his body seemed to be relaxed, and even the blood boiling after the battle just now slowly calmed down, and his brain was clear.

"What a pure aura." Li Haixuan couldn't help but marvel, of course he knew that the source of the aura was that crack in the ground.

Immediately, he activated the spiritual power of his innate spirit urn, his eyes flashed blue, and he looked at the dark crack in the ground.

Streams of aura, which are difficult to see with the naked eye, are like fountains, constantly spurting out from the cracks in the ground.

This scene made Li Haixuan's face look strange.

The density of this spiritual power was simply unheard of for him, and the largest spiritual vein branch of the outer gate of the Lanyue Gate was probably nothing more than that.

"How did the phantom find this place?" is in the midst of Li Haixuan's exclamation.

The phantom had already ripped open the vegetation in front of the crack in the ground and entered with his child.

Li Haixuan hurriedly cleaned up his mood and kept up, he became more curious about the place where the phantom demon was going to take him.

The passage of the crack in the ground is all the way down, and the moment he steps inside, Li Haixuan can clearly feel the coolness transmitted by the surrounding environment to his skin.

The temperature here is much lower than that of the outside world.

The cave was pitch black, but it didn't affect Li Haixuan's vision in the slightest.

Slowly, as he gradually deepened, Li Haixuan faintly heard the sound of gurgling water from the depths of the cracks in the ground.

Ding dong!

The crisp sound became the only sound in the dead silence.

Finally, under the leadership of the phantom demon, one man and four beasts stopped at the end of the crack.

Li Haixuan looked at this spacious underground space, which was almost fifty zhang square and more than twenty zhang high.

Not far from his feet, there was an arm-thick stream of water, like a ribbon that surrounded the underground space in the darkness, and finally flowed into a crack in the ground, disappearing into the dark river.

Looking at the water stream, Li Haixuan's face was even more surprised, and he could clearly feel the terrifying aura content in the water.

Obviously, the source of the aura that enveloped the entire space in the ground was floating out of this water ribbon.

Li Haixuan immediately bent down, used the palm of his hand as a scoop, and scooped up a pool of clear spring.

Crash! The water splashed, and the cold touch came from the palm of the hand.

Li Hai Xuanding looked at the liquid in his palm, his eyes burst with essence, and the concentration of aura contained in this flowing water had reached a terrifying level.

Immediately, he looked at the place where the flowing water had disappeared, as if he understood something.

"It turns out that this is the source of Changling's aura, the spiritual vein." Gently putting down the liquid in his hand, still lost between his five fingers, Li Haixuan raised his eyes and looked around.

In his mind, the spiritual power distribution map of the Changling Mountain Range that he had memorized on the high mountain before faintly overlapped with the direction in which the flowing water in front of him disappeared.

Li Haixuan was amazed, and the phantom demon had already walked to the center of the underground space, where there was a spring the size of a millstone, which was constantly gushing out from the ground.

Dragging its badly wounded body, the phantom leaned down and gulped down several sips of spring water, and its tired eyes regained some light.

This scene was all watched by Li Haixuan.

"That spring is the source of the spiritual veins." Li Haixuan suddenly realized, no wonder the phantom demon wanted to come here, under the premise of no elixir, pure aura is the best elixir to heal wounds.

After the phantom demon finished drinking, he also glanced back at Li Haixuan, or rather, at the few blood marks on his chest.

It was the wound he left after being severely injured by He Li's sword talisman, and the meaning was self-evident.

It brought Li Haixuan here just because he wanted him to use this spiritual spring to heal his wounds, as a reward for his help.

Its wisdom is not low, how do you know that Li Haixuan's wound looks scary, but in fact, it hurts the muscles and bones.

But people had good intentions, Li Haixuan couldn't refuse, and after a little hesitation, he walked to the spring of the spring, followed its appearance, and drank several large mouthfuls of spiritual spring.

The entrance of the spring water is sweet and clear, and the rich aura contained in it makes Li Haixuan's eyes full of fine light.

"If you can cultivate here, your cultivation speed will be doubled." Li Haixuan was amazed.

It's a pity that the speed at which a monk can absorb spiritual power is limited by the Innate Spirit Pot, and even if this is an excellent place to cultivate, it is impossible for you to ignore this restriction.

At most, it will make you faster than the outside world.

Of course, that doesn't negate the benefits of this spiritual eye.

"If it weren't for the sake of getting the spiritual weapon, I would really want to live here." Li Haixuan was a little moved.