A gray-white necromancer fog shrouded the silent and secluded abyss of bones, with only the occasional crow or two, signaling that there was still living creature in the place.

Under the mist of dead souls, next to the pile of white bones, Mo Yuan raised his head and stood under a white "white bone tree".

The White Bone Tree, this is the name that Mo Yuan gave to the strange trees in the White Bone Abyss, named after its bone-colored bark.

The White Bone Abyss is a long and narrow valley, as if it has been chopped out by a giant axe, and the existence of these white bone trees can be seen on the cliffs on both sides of the bare rock wall and the strange rocks, which is not a rare thing.

At this moment, Mo Yuan stood under the tree, raised his head and looked at a fruit hanging down from the tree, thoughtful.

The skin of these fruits is white, almost the same color as the white of the bark, and there are tiny green lines on them, like the blood vessels of the fruit.

From time to time, some hideous ghosts appear on the surface of the skin of the white fruit, and there are ghost sounds of crying or laughing, as if there are evil ghosts imprisoned inside, which looks very weird.

Mo Yuan had never seen this kind of fruit before, nor had he seen this fruit in any classics, but everything has its own reason for existence, and Mo Yuan wanted to study the usefulness of this fruit at this moment.

After standing here for a while, Mo Yuan was not completely fruitless.

He noticed a strange thing, as he approached the bone tree, the ghost face that used to appear every few breaths on the fruit was gone, and even the strange sound disappeared.

The fruit is like a living creature.

After some experimentation, Mo Yuan found that this had nothing to do with him, the real reason came from the "Great Compassion Mantra" that he was talking about, as long as the Great Compassion Mantra stopped, the fruit would soon return to its original state, and the ghost face would resurface.

"It seems that the Great Compassion Mantra is really a bit miraculous, it's okay in the future, you can recite it more, maybe one day you will really become a Buddha!" Mo Yuan was joking with himself in his heart.

In this ghostly place, he could only joke with himself, after all, it was impossible to joke about this strange fruit.

Looking at the fruit that began to talk nonsense again for a while, Mo Yuan thought about it, and brushed his right hand on the spirit beast bag on his waist, and a small snake with thin black silk threads in the turquoise color appeared.

The little snake had fallen asleep in a ball, but when it appeared, it seemed to sense the danger lurking in the air, and instantly raised its head alertly, hissing and spitting out the snake letter.

Mo Yuan grabbed the snake by the neck, lifted it up, and came to the fruit.

After some investigation, he had determined that although the fruit made a sound, it was not dangerous.

The little snake stared at the fruit for a while, and the snake letter kept swallowing, and finally the neck stretched forward, as if to eat the fruit.

Seeing this, Mo Yuan took it back, allowing him to keep spitting snake letters in his hands in protest.

"Is this thing really edible?"

Mo Yuan stared and thought for a while, then looked at the reaction of the little snake in his hand, and finally picked the fruit with one hand and approached the little snake.

This little thing didn't know how polite it was, and bit it down, two sharp fangs bit on the fruit, and the little snake didn't have any extra movements, so the fruit quickly dried up, and in the end, only a shriveled peel was left in Mo Yuan's hand, and the little snake retracted his teeth with satisfaction.

Mo Yuan pinched his hand, and the shriveled peel made a crisp sound, directly turning into a cloud of white powder, floating in the air.

Looking at the falling powder, Mo Yuan lifted the little snake and put it in front of him, the little snake spit out the snake letter at him, as if it was currying favor with him, Mo Yuan ignored these small movements of it, and stared left and right for a while, but nothing abnormal.

After thinking about it, Mo Yuan waved his hand again, and after the flash of inspiration, a big black turtle appeared on the ground.

As soon as the big turtle appeared, its head instantly retracted into its shell and closed it tightly, leaving only a thin slit, and two eyes the size of mung beans were hidden inside, looking outside through the slit, extremely cautious.

Mo Yuan couldn't help but have a few black lines on his forehead, it was the sniffing snake, looking at the cowardice of the iron-eating turtle, the snake's body was also writhing, spitting out snake letters, and expressing his contempt for the iron-eating turtle with body language.

Mo Yuan was too lazy to take care of the Iron Turtle, but he saw a spiritual light shoot out of his hand, and a fruit fell from the tree into his hand, he didn't hesitate, and directly approached the Iron Turtle.

Seeing this, the tortoise shell cracked a crack, the black head poked out a small section from it, and the two mung bean-sized eyes stared at the fruit for a while, and then moved back and forth between the fruit and Mo Yuan, and finally saw that Mo Yuan had no extra orders, so he retracted his head again, and the turtle shell was closed again.

Seeing that the iron turtle didn't eat it, Mo Yuan shook his head and felt a little lost, so he handed the fruit to the little snake again, and watched it suck the fruit dry.

"A monster beast with such a longevity as a turtle doesn't eat this thing, so I'd better not try it." Mo Yuan regretted dispelling the dangerous idea of trying the taste of this fruit in his heart.

Although domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers, things like fruits have to be reversed.

Waving his hand to put the iron-eating turtle back into the storage bag, Mo Yuan shot out a few rays of spiritual light again, and the few remaining fruits on the tree all fell, and finally became the food in the mouth of the little snake.

"Better don't waste it on me!"

Looking at the small mouth of the non-stop sniffing spirit snake, Mo Yuan felt a little envious in his heart.

Since this little thing eats this thing, then this fruit must be good for it, and I don't know what that benefit is.

After picking all the fruits from the surrounding white bone trees, Mo Yuan hurried forward again, and encountered the fruits again on the way, so he had to pick them and throw them to the little snake.

Not long after Mo Yuan left, a crow chirped in the Dead Soul Mist, and finally a crow with black feathers and white eyes flew out of the fog and landed on the tree.

Looking at the empty white bone tree, the crow's white eyes seemed to widen a little, and it flew up and circled, looking for several trees one after another, but it couldn't find a single fruit. Eventually, a few shrill roars were left in the fog, followed by a flap of wings and the disappearance of the necromancer fog once more.

Here, after Mo Yuan left after picking the fruit, he headed in the direction of the periphery, but every time he walked, he found something else wrong.

"What is this?" Looking at the situation in front of him, Mo Yuan frowned slightly, and he hesitated in his heart.

In front of him, on the ground that should have been covered with white bones, a large pit suddenly appeared, and there were no white bones in the big pit, but on both sides of the big pit, there were tall white bones.

The big pit in front of me is incompatible with the surrounding environment, and it is obviously new.

But the problem is that this big pit does not look like it was caused by the battle, but it looks like someone deliberately dug it, and before digging it, the white bones on the ground were deliberately swept to both sides.

"Who's going to come here and dig a big hole if they're fine?" Mo Yuan's heart was full of question marks, and no matter how he used his imagination, he couldn't find a suitable reason to come out.

"No matter who he is, he has to be careful next, those who dare to come here must at least be brave and artistic."

Mo Yuan couldn't think of a reason, so he didn't think about it directly, and after carefully looking around, and after not finding any hidden dangers, he quickly accelerated his pace and left here with the idea that more things are better than less things.

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"Senior Brother Qiong, the Hehuan Sect is separated by several countries from the Yue Kingdom, how could their people appear here, have you ever received any news before?"

In the center of the ruins, Nangong Wan and the old monster stood in front of an attic, the attic was shrouded in light, and the brilliance on it was flowing, and there was obviously a good formation ban.

While Nangong Wan looked at the attic in front of her, she asked the old monster next to her.

"Who knows how those demon cubs came here, although our Moon Covering Sect is from the Hehuan Sect, we have already drawn a clean line with them." The old monster shook his head, he had no interest in those people in the Hehuan Sect.

"I heard that not long ago, at the Luoyun auction of Yuanwu Kingdom, a string of soul-nourishing wood necklaces from the Falling Infant Ruins appeared, these demon cubs appeared here, maybe the Hehuan Sect is fighting the idea of this ruins." He freely voiced his guesses.

As a sect in Tiannan, the Hehuan Sect has an old monster in the late Yuan Infant period, so it would not be surprising if they had any thoughts about the ruins of the Fallen Infant.

After all, even a monk can get a treasure like the Soul Nourishing Wood here, which is enough to prove that in the deeper part of the ruins, where the monk can't explore, there must be better treasures.

If the Yuanying of the Hehuan Sect makes a move in the later stage, this relic will not be able to stop it, it is really hard to say.

"Alright, no matter those demon cubs, let's see how we can break through this formation." The old monster looked at the glowing light mask in front of him, and his face showed a rare solemn look.

The owner of this Luoying ruin, he doesn't know what kind of killing talent he is, the formation he set up, there are few trapped formations, and there are many killing formations.

If anyone dares to force their way into the formation, they will either succeed in breaking through or die under the killing formation, and there will be few other results.

The formation shrouded in the attic in front of him is also a killing formation, and the Jiedan monk is forced to break through, and it is easy to overturn, before, it is not that the Jiedan monk has fallen here.

"Senior sister, you wait here, I'll try it first. If you can't break through, you can use the Vermilion Bird Ring to fix a space, and then I can come out safely with the invisible escape method. ”

After thinking for a while, Nangong Wan tapped her head.

"It's okay, senior brother, be careful."

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