While he was still talking, Zhang Yuxuan had already walked up to Yan Qingli and began to use his Dao skills on him. Yan Qingli only felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if something had entered his body.

Zhang Yuxuan smiled strangely, and muttered to himself in his heart, "I don't know what your kid is thinking." ”

So Zhang Yuxuan explained to Yan Qingli: "This Dao technique is created by Poor Dao, called Sleepy Heart Technique, this Dao technique can only be unlocked by me, and every once in a while I have to cast a spell to relieve the side effects for you, otherwise you will die of heartache." A wicked smile appeared on Zhang Yuxuan's face, and the conspiracy succeeded.

"Baby, you still want to fight with the poor road, you are still too tender."

With that, Zhang Yuxuan turned around and walked straight away, meditating on his stone bed. Yan Qingli hadn't reacted yet, but when he reacted, he found that he had been controlled by Zhang Yuxuan.

"Master, how dare I betray you, Master, but Master, you haven't said yet, what do you want me to help me, boy." Yan Qingli didn't dare to complain, so she could only continue to lick her dog and ask.

"Oh, didn't I say it, I thought I did. In that case, I'll say it again. First of all, the first medicinal herb, called the Blood Bone Worm, must be there outside, but I don't know where it is. The second flavor is called the Jade Bone Lotus, I know where this is, go east at the entrance of the cave, there is a glacial lake there, right down there. The third is the ghost, this, you will capture a ghost alive and come back, if you can't catch it alive, then you will just die. Finally, there is another medicine introduction, forget it, you go to find those first, and I will wait for you to come back. After saying this, Zhang Yuxuan began to settle down. And what he said, which he said very quickly, was obviously due to some factors that caused him to be unable to wake up at a certain time on a certain day.

In fact, Yan Qingli discovered this unreasonable place five days ago. The time for Zhang Yuxuan to meditate is not at night, but at noon, when the yang energy is at its heaviest. It's just that Yan Qingli wasn't sure that he could kill Zhang Yuxuan, so he just watched and didn't choose to do it.

Yan Qingli came to the entrance of the cave, the boulder at the entrance of the cave had already been shattered by Zhang Yuxuan's punch, and there were still groups of strange ghosts walking outside the cave.

Yan Qingli's heart was pounding, his feet stepped out of the hole, he held his breath, walked a few steps, and the strange ghosts outside the cave really didn't notice him. I was in too much of a hurry last time, but this time Yan Qingli finally had the opportunity to observe these ghosts.

The ghosts were originally human, but they were turned into half-human, half-demon humanoid monsters by witchcraft, maintaining the miserable state of death, their bodies were wearing the clothes they had before death, their skin had become dark and rotten, and their eyes had rotted and fallen off. Several wraiths in front of him were gnawing at their own kind, black rotting blood flowing on the ground, emitting a very foul smell.

Yan Qingli walked out with confidence and began to walk east. He wanted to go east first, looking for the medicinal materials in the Danfang as he went. Among them, the blood bone worm is a living thing, living in white bones, and in this abyss, the most important thing is the bones. Yan Qingli was about to collect blood bone worms while walking east, so Yan Qingli began to rummage through Xun Yuan's bones.

There are not only corpses and bones under the abyss, but also various magic weapons and magic weapons that have been destroyed or semi-destroyed. Yan Qingli's wind scar dagger had already been taken away by Zhang Yuxuan, and he didn't have the weapon he had in hand.

Yan Qingli's luck has always been good, and after walking less than a dozen miles, Yan Qingli has already picked up a knife in good condition. In addition to this knife, there is also a small gourd, made of purple jade, which is extremely small and exquisite, about the size of a palm. The others can't be said to be unusable, only that they really can't be used. This knife was also pulled out by Yan Qingli in the depths of the pile of bones.

The handle of the knife that Yan Qingli picked up was dark gold, the handle was tied with gold thread silk, the blade was two feet long, about nine catties in weight, and the word "Yanfeng" was engraved on it. Although it was a knife he had picked up, Yan Qingli liked it very much, not only because of his good looks, but also because his weight and the length of the knife body were very suitable. But the most important thing is his name, because he is very familiar with this name, Jiang Xiaoyun's hometown is in Hengyang Yanfeng.

So Yan Qingli hung a purple jade gourd on his left waist, carried the knife on his shoulder with his right hand, and wore a black robe and black cloak.

Yan Qingli picked up the bones on the side of the road with Yanfeng as he walked, and looked extremely quickly to see if there were any blood and bone worms in the bone marrow.

Yan Qingli had never seen such a thing as a blood bone worm, so he mainly looked at whether there were any worms in the bone marrow, as long as it was an insect, he would catch it and put it in his pocket, but from the entrance of the cave to the present, he walked for more than ten miles and did not find any living creatures other than ghosts.

Yan Qingli was a little bored, walked more than ten miles, and was a little tired, Yan Qingli fell asleep next to the corpse on the side of the road. In his sleep, he entered the world of his dreams again.

The ghost chased Yan Qingli, Yan Qingli fled in a hurry, he ran away from him and chased him, and it was difficult to fly. The last time I had this dream was at home in Beirong Village, and the words "Great Wall North" appeared on my arm. Now he is here, but what is there?

Yan Qingli's dream was almost the same as last time, only the ending was different, this time he ran away with a little girl, and the little girl ran to the halfway point and reached her feet, so Yan Qingli ran with the little girl in her arms, but in the end, the two of them were still caught by ghosts and ate their corpses.

Yan Qingli, who was dreaming, did not wake up, but frowned, her lips trembled, and her body trembled.

In the middle of the night, Yan Qingli suddenly heard the sound of rustling, Yan Qingli suddenly opened his eyes, reached out to hold the Yanfeng knife, arched his body, and looked around.

In the darkness, Yan Qingli saw a vague shadow, like a ghost. Yan Qingli was a little strange, in his impression, most of the ghosts acted in groups, and like people, they walked day and night.

This ghost seemed to be a little different, he was not eating the corpses of his own kind like the ghosts he saw during the day, but was gnawing on his left arm.

Yan Qingli was a little strange, so he quietly stepped forward and observed by himself. Only then did I realize that this ghost was not simply gnawing on his own flesh and blood, but biting off the bones one by one, as if there was some heart-piercing pain in the bones.

Yan Qingli's heart moved, could it be a blood bone worm?

So Yan Qingli quietly walked behind the ghost, came to a behind-the-scenes execution, directly cut off the head of the ghost, and then cut off the left arm that the ghost had just gnawed, and forcibly endured the stench and pulled out the bone marrow.

Yan Qingli found small black dots, like insect eggs, Yan Qingli thought about it for a while, and felt that this was the eggs of the blood bone worm.

Yan Qingli threw the bones on the ground, wiped his knife, returned to his improvised camp, and fell asleep again.

In the next three days, Yan Qingli spent the days of constantly picking out the bone marrow, but he had never seen a single insect, at most there were some insect eggs.

Before he knew it, Yan Qingli had walked nearly a hundred miles, and there were only fifty miles left from the ice lake that Zhang Yuxuan said.

It is said that the search for the abyss is three thousand miles long, and the road he has taken is only a short part of the search for the abyss. Yan Qingli wasn't sure if there were any old monsters under Xun Yuan, so Yan Qingli's search was more cautious and cautious.

It's just that Yan Qingli's luck is very good, and he hasn't encountered any living creatures other than ghosts.