Mo Yang stood on a half-human-high black rock, which looked like a volcanic rock and emitted a trace of heat.

Mo Yang looked at the entrance of the cave not far away: "It's been half a month, the elixirs of ice crystal flowers and condensing tobacco are scarce resources in the outside world, but they are not rare in this Fengyun Valley, and a lot of them have been collected in half a month, but this fire pattern grass is only available in the southern volcanic area, according to the jade slip records obtained in the hands of I don't know which unlucky guy, there may be in this cave."

It has been more than ten days since Mo Yang got Zhou Yan's high-grade spiritual weapon Luo Yanfan, and it has been half a month since he stepped into Fengyun Valley, during these times, Mo Yang has collected a lot of elixirs, and he has also met many monks who feel that Mo Yang's cultivation is low and want to get it for nothing, these monks have Xiling Buddhism from the Sanqing Sect, people from the Demon Dao, and people from Dasu, but these people have all been robbed by Mo Yang without exception, which has made Mo Yang a lot richer. However, except for some people who came up to kill tricks, Mo Yang didn't do much to be a killer, but just asked him to hand over the harvest and let him go. After all, Mo Yang, who grew up under the red flag, is still a little resistant to killing.

"Doesn't look like anything special!" Mo Yang carefully observed the vicinity for a moment. Frowning, this is a cave on the waist of a volcano, how can it look quite inconspicuous, this cave is located in the sunny part of the mountain, slightly inclined downward, but only the entrance of the cave is a little bright, and then it is pitch black, how can it not look dangerous, but after this half a month of collecting elixir, I have some understanding of the place where the elixir grows in this valley, where the elixir grows, there must be alien beasts to guard, of course, this is also the common sense of the immortal cultivation world. Although his own combat power is amazing. But anything can happen in this immortal cultivation world, you must be cautious and cautious, but you can't put yourself in danger because of carelessness!

Tsai carefully released all the power of his divine sense, covering the surrounding two miles, and after confirming that there were indeed no people or demon beasts around, he walked towards the entrance of the cave with confidence.

The entrance of the cave is obviously formed by the flow of hot magma, the whole body is pitch black reddish mountain stones, there is no trace of artificial drilling, Mo Yang sacrificed the turtle shell shield and rotated around himself, holding the flame spirit sword that emitted a slight red light in his hand, stepping on the ground that slightly exuded heat and softness, Mo Yang's brows furrowed slightly, the touch under his feet was very uncomfortable, there was a feeling of stepping on the thin mud, and the temperature was quite high, if it wasn't for the full operation of the mana at this time, the protective aura was turned on, it would not be a big deal, It's just a little uncomfortable, but if it's an ordinary mortal, I'm afraid that my skin will be burned when I go under this foot.

Frowning and walking forward slowly, the cave is gradually diagonally facing downward, as Mo Yang goes deeper, the original dim light is getting darker and darker, looking back, I see that as I go deeper, there is only a faint point of light left at the entrance of the cave behind him, and the darkness in front of him is getting darker and darker, and the mana runs to the flame spirit sword, and suddenly the flame spirit sword is red, and the hot red light immediately illuminates the vicinity clearly, Mo Yang slowly lifts up, and walks forward with the light of the flame spirit sword, although for immortal cultivators, the eyesight is outstanding, In the dark, the visual range is also greatly increased, but after all, there is still a limit, and although the divine sense may be more convenient, after all, it is still a little different from what the naked eye can see.

Holding the Flame Spirit Sword, which was used as a torch, Mo Yang walked deeper into the darkness.

This cave was very long and narrow, and after Mo Yang walked for half an hour, he still didn't see any signs of the end. And the further you go in, the steeper the downward slope becomes, the softer the ground becomes, and the temperature around you rises slowly. And the consumption of his own divine consciousness power is also becoming more and more serious, and he has no choice but to withdraw the power of his divine consciousness and attach it to the distance around his body, which can reduce the consumption, and even if he is attacked by a sneak attack, he can also have enough time to react, which makes him start to mumble in his heart, and can't help but wonder if he is in the wrong place, this cave is not a crater!

Looking back, Lu was already pitch black, and he had been walking for so long anyway, so he gritted his teeth and continued cautiously.

After walking a distance of dozens of feet, a big corner flashed in front of him, and finally lifted. Because from that corner, there were faint wisps of red light, as well as a trace of white steam, and the scorching feeling that came to his face made Mo Yang more sure that the end was just around the corner, but he didn't know whether it was the joy of harvest or the disappointment of nothing.

"What is this?" Turning the corner, Mo Yang was a little shocked by the scene in front of him, but it was natural to think about it.

In front of him, there is a huge underground cavern, except for a huge black stone at the foot of the foot, there is hot magma in front of him, forming a hot magma lake, this magma lake is about dozens of zhang wide, filling the entire cavern underneath. Looking away from afar, but there is no source, it is obvious that this is an underground lake formed by magma, and above the lake, from time to time, there are heat waves bubbling up, and then quickly bursting, and the turbulent places are like ocean waves, wave after wave, and the blazing magma hits the surrounding stone walls, making a sneering sound, splashing and catapulting into the air. Then it fell, like a rain of magma. The red flames emitted by this magma lake illuminated the huge cavern into a red world.

Looking up, at the top of this underground magma lake, which is about five or six feet high, there are many stalactites that emit a hint of red light, and drops of fiery red liquid slowly drip down, and the liquid drips on the surface of the lake and splashes bursts of magma, and there are three or four slender fiery red grasses hanging upside down between the stalactites. The fiery red grass swayed gently with the breeze blowing from nowhere, and from a distance, it looked like an upside-down flame swaying slowly.

"Sure enough, there is indeed fire streak grass growing here, although there are only three or four plants, but looking at its vintage, it is quite extraordinary" Mo Yang touched his chin when he saw this, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he was in a good mood.

Although he found what Mo Yang needed on this trip, Mo Yang frowned, because there was a platform about ten zhang in size on the lake directly below the fire stripe grass, and there was a small golden tree with a height of about ten zhang on the platform, and this small tree exuded a trace of golden light around it. The nest was nearly a foot wide, and in it was a crow, half black and half gold, motionless as if asleep.

"That thing, it can't be a golden crow, right?" Mo Yang was a little shocked and uncertain. After all, such a thing as the golden crow only exists in legends, but the appearance of this half-black and half-gold crow in front of you makes people think of the golden crow no matter how you think about it. Even if it's not a golden crow, I'm afraid it's a crow with the blood of a golden crow.