All the way to the west.

Zhang Qing walked in the abyss with an expressionless face, and after a short stay, he found that his cultivation seemed to have lost its meaning.

All the heaven and earth aura he had refined was cut off by the seed at the heart and turned into the mature nutrients of the other party.

Ten years is the time when the seed grows naturally, and his cultivation can accelerate this process.

This is obviously a means to make Zhang Qing do his best, so that he has been unable to practice, and he is busy on the road for blood.

"I don't seem to have any way to plant a golden lotus."

It is impossible for Zhang Qing to dig out his heart, otherwise he will have to die if he does not die at that moment, and only after cultivating to the cultivation of the golden lotus, he can have a short survival time after the heart disappears.

And ten years ...... Zhang Qing shook his head, impossible.

In desperation, Zhang Qing could only find a way to get a piece of blood, or find a golden lotus with enough strength to force the parasitic blood vine to remove the seeds in his body.

Compared with the previous condition, the latter method seems to be easier, after all, he Zhang Qing is also a second-generation immortal family with a background.

But Zhang Qing didn't know if there would be enough time to return to Yunmengze, and if the head of the family would have a chance to appear in the depths of this mountain abyss.

No matter how you think about it, it seems to be a bit troublesome.

"Where can I go to find the blood that can make a breakthrough in the cultivation of the Golden Lotus?" Zhang Qing's expression was helpless, looking at the top of his head, and also at the dim valley ahead.

In the end, he chose a detour.

Don't go up to the mountains, don't go into the deep valleys, this is one of the few good intentions of the parasitic blood vine, because in the world of the abyss, the mountain you step on is not necessarily a mountain, and the valley you enter is not necessarily a valley.

The parasitic blood vine let Zhang Qing go for the sake of blood, and it was impossible for him to kill himself.

But apart from this short sentence, there is nothing.

The parasitic blood vine is more afraid of death than anyone else, and because the body is inconvenient to move, it doesn't even know what neighbors it has around it.

Compared with the bustle next door, the boundary of Shanyuan is countless times colder, which means that Zhang Qing can't see the danger at all.

Zhang Qing stayed in the center of a boulder, which had been dug out by him to shelter from the wind and rain.

He didn't rush to the unknown again, but pondered on the spot.

"The parasitic blood vine wants blood, its fundamental purpose should be to break its own shackles for the bloodline inheritance of those demons, its Tongtian vine can help others break through the realm, and its own breakthrough needs to rely on others."

"So, wouldn't it be the best choice to trade with the Tsuten vine? However, he was in the abyss, and he couldn't meet people and demons who were easy to talk to. ”

"It's no wonder."

"And if the cultivation of the Golden Lotus wants to break through, what level of blood is needed to do it? Anyway, it can't be the foundation building period. ”

Zhang Qing made a difficulty, this is forcing him to deal with the demon who planted the golden lotus? Isn't this looking for death?

"Let the human beings who build the foundation and cultivate to find the blood of the golden lotus, do you think it will take ten years to kill me too slowly?"

Zhang Qing's eyes lit up slightly, and the corners of his mouth rose, "How can I beat the Golden Lotus?" ”

For two months, Zhang Qing never left this stone until his strength was completely restored.

"First of all, we have to figure out what threats are around here."

About three days later, Zhang Qing was already followed by a three-headed demon.

It's not that there are no ordinary demons in the abyss, and the surrounding mountains, not every mountain and valley are dangerous, and those ordinary places are the places where these demons live.

However, compared to the next door, the strength of these demons is much weaker, which Zhang Qing is not surprised, but as long as the strength is stronger and the brain is clearer, they will not stay in this abyss for a long time.

Powerful demons that can rely on the abyss like parasitic blood vines can only be existences like them.

A month, two months, three months, and half a year have passed, and the demons around Zhang Qing have changed batch after batch, and their deaths have been exchanged for information and intelligence involving life and death.

"This mountain is alive, there is a problem with the clouds and mist in this valley, and there is a terrible spirit and demon inside this mountain, this mountain ......"

Zhang Qing stood on the top of a mountain, looking at the dozens of mountains in front of him, and his mood was a little dull.

Half a year, half a year, he only found out the boundary of less than five thousand meters, at this speed, how much time would he have to waste if he wanted to return to Yunmengze?

"It seems that we still have to find a way to choose a suitable object for it, not too strong, in case it dies, and not too weak to meet its needs."

In the end, Zhang Qing's gaze fell on a bare mountain peak, "It's up to you to decide." ”

About two hours later, Zhang Qing stood in the depths of the deep cavern, and in front of him was a pitch-black vein.

The purple gold bowl appeared in his hand, and Zhang Qing gently stroked the blade-like scratches on it, "Who would have thought that you, who had not broken the face of the Buddha Cultivator who had suffered a blow from the Open Heaven Gate Buddha Cultivator, were actually so embarrassed by a gust of wind from Yunshan Jun." ”

After speaking, Zhang Qing urged the purple gold bowl to approach the ore vein in front of him.

In the purple light, the veins were melted, and the earth fossilized into fly ash, leaving only the purest black ore.

"Xuansha Iron, in the third order, it is all cherished, I hope to be able to restore the purple gold bowl."

A large amount of ore was devoured, and the purple light was smeared with a layer of pitch black, and Zhang Qing waited nervously on the side.

A day passed, and after hundreds of catties of Xuansha iron were swallowed by the purple gold bowl, Zhang Qing took it away from this mountain.

The Purple Gold Bowl wants to refine hundreds of catties of ore, and it is not overnight, and this matter needs to be done step by step.

When the purple gold bowl devoured the ore veins, Zhang Qing was not idle, and spent some time digging thousands of catties of ore to return, quenching it with immortal fire, until the Xuansha iron was completely pure.

"Two thousand catties of ore can only be refined into such a small piece, but the weight is only thirty percent less." Zhang Qing was amazed at the palm-sized piece of iron in his hand.

Unlike the Purple Gold Bowl and Swallowing Dates, the Xuansha Iron in Zhang Qing's hand is the material that can really be used to refine weapons, but ordinary second-order magic weapons, you can be happy if you can use one-tenth of them.

"Since you can't cultivate, let's collect some interest from this mountain abyss." Looking at the purple gold bowl suspended quietly on the side, Zhang Qing continued to the mine.

In a month, Zhang Qing had more than ten pieces of Xuansha iron on his body, and even the storage ring was a little unbearable and had to be put into the purple gold bowl.

And a month later, on this day, the mine that had been anxious finally broke out.

In the sky, Zhang Qing galloped past, and the conspicuous immortal fire crossed the crimson trail in the sky, and finally fell on a densely wooded low mountain.

"Senior, I'll bring you back the blood you wanted!"

"Freshly baked guaranteed!"