Xin Mu unfolded the red silk and saw the dense small seals, he couldn't wait to start cultivating from the first line, "The whole body is relaxed, the intention is to gather in the dantian, and the yuan force gathers into a glow......

He tried to guide the slightest trace of Yuan Force in his body to flow to the first meridian, and there was a sudden stinging pain in the meridian, like a bamboo stick inserted into his fingertips, and the person in pain trembled slightly. He immediately gritted his teeth, ready to meet the pain of the "broken place", but the pain was fleeting, disappeared without a trace, his whole body was empty, the yuan force had been exhausted, and the meridian was the same as before, without any signs of loosening.

Xin Mu looked at the "Chixia Decision" in his hand strangely, "Is it fake?" He couldn't help but suspect that Cui Die had given him a fake exercise, but he couldn't see anything wrong, he thought, "What's the problem?"

"No! Cultivation exercises require pills!" Xin Mu suddenly remembered that cultivation requires pills as a guide from the late stage of quenching, and when it comes to practicing Qi Realm, it is even more necessary to use pills to successfully break through, not to mention the higher-level Rehmannia Realm and Tianxuan Realm. Because of this, the pill is particularly precious, even if it is such a powerful sect as the Southern Wilderness Sect, only the registered disciples can get the pill. This is also the reason why ordinary people who don't have strong strength can't practice and succeed in their lives.

Xin Mu held the "Chixia Decision" for a while, if there was no elixir, I am afraid that he would not be able to practice for the rest of his life! Could it be that it was really empty joy? Is there no other way? He slowly stood up and looked out of the door wall of the Nanhuang Gate, and a glimmer of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

Nanhuangmen is located in a larger city in Yunqing country - Dancheng, there is a mountain ten miles outside Dancheng, called Young Rotten Mountain, which is the place where the dead baby is thrown, and it is also the only production area of Dancheng medicinal materials and prey, the legend is that there are ghosts and monsters, usually only the old mountain people with rich experience dare to go!

Xin Mu decided to try his luck because it was the only way for him to get the elixir. He walked out of the Nanhuang Gate and walked through the streets and alleys of Dancheng, leaving behind high-rise buildings, wine shops, inns, commercial ports, and tall city walls. The farther away from Dancheng, the fewer pedestrians, after walking out of seven or eight miles, on the barren and grassy road, only Xin Mu was left, and four or five domed mountains appeared in the field of vision, solemn, like a huge tomb.

On the opposite side, a middle-aged man walked from afar, carrying a bundle of dry firewood, "This little brother, where are you going?"

There were two people on the whole road, Xin Mu knew that he must be talking to himself, and replied with a smile: "This big brother is good! I want to go to Yourotten Mountain." ”

"What?" the middle-aged man put down the dry firewood, his face full of surprise, "Young man, what are you doing in the young rotten mountain? are you going to go alone?"

"Ah, yes, I'd like to pick some herbs. ”

"Young man, listen to my brother's advice, go back quickly! There are monsters on the young rotten mountain, and it is not a place for you to go! I go to chop wood at the bottom of the mountain, and I never dare to go in. The middle-aged man's expression showed fear.

Xin Mu frowned and hesitated, "Brother Xie Xie, but I want to try!" After speaking, he resolutely walked towards the young rotten mountain, if you want to become stronger, you must not be afraid of your hands and feet, you must have the courage to not be afraid of any difficulties, he understands that he can't turn around and go back.

"Hey!" the middle-aged man shook his head, picked up the dry firewood and continued to do his own way.

At the foot of the young rotten mountain, the rocks were overgrown, the weeds were connected to the shrubs, the thorns climbed the trees, and the Xin Mu wandered around for a long time, but did not find a way up the mountain. He had no choice but to use a wood chopping knife to split through the thorny bushes and walk in.

The dense vegetation of the deep mountains and old forests, damp and dark, gloomy and depressing, full of the smell of decay of animals and plants, except for the sound of their own making, there is silence around, as if there is a huge trap, is quietly waiting for you to approach, people can't help but be afraid.

Xin Mu bent over and carefully walked through the dense forest, cutting branches or cobwebs that blocked his path with his knife. "Plop Ridge!" A strange noise overhead startled Xin Mu's scalp tightened, and goosebumps arose, and he hurriedly raised his head to look, only to see a large gray bird spread its wings and fly into the distant woods, casting a flying shadow.

"Damn, broken bird!" Xin Mu scolded, calming his violently beating heart. He held on to a pine tree, exhaled deeply, and told himself that there was nothing to be afraid of, they were all birds and beasts, and it was a big deal to kill them! He thought as he lifted his foot and landed deep in the grass in front of him.

"Rustling ......" A small sound sounded under his feet, Xin Mu immediately retracted his feet, jumped back, and a blue-green snake, burrowed out of the thick grass, and its triangular head looked left and right, and galloped away along the tip of the grass.

"!" Xin Mu exhaled, slowly lowered the knife he was clenching, poked at the deep grass in front of him, and saw that there was nothing unusual, so he raised his foot and stepped on it tentatively. Every next step is slow and hesitant, and every step is terrifying.

Xin Mu didn't pray for any immortal herbs, he just hoped that he could get some more ordinary herbs and exchange them for some pills. However, it often backfired, and after crossing two mountain beams, he found twenty herbs that he thought were better. He put them in his careful baggage and carried them on his chest.

"Wow~" A scream came through the tall grass, like a baby's cry, which made people's hearts tremble inexplicably. Xin Mu, who was looking down for medicinal herbs, clenched the wooden knife in his right hand, quietly observing the surrounding situation.

The half-human-deep weeds around the "lalala......" shook slightly, and a few rays of sunset light dyed a few pinches of green grass through the gaps in the trees. "Why is it so late!" Xin Mu secretly scolded himself for not forgetting the time, he should have left before dark, but it was already too late.

"Wow~Wow~!" The terrible screams rang out, the green grass fell in pieces, and black shadows flew towards Xin Mu like ghosts.

"Black Forest Drag?" Xin Mu exclaimed, he recognized the black shadow as if it was Black Forest Drag, but he had never seen such a large Black Forest Troll. The wolf-sized black forest flew forward, and the wooden chopping knife had already been slashed, and the oncoming monster with yellow teeth and sharp ears was slashed to the brain.

These black forest trolls like to live in groups and hunt, go out day and night, eat dead babies on weekdays, and pounce on them when they smell people! I don't know how many people who have strayed into the valley have been torn and eaten by them.

"Wow~Wow~" The black forest dragged from all sides, and did not have the slightest fear because of the killing of his companions, like a moth to a fire, seeing death as home.

"Brute!" Xin Mu scolded and slashed three in a row, and the only one who didn't have time to defend his back suddenly cooled and was scratched. Xin Mu frowned, and secretly thought in his heart, so many black forest drags, it will definitely not be able to kill them in a short time! But after a long time, his physical strength will decline, and he will definitely not be able to resist their attack at that time! It is better to leave quickly.

Xin Mu didn't dare to fight, and he didn't care about what was under his feet, so he slashed all the way down the mountain, killing a bloody road, one foot deep and one foot shallow, stumbling, and fleeing in embarrassment......