"Oh?

Sa Xian froze for a moment, but he had already cursed in his heart.

He knew that this person was now asking for a sky-high price, but on the surface, he asked quietly: "If it weren't for any excessive request, I would naturally agree." But if your demands are too costly, then I can only gauge whether this cooperation is still necessary. ”

"Rest assured, Grand Wizard Saxian, I've always known what contentment is, and since you've promised me such a big reward, of course I can't make any more excessive conditions. It's just that I've always heard that the Witch Monarch's grip is powerful, and even has the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, as long as it falls into the hands of your Witch Monarch clan, it can exert ten percent of its power. The middle-aged man grinned and said, "When that time comes, I still hope that the Great Wizard can destroy the Wolf Warrior Clan for me and let me get their Wolf Warrior." ”

"It turned out to be just a small request. Sa Xian smiled: "As long as I have the grasp of the Witch King, let alone a small wolf warrior clan, even those medium-sized clans can be wiped out with a wave of a hand, and you, Patriarch Xian, you Xian Dao clan can get my eternal friendship, this is the best promise that other tribes can't get." ”

"Hehe, this is the best, since the Grand Wizard of Saxian has given me this promise, my heart has relaxed a lot. ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then I wish us a happy cooperation in advance?"

"It was a pleasure to work with. ”

Sa Xian lifted the scepter in his hand on the ground and smiled very happily.

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Two days later, Shirayo and Bamboo finally came to the outskirts of the Swamp of Despair.

Seeing those purple poisonous mist filling the air, Bai Yang glanced twice, and found that Zhu Yuan's expression was a little ugly, knowing that she must have no way to resist these poisonous gases, but even so, she still chose to come to this desperate swamp with herself to find the Wujun Tomb Palace, Bai Yang felt a little in his heart, took out a poison avoidance pill and handed it to her, and said: "Take this medicine, you don't have to worry about the poisonous gas entering your body." ”

"What is this?"

It seemed that it was the first time he had seen such a thing, and he couldn't help but blink, with a look of curiosity on his face.

Bai Yang frowned slightly, and said, "Don't you even know the pill?"

"Pill, this is the legendary pill that can cure all diseases?" Zhu Yuan was a little excited, snatched the poison avoidance pill in Bai Yang's hand, and held it in the palm of his hand to look at it.

This time, Bai Yang was sure that she really hadn't seen the pill, and couldn't help but say, "Among your clan, isn't there anyone who knows the art of alchemy?"

Zhu Yuan held the anti-poison pill and refused to enter it, it looked like he had a beloved baby, and he couldn't wait to hold it in his hand for a lifetime.

But her appearance made Bai Yang look extremely sad, and after sighing, she took out a lot of pills from the storage ring, handed them all to Zhu Yuan, and said: "There are a lot of pills here, I have all classified them, and when you return to the clan, you can make good use of them." If I can make peace with my companions in the future, let my senior sister teach you the art of alchemy. ”

"Will you teach me how to refine medicine?"

Zhu Yuan's eyes were full of incredulity, as if what Bai Yang said was a kind of fantasy.

"In your world, are elixirs very precious?"

"Hmm. Zhu Yuan cherished the bottles of pills, as if they were more important than his life, and then carefully and reluctantly swallowed the poison-avoiding pill given by Bai Yang into his stomach.

The taste of the anti-poison pill is not very good, and there is an extremely pungent strange smell. Even if Bai Yang knew all the medicines, it was difficult for him to have any good feelings about this elixir.

But the moment Zhu Yuan ate the poison avoidance pill, his expression was slightly sacred, as if what he had eaten was not the pill, but the most precious and delicious food.

This expression made Bai Yang know how valuable the pill was in her.

Zhu Yuan took a deep breath, felt some subtle changes in his body, and exclaimed even more, and said softly: "If there were these pills back then, many of my clansmen would not have to sacrifice." It's a pity, if I had gotten these pills a little earlier, even if it was just for a year—"

Speaking of this, Zhu Yuan's expression was obviously in a trance, and she didn't know who she remembered, but her eyes were full of sadness, which made people feel a faint tingling in their hearts after seeing it.

Bai Yang also sighed, patted Zhu Yuan's shoulder, and said, "After you learn to refine medicine yourself, you will know that refining medicine is actually not very difficult. And refining a simple pill like a poison-avoiding pill only takes a few months to become proficient. ”

"The method of refining the elixir has always been in the hands of those big tribes, and we, the small tribes, have never even seen any medicinal herbs, let alone this extremely precious finished elixir. ”

Zhu Yuan said: "The people who were imprisoned here back then also had a few strong people who knew the art of alchemy, but they did not form a clan in the end, and there were no descendants to pass it on, so their ability to refine medicine was naturally lost forever." The other tribes who knew the art of alchemy were just some superficial methods passed down from their ancestors, and they were able to use the herbs that could be found everywhere to refine the simplest wound medicines. But even if it is the most superficial wound medicine, they have to use a lot of materials to exchange, and a tribe like ours can't afford it at all, so whenever we are seriously injured, there is no effective way to do it except let the master of the tribe use the true qi to continue life. ”

"Then haven't you died a lot of people over the years?" Bai Yang couldn't help but ask.

Zhu Yuan's eyes were sad: "Yes, if there were these wound medicines, they wouldn't have died." In this world, no one dares to be injured lightly, let alone get sick, because once he is injured or sick, what awaits him is likely to be death. ”

"Coupled with the harsh climate and environment, those small tribes that have no shelter, and even people die every night, the loss of this life is an inevitable loss for any race, and our race is no exception. ”

Zhu Yuan shook her head when she said this, as if she didn't want to continue, so she settled down and said, "Let's enter the Despair Swamp first, if you have anything to say, wait until you get to the Wujun Tomb Palace." ”

The two of them were silent as they passed through the purple poisonous mist.

Bai Yang did not take the anti-poison pill.

Because he has that immortal true qi in his body, the poisonous mist has no effect on him at all, plus his body has been tempered to the limit, and it is already close to the realm of Great Perfection in all aspects, not to mention that the powerhouses of the Earth Yuan Realm have all kinds of abilities, and ordinary poisonous gas is not close to the body at all, not to mention the poison naturally generated in this swamp.

Walking all the way forward, Bai Yang and Zhu Yuan did not speak, and their silence made the atmosphere at this moment extremely embarrassing.

Suddenly, Bai Yang felt several rays of light light light up in his sea of knowledge, and those rays were like starlight, illuminating his sea of knowledge.

"What's wrong?"

Finding that something was wrong with Bai Yang, Zhu Yuan stopped in his tracks, and his eyes were a little solemn.

Bai Yang said: "There are people, and there is more than one. ”

"Impossible!"

Zhu Yuan said: "In this desperate swamp, there can't be any other people left, could it be someone from the Wujun clan?"

Thinking of the most likely fact, Zhu Yuan's expression was a little difficult to look at, "If it is really someone from the Wujun clan, then my whereabouts this time may be revealed soon." ”

Bai Yang was puzzled: "Why? Could it be that the Wujun clan still has any special abilities?"

"The exercise they practice is called Great Witchcraft, which is a strange technique that has been passed down since ancient times, this kind of Great Witchcraft ordinary people cannot cultivate, only cultivators with extremely powerful divine thoughts can peek into the mysteries. But even so, in the entire world, only people from the Wujun clan were able to cultivate this great witchcraft, and cultivate this kind of martial arts to an extremely high level. ”

"If we enter the other party's sea of knowledge now, I'm afraid it will already be a light as bright as the stars. ”

Zhu Yuanyuan's expression was solemn, and he took out the iron rod with a solemn expression.

But hearing her explanation, Bai Yang couldn't help but laugh out loud and said, "If you compete with the power of knowing the sea, their so-called great witchcraft is probably not my opponent." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Yuan only felt an invisible power, which suddenly shrouded the top of her head, and it was Bai Yang's divine thoughts that spread outward, forming an extremely secret divine thought shield, which could block the exploration of other people's divine thoughts.

As long as the other party's strength did not surpass Bai Yang's, then his divine thoughts were destined to be blocked, and it was impossible to find anything wrong.

This is also one of the special abilities that Bai Yang has obtained after cultivating the Ten Thousand Waves Tide Technique.

The Ten Thousand Waves Tide Technique is more effective than any exercise method for the cultivation of the sea, and Bai Yang dares to be sure that even if that great witchcraft has any special effect, it is still more than a star and a half weaker than the Ten Thousand Waves Tide Technique.

Since this was the case, he and Zhu Yuan naturally had no need to be afraid of those Wujun clansmen.

Zhu Yuan looked at Bai Yang in surprise and said, "Could it be that you are also a descendant of the Wu clan from the outside world, otherwise how could you have such a powerful divine thought power?"

"There are many exercises in this world that can enhance the power of divine thoughts, and not only their so-called Wujun clan has such abilities. Of course, if I have the chance, I can teach you this method, so that in the future, you will have the strength to fight against this person of the Witch Monarch clan. ”

After Bai Yang explained two sentences, he suddenly said such a sentence as if he was careless, which made Zhu Yuan's face slightly red, and he couldn't help but lower his head.

Bai Yang didn't notice Zhu Yuan's abnormality, because he knew that a strong person who could cultivate his divine thoughts to this realm would have a certain advantage when he encountered an opponent of the same realm.

Although Zhu Yuan's exercises are domineering, and he is like a thunderbolt when he makes a move, he will definitely suffer a lot against these people of the Wujun clan, even if they are just strong people in the Dingyuan Realm.

In order to prevent her from suffering losses in the future, Bai Yang did have the idea of teaching her the Ten Thousand Years Tide Technique.

It's just that Zhu Yuan's heart is faintly wrong, and his gaze when he looks at Bai Yang has become different from before.

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It has been two days since he went deep into the swamp of despair, and Sa Xian looked at the purple mist that was getting more and more misty in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritable in his heart.

This kind of affection is like poison that constantly eats away at his patience, making him more and more irritable in recent days.

When the patriarch of the Manifest Sword Clan found this, he couldn't help but persuade: "Grand Wizard Saxian, since we have been deep in the Despair Swamp for so many days, it is too late to give up at this time, why not continue to search, maybe there will be an unexpected harvest?"

"Hehe, what Patriarch Xian said makes sense, but my time is running out. Sa Xian collected his thoughts and sighed: "We people who cultivate great witchcraft, the strength of our divine thoughts is very terrifying, but it also damages our bodies. This kind of exercise is the weird technique of cultivating seventy percent and self-injuring thirty percent, the more powerful the witchcraft, the faster the life span will be consumed, unless we get the grasp of the witch king, get the secret that belongs to the witch king, we can get rid of this curse, I can live!"

Hearing this, the patriarch of the Xiandao clan frowned: "It turns out that the Great Witchcraft is actually such a domineering exercise, and it will cost one's own life?"

"That's right. Sa Xian said: "Not only will it cost its own life, but it will also make the body extremely weak day by day." Although my strength is strong compared to the cultivators in the same realm, if someone gets close to my body and fights me in a close-quartered short fight, then within ten moves, I will be defeated by a cultivator who focuses on cultivating strength, and I will even lose my life. This qiē shortcoming can only be changed by relying on the grasp of the witch king, if it were not for the grasp of the witch king, I would die sooner or later, and I would be weaker and weaker day by day. ”

Exposing his weaknesses to a person whose relationship is not clear is definitely a big taboo for cultivators, but Sa Xian can't care so much now, he needs the grasp of the Witch Monarch, and he needs to find the Witch Monarch's Tomb Palace faster, otherwise he will really be like he said, slowly exhausting his lifespan, and then within a year, he will become a pile of white bones.

This is the price of learning great witchcraft, but no one in the entire witch clan has any complaints, because this is the practice left by the ancestors, and this is also the brainchild of the ancestors passed down from generation to generation.

The secret of the Witch King's Grip is not a secret in the entire Witch Monarch tribe, and there were people like Sa Xian back then, who knew that the Witch King's Grip could save their lives, so they wanted to break into the Witch King's tomb palace to get the legendary Witch King's Grip.

However, after those people entered the Wujun Tomb Palace, they didn't take a few steps deeper, and they would suddenly die strangely and violently, and the way they died was very miserable.

Everyone thought that the witch had planted a curse before he died, and that anyone who dared to break into his tomb would die a bad death.

But only Sa Xian thought of it, it was definitely not a curse, but a test left by the Wu King.

For he had discovered by chance that the men had died, not by some curse, but by a strange form of witchcraft.

I am afraid that there is only one person in the world who can perform the witchcraft that has never been seen before, and that is the Witch King!

Since the witch king was able to leave this witchcraft in front of the gate of his tomb, it meant that there was a way to solve this witchcraft!

Sa Xian thought about it for several years, and finally read a piece of Wujun's diary by chance, and got inspiration from it.

Now that he is convinced that he has the ability to unlock the secrets left behind in the Witch King's gate, then he believes that he is the only person who is destined to hold the Witch King's grasp.

It's just that what annoys him the most now is that the location of the Witch King's Tomb Palace hides itself every ten years, and then it will only appear again for a full ten years until someone finds out and cracks the secret on the door.

I don't know how long it has been since someone last discovered the Wujun Tomb Palace, and over the years, the Wujun Tomb Palace has definitely changed its location and will not stay in one place for too long.

Now Sa Xian can only rely on the experience of his predecessors to slowly find the Wujun Tomb Palace, which has been transferred to nowhere.

What can be known at present is that the Wujun Tomb Palace must still be in the Desperate Swamp, because no matter how it changes its position, it will not leave the scope of the swamp, which is the biggest law of the Tomb Palace.

"If we can't find the tomb in two days, we will have to evacuate. ”

The patriarch of the Xiandao clan found that some of his people could no longer withstand the poisonous gas in the swamp, and showed signs of poison, which was not a good sign. If he hadn't found the legendary Witch King's Tomb Palace, his people would have been poisoned by the poisonous fog in the Despair Swamp, and even if he found the Tomb Palace and got the treasures in the Tomb Palace, he would have lost this group of excellent men, which would be equivalent to losing a future for the tribe!

This kind of loss, even if it is his patriarch, those elders will definitely not let him go, and even the powerful elder may screw his head off and hang it in front of the gate of the clan, so that everyone can see the fate of the incompetent.

Thinking of that terrifying old guy, the patriarch of the Xiandao clan couldn't help but shudder, and then said, "Great Wizard Saxian, if the Witch Monarch's Tomb Palace is no longer here, what should we do?"

"Impossible, the Witch Monarch's Tomb Palace must be here, even if the entire Despair Swamp disappears over time, the Witch Monarch's Tomb Palace must still be here!" Sa Xian's expression was a little fanatical, as if in his concept, the Witch Monarch's strength was very strong, so strong that it could make him die blindly!