"Hey, the essence blood that has been transformed for so long is only more than one drop" At this time, Ling Ming used his spiritual power to inspect that there was more than a drop of red essence blood floating on the heart field, which contained powerful power, Ling Ming was a little helpless, originally Ling Ming felt that it would be easier to obtain essence blood from the outside world, he had been capturing beasts for the past few days, how did he know that ordinary beast blood did not meet the requirements at all, and Ling Ming could only target the spirit beast, but it seemed that this barren mountain had passed through the "spiritual disaster" After that, there were not many spirit beasts left, and it was not easy to catch these few but found that the essence blood was pitiful after transformation, and the eight first-order low-level spirit beasts only had this essence blood in total, and now there were almost no spirit beasts in the barren mountain.

Ling Ming came out of the Wolf's Tooth Pool, put on his clothes, and looked back at the waterfall...

"Brother Ling Ming"

"Why, Brother Ling Ming doesn't want to see Meng'er?"

"That, Brother Ling Ming, Meng'er asked you to eat, and Meng'er cooked it herself."

......

Ling Ming shook his head, not thinking about this, turned his head, clenched his fists and walked towards the hut, he always felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and he had a premonition in his heart that there might be fewer and fewer opportunities to come here in the future.

After that, Ling Ming continued to cultivate alone, constantly looking for spirit beasts to challenge, every day when he had time, he would clean the hut cleanly, take care of Grandpa Mengjiu's medicine pu neatly, and then sit under the purple peach tree and wait, Ling Ming always believed that they would come back, maybe... If you come back and see the hut in a mess, Grandpa Mengjiu and Meng'er will be angry.

A month later, Ling Ming's things were packed, maybe there was nothing to take, he simply packed a few clothes and put them in the ring, Ling Ming carefully locked the wooden door, after confirming that it was correct, he picked up the package with some dry food, and walked under the purple peach tree, the flowers had fallen, Ling Ming hung the wooden plaque engraved with the names of himself, Qianmeng and Mengjiu on the peach tree with a red rope, and then took a deep look at the cabin

"It's time to leave",

"But before that, there's one more thing to do."

Ling Ming walked cautiously along the path, in this wilderness, poisonous substances would appear from time to time, even if Ling Ming's current physique was already comparable to the fifth level of the Spirit Attraction Realm, he didn't dare to be too careless. At this time, it is better to be at your best. Ling Ming stopped, the place in front of him was once the place where Ling Ming hunted---- east of the barren mountain, but Ling Ming's goal today was not to hunt, but to go to the deserted tomb in the center.

The desolate tomb is not too big, but Ling Ming feels that the yin qi here is very heavy, and the rare aura of the entire barren mountain eventually gathers here, but even if there is a collection of aura, the vegetation here is still so depressed, and the previous spirit beasts did not dare to step into this desolate tomb for half a step, only dared to move around it, and the desolate tomb was only some white bones and scavenging dark crows that lingered on the corpse mulberry tree, Ling Ming felt a little gloomy and weird. But even so, Ling Ming still moved, he had a reason why he had to go.

Three years ago, Meng Jiu found him in this deserted tomb, Ling Ming asked Grandpa Meng Jiu why he was here, Meng Jiu just shook his head back then, it seemed that he was taboo about something, and he didn't want to say more, such a strange place, Ling Ming was really afraid that there were some sneaky spirits, that kind of thing was too evil. Among the books that Meng Jiu gave Ling Ming at the beginning, one of them was dedicated to describing ghosts, and Ling Ming was so scared that he didn't sleep well for several nights.

But the obsession in Ling Ming's heart and a sense of familiarity in the darkness prompted him to slowly approach the deserted tomb, Ling Ming took out the quaint short sword from the ring to defend himself, not so much quaint, but rather a rusty blunt weapon, but something is better than nothing. Half-broken tombstones abounded in the deserted tombs, and the crows were frightened into the air because of their anger.

"Click~~" voice suddenly sounded in Ling Ming's heart, Ling Ming immediately felt the direction of this voice, that kind of sound, and the feeling that attracted him to come, as long as he found the source of the sound, he could confirm what Ling Ming thought in his heart.

Ling Ming looked for this familiarity and slowly searched, and finally stopped next to a mound of dirt, conveying the feeling that this was here, Ling Ming looked around, and found that there seemed to be nothing except for some depression and gloom.

"Huh, this aura will eventually flow here," Ling Ming shifted his gaze to the mound of earth beside him.

"Perhaps, the source of the sound is underground?" This thought made Ling Ming's heart tremble, this thing in the soil, especially in this environment, is really not good, if he encounters a powerful evil thing, he will explain it here...

"Exorcism powder, poison pill, strong pill, rejuvenating liquid..."Ling Ming took out everything he could use, and at this time, if he wanted to return in vain, Ling Ming was naturally unwilling

"I'll dig, I'll dig..." Ling Ming used the rusty sword as a hoe, and dug more than three feet in a blink of an eye, but when he was digging, he kept his heart on his mind, and his big eyes kept looking around, for fear that something would suddenly appear.

"Huh, this is..."