What appeared in front of Li Zhen at this moment was still the stone monument and the hillside.

Overall, the terrain has not changed significantly.

But as far as the eye can see, the atmosphere around you is completely different.

A field of birds and flowers, under the moonlight, like the dreamy colors of a fairy tale garden, is gone, replaced by a gray and black mist, like the eerie feeling of a nightmare invasion.

The two came to the stele and looked at it silently for a while, but saw that the handwriting engraved on the huge mountain stone seemed to be a little dim, with a little vicissitudes of life and a simple texture.

Mo Qingping muttered: "This stone tablet ......"

Li Zhen asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Qingping said: "It's nothing, I'm just wondering if this is the road mark left by Zixu's predecessors." ”

Li Zhen couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard this, he actually regarded this stone tablet as a creation left by Zixu Zhenren.

But on second thought, this is a reasonable guess.

As a signpost, it can be a variety of sand, stones, plants, and trees, as well as other dream spirits that can move.

As long as there is a connection to each other, it is fine.

The road signs set by Li Zhen himself melted into the soil of the previous forest, buried underground, and were inconspicuous.

The advantage of doing this is that it is not easy for outsiders to notice, but the disadvantage is that it is quite troublesome to sense and contact yourself, and it takes a long time to connect with each other and pull the dream spirit body over.

Mo Qingping stood under the stele and thought for a while: "Don't worry about it for now, I will also leave a road sign for future exploration." ”

He pulled out something from his pocket, a metal spearhead that was a foot long, and it had a solid texture at first glance.

Li Zhen suddenly thought of a question, and hurriedly reminded: "Senior, it's better to find another place to set up a road mark, Zixu's predecessor once told me that this stone tablet was not left by him, he saw it when he first came!"

"What?" Mo Qingping turned his head with a little shock, "Isn't this what Zixu's predecessor left?"

"Not really. Li Zheng affirmed.

Mo Qingping sighed with emotion: "Then it may be left over from the monks from earlier, so conspicuous, as solid, at least it must be the true cultivation of the Yuan Infant level!"

He decided to follow the good stream, and took the iron spear he had taken out and went into the forest.

As he walked, he said, "I'll come when I go, you wait for me here." ”

After a while, Mo Qingping came back and beckoned Li Zhen and said, "Let's go in and have a look." ”

The two of them then walked inside.

Because they knew in advance that there were dream butterflies inhabiting here, they no longer used the steps of shrinking the ground into inches when they walked, but explored steadily along the way.

But seeing that the grass and trees in front of him began to wither, it actually showed a texture like a wasteland, which made Mo Qing's plane have a little more gloomy color.

"It seems that something is wrong, this is not at all the same scene as the scene described by Zixu's predecessors!"

Li Zhen was even more surprised.

It's not the same, it's just a makeover.

"I understand!" Suddenly, Mo Qingping looked at the gray mist not far away, and looked surprised: "This is caused by the spread of the aura of the underworld!"

"The breath of the underworld?" Li Zhen was reminded by him, and after a careful sense, he really found something unusual.

After all, the dream realm is different from reality, and the smell he can perceive is limited, but as his cognition becomes clearer, a river breath faintly mixed with a bloody texture comes, bringing the atmosphere of the underworld.

Mo Qingping walked in quickly, and soon turned a hillside and came to the stone cliff next to the path to gaze.

Li Zhen followed his gaze and looked forward, only to see a pitch-black shadow that looked like a gauze ribbon and seemed to be twisting and changing in the col not far away, and a trace of blood mist was coming from it, and a moist mist like blood water was accumulating around it, as if it was soaking the ground.

A swamp-like muddy area has formed, from which the bloody texture and underworld atmosphere that we smelled before come from.

Li Zhen said with a little surprise: "How can there be a crack in space here?"

He was sure that there had been none before.

Mo Qingping said: "Look at this crack is not big, and there is not much blood mist spreading, it should be that the formation time is not long." ”

Li Zhen said: "Senior Mo, can you judge the approximate time of its existence?"

Mo Qingping said: "Two or three months, if you look at the ground, you will probably understand." ”

Li Zhen responded, remembering the scene he saw in front of him.

Mo Qingping pointed out: "The breath of the underworld is very recognizable, there is a blood mist in the air, and it is easy to form a pool of blood in other realms, and even confluence into a river.

You see the ground here, and the accumulated blood and water, all of which are centered on the void rift, and continue to spread outward. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly stepped forward again and looked at the mud puddles around him: "Huh, this is ......?"

Li Zhen walked over curiously, and after reading it, he was also slightly stunned: "Footprints?"

In front of him, there were a number of footprints of different shades, all of which looked like people, but they were obviously many times larger.

Mo Qingping said: "This is the footprint of the cyclops, there is a one-eyed clan here, and there is more than one!"

"How did they come here?" in fact, Li Zhen asked knowingly, and he understood the moment he saw these footprints.

Mo Qingping explained: "Presumably one of the leaders of them suffered a big loss from Zixu's predecessors, and brought all the clansmen here, if you want to take revenge, you have to be careful, you still have the magic weapon refined from the eyeball crystal in your hand, this species has a certain resistance to the innate supernatural powers of the same clan, maybe the magic weapon is not very effective, and when you encounter it later, don't take it out, so as not to trap the enemy, but to anger them." ”

Li Zhen said: "I understand. ”

After realizing that a strong enemy had come here, Mo Qingping's next actions obviously became much more cautious, and between actions, he tried to be careful to take care of his surroundings.

But as he continued to walk inside, he didn't see the giants of the Ichimoku clan, but saw a lot of things that were purple and red.

They are scattered on the ground like petals, and they are either intact or mutilated dream butterfly wings.

The Dream Butterfly is a unique dream creature that is transformed by a special feminine essence, and when killed, it is able to leave a pair of wings in the dream world.

This kind of thing is often regarded as a special spiritual material, which has the effect of being used in medicine or for other purposes.

Mo Qingping sighed: "It's just a tyrannical thing, those one-eyed clans actually came here to kill, and they didn't even let go of butterflies!"

Li Zhen said: "Senior, how can you be sure that they did it?"

Mo Qingping said: "Who else can they have? There is no good species in the underworld, even if the Yimu clan is a relatively mild existence, it is inevitable that they will be brutal and warlike, and they like to kill. Especially since they seem to have been taught a lesson by Zixu's predecessors before, and it is not surprising that they have caused such damage in a fit of rage. ”

He looks well-informed, but Li Zhen has a kinship.

It's really a sin, this is all about yourself?

These dream butterflies can be regarded as suffering from an unjustified disaster.

After a while, Li Zhen and Mo Qingping came to the woodland in the valley where they had picked rainbow flowers before.

It is no surprise that this place is also a dilapidated and decadent Tang Dynasty, with more than 100 square slopes and mountains, and rainbow flowers all over the mountains are no more, replaced by potholes and footprints.

The Ichimoku clan smashed the place to shreds in a rage, and only a few flowers that were lucky enough to survive bloomed on the edges.

"It's really unlucky, it really made them take the lead, it doesn't look like it's a good collection, but a smashing and picking!"

Li Zhen sniffed it, and also felt that the breath of seven emotions and six desires was wafting around.

There is all kinds of sorrow and sorrow, but there is no joy.

Looking down, I could see that there were some petals of various colors mixed in the soil, but the orange petals that represented joy were removed, and the remaining colors were smashed into smithereens, mixed with the stems and leaves under my feet, and the wings of the dream butterfly.

"I can only pick up some things they don't want, but fortunately, dreams are not more realistic than reality after all, the petals of these dream butterfly wings and rainbow flowers are not short, and they will automatically dissipate when the time comes, instead of rotting and deteriorating!"

Mo Qingping looked at it for a while, suddenly waved his sleeves, and the breeze was gentle, and he began to clean the ground.

With the profound cultivation of more than 1,500 years of Dream Spirit Simulation, he easily swept up the radius of hundreds of zhang.

Since there was no need to worry about the invasion of the dream butterfly, it was easier to sweep the audience and go straight to the sleeves of the robe.

When Li Zhen saw it, he woke up smartly: "Don't care what else to do, if there is a benefit, you can catch it first!"

The whereabouts of the Yimu clan are not something that he can worry about, and if he doesn't rob them, they will all be picked up by Mo Qingping.

Although Mo Qingping came all the way to be kind and kind, this kind of ownerless thing has always been picked by his own ability, and he can't deliberately leave some for himself.

Even if you take care of the juniors in the face of Zixu's seniors, you are not so deliberate, maybe you can find an excuse to let him know the rules of the reckless rivers and lakes.

Li Zhen immediately scrambled unceremoniously, and forcibly swept away a hundred butterfly stump wings and three or five hundred petals from the nearby ground.

Fortunately, the Ichimu clan really destroyed the heavenly creatures, such spiritual materials, they didn't even want all of them, and they took away a piece of joy and destroyed the rest.

"You're pretty fast. Mo Qingping noticed Li Zhen's actions and couldn't help laughing.

However, as a senior of Jiedan, he was not good at talking about such a little thing with Li Zhen, so he quickly flicked his sleeves and stopped.

"Let's go, let's take a look inside, we have to go through the Wandering Spirit Plain, go to the Originless River to confirm the situation, and then turn back to the Lower Spirit Lake from the other side. Mo Qingping confirmed the route.

Li Zhen looked around, and suddenly felt a pity that the remnants of this place were ruined: "Senior, is this place destroyed?"

Mo Qingping said: "Before the dream is reset, it can only be like this, and I don't know how long it will take to reset it here, and I'll come back to see it later." ”

Dreams are reset, and the various plants and animals in them do not grow out like in nature, but are reprojected according to the material composition of reality, presenting a natural projection of heaven and earth.

But this kind of projection will not be immediately apparent, some can be as fast as a day or two, some can take three or five months, three or five years, or even hundreds or thousands of years!

Mo Qingping didn't know much about Dream Butterfly Valley, so he could only answer like this.

Li Zhen also couldn't determine the law of the scene reset here, and couldn't help but sigh secretly when he heard the words.

Mo Qingping was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "In fact, compared to the reset time, the void crack left here is the real trouble!"

Li Zhen understood, and echoed: "That's true, those unique breaths of the underworld have permeated me. ”

Mo Qingping said: "In time, maybe there will be more blood springs or swamps and other things here, and when the time comes, the spirit will be mixed, I don't know what it will become, maybe there will be new specialties, but maybe, it will be completely destroyed!"

At this moment, Li Zhen suddenly saw something like a piece of black paper flying, followed by several black things flying out.

"What's that?" he said, pointing at them with some surprise.

Mo Qingping turned his head, and his expression suddenly changed drastically.

But this drastic change is not anything else, but a surprise.

"Stygian Butterfly!"

"There are still dream butterflies left here, and they have also absorbed the power of the blood river to form the Stygian Butterfly!"

Li Zhen was surprised when he heard this, and he vaguely felt that this name seemed to have been heard there.

Without thinking about it, Mo Qingping rushed over and took him to the hillside not far away.

"Hide, this kind of thing is not a joke, bitten by it, the soul is like honey, but it is completely finished! In ancient times, some folk stories of killing people in dreams were inseparable from this kind of spiritual creature!"

Mo Qingping seemed to be a little happy, but also a little headache, crouching aside and thinking about how to deal with this kind of thing.

"I'm going to catch them later, preferably all of them alive, not to be killed, and not to be run away by them......

When I look at it, it seems that there are fourteen in total, how can I catch them all?"

"Senior, do you want to catch them?

Li Zhen reacted quickly, and instantly thought of this kind of strange treasure that was enough to shock the soul and fix the body of the living being.

"Do you mean the magic weapon that you refined earlier?"

Mo Qingping was a little surprised, thought about it, and said affirmatively: "Although the Stygian Butterfly is difficult, the essence of life is not strong, at best, it is only the level of Qi refining, with your strength, maybe you can really fix them, and then it is convenient for me to catch them."

But ......"

Li Zhen said: "But what?"

Mo Qingping said: "This kind of treasure can only hold a single Soul Butterfly, make sure that I can catch two or three, and shoot in time, maybe I can catch more, but if I start to do it, in order not to hurt my soul, it is inevitable that I will spare no effort, and I may still get away." ”

Li Zhen thought for a moment and said, "It's better to use another thing to charm them and make sure that I can catch them all!"

Mo Qingping looked at Li Zhen, with a little surprise on his face.

"Really?"

Li Zhen said: "How can there be a rumor in front of the seniors?"

Mo Qingping immediately decided: "Okay, if you try it, if you really succeed in capturing it, you and I will harvest half of it!" But the ugly words are ahead, if the situation is not right, I will only capture the part that I can do, and I will not share the profit with you!"