Xu Dao's eyes were dark, and then his eyes were strange, and when he settled down again, the world had changed in his eyes, no longer the scenery was beautiful, the water and the sky were the same color, but the mist was dispersed, and the sky was dark and gloomy.

Xu Dao hurriedly ran the talisman spell to protect himself, he looked up and looked around, only to feel that the yin qi around him was deep, and there seemed to be hidden demons and monsters everywhere.

"Squeak!" Suddenly, a mouse cry sounded in his ears, Xu Dao raised his eyes and immediately found that something was coming out of the white dead branch at his feet, and his mouth kept calling.

It was a mouse that should have smelled Xu Dao and was attracted to it. This mouse is as big as a cat, with scarlet eyes and sharp teeth, and it looks like a monster at first glance.

But this is not the most important thing, the important thing is that the head of this rat is missing half of it, and it has been gnawed off by something, and the shriveled dark red brain can be seen inside.

"Tsk!" The rat leaned in front of Xu Dao, his broken face showed a greedy and hungry expression, and suddenly pounced on Xu Dao.

Xu Dao just flicked his sleeves, and then hit the rat on the ground, smashing the other party's bones and internal organs with his strength, but even so, the rat's body was paralyzed and deserved to die, but his mouth was still constantly rubbing, making a cry of appetite.

Seeing this scene, Xu Dao frowned, he took a step forward, grabbed the rat in the air, and studied it carefully.

Xu Dao suddenly discovered that this rat had actually died a long time ago, but the corpse in its body was dense, and it had evolved into a ghostly thing, full of corpse poison, dead and alive.

"Corpse rat?" Xu Dao saw this scene, his heart was slightly shocked, his mind sank, and then he pinched the magic trick, wanting to grab the soul from the corpse rat's body.

With a squeak, Xu Dao only grabbed out a ball of corpse qi, and there was no soul.

He instantly determined that this rat was not its original appearance, but indeed a ghost monster that had absorbed corpse qi and came back from the dead.

This kind of thing is rare, and it mostly occurs in the land of extreme yin, or it is deliberately raised by Taoists before it is born.

Xu Dao pinched his hand casually, and dispersed the corpse qi, and the corpse rat's body immediately stopped moving.

But suddenly, another squeak sounded nearby, and I saw more than a hundred pairs of blood-red eyes popping out in the darkness, crazy in their eyes, all staring at Xu Dao tightly, their eyes full of desire for flesh and blood.

Beneath these eyeballs, there are all tattered rat faces, all of them are full of gas, not living creatures.

Xu Dao raised his eyebrows slightly, he was about to make a move, when he stepped on it, and suddenly heard a click. When he lowered his head, the dead branches in Xu Dao's steps were pale and brittle.

But a closer look reveals that this thing is not a dead branch and rotten wood, but a slender and miserable white rib strip.

Xu Dao raised his head, looked around, and found that the "dead branches" all around him were all roots and piles of white bones, messy and intertwined, like a jungle.

"Squeak!" the corpse rats were agitated, and they pounced on Xu Dao one by one.

Although this thing is not as good as an ordinary beast, it has corpse poison on its body, and if ordinary mortals rub it, their bodies will festering and die within a few days.

Xu Dao narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his sleeves slightly.

He was born in the White Bone Temple, although he is not good at raising corpses and corpses, but he is no stranger to corpses and dead things, plus he has spells.

After a while, Xu Dao stepped on the white bones and walked around leisurely.

The corpse rat swarm had been cleaned up by him, and the corpse qi had been pulled out and sealed in a rune paper.

On this trip to Montenegro, the goal of the Daoists was to collect the cultivation resources, covering elixirs, spiritual ores, spiritual energy, demon beast flesh and blood, and so on...... Corpse gas is also one of them.

Therefore, Xu Dao also carried a lot of charms and jade boxes to seal corpse qi and other things.

He rubbed the corpse qi charm in his hand, and thought for a moment.

After entering the Black Mountain, the Taoists were immediately scattered everywhere, and in order to facilitate the contact of the disciples, the White Bone Temple deliberately cast a spell on the identity plate, so that people nearby could sense each other.

In this way, the scattered disciples can gather together, work together to collect the resources, and the strongest of them can assign tasks.

The reason why the Ink-patterned Daoist had asked Xu Dao to learn to refine talisman money before meant that after the large army converged and gathered, he could arrange for Xu Dao to refine talisman money in the camp without leaving the camp or wandering around.

This will also reduce the risk of Xu Dao being assassinated.

But thinking of this, Xu Dao suddenly took out the identity tag, he glanced at it silently, threw the tag directly, and kicked it into the bone pile.

There is a spell on the brand, and it is difficult to guarantee that no one will find Xu Dao through the brand, if it is someone else, it will be fine, but if it is Fang Guanhai, he will be unlucky.

For the sake of prudence, Xu Dao thinks it is better not to carry this brand. As for when he will join the large army in the future, it will be better to wait until he breaks through to the middle stage of qi refining first.

At the same time, in the early days of the Black Mountain Divine Banquet, there were more than 2,000 Taoist disciples walking in the mountain, and they were not yet powerful, and the chaos was incomparable.

After all, according to a rumor, after more than half of the Daoists who entered the mountain during the Black Mountain Divine Banquet were killed and injured, the Ascending Immortal Fruit Fang would begin to appear in the mountain.

Although this is a rumor, it is difficult to guarantee that those Daoists who are interested in ascending to the Immortal Fruit, especially those in the late stage of Qi refining, will not directly kill the ring, hoping that they can find the Ascending Immortal Fruit as soon as possible.

Xu Dao looked around, immediately cast his magic technique, and ran out.

He was going to find a suitable place to stay, so that he could arrange the formation and build a place to stay.

Leaving the bone jungle covered with corpse rats, Xu Dao wanted to find a vibrant place for his family to practice, but he walked through the mist for more than a quarter of an hour, and his eyes were still desolate and gloomy.

The few dwarf trees that occasionally I found were also twisted and weird, not ordinary trees, but murder trees, their roots strangled by unknown flesh and blood corpses, the trees were entangled with yin qi, and there was a miserable green ghost fire looming.

Along the way, Xu Dao also saw more ghosts and monsters, all of which were mutilated, with a thick corpse qi, and no soul in the body.

And the only thing that has a soul is the ghost that wanders around, whistling again and again.

Xu Dao cautiously avoided these demons, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and then climbed a small hill, ready to look in all directions and discern the direction.

But when he looked through the thin mist for miles, his eyes were uncertain.

Except for the place he had just walked through, the rest of the place was also a dark and strange scene, full of ghosts and ghosts, and the yang energy was gone.

Xu Dao stood on the hill, stretched out his hand to catch the yin wind, and felt the situation here.

"The aura is indeed rich, almost comparable to the medium meditation room in the White Bone Temple. If you find a spiritual vein, you will only be more abundant...... But the yin qi is also thick and endless, forming a yin wind, which reverberates one after another. ”

A glimpse of the whole leopard, this huge black mountain boundary, not as Xu Dao imagined, will be abundant, beautiful, and vibrant.

It's dark, gloomy, and full of demons.

If a mortal comes here, he will immediately be divided by ghosts and eaten by flesh and soul. Even a Taoist must always be cautious and beware of demons.

Xu Dao thought to himself: "This is almost a ghost land, not a fairy mountain spiritual land. ”

After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly remembered that in the Taoist book, the so-called mountain gods are the beings who control the leylines of the earth and control the souls of life and death.

It is rumored in the world that there is a netherworld after death, one of the sayings is that "life belongs to Chang'an, death belongs to Mount Tai", the underworld is respected by the king of Mount Tai, always in charge of death, driving away ghosts, and can enter the world to detain the soul.

The monarch of Taishan Mansion and the mountain god also.

And the Black Mountain Dryad is also a mountain god.

Xu Dao secretly said in his heart: "Could it be that this so-called Black Mountain is actually a ghost......