Liu Xuan has been settled in the Burial Dragon Valley for nearly a year, and the days are getting more and more comfortable, taking care of the flowers and plants during the day, and a few people gather in one place at night to chat and drink, and practice when there is nothing to do. Liu Xuan thought about it for a while and understood, in his previous life, he was always thinking about becoming stronger, and after becoming stronger, he would have to fight in all directions, and he had to worry about the affairs of the Heavenly Sect, and he was very tired, unlike now, the Dao heart was like a breeze, not impatient, not angry, and not fighting, but the Dao heart was more solid, so the cultivation was amazing for the fast entry into the realm. If in the previous life, it would take at least a few decades for the ordinary foundation building layer to enter the eighth layer, and if the nine condensation golden pills could not be broken after a few decades, the life of this monk would end here, because the longevity did not wait for anyone, at that time in the primordial universe, there were many monks who could not condense the golden pill in their seventies and eighties, and in the end, if there was no chance, it would be just waiting for death all day long.

Liu Xuanxiu went up, and his body has recovered a lot, from the figure of six or seven years old, to eleven or twelve years old, he already looks quite fairy, his face is the same as in his previous life, black hair and shawl, long eyes and sword eyebrows, nose like a peak, lips like a knife, and he is extremely handsome.

After the transformation of Liu Xuan's people, the Burial Dragon Valley has become a fairy valley outside the world, the water has a spirit, the wood has a god, and the spiritual mist does not disperse all day long; there are spiritual fields, there are medicine gardens, and the fragrance of flowers and medicine is constantly in all directions. In the small building of Guiren, the iron tree of the broken yuan dragon stands towering to the sky, rare treasures are everywhere, and rows of wooden houses stand in a forest, which is simply similar to the peach orchard of fairyland.

It's just that Liu Xuan has been a little worried recently, the spiritual field he has cultivated has reached a radius of 100 acres, and it takes a lot of manpower to water and take care of it every day, Juan's white wolf clan has 300 people, Liu Xuan allows anyone in his clan who is more than the seventh order to transform into a shape, which can make Juan very happy, seeing that his clan's cultivation is improving day by day, and the news of promotion reaches his ears almost every day, which is almost undreamable in the past. Among the three hundred white wolf clans, there are nearly two hundred who have exceeded the seventh order, of which the eighth and ninth orders account for seventy percent, and the other three percent have passed the tenth order, while the remaining ones who are less than the seventh order are mostly young sons who have just been born. After these people turned into shapes, they built a lot of houses on the edge of the Lingtian, and it became a village, Juan named the village White Wolf Village, Liu Xuan did not object, the valley was already less angry, so it was also lively, and he was happy to pass on some spells to Juan, so that he taught the White Wolf villagers to be a reward for guarding the Lingtian.

But even if there are more than 200 people, there is still a shortage of manpower to work everywhere, Liu Xuan is worried about this matter, but there is no way, just do more by yourself, thinking of this, Liu Xuan suddenly remembered something, four months ago, he found a few Qihe dragon claw flowers not far from the valley mouth, which is a healing medicine, this flower can not be easily transplanted, otherwise it will be difficult to survive, so Liu Xuan adapted measures to local conditions, and divided a few dragon claw flowers into more than 30 branches and planted them there, thinking that the time was about the same, and the more than 30 dragon claw flowers that were separated should also be restored to life, so Liu Xuan told Bart not to stop practicing, and go to the valley mouth alone to check it out。

Buried in the dense forest outside the Dragon Valley.

The Kobo team walked very easily, I don't know if it was good luck, or Marlowe's leadership, or because of the deterrence of the Holy Magister Byron, in these seven or eight days, they only encountered a few waves of third- and fourth-order demonic beasts, and every time it was Kelly screaming and rushing up to beat these poor demonic beasts, and then came back to blow the bull for a long time, everyone listened with a smile, and sometimes laughed. Old Byron sat in the tent car and closed his eyes and recuperated, and ignored them, letting these young people make jokes, and occasionally being amused by Kelly to laugh, and then laughing and scolding her to teach her a few words, and then Kelly stuck out his tongue and sprinkled a few coquettish, and Old Byron couldn't cry or laugh.

Marlowe sat on a horse and walked in front of the group, listening to the young people behind him talking and laughing, and felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction in his heart, sometimes Marlowe couldn't help but imagine how good it would be if he didn't go to the Burial Dragon Valley this time......

Suddenly, a dark shadow in front of him approached Marlowe at a very fast speed.

"The front is the entrance to the Burial Dragon Valley, there are still about thirty miles, so let's get ready!" This black shadow is the elf Gulmo who went to explore the way, "I'll go back now, go to the valley first, you guys be careful in the back!"

Marlowe nodded and said, "Okay, you should be careful yourself, if you encounter anything, don't be reckless, save your life first!"

Gulmo snorted, and turned back the way he came.

Marlowe turned around and shouted at Kelly: "Captain Kelly!!" Thirty miles ahead is the entrance to the Burial Dragon Valley, tell everyone to prepare as planned, and at the current speed, it will take about two hours to reach the entrance. ”

Kelly nodded excitedly and said, "yes~~ Great, it's finally here, and now is the time for Miss Ben to show her talents!!"

At this time, Byron came out of the tent car, sat on the wheel, his eyes fixed on the direction of the burial dragon valley, and his mood couldn't help but get nervous. In fact, in recent days, Byron has always had nightmares, he dreamed that a young man in white was beating himself with a leather whip, looking back in the dream, the face of the young man in white turned into a wolf's head for a while, a rhinoceros for a while, and finally turned into a hideous face like a demon, every time at this time, Byron woke up, and what was even stranger was that this dream appeared in his mind for several days in a row, and the closer he was to the burial dragon valley, the stronger his palpitations became. But Byron didn't tell anyone, because he was afraid of causing panic among others.

Kelly circled back and ran to the rear of the group, giving orders as she ran: "Sein, get all the spare weapons ready, the bow and crossbow arrows can now be poisoned!"

"Okay Miss Kelly!!"

"Lilith, check all the magic scrolls, distribute the usual ones, and prepare them yourself!"

"Okay~~Sister knows~~~"

"Alain, check the potion stockpile, if the bottle is damaged, hurry up and replenish it now!"

"Yes.... It's ....."

Walking down in a circle, Kelly finished issuing the order, Marlowe nodded in front, and secretly praised this little girl for being a little bit serious and not letting her eyebrows go. Marlowe touched his long sword, as a great swordsman, only his own long sword was the real reliance, and no other potion or magic scroll could give him a sense of security.

Marlowe adjusted his mood to ensure that he could exert 100% combat power at any time, and the original tension disappeared, this is the quality of a soldier who has been a soldier and has experienced life and death battles, which cannot be learned in any way, and only those who have really been on the battlefield can have an instinct.

The world passed quickly, a towering cliff appeared in front of Marlowe's eyes, the straight cliff was as neat as a knife and axe, from a distance, a winding crack appeared in the cliff, as it got closer and closer, the crack became wider and wider, and when the Kobo team walked to the cliff, it was seen that this crack was the only entrance to the mysterious Burial Dragon Valley, and the crack went deep into the cliff, and there was no end in sight.

Marlowe took a deep breath, drew his sword and raised it high, shouting, "Alert!! light torches!!"

Everyone didn't dare to slack off, and their mood became tense again, Sein took a double-headed axe from his back and put it in his hand, turned over and dismounted, and walked forward, the dwarves were not suitable for fighting immediately, the ground was where they could exert their combat effectiveness. Alain stared at Kelly, clutching a white magic wand tightly in his hand, his palms soaked with sweat from the silk threads wrapped around the staff. Lilith looked laid-back, but her hands glowed slightly, and the ice elementals had gathered.

Old Byron didn't dare to hold it up, although he was sitting on the wheel, he had already quietly grabbed the staff with both hands, and increased his spiritual power to a saturated state, and he could instantly send out magic below the fifth order at any time.

Marlowe lifted the reins of the horse, "pop pop" to the depths of the crack, Kelly followed, Marlowe observed while walking, the width of the crack can be up to three people side by side, if there is any danger, he is the first person to bear the brunt of the contact, if he and Kelly did not resist the first wave of attacks, then the mage behind will inevitably bear the blow, it will not be good, although there is an old Byron pressure formation, but if you meet a high-level monster of speed and strength, it is still enough for the old man to drink a pot.

Thinking of this, Marlowe said to Kelly: "Lili, you stay away from me, go and protect the mage, if there is any danger ahead, if I can't stop it, remember, immediately retreat, retreat from the Burial Dragon Valley, I have a way to live!"

Kelly also knew that now was not the time to mess around, so she hesitated and nodded, slowing down her mount and gradually moving closer to Alain and Lilith.

The crack was very long, and everyone walked tremblingly for nearly an hour without seeing the end.

Marlowe didn't dare to let down his guard, but he was in a slightly better mood, the road was quiet, there was no trace of any fierce beasts, and occasionally he could see the marks left by Gulmo, which made Marlowe feel a lot more at ease.

I don't know what happened to Gulmo, but these signs indicate that he is safe, and that we are going in the right direction, Marlowe secretly calculates.

Suddenly, by the light of the torch, Marlowe saw a dark shadow in front of him, and a slightly lowered heart instantly hung again.

"Battle !!!" Marlowe shouted, the blue fighting spirit instantly spread all over his body, the ruthlessness of the soldiers was fully revealed, and a cold light and fighting spirit slashed towards the direction of the black shadow.

"Wait!!It's me!!" the shadow snorted softly.

Marlowe paused suddenly, isn't this Gulmo?

"Gulmo.....? Is that you?" Marlowe forced back his sword, almost suffocating him to death with a breath of fighting spirit.

"It's me," the black shadow flashed out, with long ears and long hair, it was Gulmo, "what a fast sword, fortunately I dodged quickly ......"

"I'm sorry..... We were so nervous......" Marlowe said.

At this time, Kelly urged forward and said, "You are a dead Gulmo, you almost scared Miss Ben to death!"

Sein also muttered, "Dead elves, elbows, I almost cut off my own foot......"

Marlowe sat down on his horse without leaving his sword and asked, "What is the situation inside?"

Gulmo looked a little strange, shook his head and said, "I haven't encountered any danger at the moment, but ....... But ......"

"But what, you'd rather say it quickly!" Kelly was a little impatient.

Gulmo didn't know how to describe it: "It's not dangerous, but I've encountered something strange, it's weird!"

"How strange is it?" said Kelly, curious.

"Mr. Byron, have you ever seen a wooden sign that can speak......? It is....... It's a wooden board with a lot of words written on it, but this wooden board can still speak, and ...... It seems that this burial dragon valley has an owner......" Gulmo explained.

Byron frowned when he heard this, and muttered: "Talking plank? Gramophone magic? This is impossible, the sound magic of the Elan continent is still in the exploration stage, no, as far as I know, the ancient gramophone magic can only be attached to special materials with magical properties, and it is impossible to attach it to wood..... Also, what do you mean when you say that there is a master in the Burial Dragon Valley?"

Gulmo smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know very well, it's not far ahead of me at the end of the crack, I think... I guess we'd better go check it out......"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and in the end they had no choice but to follow Gulmo forward.

After a while, a vertical white line was seen in the distance, and as we approached, the white line became wider and brighter. Then a blinding light hit everyone, and when they opened their eyes again, everyone except Gulmo was stunned by the sight in front of them.

Several towering giant trees stand in front of you, the tall trunks pass through the ethereal spiritual mist, the strange flowers and plants are all around, occasionally a few screams, I don't know what kind of creature it is, the thin grass on the ground is like an incomparably huge carpet spreading, and the fragrance of the grass mixed with the strange fragrance that comes and goes from time to time keeps burrowing into the noses of everyone.

Marlowe took a deep breath, and the fighting spirit that had not entered the country for many years actually loosened slightly.

Just under a few giant trees, there is a wooden sign with handwriting all over it. Gulmo seemed to be familiar with the road, he stepped forward, only a few meters away from the wooden sign, only to hear a crisp bell "Ding Dong ~~~" sounded, everyone hurriedly clenched their weapons, nervous.

"Ahem~~~~~ mmmm, welcome to the Burial Dragon Valley ~~~~~" the wooden sign sounded

"Hey~~~Hmm~~~~"

"You stupid! The young master asked you to record your voice, why are you so verbose!"

"You stinky old cow, aren't I recording, what are you urging?"

"Ahem~~~ I'm sorry, once again welcome all adventurers to the Burial Dragon Valley, on behalf of the valley master, I would like to extend my noble message to you.... Sublime ..... That one.... Respect!!Old Niu, what are you writing here!"

"Cut~ I blame others for being blind, that's all, if you don't record me, I'll record it!"

"Don't~~ I'll record it.... I recorded ......"

At this time, Marlowe's faces were already covered with black lines, and the sound sounded like two people, two strange ......

"Uh~~ Let's get to the point.,That.... That ....." At this time, there was a rattling of paper in the voice, "Young master, ah no, the valley master said, if you are sightseeing, please go to the right, through the woods in front is the spiritual field of the Burial Dragon Valley, the crops planted here are very beneficial to the improvement of fighting spirit and magic power, hint, you can only look at it and not move, otherwise you will be punished to work in the valley for a period of time, after the Lingtian to the west is the West Cliff Mine of the Burial Dragon Valley, which is rich in rock iron ore, of course, it can only be seen and cannot be moved~~~~~"

"You stupid wolf, why don't you read according to my manuscript, the young master has found a nine-core thunder stone here, which can be used as a resource for sightseeing!"

"You know what a fart! The young master didn't let us talk so meticulously!"

"Cut~~"

"Ahem~~ Continue to continue, if you are sightseeing, then I'm sorry, there are only a few attractions in this valley now, but if you are tired of shopping, you can go to the Guiren Xiaozhu in the middle of the Burial Dragon Valley to take a rest, there is wine and food here, of course, this is not free~~~"

"Fart! When did the young master say that it wasn't free?"

"Hey, you stupid cow, we have worked so hard to eat and drink, how much good it is, right?"

"Hey, I don't care, if the young master scolds you, don't bother me!"

"Don't worry, it won't bother you...... Ahem, keep going, if you're not sightseeing, you're here to collect medicine, right? If you're going to collect medicine, then please go to the left, ...... left."

"Beep~~~~~~"

With a long roar, the sound of the wooden sign came to an abrupt end, and Marlowe and his party almost collapsed.

Big brother, half of the words are about whether the dead know or not!

Old Byron's face turned pale at this time, what kind of magic is this, what kind of high-level phonograph magic, etc., it doesn't matter, the important thing is that who is the person talking inside, one is called Stupid Wolf, the other is called Stupid Cow, God, Byron is extremely entangled in his heart, this cow should be a rhinoceros, right? No, it is dangerous here, absolutely dangerous, and it must not stay for a long time!

Byron made up his mind and was about to speak, only to hear Kelly laugh excitedly: "It doesn't look like this place is as dangerous as the legend, Uncle Marlowe, Grandpa Byron, shall we go in?"

Marlowe: "......"

Byron: "......"