Golden Ridge, above the huge abyss.

At this moment, the seventy-two golden platforms were all full, and they were slowly sinking into the bottomless abyss one by one.

Outside the abyssal cavern, dozens of cold corpses were scattered, and nearly two hundred lonely figures with desperate faces on their faces, most of them were some lowly cultivators.

Looking at the pair of cold, staring eyes on the last gold sealing platform, as if looking at a dead person, they were completely desperate!

or repentance and crying, or laughing sadly, or hating and cursing, until the last golden platform completely disappeared into the dark abyss, disappearing from their field of vision.

They know that to stay means death, that everything is empty.

And just when there was a dead silence in the basin, suddenly outside the basin that should have been calm, a gale roared and burst out!

The wind howled like a devil crying, as if it was the lonely ghost in the broken blade of the remnant soldier roaring for his life, making people shudder.

Everywhere he passed, the cold corpses that had fallen down turned into brand-new silver sculptures. Even if the living are accidentally scratched, they will also turn into tall carved figurines in a few breaths!

Seeing this, a monk who was completely defeated in his mentality had already roared madly and waved his fingers in all directions: "No~ I won't die! How could I turn into that cold silver eagle, there must be a way out!"

Suddenly, he looked at the abyss cave behind him, and the divine light of survival suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he laughed with a shudder: "Yes... Yes, they all went down, this abyss must be the entrance, I have been practicing penance for decades... How can you give up~!"

As he spoke, he jumped up, laughed wildly and jumped into the pitch-black bottomless pit, and there was no sound of landing for a long time!

When everyone saw it, they seemed to see the hope of life, and they jumped in one after another, reaching hundreds!

But before he could wait for a moment, the abyss was already swept up by the wind, and the monks who had jumped in before were swept up one after another, thrown into the air, and then strangled like blood mist powder, scattered in front of everyone's eyes!

Those wanderers who were bathed in blood and rain and had frightened faces turned into a silver figurine with a frightened face under the howling of the gale wind.

Thundered~

The huge spiral pillar of light rose into the sky again, covering the abyssal crater.

Countless new red pills roared up from the basin, disappeared into the silver streamer, and disappeared without a trace.

Only the cold sculptures that were kneeling or standing were forcibly pushed out of the basin by the frenzied gale, and they became one of the remnants of the Golden Dead Ridge forever.

......

The glow of the sun is sprinkled on the continuous bamboo sea that fluctuates with the breeze.

The drifting white clouds, like the waves in the sea, move slowly, step by step, and appear ethereal and boundless.

This is Penglailin.

Penglailin is nearly 800 miles in circumference, and it is lonely under the cliffs on three sides. The brilliant zenith on it is actually a dissolved top of the sky with colorful spars, which is pouring out thousands of rays of light, illuminating this Penglai bamboo forest, like a fairyland!

Although the cliffs on three sides of Penglailin are as smooth as mirrors and cannot be climbed, there is a vast and boundless body of water on its east side, and there seems to be a reddish-brown volcanic island in the distance, spitting out huge mushroom-shaped red clouds!

Looking through the layers of covered bamboo leaves, looking up at the colorful crystal-like glowing zenith above his head, Luo Yu slowly withdrew his gaze.

I took the gold sealing platform and fell from the thousand-zhang high ceiling, to be exact, it should be the top of the spar rock.

Obviously, this Penglailin is in the underground space of Jinjiling.

As soon as Feng Jintai pierced through the top of the spar rock, it instantly split into eight pieces, breaking up in all directions and descending rapidly, separating the eight people who could only gather for a stick of incense.

It was at the moment of the forced landing that he could overlook the whole picture of Penglailin, and even the volcanic island floating in the vast water in the distance.

Luo Yu had a feeling that the volcanic island with the mushroom cloud was likely to be the next stop on his trip.

I looked at the endless bamboo forest around me, the breeze was gentle, and the mist was entangled.

Although there is no birdsong and flowers, it is indeed full of aura.

It's just that... I have been walking for a while, but I have not found any spirit flowers and fairy grasses, let alone any spirit fruits that can prolong life. Not only that, but compared to the Golden Death Ridge, this Penglai Forest can't even sacrifice the Sound Transmission Flying Sword!

These dolls are not as tall as the carvers in the Golden Dead Mountains, and they are no different from life-size. And most of them are wrapped in thorns, which seems to be very old. They may stand or sit, and some may lie down, and they have different forms. Different from the frightened and hideous expression in the golden spirit, these bamboo maids have all kinds of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness!

Suddenly, Luo Yu stopped and looked at a bamboo maid in front of him who was wrapped in thorns in the lower half of his body, but it was brand new and green!

Seeing this bamboo maid raise his head, he reached out, as if he wanted to pick something from the boulder wall in front of him?

He frowned and approached, looking up and down.

I saw that the bamboo maid was happy, and he made the appearance of touching the gap between the stone arms. Between his fingers, he was pinching a mushroom-like fruit laughing at a goose egg.

This fruit is as blue as the glow, and there is a light purple fluorescent flying around it, bringing up a burst of intoxicating fragrance, as if smelling it, it can make people feel refreshed!

Luo Yu knew that this was a third-order spirit fruit - Shikai Youlan.

In the medicine garden, I have read many Dan Lao's Dan Dao classics, and I know a lot about all kinds of spiritual flowers and fairy grasses.

The Stone Open Blue Fruit is ranked as the third-order superlative, and it is an extremely rare alchemy main material. Of course, this fruit can also be used as an auxiliary refining spiritual material for longevity and longevity elixirs. Even if you don't refine the elixir, if you swallow this fruit directly, it also has the effect of rejuvenation and rejuvenation.

However, it is naturally more cost-effective to use it to refine the Zhuyan Pill.

The stone open blue fruit is generally no more than the size of a bayberry, and this goose egg-sized plant is really rare and rare, if handed over to Danlao, it is enough to refine twenty excellent Zhuyan Pills.

You can see this... Worth a lot of money!

Seeing this, Luo Yu was a little excited in his heart, and instinctively reached out to pick it.

But just as his fingers were about to touch the stone blossoming blue fruit, he suddenly stopped!

When he looked at the green bamboo maid's palm under his palm, which was almost the same as his own movements, he seemed to think of something, and he instantly withdrew his fingers in shock and looked at the bamboo maid's chest.

The detective picked up a red pill inlaid in the bamboo maid's chest, and Luo Yu was shocked and muttered: "Chidan! Could it be that this bamboo man is also... Humanized?"

Feel the residual warmth of the red pill in your hand, obviously... It has been proved that the bamboo maid in front of him is one of the more than 500 monks who have entered this Penglailin.

Holding the red pill that was as red as blood, Luo Yu only felt that this red pill was becoming more and more dazzling, which made people feel cold!

He looked at the tempting Shikai Blue Fruit again, and muttered, "This Penglai Lin, who seems to be full of spiritual energy, is not only unable to fly in the air, but also can't even use the Sound Transmission Sword, and it doesn't seem to be as the Daoist said... It's a good idea to get it!"

Obviously, the bamboo maid in front of him is likely to have a sudden change when he was picking the stone blossom blue fruit, and he turned into a bamboo man! As for what happened, it is unknown.

But it is certain that this person turned into a bamboo maid, and it must be inseparable from this stone open blue fruit. Because the face of this bamboo maid still remained happy, it was obvious that the moment he touched the stone open blue fruit, he was turned into a bamboo maid!

Seeing this, Luo Yu hesitated and thought about it.

Naturally, he didn't want to leave this really rare stone open blue fruit, so he left. But if you take the risk of picking, I'm afraid you'll repeat the mistakes of this person...

Suddenly, he slapped his head and turned his sorrow into joy: "Heh~ Since it is dangerous to touch, then I won't touch it! Try it first, if it doesn't work... Think again. ”

With this in mind, he summoned a small carving knife.

This thing is the refining thing given to him by his true disciple, Yunyu Shuangfei.

Luo Yu is hand carving knife, a foot away, poked out the carving knife at the stone open blue fruit.

But after looking at the distance between himself and the stone wall, he thought about it again and took a step back, which urged the Dao Dao sword qi to shuttle between the stone cracks, and was constantly cutting off the stone face around the stone open blue fruit.

Looking at the scattered stone foam and the falling stones, Luo Yu seemed quite cautious. After all, he doesn't know if his method will work?

But when he saw that there was no abnormal change until the stone opened the blue fruit and loosened it, he was secretly glad that he was still alert and vigilant...

Not long after, under the cutting of countless small sword qi, the stone open blue fruit finally rolled down after a while.

Luo Yu opened the iron fan, and then with a light fan, he brought up the strong wind and rolled it into the fan.

Seeing that Shi Kaiyu Blue Fruit was in his hands, he smiled proudly: "It's a small sample~ You have a lot of spirit crystals!"

As he spoke, Luo Yu picked it up and prepared to put it in his bag.

But at the moment when he held the Stone Open Blue Fruit, a faint green silk thread appeared at the root of the Stone Open Blue Fruit, which connected to the broken stone crack.

"Not good... Broken Silk Connection!" Luo Yu exclaimed when he saw it, it was too late!

I saw that the ground under his feet actually broke through the ground in an instant, and countless vines like spiritual snakes wrapped around his legs, spreading upwards and covering him.

On top of its wriggling vine branches, spikes protruded and pierced his skin!

Seeing this, although Luo Yu was shocked, he was also prepared.

The qi and blood in the body are urging, and the skin is already as hard as iron, how can it be broken by its little spikes?

Now that there is no one around, why should I hide and avoid it?

"A mere demon vine, can you recognize a strange fire?" As soon as the cold fire in the body was urged, the raging flames instantly burned outside the body, and they burned towards those vines!

In an instant, the frost on the ground around them condensed, and the vines that were entangled like spiritual snakes turned into ashes as soon as they touched the cold fire. The vines that had not yet been burned were like living creatures, and they let out a sharp and terrible hiss, and they all disappeared into the ground, disappearing without a trace!

Luo Yu looked around at his feet with palpitations, and seeing that there was no more danger, he hurriedly put away the cold fire.

The cold fire is the fire of heaven and earth, and it can naturally restrain the demon vine of this wood genus.

However, although it is protected by cold fire, it is not convenient to use it too much, so as not to be watched, and it is only used as a last resort.

At the beginning, he found that all bamboo maids had a common characteristic, that is, vine entanglement. Jin Ling belongs to gold, and this place is called Penglailin, since it belongs to wood. A golden spirit gale swept by, humanizing a silver eagle. Then this Penglailin is very likely to be this vine entangled, turning into a bamboo maid.

After experiencing the previous out, Luo Yu had already confirmed his previous guess.

If what you expected is correct, then the so-called spiritual flowers and fairy grasses in this Penglai Forest will be accompanied by the crisis of incarnating as a bamboo maid! That is to say, as long as you touch these so-called opportunities, the crisis of life and death will come. Even if he dug out the stone open blue fruit in the air before, it is estimated that it is useless.

Thinking of this, Luo Yu looked at the green misty bamboo forest, and said solemnly: "Although the Golden Death Ridge is dangerous, it will only turn into a silver maid when you die. And this Penglailin seems to be peaceful, but it is full of dangers, and the danger is even better! It seems that we need to find them as soon as possible and tell them... Otherwise, the consequences are unimaginable. ”

As he spoke, he was hurrying towards the side of the ocean to the east.

Obviously, when descending into this Pengleilin, everyone overlooked this place surrounded by cliffs on three sides, and only the eastern water area has a volcanic island.

The cliff is as smooth as a mirror and impassable, so naturally only the water is left.

......

Relative to the tranquility of the area where Luo Yu is located.

At this time, on the other side of Penglailin, a tragic battle was breaking out.

To be exact, it should be a siege battle.

There were as many as forty scattered cultivators, led by two powerhouses in the late stage of Condensation, who were besieging three of them.

These three people were the disciples of the Gu Ying Sect who were mostly dressed in blue and gray clothes and covered with gray mink robes.

Behind the three of them, on a two-zhang high, vine-wrapped boulder, there is a seven-colored spiritual branch that resembles a sunflower and is one zhang high.

Its stem grows three strands, intertwined and upward, with seven long leaves, like a golden paper blazing fire. And its sunflower-like huge flowers are divided into nine petals, just like the faint red glow of the blood and yang, and can shine around for more than ten zhang! And the heart of the sunflower is densely covered with eighty-one seeds, each of which is full of red and bright like a spar, and is flashing with the light of crystal jade drops, which makes people salivate to see it.

This thing is a fourth-order spirit flower, Chiyang Crystal Sunflower.

Chiyang Jingkui is ranked in the middle grade of the fourth order, and it is naturally a rare Yang spiritual object, which can be said to be full of treasures. Its dried leaves can be refined into vessels, nine petals can be refined into pills by fire, and the eighty-one seeds can also be eaten directly to enhance cultivation.

It's a great opportunity for monks to come by.

And this group of dozens of scattered cultivators, who dared to sacrifice their lives and forget their deaths and recklessly attack the Gu Ying Sect, was precisely for the sake of this fourth-order spiritual object, Chiyang Jingkui.