The mottled leaves of the trees, layered on top of each other, were like huge green clouds, spread in the sky overhead, and only a little sunlight could penetrate the gaps between the leaves, and sprinkle down.

Between the tall grass and trees, the sound of Sisuo came from time to time, and I don't know how many poisonous insects and demons were hidden, and they were covered by a large area of miasma mist, which was even more mysterious and terrifying, and extremely dangerous!

Dark, damp, dangerous.

This is the middle enclosure world of the black stone deep field!

......

Yue Yueran stepped on the clouds, flew under the canopy, his spiritual sense spread, and his eyes unconsciously looked in the direction to the left.

More than thirty miles away, in a deep pool under a cliff, dozens or hundreds of huge and thick black dragon-like monsters were intertwined, and next to their old lair, there were several spiritual roots.

The bamboo-like branches, jet-black leaves, blooming with seven or eight jet-black flowers, all the size of a basin, the petals overlapping and scattered, the shape is also good, but the color is too shocking, and it grows in that group of black worms, it really doesn't look like a good road.

In fact, it is.

In the volume of all things that Yue Yuran read, there is this spiritual root record.

Black Heart Bamboo!

Flowers are highly poisonous and can be used to refine high-grade poisonous powder!

Not only this black-hearted bamboo, the deeper Yue Yue entered, the more fierce the spiritual roots and different grasses in front of him became, and this change made Yue Yue think about it.

"If those resentful fish have become as vicious as ghosts because of that resentful sword order, then does the distribution and change of the spiritual roots in the depths of this black stone wilderness also show that ..... In the deepest depths of the Blackstone Wilderness, there is something corrosive, filthy, demonic?"

His eyes narrowed.

The more his brain moved, the more Yue Yueran's expression became more and more like an old fox.

And although he knew that the black-hearted bamboo flower was highly poisonous, Yue Yueran still turned away, not planning to let it go, maybe when, it would play a key role.

......

After turning for a moment, Yue Yueran's eyes flashed again.

In the other direction, there was another team, flying in the direction of the black heart bamboo, and the leader was a young man with an indifferent face, who turned out to be the mountain and flying clouds!

This person is now in the late stage of foundation building, and although his expression is still cold and withdrawn, he is much better than the ghost-like appearance of the past.

Beside Feiyun was an old man with a majestic appearance and a gentle expression, followed by a team of fifty or sixty people, most of whom had empty and indifferent eyes, and at first glance they knew that they were cultivators who had lost their minds.

"Feiyun, according to the news we inquired, those few black-hearted bamboos are just in front, calculate the time, it should have reached the time of maturity. ”

The majestic old man said.

This old man's name is Bashan Yan, and he is the fourth brother of his father who has been deceased for many years.

Bashan Feiyun nodded slightly and did not speak.

He shook his head at the rockstone.

"Feiyun, it's not that the fourth uncle said you, your temperament should also be changed, the family will be passed on to your hands sooner or later, just with a Dao heart, you don't understand the way of Qu Rou, and you will suffer a big loss when you deal with those old foxes in the cultivation realm in the future. ”

"That's what the fourth uncle said. ”

Bashan Feiyun replied with five words, and the words were as precious as gold.

Bashan Yan glanced at him, and said with a wry smile: "In your heart, are you a little dissatisfied with the family that bought those cultivators from the black market, lost their minds, and became war slaves?"

The mountains and clouds were silent, and his eyes were a little heavier.

"Ahh

He sighed.

Behind the two of them, the other descendants of the Bashan family had complicated expressions when they heard it.

......

"What do you think in your heart, my father and I, as well as Uncle Wuxi, are clear, I'm afraid that the situation of those slaves makes you think of yourself. However, no matter how dissatisfied you are, we must do this, the family has experienced that catastrophe, and its momentum and strength have plummeted, and we must replenish our combat power in order to defend the family. ”

Pull out the mountain inkstone and say again.

Pulling out the mountains and flying clouds, he was silent, and his eyes did not flash, this person must not be able to be moved by people in a few words.

"Well, whatever you think, one day, you will understand our difficulties. ”

One more sigh, no more words.

In the distance, Yue Yueran's face was expressionless as he listened.

But compared to that Qin Feng, this guy who crawled out of the demon's nest made Yue Yuran feel a little good in his heart.

However, he didn't plan to have much to do with the Bashan family, and unless he accelerated his speed at this moment, most of the monks of the Bashan family would have to get the black heart bamboo flower in front of him.

After thinking about it, Yue Yue slowed down.

Soon, the monks of the Bashan family rushed to the edge of the deep pool under the cliff and fought with those black monsters.

In the end, after paying four or five lives, I finally got those few black heart bamboo flowers.

"Let's go to the next place. ”

He gave an order and turned away with the team.

On the other side, Yue Yueran, who had stopped, narrowed his eyes again.

"Are these guys from the Bashan family here specifically to find the spiritual root news collected by their family, or do they have another purpose? Looking at this posture, at least one thing is certain, the Bashan family must have more detailed information about this place in their hands, and it must have a much more purpose than me looking for a needle in a haystack. ”

As soon as the mind turned, it also followed the turn and flew away.

For Yue Yueran, he doesn't have a special purpose anyway, and the direction of the other party is also going to the depths, since this is the case, then follow and see.

And although Ning Yuan said a lot of things here before, this old man is also a lonely ghost, and he doesn't break into much, where can he know how much.

......

Fight!

Gather!

The team of the Bashan family flew around in the mountains and fields to find it, and collected all kinds of spiritual flowers and plants, natural materials and treasures. Unbeknownst to them, a pair of eyes have been looking at them.

will inevitably encounter danger, especially those overwhelming insects, the team is constantly attrition, but they have never returned, and most of the dead monks are those cultivators.

That night, the team stopped again, carved out a cave in the mountain, and drilled into it to renovate.

In the cave, a bonfire was lit.

Some people are roasting meat on fire and drinking old wine, some people are cultivating with their hearts, and Bashan Yan is to call the important elders and children of several families such as Bashan Feiyun to discuss in a corner.

"Tomorrow is the last place of our trip, and when we get that stuff, we'll go back. ”

Bashan Yan said.

"Fourth uncle, what is it, at this moment, you should tell us, right?"

A young man muttered.

Bashan Yan smiled when he heard it.

glanced at him, and then swept the others, except for the mountains and flying clouds, all of them looked very interested.

The old guy groaned again, and just nodded.

"Well, tell you so!"