In the middle layer of the Magic Mountain Secret Realm, there are also mountains and endless grasslands, and the topography is not much different from the outer layer.

The only difference is that the aura inside is much richer than the outer layer.

Lin Yang was flying slowly at a low altitude in the middle of the Magic Mountain Secret Realm, and he was in a happier mood at the moment.

Because his luck in the past two days was very good, he not only picked dozens of purple light grass and diamond-shaped flowers that were refining Tsukidan.

I also looked for some other kinds of rare spirit grasses.

Think about the reason, most likely because of the different routes he walks.

This route from Lanpo Lake to the middle level of the Magic Mountain Secret Realm was discovered by the monks of Baibo Kingdom.

The monks of the other sects didn't know about this route at all.

Therefore, there are not many monks who enter the middle level of the Magic Mountain Secret Realm from this route.

Even if those monks of the White Paradise Kingdom knew about this route, the number of people who could teleport to the vicinity of this route was limited, and the terrain of this route was complex and there were many monsters.

If you're unlucky, breaking into the vicinity of the monster's lair is basically the same as looking for death.

Therefore, some Baibo monks still dare not easily step into this route, knowing that there is such a route.

Instead, it is more conservative to go around to the south gate or north gate to enter the secret realm of the magic mountain.

Because Lin Yang got the map of the Magic Mountain Secret Realm drawn by Fu Yunzi, he was able to pass through Lanbo Lake relatively smoothly and came to the middle level of the Magic Mountain Secret Realm.

And in several places where the spirit grass grows, some rare spirit grasses were picked, including purple light grass and diamond-shaped flowers.

Lin Yang put some old spirit grasses into storage bags, and those low years were transplanted into their bodies for cultivation.

Lin Yang's next target was an area called the Remnant Star Palace, and according to Zongmen Yujian, that area was a ruined palace abandoned area.

The last main ingredient for refining Tsukidan, the Golden Thousand Whiskers, grew in that area.

This golden thousand beard spirit grass itself is metallic, and it can only be nurtured and grown in areas rich in metallic elements.

If the Golden Thousand Whisker Spirit Grass was successfully picked, then Lin Yang's purpose of this trip to the Secret Realm of the Demon Mountain had been achieved.

These three main materials and more than 10 kinds of auxiliary materials for refining Zhujidan are all complete.

As for the battle between the Heavenly Dao Sect and the Yin Luo Sect to seize the treasure, Lin Yang didn't bother to pay attention to it, and he didn't want to meddle in this matter at all.

Even he was looking forward to it in his heart, the more intense the fight between the two sides, the better.

It is best to leave all the Yin Luo Sect's Yousha and others in the secret realm of the Demon Mountain, so that he will have one less enemy.

When he was hundreds of zhang away from the Remnant Star Palace, Lin Yang escaped to a small hill covered with low trees.

At the bottom of the hill, you can see the ruined area of a palace, which is hundreds of feet in circumference, and the tall stone pillars are crooked and dilapidated.

Huge bluestone fragments are also messy and scattered throughout the wasteland.

There are also some low trees growing in the wasteland, and in some crevices of the rubble, a few golden vines the thickness of fingers have grown.

On the surface of the vine, there is also a dense layer of downy hairs, which are golden yellow throughout.

Lin Yang recognized at a glance that these spirit grasses were the golden thousand whiskers mentioned in the jade slip.

However, now is not the time to pick spirit grass, there are five people holding each other in the open space in this waste area.

From the clothes on his body, it can be concluded that the three people with their backs to themselves are monks from Tsing Yi Gate.

The other two are Purple Guardian monks, and looking at the situation of these people, it is obvious that Purple Guardian monks are at a disadvantage.

One of them had a fist-sized blood hole in his thigh.

Black blood was bubbling out at the moment, and it was obvious that the wound was poisonous.

Another monk held a sword in his hand, a gourd magic weapon hovering above his head, and his eyes were fixed on several monks in Tsing Yi Gate.

Not far behind these two Purple Guardian monks, there was a corpse.

The costume on the corpse turned out to be a disciple of the Blue Cloud Sect.

However, this person's face is against the ground, and he can't see his face, so he doesn't know which of his fellow disciples was killed here?

At this moment, I only heard a monk from the Ziwei Kingdom say, "A few fellow Daoists, I, the Ziwei Kingdom, don't want to participate in the battle between your Yin Luo Sect and the Heavenly Dao Sect.

If a few Daoists also take a fancy to the Golden Thousand Whisker Spirit Grass here, the two of us can leave, how about giving up the Spirit Grass here to a few people?"

When the three monks of Tsing Yi Sect heard this, the monk in the middle laughed.

Said with some disdain: "Fellow Daoist, we must have received the spiritual grass here, but we also want your storage bags."

Since you met us today, you should be blamed for your bad luck, and you all stay today. ”

When Lin Yang heard this person's words, he felt a little familiar.

After identifying the back of the man in the middle, I also guessed who this person was.

It's really a narrow road, and the person I meet at this moment is the wind of Tsing Yi Gate.

Lin Yang thought to himself, since he had met it, let's end the hatred that chased him back then and put an end to it here.

As a result, Lin Yang draped the stealth Spa on his body and disappeared in place.

The two monks of the Purple Guardian Kingdom also knew that with the strength of the two of them, they were definitely not the opponents of the three opposite.

And just now he was attacked by the other party, and his junior brother was seriously injured and basically lost his combat effectiveness.

The meaning of the other party's words just now was obvious, even if they gave up the spiritual grass here, these three monks from the Tsing Yi Sect had no intention of letting them go.

The monk of the Purple Guardian unconsciously stepped back.

Feng smiled and waved his hand, and the two monks next to him detoured from left to right very tacitly.

surrounded the two of Ziweiguo in the middle in the shape of a pin, and slowly approached.

Feng smiled and raised his legs and walked towards the two Purple Guardian monks, forming an air wheal in his hand and throwing it at the Purple Guardian monks.

At the same time, the two monks of the Tsing Yi Sect also sacrificed the magic weapons in their hands, wanting to kill the two people of the Ziwei Kingdom on the spot in one fell swoop.

I don't know if it's because of the complicated terrain here, or if there's another reason.

I saw one of the monks of Tsing Yi Gate, and in the process of escaping forward, he fell to the ground with a thud under his feet.

Just as he tried to get up, at the place where he fell, a small silver two-headed snake suddenly burst out, bit the man's arm, and then quickly crawled into the wasteland and disappeared.

The monk in Tsing Yi screamed and rolled on the ground in pain.

He kept scolding.

"Damn brute, dare bite me. ”

At the same time, a fireball flew out and hit the direction in which the little snake had fled.

Feng Yi on the side smiled and saw this scene, his face sank, and he scolded this person in his heart.

However, he didn't take this matter to heart, and instead focused his energy on the two monks of the Purple Guardian Kingdom.

At this time, the injured monk was wrapped around the wheal hit by the wind smile, and the body shield on his body squeaked when it collided with the wheal.

At this moment, a black spear pierced at him.

"Ahh

A scream rang out.

The man was impaled through the chest with a spear and fell directly to the ground.

Another monk of the Purple Guardian Kingdom, after seeing this scene, directly took out a flying magic weapon and fled without looking back.

Feng Yi sneered and shouted loudly: "I want to escape, wishful thinking!"

After speaking, he saw the wind smile and disappeared in place, chasing after him at a speed several times that of the Purple Guardian Monk.

Another Tsing Yi Sect monk also chased after Feng Yixiao.

However, when he had just escaped a few feet, he felt a tightness under his feet, as if his ankle had been grabbed, and his body suddenly lost its balance and fell to the ground.

However, this person also reacted very quickly, and when he fell, he stabbed the spear above his head in the direction of his back.

At this moment, I saw that on the originally empty ground behind him, a monk suddenly jumped out of thin air, and the spear grazed the crotch of this person.

The monk held a large knife in his hand and slashed at him.

The Tsing Yi Sect monk was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he quickly rolled his body to the side.

At the same time, there is an extra talisman in his hand, and then he throws this talisman out.

I saw that this talisman conjured up a piece of bluestone, which grew in the wind, and instantly grew to the size of one zhang, separating the monk from the back.

"Boom!"

A loud bang rang out.

What this monk never expected was that the bluestone that the talisman had transformed into was actually split in half by the big knife in this person's hand.

Revealing its true face, it floated downward, burning at the same time, and then disappeared into a wisp of green smoke.

At this moment, a large knife more than a foot long had fallen from mid-air, and the speed made him react a little sluggish.

This monk in Tsing Yi showed a look of despair in his eyes.

At this moment, it was a little too late to dodge, only to see him shout.

"Senior Brother Feng, save.... ”

Before he could finish his words, Lin Yang's blood-drinking knife had already fallen, and the body protection shield on this monk's body, like paper paste, burst open the moment it touched the blood-drinking knife.

The next moment, a bloody head rolled to the side with half of its arm attached.

The headless corpse shook twice, then fell to the ground with a thud.

Lin Yang stood up from the ground with a bow, and pulled out the blood-drinking knife that was inserted into the ground one foot deep, without looking at the corpse on the ground.

Instead, he turned his head to look at the wind that was not far away and smiled.

Feng Yixiao had already killed another Purple Guardian Monk at this moment, and at the same time as he killed that Purple Guardian Monk, he heard the cries for help from his fellow disciples.

So, looking back, he just happened to see the process of Lin Yang killing his fellow disciples.

Although Feng Yixiao is angry, he is also a very intelligent person.

As he retreated, he turned his head to look at another Tsing Yi monk.

At this moment, the same door that was bitten by the silver snake was lying motionless on the ground, and his life and death were unknown.