Once upon a time, Dugu Hexuan had become a wisp of clear water, which could moisturize and irrigate the surrounding flowers and plants - this is the value of Danxiu.

The countless spirit stones that have been squandered are finally reflected in their value. However, such a Dan cultivation path still has to be paved with spirit stones as always.

Nowadays, being able to refine the three-grade spirit pill into three Kui pattern pill marks, Dugu Hexuan is still very satisfied with this achievement. If he can have the Jinding Dan Furnace and the Danyu Container, he may be able to go further.

Ganzhou, located in the southwest of Hongmeng, is known as the "continent of ten thousand mountains". The territory is steep and steep, the valley is strange, fierce birds and beasts are everywhere, and poisonous insects and miasma can be seen everywhere. However, due to the special climate and aura formed over the years, a special environment has been created, giving birth to countless treasures of heaven and earth. Moreover, there is no one side in Ganzhou that dominates the hegemony, so this continent has become the most dangerous, the most lively and the most famous continent in the world.

Some people call it: Golden Land, Adventure Paradise!

From Qingzhou to Ganzhou, the road is long and dangerous. Ninety percent of the dangers come from human beings. Dugu Hexuan and Fan Jianren secretly went down the mountain and went straight to their destination Ganzhou. To this end, Fan Jianren made solid preparations, but I don't know where he got a well-marked map. The two chose a very inconspicuous safety trail according to the map. It was about mid-November, that is, it took more than 20 days to reach the junction of Cheongju and Ganzhou.

On this side of Qingzhou, the mountains close to the border are all branches and veins of the Qingwei Mountain Range, high and low, neat and moderate, full of aura, and when the fog is around, there is still a bright green. In comparison, the mountains on the other side of Ganzhou were chaotic, and the spiritual power qi was scattered and uneven. If the wind rises, the sand will fly and the rocks will be scattered, and the dust and sand will be filled.

This is probably the classic situation depicted in the Terran classics: the mountain is righteous and the mountain is evil.

At the junction of the two continents, there is an inconspicuous willow forest. If you don't look closely or know the terrain well, it will be difficult to spot Edgeworth's flight. Below the willow forest is a loess slope, full of dead grass and dead leaves. At this moment, there were two teenagers standing on the hillside, one wearing a white robe and the other wearing a black robe, looking at the willow forest at the top of the slope with a solemn expression. In the other corner of the willow forest, there was a pile of rotting grass and a few dead tree poles that had fallen to the ground. Seemingly natural grass piles and dead trees form an excellent hiding place. There, a pair of green eyes were watching the two men on the slope.

Beneath the green light, those eyes seemed to be burning with fire. When you look at it, the unkempt and dirty hair blends with the rotting grass, making it difficult to make out the shape of the head. Suddenly, the eyes hidden in the haystack moved, moving out a little. Immediately, the head was slightly separated from the rotting grass, and the head was shaped like a "dog's head". And the two people in front of "it" mysteriously disappeared on the dirt slope.

This day is November 15th. The sky was drizzling, and the mountains near and far were locked in thick fog.

The willow leaves in the willow forest are hung with water droplets, mixed with loess, and somewhat turbid. The smell of rotting grass in the other corner, after a slight sound, quickly spread into the woods, forming a strange feeling of suffocation. The aura seemed to be looking for something. After a long time, this aura quietly receded, and then a figure appeared in the willow forest.

It moved slowly, searching, never taking its eyes off the loess slopes. The strange aura emanating from his body seemed to be able to perceive the subtle sounds in the entire forest. It's just that it hasn't found anything for the time being. It lifted its head, spat it into the air, flashed like a phantom, and disappeared into the pile of rotting grass. Then, all of a sudden, the woods lost any breath of life, like the Netherworld.

The wind is getting louder, and the woods are miserable. The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

About the time came, there was another sound in the calm woods, and at the same time there was a cry of "woo l wow". This series of noises came from the pile of rotting grass. A moment later, a fire shadow appeared in the very center of the woods. It was several flames from the kobold monster's body, forming a strange Hokage.

In the pouring rain, the kobold monster began to dance, repeating the words "woo woo wow" in his mouth. The crutches in his hand seem to be dancing randomly, but in fact, he keeps repeating three movements. These three actions seem simple, even a little funny, but once they are combined with the flames, they suddenly look extremely strange, as if countless actions have been formed.

What's even more strange is that in the storm, the flames are burning more and more.

The flames are so strong that they are like blood. It was as if it was an ancient ritual of blood and fire.

At the end of the hour, the kobold monster fell to the ground with a thud, and its blood seemed to be sucked dry. It lay faintly in the woods, washed by the storm.

In the middle of the night, the surrounding torrents resounded through the mountains, and the monsters that had lost their "homes" roared. However, no demon beast dared to approach this forest. In the endless darkness, the arrival of dawn is so precious that it is desirable. No matter how long the darkness lasts, the dawn will eventually come.

The next day, the sky was bright, and the wind and rain stopped. There is a new atmosphere in Yangliu Linton.

The kobold monster got up and took a few sips of the stagnant water on the ground, and the situation seemed to improve. Suddenly, its nose sniffed, its eyes lit up, and it turned to look. A foot away from it, there was a large wild boar, still panting in its nostrils. The kobold monster roared, jumped to the ground, opened its mouth to bite the throat of the wild boar, and frantically "yunxi". In just a short moment, the blood of a wild boar was sucked clean. After a moment of ecstasy, the kobold slowly stood up and scanned the woods with its ghostly green eyes.

Suddenly, he stroked his hair with a pair of black hands, and let out a few strange laughs. Suddenly unscrewed off a pork leg and chewed frantically. It seems to be the most beautiful delicacy in the world! After the two pork legs are in the stomach, it pats its stomach and laughs strangely. A pair of eyes continued to scan the woods, searching for the breath of the living creatures. It's just that every time it searched, it was in vain.

By noon, the kobold seemed to be resting and rejuvenating. It unscrewed off the two legs of the wild boar, picked it on a cane, and after "affectionately" scanning the willow forest, it walked out of the willow forest. The direction it is going in is where the core area of Ganzhou is located.

Along the way, the kobold monster stops and goes, stops and goes. Every night, it repeats its own dance. When you wake up in the morning, there's always a delicious breakfast waiting for you. I don't know if it's because the kobold monster has a low intelligence, or if it's already a tacit agreement with a mysterious friend, but in short, the path it walks is very secretive and surprisingly safe.

It's like a guide who is familiar with the road, and it is very intimate to lead the way.

It seems to be gradually waking up!

Ganzhou, the famous continent of Hongmeng, its core area is called "Xianmeng City". Immortals, people and mountains, the image is vivid and clear. The reason why it is so called is because it is not a city in the original sense, but in the center of the ten thousand mountains, forming a vast basin-shaped area, as a whole, it seems to be a natural city, but also like a huge labyrinth. In it, there is not even a city, but a town of different sizes. These towns form the core of Xianmeng City. Today, there are more than 3,000 people in the town. Standing on the top of the high mountains outside the city, the towns seem to be big houses, densely distributed in the basin. From time to time, there are swords shuttling through it.

Nine out of ten people in Ganzhou live in those towns. In fact, only those towns are safer places to live.

It is precisely because of such a peculiar geographical terrain that there are thousands of ways to enter the entrance of Xianmeng City.

In the southeast of Xianmeng City, there are peaks and mountains, valleys and ravines are dense, and the fog is filled. At the time of the unitary, the wind rises and blows through the yin air of the forest. It's chilling.

"The ghost gate of Xianmeng City is worthy of its name!"

"Hey, where did that kobold go?"

"He's awake, he should have entered the city!"

"Along the way, you cared so much about him, did you find anything?"

"Hmm...... Brother, have you ever heard of the old term 'shaman'?"

"Hmm...... Heard it once. However, it was when I was five years old, and I asked my thirteenth uncle to tell stories. The story of the ancient barbarians has been mentioned, and there seems to be such a thing as a shaman. ”

"And then?"

"No! How could I listen to such a boring story!"

The two voices walked and talked, and it took a long time before they came out of the dense fog and appeared on the mountain road. One wears a white robe, and the other wears a black shirt. The man in black was holding a small yellow dog in his arms. They are Fan Jianren and Dugu Hexuan.

Dugu Hexuan frowned slightly, walked forward quickly, walked more than ten steps, and was suddenly stunned. Fan Jianren nagged a few words, and when he got closer to take a look, he couldn't help but gasp. There are two more blood words in front of the two of them: thank you!

"What did you mean before, that the kobold is a shaman?" Fan Jianren said in a deep voice, "this is absolutely impossible. ”

Dugu Hexuan asked calmly, "Why?"

Fan Jianren said: "Since the human race dominated the Hongmeng realm, the alien race has been ruthlessly expelled and expelled. Especially the powerful races like the feuding ancient barbarians and demon clans, that is an absolute genocide. Today, the human race is prosperous, and the alien race has nothing to hide. Where do you come from?"

"He's not a shaman!

"This ...... Soul snatching?"

"I don't think exactly!" Dugu Hexuan said, "Our knowledge is limited, and it is difficult to know. However, by feeling, these monsters that were hiding in the Hongmeng Realm and were waiting for them seemed to be beginning to wake up. ”

Fan Jianren smiled and said, "What about the shaman? What about awakening? As soon as the human race is scattered and cultivated, it can be destroyed in the palm of his hand." ”

"These monsters are indeed no threat to the human race!" Dugu Hexuan muttered, paused, and said, "Let Xiao Huang track it down and see where that kobold is." As he spoke, he put down the little yellow dog, whistled in his mouth, and the little yellow dog "Wang" a few times, sniffed the blood on the ground, and slowly explored and pursued.

Fan Jianren raised his eyebrows and snorted, and said angrily: "Is this a demon? What does a monster care about!"

After all, the two still followed the little yellow dog all the way. As night fell, the lights in the city of Xianmeng were shining. There are more than 100 towns in the core, and there is no shortage of high-rise buildings, and the lights are brilliant, illuminating the area of nearly half of the Immortal League City. In the far southwest corner, ten miles away from the nearest town, two men and a dog appeared next to a stinky ditch.

The stinky ditch is extremely dirty and smelly. Fan Jianren kept screaming "wow, wow". Dugu Hexuan quietly annotated the stinky ditch. In front of them, there was a corpse crawled with maggots, which was no longer recognizable, and only the dog's head could still be recognized.

"Won't you want to fish it up for confirmation?" Fan Jianren pinched his nose and said extremely uncomfortable.

"I have such a heavy taste?" Dugu Hexuan smiled faintly and said, "It's just a corpse!" As he spoke, he glanced at the little yellow dog half-squatting on the ground, and continued: "Little Huang, you will definitely be able to find it, right?"

The little yellow dog squeaked a few times, sniffed the breath around him, and turned over and ran towards an alley.