The Valley of the Demon King, located in the most remote location of the Relic Jedi, is almost the edge of this secret realm.

A group of medicine path monks laboriously dragged the demon beasts one by one, skinned and deboned them, and dissected and washed them.

The organs of many demon beasts are important raw materials when refining medicine.

"Senior brother, it's been almost ten days, and there is no trace of Xuanxuan Valley, they won't be planning anything big, right?"

A monk from Purple Island asked.

The leader was a young man from Mune, who thought for a while and said, "I don't know, I don't know, I don't want to know." ”

"Senior brother, in case those Gu Masters from Xuanxuan Valley go to besiege other fellow Daoists, should we help?"

The young man of Mu Ne became suspicious: "Help, how can we help? ”

The monk next to him echoed: "Don't embarrass Senior Brother, we can't understand anything except healing and using poison." ”

There were four or five medicine cultivators around, and they smiled bitterly when they heard this.

Their weakness is recognized, weak does not mean that they do not have the means to fight, but the strength in general, the body of medicine cultivation is not agile is the biggest shortcoming, it is not as good as physical cultivation, can trek through mountains and rivers, is not as good as sword cultivation chic and elegant, can fly with a sword, is not as mysterious as magic cultivation, can cast spells and float in the air, in the final analysis, this aspect is not as good as those Gu cultivation. Gu Xiu can still fly while sitting on the Gu carpet, and he can only rely on walking.

That's it, looking for demon beasts, collecting medicinal materials is important, and the rest are powerless.

......

Stone Mountain Ruins.

The most inhospitable place in the Forsaken Jedi.

Here before the dilapidation, there must be people coming and going, the ground is a neat stone road, in front of it is a deserted temple stone hall, there are not many treasures around, the strange stones are craggy, but there are many strange formations engraved on it, quite eye-catching.

In the past, many people thought that there was a heavy treasure hidden here, but after searching, they found that there was no hair. Coupled with the desolation of the surrounding area, no one wants to come here.

However, this is the exception of formation repair.

"Ziling, what have you been studying these days?"

A monk holding a formation plate in his hand and cracking the formation pattern looked at a little girl suspiciously.

The little girl was fourteen or fifteen years old, and when she heard this, she said, "Senior brother, I—I think the most urgent thing is to record these formations, not to crack them. I, I, we're not enough. ”

The little girl is a genius girl from Qimen Mountain, but unfortunately she hurt her soul and struggled to speak, and the senior brother who led the team heard this: "The sect has been recording over the years, but it's a pity that it's useless." Formations can only represent superficial things, and the connotation of these formations still has to be comprehended here. Because we don't know what these arrays are for, it's too whimsical to speculate based on the formations. ”

After hearing this, the little girl thought: "I, I have also realized, there is nothing special and special." ”

"Okay, don't run around in the ruins of the stone hall these days, I'll take some people to search for heavenly treasures around, and I always have to give an explanation to the sect on this trip." ”

The little girl nodded, and found that the senior brothers and sisters were scattered, each performing their own duties, and she sat helplessly on the ground and thought about it.

"Yes, if that sword cultivation senior brother is here, he will definitely be able to see what this array is for!"

The little girl's name is Xing Ziling, and after Kong Zheng gave her a formation formula, she inexplicably worshiped Kong Zheng. The disciples of Qimen Mountain had already admired this group of righteous path sword cultivators, and after knowing that Kong Zheng was the ancestor of Jian Xuan, Xing Ziling admired it even more. The Sword Xuan Ancestor was a recognized Array Dao Grandmaster! Compared to the Ancestor of Qimen Mountain, he was not far behind.

Righteous and understands formations, wow, it's perfect......

Xing Ziling smiled, and suddenly found a face in front of her.

"Ziling...... What do you want?"

Xing Ziling's cheeks flushed, and she said seriously: "I, I, I don't have it." ”

"You're stammering......"

"I stuttered. ”

"Okay, come with me, I found a secret passage here, and the formation pattern leads straight to the ground, which was not in the records of the sect before. ”

"Good!"

......

At this moment, Kong Zheng has figured out the surrounding road.

In the past few days, he didn't see Feng Langjun make a move, Kong Zheng felt that the other party seemed to be unreliable, so he could only do it himself.

He found that the nearby stone roads were crisscrossed, but most of the roads led to a cave.

Kong Zheng went twice, and there was a headless stone statue in the stone cave, which was very huge, but there was an old man sitting in it, and the disciple of the Qingyan Sect who had been pierced by his own palm was also recuperating in it, so he didn't go deeper, just glanced at it and left.

However, Kong Zheng remembered what Feng Langjun had said.

The other party said that there are eighteen stone roads here that crisscross the ground, and Kong Zheng has seen more than eighteen these days, and I don't know if Feng Langjun is fooling himself, or if he has other meanings.

In a mine, Kong Zheng found a few more pieces of Separation Iron and put them away.

Now, the secrets that can be unearthed underground have almost been discovered, and Kong Zheng has gradually lost interest here, and at this moment he only wants to meet the Ming Shengzi for a while.

It should be evening outside, right?

Kong Zheng thought and meditated cross-legged.

About two or three hours later, Kong Zheng seemed to feel a breeze blowing.

Well?

There is air movement in the underground stone tunnel, but it will never be such a fluctuating wind.

The wind seemed to be blowing from a long distance, and Kong Zheng thought with some uncertainty: Could it be a disciple of Black Wind Mountain?

Leaving here, Kong Zheng walked towards the big hole of the headless stone statue, and on the way, he heard a faint shouting of killing.

The pace was very slow, Kong Zheng was not in a hurry, and the shouting of killing seemed to attract the attention of many people.

A few voices were still coming towards them.

"Black Wind Mountain, good to come!"

Kong Zheng found that it was an old man who spoke, this person was about the same age as Chen Bao, and he had good skills in his hands.

The heat wave hit his face, Kong Zheng hid in the corner, and found that the old man was chasing the fleeing Black Wind Mountain disciple away, he turned around and walked in the direction of the stone cave.

Here we go again.

Kong Zheng walked out of a certain hole in the ring wall, this stone cave, a total of three floors, each layer of twelve holes, he had never seen such a strange cave, with his own experience, he didn't know what it was here, let alone what the stone statue was for.

But it doesn't matter, Kong Zheng's eyes glanced at the disciple who was recuperating not far away.

That disciple, with a bandage wrapped around his palm, a strong smell of medicine permeated from the bandage, and the corner of his eye twitched after he looked at Kong Zheng...... It's this man in black again!

"You ......"

"Me?"

"I ......"

"Do you have anything to say?"

The Qingyan Sect disciple smiled bitterly: "This senior brother, Jian Xuanshan is here, do you have something to say?" This is the heavenly and earthly treasure I collected this time, divide your two rings, don't pierce the other hand, low-level martial arts cultivation still have to rely on the hand fighting method." ”

Kong Zheng smiled, this young man is quite interesting to speak.

"What's your name?"

"Ping Haiyun. ”

"What a strange name, what a strange surname. ”

"The ancestor is a foreigner, and his name comes from poetry. ”

"Mountains and Haiping in the clouds, ask Yu Qiufeng?" (don't search, I made it up)

The Qingyan Sect disciple was slightly stunned: "Senior brother also knows this poem?"

"Naturally. ”

The disciple was overjoyed, thinking that he had met a confidant, but unexpectedly a sword was placed on his neck. His face was as ugly as a bitter gourd in an instant.

"I'm not talking to you about it, where is the Holy Son of Ming?"

The disciple blinked his eyes, and was extremely resentful: "Senior brother should be a Yaren......

"Yes, I can also compose poems, do I want to give you one?"

The disciple was suspicious: "For me, good, good......"

Kong Zheng groaned, and blurted out in a moment: "The blue blood stains the style, and the history is wise." ”

Burst......

The disciple spurted out a mouthful of old blood...... This is for the dead! This is a poem, this is clearly a threat, you yuppie!

He shuddered: "Don't hide it from Senior Brother, the Holy Son is in the stone path, I don't know which one it is......"

Kong Zheng didn't speak, and the tip of the sword slid into the opponent's other hand and stabbed it.

The disciple kept confessing in his heart, and finally pointed in a direction.

"It's very interesting, take these two rings back. ”

The other party threw the ring back, and the disciple breathed a sigh of relief.

There are still some talks with people in the right path...... That's nice.

However, Kong Zheng suddenly said before entering: "Your name is Yun Haiping, right?"

The disciple was stunned.

Kong Zheng said: "The previous poems came from the Yun clan in the Western Kingdom, which was the first Confucian sect in Jiangzhou. At the same time, it is also a mantra of Confucianism. ”

The disciple's mouth opened slightly, as if he could stuff an egg.

"I ...... I don't know, this senior brother is slow, can you tell me about this?"

"I'm not available today. ”

Kong Zheng's sword hilt smashed on the opponent's shoulder blade, and the opponent immediately fainted.

"Is this stone path a little weird. ”

Kong Zheng hesitated at the entrance of the cave for a long time, and simply carried Ping Haiyun into it together, in case something happened, he would have a hostage.