Chapter 343: Beast Father

"This unique world seems to be isolated from the world?" At this moment, Chu Yunting, who had just stepped into this silent well world, felt as if he had returned to the ancient barbaric era, and there were unexplored places everywhere, looking like a ruin.

But on the contrary, the plants here are more brilliant and lush, with a strong spirituality, and there is a kind of curiosity in the eyes that look at Chu Yunting.

Many of them are spiritual ginseng, and if you take it, you can increase your lifespan and cultivation by at least a few years, and at the same time heal your body.

However, if they reveal their ill will towards these plants, they will retreat back into the depths of the earth, disappearing, and will not be found.

"Back to basics?" This made Chu Yunting feel surprised, remembering that in this world of Silent Pearl, there was an emperor who came to deal with this Holy Father before, but as a result, his spirit was corrupted here, and he was dozens of years old after leaving, but when he came here, how could he not feel this malice?

Even the world is welcoming him.

For a while, Chu Yunting's heart was not in a hurry, and he slowly paced forward, but his mind was always focused.

If it comes, it will be safe.

He walked like this for an unknown number of days, thousands of miles, and finally came to a mountain range where people and tribes gathered.

There was a lot of noise and hustle and bustle all around.

Everyone stood facing a huge mountain range, wanting to go up but not daring to go up, lingering and hesitating.

The human beings here are all homespun clothes wrapped around their bodies, and the weapons they hold in their hands are bows and arrows, which are extremely backward, as if they were the scene of the Yellow Emperor in ancient times.

The era of drilling wood for fire.

And they faced this mountain range, which was a sacrificial mountain, and according to their words, the one who could reach the highest point of the mountain was the king of the tribe.

Today is the chance to choose the king of the tribe every three years.

And entering the mountain range, you have to pass countless tests, through poisonous mist, swamps, wild beasts, and go through nine deaths to climb to the highest peak, but once you succeed, the people of the entire tribe must unconditionally obey his orders within three years.

There are even dozens of people who enter and all fall.

Standing slightly beside him for a few breaths, Chu Yunting had already seen all the thoughts of the people around him.

Nowadays, how powerful the spiritual world is, it is very normal for him to see other people's thoughts and thoughts at a glance.

"It turns out that this is a place called the Feiluo Clan, in this world, it is the last tribe, almost swallowed up, and they have gone to the Sacrificial Mountain here three times in a row, all of them have failed, and no one has returned......

Chu Yunting couldn't help but sigh softly.

He sensed that in this world, there were hundreds of tribes, countless spiritual strains, countless sacrificial mountains, and it was said that there were countless mountain gods and earth gods hidden.

The Age of God. The age of man-made ants.

"Since the Beast Holy Father has condensed such a world that can deal with the emperor, the sacrificial mountain here is only the means...... Chu Yunting pondered in his heart, and suddenly understood that the enemy he was facing now was these many sacrificial mountains.

If he fails, he will fall into the same situation as the previous emperor, where he will be consumed for decades of life, become old, and be slaughtered by the other party.

At that moment, Chu Yunting walked towards the sacrificial mountain without hesitation.

And his actions attracted everyone's attention at once.

"Be careful!"

"Danger!"

"Come back quickly!"

The people of the tribe couldn't help but scream, full of worry.

They also thought that Chu Yunting was also a member of the tribe.

This Feiluo tribe has had many descendants and branches that have spread out, so it is normal for people in the tribe not to know each other, but the sacrifice once every three years must return here, and if it is not for the people in the tribe, they will be rejected by this sacrificial mountain and directly crushed into pieces.

Therefore, they firmly believed that Chu Yunting was also a member of the tribe.

Seeing Chu Yunting's calmness at the moment, many women in the tribe showed worship and gratitude in their eyes.

The women here have a hot heart, a straightforward mentality, and never hide their good feelings.

But at the same time, there is a lot of worry.

"The sacrificial mountain here, there are a lot of spiritual herbs around, nine-yuan grass, flower spirit empty wood, stem rain and dew, it is a feminine spirit grass, but it is extremely rare, it is not bad to use for cultivation......" Chu Yunting's eyes were staring around, and while walking, he saw some unique spiritual herbs, which he grabbed directly in his hand, and the Danjing Holy Flame in his palm flickered slightly, and he had already refined these herbs and fused them into himself.

These elixir herbs, which were extremely tricky for others, became Chu Yunting's tonic in the hands of Chu Yunting.

Seeing that everyone was fascinated and full of shock.

Could it be that Chu Yunting is a rare elixir master?

Seeing that Chu Yunting had quickly passed the first level in this mountain range, their eyes swelled with deep hope.

In this world, any tribe has to go through countless twists and turns, experience death and despair, it is said that if you can usher in a holy leader, you can lead the tribe out of this world, get a holy pill called the Silent Pill, and thus enter the supreme fairyland.

At this moment, Chu Yunting quickly stepped onto the top of the mountain.

The second trial is a temple on the top of a hill, and the sound of countless morning bells and dusk drums can be faintly heard, which cleanses people's spirits.

In the temple, some monks are indifferently cleaning with brooms, and the wind keeps blowing the fallen leaves on the ground, and they keep sweeping, as if they can never finish sweeping, but they keep sweeping.

It seems that every time you sweep it, you are sweeping away the sin and dust in your heart.

The large bell on the east side of the temple is made of old cowhide, and many medicinal herbs are placed around it, as if they will be tempered with the sound of the bell.

"The donor has invited ......" Some of the monks at the front saluted Chu Yunting, respectfully welcomed Chu Yunting into the monk's room, and regarded Chu Yunting as an ordinary pilgrim.

Chu Yunting followed behind the visiting monks, and as far as his eyes could see, he found that the monks here, each of them was a glazed jade body, and there was no lag in the breath in his body, and the coordination of yin and yang was extremely not simple.

"It's not an idle place, I don't know what this level is testing?" Chu Yunting suddenly became extremely interested in this place.

It is not simple to gather so many monks with glazed jade bodies, and the most important thing is that the monks here are actually transformed by some spiritual herbs.

In the world of the Silent Well, herbs can be turned into powerful and flawless monks, so can Chu Yunting follow this method to collect a large number of beasts, so as to condense into a powerful and flawless existence, coupled with the means of inheriting the jade seal, he can definitely have a powerful and invincible army, and truly have the power to confront Zuo Qingshi.

Now Chu Yunting's own strength is comparable to the middle level of the emperor, and it is difficult to make a breakthrough in a short period of time, but now is to maximize the role of the heirloom jade seal, so that he can continue to improve his strength and deal with the next crisis.

In Chu Yunting's view, this silent well was not only a test, but even an opportunity to improve his own strength.