In any case, multiple choices are always a good thing, and ten days is enough time to go to Lanfeng Gorge by yourself, which is probably something that the Jindan Great Monk can't think of.

"Old man, you need to move again. After Fang Yan flew away from Sanxing Island, he immediately spread his divine sense into the Qiankun ring, and wanted to go back and forth to Lanfeng Gorge, which was more than a million miles away, within ten days, and he had to rely on the old man to urge the streamer wings.

understood the truth of the matter, knew that Fang Yan was to find Chishui Agate for himself, how could the old man refuse, only to see a pair of translucent wings suddenly appear behind Fang Yan, a streamer flashed, and the two disappeared in an instant.

There is no need to cross the big array, and the old man is not as laborious as before, the medium-grade spirit weapon is worthy of being a medium-grade spirit weapon, but after half a day's effort, the dialect stood on the ridge of Lanfeng Gorge, which was still urged by the old man, if the dialect could urge it by itself, the speed would be faster.

The old man went back to rest, and Fang Yan stood alone on the ridge and looked down.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Fang Yan knew that the words of the Jindan Great Monk were not wrong at all, in the Lanfeng Canyon less than a thousand miles away, but in a quarter of an hour, he saw hundreds of rays of light flashing, and several of them were emitted by the Jindan Monk, so many people were exploring back and forth in such a canyon, even if the Chishui Agate was buried deep, it had already been found.

And the aura of this Lanfeng Gorge is also very depleted, it doesn't look like a place that can produce spiritual things at all, although others haven't mentioned it, but Fang Yan has already guessed that the spiritual veins here have also been taken away by the Yuanying monks, which is one of the four spiritual veins of the day, is it that it has been closed for hundreds of years just for this spiritual vein?

It is easier to find spiritual objects in places where there is no aura, as long as you go to a place where the aura is strong, it must be emanating from spiritual grass and the like.

The tongue urged the flying sword under his feet to frighten the canyon, the original verdant foothills have become yellow at this time, and many places have exposed brown mountain rocks, after a while, this place will also become a desert island, and no monks will come here.

In the entire valley, there were no less than a thousand monks, plus hundreds of people gathered on Sanxing Island, and the dialect no longer had much hope of finding Chishui Agate.

The dialect controlled the flying sword and flew in the air at a height of Zhang Xu, and it didn't take much effort to sweep a hundred miles, not to mention the sixth-order Chishui agate, and even the spirit grass above the third-order did not see a single plant, and it was all picked away.

Just when Fang Yan was about to give up after scanning it, he suddenly noticed a fluctuation coming from his Qiankun pot, but when he stopped, there was no trace of it.

Fang Yan didn't know that it was the fluctuation that the thing had just emitted, and immediately urged the flying sword to fly in the direction it came, and sure enough, when Fang Yan passed through a stone wall, the fluctuation came out again.

This time, Fang Yan noticed that the feather-like magic weapon brought back from the Black Demon Realm was the feather that he lost to himself in the gambling battle between Yato and himself, and this feather has something to do with it?

When he gave it to himself, he had tried to input mana, but there was no reaction, and then he didn't pay attention to it, and he didn't expect that there would be fluctuations here.

Fang Yan looked left and right, there was no monk here, and he took out this magic weapon at the moment, the originally dim feather now had a light, and Fang Yan immediately played a spell to envelop himself, this magic weapon kept flashing in Fang Yan's hand, it is certain that this magic weapon has changed because of being here.

Hole Yato said that this magic weapon was obtained by him from a Demon Emperor level monk, and the Demon Emperor level is also a Yuanying monk, and if Hole Yato got his magic weapon, then he must have fallen, could it be that this Lanfeng Gorge was once his cave mansion?

Fang Yan thought for a while, and had already noticed that someone was passing by here, and even two of them stopped to pay attention a few times, but in front of Fang Yan was just an ordinary stone wall, except for the smoothness, there was nothing special about it, and the two of them only stayed for a moment before leaving, muttering that they had met a madman, and cast a spell on a stone wall.

Fang Yan looked around carefully, and there was not a single monk in the surrounding miles, so he injected a trace of mana into this feather-like magic weapon, and the light was even worse, just when Fang Yan was almost unable to hide it, he suddenly felt a spatial fluctuation around him, as if riding a teleportation array.

When Fang Yan withdrew the spell, he found that he was no longer in front of the original stone wall, so Fang Yan immediately urged the peach miasma armor, and at the same time summoned the spirit pet and the hundred slaves to guard the side, looking around.

I was in a closed stone room, only a few tens of zhang in size, but fortunately, after the dialect came in, I felt that there was a trace of connection between myself and the feather-like magic weapon, just like a sacrifice, as long as I urged, I could leave here.

The first thing that came into the eyes of the dialect was a spirit gathering array, which was much more advanced than the spirit gathering array in the cave in Zhang Taolin.

There was a small spiritual field above the Spirit Gathering Array, but there was not much spiritual grass in the spiritual field, only two wooden stick-like things stood on it, and the skin was a little wrinkled.

Fang Yan looked around, except for this spiritual field, there was nothing eye-catching in the stone room, there was no monk's breath, and there was no fluctuation of magic weapons.

After carefully probing, the dialect confirmed that this was an abandoned cave, and the owner didn't know if it was the Yuanying monk who was killed by the hole, at least it had a lot to do with this feather-like magic weapon, otherwise he would not have been able to enter here.

Fang Yan passed through the spirit gathering array to the side of the spirit field, and finally saw the appearance of these two pillars clearly, if it weren't for the little aura emanating from above, Fang Yan wouldn't have recognized the two spirit grasses, but this appearance was a little weird, Fang Yan looked carefully at the somewhat sluggish spirit grass in front of him, and a rattan on each of the two wooden sticks drooped down from it, and it wouldn't be long before he died.

For this situation, the dialect is very understanding, the cultivation of the spirit grass is mentioned in the Dan Ling method, after the spirit grass lacks the aura, this subtle situation will appear, and now the spirit veins of the entire Lanfeng Gorge are gone, even if there is a spirit gathering array, it is difficult to maintain the consumption of two high-level spirit grasses, but if it is not for this spirit gathering array, I am afraid that these two spirit grasses will not be able to support it now.

Now that I meet myself, it can be said that I am lucky for these two spirit grasses, and other things will be lacking, but the spiritual energy spirit field that cultivates the spirit grass is not lacking at all, and the spirit grass that can be set up to gather the spirit qi to cultivate is not ordinary, and the dialect carefully moved these two spirit grasses into his golden portal together with the spirit field below.

As soon as he put it in, Fang Yan found that the spiritual energy in the golden portal was surging, and they rushed towards the two spiritual grasses that had just been transplanted in, as if a sponge met water, and the two spiritual grasses did not refuse the surging spiritual energy, and they all inhaled into their own bodies.

Fang Yan secretly rejoiced, fortunately he was not lacking in the aura in the Qiankun pot, with the continuous moisturization of the aura, the original wrinkled skin of the two wooden sticks began to plump, and after half an hour, it turned into a smooth and clean jade, and the dialect was also well-informed, and saw a lot of high-level spirit grass, but he had never seen such a strong spirit grass.

The matter is not over yet, the aura is still pouring in, and the hanging rattan is slowly standing up, and finally stretching out, this is not a rattan, but the leaves curl up and become rattan.

Finally, the aura was no longer as turbulent as before, and Fang Yan looked at the two spirit grasses he transplanted in, the appearance was still very strange, a wooden stick was covered with a large golden leaf, like an umbrella held up.

Wait, the dialect suddenly realized something.

The Danling method once said: the leaves of the ancient breath, the eight-grade spirit grass, the leaves of the ancient breath tree, one tree and one leaf, and the leaves fall and forget the tree.

A tree and a leaf, a tree and a leaf, the appearance of these two spiritual grasses in front of you is not a tree and a leaf, and then carefully feel the aura contained in it, the dialect has not seen the eight-grade spiritual grass, but no matter which of the two spiritual grasses in front of you, the spiritual grass contained in them is much richer than the six-grade spiritual grass and the five-spirit fat garden grass that you have cultivated, and it is much more.

Could it be that he didn't get the Chishui Agate, but he inadvertently got the rarest eight-grade spirit grass ancient breath leaf?

Fang Yan Divine Sense withdrew from the Qiankun Pot, and soon there was an extra spiritual grass in his hand, and shouted towards the Qiankun Ring: "Old man, come out and see, is this thing the Leaf of Ancient Breath?"

(Don't shout, shout but will fall)