According to the map of the land, the area of the Black Stone Swing is more than 100 miles wide, but Yang Shao flew all the way and didn't meet a single figure, but was harassed by a few low-level demon beasts, and was naturally solved casually.

At this time, the terrain in front of you is gradually increasing, the mountains in the distance are stacked with green, and the undulating peaks and dense forests are dotted with clusters of flowers and trees, and the birds are singing and fragrant, just like the twilight of spring. It's just that the sky is hazy, emitting a layer of white light, and the sun, moon and stars can't be seen, which is very incompatible with a picturesque beauty on the earth, but the aura is much richer than the outside world.

Yang Shao was secretly surprised in his heart, and he had a new understanding of the formation of the Immortal Cultivation Realm. He identified the direction, raised his vigilance in his heart, and cautiously drove the golden wolf shuttle to fly low along the treetops of the dense forest, and when he crossed a few mountains, the scenery on the ground changed, and a huge lake with vast smoke and waves appeared.

"Yes! This is Miaojing Lake...... Yang Shao muttered to himself in a low voice, the map sent by the sect flashed in his mind, and he knew that even if the Miaojing Lake with hundreds of miles of water was out of the periphery of the trial land, then he could enter the inner valley, but the land of the inlet by the lake was rich in more than a dozen kinds of elixirs, and there was a bird's island in the center of the lake that could be explored.

Yang Shao landed from the sky, put the golden wolf shuttle away, unfolded his divine sense and looked inside, and saw that some mana had been consumed unconsciously along the way, so he swallowed a spirit pill to recover his mana, and used the light skills in the Xuanqing sword spectrum, and his feet were pointed to the ground horizontally, and he walked sideways and walked away, and soon disappeared into the dense forest.

Not long after, in a reed bush on the shore of the lake, Yang Shao appeared and carefully observed the gray-black mud under his feet, and closed his eyes and stretched out his hand in the air to sense the concentration of the aura, feeling that there should be no elixir here, so he walked along the shore of the lake to the southeast for twenty or thirty miles, and arrived at a place of mire with dense streams, where the aura was much richer.

After hiding his figure outside the quagmire and watching for a while, after confirming that there was no one, Yang Shao drove the golden wolf shuttle and walked slowly, and suddenly saw a faint white mist floating above a puddle of water the size of a hundred zhang, and there were many water hyacinths growing on the water surface, and there was a layer of red fairy lings with thick leaves with small green thorns, which were far away from the water hyacinth.

Hongxian Ling is also a rare and widely used elixir, if it is only three or four hundred years old, it can be used in the qi induction period, and it can also be used by monks in the foundation building period who have reached more than five hundred years, but no matter how high the medicinal age is, it is useless for monks in the Dancheng period.

Yang Shao was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to step forward to collect it but hesitated in his heart, and then bowed in the grass and quickly took off the vermilion robe of the disciple of the Yuyang Sect, changed into a royal blue regular clothes, and acquiesced to the secret technique of "Thousand Thousand Illusions", and suddenly a layer of fiery red spiritual light appeared in the dantian outside his body, and then spread to the whole body and quickly returned, surging upwards to the head when the spiritual light was flourishing.

In just a moment, Yang Shao had turned into a square-faced man dressed in a green robe, but with a dark complexion, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a figure-eight black beard. He quietly took out the mirror and looked down, and was suddenly surprised and satisfied.

Only then did he pick up a pebble on the ground and throw it into the water, and there was a splash of water, and a circle of ripples spread around the water. For a while, there was still no movement, and no demon beasts appeared.

"It seems that it is really too careful, how can two or three hundred people meet ...... so quickly when they enter such a large area" Yang Shao laughed self-deprecatingly, drove the golden wolf shuttle to the top of the water, took out a low-level medicine sickle, slightly cast a spell to stretch it to five or six feet, held the long handle and slowly probed into the water, found the vine roots of the red fairy lings that grew on the bottom of the water or on the shore and cut them, and then salvaged them and lifted them up, and there were only seven fist-sized red fairy lings on it, with curved sharp corners and circles of black spirit patterns.

Counting the number of spiritual pattern circles on it, there are as many as nine circles, indicating that there are nine hundred years of medicinal age. Yang Shao happily picked and put the red fairy ling into a small wooden box and put it away, flew away from the water and continued to move forward, only to go out not far and meet a plant in a pond, this time there were only three, and there were twelve circles of spirit patterns.

Along the shore of the lake all the way to the southeast, eight or nine kinds of elixirs ranging from seven or eight hundred years to more than a thousand years were collected one after another, such as red fairy ling, mandola, whitebacon, flame seed, purple lantern flower, etc., which made Yang Shao very happy.

Arrived at a hillside, Yang Shao hid in the grass behind a rock and looked up, although this place is the closest to Miaojing Island in the middle of the lake, but there are still nearly two hundred miles of waterway, secretly thinking for a while and was about to set off, suddenly heard a gust of wind whistling, the light flashed in the sky above the dense forest in the distance, and there was a person flying away.

Yang Shao was stunned in his heart, and hurriedly gathered his mind and hid with bated breath, and after a while, he saw the figure fall down as soon as he got close, and landed on a towering rock seven or eight zhang away that he had reserved earlier. This person is dressed in the yellow robe of a disciple of the Guangqi Sect, he is tall and strong, and he should be in his twenties with a light beard, but he has some numbness and acne spots on his white face, and he can't see the specific cultivation, there are about twelve layers.

Yang Shao originally estimated that this person would leave soon, but he actually sat down cross-legged on the rock for a long time to exercise pranayama. More than an hour passed, and just when Yang Shao's Thousand Thousand Illusions were a little unable to hold on, and he was about to recover by flashing his spiritual light, there were two more yellow-clothed disciples on the eleventh layer of the Qi Induction Period who flew in on the south side of the lake shore in the imperial spirit beast.

"Senior Brother Liu came so early, but did you make an appointment with anyone else?" a chubby black-faced disciple in his thirties who was riding a cloud eagle spirit bird greeted the pock-faced young man with a smile.

The other man was slender and tall, standing on the back of a long-tailed black warbler and arched his hand, and couldn't help but look over.

"It's enough to have the three of us, how can you divide the elixir and treasures when there are many people?" The pock-faced man replied angrily, took out a crystal clear flat flat ear cup-shaped magic weapon and threw it up, this cup grew in the air like a bathtub, and sure enough, this pock-faced senior brother Liu turned over and jumped up, actually half lying in it and holding the rim of the cup with both hands, very pleasant.

The three of them quickly broke through the sky and went away, and in the blink of an eye, they only saw three small black dots, Yang Shao breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want to use this secret technique of thousands of illusions to consume a bit of mana, and after a long time, the qi and blood in his body surged, making him almost want to faint. Immediately meditated and rested for a while, and drove the golden wolf shuttle to follow from behind.

On the way, from time to time, I saw a large number of golden-backed sharks and flying fish monster corpses that were less than the first level, bleeding and floating white, staining the surface of the lake red. Occasionally, there are a few first-class narrow-billed saber-toothed gulls and heart-devouring bird demon birds with broken limbs, and their feathers scattered on the surface of the water and drifting with the waves.

Yang Shao was secretly glad that there were so many demon beasts in this lake, it would take some effort to break in alone, and now it would be much easier for someone to open the way, and the remains of the demon beasts had been chasing closely, and after half an hour, he finally landed on the trees behind the sandy beach at the water's edge of Miaojing Island, the ground was full of dead leaves and black soil, and a line of clearly visible footprints led to the mountain.

Yang Shao followed to the top of the mountain, and saw that there was a faint pavilion eaves stretched out among the green trees two or three miles away, so he walked down the mountain quickly through the sparse groves in the valley, and two low bluestone courtyards surrounded the towering palace pavilion on the pedestal.

Yang Shao's figure flew up dozens of steps, and rushed to the door of the empty hall silently like a smoke, and saw that there was no one inside, so he sneaked in, the ground in the hall was full of overturned bluestone statues, and there were some vague and peculiar murals and reliefs on the four walls, except for this, only four rows of big pillars stood up, and there was nothing else.

As a result, when he escaped all the way to the outside of the apse, he saw that there were two groups of people inside who were facing each other tensely, one of them was three people from the Guangqi Sect, and the other two were disciples of the Immortal Fu Sect, and the other was a small monk of the Huixin Sect, all of whom had eleven layers of cultivation.