It's a barren place.

On the earth, apart from the jagged rocks, there was not a single green vegetation, or the slightest sign of life.

The occasional rotten wood scattered here and there has been rotted into a piece of debris, exuding the unique turbidity of rotten wood, and the stench is enough to make people sick.

Even the surrounding air had a strong smell of decay, and a turbid miasma swirled around the land, and even sunlight could not penetrate the area.

It is so cold that it penetrates the cold, and if a mortal comes here, he will definitely be eroded by the cold and become seriously ill.

Corruption, darkness, and dead silence are the only main tones here.

It's like being isolated from the world, abandoned by the world.

In such a place, in the dead place where even rats didn't want to stay, there stood a man in a yin and yang robe.

The man stood with his hands in his hands, middle-aged, with a white face and an ordinary appearance, but his eyes opened and closed, revealing a stunning majesty.

His expression was always so indifferent, like a transcendent immortal.

Suddenly, in this dead and silent place, a cold wind blew through the people, and a huge gourd fell from the sky, rolling up countless stones and rotten debris.

"It's here, let's go down!" the fat man's voice came from above the gourd.

Immediately, from the top of the giant gourd, more than 20 men and women jumped down one after another.

Xu Mu was the last to jump off the gourd magic weapon, and as soon as he landed, before he had time to appreciate the surrounding environment, his stomach was churning by the smell of decay that permeated the surroundings.

This is more disgusting than the stench of a fox, and even the stench of washing the tendons and removing impurities is less than one-tenth of the smell of decay.

Those disciples were no better, and even a few female disciples directly leaned over and vomited with pale faces.

On the other side, the three Han masters also fell from the gourd.

With a move of the fat Taoist's arm, the wine jug that was more than thirty zhang long shrank rapidly, and was taken into the hands of the fat Taoist, and hung it on his waist again, he turned his head, saw the performance of the disciples, patted his head in a trance, and said with a smile:

"I forgot to tell you that the miasma here contains corpse poison, and it may be fine if you inhale one or two puffs, but if you inhale a few more mouthfuls, the corpse poison will enter the body and it will be poisoned. ”

"No wonder it's so disgusting!"

"Corpse poison, I'll go, how many dead people are here!"

"It stinks, my internal organs are convulsing!"

Hearing the fat Taoist's reminder, the faces of all the disciples changed suddenly, and they hurriedly mobilized their spiritual power to protect their bodies and prevent the pervasive miasma from approaching their bodies.

Xu Mu also had no choice but to do so.

There was no way, although the spiritual power in his body could easily dissolve the corpse poison in this miasma, Xu Mu really couldn't stand the smell.

After taking a few more breaths of the air here, he felt that his tongue had a rotten taste, like the feeling of carrion in his mouth, not to mention how disgusting it was.

After doing all this, Xu Mu felt a little better and began to look at the surrounding environment.

After a while, there was already a stunned look in his eyes, was such a barren area the secret realm of their trip?

Although the air here was permeable and cold, it was not cold enough to harm the monks.

In Xu Mu's confusion, a trace of airflow, which was only the thickness of a hair, and was several times colder than the surrounding cold, gently brushed Xu Mu's neck.

On the skin of his neck, the hairs immediately stood on end.

That trace of breath actually made Xu Mu shiver.

Since the beginning of his cultivation, Xu Mu had not experienced this cold feeling for a long time.

It's a weird place.

Suddenly, Xu Mu's eyes were certain, and he saw a figure standing in the center of this area.

Xu Mu recognized Changming's appearance at a glance.

muttered to himself, "Why is Uncle Changming here!"

At the same time, the three Han Zhangmen had already walked towards the Changming Dao people who were standing in the center.

Han's temperament is always so extraordinary, chuckling and greeting Changming Daoren.

"Senior Brother Changming has been waiting for a long time!"

"Senior brother in charge, this amount of time, but for our long years, it is not worth mentioning!"

Nodding at Master Han, Changming Daoist said hello, and then looked at Fat Daoist and Senior Sister Jiang.

Especially when he swept over the Daoist surnamed Jiang, the eyes of the Changming Daoist stayed a little longer.

"Senior Brother Zhu, Senior Sister Jiang, you are here too!"

"Hehe, if you don't want to come, you can't do it, the senior brother in charge sees that I'm getting fatter and fatter recently, find me something to trouble, and grind!" laughed with only a slit in his eyes, and gently skimmed over Master Han, the fat Taoist was almost complaining.

"I'm here for the red sandalwood!" The beautiful Daoist had dodge in her eyes, as if she didn't want to communicate too much with the Changming Daoist, and after answering casually, she was silent.

Seeing the difference between Daogu surnamed Jiang and Changming Daoren, Han Zhangmen hurriedly played a round, led the topic to the right path, and asked with a chuckle: "Senior Brother Changming, how long will it take for the Ruins Tomb to open!"

Looking up at the sky shrouded in miasma, Changming Daoist responded: "Half a day later, the hour of the son, the heaviest yin qi!"

"It's okay, I've been waiting for it to open once in three years, and it's not bad for this time, whether Senior Brother Changming can move, let's talk!"

Although Master Han said that his tone was asking for Changming's opinion, his footsteps had already moved to the side, and he had an undoubted emotion, as if there was really something important to discuss with Changming Dao.

Changming Daoist glanced at the back of Master Han, and then followed. Leave the fat Taoist and the Taoist surnamed Jiang.

Walking to the edge of this area, Master Han waved his hand, and an invisible barrier rose up, blocking all sounds from the outside world.

Then turning around, Master Han looked at Changming Daoist aggressively.

"Senior Brother Changming, Xu Mu's performance in the Outer Gate Dabi must have heard of it!"

"I heard that, it didn't disappoint me, and even, it was more surprising than I imagined!" said Xu Mu, and Changming Daoist finally showed a faint smile.

even ignored Master Han's slightly annoyed gaze.

"Since you've heard about it, then Senior Brother, I'll get straight to the point. Such a genius, why do you want to cultivate the longevity recipe for him!" Seeing the smile of the Changming Daoist, Han Zhangmen's face showed a rare look of indignation, "You will ruin a genius like this, do you know!"

"I don't think so, geniuses should not follow the usual path!" Changming Daoist didn't mind the anger of Master Han, and the old god said: "Step by step, that's a mediocre person." ”

"Don't judge other disciples by your standards. You know what's at stake. Those who cultivate the Immortal Formula, if they can't obtain the advanced exercises of the Law Body Realm, they will never be able to break through the Law Body Realm, and you have ruined a young genius who has a chance to reach the Law Body Realm!"

Speaking of excitement, Master Han's voice was raised.

As the head of a sect of the Guiyuan Sect, he deeply understood the importance of a disciple with the potential of the Dharma Body Realm, and even understood what it meant for the sect to have one more Dharma Body Realm powerhouse.

Seeing that Xu Mu's hope of entering the Dharma Body Realm was cut off by the Changming Dao people, how could he not be angry.

This is his responsibility as the head of the house.

Changming Daoist still did not show the slightest emotion, and responded lightly.

"Isn't the advanced technique of the Immortal Recipe in the Guiru Tomb, Senior Brother's words are not true!"

"Are you crazy, let Xu Mu go to that place to get the exercises, he will die inside. We let them go to the ruins to practice, not let them go inside to die!"

The head of Han is called a god operator, and he always looks like he is in control of the overall situation.

In the entire Guiyuan Sect, I am afraid that the only one who can be angry with him is Changming Daoist.

"I'm not crazy, that exercise has been sleeping in the Guixu Tomb for too long, it's time to see the light of day again!"

Changming Daoren's bland eyes contained scorching heat, and he looked straight at Master Han.