Time was slipping away, and as the deadline for the closure of the Secret Realm drew closer, more and more monks gathered towards the heart of the Ten Thousand Beasts Secret Realm. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And those monks who are relatively strong in themselves, in order to ensure that they can get the condensation pill rewarded by the clan, they also began to snatch the soul gathering bowl from other disciples, this kind of situation not only occurs frequently between the human race and the ancient barbarian race, even within the ancient barbarian clan, they will often fight because of the soul gathering bowl, after all, even if it is a clan of monks, it is related to the future cultivation of the Great Dao, so naturally they do not talk about the slightest affection.

At the same time, in a dense forest somewhere in the Ten Thousand Beasts Secret Book, there were more than a dozen ancient barbarian monks sitting cross-legged, these monks stayed here, but they just quietly closed their eyes and meditated, it seemed that these monks did not hunt demon beasts collectively, but sat here in an orderly manner, as if waiting for something.

These monks were also uniformly dressed in yellow animal skins, but with a small Dan furnace embroidered on their shoulders, which looked lifelike, completely different from other ancient barbarian monks.

Moreover, most of the monks here only have about eleven layers of basic exercises, but the ancient barbarian monk sitting in the middle has a terrifying cultivation of thirteen layers of Great Perfection, and the embroidery on his shoulder is no longer an ordinary Dan furnace, but a small ding, plus his long silver-white hair, but there are two eye-catching red lines in the middle, full of indescribable demonic feeling.

Just covered up, and about a stick of incense had passed, when the silver-haired man suddenly opened his eyes, and then whispered something to a monk beside him.

Almost at the same time, the other monks also stopped meditating, and followed the silver-haired man in a direction deep in the forest.

It wasn't until they all left, that a strange-looking little beast jumped down from a large tree where they had gathered, and this beast glanced in the direction in which the monks had left, and then jumped in one of them and shot away in the other direction.

After a while, the little beast jumped up a few times, came to the back of a boulder, and jumped directly onto the shoulder of a Terran monk in a white robe.

Seeing this, the Terran monk immediately touched the head of the little beast affectionately, and then got up and shot towards the depths of the dense forest, seeing that the direction in which it left was exactly the same as the direction in which the ancient barbarian monks had left.

This celebrity monk is naturally Wu Fan.

Three days ago, after he moved the useful things in the storage bags of the senior sister Hui Ruo and the senior brother of the celebrity clan into his storage bag, he chose a random direction and walked all the way to the depths of the secret realm.

He originally wanted to hunt demon beasts and collect spirits in the mountains he discovered before, but when Senior Sister Huiruo happened, Wu Fan could only find a mountain range with many demon beasts again.

However, when he walked to a certain mountain forest in the center of the secret realm, he accidentally found that there were more than a dozen ancient barbarian monks gathered here, and Wu Fan saw their clothes for the first time and found that these monks were actually monks from the Doushi Pavilion who were second only to Ling Wu Pavilion among the twelve pavilions of the clan.

Unlike Ling Wu Pavilion, the former mastered the practice secrets collected in the clan, while the latter mastered the alchemy techniques in the clan, both of them had a pivotal position in the clan, and they had little to no contact with the disciples of the other Feng Pavilion.

When Wu Fan found these monks of Tushi Pavilion before, he wanted to bypass them directly, but he couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and finally planned to observe them first before making plans, but he stayed around to monitor and was afraid that the other party would find something, so in the end, he could only let the little beast stare at this pedestrian first.

At this time, these ancient barbarian monks finally left this place, and as if they had a plot, Wu Fan immediately did not hesitate, and hung far behind.

If they said that they were going to hunt demon beasts, Wu Fan didn't believe it at all, there were so many demon beasts in this forest, but they chose a mountain range without any demon beasts, and they meditated for three days in a row, they must be plotting something else.

For a whole day, these ancient barbarian monks kept going, and after climbing several small mountain ranges, they finally stopped in front of a huge mountain forest, and the silver-haired man immediately gave an order, and the other monks who accompanied them began to dig under a cliff somewhere in the mountain forest.

And the silver-haired man just looked at it lightly with his hands behind his back, without the slightest intention of making a move.

After another stick of incense, the monks seemed to have finally finished digging, and an ordinary disciple immediately ran over and said a few words to the silver-haired man, and then everyone walked towards the newly dug cave under the leadership of the silver-haired man, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Wu Fan hid behind a big tree from afar, and when he saw this, he hesitated slightly, and then cautiously approached the cave.

Although he didn't know what these monks were trying to do when they entered this cave, according to their cultivation, in such a short period of time, they would definitely not dig too far away.

Thinking like this in his heart, Wu Fan also felt that his idea was a little ridiculous, and couldn't help touching his nose and laughing in his heart.

After Wu Fan approached the cave, he found that although those ancient barbarian monks had only dug in a hurry, they had also carved out a passage more than two people high and more than one zhang wide under this cliff.

Wu Fan stood outside the cave and thought left and right for a while, and then walked towards the cave with a wary face, since this place is so weird, maybe there is some big opportunity, if he turns around and leaves directly, Wu Fan is always a little unwilling in his heart.

Thinking of this, Wu Fan was ruthless, and slowly walked towards the cave with a vigilant face.

Entering the cave, Wu Fan found that although the cave here was temporarily excavated by those ancient monks, it went all the way down, and a faint smell of blood wafted from inside, which made Wu Fan frown slightly.

However, since he had already come, Wu Fan had no idea of quitting, the light flashed in his hand, and he took the trapped dragon rope and the poison blade in his hand, and then cautiously walked towards the depths of the cave.

Walking along the newly dug cave about five or six zhang forward, a somewhat old bluestone step began to appear in front of his eyes, this step looks quite old, and the color of the newly dug cave is completely different, it should have existed here for a long time.

"It seems that I didn't guess wrong, these ancient barbarian monks really came here to plot something, but I don't know if there will be other dangers. ”

Wu Fan muttered a few words in his mouth, and seemed to hesitate a little.

He didn't know much about this place, and if he went down rashly, he might encounter an ambush, so he was naturally a little hesitant about it.

"Forget it, no matter what, the road of cultivating immortals is to fight with heaven and earth, if this danger is difficult, what will you talk about in the future. ”

Thinking of this, Wu Fan finally made up his mind, changed the law in his hand, blessed himself with a shield, and then slowly went down the steps.

The steps here seem to be very long, Wu Fan walked down the steps for a full time of incense, but still did not see the end of the steps, and the passage that formed this step was not very high, and he could only barely pass through the two of them, as he went down more and more, the smell of blood in the passage began to slowly become stronger, and with this strange breath, Wu Fan felt very uncomfortable.

Wu Fan frowned slightly, according to the time he walked, those ancient barbarian monks should have already gone deep into the mountain range, and Wu Fan also began to speed up his pace and walk down.

After walking a stick of incense, the scene in front of him was no longer a bluestone paved step, a broken stone door appeared in front of Wu Fan's eyes, judging from the traces of the broken stone door, it should have been forcibly broken by those monks with brute force before.

Seeing this, Wu Fan only paused slightly, and then walked towards the stone gate.