"There are so many words about spiritual roots, what are the uncommon spiritual roots?" Wang Meng said with a hint of surprise on his face.

Liu Chenfeng smiled: "There are many uncommon spiritual roots, I don't know how many kinds there are, but the most famous spiritual roots are wind, thunder, blood and five elements spiritual roots, these spiritual roots are no worse than the heavenly spirit root, and even stronger than the heavenly spirit root in many ways!"

However, these spiritual roots are extremely rare, if there is only one person in tens of thousands of Heavenly Spiritual Roots, each of these spiritual roots must be at least one in hundreds of thousands of people. ”

"So little?"

Wang Meng was taken aback, looked at Mo Ming, looked at himself again, and couldn't help but sigh. He knew that he probably didn't have such a scarce spiritual root.

Mo Ming was also a little surprised, he thought that the people whose innate spirit roots were revealed were already very rare, but he didn't expect that these genius spirit roots were even rarer, and for a while, he couldn't help but sigh a little like Wang Meng.

Thinking about it, even if he succeeded in opening the spiritual vein, the spiritual root that appeared would not be this kind of spiritual root, after all, this probability was too small.

Mo Ming was silent, and after thinking about it, he put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, no matter what the spiritual root, it was too early to think about it, after all, he had just stepped into the innate realm, and he didn't know when he wanted to open his spiritual vein.

For the rest of the journey, Mo Ming didn't speak, only Wang Meng kept chattering and asking. And Liu Chenfeng didn't feel annoyed, everything he knew had to answer questions, and it could be seen that he really didn't do anything about his identity as an immortal cultivator, and his words were peaceful.

Before they knew it, the leaves of the trees they were riding on flew over several high mountains, and after flying for about two hours, two towering peaks in the distance came into view.

The two giant peaks stand opposite each other, the mountains are round, and there is a not very high slope between the mountains, and the whole looks like a mortal gold ingot.

The mountains are full of ancient trees, lush grass, mountain beasts are roaring, and birds are crying, which looks very vibrant.

"Brother Liu, there is Wanbao Valley ahead!" Wang Meng said with a smile pointing to the canyon between the two peaks.

Liu Chenfeng looked at the past, looked at the canyon formed by the two peaks, and smiled: "Is this Wanbao Valley? It's really the same as ingots!

Mo Ming also looked over, but compared to Liu Chenfeng's emotion, there were some doubts on his face.

Because the valley scenery that came into view was not even popular, not to mention the lively appearance of many scattered cultivators gathering together, even a single figure had never been seen.

"Could it be that this loose cultivation assembly has also set up a ban on the periphery like those markets?"

Unconsciously, Mo Ming thought of the scene when he first entered Beiliangshanfang City, and suddenly felt a little clear in his heart. Thinking about the gathering of these loose cultivators, even if they don't have a defense against the body cultivators, they still make some restrictions on those true mortals who have not cultivated either physically or spiritually.

After all, if so many people suddenly gathered together in such a deserted place, even a mountain village wild man would be surprised to come and take a look.

In this case, once those who don't understand anything are involved, then the meaning of such gatherings will not exist.

"Let's go down!" Liu Chenfeng said with a smile, pinching the leaves under him with one hand and lightly tapping them down.

Suddenly, the leaf magic weapon roared softly in the void, and floated downward, and in just a moment, several people were already less than ten feet away from the ground.

Wang Meng jumped down from the leaves first, followed by Mo Ming and Liu Chenfeng. The five of them stood next to an ancient tree at the mouth of the canyon that was hugged by ten people, and each looked into the valley.

"Two brothers, let's go first, and we'll see you inside later!"

Liu Chenfeng arched his hand to Mo Ming and the others, and without waiting for Mo Ming and Wang Meng to say anything, there was a touch of brilliance floating on the three of them, and they rushed to the valley with the three of them.

The next moment, before the three of them could rush far, the void in front of them suddenly rippled, and in the blink of an eye, the three of them disappeared as if they had never appeared.

Mo Ming's face showed a hint of discoloration, and he looked at Wang Meng, who was a little excited on the side, and he didn't know whether to leave or not. He suddenly remembered that a place like this with a ban seemed to be only open by immortal cultivators, just like when he first entered the Fang Market in Beiliang Mountain.

However, the next moment, Mo Ming shook his head self-deprecatingly, thinking that he was still a little rare and strange, because Wang Meng had already strode forward, and he didn't see him do anything at all, and when he walked to the place where Liu Chenfeng's three brothers disappeared, the ripples swayed again and quickly submerged his body in the void and disappeared.

Mo Ming stood in place and groaned for a while, until Wang Meng's body completely disappeared into the ripples, and he didn't want to hesitate too much and strode forward.

When he walked past the place where the ripples were, Mo Ming stopped, he wanted to see what this ripple was, but before he could feel it, as soon as he took a step with his front foot, he felt a strange wave flash from the void and instantly swept his body.

Suddenly, Mo Ming's eyes lit up, the previous scene changed dramatically in an instant, a tactful forest path appeared in front of him, and Wang Meng, who had entered first, was standing not far in front of him and looking at him with a smile.

"Mo Ming, don't you feel weird?" Looking at the look of surprise on Mo Ming's face, Wang Meng asked with a smile.

"It's a little!" Mo Ming nodded, and then asked with some confusion, "Is this the place where the Scattered Cultivation Meeting is located, why didn't you see a single person?"

"Hey, this is the valley, there will be people there, and when we get to the valley, we will naturally see a lot of people. Wang Meng smiled, turned around and walked forward along the path.

Mo Ming looked at the surrounding environment, looking at the path paved with bluestone slabs under his feet, his face couldn't help but show a hint of surprise, it seemed that these bluestone slabs had only been paved for a long time, and some of the slate slabs were as smooth as new, without the slightest bit of wear.

However, seeing that Wang Meng had already set off and wanted to go inside, Mo Ming shook his head and didn't want to think about it, so he followed closely as soon as he raised his footsteps.

The further he walked along the trail, the fewer trees there became, and when he reached the end of the trail, Mo Ming suddenly had a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

Because in front of him suddenly appeared a wide square of five or six hundred zhang in size, the square was full of people, and people in different clothes were communicating with others or setting up stalls on the spot to shout, which looked unusually noisy.

Behind the square, there were two rows of simple wooden houses, each with people coming and going, and almost everyone had a faint smile on their faces.

Mo Ming looked over and found that most of these people were young people in their twenties and thirties, and there were fewer teenagers in their teens and forty or fifty years old.

And everywhere you look, most of them are people with strong bodies and delicate complexions, and you can tell at a glance that they are physical cultivators who have cultivated their physique. Although there are also immortal cultivators with smart temperament, there are not many, and most of them wander around in the wooden room at the back, and very few wander in the square.

"Mo Ming, how is it? This place is different from those markets, right?" Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Meng smiled again and patted Mo Ming's shoulder.

"It's really different!"

Mo Ming nodded, comparing the scene in front of him with the Fang Market on Beiliang Mountain, although the two are very lively and noisy, the difference is still very huge, especially those who set up stalls on the square and shout, which are basically invisible in the Fang Market.

And the most special thing is that this kind of gathering is just as Wang Meng said, where body cultivators and immortal cultivators coexist.

"Mo Ming, I'm going to look for my uncle, are you going to go shopping with me or by yourself first?" Wang Meng said suddenly,

Mo Ming groaned slightly, looked at the crowd in the square, looked at Wang Meng again, thought about it and shook his head and said, "You go, I'll go shopping by myself first, and I'll look for you when I'm done!"

"It's okay, then you can find out for yourself first!" Wang Meng nodded, just about to leave, he suddenly remembered something, frowned and said, "You must be careful, the people here are very mixed, although you have stepped into the innate realm, there are not a few body refiners in the innate realm here, don't easily provoke the enemy!"

"Well, I see, thanks for reminding me!" Mo Ming hugged his fists and said gratefully.

After the words fell, Wang Meng looked in the direction, turned around and walked down another path towards the wooden house at the back of the square.

And it wasn't until Wang Meng's figure disappeared in front of him that Mo Ming came back to his senses, looked at the crowd in the square, and walked inside without hesitation.