"The old man has been trapped here for more than a thousand years, and the first few times someone came, I didn't wake up because the original god was too seriously injured, and I missed the opportunity to leave!

"And two hundred years ago, the old man woke up for the first time, just in time for someone to come, but in the end, because the other party was too vigilant, he didn't really get out of trouble, so he could only parasitize in this soul-nourishing wood and continue to wait for the opportunity!"

"This time, the old man woke up from his slumber again, and he didn't think too much about it, but since God you sent me another person, then this time, the old man will leave here no matter what!"

The old man's voice resounded throughout the hall, very vicissitudes, as if he hadn't opened his mouth for many years, and there was a dryness in his tone.

The face on the wood was an old man, over the age of Jiazi, even if the cheeks were pale and not like substance, but he could still clearly see that there were deep wrinkles on the exposed skin.

And just after the old man spoke, it was obvious that his face showed excitement and excitement, as if he had really waited for a long time as he said, and found a certain person, who was about to get out of trouble!

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the old man raised his faint eyebrows, his face was very surprised, and then suddenly became a little cloudy.

"The old man has waited for two hundred years, and he has waited for such a weak person for two hundred years, is it possible that all the monks who are buried in the heavens and the earth are dead?"

The old man asked secretly, and there was something uncomfortable in his voice, as if the person he had found was quite different from what he had expected.

However, as soon as the words came out, he fell silent immediately after, and it was not until a long time later that he spoke very bitterly.

"That's it, the old man has been trapped here for 1,200 years, and he can't wait any longer!"

"Although this son's body is weak, but the old man's current Yuan Shen has only recovered half of it, if he really wants to do it, he should be able to barely withstand a certain amount of pressure from me, and it is not impossible to get out of trouble!"

The old man had a pair of long, narrow and deep-set eyes, as if he could see the young man wrapped in the layers of black mist through the thick walls of the main hall.

At this time, Mo Ming was walking in the mountains on foot, and the black mist was shrouded all the time, making his complexion always have an extreme paleness.

The deeper he went, the more calm Mo Ming's heart became, the strangeness of this place not only had the power of teleportation on the edge, but also layers of runes that could not be seen by the naked eye floating in the void above his head all the time, among which there was the power to prohibit people from flying.

As soon as he crossed a small hillside, Mo Ming's eyes lit up, and a bluestone staircase appeared in the dense jungle and stretched to the depths of a peak of more than 1,000 zhang.

In such a mountain wilderness, this bluestone staircase looked a little abrupt, its wounds were covered with moss, completely covering the original appearance of the staircase, if Mo Ming hadn't observed it carefully enough, he wouldn't even be able to notice it at the first time.

However, it was only at the first glance, Mo Ming unexpectedly found that he was not too surprised, as if he was prepared for anything that appeared in this place, but he just raised his eyebrows slightly and walked straight up.

Both sides of the bluestone staircase are dense ancient trees, blocking people's vision, and the black fog that drifts all the time also has the power to limit the detection of human spirits, and only with the naked eye, it is impossible to see where the winding bluestone staircase leads.

Suddenly, just as Mo Ming had just stepped on the hundred stone steps, his nose frowned slightly, and he smelled a strong fruity fragrance.

And walking not far forward, Mo Ming's face suddenly became overjoyed, because on the side of the bluestone staircase, there was a tree with a crooked neck, and there were fist-sized purple fruits on the tree, and the burst of fruity fragrance was emanating from it.

"Purple Spirit Fruit!"

Mo Ming immediately called out the name of the purple fruit, because this kind of fruit is very unusual, it is very uncommon in the outside world, it belongs to a kind of spiritual fruit in the world of cultivating immortals, it is almost rare for mortals to see it in their lifetime, and there are not many people who have seen it, let alone be able to have it.

It is only possible in some large Xiuxianfang markets, and it is extremely expensive.

And this is so, because this fruit has a lot of medicinal value, although it does not taste good, but the rich spiritual power and unique medicinal properties that exist in it can be used to refine many different kinds of pills.

Of course, what can make Mo Ming show a look of surprise is that the biggest effect of this purple spirit fruit is to repair the injuries of the body, even if it is eaten raw, it is comparable to the general foundation building period earth-grade healing elixir.

Mo Ming's eyes shone brightly, he didn't expect that when he was in distress and couldn't leave this place, and his injuries couldn't be recovered, this kind of healing treasure was sent to the door.

Look at the number of at least a hundred fruits on the crooked neck at that moment, each of them is full of purple, very dazzling, and the fruity fragrance is very strong, if you swallow them all, the cracked spleen and broken ribs in Mo Ming's body will be restored to the greatest extent, and at least six or seven percent of the peak state can be restored.

After a little muttering, Mo Ming looked around vigilantly, and after not finding anything abnormal, he immediately stopped hesitating, and went straight to the crooked neck tree, and then immediately picked four or five purple spirit fruits and sat up on the spot.

In such a place, Mo Ming was not careful that anyone would disturb him, after all, judging from the environment exposed around him, no one's footprints had been revealed here for a long time, even under his feet, there were still dense withered fruit cores, which were caused by the natural shedding and then decay of the purple spirit fruit over the long years.

What's more, from Li Wenhanque's short words and the jealousy that he tried his best to hide, Mo Ming also knew that this Black Ridge was probably not a secret place in the entire southern Xinjiang, at least there should be many people who knew about the existence of this place, and would not deliberately go forward to find unhappiness!

As soon as he took the first bite, Mo Ming suddenly felt that his entire mouth was paralyzed, the taste of the purple spirit fruit was indeed too bad, and he even unceremoniously said that it was so unpalatable that it was disgusting.

However, it was this mouthful that Mo Ming felt a huge spiritual power coming from the flesh, seeping into his body as he continued to chew, and the sour juice also revealed a strange power, just a few breaths of time, he felt that the injuries in his body were showing signs of improvement.

"The rumors are true, although this purple spirit fruit is indeed a little unpalatable, but only the medicinal power contained in it, I am afraid that when I eat all the purple spirit fruits on this tree, the injury can recover to at least seventy percent, and it may even reach eighty percent!"

"At that time, I will have some self-preservation, and I will be able to deal with some sudden changes in this Black Ridge!"

Suddenly, Mo Ming was overjoyed in his heart, not hesitating, no matter how unbearable the taste of the purple spirit fruit was, he chewed calmly.

Not long after, all the purple spirit fruits he had just picked entered Mo Ming's abdomen, and at this moment, he began to work hard to recover from his injuries.

Time seemed to be a little faster all of a sudden, at least for Mo Ming.

When he opened his eyes, the sky had completely darkened, and the three Great Zhou Heavens had been completed, and with the medicinal properties of the Purple Spirit Fruit, his injuries had recovered to the point of twenty percent!

"Come again, go on!"

A flash of perseverance flashed in Mo Ming's eyes, and he didn't want to stop picking the purple spirit fruit from the tree and began to swallow it.

Time slipped away quietly again, but for the old man in a certain hall, the passage of time seemed to be extraordinarily long, and it seemed that every moment was a torment for him, from the confidence on his face at the beginning, to now it has become extremely gloomy.

I don't know how long it was, maybe it was a day, maybe it was just an hour, but at a certain moment the old man seemed to endure to the extreme, and the face that appeared on the wood showed a trace of annoyance.

"Is this little bastard going to hide there?"

The old man opened his mouth a little angrily, but his eyes were always on Mo Ming's body, of course, he naturally knew that Mo Ming was healing at this time, but since he woke up until now, he has been thinking about leaving this place, and he feels that it is long because of waiting, but his mentality can't help but show anxiety.

"Well, the old man wants to see where you have to wait for long!"

The old man muttered to himself in a low voice, but then he looked stunned again, and then revealed a hint of uncertainty.

"No, what if this little bastard really doesn't come after recovering from his injuries? The old man can't wait like this, he needs to do some means, otherwise if he really wants to let this son leave, the old man will miss another chance to leave!

The old man muttered in a low voice, muttered for a long time, and finally made a decision, those narrow and deep-set eyes turned to Mo Ming, and then saw an inaudible voice coming out of his mouth, one after another, only the buzzing sound could be heard, but he couldn't hear any words.

And the next moment, Mo Ming, who was sitting under the trees, suddenly trembled slightly, and his eyes opened unconsciously.

Just now, he suddenly felt a fierce jump in his heart, and another sense of incomprehension, as if a voice had been telling him something, but he couldn't hear it, he could only feel that the will that seemed to be calling him.

Pondered slightly, carefully experienced the feeling just now, and then looked into the distance, Mo Ming felt a little vigilant in his heart, but he didn't think too much, and then closed his eyes and healed again.

And with the passage of time, for a certain moment, Mo Ming felt the seemingly non-existent summoning sound again, and since this appearance, the opportunity has not stopped, it has intensified, and from the buzzing sound, some simple words can still be heard.

"Come on...... Come and ......"

After repeated scrutiny, Mo Ming finally affirmed that there were definitely these two words in his voice, and his heart suddenly became more curious and vigilant.

Looking at the few purple spirit fruits left on the crooked-necked tree beside him, Mo Ming finally shook it, ignoring the feeling, picking all the purple spirit fruits, and then recovering with all his might.

"Okay, you little bastard, the old man didn't hesitate to consume his soul energy to let you go, but you still dragged it and refused to leave, what is so delicious about the broken fruit, even if you return to your prime, don't you still want to be cheap old man in the end!"

At the same time, the old man in the hall had gloomy eyes, and seemed to understand Mo Ming's plan at this time, not only did he suddenly become a little violent, but then his expression closed in an instant, revealing a heavy and serious face.

"The old man has been waiting for two hundred years, and it is not bad for you to have such a little time, your body, the old man is borrowed!"