Chapter 119: Goodbye Purple Cloud Tower Disciple!

"It's good that I'm patient and watch, otherwise I'll miss it!"

Ye Ming laughed, if the monks who looked down on the stone tablet before knew that there was a Xuan-level spiritual skill hidden in the stone tablet, they would be afraid that they would regret it.

At this time, because Lan Zi Evil came first, she also finished reading it, and was about to leave, but her cold eyes suddenly looked at Ye Ming, and there was a hint of surprise in it.

This young man is not very old, but his patience is not small!

You must know that there have been several waves of people here before, but no one has stayed here to check, and they will leave after a general glance, after all, the tide of poisonous insects in the rear is getting closer and closer, who will waste time here?

Shaking his head, Lan Zi Evil didn't remind Ye Ming and left directly.

The tide of poisonous insects is getting closer and closer

In front of the stele, Ye Ming was the only one left, and he was a little anxious at the moment, but he had an intuition that the handwriting on the stele must be read, and there was a key to it.

After all, the entire Yellow Sand Desert is empty, only the stone tablet remains, is it just to record the deeds of King Yu's life?

Boom Boom!

The tide of poisonous insects was no more than a thousand miles away from Ye Ming, and the rolling evil qi made the desert shake up.

"Almost!"

Ye Ming sped up, and finally saw at the end of the stone tablet that after the Yu King separated from the teacher back then, the teacher gave her a small white flower - a mandala flower!

This mandala flower has become the favorite flower of the feather king's life!

"Mandala flowers, those little flowers on the side of the stele?"

Ye Ming's eyes lit up, as early as when he came to the stone monument, he found that there were a few small white flowers on the side, but those flowers were extremely ordinary, so he didn't pay attention for a while.

"Mandala flowers, just a spiritual plant, not very useful, the price is not expensive, but since it was planted by the Feather King, it must be useful!"

The thoughts flowed in his heart, and Ye Ming hurriedly picked a few.

At this time, the tide of poisonous insects in the rear was only a few hundred meters away from Ye Ming, and the billowing poisonous mist spread over, submerging the nearby area at once.

"Dead?"

In the distance, Lan Zixie stood quietly, staring ahead with cold eyes, and when she saw the young man being submerged in the poisonous mist, her eyes showed a strange look, but it quickly disappeared.

Although she and Ye Ming met each other in Pingshui, perhaps because of the reason for reading the stone tablet together, she had a good impression of the young man, of course, and that's all.

"Alas, everyone is running for their lives, but you are stubborn to read it"

On the other side of the sand dune, the bald monk shook his head, and now the young man was drowned in the poisonous mist, I am afraid that he is not far from death.

You must know that even those poisonous fogs do not dare to touch easily.

After sighing lightly, the bald monk was about to leave, and suddenly, in front of him, a figure was interspersed like a leopard, and then it became clearer and clearer, and the young man's body rushed out of the poisonous mist, stepped on the sand dune, and in a few breaths, the distance between the poisonous insects behind him was widened.

"Rushing out of the poisonous fog?

Looking at that miraculous scene, the bald monk's eyes widened, a hundred poisons are not inviolable, it is said that the ancient martial arts must practice a method, but after a thousand years, how to cultivate a hundred poisons without invasion has disappeared.

"Damn, there are few people in my martial arts pavilion who have reached the body of a hundred poisons, which academy is that guy from?"

Shaking his head in surprise, the bald monk smiled, and then the figure shot backwards.

On the other side, the blue and purple evil eyes stared at the figure of the young man, with a pretty face like an iceberg, revealing a shallow smile, and then the jade hand touched the sword behind him, and his body moved, and he also ran forward.

Sou!

Ye Ming ran wildly all the way, occasionally looking back, his eyes showed jealousy, he was nine deaths and a life before, if it wasn't for the eight-step ghost shadow at the critical moment, he was afraid that he would be submerged now.

As for the poisonous mist, with a reborn body, he is not afraid!

"Although there are nine deaths, the harvest is good, the Xuan-level spiritual skills, and it is also dedicated to martial arts, it is worth it!"

Ye Ming laughed while running, this spiritual skill is hard to buy with money.

After all, martial arts cultivation is not comparable to martial arts cultivation, Danfu cultivation, and cultivation techniques and spiritual skills are difficult to see.

"It can be seen from the handwriting left by King Yu that she is also a lover, and she seems to like her teacher, and the mandala flower is what she left, it must be the key!"

After pulling the distance of the poisonous insect tide again, Ye Ming took out the catalogue and looked at it.

It is recorded in the catalogue that the mandala flower, also known as the flower of the other side, has a mysterious origin, but it is not widely used on the surface, it is only used to refine some kind of spirit rune, and even the elixir that can be refined is not much, as for the hidden effect, the only one that is more prominent is the nemesis of the ghost dandelion!

"Ghost dandelion, what's that? Am I wrong?"

Ye Ming pursed his lips, then put away the catalogue, and ran wildly again, now he still found the entrance to the second floor.

As time passed, more and more poisonous insects gathered in the Yellow Sand Desert, and they surged towards the center in a circle.

There is no doubt that surrounded by the tide of poisonous insects, the remaining people can only take refuge in the center, and everyone is worried that if there is no passage in the center, they will be flooded by poisonous insects sooner or later.

But fortunately, the Yellow Sand Desert is quite extensive, and it will take some time for the tide of poisonous insects to surround it.

Syllable!

On the sand dunes, Ye Ming temporarily shook off the poisonous tide, but after continuous running, his delicate face also showed fatigue.

In the distance, there is no longer an endless desert, and occasionally you can see a lonely rock, which is strange and has different shapes.

"It's really a place where rabbits don't poop!"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Ye Ming continued to move forward, and at the same time, with a wave of his right hand, the catalogue was taken out, and when he looked closely, he saw that the catalogue was originally blank, and there were scattered stars on it.

Although there are few stars, the dazzling degree is not weak, and it seems that it is a second-grade spirit plant!

"The closer you get to the center, the spirit plant slowly appears, but for now, you still have to find an exit!"

Ye Ming put away the catalogue and didn't plan to go to the spirit plant, of course, he wouldn't let go of the spirit plant that passed by on the way.

A moment later, under a rock, Ye Ming finally saw a spirit plant, it was the second-grade spirit plant five-colored black cloud flower, but this time he knew through the catalogue that this spirit plant was real, not a five-flowered giant scorpion.

Before walking slowly, Ye Ming had just picked the spirit plant, and at this moment, a faint voice came out.

"It's really a foolish person with a stupid fortune, since you have found a real five-colored black cloud flower, but not a five-flowered giant scorpion!"

"Yes, boy, since you tested the waters for us, we thanked you first, but the five-colored black cloud flower must be handed over!"

On the rock a hundred meters away from Ye Ming, two figures appeared, which were the two previous disciples of Ziyun Tower.

"Are these guys?"

Ye Ming put away the spirit plant and looked at it calmly.

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