As he walked through the bottom of the lake, he gradually noticed that the feet seemed to be gentle and uneven, and sometimes there were huge deep pits hidden by mud and aquatic plants.

In the distance, especially behind Wang Mountain, that is, to the north of the main peak, in his immortal consciousness, some fluttering sounds can be felt from time to time. It seems to come from these deep pits, and every time you puff, wisps of rich aura gush out.

Its quality is extremely high, if it can condense the spirit treasure, there are seven products at the most!

"There's a spiritual vein down here...... Teng Desire's face suddenly turned happy, and he raised his hand and pressed it into a deep pit, wanting to pull out some of the spiritual veins in it.

However, no matter how hard he tried, it was empty, as if there were no spiritual veins below him. He changed several places, but found nothing, and even went behind Wang Shan, but there was none.

It's like it's only when it appears.

"What the hell is ...... down here" Teng Desire did not extract again, but waited for the time to flutter again.

The bottom of the lake is very large, and although the aura is rich, it is not concentrated, and most of it is absorbed by the fish, and it is difficult to obtain it.

For a long time, the sound of fluttering was still there, but it was not in front of his eyes and around him, and every time he rushed, he returned empty-handed.

It seems to have a spirit, and it is really strange to deliberately avoid him.

Teng Xi waited for a long time, seeing that he couldn't get anything, and he wanted to enter this deep pit, but there was a strong force of rejection.

It seems that his current strength is not yet able to enter, he pondered for a moment, and was about to crush the spirit treasure to increase the immortal power and forcibly open it. But his ears moved, as if he heard a cacophony of sounds, the sounds of fish, as if discussing something.

Teng wanted to wave his hand, the octopus immediately rushed upward, and after a few breaths, he turned back, and after listening to it, he sighed helplessly, quite nerve-wracking.

He took a deep look at the many deep pits at the bottom of the lake, put away the ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple, and rushed to the surface of the lake quickly. As we approached, there was not only the noise of fish, but also the cry of a horned turtle.

Teng wanted to fly out of the lake silently, and at a glance, he saw that in the natural cave of the main peak, there were a dense pile of white turtle eggs. Turtle eggs are as big as a pear and as small as a chicken egg.

And on this turtle egg, there is still a little doll, and her eyes are shining and picking up small turtle eggs and stuffing them into her mouth, one bite at a time.

Nature is pure.

Outside the cave, several huge horned turtles were roaring at Chunchun, glaring angrily and angrily.

However, Chun Chungen didn't care, seeing that there was a bighorn turtle crawling over, she grabbed an egg as big as a pear and smashed it, with a look of not letting the other party get close, humming and chirping.

The turtle eggs were smashed to pieces, and a black bighorn turtle at the front of the anger rushed in desperately.

Teng Xiang shook his head, rolled up his sleeves, rolled out Chunchun, and returned to the cave. Only then did she find that Ru Yan, who was at a loss, didn't seem to know that Chunchun had run below.

Seeing that Chunchun was sent back by Teng Desire, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hungry again?"

"Well, hungry ......" Chun Chun still held a turtle egg in his hand, pouted, and looked at Teng Lust with his eyes.

"Come, eat," Teng Xu found that the palm of the other party's hand was red and red, his clothes were worn out, and there was dust on the top of his head and small face.

I must have woken up hungry before, and then smelled the fragrance of those turtle eggs, and couldn't wait to go down the mountain.

Suddenly, a gray light flashed in his sleeve, and he saw that the scroll that had been unable to open flew out on its own and suddenly spread out.

Teng wanted to stare at it, and couldn't help but be stunned.

At the same time, far away in the direction of Lin Mansion, the fog was gradually dissipating, and the murmur of vicissitudes of life dissolved between heaven and earth. An extremely dazzling red light is rapidly condensing.

The young man of the hunting pavilion is forcibly waking up!

"Where did you come from, dare to trap the envoy, give me death!" With a roar, the red light grew bigger and bigger, turning into a sharp arrow that pierced directly through the mist.

Swept away, and wherever it passed, the gray fog crumbled and dissipated.

The red arrow re-transformed into the red-robed youth, wearing a mask as red as blood, carrying a shining stone bow on his back, standing in the sky.

"There is no Lin Mansion, there is no Wind Whispering City, now only the Rujian Sect in the west is left......" The young man's voice was very sharp, and his hands were red, as if soaked in endless blood.

He flew towards the Rujian Sect, and when he passed by Wind Whispering City, he glanced in the direction of the Fish Sect and slowly fell. Walking towards the Fish Sect step by step, hiding the gaze under the mask through the bright moonlight, it was meaningful.

It was getting closer and closer to the invisible barrier under the Fusang cloth, and just when it was within reach, the young man suddenly stopped. He took a closer look at some of the white steamed bun crumbs left on the ground not far away.

"It seems that the envoy is thinking too much......" The young man paused, turned to leave, and stepped towards the Rujian Sect.

Just a few breaths after the young man left, the barrier dissipated with the dissipation of Fusang, turned into a fresh breeze, rolled up the steamed bun crumbs on the ground, and floated into the distance.

And in the Fish Sect, Teng wanted to be unaware of everything that happened in the outside world, and stared blankly at the scroll that was spreading out on its own.

In this scroll, there was a map of the main peak of the Fish Sect, and most importantly, above this thousand zhang, there was a six-grade spirit treasure that he had dreamed of!

It was marked by a gray dot, but the gray dot seemed to be dissipating bit by bit.

Teng wanted not to hesitate, rolled up Chun Chun Ru Yan and Tang Tang, and went straight to the top.

His speed was very fast, and it was a hundred feet in an instant, but the higher he went, the stronger the coercion became, so that he had to go up quietly, but he couldn't delay the time to let the gray spots dissipate.

"That's it," Teng Desire hesitated Zhong knew that the opportunity could not be lost, and he would not come again, and immediately spread the immortal power completely, and rushed forward at the fastest speed.

In the middle of the night, after he stepped on the top of Qianzhang, he immediately restrained all his breath.

Here, there are stilted buildings, and above, there are magnificent palaces, like hanging gardens. However, the strange thing is that the pavilions here are all empty and quiet.

Teng wanted to hesitate and couldn't care so much, this gray spot reminded him of Fusang, and the scroll that suddenly spread out made him feel a little bad.

He pushed open a door, searched for the marks on the scroll, and searched for them one by one. As you step into this mountain, you will find that it is like a labyrinth. The stone walls on the ground and around are all pitch black, faintly with certain lines. The layout of the labyrinth is more like a formation, well organized.

"Here... It's so familiar......" Teng wanted to gallop without paying too much attention, getting closer and closer to the marked place, and could feel a faint light.

It is the six-grade spirit treasure!