Half a month later, Miao Zhenzhen took Wang Ze and other disciples to the ban, and they finally met Mo Boyun and respectfully greeted him.

Mo Boyun nodded and motioned for the disciples to wait on the sidelines now.

Wang Ze looked up, and sure enough, he found that a forbidden area several feet in size had been weakened and there was still a thin layer left, which could be torn apart.

Miao Zhen stood in front of the disciples again, holding fifteen storage bags in his hands, and said solemnly: "You will put everything that is useless for the battle, except for magic weapons, talismans, and pills, here, and the real person will keep them for you." After you come out of the ban, the contents of the storage bag on your body are considered to be the income of this trip and must be handed in. ”

This is to prevent the disciples from swallowing the harvest privately, everyone stepped forward one by one and put the things that could not be used into the storage bag in Miao Zhen's hands.

And Wang Ze did the same. However, the items he put there did not have the iron plaque.

But it doesn't mean that Wang Ze carries the plaque with him, if that's the case, if the plaque is confiscated as a harvest after the ban comes out, he will cry.

It's because in the previous fifteen days, he took Xu Ming out once, and he had already placed the iron plaque with Xu Yin in advance.

After everyone put the items away, the Ning Dan real people over there shot together, tore a crack in the prohibition, and then summoned the disciples of the three forces to go over and prepare to enter.

Elder Huang of the Thousand Variations Sect spoke: "The time to enter the prohibition is three days, and at this hour in three days, you will come out. Let's go inside. ”

Forty-five disciples rushed in through the forbidden tear and appeared in a square, which was indeed well preserved, and not even the bricks on the floor were cracked.

The disciples of the three forces looked at each other hostilely, and then separated and explored the past in the direction of one by one. Even cultivators of the same force. It's all separate, no one is grouped together, and if it's together, security is safe, isn't it a waste of a person's opportunity?

Wang Ze nodded to his companion and also chose a direction. He said to himself in his heart: "Ning Dan Zhenren is really thoughtful, and it is appropriate to determine the three-day period." The more time passes, the more serious the disciples' casualties will be, and if it is stipulated for a month, I am afraid that only three genius disciples will be able to go out. ”

After a while, Wang Ze passed a small hall, but when he entered, he found nothing. But he was prepared and kept going.

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In the core area of the Yuehua Sect, due to the effect of protection and prohibition. It is basically well preserved, but it is quiet and scary, without a trace of sound, and the magnificence is even more eerie.

Wang Ze walked in such an environment, and his top priority was to find the "red rock grass".

Although he is still some time away from Ning Dan, he has to start preparing for it, and he must first refine the "Ning Yuan Dan".

The caretaker of the Temple of Materials recorded. The red rock grass grows in the Caiyun Stream in the northwest of the core area, and it is not known where it is. How far is it?"

Wang Ze muttered to himself.

He walked across a small arched bridge and stepped onto a gravel path, and on both sides of the path were the spiritual fields, which were still covered with a thin shield, well preserved.

"Let's get off to a good start. Wang Ze laughed, but at this moment. A figure flashed out of the shield on the left, and Wang Ze realized that the shield had been blasted out of a hole.

He looked behind the figure, there was another path leading to it, and he didn't expect to be one step ahead of him.

And Wang Ze also recognized this person's face. It is a cultivator who kills the forces of the list.

This man glanced at Wang Ze and said, "This place has been occupied by me, so you should find another place." He immediately took a defensive stance.

Now that he has just entered the core area, he has not yet harvested, and Wang Ze doesn't want to fight for no reason, so he nodded and looked at the Spirit Grass Garden on the right side of the path.

The black-clothed nun didn't say anything else, and flashed into the left shield again.

Wang Ze sacrificed his golden light sword, slashed at the shield, and in a few breaths, he broke a hole in the shield, and then walked in.

This spiritual grass garden was one acre in size, but it was divided into three fields, the first one took up about half of the area, the middle one occupied two-thirds of the remaining half, and the one inside was the smallest.

The first spiritual field was planted with five spiritual grasses, and Ling said, "It's three hundred years." ”

Wang Ze has recently made up some knowledge and gained some insight into spiritual grass. In fact, the year of the spirit grass depends on its own quality, but on the number of years it has been grown.

Let's start with quality. A spirit grass can't grow for as many years as you want, the quality is not enough, it matures when it reaches the limit, and it won't grow anymore. If it is not picked, it will gradually wither and lose its medicinal effect.

Then there are the years of real growth. For example, some spiritual grasses with thousand-year-old quality, if they are discovered by cultivators, they are only five hundred years, but ordinary cultivators can't wait, and then pick them in advance. That's why long-term spirit grass is so scarce.

Of course, there are some formations, and there are some special means that can shorten the growth year, and the spirit grass of a thousand years can even mature in three hundred years.

Therefore, the three-hundred-year-old quality spirit grass in the first field did not know how many times it had died. However, every time it dies, the seeds fall and grow back one by one. Three hundred years is a reincarnation, and the cycle repeats.

At this moment, Wang Ze's luck was good, but one-third of the spirit grass was close to maturity. And he picked them all.

The second field is a 500-year-old quality spirit grass. There are 30 of them, but only 6 are mature.

Wang Ze not only picked the six mature plants, but also picked the ones that had reached 300 years, but some of the ones that were too low were left, and no geese had plucked their feathers.

Walking to the third field, there were only two spirit grasses, Ling said: "This is a thousand-year-old quality spirit grass." ”

Wang Ze's face suddenly became happy, although he still didn't have the experience of distinguishing the quality of the spirit grass from the vintage, but he knew the value.

A thousand-year-old spirit grass is enough to refine the elixir of the Ning Dan period, which is very expensive.

The two spirit grasses in front of him, one reaching nine hundred years and one reaching seven hundred years, were already good, and they were picked by him.

Wang Ze walked out of the shield, and as soon as he leaned out of the hole, he saw a sharp light burst out, straight to his chest, if it was an ordinary mid-stage cultivator, he would really be attacked. However, Wang Ze did not panic, as if he had expected it. A protective artifact suddenly flew up and blocked in front of him, blocking the attack.

A flying fork flew upside down and fell into the hands of the black-clothed cultivator who walked out from behind a lamppost.

Wang Ze looked at it, and sure enough, it was the cultivator who killed the list force.

The black-clothed cultivator sneered: "I am only a mid-term cultivator, I didn't expect that my reaction would not be slow, and he would be able to block my sneak attack." Originally, I didn't want to trouble you, but whoever let me harvest a thousand-year-old spirit grass in that spiritual grass garden, presumably your side is not bad. It's because you don't know what to do, and you have to harvest the spirit grass close to me, which can't blame me. ”

As for the black-clothed cultivator mistaking Wang Ze's cultivation, it was naturally Wang Ze's intention. Before the cultivators of the three forces entered the ban, he deliberately stood with several outer disciples, and hid his cultivation to the sixth layer of the foundation building period.

"I'm embarrassed to take the initiative to rob you, but if you come and rob me first, then it's easy to say. Wang Ze smiled and pulled out the golden light sword.

A sword blade shot towards the black-clothed cultivator, and the black-clothed cultivator sacrificed the flying fork to resist, but after contact, the spiritual power on the surface of the flying fork was instantly defeated, almost destroying the flying fork itself.

The black-clothed cultivator's face was suddenly shocked, and he exclaimed, "How is it possible, you are not a mid-stage cultivator?!"

Wang Ze sneered, since he made a move, there was no reason to be soft-hearted, he brushed out several sword blades, which was already difficult for the black-clothed cultivator to deal with.

Wang Ze's half-grade spiritual power in the metallic ground level, and then using the benefits of spiritual weapons, how could a seventh-layer cultivator in the foundation building period be able to resist it?

The black-clothed cultivator tried his best to defeat the two sword blades, but there were still two by his side, Wang Ze directly threw out the golden light sword body, and a golden light slashed through, directly breaking through the black-clothed cultivator's protection and killing him.

Wang Ze stepped forward and put the black-clothed cultivator's storage bag down, and found that he had gained more than his own, not counting the spirit grass of other years, and he could not compare to the mature thousand-year-old spirit grass alone.

Wang Ze put away the storage bag and continued to walk forward. Judging from the encounter with the black-clothed cultivators, although they chose different directions, the road within the forbidden area was tortuous, and the chance of encountering them was also very high.

Even if Wang Ze recognized one direction and walked forward, it could not be ruled out that someone would walk in front of him.

After Wang Ze left the Spirit Grass Garden, he entered a large hall and looked around and found nothing, but he found two tables and chairs that were completely carved from spirit stones, and they were medium-grade spirit stones.

He pried down the two sets of tables and chairs and put them away, which can be regarded as harvesting tens of thousands of spirit stones.

Soon after passing through the main hall, Wang Ze walked to the end of the road, where a light curtain was blocked. However, Wang Ze did not step forward immediately, because in front of the light curtain, there was already a cultivator, but this person walked in front of him.

This is a young cultivator with fair skin, and when he saw Wang Ze coming, he didn't show any guarded posture, but smiled kindly.

Wang Ze recognized this person's face, he was a cultivator of the Thousand Variations Sect, and he could also see through it at a glance, and he was the eighth layer of the foundation building period.

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive. ”

The White Pure Cultivator stretched out his hand to appease Wang Ze, and said quickly: "We have nothing to gain now, and we can't fight to the death." ”

Seeing that Wang Ze didn't immediately show hostility, the Baijing cultivator relaxed and said with a smile: "You are a disciple of the Ten Thousand Law Sect, there are only fifteen people in total, I know you." Under Chen Bing, dare to ask Dao Friends what to call them?"

Wang Ze was a little stunned and said, "The surname is Wang." ”

"It's Wang Daoyou. Chen Bing said without the slightest hostility: "Don't be surprised, although we belong to different forces, after all, there is no personal grudge, and we don't need to meet each other with swords and guns." And such a big place as Yuehua Sect is enough to explore, why fight to the death to snatch the harvest from other people's hands. (To be continued......)