Biography of Wei Zixiu Xian

Chapter 893
The black and green air of Wangyu Mountain is cohesive, but in this edge area, it is a little better, not too thick, and most of it is ordinary air, mixed with a little aura.

As long as you are careful, even Jindan can persist here for a few days.

Similarly, in this fringe area, nothing good has happened.

Wei Zi went further in, and saw that the black and green colors were getting thicker, passing by from time to time.

Especially the black death air, which is often mixed with a thick green anger, once it gets close, it will suddenly reveal its fangs, and rush towards Wei Zi from the green anger.

Every time at this time, Liming Mist would suddenly emerge from Wei Zi's body.

Swallow up all these sudden dead energy.

Wei Zi followed closely and collected the incomparably pure green anger into his pocket.

Of course, some of them are dead and more cunning, just hiding in the angry group and not coming out.

People look at this big group of green and angry, but they can only stay away.

Wei Zi started directly, crushing the mass of anger into pieces, and then fed the black dead energy hidden inside to Liming Mist, green and angry, and kept it for himself.

This person is in a fog, and wherever he passes, no matter whether he is angry or dead, he will never get out of Wei Zi's sight alive.

When Wei Zi had walked for a few miles and reached the depths of Wangyu Mountain, he didn't see the qi of life and death continue to increase.

It's like reaching a bottleneck.

Presumably, it is precisely because of this that many monks who came to Wangyu Mountain made repeated investigations, but they did not find out the source of this anger.

Wei Zi didn't care too much. Although the concentration of life and death qi didn't increase anymore, it was still as thick as goose feather and heavy snow.

This kind of dense life and death qi is very worrying even for monks after Yuan Dynasty.

No matter how much, I am afraid it will be difficult to move an inch.

If Wei Zi hadn't been in Li Mingwu's hands, it would be impossible for him to stroll around Wangyu Mountain like a garden, just like a vast garden.

However, Wang Yushan's danger is not only the ubiquitous dead air.

There are also monsters that appear from time to time.

Neither alive nor dead, living corpses hovering between life and death.

The body is dead, and the spiritual wisdom has also disappeared, but under the influence of life and death, it still has the ability to act.

Will actively attack monks, eat their flesh and blood, and nourish themselves.

The saddest thing is that these living corpses are all monks who died on Wangyu Mountain, and the corpses were slowly transformed under the action of life and death.

Fortunately, there are not many monks who come to Wangyu Mountain to find resources, and because Wangyu Token is difficult to obtain, very few low-level monks will enter Wangyu Mountain, and most high-level monks can still retreat unscathed in Wangyu Mountain.

Therefore, there are not many living corpses in Wangyu Mountain, and the only ones that remain are almost all monks who died in Wangyu Mountain before the barrier of Wangyu Mountain was established.

Although these living corpses have lost their intelligence, some of the secret techniques they knew during their lifetime will remain.

After the change of life and death, it can be said that the power is quite shocking.

These spells are cast by the two auras of life and death, and the monks in the Yuan Dynasty must avoid their edge.

Not to mention, these living corpses were originally monks of the Empress Yuan Dynasty. Even if they died, they became living corpses, but their speed of movement did not show stiffness at all. They were the most dangerous existence in Wangyu Mountain.

It is also the reason why monks in the Yuan Dynasty will lose here.

Without them, it is estimated that it would be very easy for the monks in the Yuan Dynasty to retreat from Wangyu Mountain.

It's not that Wei Zi has never encountered a living corpse, but she restrained her breath and wrapped her whole body in Liming Mist. To a living corpse without intelligence, she was no different from a living corpse.

Therefore, no living corpse would attack her.

Let her come and go freely in Wangyu Mountain.

In fact, the distance of tens of miles around Wangyu Mountain is really not that big for a post-Yuan monk like Wei Zi.

For ordinary post-Yuan monks, it may be because of the death energy, so it is more difficult to walk, which makes it appear a little bigger.

However, for Wei Zi, this Wangyu Mountain is like his own back garden. Even if he walks slowly, he can measure the entire Wangyu Mountain in a month.

During the period, I also saw a Mianshou fruit tree once, with three green fruits hanging on a dead tree without any leaves.

If it wasn't for worrying that Mian Shou Guo would not be able to survive away from Wangyu Mountain, Wei Zi almost pulled it out on the spot and planted it in the ring space.

Anyway, it would be more convenient for her to confine the two spirits of life and death directly in the mustard space.

However, there is only one Mianshou fruit tree. If she transplanted it rashly and let the Mian Shou fruit tree die because she didn't adapt to the environment, she would have no place to cry. The powder was sprinkled on the Mianshou fruit tree.

After the Mianshou fruit tree disappeared in a flash, Wei Zi tried again, whether he could use the Fragrant Butterfly to find the Mianshou fruit tree.

In Wangyu Mountain, besides the Mianshou fruit tree, there are many strange things, Wei Zi will pass by all the old ones, and will never let them go.

After a few months, the harvest is very rich.

I'm afraid that those people will come in to look at Yushan in the future, and they won't be in a very beautiful mood.

Putting all the strange things that should be collected into the bag, Wei Zi concentrated on collecting the mountain full of vitality.

Whenever I get tired, I put the Liming Mist outside, and hide in the mustard space to rest by myself.

The people outside were waiting to see Wei Zi's jokes, and they waited and waited, year after year, but Wei Zi didn't come out disheveled.

However, these people don't want to believe that Wei Zi can really persist in it for so long. They believe that Wei Zi may have encountered a powerful living corpse inside and died inside.

Many people even lamented that such a young Yuanhou monk has an unlimited future, and he doesn't know when he will be able to transform into a god. Why can't he think about it, and insist on competing with them, the veteran Yuanhou monks, for the Mian Shouguo.

You can't use it yourself, so it's okay now, let's take your own life.

Speaking of which, it's still a matter of gloating.

Xiaoyan followed Mr. Hongying, and naturally heard a lot of such statements, and asked Mr. Hongying very sadly, whether these people's guesses were true.

Mr. Hongying just sneered, "It's just some poor worms, it's all just whimsical here, you don't need to worry about it, your sister Wei is not easy, it seems that this alliance is really a good thing for my father. The help of such a strong opponent is even more effective."

Wei Zi is busy in Wangyu Mountain, whether it is anger or death, he has swallowed a lot, but after three years, he has not seen the slightest decrease in the energy of life and death here.

(End of this chapter)