Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 1111 Sun Mingsheng's persistence (please subscribe, please bookmark)

A demon cultivator with a thick shell on his back and a sharp black horn on his head introduced that from its appearance, it should be a branch of a turtle-like demon beast.

The heritage of turtle-like monsters is so vast that they are almost everywhere in the world of cultivation and the starry world, and their appearances are also ever-changing.

Of course, as for the truthfulness of the words of this turtle monster, it requires a group of cultivators to make effective judgments based on their own situations. As the saying goes, different people have different opinions, and the final choice can only depend on the cultivator's heart.

In fact, in the star world, various legends about buried star fields emerge one after another, and it is impossible to judge whether they are true or false.

The only truth is that although they know that this place is full of dangers, countless monks still come here one after another, risking their own lives to seek this one-in-a-million opportunity.

As for the truthfulness of the words spoken by this turtle-like demon cultivator, other cultivators would not delve into it. Similar situations could be found everywhere in every gathering.

The ultimate purpose of each monk in spreading this news is different. It may be out of pure kindness, or it may be to drive away or intimidate some monks to leave, and so on.

During the entire transaction process, Sun Mingsheng, as a new member, did not say much. He was mostly in the state of a listener, trying to extract some nutrients from the words of each monk he talked to in order to strengthen himself.

Of course, in the subsequent transaction process, he would not give up. He would exchange two fourth-grade low-grade water-attribute spiritual fruits and three fourth-grade low-grade earth-attribute spiritual medicines for one fourth-grade medium-grade fire-attribute spiritual fruit. The effect was roughly similar to that of a fourth-grade medium-grade treasure pill.

This gathering and transaction lasted for a day. At noon on the second day, all the Nascent Soul cultivators turned into different streams of light and disappeared in different locations. This naturally included the cultivators of the demon clan who had inherited the tortoise heritage.

Moreover, on the huge and hard back shells of these turtle-like demon monks, they carry an extremely exaggerated package, just like an old man entering the twilight of his life, trembling and disappearing with heavy steps between heaven and earth. As for whether they finally choose to leave, others do not know.

This so-called trade fair, in fact, in a sense, has some value, except for the exchange of what is available to each other, but it is more about intrigues and deceptions among monks.

"This filthy trade fair is really making people feel like they are holding their breath. Regardless of whether the various legends and information are true or false, they will not easily leave this star field before they have a satisfactory harvest."

"Even if the entire Burial Star Region is in a dangerous period of prohibition outbreak, what can we do? Who knows, there may be unexpected gains."

Sun Mingsheng's Tao heart and will are quite firm. Not to mention that he has never experienced the so-called danger personally, under the premise of assisting in his future advancement, he is not afraid of any danger at all.

After the small-scale trade fair ended, Sun Mingsheng did not return directly to the temporary cave to rest, but followed the guidance of a torn map that he had bought at a high price and went to the starry area where the caves of the senior monks were said to be most densely populated.

Risks and opportunities coexist. This area is also the place where the largest number of Nascent Soul cultivators have fallen. And every Nascent Soul cultivator keeps his mouth shut about the situation here and never leaks any information to the outside world.

After three days of speeding, what appeared in front of Sun Mingsheng was a star region that was completely different from other locations in the Burial Star Domain. Everywhere he looked was filled with thick fog, and the pitch-black night had a similar effect.

“In this area submerged in white fog, the suppression of cultivators’ spiritual consciousness is also quite obvious. A cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul can only observe within a radius of ten feet around himself.” Sun Mingsheng is certainly a little greedy for the treasures hidden in it, but he also understands the risks. He keeps probing the edge of the extremely thick fog with his spiritual consciousness to obtain effective information.

Up to now, the number of cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage who have entered the Buried Star Domain has reached over ten thousand, but they have no idea what caused the thick white fog before their eyes.

By piecing together the little bits of information that have leaked out over a long period of time, we can conclude that the location in this white area where the relics of the predecessors' caves appear most frequently is also the most dangerous location.

"No risk, no gain. The ban is still in a latent period, and this is also the best time to benefit from the legacy of the senior cave."

Faced with potential dangers, any Nascent Soul cultivator is bound to feel uneasy in his heart, but in the face of potential opportunities, everything can be overcome.

After Sun Mingsheng had a relatively stable understanding of the nature of the white mist, he no longer hesitated and directly flashed into the foggy area.

In another direction of the white fog, a turtle-like monk who concealed his body shape and breath, like a chicken thief, also chose to enter the range of the fog.

This cultivator of turtle heritage was a cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul stage who had openly revealed that the Burial Star Domain was about to enter a dangerous outbreak period. He had clearly left after the transaction was completed, but now he returned in this way, which clearly showed that he had a clear and unshakable goal.

"The information mentioned at the trade fair is only nine-tenths true and one-tenth false. The dangerous period is about to appear, but now it is still in the latent period. In the relatively safe area, after opening the cave of this turtle demon cultivator and obtaining the treasures inside, we will leave here as soon as possible and return to the Turtle Demon Sea to cultivate in seclusion."

Along with these faint mumblings, the figure of the turtle-like demon cultivator entered the cover of the white mist very lightly and familiarly.

His relatively light figure was in a completely different state from his previous staggering gait at the trade fair, which was hard to believe.

Sun Mingsheng was not clear about the choice of the turtle demon cultivator, nor did he have much interest in it, because at this moment he had already entered the white mist and encountered the first wave of crisis.

"buzzing"

Only a hundred miles into the white fog, a large number of black mosquitoes of unknown species kept hovering around.

The strength of these mosquitoes themselves is not too outstanding. If they were outside the white mist, Sun Mingsheng could easily crush them with his strength.

But in the white mist, their spiritual consciousness was forcibly suppressed within a range of ten feet around them, and even if they were caught by surprise, they could only cause a small number of casualties, which was not a concern considering their huge numbers.

Here, mosquitoes can almost fully utilize their flexible and agile bodies, and for a while there is no better strategy to escape.

(End of this chapter)