Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Ye Ling listened to Zi Xuan's suggestion, sat on the shoulder of the ancient barbarian puppet alone, went out of the canyon and headed east.

At this time, the dark night in the Netherworld Cave was filled with yin energy, and the cry of night owls came from time to time, making the surroundings seem more empty and lonely.

With the ancient barbarian puppet, Ye Ling was not worried about encountering any ghosts. He folded his hands and looked at the fog in the distance with a cold gaze. Although there was a golden toad treasure lamp in the storage bag that could illuminate everything on the way, Ye Ling did not intend to use it.

This is like in the endless darkness, even a little candlelight can attract countless moths to the fire, which is too conspicuous and very ostentatious, which does not meet Ye Ling's original intention of sneaking into the treasure cave.

Under the running of the ancient barbarian puppet, most of the sixty miles of distance were quickly covered. When turning around a col, Ye Ling's eyes lit up, and he immediately floated down and summoned the ancient barbarian puppet back.

I saw a faint light in front, which seemed to be a cave entrance, with a radius of a hundred feet.

Around this cave, hundreds of sword lights gathered, all of them were cultivators who came to the Netherworld Cave to train!

"I guess this is the treasure cave that Zixuan mentioned! It seems that we have been delayed too long in the sea of ​​corpses and bones, the Shura Palace, and the Netherworld Forbidden Valley, and finally arrived a step late!"

Ye Ling knew that there were many tomb passages in the Netherworld Cave, crisscrossing each other, and it was normal for other cultivator teams to rush to the treasure cave from other tomb passages.

But what surprised him was that the cultivator teams surrounding the treasure cave, either in groups of three or five, or in groups of more than ten people, were all waiting outside the cave entrance, and did not rush in.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy and attracting attention, Ye Ling did not even use the shuttle and the sword of the evil killer, but used the wind control technique to sneak into the dark night and approach slowly.

Along the way, Ye Ling put on a simple moon-white satin long gown over the purple satin cloud brocade clothes. After thinking about it, his purple pupils were too conspicuous.

Among all the cultivators in the Northern Wilderness, even if they have never seen him, they may have heard others talk about the pair of purple eyes of the famous alchemy master Su Chensheng.

Therefore, Ye Ling took out the big-headed doll smiley face mask that Zi Xuan bought for him on Ghost Street from his storage bag and put it on his head.

Although it looks a bit funny, this mask itself has the effect of isolating spiritual consciousness, and with the slight modification made by Zi Xuan, the effect is even better! Not to mention the cultivators of the same level, even the gods of the Temple of the Gods, or the ancestor's soul, can't recognize him.

"There are probably not many lone monks who are training in the Netherworld Cave alone! It is even rarer to go to the treasure cave to grab treasures. Besides, there are many monks stationed in Tianshu, Tianji and Kaiyang Villa who have seen me. I must disguise myself to avoid embarrassment when fighting for treasures. Once I put on the mask, I will ignore everyone!"..

Ye Ling made up his mind. After disguising himself, he even performed the water hiding technique and quietly sneaked into the cave entrance and came to the vicinity of the smaller group of monks.

He looked down and saw that the cave entrance was glowing with a faint light, and the cave passage was wider than other places, but it was foggy inside and the end could not be seen at a glance.

At this moment, a female cultivator in green clothes in the team of cultivators around him seemed to be getting impatient and muttered: "Third Brother! Why hasn't anyone come out yet? We've been waiting for half an hour! Logically, there should be a team returning with a full load!"

The leader of this team of cultivators was a strong man in the ninth level of the Golden Core. He sneered: "Hehe, you need patience to wait for the rabbit to come, let alone kill people for treasure! See? So many people are guarding the underground palace, all staring at us, how can you be impatient? As long as a team comes out, we will kill them!"

Another person in the team also said: "Junior Sister Yang, you'd better pray that the next team coming out is heading in our direction. As long as we kill one person, we will gain a lot!"