Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

"this?"

Song Yunxi turned his head and looked at Chen Mo, who was also confused. The two of them were speechless for a moment.

"No wonder, no wonder, with such a small hole, even if most people find it, they will just regard it as an ordinary hole blown by the mountain wind and eroded by running water. No one will even think about going in to find out."

Seven years.

Chen Mo has known Yi Tingsheng for seven years.

Unexpectedly, the mysterious cave the other party mentioned turned out to look like this.

Not only is the hole small and pitiful, but what is even more surprising is that as long as someone enters, this dog hole the size of a head will disappear on its own. Let alone the two of them, even if the Foundation Establishment Elder comes, I am afraid he will not be able to find any clues. .

"Brother Chen, how do you know this guy?" Song Yunxi looked at him with a strange expression.

"What's wrong?"

"No...nothing..." He shook his head and sighed, "This person is really capable of bending and stretching."

Chen Mo nodded in agreement, and then said to himself: "This bone-shrinking technique seems to shrink the head..."

He always felt that something was not normal about Yi Tingsheng.

Now that I have a look, I may have found the source.

The two waited for a stick of incense, but the man was nowhere to be seen.

In front of them, the mountain rock was smooth. If they hadn't been sure that there was such a person, they might have thought they were hallucinating at this moment.

Nearly an hour passed, but Yi Tingsheng still didn't show up.

"We won't be waiting here forever, right?" Song Yunxi was a little impatient.

Chen Mo, who is used to hard training, doesn't care: "Let's wait and see. By the way, Brother Song, do you know how to shrink your bones?"

The kung fu displayed by Yi Tingsheng is not as simple as it seems.

A huge piece of flesh just got in. This way of changing the body structure was something Chen Mo had never heard of.

Song Yunxi also shook his head and said: "I have never heard of it. The Qingyang Sect regards the sword as the most important thing. I have never seen this kind of... well... how should I put it? It seems to be a bit like magic."

"The devil's path?"

"Hey, just call it that, that's what people in Wu Chi country like to say."

Chen Mo knew that there was a vast world outside Qingyang Sect, and the entire world of cultivating immortals was not as peaceful and peaceful as what he saw now.

Nowadays, these disciples can steadily improve their practice, all relying on the foundation laid by the Qingyang Sect's amazing talents thousands of years ago. In addition, if it were not for the eight golden elixir ancestors, how could they have maintained it? Such a large spiritual vein?

Seeing that Song Yunxi didn't even know about this magical skill, it seemed that he could only wait until Yi Tingsheng came out and ask him face to face.

Time passed little by little, Song Yunxi cut out a stone bench, and started to drink by himself out of boredom.

Chen Mo, on the other hand, guarded the entrance of the cave and meditated.

This wait is just a day.

The dark night at Ziyun Peak is cool and a bit chilling.

Song Yunxi, who was dressed in white, drank countless drinks. During this period, Chen Mo also contributed some daily food, and the two of them drank and drank together.

Gradually, a rustling sound was heard not far away.

As the master of the ninth level of Qi Refining, Song Yunxi was naturally the first to discover it!

He frowned, and a cold light flashed from nowhere, piercing directly towards the bright light in the darkness.

Suddenly, waves of low roars came.

Close!

The familiar and terrifying smell is closer!

Under the flickering light of the fire, Chen Mo finally saw clearly the appearance of the incoming object—ugly, deformed, and revealing bursts of murderous intent!

"Evil!"

He didn't expect that he would encounter an evil spirit that only appeared at night here.

However, this group of evil spirits seemed to be somewhat different from the evil spirits he had seen and come into contact with before.

Their breath is more powerful and their strength is more terrifying!

Just in the circle surrounding them, each one seems to have the strength of the eighth or ninth level of Qi refining!

"Walk!"

Song Yunxi did not dare to hesitate.

If there were only one or two, he would still have the confidence to chop off their heads, but now there are dozens or twenty of them, and there are many evil spirits among them who are not weaker than himself!

I have lived in Ziyun Peak for so many years.

Song Yunxi never knew what evil spirits were.

They look neither like monsters nor spirits, they just look like a bunch of ugly, disgusting weird things.

I originally thought that the defensive formations set up in the residence of the Lingzhifus were just overkill, and those weak evil spirits were not worth mentioning at all.

But today, Song Yunxi realized that he was wrong!

What was wrong was still extremely outrageous.

The evil spirit is far more powerful than he imagined!

Song Yunxi and Chen Mo each launched their flying swords, intending to fly away with their swords.

They are fast, but Xie Sui is faster!

In the blink of an eye, three or four of them rushed over.

The sharp nails cut through the air like claws, and the two rows of sharp teeth pressed against the thick flesh lips, while a large amount of unknown mucus flew everywhere.

In a hurry, Song Yunxi's heart trembled.

At this moment, the experience of practicing for so many years tells him that he can walk away from these evil spirits! But Chen Mo definitely can’t leave!

"This sword is called Hanguang!"

In the dark night, the moonlight shone on the hilt of the sword, sending out waves of chill.

Song Yunxi stood in the air, fighting three terrifying evil spirits alone.

As the master of the first workshop and a person with the strength of the ninth level of Qi Refining, he is extremely powerful; however, what he is facing now is not just one person, but a group of them!

The cold light broke through the body and killed one of the evil spirits in the blink of an eye.

But in just such an instant, another evil claw had already cut through his white gown, drawing out a bright red line of blood!

"careful!"

"Go quickly!"

Song Yunxi stared angrily.

In the flash of lightning, there was no time to think.

If they don't leave, both of them will have to answer here!

The two of them never expected that they would end up in this place!

"Brother Song, there is still a flying sword!"

Chen Mo gritted his teeth. In front of him, Song Yunxi fought four or five evil spirits alone. Although he fought and retreated, the large army behind him gradually caught up.

When time was tight, he couldn't care about anything else. His subconscious told him that if he escaped like this, the big brother who had taken care of him for eight years would probably die!

"Get out of here!" Song Yunxi yelled. He knew that if Chen Mo didn't leave, he wouldn't be able to leave!

"Sword! I want a flying sword!" Chen Mo also roared!

"伱!"

The next moment, an unsheathed long sword was thrown towards Chen Mo.

"One more!"

"Give!"

Song Yunxi had no time to think.

When he threw a long sword again, a bag was thrown over. With a casual stroke, three or four crystal clear fruits fell into the air.

"Eat it!"

"This is?"

Song Yunxi frowned slightly, raised his flying sword lightly, and three fruits suddenly appeared in front of him.

He swallowed it in one gulp, and that familiar and strong feeling came over again!

On the other side, Chen Mo bit his finger and dripped blood on the two flying swords. Then he took out the last golden fruit from his arms and bit it down!