Just as Nanlonghou wanted to explain, an old white shirt in the middle of Yuanying suddenly spoke and interrupted the conversation.
"When Master Cang Kun was under siege, he did not die. Instead, he kept only two puppets, concealed the truth and finally escaped."
"The besieging monks have always mistakenly believed that they have killed Master Cang Kun, but they don't know the truth.
Speaking of which, the white robe monk looked at the monks present and continued:
“It wasn’t until my Nanlong Taoist friends and I discovered the place where he finally passed away that we learned about it from the information left behind.”
"This master broke into the Demonic Valley after his disappearance and became the first person to survive from the Demonic Valley."
I heard the news that everyone present was shocked except Wang Lin, including Han Lizhi.
They all judged the authenticity of the news and looked at each other for a while.
"Even if there is something in this matter, this is the same as the Mulan Pracelanga?"
After a moment of contemplation of the dark monk, he asked with a sneer:
"Did Master Cangkun really hide all the treasures he obtained in the Fallen Demon Valley in a secret cave there?"
"Although Bing Daoyou said is not the whole middle, it is also close to the truth."
Marquis Nanlong stroked his long beard and explained calmly:
"According to the clues left by Cang Kun, he stayed in the valley of the magic valley for several years, and he sat down shortly after leaving."
"In my opinion, his death is inescapably related to the Fallen Demon Valley, but he eventually escaped from the Fallen Demon Valley."
"It is impossible to say that I left the Valley of the Fallen Demon with a lot of precious things on me."
Speaking of this, Nanlonghou's eyes moved slightly, looking at everyone, and asked:
"Therefore, do you really want to miss this opportunity to go to Mulan Grassland?"
Everyone was silent and thought carefully.
For a moment no one spoke.
Looking at the scene in front of the eyes, the old white shirt's eyes narrowed, and then stepped forward slowly, saying:
"We have so many Yuan Ying monks traveling together. If we are not willing to bear even the slightest risk, then please, fellow Taoist, leave now."
The old man in the white shirt paused for a moment and continued: "But we will go to other friends to go together."
After listening to the words of Marquis Nanlong and the old man in white shirt, Wang Tiangu, the old woman and other monks looked hesitant.
At this time, Han Li beside Wang Lin couldn't help but ask:
"Han is confused about something. Since you two already know the specific location of the treasure, why did you summon us here?"
"And it is particularly emphasized that people with strong spiritual consciousness need to participate. Is this place difficult to find, or is the opening of the cave related to this?"
Han Li calmly expressed the doubts he had been having in his heart for a long time.
Listening to Han Li's inquiry, Nan Longhou smiled slightly and explained:
"Fellow Daoist Han, there is no need to worry. I originally had this intention and would like to elaborate on this matter."
After saying this, Nanlong Hou and the old man in white looked at each other:
"Last time we quietly sneaked into the Mulan Grassland to explore the cave, even though the place was extremely secretive, we still found it after a lot of trouble based on the information left by Master Cangkun."
"But unfortunately, there is an ancient law array in the periphery of Dongfu, which is extremely wonderful. We can do our best and still cannot break in."
"Because we are in the Mulan Grassland, we dare not stay for a long time, so we have to record the characteristics of this magic circle, return to Tiannan, and specifically consult various magic circle books to study the ancient magic circle."
"Finally, it was discovered that the restriction released by this magic circle was actually the long-lost "Tai Miao Shen Ban".
"It's too wonderful!"
Wang Tiangu's expression changed when he heard this, and he looked quite surprised.
Although others did not hear the name, they couldn't help but hear the "Top Ten Ancient Ban".
Obviously, this is by no means easy to solve.
Actually, for Wang Lin.
The strength of Wang Lin's consciousness alone is enough to easily break through this restriction.
"I heard that Brother Wang was the master of the formation. When I saw it today, it really is famous. Even such a rare ancient prohibition system, Brother Wang can understand his mystery!"
Nan Longhou's face was surprised and exchanged a look with the old white shirt next to him, and then praised his face with a smile.
"Brother Nanlong is ridiculous. I only know the name of this ban, but I know nothing about the method to break it."
Wang Tiangu seemed to have noticed something and quickly responded humbly.
When the old man in white shirt heard this, he gave a rare smile and then explained:
"If you want to break this ban, you must either use brute force to gradually wear it down and force it to be broken; or you need eight monks with powerful spiritual consciousness to use the magical power of spiritual consciousness to change the form."
"However, not only is it difficult to crack it by force, but this ancient prohibition is extremely mysterious. Even if the two of us attack day and night for several months, we may not be able to successfully open it."
"What's more, how can we dare to perform magical powers on the Mulan Grassland? But if we use the strong consciousness of Taoist friends and use the method of consciousness, we can break this big array within one day." < br>
At this point, everyone in the hall understood that this was the reason why Nanlong Hou and the old man in white clothes summoned them.
In the cultivation world, monks in the middle of Yuanying usually have a stronger consciousness ability to assist in relieving specific prohibited systems.
However, in this situation, the two mid-Nascent Soul monks obviously tended to limit the participation of other powerful monks in order to avoid possible power reversal.
After listening to these words.
The monks present, except Wang Lin, all had longing expressions on their faces.
After all, this is a rare treasure obtained in the falling magic valley. If you can get one, it will greatly help you.
Wang Lin looked at everyone's deceived appearance and couldn't help but smile and shake his head.
Although the treasure is good, it must be taken with a life.
These people are the initial monks in Yuanying.
These people are no match for the Nanlong Hous.
After all, the two are monks in the middle of Yuanying, and they can still kill a few people.
Looking at the faces of everyone, Wang Lin didn't show off, but put his hands behind his back and waited quietly.
After half a cup of tea.
After Nan Longhou confirmed that no one exited, his face finally showed a satisfactory smile.
He then made a condition:
"Explain in advance, if we really enter the inside of Dongfu, then the treasures inside are first selected by us."
"The remaining treasures can be divided equally after that. Do you fellow Taoists have any objections to this?"
Wang Tiangu and other monks did not raise any objections to the conditions proposed by Nanlong Hou and his companions.
In view of their cultivation and status as founders, it was reasonable to obtain more treasures, so they both acquiesced to this arrangement.
In order to avoid long nights and many dreams, everyone quickly reached a consensus and decided to make full preparations within two days before the end of the trade fair and set off immediately.
After swearing an oath not to reveal the inner demons of the matter, all participants left one after another.
Han Li stared at Nanlong Hou and frowned slightly, then turned and left.
Halfway.
"Brother Wang, I think the two Nanlonghou are full of confidence, obviously they plan to do!"
Han Li frowned slightly, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes.
Listening to Han Li's words, Wang Lin smiled and nodded:
"The two of them are already in the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation. Coupled with being fully prepared, they are naturally full of confidence."
"Are you worried that they will kill the donkey?"
Wang Lin's words are in Han Li's heart. Han Li nodded: "After all, the two of them are in the middle of Yuanying, even if we have six people, it is not necessarily their opponent."
Listening to Han Li's worried words, Wang Lin chuckled and asked, "If Junior Brother Han is so worried, why do he still participate?"
"Hey!"
Wang Lin sighed lightly, and there was a hint of hidden hidden in his eyes:
"Junior brother is also thinking carefully at this time. Since entering the Nascent Soul stage, due to the lack of suitable elixirs to assist in practice, the progress of "Qingyuan Sword Art" has been extremely slow."
"If you only rely on your own hard work, I am afraid that it will take two or three hundred years to practice until the peak of the early Yuan infant. As for whether it can enter the middle of the Yuan infant, you need to rely on opportunities and manufacture."
"Now encountering such a chance, naturally don't want to give up."
Han Li originally planned to spend more than a hundred years practicing secret techniques in seclusion until he achieved some success after the trade fair concluded.
At that time, he will leave the cave and travel around, looking for ancient ruins and treasures, hoping to find opportunities to break through to a higher realm.
Now facing a good opportunity to get the treasure of the magic valley, Han Li naturally did not want to miss it.
There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!
Perhaps this is his important opportunity.
Speaking of which, Han Li turned to Wang Lin:
"Senior Brother Wang is similar in age to me and has a higher level of cultivation than me. There is actually no need to take this risk."
Wang Lin smiled slightly and glanced at Han Li. He didn't hide anything, and his whole body was filled with aura.
Yuan Ying's middle -term cultivation was fully revealed in front of Han Li.
Feeling the powerful aura exuding from Wang Lin, Han Li's eyes moved slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Brother Wang, you break through !!!"
Han Li pursed his lips, his eyes were incredible.
I thought I broke through the early stages of Yuanying and pulled into the gap with Wang Lin.
But no one could have imagined that Wang Lin's cultivation would grow so fast.
After not seeing each other for decades, his cultivation has already entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
"No wonder senior brother is so confident."
Han Li looked at Wang Lin and laughed: "In this way, you and my brothers, this trip can be described as nothing."
At this time, Han Li no longer had the worries he had before and became much more confident.
In the last day, Wang Lin chose to practice in the attic until the agreed time arrived.
As for Nangong Wan, Wang Lin asked him to wait here.
Why not let him know how to hide the moon? Naturally, he knows that it is not safe there.
Especially in the original book, Nangong Wan was earlier.
If you are outside, you can't shelter Nangong Wan, so it is best to let him not stay there.
Later, Wang Lin and Han Li went to the hill thousands of miles south of Tiantian City to meet Nanlong Hou and the old man in white.
It is worth noting that Nanlonghou deliberately replaced his clothing and appeared in pale yellow Confucianism.
In the next few hours, other participants arrived one after another, including Wang Tiangu and three others from the Ghost Spirit Sect, who appeared together.
With Nanlonghou's order, eight monks quietly left Xuntian City and walked south to Mulan Grassland.
...
Located in Yu Guo City, it is not closely adjacent to the Masaki Grassland.
Although the Nine Nations Alliance borders this grassland, it is separated by a vast loess wilderness that stretches for nearly ten thousand miles.
This area has sparse vegetation and is filled with wind and sand all year round.
Therefore, it has become the main place of fighting and contests between the Nineteen and Faiths.
Over the years, tens of thousands of cultivators have been killed on this land.
Even in normal times, it is extremely dangerous.
Many monks and legal princes of both sides wandered here, some risked to break the bottlenecks of cultivation in order to break through the bottlenecks of cultivation.
No matter what the reason is, the immortal cultivators who dare to set foot here are confident in their own cultivation, which is far superior to ordinary cultivators of the same level.
Most of them are the foundation for the foundation, and occasionally there are battles between Dan Dan.
When a pill-forming immortal cultivator appears, low-level cultivators usually avoid them quickly to avoid unnecessary trouble.
The masters of the Yuanying level will not frequently appear on such small -scale conflicts.
Therefore, when Nanlonghou led Han Li and others to enter the area, others did not pay much attention to this, as if this wasteland did not exist.
For a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, it only takes half a day to travel a distance of thousands of miles.
So they are not in a hurry to hurry, but move forward at normal speed.
The old man in Nanlonghou and the white shirts were responsible for receiving the road. Wang Tiangu and other three followed the rear, while Han Li and several other companions were distributed in the middle.
On the way, they met some low-level monks, but they did not disturb these people, but flew quietly over their heads.
After about half an hour, just when they were flying in the wilderness.
The old man in white shirt who was leading the way suddenly stopped, which made Nanlong Hou confused and asked what happened.
Wang Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile appeared on his lips.
I did not expect to have joining myself, or like the original plot, I met a legal priest.
However, Wang Lin is a little interested in the practice of these French cultivation and magic weapons.
If there is a chance, Wang Lin will naturally not miss the opportunity and kill a few legal princes.
"There seems to be strong winds blowing ahead, and the situation is somewhat abnormal."
The old man named Yun narrowed his eyes and said dignifiedly.
"Great wind? Isn't it common here?"
Marquis Nanlong was slightly confused, but then he released his spiritual consciousness and moved forward to explore. He knew that the old man in white shirt would not take aim without aim.
Han Li and the old woman behind him also heard the conversation between Nanlong Hou and the two. After looking at each other, they all took action.
Although they have not really entered the Mulan grassland, they are always cautious.
They are all people with strong consciousness. Instead of listening to the description of others, it is better to detect at ease.
When Han Li and others released the consciousness to the front, there was a trace of surprise and doubt on his face.
"There's not just something wrong with this wind, there's definitely something wrong with it. It's definitely not a naturally occurring strong wind!"
After the old woman recovered her consciousness, she said gloomyly.
Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly.
I saw a powerful yellow wind swept away, and the height reached more than a hundred feet. (End of this chapter)