"This is the entrance to Yin Yang Cave, let's go there."
The old man surnamed Fu waved to a few people and then landed next to the gully.
"Hoo ho ho!"
The dark wind howled by, but the monks present were all Nascent Soul monks, their expressions were as usual, and they looked down calmly.
The huge ravine was as deep as an abyss, and the dark wind formed strange and dark vortexes in the deep ravine. From time to time, there were sounds of crying like ghosts and wolves.
Yan Yun put his hands behind his back and glanced at the shopping wall on both sides of his eyes. He saw that it was crystal clear and a thick layer of ice crystals had condensed from the biting ice crystals.
Looking at the people behind him, the monk surnamed Fu reminded: "What we saw was not the frightening wind, just the ordinary wind. But once it goes hundreds of feet below, it is the most dangerous frightening wind!"
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"Even if you are a Nascent Soul cultivator, you won't be able to sustain it for too long in that frightening wind. But I brought the Purple Nether Bead. The threat of the dark wind here is greatly reduced to us. You just need to be careful."
While speaking, the old man named Fu raised his right hand.
In the blink of an eye, a purple ball the size of a fist appeared in his hand.
The moment the orb appeared, purple mist continued to surge above it, instantly covering everyone around it.
In an instant, the dark wind that had been roaring just now seemed to have stopped suddenly and could no longer affect everyone.
"It is indeed the treasure of the Demon Sect!"
Yan Yun's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but mutter silently in his heart, but he was thinking about whether he could take the opportunity to rob him.
At this moment, the old man named Fu suddenly raised the orb in his hand and uttered an obscure spell.
Suddenly a dazzling light flashed, and a faint halo of light emitted from the beads.
In an instant, a thirty-foot radius was completely enveloped, and the cold wind seemed to have disappeared in an instant.
Feeling the changes all over his body, the man surnamed Yuan put away the jade Ruyi in his hand. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but admire: "This Ziyou Pearl is truly worthy of its reputation, and its power is so powerful."
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Listening to the praise of the monk surnamed Yuan, a trace of pride flashed in the old man's eyes. He held the Purple Nether Pearl in one hand and offered a ball of purple light mist in the other hand. He said indifferently: "This bead is not worth mentioning. No matter how powerful it is, it has to go on." Only then did I know.”
As he spoke, a flash of green light flashed around him and quickly escaped downwards.
Yan Yun stepped on the void, put his hands behind his back, and followed slowly.
Compared to Yan Yun's calmness, the other monks were very cautious.
The monk surnamed Yuan released a green jade token, while Bai Yaoyi released an ice crystal flying knife, floating around her body.
The beautiful woman in black has a pitch-black shield that sticks close to her body.
The three of them looked at the unprepared Yan Yun, with a flash of surprise in their eyes. After all, this place was dangerous, and they could die if they were not careful.
And Yan Yun was so casual, as if he was just playing here.
Yan Yun did not explain, but followed the old man surnamed Fu. He made some space and was swallowed by the dark vortex at the entrance.
After a short while, calm returned to the vicinity of the giant ditch.
At the same time that Yan Yun and others entered the Yin Yang Cave, there were seven or eight monks floating in the air above an unknown small lake in southern Xinjiang, listening to what a monk in black said.
These monks were both moral and secular, and they were surprisingly some of the Ye family monks who gathered in the palace a few months ago.
A black-clothed monk who only had the cultivation of Dan Dan stood in front of these elders of the Nascent Soul Stage and said with a respectful expression:
"Four hundred years ago, our Ye family found a broken stele from ancient ruins. We knew the whereabouts of Kunwu Mountain, and even knew that there were two heaven-reaching spiritual treasures in it. If our Ye family could get these two pieces The Tongtian Lingbao can definitely double the strength, enough to frighten both good and evil sects.”
Speaking of this, the monk in black paused for a moment:
The monk in black paused for a moment after saying this, and then continued: "The ancient restrictions were extremely complicated, and it took hundreds of years to unlock them. Now we must be careful not to make wedding clothes for others. Before breaking the formation, we must be careful." The moment covered this place ”
"Kunwu Mountain? So the purpose of our trip is actually this mountain?"
"It's incredible! I always thought it was some ancient monk's cave!"
"Tsk, tsk, only celestial mountains like Kunwu Mountain can have spiritual treasures that reach the sky."
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As soon as he said these words, a monk named Yuanyingqi was shining brightly and whispering, looking particularly excited.
For these Nascent Soul cultivators, they naturally know how precious the Tongtian Spiritual Treasure is.
This is a great weapon that can change the world.
As long as you have one, it is enough for the Ye family to be invincible.
Thousands of miles away, at the bottom of Yin Yang Cave, Yan Yun and his party encountered some minor troubles.
With Yan Yun's spiritual thoughts, a red-gold Binghuoyang thunder flashed through, crushing a single-horned ghost that was attacking into powder.
At the same time, Yan Yun waved his sleeves, and a Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword flew out, turning into a phantom, splitting the two ghosts above his head in half, turning into dots of black mist, and disappearing in mid-air.
After casually killing a few ghosts, Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the old man named Fu.
At this time, the four people also used magic weapons to kill the ghosts, gathered together, and carefully looked at the ghosts in the distance.
These ghosts are all small in size and petite in stature, but all of them show their teeth and claws and are not afraid of death.
It's a pity that it's not easy to sacrifice the Soul Crying Beast in front of so many people.
Otherwise, no matter how many fierce ghosts there are, they will only serve as snacks for the soul-crying beast.
The big man surnamed Yuan looked at the ghost in the distance with worry on his face, and couldn't help but said: "Brother Fu, we have been walking for several days and we have not found any trace of the Yin Zhima."
"Although the ghosts are all in the foundation building stage, there are so many of them that there is no solution."
Compared to the anxious monk surnamed Yuan, the old man surnamed Fu was much calmer. He waved his hand and said calmly: "Brother Yuan, don't be anxious. The underground cave is so big and Yin Zhima is good at hiding. How can it be so easy to find. ”
Bai Yaoyi looked at the bottomless dark wind and sighed softly: "With my cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, I can only stay here for two months at most. If I don't find it, I can only leave."
Compared to others, Yan Yun can live here for a long time without even using magic weapons. He just relies on his strong body.
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully looked at the scenery in front of him.
Yan Yun is now in a huge passage, which is about ten feet high. The earth walls on both sides are glittering and covered with black ice.
The black wind, which was much thicker than the one at the entrance, kept swirling around them, emitting bursts of frightening screams, which made people feel frightened and confused.
But as soon as these evil winds entered the halo emitted by the old man's orb, most of them were automatically resolved.
As for those little ghosts, they kept emerging from the surrounding black wind, swooping at several people like moths throwing fire.
When the cold light flashed, a little ghost was turned into an ice sculpture by Bai Yaoyi's flying knife. After it broke and shattered, the surrounding ghosts were finally swept away.
Several people immediately took the magic weapon back to them and continued to float forward along the passage.
There are gusts of wind in this Yin-Yang Cave, and the spiritual consciousness cannot be released too far, and no one dares to ride the light escape.
Otherwise, it only takes a few days to explore all the passages. After just a while, the black wind ahead suddenly became fiercer, and a three-way intersection suddenly appeared in the wind, and three passages, one large, two small, appeared in front of the five people.
Looking at the three passages in front of them, everyone froze on the spot.
Yan Yun put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "We can't continue like this. If there are a few more branches, it may not be possible to find all the caves. We must act separately."
Upon hearing this, the monk surnamed Yuan was shocked and quickly refused:
"Separate?"
"We only have one Purple Nether Bead. Without the protection of this bead, the mana to resist the terrifying wind will be doubled immediately, and the time we will spend in the cave will be even shorter."
Hearing this, the old man surnamed Fu raised his eyebrows and suddenly said: "If it is the Ziyou Pearl, I can use some blood essence to temporarily bless the divine light of this pearl for a few Taoist friends."
"But time cannot last forever. As long as the size of the terrifying wind remains unchanged, it can last for about seven or eight days at a time."
Yan Yun nodded slightly and said softly: "Seven or eight days should be enough for us to investigate."
Bai Yaoyi frowned slightly, with a worried look on her face: "But what if we encounter a high-level ghost that we can't deal with?"
The monk surnamed Yuan obviously had a bad temper. He snorted coldly: "If we can't even deal with us monks in the middle stage of Yuanying, then at least he is a ghost king. This is not the underworld. Where did the ghost king come from?"
After hearing this, everyone nodded, feeling that what the monk named Yuan said made sense.
The monk surnamed Fu glanced at everyone and said: "Everyone, please be careful not to leave me for three days, otherwise it will be too late to find me to bless you with the divine light."
As he spoke, he opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the Ziyou Pearl.
This bead shines brightly!
The old man surnamed Fu kept pinching the magic formula, and then pointed at Zi Youzhu.
"Buzz!"
In an instant, the Ziyou Pearl shone brightly.
Several streams of light quickly penetrated several people, and dots of purple light wrapped around them.
Then several people divided into three groups and chose three passages respectively.
Among them, the old man surnamed Fu and his junior sister were in a group, the man surnamed Yuan chose the passage on the left, and Yan Yun naturally chose the third passage.
Only Bai Yaoyi was left standing there. After hesitating for a moment, she finally chose Yan Yun.
"You still choose to follow me?"
Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, slowed down his escape speed, and waited quietly for Bai Yaoyi.
Seeing Yan Yun who was specially waiting for her, Bai Yaoyi's eyes flashed with surprise, and then she raised her hand: "Brother Yan, do you think this Yin Yang Cave is a bit unworthy of its name?"
"As far as I know, once a monk enters it, there will be a separation between Yin and Yang, which is extremely dangerous. However, except for some Yin winds after we entered, we didn't encounter any big trouble."
Yan Yun nodded slightly and said calmly: "In my opinion, this place does not belong to the depths of Yin-Yang Cave yet. As we go deeper, it should be more dangerous."
After listening to Yan Yun's words, Bai Yaoyi was slightly startled, then nodded: "Brother Yan is right, look ahead."
As Bai Yaoyi finished speaking, she suddenly pointed forward.
I saw several streaks of light flashing in the dark wind ahead, and I saw seven or eight ghosts rushing towards the two of them.
But before they got close, a red-gold Binghuoyang thunder flashed past, and the Yin ghost that had just been attacked died tragically in an instant.
The next two people searched like this for half a day.
Just like this, they passed through a cave, and suddenly a dark wind blew out, followed by bursts of shrill wails.
"What is this?"
Bai Yaoyi was stunned.
Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and smiled faintly: "It seems to be the sound of corpse refining. It seems that he must have encountered a high-level ghost."
"Refining corpses? What a coincidence!"
The woman in palace attire raised her eyebrows, a little surprised.
Yan Yun nodded, turned into a blue-purple shadow, and fled forward.
After passing a corner, what appeared in front of you was a cave several feet high, in which the black wind was howling and the dark wind was gusting.
And the sound of ghost howling faintly came from the cave.
"Hey! What is this?"
Bai Yaoyi caught a glimpse of something stuck next to the entrance of the cave, but its entire body had been frozen in ice and was shining brightly.
Bai Yaoyi raised her hand, and several fists of fireballs shot out and hit the object.
After a sudden bang, the red flame melted the ice instantly, revealing the true face of the object.
It turned out to be a blue flying sword. The entire sword body was not embedded in the wall, and only a small part was exposed.
But at the moment when the ice melted, the flying sword that was originally like a dead thing suddenly flashed with faint spiritual light, and suddenly made a clear sound, and then the hilt began to tremble non-stop, like a spiritual snake trying to break free from the ice wall. out.
A look of surprise appeared on Bai Yaoyi's face. She flicked her sleeves, and a red rope shot out from her sleeves. The red light flashed and wrapped around the hilt of the sword.
With a slight shake, the flying sword was immediately pulled out of the ice wall and swept into Yu's hands.
Bai Yaoyi's bright eyes flowed, and she slashed in the air with her sword in one hand. A sword light several feet long appeared and struck the ice wall fiercely, leaving deep sword marks.
Bai Yaoyi looked at the sword in her hand carefully, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes: "After so many years, the sword's spiritual energy has not been lost. It seems to be owned by a mid-to-late-stage Danjie monk, but how could a Danjie monk get here?"< br>
Yan Yun glanced at the long sword and said calmly: "The method of forging this sword is quite ancient. It should be made by ancient monks tens of thousands of years ago."
Bai Yaoyi nodded and murmured in a low voice: "It seems that tens of thousands of years ago, the Yin-Yang Cave was far less dangerous than it is today."
Yan Yun smiled slightly and walked towards the cave without saying much.
The cave was extremely dark, with only the sound of wind and faint screams coming from the depths heard. The ghosts inside seemed to have discovered the arrival of the two, and became more violent.
Yan Yun flicked his wrist, and the red-gold divine thunder continued to pour out of his body. The red-gold light illuminated the pitch-black potholes clearly at this moment.
After walking only fifty or sixty feet along the cave passage, a sudden light appeared. There was an entrance not far ahead, with a faint light green light coming out.
Yan Yun, who knew what was inside, flicked his wrist, and nine purple thunder spirit wood swords floated beside him.
Red-gold divine thunder wrapped around the spiritual sword.
Bai Yaoyi also held out her jade umbrella in front of her and walked forward slowly.
When Bai Yaoyi saw the scene in the cave clearly, her face turned pale. (End of chapter)