The fifth thousand nine hundred and thirty-seventh chapters are now in mysterious wasteland
Mahayana monks are already considered to be the top beings in the Three Realms. There is no other realm of cultivation that can be higher than Mahayana in the Three Realms.
As for monks who can advance to the realm of Mahayana, their experience and knowledge are naturally at the top of the three realms.
Although the mastiff vine interface monks are not rare in going to other interfaces, these top powers, whoever advance to Mahayana, will find ways to go to other interfaces to make a living.
It can be said that anyone who is a Mahayana person has extremely rich knowledge.
Everyone suddenly lost all fear in their hearts and stopped one after another. Naturally, they saw something that shocked everyone and was extremely outrageous.
Just below the huge bird's head, which is like a mountain peak, there is a huge valley, which is mostly covered by the giant bird's head.
As everyone glanced with their consciousness, they all saw a group of light shining with colorful fluorescence.
Although the light group flashed with five colors, everyone was convinced that if they looked at it, they would be almost invisible. This was because everyone felt that the fluorescence was very illusory.
"What? Did you see Xuanhuangtu?"
Just when Master Fengji showed an excited look on his face and slowly narrated the key points, Qin Fengming let out an exclamation. As he shouted, his expression suddenly became excited.
As the exclamation rang out from his mouth, Master Fengji and Fairy Yingyi immediately turned to look at Qin Fengming, their eyes full of shock.
"Xuanhuang soil? Fellow Daoist Qin, how do you conclude that what Senior Fengji and everyone saw is Xuanhuang soil? Fellow Taoist said before that the vicious bird was Yin Yu. Could it be that Fellow Daoist has really seen that vicious bird before?"
The expressions of the two of them changed drastically. Fairy Yingyi's eyes flashed and she suddenly spoke.
The female cultivator’s question was actually what Master Fengji was thinking at the moment.
Qin Fengming's ability to predict the unknown really puzzled him. It was really puzzling that a monk from the spiritual world could predict events that happened hundreds of thousands of years ago in advance.
Master Fengji didn't really believe that what happened that year would be discovered by this young monk who had just come to the Mastiff Vine interface.
You must know that all the monks who experienced that situation were all Mahayana people. Of course everyone knew the importance of what they experienced, so how could they tell others about it casually. Even if there is a classic record, it is definitely only the Mastiff Vine interface.
Only the most top monks are qualified to refer to it.
Qin Fengming was not a Mahayana monk, nor was he a member of the Mastiff and Vine realm, nor was he a disciple of Youfu Palace. Master Fengji was very convinced of this. It was precisely because of his conviction that he became even more shocked.
After hearing Fairy Yingyi's words, the excitement in Qin Fengming's heart stopped.
Indeed, his words were a little too gratuitous. Just relying on a few words from Master Fengji, he directly called the name of Xuanhuangtu, which is really unreasonable.
No matter how Qin Fengming explains it, it will be difficult for him to justify it. Unless he explains all the causes and consequences of this matter.
"Fellow Daoist Fengji, could it be that the thing wrapped in fluorescent light that everyone saw is the mysterious wasteland?"
Qin Fengming did not answer the female cultivator's question, but asked again with a solemn expression. The mysterious wasteland was extremely important to him. If he could find it, it might be able to bring him unimaginable benefits.
"That's right, the reason everyone and I stopped one after another at that time was because what we saw was the Xuanhuangtu."
Master Fengji did not ask Qin Fengming to answer the doubts in his heart, but very decisively confirmed what Qin Fengming asked. As he spoke, the greed in his eyes suddenly appeared.
The mysterious wasteland is extremely attractive to any monk who knows its origin.
Even though Master Fengji had experienced it personally, when he thought about what he saw at that time, he still couldn't calm down. After hearing these words, Fairy Qin Fengming and Fairy Yingyi also looked shocked, and the light in their eyes flickered.
Qin Fengming was already certain in his heart, but receiving the confirmation from Master Fengji himself still shocked Qin Fengming.
By this time, Qin Fengming had completely confirmed that the Yiyu he saw in the Nightmare Moon Realm was the same one that Master Fengji had seen.
In an instant, Qin Fengming's mind suddenly cleared up, and he suddenly remembered the details of Yi Yu and Zhu Ni that he had seen back then.
Those two ferocious beasts were both ancient ferocious beasts that emerged from the realm of mastiff and vine, and were not the ferocious beasts from the upper realm that he had imagined descending from the Miluo Realm.
And the reason why the two ferocious beasts fought so violently must have something to do with the mysterious wasteland.
It was the fierce battle between the two ferocious beasts that caused the Xuanhuang soil to fall, and some of it was lost in the Nightmare Moon Realm.
Although this guess is not extremely accurate, the possibility is very high. The mysterious wasteland is not only useful to monks, but also monsters and birds will know that it is a good thing.
Neither Qin Fengming nor Fairy Yingyi spoke, waiting for Master Fengji to continue speaking.
After a slight pause, Feng Ji continued to talk about what happened next.
Although the plot he spoke was not emotional, and his words were fragmented and not very detailed, Qin Fengming and Fairy Yingyi could still imagine the situation at that time.
Facing the Xuanhuangtu that they suddenly saw, the fourteen Mastiff Vine Interface Mahayana, naturally no one was willing to just retreat. The Xuanhuangtu, a god-defying divine object that can be encountered but not sought, even if you get a little, it is enough to give in.
The Mahayana monks were filled with joy and joy.
When the fourteen Mahayana people face the mysterious wasteland, everyone will erase the fear in their hearts.
After some discussion, the fourteen Mahayana men sent out ten people to lead Yi Yu away, and the remaining four people collected the Xuanhuang soil.
In Qin Fengming's view, such an idea and arrangement is very reasonable. Under that situation, even if everyone does not trigger the curse, no one will break the rules.
Only by working together can we get that mysterious wasteland.
Everyone thought very well, but the result did not go as everyone wanted.
The ten people taking action would naturally wake up the sleeping vicious bird. However, the follow-up did not let everyone do as they wished. As the ten people attacked the sleeping vicious bird, the vicious bird suddenly opened its eyes.
Before anyone could attack the monster bird, a high-pitched cry could be heard.
As soon as the sound started to sound, the fog that covered the sky and the sun suddenly emerged, and an icy energy with extremely soul-corrosive power spread out like a bursting river and swept across a radius of dozens of miles.
The mist that was like a volcanic eruption seemed to appear out of thin air, and in an instant, the fourteen Mastiff Vine Interface Mahāyāna was involved. The huge body of the fierce bird rose into the sky in the mist, like a supreme existence that despised the world, and swept everyone away.
Mahayana is shrouded in it.
The fourteen Mahayana figures in the Mastiff Vine interface are as insignificant as ants in front of the huge reputation.
But the six Mastiff Vine Mahayana, faced with the sudden violent aura, manifested their true bodies without any control.
But even with their original existence, facing the huge reputation that surged in aura, the six Mahayana men lost their original powerful momentum. Apart from stabilizing their bodies with strength, they could not generate much desire to fight.
I originally wanted to lure away the ferocious bird, but I didn't expect that as soon as Hajime came into contact, the ferocious bird would immediately suck everyone into the terrifying mist.
How brutal that battle was, Master Fengji did not elaborate on it.
However, from Master Fengji's few words, Qin Fengming could imagine a tragic picture. Although the fourteen monks who participated in the battle did not die on the spot, they all suffered injuries.
