"What kind of way can we avoid the peeping of the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage?" Zhang Heng leaned against the cave, his face was quite surprised, and he was even more impressed by Wu Ling.

Wu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a moment, and then asked, "How much do you know about the Blood Killing God Emperor?"

"Blood Killing God Emperor?" Zhang Heng didn't expect Wu Ling to ask such an seemingly irrelevant question, but he replied: "I don't know much about him. I only know that he is a great master of magical powers a hundred thousand years ago. He has a strong cultivation level and is invincible in the world. He almost wants to destroy the cultivation civilization of the entire Dongyun Continent. For some reason, he actually left nine caves in this Three Star Domain, which attracted the covetousness of countless monks."

After hearing this, Wu Ling did not deny Zhang Heng's words, and said in a slightly low tone: "What you know is only part of his life's deeds..."

"In the 100,000-year history of cultivation, how many truths have been lost in the torrent of billions of millions of times? I also found some little things about the life story of the Blood Killing God Emperor from many broken ancient books, and also made many analysis of the character of the Blood Killing God Emperor from some clues. The Blood Killing God Emperor is not only a powerful and powerful master, but also a far-sighted wise man!"

"In my opinion, the life of the Blood Killing God Emperor was absolutely brilliant, and his luck was also excellent. When he was young, he inherited the skills of a mysterious cave left in ancient times... In the following thousands of years, he smiled proudly in the sky, looked down on the world, and swept across the country. It was almost difficult to find any opponent in the world. Moreover, he often predicted the development direction of things first, and he had resolved several great disasters in the world of immortal cultivation..."

Wu Ling also had a look of yearning and respect on his face, and he wished he could be born in the era of the Blood Killing God Emperor.

Zhang Heng was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the blood-killing God Emperor who had killed people in his mind before could get such an evaluation from Wu Ling.

However, the "truth" may not be true after a hundred thousand years of history.

"You said, a great master with far-sighted vision like the Blood Kill God Emperor will leave nine caves in the Three Star Domain for no reason? I'm sure there is some mystery in it, or there is still some ulterior secrets in it."

Zhang Heng was speechless, but he still agreed with Wu Ling's words. He didn't believe that the guy, the Blood Killing God Emperor, would get crazy and leave nine caves in the Three Star Domain for no reason.

"This cave in Fang Yunshan was left by the Blood Killing God Emperor, which is beyond doubt. However, judging from Fang Yunshan's four gains entering the cave, he did not get what the Blood Killing God Emperor really left behind.

Every time they enter the Blood Kill Cave, there are some low-level Qi Refining Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation. Think about it, will these low-level cultivators have the ability to protect themselves after they obtain the treasures in the cave?"

Zhang Heng nodded and said, "There are those high-level monks staring at the entrance of the cave. Even if they get the treasure, they can only hand over it obediently."

Wu Ling smiled faintly and said, "Yes, if this happens, what's the point of a cave built by the Blood Killing God Emperor to spend his hard work? Why can only cultivators below the Foundation Establishment Stage enter?"

"The only one who truly obtained the Blood Killing God Emperor's robe was the destined person who had gone through various tests and was recognized by the Blood Killing God Emperor. Do you think the Blood Killing God Emperor did not consider these low-level monks who obtained the treasure at the beginning?"

The more Zhang Heng heard it, the more reasonable it made, and said happily: "After saying this, the Blood Killing God Emperor can already predict the result today? But what way should he use to protect these low-level monks who have obtained the treasure?"

Wu Ling's smile became brighter and he said to Zhang Heng: "I'll tell you another message. Every time the monks who enter the cave will be randomly teleported to a certain location in the cave, and will be teleported out a month later."

"Telection?" Zhang Heng's eyes lit up, "So, if you get the real treasure left by the Blood Killing God Emperor, you can send it to a safe place through some means."

Wu Ling nodded and said, "Since the Blood Killing God Emperor has mastered this ability to teleport monks at will, it is very likely that he will protect the destined person who has obtained the treasure in this way."

Zhang Heng looked happy, but he didn't expect that something he was worried about was solved by Wu Ling. At the same time, he admired Wu Ling's superb wisdom. Compared with the other party, he was indeed far behind him.

Fortunately, Zhang Heng felt that Wu Ling really didn't mean anything to him, and he didn't know what unknown relationship he had with him.

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Heng suddenly said: "Your speculation makes sense, but speculation is speculation after all, and it may not be very close to the truth of the facts. In just a few hundred years, the secret of Fang Yunshan's possession of the cave was leaked. And the 100,000-year history of cultivation, how many unpredictable factors will occur? What kind of person is the Blood Killing God Emperor? These are all your speculations. If, if your speculation is wrong, then we are in trouble."

"So, I have a second safe and worry-free way." Wu Ling's face was filled with a few strange smiles.

Only then did Zhang Heng remember that Wu Ling stretched out two fingers just now.

"Do you have any trump cards?" Zhang Heng asked curiously.

Wu Ling smiled and said, "I can't tell you this secret for the time being. If my speculation is incorrect, this trump card will let you know."

Zhang Heng looked at him depressedly, but there was no way. This boy was indeed extremely mysterious and had many tricks. He could only be friends, not enemies.

"In addition, I have one more thing to warn you." Wu Ling said with a solemn look on his face.

Zhang Heng hurriedly calmed down and said, "What's the matter? Please tell me."

Wu Ling said: "There are indeed several extremely powerful poisons or poisonous insects in this Poison Demon Sect. These things are extremely difficult to deal with. Tang Fangzhou was hit by this move, which caused the soul to be poisoned and exhausted, and in the end he could only end up with hatred."

"I wonder if my junior brother has any way to deal with these things." Zhang Heng asked calmly.

There was a smile on Wu Ling's lips and said, "There are only two words, be cautious."

Zhang Heng was a little disappointed. He thought Wu Ling would come up with some antidotes, but he had to admit that what Wu Ling said was very reasonable.

However, Zhang Heng believed that in terms of defending against poisons, it happened to be his strength. Zhang Heng, who practiced perverted skills, already has a super strong physique that is invincible to all poisons. The last time he got Luo Ningxue's move was because the other party did not use conventional poisons and fragrances, but a kind of natural magical power, but even so, it was difficult to pose a fatal threat to Zhang Heng.

"I have some antidotes and medicine powders that can control the poisonous substances of the Poison Demon Sect." Wu Ling actually took out a porcelain bottle and a pack of blue medicine powder from the storage bag.

Zhang Heng curled his lips and took these two things with a little depressed depression. He felt that Wu Ling liked to behave like Ouyang Zu.

"Prudence is the most important thing, and these antidotes may not work." Wu Ling did not forget to instruct.

Zhang Heng was slightly stunned, and then he understood Wu Ling's intention. The other party also told himself not to rely too much on these external objects, and being cautious is the first priority.

After putting all these things into the storage bag, Zhang Heng said: "This place is a bit far from Duanjia Mountain, so I'd better go back early to avoid arousing Ouyang Tiande's suspicion."

Wu Ling smiled and said, "Don't worry, Ouyang Tiande probably doesn't have time to care about you at this moment."

Zhang Heng asked strangely: "Why?"

"If you want to blame this, you can only blame Ouyang Tiande for practicing the Purple Vision Magic Art..." Wu Ling's smile was still a bit cold.

Seeing Wu Ling's expression, Zhang Heng felt that Ouyang Tiande might have encountered some big trouble.

And who else could pose a threat to Ouyang Tiande?

This answer is naturally obvious...
Chapter completed!