"How did you and Nie Xingyang get together with the Ten Thousand Beast Sect?" Chu Yang asked.

"The Ten Thousand Beast Sect often searches for monsters in the isolated peaks of ancient mountains, so it has a lot of research on the art of Kanyu. Previously, the sect discovered a tomb in the mountains that was suspected of containing seven-level dead slaves. However,

But you can’t enter it.”

"A few days ago, Nie Xingyang and I were on a mission to collect death energy in the barbaric land. We met Jin Buhuan by chance. Jin Buhuan said that he had a way to open the tomb, so the two of us came here to have a look." Li Qianqian replied.

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Chu Yang nodded slightly.

If Li Qianqian dared to come here, he obviously had a way to deal with Jin Buhuan, and Chu Yang wouldn't ask any more questions.

After he and Li Qianqian came out, Chu Yang made a simple forbidden spirit formation to see if anyone wanted to peep into their conversation.

It's a pity that Nie Xingyang looked at him intently but made no move at all.

The gold in the distance does not change, and there is no movement at all.

The rest of the people are doing their own thing.

Originally, Chu Yang thought that his identity was exposed and that he would attract Jin Buhuan's attention. However, after one night, these people did not care about him at all.

Could it be that it was really an accident that I was brought here?

"Everyone, it's time for us to set off!" Jin Buhuan stood down and said to Chu Yang.

Chu Yang, Sun Que, and Li Qianqian stood side by side.

Nie Xingyang's face was full of disdain, but he still came over.

Although he looked down on Chu Yang, a fake monk, he still had to respect Li Qianqian.

"Boy, don't think that because you have great mental power, you can do whatever you want, just wait!" Nie Xingyang said angrily to Chu Yang in front of Li Qianqian.

Chu Yang raised his eyes and glanced at Nie Xingyang calmly, as if he was looking at nothing but the air.

"Qianqian, why does it seem like there's an insect buzzing around? It's buzzing." Chu Yang said to Li Qianqian.

Li Qianqian covered her mouth and smiled softly, then glanced at Nie Xingyang.

Nie Xingyang was so angry that he wanted to go up and kill Chu Yang, but after thinking about it, he held back.

He felt that even if he could win, he would be disgraced. He wanted to find a good opportunity to win with one blow and make Chu Yang surrender under his feet. From then on, when he saw him, he would walk with his head down.

Turning his head and glaring at Chu Yang, Nie Xingyang took the initiative to fall half a step behind, with spiritual energy surging around his body, as if he was brewing something.

Li Qianqian whispered to Chu Yang: "Be careful, this Nie Xingyang is practicing the Fengshen Xuan Gong, one of the three earth-level techniques of the Piao Miao Sect."

"With a single thought, the body transforms into ten thousand swords, which are so powerful that they can damage the middle stage of the extreme level."

Chu Yang looked back and nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

However, Chu Yang had secretly carved a spiritual seed into Nie Xingyang's sea of ​​energy. Once this guy attacked him, he would be able to hit him hard by surprise.

Along the way, there were dense swamps, dangerous mountains, and dense miasma.

"Be careful and don't inhale the miasma." Chu Yang reminded Li Qianqian.

Long before, Chu Yang had discovered that after the miasma enters the body, it will slowly grow and form a miasma vortex. The miasma vortex will continue to devour the body's spiritual power. As one wanes and the other grows, the internal friction is serious.

These miasmatic vortices are nothing to worry about in normal times.

But here, everywhere is filled with miasma. If one miasma vortex is not eliminated, a new one will be born.

Once there are too many miasma vortices in the body, and the spiritual power absorbed is less than what is swallowed, the person's cultivation will be completely destroyed, or the body will die and the Tao will disappear.

"We're here." Jin Buhuan

He fell down in a pile of rocks and looked back at Chu Yang and others.

Among the rocks, nearly a foot high, was filled with miasma.

Chu Yang fell down and blocked the Zhoutian meridians, and was able to withstand the overwhelming miasma.

After Li Qianqian landed, he also blocked his meridians, and the power of qi and blood surged throughout his body, resisting the miasma.

Nie Xingyang snorted coldly, his spiritual power surged, and he held a bead in his hand. The bead bloomed with light and resisted the miasma.

After Li Qianqian walked a few steps, her steps were light and it was obvious that her energy and blood were severely damaged.

Seeing this, Chu Yang stepped forward and held Li Qianqian's wrist.

The power of Chu Yang's qi and blood spread out, helping Li Qianqian resist the miasma.

Li Qianqian has a body of hundreds of cores. He can directly enter the Jiguan realm without cultivating Qi and blood. Therefore, the power of Qi and blood is much weaker than that of ordinary Jigguan monks.

But similarly, Li Qianqian's spiritual energy foundation is much stronger than ordinary Jiguan.

"Thank you, Brother Gu Mo." Li Qianqian said softly.

Sun Que's sword energy spread all over his body, also isolating the miasma.

Nie Xingyang snorted coldly, quite disdainfully. In his opinion, these two people were just fools. They were squandering things like this before they even entered, thinking that they had infinite spiritual power and endless energy and blood?

While Nie Xingyang was disdainful, Chu Yang waved and gave away a hundred Lingyuan Pills to Sun Que.

He was afraid that he would be separated from Sun Que after entering. Since he was a Nirvana-level body, he could defend himself against danger.

Sun Que is different, he relies entirely on his spiritual power. Once his spiritual power is used up, he can only wait to die.

Seeing Chu Yang wielding hundreds of Lingyuan Pills, Nie Xingyang's face turned green with anger.

One Lingyuan Pill is enough to restore 50% of the spiritual power. These one hundred Lingyuan Pills are equivalent to fifty times more spiritual power reserves. Isn’t this a scam?

Moreover, if Chu Yang gave away hundreds of coins at once, doesn't it mean that he has more?

Is this really an ordinary fake customs environment?

At this moment, the two female cultivators from the White Lotus Sect also came over and stood by Chu Yang's side with charming smiles.

Along the way, people chatted with Chu Yang.

One hundred Spiritual Essence Pills are worth more than 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones. Based on this calculation, this person must be worth at least one million to be able to give away such a large amount of things.

How can a fake monk possess such wealth without any influence behind him?

Such a financial sponsor is willing to do three cultivations directly with him.

Didn’t you see that after the two twins got together with Jin Buhuan, they were almost reaching the real extreme level?

Chu Yang didn't mind it, and responded all the way.

But every time he speaks, a little bit of spiritual power will be sent into their bodies.

Originally, the two female nuns were somewhat resistant.

But after Chu Yang gave him ten drops of spiritual liquid as a meeting gift, he never refused again.

In their opinion, this was just Chu Yang's bad taste.

These mental powers are scattered in various parts of the body and have no practical effect. At most, they can only spy on one's own body.

Collect all the spiritual liquid and show the donor what’s going on with your body?

If you don't inspect the goods, how can you continue to invest?

While several people were chatting, Jin Buhuan rubbed Liang Xinli's butt beside him, and Liang Xinli flew out, cutting her wrist and dripping blood.

The miasma under the feet of Chu Yang and others rose sharply.

A moment later, Liang Xinyu also flew out, cutting her wrist, and the miasma rose again, directly covering Chu Yang and others.

"Gold is not exchangeable, what do you mean?" Chu Yang said coldly

road.

"Brother Gu, please don't panic. Only after leaving blood can you be recognized by the ancient tomb. As long as you follow the methods of Xinli and Xinyu and drop a sufficient amount of blood, you will naturally be able to enter after I open the door of the tomb.

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Chu Yang frowned. At this moment, the two female cultivators from the White Lotus Sect flew into the sky and cut their wrists. The concentration of the miasma increased again.

At this concentration, even Chu Yang's Qi and blood strength was a bit unbearable.

Seeing this, Chu Yang also cut his wrist, wrapped it with the power of Qi and blood, and dripped a few drops of blood.

Before landing, directly remove the essence from the blood.

What fell to the ground was just ordinary blood.

Li Qianqian also cut her snow-white wrist, and blood dripped down.

Chu Yang also secretly stripped the essence from Li Qianqian's blood, leaving only the body.

As for Sun Que, he also kept his mind in mind, exactly the same as what Chu Yang did.

In this way, even if this place is a trap, the damage to you and others will be minimized.

The curse technique requires blood containing the essence of life in order to be cast.

In the blood that fell to the ground, not to mention the essence of life, there was not much essence of vitality and blood left. Apart from the fact that it could still turn into a liquid shape, it was no different from the blood that had lost its spirituality.

Chu Yang took out a Blood Essence Pill and swallowed it. Thirty percent of his energy and blood strength was restored.
To be continued...