"Hmm? Do you know this place?" Su Shier asked quickly.

Jiang Feixue nodded, "The evil pit is a filthy place in Yunmeng Ze that is the most yin and evil! It is covered by poisonous miasma and evil spirits all year round. When monks walk nearby, they will unconsciously walk around, and no one dares to go deeper."

"So that's it. I was a little suspicious at first, but now I believe it!" Su Shier narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

My mind suddenly became active.

"Ah? What do you say?" Jiang Feixue was stunned when she heard this, and looked at Su Shier with a look of surprise. She didn't understand how Su Shier came to this conclusion.

Su Shier smiled and said calmly: "The Taoist Sutra says: Pureness comes from filth, light comes from darkness. The golden holy spirit spring is the most holy place. The place where it is born needs to be the most dirty and filthy."

While speaking, he had already made up his mind.

He knew very well that with his spiritual root qualifications, if he wanted to improve his cultivation through hard practice, he would have to wait until the year of the Monkey and Horse Month.

As for the Golden Holy Spirit Spring, a bowl of gold can be worth a hundred thousand times of hard practice. In the world, such treasures are rare.

No need to think about it, he also knew that the evil pit must be very dangerous!

If possible, he also wants to focus on safety and practice slowly.

But the grandfather and the villagers were still waiting for him to avenge the revenge, and the elder was even more eyeing him. Even Ye Liangchuan from Tianhua Peak wanted to kill him!

He had no choice at all.

If you cannot improve your cultivation as soon as possible, you will be dead end.

"Yes, the truth that everything will turn out to the opposite, why didn't I expect it! Brother Zhu, let's go and have a look together."

"If you can really find the Golden Holy Spirit Spring, you'll be released! A bowl is worth a hundred years of hard practice, which is enough for me to improve my cultivation for several levels!"

"At that time, I will see whoever dares to say that I don't work hard in my cultivation! Hehe..."

Jiang Feixue immediately smiled excitedly, and then grabbed Su Shier's arm and walked outside the market.

"Well? You want to go too? I'm afraid there will be a lot of danger in that place!"

"If you can trust me, I will go there by myself. If I really can find the Golden Holy Spirit Spring by chance, I will definitely bring you one."

Su Shier raised his eyebrows and said hurriedly to Jiang Feixue.

Although he has known Jiang Feixue for a short time, he has regarded him as a friend in his heart.

With his cultivation level at the seventh level of Qi Refining Stage, it would be safer to go by yourself. Taking Jiang Feixue with him is undoubtedly a lot of oil bottles.

"Don't worry, Brother Zhu, I have the most powerful and yang treasure on me. I dare not say anything else. It is not a problem to protect you in the evil pit!" Jiang Feixue looked around, patted her chest, and whispered to Su Shier.

"Okay! Since that's the case, then let's go!" After hearing this, Su Shier didn't say anything more when she saw that she had measures to save her life.

Taking a deep breath, the two of them walked side by side, rushing towards Yunmengze.

And in the market.

The old man with a vulgar appearance and stingy eyes walked to a corner without a single person. Seeing that there was no one around, he quickly changed into a Taoist robe.

He also dressed himself up as a down-and-out Taoist priest, and his cultivation level has also changed from the first level of the Qi Refining Stage to the second level of the Qi Refining Stage.

The thief quickly swept across the audience, and then he held a sheepskin picture in his hand and walked to another corner, in front of a young woman at the fifth level of Qi Refining Period.

"Fellow Taoist, I have a treasure here. Do you want it?"

...

To the north of Qianshanfang City, there is a continuous dense forest a hundred miles away, which is covered by heavy fog all year round.

The dense forests are full of swamps, monsters, and there are also natural-growing Ganoderma lucidum, as well as other spiritual ores.

For this reason, many monks often venture into Yunmengze to collect various spiritual materials.

And deep in Yunmengze, there is a huge basin terrain.

This basin is covered with dark green fog all year round, with turbid air mixed in the fog and emitting an astonishing stench.

In the basin, the mountains are covered with ups and downs, like a small mountain and river.

And this is the dirty place and evil pit that makes countless monks look at it!

On a path of intestinal silence in the evil pit, three men in gray dressed in gray robes and covered with gray cloaks were getting together.

Around them, several corpses of monks who had just died were lying in a row.

Aside, a slightly fat man in gray said disdainfully: "These guys are smart and want to take a shortcut."

On the other side, a thin man said lightly: "So what, it's just to die soon!"

"Okay! Hurry up and deal with these corpses. This time, a lot of fat sheep came. After refining their souls, my soul banner can be completely sacrificed and refined into a low-grade spiritual weapon!" In the middle, a short man in gray said impatiently.

Next to him, the fat man was about to walk to the corpses on the ground immediately.

But the thin man suddenly shouted, "Don't worry, let me refine them into corpses, and someone will come over at that time, so I will guarantee that they will never come back."

As he said that, a fierce light flashed in the thin man's eyes, and a gray-green bead that was the size of a broad bean was sprayed out.

A mouthful of true energy was sprayed on the bead, and the bead suddenly turned into a strange gray-green mist, and threads of it drilled into the nostrils of the corpses on the ground.

"Hiss... you just use all the corpse beads that have finally been refined?" The fat man in gray exclaimed.

The thin man curled his lips and said lightly: "What a panic! There are so many corpse energy in the Ten Thousand Bone Caves. Isn't it better to condense a corpse bead when the elder brother's Ten Thousand Soul Banner is refined?"

"Well! Third brother, you've made a good deal! Let's go, this dish is finally time to end!"

The short monk nodded, praised, turned around and disappeared into the dark green fog.

Two men in gray were fat and thin, looking at each other and hurriedly followed.

One day later.

Su Shier and Jiang Feixue came outside the evil pit and stopped and stared at the basin covered by dark green fog in front of them. The two of them were not in a hurry to enter.

In their sight, there would be monks in groups from time to time, enduring the stench and stepping into them.

"Well? How come so many people come?"

Jiang Feixue was stunned at first, then clenched her fists with anger, revealing two small tiger teeth.

"That damn old man is really not kind. He actually sold the map to so many people, which is extremely cunning! If I meet him again, I will definitely punch him and blow his dog's head!"

"It's okay, we won't lose money with that eye magic weapon. If we are really lucky, we will make a fortune by finding the Golden Holy Spirit Spring!" Su Shier said lightly with a smile on his face.

He was not surprised at all by this situation.

If only he and the other ones came, he would have to be more careful.

In his opinion, there are so many monks who really have to be in danger, and it is better to escape if they take advantage of the troubled waters.
Chapter completed!