After waiting for a few days, before I knew it, it was winter. The world was vast and everything was lonely. Only the falling snow filled the sky.

The monks scattered in the mountains all the time, raised their heads, Ye Xuan also opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, and his expression became a little dazed for a moment.

The memories of the past and present life flashed through my mind. Ye Xuan looked at the sky with his hands, reached out to take a snowflake, and realized in his heart.

The sky is still the same, but the scenery, but the human heart. The years change, the soul is covered with dust, and slowly ignores the beautiful scenery that always exists.

To practice the "Everything Sutra", one needs to understand oneself and all things. When Ye Xuan fell into memories, his spiritual power quietly circulated in his body along a mysterious trajectory.

Deep in the mountains that have been moving in a row, behind the layers of hidden formations, there is a valley.

At the center of the valley, under a mulberry tree, a graceful beauty stands quietly, and she is also looking at the sky.

The sky was full of wind and snow, blocked by mulberry trees. The mulberry trees were not ordinary mulberry trees, about one meter high, and the people under the tree were not ordinary women.

"Sang Jun." The woman leaned under the mulberry tree, with fair jade hands gently stroked the tree body.

The green mulberry trees in the past are now full of yellow trees, and the towering mulberry trees in the past are also shrunk to one meter.

The mulberry tree used to be tall and tall. On the mulberry tree, there is a small silver silkworm. It has not yet been opened. It is ignorant and only knows how to eat mulberry leaves every day and year by year.

A man under the tree was as beautiful as jade, and his eyes occasionally fell on the silver silkworm. Seeing the little silkworm eating his body, the man smiled without saying a word.

Under the thunderstorm, the man's spirit and spirit waved his hand, and the wind and rain were destroyed. The silver silkworm was confused and did not know that its world would always be clear.

"Pop." With a light sound, ripples on the water surface dispersed.

The woman leaned lightly under the tree suddenly frowned, and from the corner of her eyes swept towards the stream not far away. The stream came from a distance and flowed through it. Several black shadows appeared silently on the surface of the stream.

"Holy Mother, the Seven Evil Spirit Retaining Array has been completed. I hope you will complete the affairs of the seven of us as promised." The black shadow was blurred, and behind him, there were six black shadows, including men and women.

The woman nodded slightly, her eyes were dull until the seven remnants of souls gradually became transparent, dissipated between heaven and earth, and was destroyed. The woman sighed.

"It's all poor people."...

In the mountains, the second hidden formation was broken. On the third day after the break, thousands of young qi-training monks stood outside looking forward, like hungry little cultivators.

An old man with white beard in the formation nodded to everyone, turned around and headed to the third hidden formation. Then everyone cheered and rushed in in a swarm. Even though they knew they were drinking soup, they were looking forward to taking out a piece of meat from the residue of the soup.

"These Erbiaozi are just drinking soup, so there is no need to be so excited." Ye Xuan rushed out a few steps and was immediately squeezed behind by the surging crowd.

The second layer of formation was broken into the entrance, which was only half a mountainside wide. I saw thousands of monks, like a group of crazy mad dogs, rushing inside desperately, for fear that the elixir inside would be snatched away by others if they were slower.

"Your mother, I clearly showed this python-headed grass first."

"I saw it first."

"You turtle grandson, don't want your hands anymore? I dare to pick my red blood fruit, grandpa will chop it down for you."...

The monk No. 100-digit cultivator killed in a blink of an eye, with magic and magic weapons shuttled through the sky, talisman paper flying all over the sky, and some even released their mounts, biting others without any difference.

Seeing these people busy and fighting blood, Ye Xuan stopped in place and was speechless for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh that he was still too young. He was still a monk, and he was obviously a group of gangsters fighting.

"Brother's side." The girl's playful voice came from behind.

Ye Xuan heard this sound once, turned around and saw a man and a dog. The girl was riding on the black dog spirit, blinking her big eyes and said crisply: "Come with us."

As he said that, the girl closed her left eye and opened her right eye widened, giving Ye Xuan a charming look, signaling Ye Xuan to avoid other monks and follow him quickly.

Ye Xuan's eyes fell on the black dog spirit with muscles all over his body. Without hesitation, he followed one person and one dog. The dog's nose was already sensitive and became a dog with a sperm. His sense of smell was even more likely to have a good thing.

The two avoided the group of monks and turned into a narrow mountain road. They said it was a mountain road, but in fact it was a valley, with a handsome young man waiting in front of him.

"My name is Yan Qiuxue. This is my Xiaohei, this is Wu Wenping."

The black dog spirit ran wildly in front, and Ye Xuan and the handsome young man followed closely. When it comes to Yan Qiuxue's introduction, he ranked him behind the black dog, and to describe it, Wu Wenping seemed very embarrassed.

"We have seen it before in Xiawu Wenping."

"My name is Ye Xuan. Is there really a second-grade spiritual medicine in the cave you mentioned?"

Three people and one dog soon appeared at the foot of a mountain. The valley along the way was rugged and difficult to walk. The deeper it went, the wetter the surroundings were and the ground was covered with mud.

Ye Xuan looked back and saw that there was no dog paw print on the mud. The black dog spirit had indeed become a climate. If it weren't for the black dog spirit leading the way, it would be difficult for the monk to see the cave in front of him.

"It's inside." Yan Qiuxue pushed away the vines outside and rode a black dog into the cave.

After Ye Xuan followed into the cave, a foul stinking came to his face. The three of them didn't go far. Unexpectedly, the passage inside was blocked.

The passage was meter high, the cave was wet, and the stone wall was covered with water droplets. In front of the three of them was a foul-stealed earth wall.

Ye Xuan opened his mouth and wanted to speak but stopped. If the second-grade spiritual medicine was so easy to take, these two people would not be full and called him. But it was difficult to be left, and the things in front of him were definitely not difficult to describe.

What he was in front of him was not so much a piece of shit, which was not only a foul smell, but also a lot of mucus. What was strange was that there was a faint light on this piece of shit, like a piece of shit.

Yan Qiuxue covered her nose and said nothing. Wu Wenping looked ugly and said with difficulty: "We have tried it. The magic has no effect on it and it cannot be knocked open to this wall."

Ye Xuan opened his eyes hard, and there were vines covering the entrance of the cave. The cave was almost closed, and the smell was strong but not dissipated. He wanted to vomit when he smelled it. He felt his eyes sore, which made him unable to open his eyes.

"What do you mean is, let me dig it out?"

"That's right, Brother Ye is a body refiner. Since the magic is ineffective, he can only break it with force." Wu Wenping replied in a strange tone.

Ye Xuan's face turned completely dark. He practiced his body and was not a good thing, but it was not used to dig shit. His tone turned cold and said, "If you want to dig together, this dog must also exert its strength. It is so strong that it can use its claws to dig."

The spiritual medicine level corresponds to the cultivator's realm. Every time one level rises, the medicinal power is more than ten times. The mad dogs outside are just low-level people among the first-grade spiritual medicines, let alone the second-grade spiritual medicines, and they will take action when they leave the body.

Ye Xuan did not want to give up. The value of the second-grade spiritual medicine is far better than that of the Qi training practitioner for the body refiner, especially for him, a second-grade spiritual medicine may be able to restore his physical cultivation.

In order to save Meinu, the blood dragon fire penetrated into Meinu's body, and his cultivation level of refining his body was lost. He was lacking spiritual medicine to nourish his body and refining the blood dragon fire.
Chapter completed!