In the deep, silent valley, a figure slowly moved forward, gradually disappearing into the vast snow, leaving only a line of shallow footprints, which were soon covered up by the heavy snow.
"The concentration of spiritual energy in the snow valley seems to have increased a lot, and the subtle secret power of heaven and earth is also gathering towards the front..."
Jiang Ming's face turned a little pale, and the sword wounds in his body continued to cause him some pain. After all, it was a holy-level power. Even if it was projected and re-projected from endless time and space, it was not something he, a mere foundation-building monk, could withstand.
But now that Immortal Source Light is pretending to be dead, Jiang Ming can only let the mysterious seed in his spirit base slowly absorb nutrients and eliminate his sword wounds... while he himself slowly walks through the crunching deep snow towards the valley.
Go deep inside and sense changes in the surrounding environment.
"The place of opportunity at the end of the Snow Valley is finally about to open... Except for a few forces with ulterior motives such as Xuanxing Dongtian, all the truly top foundation-building geniuses of the other immortal cultivation forces should be gathered there."
According to the information Jiang Ming has continuously collected, it seems that the place of opportunity cannot be opened anytime and anywhere. Instead, it will only be opened on time every sixty years when the Black Stone Ruins are opened. It contains great benefits. Every time in the past
If it is turned on, it can create several stunning geniuses who will become the core figures of each sect.
And this kind of gathering of spiritual energy is a sign of the opening of that place of opportunity... It's probably very lively there now, and I don't know how many geniuses are gathered there.
This is also the reason why Jiang Ming wasn't in too much of a hurry before. With Wuhen's ability, as long as he doesn't get killed in a head-on fight, it shouldn't be difficult to hide in a crowd.
But as long as you want to compete for this opportunity, it is impossible to hide in the crowd all the time. Sooner or later you have to fight...
"It's just that this guy Wuhen actually came here on his own initiative and took the risk to fight for this opportunity with all the geniuses. It's quite surprising..."
Jiang Ming thought to himself, thinking that Wuhen entered the Black Stone Ruins just to fish in troubled waters and get some benefits, but he didn't expect that this guy's purpose was also here.
A look of thought flashed across Jiang Ming's eyes. Based on his understanding of Wuhen, he shouldn't be in such limelight for no reason, not to mention that he had even encountered such a bad thing as being almost wiped out by a group of people before.
There must be a reason he doesn't know...
"Are you forced by others and have to come here to fight for saints' scriptures for others? Or are you trapped in a bottleneck and unable to break through, so you come here to seek a way to break through..."
Jiang Ming's eyes flashed. If he was poor, he would seek change and seek a different path. If he was forced to come here... then he, an old guy, would not stand up for the little beggar he once took in.
Already.
Back in Yunmeng Mountain, Jiang Ming had imagined whether he would become a ruthless and unjust person hundreds of thousands of years later. Now it seems that it is still a little early, and he still can't help but want to take action when he meets an old friend...
"It seems that I am still a good person!" Jiang Ming sighed.
"But there is no rush. We have to recover from our injuries first... We still need to do our best to fight the lion against the rabbit. Facing the unknown geniuses from all sides, we still have to compete for the opportunity related to the saint's scriptures. Naturally, I will also use
The strongest attitude is to respond.”
Jiang Ming whispered, constantly running the Burning Spirit Sutra, assisting the seed in absorbing and refining the sword intention in the body. With the help of the operation of the technique, the light surged in the spirit base, making the power of the seed seem to be stronger.
The more you use it, the more quickly you can absorb the sword's will.
As this seed continues to absorb the sword's power, its appearance becomes more and more plump, with a convex arc appearing at the top, and it seems that it may burst and sprout at any time...
"Farming in Dantian is really interesting..."
Jiang Ming has never heard of such a change, and the immortal source light deep in his consciousness is also extremely silent, so he can only let it develop...
…
Half a day later, the sky was getting dark. Jiang Ming walked into a withered dense forest. The white snow under his feet reflected the moonlight. There were dark dry and strange trees standing all around him. The thigh-thick branches were twisted and twisted. In the dark night, they were strutting their teeth and claws.
Like a monster, he was overlooking Jiang Ming, an alien.
Jiang Ming raised his head and glanced at these strange trees. Other places were covered with ice and snow, but this forest was bare and looked particularly weird.
"If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. It's better to leave quickly..." Jiang Ming shook his head and quickened his pace.
Now that the opportunity is about to open up, he doesn't want to cause trouble.
But often the more you fear something, the more it will come...
Just as he jumped up, preparing to fly from above to avoid the woods, a pitch-black tree vine suddenly shot out from the hole below.
stop
The tree vines passed through the void, whistling through the air. The speed was extremely fast. The thick branches contained terrifying power. The branches were as sharp as swords, flashing with a dark and cold light, and they fiercely aimed at Jiang Ming.
Prick away.
"Nima..."
Jiang Ming's eyelids twitched. If you fight, fight hard. Don't make a surprise attack. The dark night is just like a horror movie. An ordinary person would be scared to death before he was stabbed to death.
"It's just a tree spirit that still wants to find trouble with me. It's a little too courageous..." Jiang Ming sneered, flicked his finger, and a golden fire sword shot out, surrounded by dazzling flames, and crashed down.
.
Boom boom boom...
The power of gold and fire can restrain the power of wood. With the blessing of Jiang Ming's Burning Spirit Sutra, it contains extremely terrifying lethality, which can even smash the incoming trees and vines into pieces.
"Chi..."
The Burning Soul Sutra blended with the Golden Fire Sword Finger, and the spiritual fire produced by the sacrifice was extremely terrifying. It spread towards the body of the strange tree like gangrene attached to the bone, and instantly ignited it into a fireball with teeth and claws, and let out a shrill scream.
Voices.
rest rest rest
At the same time, the entire forest of strange trees seemed to be disturbed. Countless dark tree vines surged, like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, and all headed towards Jiang Ming.
And below, the entire forest of strange trees erupted with a piercing scream, like countless little demons howling...
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Fuck... the tiger fell flat and was bullied by the dog, right?" Jiang Ming endured the pain in his meridians and ran the Burning Spirit Sutra as hard as he could, preparing to burn this strange tree to pieces.
net.
But just when Jiang Ming was about to take action, a somewhat urgent and light voice suddenly sounded in the distance.
"Certainly!"
Wow
In the void, a wisp of purple light rippled, instantly turning into ripples that swept through the entire strange tree.
call
The cold wind carried by the tree vines blew against his face, but Jiang Ming was surprised to find that the tree vines that rushed into the air all stopped, as if they were fixed in the void by an unknown mysterious force.
The howling sound below also stopped in an instant, and hundreds of strange trees were directly suppressed by a light spell and could not move.
"What kind of master is this?" Jiang Ming was shocked in his heart and stared solemnly at a figure that was gradually approaching in the distance.
Each of these strange trees has the strength of the foundation building stage. The tall strange trees in the deepest part contain the power of the peak of foundation building... Even Jiang Ming will have to spend a lot of time to deal with these strange trees.
Kung Fu, and it is even more impossible to suppress it directly with a spell.
And this mysterious visitor may not be simple...
"Huh?" However, within just a moment, Jiang Ming's face showed a look of astonishment.
He could already see the appearance of the person coming. She turned out to be a little girl about eleven or twelve years old, with a butterfly-shaped wooden hairpin on her head. Her appearance was delicate and agile, and she was wearing a purple-black gauze skirt, which gave her an ethereal look.
Mysterious beauty.
And the aura of this little girl was only about the early stage of foundation building... and even a little erratic, as if she had just broken through not long ago.
Although at the age of eleven or twelve, being able to break through to the early stage of foundation building is already extremely evil, but Jiang Ming also knows that appearance is just an appearance. Who knows how old this little girl is... and the ability she shows is what makes Jiang Ming the most.
Ming was shocked.
A single spell can directly suppress so many foundation-building tree spirits. This is a bit too weird...
"Brother, are you okay?" The little girl stopped in front of Jiang Ming in a hurry and asked with some anxiety.
"Um...it's okay." Although Jiang Ming was still wary, his mind could already feel the other party's kindness, and a smile appeared on his face.
"It's okay..." The little girl hurriedly patted her chest and smiled with her white teeth: "These ghost trees are actually not bad, but there may be too many people passing by during this period, and they have been disturbed and damaged too much.
Subconsciously hostile to humans!”
"Ghost tree?" Jiang Ming was slightly surprised, not a tree spirit?
He seems to have seen records about the ghost tree in some classics. It is a kind of ghost that does not belong to living things. It is a monster formed by the condensation of underground ghost energy from some strange tree species. It can also be regarded as some kind of treasure and can be refined.
Some special elixirs.
However, with Jiang Ming's current cultivation and family background, he has no interest in these ghost trees that are filled with the atmosphere of horror movies...
Then he looked at the little girl with strange eyes, and suddenly he had some guesses about her identity.
Even though these ghost trees are not normal spirits, they can easily suppress them with the initial cultivation level of Foundation Establishment. There seems to be only one monk from the sect in the Yu Kingdom who is proficient in this...
One of the six blessed places, the Ghost Spirit Sect, specializes in the way of ghosts and evil spirits, and its methods are mysterious and unpredictable. It is rumored that the ancestor of the sect dug out a certain ancient book from before the era from the ground and founded the sect.
"They should be inseparable..." Jiang Ming thought to himself, and caught a glimpse of an inconspicuous mark on the corner of the little girl's clothes, which was the symbol of the Ghost Spirit Sect recorded in the classics.
"I didn't meet any monks from the Ghost Spirit Sect along the way, but I didn't expect to meet them here..." Jiang Ming thought to himself. It seems that the opportunity deep in the snow valley is indeed extraordinary, and even people from the Ghost Spirit Sect have been attracted.
According to various sources, this sect has always kept a low profile. If the number of people in the sect were not larger than that of Zhuyue Lake, they might be the sect with the least presence in Yu Country. They hardly take the initiative to contact other sects. It is said that most of the monks in the sect act alone.
He walks alone, has a withdrawn temperament, and doesn't like to pay attention to outsiders.
"But this seems different from the legend..." Jiang Ming looked at the smart and enthusiastic little girl in front of him and felt that the legend was wrong.
stop
Suddenly, another breath in the distance quickly approached, heading towards the two of them.
Jiang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and the little girl in front of him quickly said: "Brother, don't worry, this is my master!"
Wow
A thin old man with gray hair and beard flew over from a distance and stood in front of the little girl, looking at Jiang Ming with some surprise.
"This fellow Taoist... what did my disciple offend?" The old man was dressed in pitch-black robes and had a long and long aura. He was obviously a veteran monk who had been immersed in the foundation-building realm for hundreds of years. He raised his hands and asked cautiously.
Jiang Ming smiled and shook his head, explained the reason to him, and finally said with a smile: "This apprentice of yours is extraordinary. He saved my life."
"How could you, my Taoist friend, be trapped by these ghost trees with your natural talent..." The old man in black shook his head quickly and said, "I wonder which sect my friend comes from, and are you here for the opportunity deep in the snow valley?"
Jiang Ming nodded and said with a smile: "Of course, everyone is excited about this opportunity, so naturally I can't avoid being vulgar... My name is Zhang Shan, and I come from the Huaguo Mountain, a sect that cultivates immortals outside the Yu Kingdom."
"Huaguoshan? What an interesting name!" behind the old man, the little girl said with gleaming eyes.
The old man in black had a look of surprise in his eyes. How come he had never heard of the existence of such a sect?
"hiss"
Jiang Ming suddenly turned pale, twitched the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but let out a slight breath of cold air. He only moved his hand just once, and the meridians in his body felt like they were completely torn, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't suppress it.
But that damn seed was still absorbing the sword's intention. The surge of sword's intention caused his injuries to become even more severe...
"Brother, are you injured?" the little girl asked in surprise, with wisps of purple light lingering in her eyes: "I know some healing spells, maybe they will be useful!"
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Don't!" Jiang Ming quickly stopped him. He is now a dynamite barrel. Only he can resolve it. Outsiders, even the Dan Yuanying monks, want to cure him.
The injured will be killed by the burst of holy sword intent first.
The old man in black looked hesitant, but after a moment he couldn't help but said: "If my fellow Taoist is injured, you must be cautious when you continue to move forward... This fight for opportunities may be very fierce. The strongest genius in the foundation building realm at home and abroad."
They are all there, and maybe fellow Taoists can compete with them when they are in their prime, but..."
Jiang Ming smiled nonchalantly and said, "Could it be that if you two go there, are you sure you can compete with those peerless geniuses?"
The old man's expression froze, and then he shook his head helplessly: "Of course not, but we must go!"
"I must go too!" Jiang Ming grinned: "It seems that we all have reasons to go."
"Master, let's go with big brother!" The little girl looked at Jiang Ming worriedly, and tugged on the old man's sleeve and said, "He seems to be seriously injured, I can feel it..."
"You..." The old man in black had a headache. His disciple was good at everything, and even had a good heart. This was not a good thing in the world of immortality.
"Okay, maybe if something happens on the way, I can still help!" Jiang Ming grinned.
The old man rolled his eyes, obviously not thinking that Jiang Ming could really be of any help. He even regarded him as a young and frivolous genius. When he hit a wall in the place, he might know how to leave.
"Okay..." When the little girl heard Jiang Ming's promise, she raised her hands in excitement. Her master glared at her before she lowered her arms angrily.
In this way, the three of them formed a strange combination and continued to go deeper into the snow valley.
On the way, Jiang Ming also found out the names and identities of the two people. As expected, they were the elders and geniuses from Ghost Spirit Valley.
And just when Jiang Ming and the master and apprentice were talking to each other, Black Sword suddenly called Jiang Ming in the storage ring.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Ming was confused: "Is studying that residual picture effective? It's going to happen soon. Can you do it..."
"That's not true. How can it be so easy to study the residual pictures left thousands of years ago..." Heijian said slyly, and then quickly said: "I'm not talking about this with you... What I want to say is, the people around you