Spiritual Valley has been used as an auxiliary to improve physical fitness and speed up cultivation for a long time. Apart from this, it is only used by cultivators who go to the Dutian Blood Realm to hunt monsters.
Therefore, the price of Linggu has been stable at a low price for a long time. Otherwise, Zuo Mo would have become rich long ago.
But now, the concentration of spiritual energy in the small mountain world has become thinner, and the importance of the spiritual valley has suddenly become highlighted. The only things that can provide spiritual energy are crystal stones, spiritual food and spiritual elixirs. Although the spiritual power contained in crystal stones is rich, due to its
The impurities in the elixir need to be removed by secret methods and cannot be used for a long time. The elixir is made from various spiritual herbs and spiritual materials, which is expensive.
The spiritual energy in spiritual food is not only easily absorbed, but also does no harm to the human body. Long-term use can also slowly improve the physical condition. Spiritual grain is the most basic and widely used raw material in all spiritual food, and even if you don’t know how to refine food,
Ordinary cultivators can also eat it easily.
Zuo Mo had many thoughts running through his mind.
The thinning of spiritual energy in the Xiaoshan world was only formed after the arrival of the demon army. There is no doubt that it must be the fault of the demon army. However, even if he knew that it was the fault of the demon army, Zuo Mo had to marvel at the power of the demon. Xiaoshan
Although the world is a small world, it can change the aura of a world. This power is enough to make him look up to him.
While looking up in wonder, he began to think about the chain reaction this incident would cause.
As early as when he was planting Linggu, because he often listened to Yingui, he gradually learned how to sift through the complicated information and find information that was useful to him. He knew that he was a small person. In this troubled world, if he wanted to survive,
You must learn to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
If the situation worsens, the small mountain world will become a place like the Dutian Blood Realm. A place without spiritual energy is a bad place for practitioners. The small mountain world will quickly become a paradise for demons.
Zuo Mo didn't know what method the demon used, and he didn't know whether the aura change was reversible. If this change was reversible, it would be fine. If it was irreversible, the cultivator's situation would be dire! In an environment without aura, the cultivator's combat effectiveness
will shrink significantly, but the demons are like a fish in water. As one goes down and the other rises, the cultivators' disadvantages will continue to expand. The demons only need to continue to encroach on one realm after another, and the cultivators will have no way to retreat.
Damn it!
Zuo Mo felt his heart beat a little faster.
Well, my worries are unfounded. Those sects will definitely not sit still and wait for death. Thousands of years ago, cultivators were able to defeat demons, and they will definitely be able to do so this time!
Zuo Moru comforted himself.
His thoughts turned to himself. This major event in the world was none of his business, so it was better to spend more time on his own life.
Ling Zhifu's net worth is going to rise, at least he doesn't have to worry about starving to death... This thought passed by in a flash.
The order in the small mountain world has completely collapsed. We must leave here as soon as possible.
He deeply realized that on the front line of the war, an individual's power was insignificant. Not only could it not determine the outcome of the war, it could not even determine his own life.
In troubled times, people's lives are like dogs.
Ma Fan was worried. The zombie senior fell into silence and never spoke. He felt that the air in front of him seemed to solidify. The invisible pressure made him tremble. He could clearly hear his own increasingly rapid beating heart. He
Somewhat dry mouth.
"Why don't you leave the mountain world?" Senior Zombie suddenly said.
Zuo Mo finally spoke, and Ma Fan felt like he was about to suffocate and suddenly took a breath of air.
"To report back to my predecessors, it's not that we don't want to leave the Small Mountain Realm. It's just that the boundary river leading to the Tianshui Realm is firmly controlled by others. If we want to pass, we must pay enough crystal stones and spiritual grains."
Zuo Mo suddenly realized, and couldn't help but secretly thought that these people were much more ruthless than him. There were only two boundary rivers in the Xiaoshan Realm, one leading to the Sky Moon Realm and the other leading to the Tianshui Realm.
The boundary river leading to the Tianshui Realm was blocked, and the Hill Realm suddenly became a dead end. No one dared to go to the Tianyue Realm.
"No one killed him?"
Ma Fan smiled bitterly: "Those who control the Tianshui River are the most powerful sect in this world, the Mingxiao Sect."
When Zuo Mo heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head, that's not how business works.
When doing business, you come and go, everyone gets what they need, and what they earn is crystal stones, but what the Mingxiao Sect wants is lives. Half of the blame for the collapse of order in the Xiaoshan Realm must be attributed to the Mingxiao Sect, who is adding fuel to the flames from behind.
The cultivators who cannot escape from the small mountain world can only fight constantly to grab crystals and spiritual valleys from others. Everyone will think that as long as they grab enough, they can leave this ghost place.
As for the remaining people, there is only one fate.
Zuo Mo didn't think there was anything wrong with making war fortune, but the Mingxiao sect's approach still made him quite cold-hearted.
The Mingxiao Sect's behavior of forcing people into desperate situations is playing with fire. If they are not careful, it is very likely that they themselves will be involved. However, this can also show their absolute confidence from the side.
Of course, Zuo Mo is not free enough to care about other people's lives, but now the Mingxiao faction is guarding the Tianshui boundary river, which also blocks their way out of the small mountain boundary.
Is the Mingxiao sect going easy on themselves? Impossible. The Mingxiao sect has no connection with him. How could they let go of such an opportunity to make a fortune?
As for breaking in? That's even more impossible.
Even though it was so easy for Gongsun Cha to command the Golden Armor Guards to deal with more than a dozen cultivators, the power possessed by a large sect like the Mingxiao Sect was definitely not something that a few people like him could compete with.
Pay crystal?
Zuo Mo did have crystal stones, but he felt that in the eyes of others, he must be a fat sheep. If he were to see such a fat sheep, there would be no reason not to squeeze it clean. How could he be satisfied with just crystal stones?
This plan was quickly rejected by Zuo Mo.
Then, there is only one way left, kill them! If you want to kill them, you can't just rely on three of them in a boat. Then, you need to expand your strength, and you only need to bring a force that the opponent cannot ignore. Ming
The Xiao Sect will definitely not fight with them until both sides suffer. It's simple. Zuo Mo and the others have nothing, but the Mingxiao Sect is still waiting to collect the crystal stones.
Ma Fan never expected that within a few words of his Liao Liao, so many thoughts would flash through Zuo Mo's mind.
Zuo Mo asked some more specific information about the Tianshui Boundary River. Sure enough, the Tianshui Boundary River was managed by the Mingxiao Sect to be impregnable, which also eliminated his last trace of luck. Originally, he was thinking about whether he could drive a jujube core boat from under the Boundary River.
Sneak past.
Zuo Mo was about to ask Junior Brother Gongsun for his opinion, but when he saw the enthusiasm and passion in Junior Brother Gongsun's eyes, he already knew the answer.
This extreme militant!
Muttering in his mind, he went to Pu Yao and asked, "Is there any way to make them obedient?"
Pu Yao's blood pupils flashed with blood, and he chuckled: "A lot. What you cultivators use the most is the restriction."
"Restricted?" Zuo Mo asked curiously.
"There's nothing strange about this." Pu Yao said, "This method is most commonly used on Xiunu, but some strict sects will also use it on their disciples to prevent them from rebelling."
"How scary!" Zuo Mo shivered. He couldn't imagine that after joining a sect, a restriction would be implanted in his body.
"Then do you want it?"
"want."
Zuo Mo only hesitated for a moment, but decided to do it. It's either you die or I live. There's nothing to say. Let's rush across the boundary river first. Although the restriction is inhumane, it is the most efficient method at the moment, and he doesn't have much time to waste.
Zuo Mo didn't want to wait until the demon army came again and he would still stay in the small mountain world.
Pu Yao was also surprisingly straightforward this time and taught Zuo Mo several restraints.
Restriction is not that easy, especially for Zuo Mo who only has the first level of Pulse Condensation. It took him a lot of effort to learn it reluctantly. Fortunately, he has extraordinary spiritual knowledge, otherwise, Restriction cannot be played at this stage.
Affordable.
Poor Ma Fan became the first test subject.
While Zuo Mo was struggling to restrain the unconscious cultivator, Pu Yao in the sea of consciousness showed a playful expression.
"You are looking forward to it too!" He held his chin, his enchanting blood pupils were as deep as the sea of blood, and said softly to the tombstone: "What a pragmatism! It really makes people appreciate it more and more! He is destined not to leave you.
Lu...you self-destructive stupid bastard!"
The tombstone is silent and motionless.
The last ban was laid, and Zuo Mo was as tired as a dog. The bans he laid were all at the pulse condensation stage, and there were a total of sixteen people.
"The rest will be left to you." After saying that, Zuo Mo, who had exhausted all his spiritual consciousness and spiritual power, immediately took out a crystal and entered meditation.
"No problem!" Gongsun Cha raised his handsome and feminine face and grinned, his eyes shining with excitement.
Ma Fan on the side felt a chill rising from his tailbone all the way up his spine.
Tianyue Realm, Huangmujiao.
"Miss, Yan Yue under the Thirteenth Army has arrived at the boundary river leading to Mingtao. Jin Baozhen under the Sixth Army has arrived at the boundary river leading to Jianan. Neither team found any suspicious targets on the road." The middle-aged man reported respectfully.
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"They move very quickly." Mu Xi said calmly: "The net has been closed, the only thing left is to check slowly. Be more careful."
"Yes!" The middle-aged man responded solemnly. He hesitated for a moment and then said, "Miss, we found traces of demonic activities."
"Devil?" Yan Feng's face changed slightly and he couldn't help but lost his voice.
Mu Xi's eyes narrowed slightly, she raised her head and asked, "Have you found out who it is?"
"Only the demons below the leader can pass through the cracks in the Blood Realm." The surprise on Yan Feng's face has not disappeared: "Which Moon Demon School? What is he here for? He can't have the same goal as us, right?"
"Why not?" Mu Xi glanced at Yan Feng: "You also missed a possibility, such as the true demon commander who sealed his own strength."
The middle-aged man's expression changed.
"Check it out immediately." Mu Xi said decisively: "Even if he is the real demon commander, there is no need to worry. It is best to contact him. Maybe he can help us a lot."
"Yes." The middle-aged man accepted the order.
Seeing that his subordinates still looked worried, Mu Xi smiled and said, "Don't worry too much. Whether it's the Moon Demon School or the True Demon Commander, they only have one common enemy with us."
Mu Xi's face could only be considered delicate, but her smile seemed to have a different kind of power, making people feel calm involuntarily.
"Miss, you're right," the middle-aged man said with a smile.