"Well, I still have to rely on the old beggar to take me to find the materials needed to break the realm." Mu Feng murmured.
Although the power refined by the mirage cannot be fused, he still gained the ability of the mirage, which is illusion. It is easier to fall into than the dream spell, but it is not as weird as the dream spell.
Satisfied, Mu Feng returned to the holy spring, sat down and began to recover.
Three days passed in a flash in the Golden Book World, and only one day passed in the outside world. Mu Feng stood up, and his body had returned to its peak state. .??.
After bidding farewell to Feng Ling, he walked out of the Wordless Golden Book. After stretching his hands and feet, he returned the same way. He wanted to go back to look for the old beggar.
One day ago, the old beggar watched Mu Feng forcefully enter the mirage, and then saw the mirage disappear, and his heart suddenly became ecstatic.
Because he knows that the mirage will disappear only if the seeds of the mirage are snatched away by others.
And he intuitively felt that Mu Feng must have done this!
But after the mirage disappeared, Mu Feng never came back. He went into the sinkhole to search, but found nothing.
After waiting for a day, when the old beggar even wondered if Mu Feng had left, Mu Feng finally returned here.
"You are finally back!"
The old beggar jumped up suddenly, ran quickly to Mu Feng, stretched out his hand and said eagerly: "Seed, give me the seed quickly!"
Mu Feng, however, looked calm and asked slowly: "What exactly do you want that seed for?"
The smile on the old beggar's face disappeared instantly, and his tone became serious: "Mu Feng, we agreed before, I will lead you, and you give me the seeds!"
"I never said I wouldn't give it to you, but I don't trust you. You take me to find what I'm looking for. When I find it, I will naturally give the seeds to you!" Mu Feng said.
The seeds have been refined by Menggui. Unless he kills Menggui, he can't get them back. He did this to delay time.
Moreover, he really didn't trust the old beggar, and his various behaviors along the way made him very wary of the old beggar.
Mu Feng's request sounded reasonable and reasonable, and the old beggar couldn't refuse at all, so he said: "Okay, I will take you there, but I hope you can keep your promise!"
He lowered his head, the fierce light in his eyes flashing away.
Mu Feng didn't notice the fierce look in the old beggar's eyes, but he sneered in his heart, because the old beggar agreed so readily that he wasn't even afraid of him going back on his word, at least he had to put in some conditions.
The only reason is that the old beggar has someone to rely on!
"He thought he was strong enough to deal with me, or did he Are there any other helpers?" Mu Feng recalled the attitude of others towards the old beggar.
No one who followed the old beggar into the White Wolf Mountains could leave alive. This must be wrong. Could it be that the old beggar took advantage of him?
Until the last moment, no one knew what secret the old beggar was hiding.
"I know there is a place called Lost Valley. The Asparagus orchid you are looking for can be found there. Come with me!" the old beggar said slowly, turned around and chose a direction before walking quickly.
"By the way, where is that little girl Feng Ling? Although she doesn't want to deal with me, she is pretty good." He asked suddenly without looking back.
"What do you think?" Mu Feng did not answer directly, but asked in a cold tone.
When the old beggar learned that Feng Ling had been captured by a mirage, he suspected that Feng Ling would not come back. At this time, he strengthened his suspicion and couldn't help but sigh.
"What a pity, I still like that little girl."
Mu Feng followed the old beggar, so naturally he couldn't see the ferocious expression on the old beggar's face when he was talking!
Just as the two of them were heading towards the Lost Valley mentioned by the old beggar, Mu Feng suddenly noticed a green leaf on the top of the old beggar's head.
The fresh leaves are glowing green, as if they have just been picked, but at first glance, everything here is yellow sand. How can there be any leaves?
Mu Feng frowned and put the matter behind him.
Lost Valley is a rare oasis in the White Wolf Mountains. The outside of the valley is surrounded by a circle of green grass, and the valley is filled with plants and even a clear spring.
This is very rare in the desert, and it also makes this place a resting place for many people. At first glance, you might think this is some kind of town.
Mu Feng was confused and couldn't help but ask: "Even if there is a dragon's orchid here, it should have been taken away long ago, right?"
But the old beggar smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, I can guarantee that no one knows about that place, but it is very dangerous there, so you have to be careful."
"You don't have to worry about this, just lead me to find it." Mu Feng said calmly.
The two of them entered the valley directly. At this time, people in the valley were gathering together in twos and threes to rest, so they also found a place to sit down.
Mu Feng also discovered that many people were directly selling the heavenly materials and earthly treasures found in Jedi here. Unfortunately, most of these heavenly materials and earthly treasures were of low level, and not many people needed them.
In addition to heavenly materials and earthly treasures, various other things are also sold here, including helping people make elixirs, refining weapons, etc. It is like a small market.
Mu Feng went searching around and bought several kinds of spiritual herbs that he needed. He was very happy, but it was a pity that the important spiritual herbs for refining the Realm Breaking Pill were not for sale.
The space in the valley is very large, comparable to a large town, and there are even many natural stones in the valley, forming barriers.
Some people also built stone houses with stones for rest.
The old beggar followed Mu Feng and sneered: "You are not allowed to use force here, otherwise you will be driven out by the people here."
"I know." Mu Feng just replied lightly, "When will you take me to find Longxulan?"
The old beggar smiled, raised his head and took a sip of wine: "Don't worry, you have to wait until after dark. These spiritual herbs are very precious and will attract other people, so you must be careful."
He looked mysterious and mysterious, which made Mu Feng feel a little suspicious.
Although the valley is very big, he took a general look and found that there were people in almost every place. In this case, if there was really a dragon-bearing orchid, it would not have waited until now.
But then he thought about it, even if it was for mirage seeds, the old beggar would not lie to him.
So Mu Feng patiently waited until night. The valley was quiet. All the monks were resting or practicing. It was rare to be quiet.
"Let's go, I'll take you there!"
The old beggar smiled mysteriously, stood up and walked out of the valley. Mu Feng thought for a moment and then followed.
The moon was shining in the sky, and the cold moonlight shone in the valley, making it look a bit eerie. Some plants swayed in the wind, and their shadows were like monsters.
They left the valley quietly, trying not to disturb anyone else, but as soon as they arrived outside the valley, Mu Feng suddenly frowned.
"Come here!"
Mu Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed the old beggar behind the stone at the entrance of the valley next to him.
The old beggar looked puzzled: "What's wrong?"
"Someone is coming!" Mu Feng whispered.
The old beggar was filled with disdain. He, a ninth-level monk in the Samsara Realm, didn't even notice someone approaching, but Mu Feng, a mere sixth-level Samsara Realm monk, could sense it?
Then his cultivation is not in vain?
But what happened next shocked the old beggar.
Because not long after, two people actually walked out of the valley. They looked sneaky and not quite He stopped and looked to the side.
The old beggar was startled and looked at Mu Feng with a shocked expression, while Mu Feng urged the old beggar to restrain his aura to avoid being discovered.
But it was obvious that Mu Feng was overthinking it. These two were only monks at the fifth level of the Reincarnation Realm and could not sense the auras of them at all.
"Why are you leaving the valley so late?" Mu Feng was a little confused. After all, most places in the White Wolf Mountains were infested with beetles at night.
Although the Lost Valley is one of the few safe places, there are still beetles in the desert on the other side of the green space outside the valley.
And these two people dared to leave the valley without even bringing torches, which was simply audacious.
"The two of us are also going there, what should we do?" The old beggar looked at the direction in which the two people were leaving and asked involuntarily.
Although he was shocked, he guessed that Mu Feng might have hidden his own strength, so he stopped worrying about it.
"Follow me." Mu Feng said calmly.
Although he had no grievances against these two monks and he would not do anything to them, he still had to avoid them.
After all, if something happened, it would be bad to spread the news about Long Xulan, so we had to avoid the sight of these two people as much as possible.
They followed all the way behind and finally arrived at a place outside the valley, where many people were waiting for them.
When he saw these people, Mu Feng suddenly revealed a strong murderous intent!
The old beggar on the side felt that his hands and feet were cold, so he quickly took a few steps away and distanced himself from Mu Feng.
Because among those people, the two leading people were wearing blue robes, and the following people were all wearing black robes, which looked very strange.
"Are they Wutian people?" the old beggar shouted in a low voice, feeling very shocked in his heart.
Mu Feng nodded slowly: "Why do people from Wutian come here? Aren't they afraid of death?"
Although the Wutian organization acts arrogantly in Kaiyang Shen's country, they don't dare to be too blatant. They will still avoid other monks if they can.
After all, Wutian has a very bad reputation. He is always killing sects and towns, and the monks of Kaiyang Divine Kingdom also hate him very much.
After Wutian's blue robe chatted with the two monks who came out of the valley for a while, they separated immediately. The two monks turned around and returned the same way, while Wutian's people also slowly left the place.
"Is it that simple?" Mu Feng frowned. He thought Wutian's people wanted to massacre the monks in the valley. It seemed that he was overthinking.
People without heaven don’t just know how to kill.