For two full months, Feng Jueyu and Qing Quanzi, like the scavengers at the bottom of the great world, wandered through famous mountains and rivers, and in the mountains and ridges. They had the simplest and most profound thoughts.
The purpose of greed is to find the treasures of heaven and earth that can help improve spiritual practice from this ancient land with an unknown long history. However, he did not expect the scale and danger of this ancient land of fantasy ruins.
far exceeded their expectationsg.
In the past two months, they have experienced no less than a hundred battles with zombie monsters. At least, they will experience one battle a day. If they are lucky, they will encounter only small groups of stragglers or those who stand in front of them.
Most of the time, they would encounter four or five battles a day. They basically spent the whole day dealing with large groups of zombie monsters and zombie kings. They moved forward unyieldingly in order to prove the truth, even though they had retreated countless times.
and the idea of giving up, ultimately letting greed and eagerness take the initiative.
They walked all the way like this, harvesting the so-called remnants of artifacts and collecting Yuan stones that only true gods were qualified to use. At first, it was worth cheering, but as time went by, they discovered that these
The so-called treasures actually do not have such commendable use value once they are in hand.
The so-called remnants of artifacts are indeed materials they have never encountered before for training weapons, but these remnants can neither condense the spirit of the weapon, nor can they shed blood to identify their masters. They can only be used as sharp weapons to kill zombie monsters.
Other than that, it has no practical effect.
As for the Yuan Stone, many people are unable to extract the energy from it that can increase their cultivation. Holding it in their hands is more like a luxury item used by the rich to show off their family background and wealth.
Gradually, their patience was tempered and their excitement cooled down. In addition, along the way, casualties increased, and many people gave up. If Qing Quanzi had not always insisted on persisting until the end, I am afraid that not even a month had passed.
More than half of the people will leave the team and return to the great world.
Two months is indeed not a long time, but this feeling of having nothing to gain and always being on tenterhooks is very torturous.
One day two months later, Feng Jueyu followed the team and walked in the vast wilderness. There were burnt black and red clay and rock formations everywhere. There were high mountains all around, but there was no sign of life or vegetation. When he saw the little
Along the streams and rivers, there are some plants that look like thorns, a very small number dotting the black-red scorched earth.
The brown-yellow earth-type spiritual energy fog between heaven and earth has become so dense that basically even those with a supreme level of cultivation cannot see more than ten meters in front of them. The sky is yellow and hazy, and there are quiet servants around.
The only sound that could be heard was the tired and shuffling footsteps of more than a hundred of them, which sounded in a messy manner.
Feng Jueyu walked in the center of the team, secretly opening the Tiandaozhu to collect the brown-yellow mist that filled the sky and the earth.
This mist is earth spiritual energy, which is of higher quality than the edge of the ancient land of Huanxu. At present, it has reached the peerless level and has reached the same quality as Jiyang and Jiyang. In addition, earth
The spiritual energy is also mixed with strong life essence. It is a dual-system origin and is very precious. However, this dual-system origin needs to be purified before it can be further absorbed and refined by the human body. Ordinary practitioners cannot gain any benefit from it.
of.
Feng Jueyu was dragging his tired body while secretly thinking happily. Now everyone is overtired. Many people no longer think about what kind of treasures they will get during this trip. Everyone is worried about their own situation. He is the only one.
, under the protection of the strong fog barrier, you can secretly use the Juyuan Basin to collect these spiritual energy, and then through the refining of the holy artifact, slowly purify the dual-system origin and gather it in the world of Tiandaozhu.
Of course, he did not dare to blatantly absorb this dual-system origin for recovery in front of Qing Quanzi, otherwise it would definitely attract the attention of others.
Although he is now a member of Zhitian Pavilion, he has some secrets that cannot be known to Qing Quanzi and others, such as Tiandaozhu and Juyuanpen, because these secrets are the trump cards he relies on to survive. Once they are revealed,
If it happens to people, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble.
On the scorched black and red bad soil, a group of people walked sparsely, and the team was not neat. Some of them supported each other, and some even carried their injured companions after the recent battle with the zombie demon behind their backs, or used magic weapons.
Dragging it up, walking slowly in the vast and boundless wilderness, running towards the unknown future, searching with blank eyes.
As he walked, Feng Jueyu looked back at the team in the Qixia Realm, his eyes flashing with loneliness and helplessness. He took out a healing elixir he had obtained in the Discord Realm and pondered silently for a moment.
Holding the elixir in hand, he walked to the back of the team and came to an Eastern Territory sect leader.
This person and Xiao Hongzhang were holding a magical instrument on it. They were lying flat on the magical instrument, breathing weakly.
"Sect Master Xu, take this elixir..." Feng Jueyu walked over and handed the elixir to Sect Master Xu.
Xu Zongzhu's lips were dry and his face was pale. He looked at Feng Jueyu weakly, with a flash of gratitude in his eyes, but he did not answer, but said weakly: "Alliance Leader, I can still do it, there are not many pills left.
Just use it sparingly, the injuries on my body are not fatal enough."
Everyone turned their heads and looked over. Some people swallowed their throats and stared at the elixir in Feng Jueyu's hand. Others had greed in their eyes and looked at the elixir with ill intentions.
Two months is not long, and everyone was fully prepared before coming, but no one expected that the number of zombie monsters in the Ancient Land of Fantasy Ruins would be so large and difficult to deal with, and then during the battle, the amount of elixirs would be consumed incomparably.
Huge, by this time, almost most people don't have much elixirs on their bodies, especially healing elixirs, which are even more precious.
No one carries a world with him like Feng Jueyu, which can contain everything in the world. But even so, the pills he consumed are huge, and now there are very few left. He has even begun to use the pills he collected when he was in the world of disorder.
Some precious elixirs are used to heal injuries or replenish physical strength.
Feeling the greedy and even predatory looks from all around, Feng Jueyu suddenly glared away at the surroundings. Many people felt Feng Jueyu's hostility and subconsciously turned their gaze back, but some people didn't want to at all.
Afraid of his sight, she still stared at the elixir.
"Sect Master Xu is seriously injured and is in urgent need of good medicine. This elixir belongs to him. Who wants to steal it?"
In the same team, everyone must be controlled by Qing Quanzi and listen to his orders, but obviously the team is not united, and some people began to have evil thoughts.
After saying that, it was effective. Many people looked away. Feng Jueyu turned around and brought the elixir to Sect Master Xu's mouth and said: "Eat it quickly. There are not many elixirs left now. Many people
I’m starting to think about pills, because if something happens, you won’t even be able to protect yourself.”
Sect Master Xu was stunned for a moment, then he took the elixir with trembling hands and put it to his mouth. He looked at Feng Jueyu and said, "Leader, thank you. From now on, my life, Xu Cong's, will be yours."
"Don't say such things, eat quickly." Feng Jueyu stood beside Xu Cong and urged, his sharp eyes also wary of those companions with malicious intentions around him.
It's about life, what kind of love, and the camp is fragile and vulnerable. Although there are no major differences or conflicts between Zhitian Pavilion and people from the Three Realms, the phenomenon of centrifugation has appeared, so we can't give enough trust as before, even if we are ourselves.
People should also be careful.
"Xiaoyu, come here..." Mo Xicheng took two steps back and waved to Feng Jueyu.
Feng Jueyu patted Xu Cong's shoulder and walked forward a few steps quickly. At this time, Qing Quanzi, Huo Xingyun, Di Rong, Ji Tao... some people's eyes were cast towards him one after another, with complex meanings of dying.
After a moment, he turned his head away again and continued on his way.
Feng Jueyu came to Mo Xicheng's side. The Binghai Emperor, who always paid attention to his appearance, had slightly messy hair at the moment. Under the yellow mist, Mo Xicheng stepped forward and said: "There is something wrong with Cao Sheng's situation. Please look for
Let’s take a chance and send him to Tiandaozhu.”
Mo Xicheng knew about the existence of Tiandaozhu, and Mo Dizun, who had always been arrogant, had no intention of competing for it, but it would not be possible for someone else.
Feng Jueyu looked coldly and quickly walked to one side, where Xiao Hongzhang and Wei Gong were alternately supporting Cao Sheng. Cao Sheng's face was bloodless, and there was a wound on his chest as big as a bowl, and pus was still flowing out.
This was caused when they encountered a large number of zombie monsters three days ago. At that time, Cao Sheng was pierced through the chest by the tail of a zombie monster while trying to save Wei Gong. Fortunately, the heart was missing, otherwise,
He must have died a long time ago. He took a lot of elixirs, but they didn't seem to be very effective. If the elixirs hadn't been hanging all the time, the wound might have festered.
Feng Jueyu walked over to look at the confused Cao Sheng, lowered his head to check his injuries, and said, "Is this poisoning?"
"Well, we just discussed it. He must have been poisoned, otherwise he wouldn't have recovered by now." Xiao Hongzhang said worriedly.
"Wait a minute..." After saying this, Feng Jueyu looked at the team and called, "Yunqing, come here."
Seven-hole Saint Son Yunqing coughed when he heard the sound and walked over.
"Look at him, he seems to be poisoned." Feng Jueyu pointed at Cao Sheng.
Just as Yunqing was about to step forward, at this moment, the crowd passed through a desolate area, and for some reason, bursts of bright silver snow crystals floated down from their heads.
"Is it snowing?" The team paused, and everyone looked up to the sky.
The heavy fog filled the air without any sign of weakening. However, in the hazy brown-yellow fog, some silvery and gray dust floated down from nowhere and came to the world...