Several spaceships arrived in succession, all of them were famous sects in the world of cultivation, and they were all heading for the small secret realm of the Black Mist Mountains.
Seeing this, the powerful people who wanted to seize the rare treasure couldn't help but smile bitterly, turned around and left.
Not to mention that they can't investigate the origin of the exotic treasure for the time being. Even if the exotic treasure is born, with so many elders from big sects there, they will definitely not have a share in it.
It's better to leave early to avoid getting into trouble.
After they left, the disciples of the sect landed and gathered together. Before they could chat for a few more minutes, another vision suddenly came from the sky.
There was only a "bang" sound, and a door opened in mid-air - the small secret realm was opened!
[Ding~ The small secret realm of the Black Mist Mountain Range has been opened, do you want to enter? 】
"Enter."
Qiao Jinhuan clicked, looked at Yin Qingtang beside him, and both set out to go in with perfect understanding.
Seeing them moving, many disciples of the sect followed them.
Outside the small secret realm, everything was in chaos.
[Ding~ You found the Netherworld Grass, do you want to pick it? 】
[Ding~ You found the Huangquan flower, did you pick it? 】
[Ding~ You found the ten thousand-year-old blood bodhi, did you pick it...]
Oh~
There are so many good things before you even take two steps. This little secret place is not simple~
"It is indeed a secret realm left by the demon cultivator."
Yin Qingtang glanced at it casually, shook his head and said.
These things are of little use to them, but to demon cultivators they are like heaven. However, it is not impossible to get some and sell them to demon cultivators.
In this world of cultivation, the righteous cultivator and the demonic cultivator can at best dislike each other, but their relationship is actually pretty good.
I wonder if it has something to do with the war ten thousand years ago that only left a few words?
The two of them walked and collected all the way, swallowing no less than three antidote pills in the process, and encountered countless killing arrays.
Yin Qingtang doesn't know much about formations.
But he couldn't stand being surrounded by Qiao Jinhuan, who seemed to understand but was actually very proficient.
"Hiss~ Are we coming out again?"
Yin Qingtang looked at the large formation that had just passed and scratched his head in confusion.
What's going on?
How did he come out of this formation?
"Brother Qingtang is so awesome, he can even break the formation of Black Mist Ancestor!"
Qiao Jinhuan clapped her hands in celebration with an innocent look on her face, as if she was not the one who mentioned Yin Qingtang in the formation just now.
"It's not me." Yin Qingtang shook his head.
"Brother Qingtang, you don't have to hide it from me. It's just that I don't even know that you are proficient in formations."
Qiao Jinhuan looked at him with eyes full of admiration.
All of a sudden, the words Yin Qingtang wanted to explain were stuck in his throat.
After a long while, he still shook his head and said, "I don't know how to form, I'm probably just lucky."
"Wow~ Brother Qingtang must be a man of great luck and a son of destiny! The inheritance of the ancestor of Black Mist should be yours."
"Not that good."
Yin Qingtang waved his hands repeatedly, but there was a smile on his face that he was not even aware of.
But Qiao Jinhuan really didn't say anything nonsense.
because……
[Ding~ You have arrived at the inheritance place of Black Mist Ancestor.]
The system prompts are really exciting!
She followed the path given by the system and reached the destination in one step without touching anyone in the middle. They were probably all in a ball outside.
After Qiao Jin laughed twice, she pulled Yin Qingtang and walked towards the seemingly inconspicuous hut in front of her.
Before he had even taken two steps, three more killing formations appeared in front of him.
As expected of a demon cultivator, he has many methods.
Qiao Jinhuan was thinking as she leaned closely against Yin Qingtang, "Brother Qingtang, you think the growth of this tree doesn't seem right?"
"Well, go this way."
Yin Qingtang took the lead and walked forward, keeping Qiao Jinhuan firmly behind him.
After about a quarter of an hour, the two of them walked out of the killing array.
What he saw outside the killing array was just an inconspicuous hut. When he came closer, the hut suddenly turned into a magnificent palace.
Outside the main hall, there are two lifelike carved black dragons, made of black heart stone, exuding a seemingly invisible black energy.
Don't underestimate this thing. If you are not careful, you will fall into the trap and fall into an illusion and never wake up.
The two of them swallowed another PoWan Dan before continuing to walk inside.
As soon as the front foot entered the hall, it fell straight down the next second. There was still a sharp gravel at the bottom, which almost killed the two monks.
"Ancestor Black Mist's temper is definitely very bad."
Qiao Jinhuan reached out to help Yin Qingtang, who was injured all over from the fall, and asked worriedly, "Brother Qingtang, are you okay?"
"It doesn't matter."
Yin Qingtang shook his head slightly, but he actually agreed with Qiao Jinhuan's words.
After all, what good man would dig a hole behind a threshold?
This is too deceiving.
[Ding~ Arrival at the Underground Palace of Heritage.]
Underground palace?
Qiao Jinhuan glanced around casually, her brows twitching for a while. If her experience was no problem, then there would be problems on this road!
Formations, mechanisms, poisons...
Tsk tsk tsk, the ancestor of Black Mist doesn’t want to have a successor at all, right?
Even if there is, he should be tortured to death by himself.
"Be careful, I always feel like something is not right about this place."
Yin Qingtang said very cautiously.
Behind them is the wall, and the hole above has been closed. Now there is only one way in front of them, which is to go forward.
The road ahead is also very strangely constructed. Sometimes it is a flat avenue, and sometimes it is a winding path. It makes people a little afraid to walk on it.
The two of them didn't hesitate too much and got on the road.
Ancestor Black Mist is indeed a talent.
On the flat road, there are really no ambushes at all, making people walk in fear; on the narrow path, there are poisonous insects and flying arrows. The wall behind can actually shoot flying knives, and the walls on both sides can spray poisonous mist.
,flame.
It’s so exciting!
If it weren't for Qiao Jinhuan's rich experience and Yin Qingtang's caution, he would really be stuck here.
As for Qiao Jinhuan...
There is still no room for her stubborn life in this place.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the two finally came to an ordinary small platform. There was a skeleton on the platform, and the bones were black and purple.
The two of them were really frightened by being tricked, and neither of them stepped forward.
At that moment, an old voice suddenly sounded, "Hey, there are two little guys who can pass my test?"
Looking up, a figure appeared in mid-air. The person was completely covered by a black robe. He had an old face, white hair and red eyes. Just a trace of residual consciousness could make people breathless.
In his prime, it's hard to imagine how powerful he would have been.
[Ding~ Congratulations to the player for discovering the remnant soul of the Black Mist Ancestor, which inspired the side mission—the secret of the dissipation of spiritual energy. The mission progress is 10%.]
Qiao Jinhuan slightly raised her lips, "Are you the Ancestor of Black Mist?"
"Yes, it is me. I didn't expect that someone would still remember me after so long. I am very optimistic about you, but I only have one copy of my inheritance."
Ancestor Black Mist smiled and pointed at Yin Qingtang playfully, "How about this, if you kill him, you can get all the inheritance of this deity. At that time, the entire cultivation world will respect you!"