Even after returning, Fu Yunshan took the initiative to find Zhuge Yun and Kong Huan, and proudly showed them the magical effects of black mist.
Kong Huan withdrew his consciousness in shock, "Senior sister, where did you get this terrible thing from?"
"Rift Valley."
Fu Yunshan replied with a smile, and put away the black mist in a good mood.
"Gale Valley?"
Kong Huan was surprised, "Why did you go there?"
"Why can't I go? Even if I wander around the outside, there's no danger."
There are mostly monster beasts in the middle and late stages of foundation building around the Rift Valley. Although those monsters have mutated and are not the same as those in the outside world, they are not faster than her.
Kong Huan was moved, "Why don't you take me with you? I will go with you next time!"
Although I don’t know the origin of this mysterious black mist, just because it can swallow spiritual consciousness, I know it is not far behind.
If you can pick up such good things at will, wouldn't the Rift Valley become a treasure?
"Okay, then will Senior Brother Zhuge go?"
Xu Chunniang naturally had no problem. She had been wandering around the outskirts of Rift Valley for a few days, and she had a general understanding of the distribution of monsters in the outskirts.
As long as you avoid a few nests, you can basically go to other places.
Zhuge Yun nodded. He had already seen the effect of the mysterious black mist. It felt a bit like the legendary God-Eating Mist that only existed for geniuses outside the world.
This kind of fog can erode the spiritual consciousness. Once the spiritual consciousness is eroded, it must be cut off as soon as possible, otherwise it will continue to expand the scope of the erosion and eventually devour the soul, which is very strange and unpredictable.
He told the other three people about his suspicions, and when they heard it, they also felt that the two were somewhat similar.
Kong Huan was a little confused, "It's just the God-eating fog in the sky. Why does it appear in the Rift Valley?"
"Have you forgotten that the entire false world is in the outer world? There may be one or two space gaps deep in the Rift Valley, and the God-Eating Mist drifts in from there."
Zhuge Yun analyzed rationally.
Fu Yunshan's heart moved, "Is it possible that the old man in black robe just wants to leave from Rift Valley?"
If there is a crack in space, you can follow the crack and leave the false world.
Zhuge Yun was startled for a moment, then really thought about this possibility, and then shook his head.
"It's impossible. Let's not talk about how dangerous it is to pass through the space rift. Even if you pass it smoothly, the outer sky that connects the space rift has a very harsh environment. Even the power of transforming gods is dangerous."
Xu Chunniang agreed with Zhuge Yun's statement in her heart. If a Nascent Soul cultivator rushes into the outer world, he will escape death. The black-robed old man's cultivation level does not exceed that of Nascent Soul. Taking the risk of passing through the space crack is tantamount to courting death.
He should have other ways to leave.
After the few people chatted, they agreed to go to Rift Valley again the next day.
"Not in the future, because now I have to go to the battle hall to challenge."
Kong Huan nodded, "I was planning to go with my senior brother, but I happened to be delayed when you two came back."
"Well, we can only wait until you recover from your injuries after the challenge."
Fu Yunshan curled her lips, fearing that she would be busy again after Zhuge Yun finished fighting.
Xu Chunniang came back from Rift Valley and was originally going to rest, but she didn't want to miss the battle between the two sword cultivators, so the four of them headed towards the battle hall in tacit agreement.
Bingsan's sword intention is very strong, but his cultivation is too suppressed, and he only has one level of foundation building. Zhuge Yun has already built eight levels of foundation, and his own swordsmanship is not weak.
After half a fight, Zhuge Yun held the sword, retreated and distanced himself, and said lightly to Bingsan, "Why don't you raise your cultivation level to the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, otherwise you won't be able to keep up with the speed of my sword."
Bingsan laughed angrily. His hand holding the sword was always steady, but his eyes were cold. "Are you sure you want me to fight you with a fourth-level foundation cultivation?"
Zhuge Yun just nodded.
That day, he stood aside and watched the battle. Xu Chunniang's last battle was against Bingsan who was on the fourth floor of the foundation building.
This cultivation level can ensure that he can use exquisite sword intentions and powerful sword moves, but it will be limited by his cultivation level and will not kill him with one blow.
It's perfect for him to be used as an opponent.
The smile on Bingsan's face gradually deepened, the aura on his body suddenly rose, and a sword strike that was twice as powerful as before came suddenly.
Zhuge Yun's body instantly became excited, like the excitement and trembling of meeting a powerful opponent. His blood was boiling, and even his breath was full of heat.
He waved his sword and the seemingly weak green sword light actually blocked the opponent's powerful sword move.
"Senior Brother Zhuge, you are so strong!"
Kong Huan was dazzled and fascinated by what he saw.
He has always known that he is not a swordsman genius, but he is just a little more persistent than others.
Senior Brother Zhuge is the real genius of swordsmanship. He has extremely high knowledge of swordsmanship at a young age.
Given time, he will surely understand his own sword intention.
Xu Chunniang was also fixated on her, her eyes were fixed and she followed every move in the field.
Different from the fight between her and Bingsan, the two were in a real head-on battle, with dozens of rounds going on in a short period of time.
Fu Yunshan tried hard to read it for a while, but couldn't understand it.
But she didn't care, her talent was not in this area.
The high-intensity battle on the field continues, and the situation is quite evenly matched.
Bingsan was very angry. Although his current cultivation level was four levels lower than the comparison, it was only a few small levels.
With his sword intent, he can kill anyone who has completed the Foundation Establishment, let alone a monk with an eighth-level Foundation Establishment?
It was obvious that the opponent had not understood the sword's intention, but he could catch all his sword moves. He almost suspected that the sword in the opponent's hand had a sword spirit!
But Bingsan knew that although the sword in his hand was a high-quality magical weapon, there was no sword spirit in it.
Bingsan finally ran out of energy and exhausted all his energy, but he didn't win.
Although he didn't lose either, the opponent's situation was not much better than his.
But he still couldn't accept this result.
He was defeated by the female cultivator before because she was too slippery and he didn't even bother to care.
As long as winning or losing in kendo is what he really cares about.
Bingsan restored his cultivation to the Nascent Soul stage and stared coldly at the sword cultivator not far away.
As long as he wants to, he can destroy his opponent with just a raise of his hand, with his true cultivation and sword intent.
Zhuge Yun sensed the crisis, calmly asked for a truce, and was instantly teleported out of the arena.
Bingsan watched him leave, curling her lips and smiling wildly, "I'll wait here for you to come again."
On the way back, Fu Yunshan glanced at Zhuge Yun uneasily.
"That Bingsan... seems to have a grudge against you. Will he kill you even if he violates the rules next time?"
"Who knows, I have no plans to go again."
Zhuge Yun coughed lightly, a smile flowing from his eyes.
After the battle just now, he gained a lot, and even his cultivation level was loosened.
He plans to go into seclusion as soon as he returns. I'm afraid he won't go to the war hall for a long time.