I asked this casually, but I didn't expect that I asked the right question.
Regarding this devil's beard pollen, now he is completely at a loss and has no clue.
If Jin Luer knew, it would really be a big help.
Sure enough, just listen to Jin Luer's words.
"Demon Whisker Pollen, I seem to have an impression."
"I don't remember how long it has been, but I have the impression that I really want to read an ancient book related to the Southern Xinjiang people. There is a record of this magic beard pollen in it, but I don't know what it is specifically!"
"Southern Xinjiang?"
Wu Yun's pupils shrank slightly.
Lost in memories.
He is no stranger to the word "Southern Xinjiang".
In other words, to the people of the entire Manghuang Continent, the Southern Xinjiang people are no strangers.
There is even a taboo.
Rarely mentioned.
Or rather, they dare not mention it.
To a certain extent, it is a tribe that is exactly the same as the angel tribe.
But the difference is that the angels live alone in the world because no one can break the barrier of their elemental power.
The reason why the Southern Xinjiang tribe can live alone in the world is because the cultivators in the Wilderness Continent do not dare to provoke these people.
And they rarely come out.
But it is said that every time they come out, they bring about a wave of turmoil and bloodshed.
They live in the Hundred Thousand Mountains outside the Wilderness Continent.
That area is very vast.
It is the paradise of Warcraft and the world of the Southern Xinjiang people.
It is said that hundreds of years ago.
Once under the command of the Martial Arts Palace, thousands of forces from the Northern Continent gathered to take over the territory of the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the Southern Border.
But I never thought about these thousands of forces and millions of people.
There are countless top experts.
But it is such a huge group of forces that can sweep across most of the wilderness.
However, they were defeated by a Southern Xinjiang tribe with less than 100,000 people and were helpless.
It was also from then on that the Southern Xinjiang people's Gu insect skills became so famous that no one dared to offend them.
And just a few years ago, when we were in the Southern Continent.
Wu Yun has also dealt with these so-called Southern Xinjiang people.
However, those are just a branch that escaped from the southern Xinjiang ethnic group.
Known as Miao territory.
But their voodoo skills are also quite powerful.
It's just a branch, but it's already so powerful.
Those true Southern Xinjiang tribes can survive and live in that barbaric land and hundreds of thousands of mountains without being invaded by monsters.
No one even dares to mess with him.
Their horror is self-evident.
If this trip to search for devil beard pollen was to go to southern Xinjiang, even Wu Yun would feel as if his scalp was numb and his heart was palpitating.
After thinking for a while, he asked.
"You mean, the devil's beard pollen is in the Shiwan Mountains in southern Xinjiang?"
"Huh? That's what the ancient book says. I don't know the rest."
Jin Luer nodded.
Wu Yun took a deep breath, and his face gradually became ugly.
"knew!"
"Are you going to southern Xinjiang? Those people are very scary. There are some simple records in ancient books, saying that they are good at controlling all kinds of insects and poisons, and are extremely difficult to deal with."
"Years ago, there was a king-level six-star strong man from our Angel Clan who wanted to look for something in southern Xinjiang, but was crippled and struggled to escape back."
Jin Luer said worriedly.
"It's okay, I'll just ask, not necessarily."
Wu Yun didn't want anyone to worry about him, so he smiled and then waved his hand.
"Lu'er, father, please take care of me for me. I'll be back in a while, maybe half a year, maybe a year, or a little longer!"
"Huh? Don't worry!"
Jin Luer smiled sweetly.
But no matter how sweet the smile on her face was, it couldn't hide the disappointment in her eyes.
"By the way, this is a weapon that originally belonged to your angel clan. Now, I will return it to its original owner."
Wu Yun took out the angel blood blade from the storage ring and brought it to Jin Luer.
Although he was very reluctant to part with it, it was his belongings after all.
But Jin Luer seemed to see what Wu Yun was thinking, and shook her head and said: "No, you can keep it. This is to repay your kindness for helping our Angel Continent this time."
Wu Yun was stunned. He didn't expect Jin Lu'er to say that.
This Angel Blood Blade is their inherited weapon.
According to the Divine Bell of Creation, if this Angel Blood Blade could be restored to its original state.
But it is comparable to the existence of a holy weapon.
Jin Lu'er was able to give this weapon to herself, and it seemed that she really did not regard herself as an outsider.
After thinking for a moment, Wu Yun accepted it.
After all, the last thing he wants now is such a weapon.
Use it first, and then return it to Jin Luer if she needs it later.
Say goodbye.
Of course, because the barrier needs to be broken.
So Jin Luer sent a White Wing Commander to send Wu Yun away with the boundary-breaking magic weapon.
Wu Yun, who left the barrier and returned to the Northern Continent, looked back.
He sighed slightly and recovered his thoughts.
Looking into the distance, his pupils gradually became darker.
He murmured in his mouth.
"Southern Xinjiang tribe, one hundred thousand mountains!"
"Palace Master Yang, Elder Feng, it seems that for the time being I can't fulfill your mission of going to the Martial Arts Palace to avenge you, but don't worry, I will definitely avenge this revenge for you, and one day I will return to the Danhun Palace!"
After staying for a while, Wu Yun turned around and headed straight for the southern continent.
Although time was tight, Wu Yun was not in a hurry.
This land in southern Xinjiang is no child's play.
If one is not good, it is very likely that he will be buried forever.
Because, he only had a partial understanding of this poison technique from the Miao tribe in the southern continent.
Moreover, countless rumors have shown how terrifying the southern Xinjiang tribe's poisonous technique is.
Wu Yun did not dare to go there blindly.
It is said that only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle.
During this trip, he planned to return to the Southern Continent first to find the Miao ethnic group he once was.
Although they are only a branch of Nanjiang, they must know more about Nanjiang than he does.
It would be best if you could ask something from their mouths.
After running all the way and taking nearly half a month, Wu Yun returned to the Southern Continent.
Found the original Miao ethnic group.
Unfortunately, everything was not as beautiful as Wu Yun imagined.
The entire Miao village is now in ruins and has been abandoned for at least two years.
I don’t know if they migrated or were exterminated.
A desolate place.
Wu Yun was a little disappointed. It seemed that it was impossible to ask anything from them.
But Wu Yun was not in a hurry to leave.
He used his physical skills to search the entire village in detail.
Hope to find some clues.
Or any information about southern Xinjiang.
But, unfortunately, he found nothing.
After rummaging through the entire village, the only item I found that was of some use was a token symbolizing the Miao ethnic group.
This thing was of no use, but Wu Yun thought about it and put it away.
What if it can work?
After adjusting his mentality slightly, Wu Yun flew away from here.
Next stop, Southern Xinjiang, Hundred Thousand Mountains!