Dingming Mountain, a steady stream of Yin Qi was attracted, turning into a huge vortex in the sky and pouring down.
On the top of the mountain, Heishan was slashed by Wu Sheng with a sword. Heishan, who fell into a state similar to enlightenment, continued to absorb the same treasures one after another.
Under normal circumstances, due to the weak cultivation base, the Wusheng Wisdom Sword is not that helpful to Heishan. Fortunately, Heishan has a deep accumulation and the blessing of the right time and place, so the final effect is still good.
This era is the era of ghosts. Although the changes in the outside world are not as obvious as those in Yinmingtian, they cannot be underestimated. Many Yinming rare treasures and even immortal treasures have been born.
Many of these items were circulated in the Dream Palace. After making the decision to push Heishan's cultivation to perfection in 120,000 years, Wu Mian, as a member of the Yuan Chen Society, collected such treasures in the Dream Palace. Fortunately, Longhu Mountain has accumulated a lot of knowledge over the years, otherwise it would be impossible to acquire so many treasures at once in a short period of time. But even so, Longhu Mountain paid a heavy price, including a six-eared treasure.
The Yuan Shen Armor, which was finally refined and is comparable to a top-grade Taoist weapon, can help monks resist the ninth thunder tribulation and increase the possibility of achieving Pure Yang.
In the end, this treasure was taken by the pseudo-immortal resident in the Dream Palace, Wu Ma from the Twelve Yuan Chen Meeting. One of the items he took was three mature ninth-grade Yinming-like spiritual grasses. Others could not compare with him at all.
The background of being a pseudo-immortal for many years can be seen.
In fact, the simplest way should be to kill a monster with 120,000 years of cultivation, and then use the Tianjun Furnace to refine the Demon Extraction Pill, but it is a pity that such monsters are either in the outside world or in the underworld.
It is very rare during the day.
And even if you find it, you may not be able to kill it successfully. It is still possible that you cannot win and run away.
Time passed, and it was ten days in a flash. The sleeping Black Mountain woke up and swallowed the Yin Qi all over the sky in one gulp. A mighty and perfect breath filled the air from its body, and its understanding of the true meaning of the underworld was infinitely closer.
Yu Shifen.
Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi was thoughtful.
"It seems that the perfection of the true meaning of the avenue is more difficult than I expected. With Heishan's accumulation and Wu Sheng's help, it cannot be achieved overnight, but Heishan's current strength is enough."
With a decision in his mind, Zhang Chunyi was unwilling to delay any longer.
After returning to the living world and resting for a month to wash away Yin Mingtian's aura, Zhang Chunyi and Wu Mian entered Yin Mingtian again after Heishan truly mastered his power.
This time their purpose is to cross the River of Death and go deep into the black wasteland to find those powerful ghosts and monsters for hunting.
Half a year later, in a valley barren of grass, as the mountain whip fell, a ghost with a hundred thousand years of cultivation fell to the ground.
"This ghost's sense of crisis is unexpectedly sharp. Without your Tiangang Technique and Yueyin to cover its aura, and Black Mountain's prison-suppressing magical power to suppress its escape, it might not be easy for us to capture it."
Looking at the fallen ghost, Wu Mian let out a sigh.
Compared with the gray wasteland, the black wasteland is more dangerous. In addition to natural disasters, there are many dangerous places here. Even fake immortals would not dare to enter without knowing it, otherwise they will be in danger of falling.
With no previous experience, in order to hunt down a ghost with 90,000 years of cultivation, they accidentally entered a vicious tomb. Not only did they suffer a lot, but the ghost also ran away in the end.
Hearing this, Zhang Chun nodded.
"This black wasteland is also a colosseum. Although these powerful ghosts have considerable intelligence, they still grow by fighting and devouring. This makes them extraordinarily sensitive to dangerous energy, and most of them have mastered it.
He has very good concealment and escape techniques."
Looking back on his hunting career during this period, Zhang Chunyi felt a little emotional.
Even with the existence of the pseudo-immortal Wumian, their hunting did not go smoothly. The difficulty was not that they could not defeat them, but that they did not give the ghosts any chance to escape. Compared to outsiders like them, how could they survive here?
How old are the ghosts who know how to take advantage of the natural dangers here?
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"Let's go to the next place!"
The sigh in his heart was fleeting, but Zhang Chunyi had no intention of giving up.
Hearing this, Wu Mian nodded.
The next moment, Zhang Chunyi once again activated the Tiangang Method Tongyou, using the Eye of Tongyou to look for traces of ghosts.
Perhaps due to the environment, in this land, no matter how strong or weak, all ghosts maintain the habit of hiding themselves. It is not easy to find them. Fortunately, most ghosts' hiding methods cannot be hidden from Zhang.
The eye of pure emptiness.
Time has passed, and it has been five years. In the past five years, Zhang Chunyi and Wu Mian have entered Yinmingtian for hunting many times. They have had good harvests and encountered some dangers, but overall they are not bad.
The final result is that the souls of Zhang Chunyi and Wu Mian are powerful to the limit of mortal life, and Chi Yan has also advanced his cultivation to 110,000 years thanks to the blessing of a few demon extracting pills, catching up with Black Mountain.
At the same time, in the process, Zhang Chunyi and Wu Mian continued to go deeper and deeper into the black wasteland, walking farther and farther, and their aggressive hunting behavior finally attracted the attention of some beings.
Deep in the black wasteland, a small lake stands quietly here, with clouds and mist lingering around it. It is not as cold and desolate as is common in Yinming Tian, but it is a bit ethereal like a fairy.
The lake water is clear and does not contain any impurities. Various scenes can be seen, but it is difficult to see the bottom because it is unfathomable. On the lake surface, among the misty clouds, there are chains crisscrossing the lake like spider webs.
The entire lake surface is covered with ghost shadows bound on it.
Although these ghosts have fallen into a deep sleep, each of them has an extraordinary momentum, and they are all more than 100,000 years old.
At a certain moment, the calm lake surface was rippled, and a ghost with a bull's head and a body as tall as a mountain climbed up from under the lake. It looked a bit embarrassed, but the aura around it vaguely revealed the slightest hint of danger.
At the same time, outside the lake, a little ghost with a big head, a small body, and a pair of pointed ears suddenly woke up from his nap. It is the one who reports ghosts with ears and is the best at listening.
"Grandpa Niutou, you finally came out. I have something big to report. Over the past few years, humans have somehow entered this Yinmingtian and are hunting ghosts."
It broke in from outside the mist, rolled and crawled on the water, pretending to be anxious, its eyes widened, and the ear-catching ghost opened its mouth and roared, of course it would not say that it had dozed off a lot in the past few years, but it also
This anomaly was noticed only recently.
Hearing this, a cold light suddenly flashed in Niutou's eyes.
"Human? Are you sure you read that correctly?"
Bending down, covered with shadows, eyes like millstones were examining his ears to report ghosts, and the bull head asked.
Feeling this power, the ghost was immediately frightened to death.
Seeing such a scene, Niu Tou frowned slightly, stretched out two fingers and pinched the Ear Reporter Ghost at his fingertips like an ant. At this time, the Ear Reporter Ghost, who was frightened by the power that Niu Tou inadvertently revealed, finally came back.
God is coming.
"That's right, there's absolutely nothing wrong. Grandpa Niutou is a human being. There are two of them. They are very powerful. Even the big ghost with a hundred thousand years of cultivation was defeated by them."
Feeling the groan of the ghost body, the God of Ears quickly roared.
"This is what I heard from other ghosts."
After yelling, I added one more sentence just in case.
Hearing this, Niu Tou frowned. Naturally, he knew very well about the magical power of reporting ghosts through ears, otherwise he would not have taken this cowardly and useless guy under his control. He was the best at listening, although
It is difficult to control accurately, but it is still very useful for collecting intelligence.
Judging from the current situation, it is really possible that humans have broken into this Yinmingtian.
"Yin Mingtian hasn't really appeared in the world yet. How could outsiders come in here? Could it be that someone else has mastered the Yin and Yang Road?"
With endless thoughts, Niutou guessed some possibility.
“And this is the Lord’s pasture, how can we allow others to poach!”
As soon as the thought fell, a fierce light suddenly flashed in Niutou's eyes, making the ghosts tremble in fear.
"Go and find where they are, and then let Hong Yi bring them... No, let Hong Yi and Long Tongue work together to bring them back to me."
Throwing the Ear Report God casually, Niutou gave the order.
Hearing this, he nodded as if pounding garlic, stepped on his short legs, and heard that the ghost was rolling and crawling away.
Watching the reported ghost go away, he withdrew his gaze, glanced at the imprisoned ghosts, and confirmed that there was nothing abnormal. Niutou continued his practice.
He attaches great importance to the intrusion of human beings in Yinmingtian. If he hadn't been able to leave this place lightly, he would have wanted to go and have a look for himself, but it was enough with Hong Yi and Long Tongue to take action.