Xianming and Xianming looked at each other, and Xianming smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, but we don't know what the danger is." He felt like a fool.
Not only did he think he was a fool, but Guo Twelve and the other three also felt the same. This guy was a fool. Since he wanted to enter this secret realm, he didn't understand anything. He was all vague and didn't know them.
Why do you have to come in?
Xian Ming blushed deeply, but fortunately he was still thick-skinned, and murmured: "Actually, it's not our fault. Each family has blocked the news. It's not easy for us to find out so much."
Only then did Guo Twelve have time to look at the surrounding environment.
There were no plants, soil and stones on the ground in the traditional sense, but a black substance like coal. Guo Twelve fell to the ground, reached out and grabbed a handful of black mud, and asked curiously: "What is this?"
The black mud was exuding a faint black mist in the palm of his hand. He suddenly remembered the black mist in the bloody secret realm, but the black mist in the black mud did not rise. Guo Twelve squeezed it hard, and the black mud immediately shattered and transformed.
It forms a thick black mist, but does not disperse. It still looks like a ball of black mud, and gradually condenses into a black mud shape.
The handsome old man suddenly popped his head and said: "Niches are shade-covering mud! I don't even know how to describe your luck. This is fucking niche shade-shielding mud!"
Xian Ming and Xian Ming were frightened by the handsome old man emerging from Guo Twelve's head. The two of them backed away. Xian Ming screamed strangely: "What is that?"
The handsome old man raised his head and said: "I am a handsome old man, not someone else!"
Guo Twelve snorted, this old guy is really not a thing sometimes.
The Eagle Demon suppressed his laughter and said: "Bright, bright, don't worry about that!"
Xian Ming and Xian Liang didn't dare to say anything and looked at Guo Twelve with strange eyes. They couldn't figure out what it was for a while. With their knowledge, it was impossible for them to know the existence of the sacrifice spirit.
The handsome old man said: "Fly along here and there, fast"
Guo Twelve flew up in response and flew in the direction guided by the handsome old man. The Eagle Demon shouted: "Follow me!"
There is flowing black water on the ground. In fact, it is not water, but melted black mud.
Guo Twelve was flying, but he was thinking about what niche shade mud was. He quickly searched in the inherited memory, but found nothing. There was no record of niche shade mud in the inherited memory.
Black water gradually gathered on the ground. The handsome old man pointed not far away and said: "Stop right there!" Not far away, the black water gathered into a small pond. Guo Twelve asked: "What's the use of that?"
The handsome old man smiled and said: "I didn't expect such a thing. Hehe, once you encounter it, you can't let it go."
Xian Ming and Xian Liang looked at it dumbfounded. Guo Twelve's current image was extremely weird. He seemed to have two heads, and a hand popped out from time to time. It was not only weird, but also scary. You must know that the image condensed by the handsome old man has already
No different from real people.
Guo Twelve fell down and stepped on the black water. The black water immediately covered his knees, and it felt like he was stepping on mud. He stretched out his hand and stirred in the black water, and a large amount of black mist rose up. Before he left the black water,
One foot away, it fell again and did not spread into the air. It seemed to be very heavy.
The handsome old man smiled and said: "Niche shade mud is only produced in extreme secret realms. Its function can enhance the soul. You no longer need to use this thing to enhance the soul, but this thing is also the enhancement needed for the soul altar. It is rare, but
Hehe, this requires special means to refine."
Guo Twelve didn't know how to refine it at all. He just wanted to know the benefits of the niche shade mud and how to collect it. After digging it out, he put it into the talisman bag. He asked: "Do you want to dig it out?"
The handsome old man sneered and said: "How much can you collect?" Then he said: "Even if you dig up all the shading mud around the niches and store it, hey, how much can you dig out? Let's talk about this yin mud water, even if you collect all
If you collect it and truly refine it, you can only purify about a thousand drops. If you refine it, you can get at most dozens of drops, which is not enough for your own use."
Xian Ming and Xian Liang were actively collecting the talisman bags. They couldn't help but stop when they heard the words. They looked at each other. After a while, Xian Liang asked: "Master, how should we collect?"
The handsome old man said: "You also want to collect? Pull them down! You are the junior great saint masters, what's the use of collecting this? You should practice honestly, sitting on the shaded mud in the niche to practice, it is a hundred times better than outside, eh
, I estimate that I can reach the intermediate level of Great Sage Master."
Xianming and Xianming looked at each other and saluted together: "Thank you, sir." The two of them were very honest and immediately found an open space to sit down and began to practice.
The handsome old man said: "Don't be in the open space, find a place where the black water gathers, and bury your body directly in it to practice. The effect will be better."
Guo Twelve said: "Uncle Luo, you go too!"
Luo Zhan flew away in response, and he went to search for the place where the black water gathered. Xian Ming and Xian Liang also flew out. This kind of opportunity is too rare. Although they don't know what niche shade mud is, it can improve their souls.
, this kind of good thing can't be encountered outside. If you don't seize this opportunity, you will be really stupid.
The handsome old man said: "Release Gu Molian."
Guo Twelve smiled and said: "Okay, I'll leave it all to you." With the help of the handsome old man, he didn't know how much peace of mind he would have.
The Eagle Demon said: "I'm here to alert the guards."
Guo Twelve released the ancient ink lotus. The handsome old man smiled and said: "Don't be idle, I will give you this inheritance, how to refine and purify the shrine shade mud. Once you learn it, you can refine it too."
At the entrance to the Huntian Secret Realm, a dozen altar masters have completely controlled the situation, killing more than 300 great saints and injuring countless great saints who wanted to fish in troubled waters.
Qi Niantan is the ancestor of the Tan family. He founded the Tan family. He owns a three-layer real altar and is considered a super master among various small families and sects. This time he specially brought several members of the family with him.
A senior great saint master, as well as other great saint masters from vassal families, as well as a large number of junior and intermediate great saint masters, hope to get the opportunity to enter the secret realm.
After prior discussion, hundreds of small families and sects have already divided the quotas for entry, and have also negotiated with the four ancient families. As long as people from the four ancient families enter, the remaining quotas will belong to them. Unexpectedly, a group of
The Great Holy Master took advantage of the chaos and rushed in. Finally, he calculated that a total of sixty-seven of their senior Great Holy Master quotas had been consumed.
Qi Niantan was so angry that he went on a killing spree at the entrance to the secret realm. He killed wildly, scaring away those great saint masters who desperately wanted to enter. The remaining places were no longer enough. A dozen altar masters controlled the entrance to the secret realm.
They began to quarrel endlessly. Each family wanted to get a quota to enter. It turned out that the agreed quota was no longer enough.
A virtual altar master said: "Sir, our family must have seven quotas!"
Another master of the first-level physical altar said: "We have thirteen entry quotas, Mr. Qi, you can't reduce it!"
Qi Niantan's eyes flashed fiercely as he said: "There are only so many places. The four ancient families took over two hundred more places this time, and they were rushed in by a group of damn great saint masters! Now there are only a few places left.
There are so many bets, what are you going to do? If you ask me for a quota, who will I ask for?"
A virtual altar master said: "I have a way to get more places!"
Qi Niantan said: "Amigo, what can you do? Say it quickly!"
Amygo said calmly: "We can't touch the people of the four ancient families, but can't we touch the great saint masters who rushed in? Send people into the secret realm to kill them. As long as the entrance to the secret realm is not closed, the quota
You can take it back!"
Qi Niantan's eyes lit up and he said: "What a great idea! Haha, as long as we don't move the four ancient families, others will be killed when they see it. Hum, very good, I agree! Send out the most powerful senior saint master
, their mission is to hunt down and try to get these spots back."
Amygo said: "Our family has four senior great saint masters, all of whom are experienced in actual combat."
Another virtual altar master said: "Our family has three high-level saint masters!"
Qi Niantan said: "Don't look for those who are weak. I want professionals who are particularly good at fighting. By the way, don't try to take advantage of the opportunity to get more people in. We are all acquaintances, so don't play tricks! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Eighty places were quickly gathered, and Qi Niantan said: "Divide into twenty groups, and your task is to kill those guys who sneak in. I have a talisman here. If you kill a senior Great Saint Master, you will be released."
A talisman, while the secret realm is still open, these talismans can come back."
Emigo said coldly: "This is your opportunity, and it is also our opportunity. Remember to kill the opponent as much as possible. If you can't kill him, you will die yourself! You might as well free up your spot!"
Eighty senior great saint masters, one by one, roared with murderous intent: "Kill them all! Kill them all!"
Then there was the allocation of quotas for the eighty Great Saint Masters, and there was another quarrel. The families fought with each other like cockfighting cocks. Finally, under the coordination of Qi Niantan, two hundred and forty middle and low-level people were settled.
The quota of the Great Saint Master.
Qi Niantan said fiercely: "In addition to the original rules, whoever can kill one more will get one more spot. Fight for it yourself. Okay, let's go!"
Group after group of great saint masters entered the secret realm.
Qi Niantan said unhappily: "The four ancient families occupy too many places!"
Emigo said: "Are you going to reason with them?"
Qi Niantan shook his head and said: "I don't want to die. You also know how domineering they are."
Guo Twelve didn't know that someone had entered the secret realm to hunt him down. He was still familiar with the inheritance given by the handsome old man, and couldn't help but marvel at the handsome old man's vast knowledge. Niche shade mud is not a necessity for building an altar, but it can improve the quality of the virtual altar.
After this thing is purified, it can also be used in real altars. It has a similar effect to the magic liquid and can cleanse the altar.