"This place is really..." Yan Wuxun didn't know what to say.
This is a cliff valley, no more than ten miles long and not five feet wide, but it is three hundred feet deep, going straight up and down, and even a little inward. If you are at the bottom of the valley and look up, you will see that it is indeed a line.
blue sky.
The place where several people appear now is at the bottom of the cliff. It is overgrown with weeds, there are no tall trees, and the mud and moss are everywhere. You can see the whole place at a glance, and the so-called secret realm is on the cliff on the east side of the valley.
A stone cave is only a few feet away from the bottom of the valley. It is surrounded by vines and moss. If you don't pay attention, you really can't find this kind of place.
Of course, what left Yan Wuxun speechless was not the environment of this desperate valley, but the scattered figures reflected in the sunlight on the cliff.
Those figures were all tied with tough and wear-resistant ropes, and then they carefully came down from the top of the cliff, moving left and right on the cliff, picking the herbs and spiritual plants growing among the rocks one by one, and then put them in the bamboo basket behind them
inside.
Yes, those figures are ordinary people. Just two or three hills outside this desperate valley, there is a small mountain village full of herb collectors. Most of the people rely on the herbs that grow in this desperate valley.
Herbal survival.
"There are so many people coming and going, but no one has discovered this secret place?" Yan Wuxun said helplessly.
"Manpower is sometimes poor. Do you think everyone is like you and can fly around?" Huang Ying raised his head and looked up. "Some ordinary people can go down to a hundred feet, which is the limit. This cliff is still tilted inward. If
If it goes down too deep, I'm afraid I won't be able to get up again."
"Everyone looks after their own family. Since there are enough herbs within a hundred feet for them to pick, they will naturally not continue to explore downwards. When all the herbs on the top of the cliff are picked, maybe they will discover this secret place."
Ning Chen replied, and then quickly imagined the story of a young man from a mountain village who had an unexpected encounter, walked out of the valley, became rich and beautiful, became rich and handsome, went through thousands of tribulations, and finally became a god.
"Standard formula, assembly line production, has a wide audience, but it is easy to be hacked." Ning Chen murmured to himself, getting more and more excited the more he thought about it.
"What are you talking about, Hei?" Yan Wuxun asked curiously.
"Nothing, I'm saying it's getting dark soon. Should we go in now or tomorrow?" Ning Chen shuddered and came to his senses.
"Of course we are going in now. This secret realm is obviously underground. Will it be very bright if we go in during the day?" Yan Wuxun glanced at Ning Chen with disdain.
"..."
Ning Chen's face instantly darkened, Shi Xiuzhu pursed her lips and snickered, Huang Ying was speechless, and then waved his hand and swept Yan Wuxun over, "You go first to explore the way!"
The true energy was like a knife. Of course, those ordinary vines could not block Yan Wuxun's sword energy. They were cut off one after another, revealing a dark hole with a radius of no more than five feet and an unknown depth.
Waves of vague energy fluctuations emitted from the cave, mixed with bits of spiritual energy and slight coercion, began to dissipate within three to five feet of the cave entrance, and gradually weakened until they could no longer be sensed.
Ordinary people cannot sense this wave, but Ning Chen and others are very familiar with this wave. It is the pressure and momentum that low-level monks feel when facing high-level monks.
"Well, it's not that strong?" Yan Wuxun raised his eyebrows.
"Let's go in and have a look." Ning Chen said, his eyes focused, and bursts of starlight emitted from his pupils, "This secret realm is a bit deep, so be careful."
Yan Wuxun nodded. Although he was from a sect, his experience as a casual cultivator in recent years has allowed Yan Wuxun to develop an extremely cautious style of conduct, especially when he goes deep into a secret realm where he knows nothing about. If he is not careful,
, I am afraid that I will die without even knowing how I died.
As Ning Chen said just now, this secret realm is much deeper than everyone thought. The cave was diagonally downward from the beginning, and ended up twisting and turning in the rocks, and no one knew where it led.
"Speaking of which, the stone walls of this cave do not look like they were formed naturally, but more like they were made by monks." Yan Wuxun observed the surroundings as he walked, and his spiritual sense cautiously reached forward.
"So, this so-called secret realm may be the cave of a Jindan monk?" Ning Chen said solemnly, "Did he offend the four holy places? Why would he build the cave in such a place?"
"King Yun, how powerful is the pressure of an average Golden Core monk?" Ning Chen asked.
"If you're in the Xudan realm, it's probably only about ten miles away." Huang Ying thought for a while and said.
Yan Wuxun grinned in front, "Ten miles, that's it?"
"But it's so narrow here, maybe it's a little further." As soon as Huang Ying finished speaking, he couldn't help but let out a light sigh, and his expression suddenly became solemn.
"What's wrong?" Ning Chen's eyes flashed, and Yan Wuxun and Shi Xiuzhu instantly became nervous.
It can make the yellow shadow appear so dark. Is there any danger deep in the cave?
Huang Ying's expression was inexplicably complicated, his eyes flickered, and he was silent for a moment.
Ning Chen and Yan Wuxun looked at each other, what is going on?
"Master?" Yan Wuxun called softly.
"Go forward eight or nine miles, and you will find the end of the cave." Huang Ying's tone was somewhat desolate and emotional, "There is the remains of a golden elixir monk, which indeed exudes supreme pressure. If you go any further,
You can feel it after going two or three miles, and the one named Cui Lu from before should also have stopped here."
Ning Chen blinked, not knowing what Huang Ying was feeling. Could it be that he saw a golden elixir monk die inexplicably, and something hurt him for a moment?
Not so much...
Yan Wuxun was also a little curious, but he and Huang Ying were more familiar with each other. As long as they saw the remains of the golden elixir monk, Huang Ying would naturally answer their questions.
So everyone continued to move forward, and the further they advanced, the weirder Yan Wuxun's expression became.
Ning Chen's expression changed. He suddenly discovered that the energy fluctuations in the cave seemed familiar?
"This is..." Ning Chen's eyes flickered and he said softly, "This is the "Nine Clouds Sutra"?"
Huang Ying shook his head, "This is "Qingyun Dafa"."
"Hiss!" Ning Chen couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air and said in shock, "Is this the leader of the Qingyun Sect from the previous generation?"
"It's not wrong. I have read the sect's classics. The previous sect leader suddenly disappeared two hundred years ago and there is no news. He was not even four hundred years old at that time." Yan Wuxun said.
"Judging from the neighbors or opponents around Qingyun Sect at that time, no one had the ability to quietly kill the leader, so there were two voices in the sect at that time." Yan Wuxun continued, "One is the Golden Elixir from the Central Region.
It was done by monks in the middle or even later stages.
The other one was invited by the leader’s friends in the Central Region. The leader didn’t have time to notify the people in the church at that time, and he didn’t expect that he would never return.”
Huang Ying breathed a sigh of relief, "Now it seems that it should be the second type."