Chapter 441

Ashes are heavy, spreading like waves, and everything entering it turns gray. Here is a world of black, white and gray. After being stained by the ashes, all colors wither like withered flowers. What remains is a thick carbon color.

In this thick ashes, a group of people walked slowly forward, step by step, and walked extremely cautiously.

The treasure elephant walking in the front suddenly squatted down, which made the alchemists behind them all nervous one after another.

In the Eight Desolations and No Good Places, anything is possible here. No one knows whether the short body of the treasure elephant means that the treasure elephant has found something good or that the treasure elephant has been attacked inexplicably.

When the elixirs gathered carefully, they breathed a sigh of relief and looked surprised.

I saw a small grass emitting a faint fluorescent light at the foot of Baoxiang. The grass looked quite tender. In this black, white and ash world made of ashes, this light green grass was as precious as the only life in the whole world.

However, for the Danes, of course, they would not be moved by this. What was surprised that they all recognized this thing.

This thing is called a louver bud, which relies on absorbing all kinds of qi and veins in the world. Therefore, this thing can survive in the most cruel environment in the world, and even grow vigorously without any impact. It is precisely because of this that this louver bud is rich in a very pure variety of qi and veins. It is an excellent tonic for alchemy. Whether it is used to refine elixirs or eat it directly, there are only benefits and no harm.

The most important point is that these louver buds grow in large quantities. One or two louver buds are not very useful to these green elixirs, but if there is a louver bud grass field, then for the alchemist, it will be a fortune if they encounter it.

Baoxiang reached out without hesitation to pull the louver buds off the ground, then waved his sleeves hard, and the ashes on the ground evaporated, and it buzzed, as if the mud and sand sinking at the bottom of the water were rolling open. Everything around suddenly became turbid, and flocculent ashes were everywhere.

Fang Dang clearly saw the louver buds all over the ground through these ashes.

Then the eleven alchemists did not say a word and all began to lean down to pick the loofah buds.

All the alchemists had a very tacit understanding and did not use cultivation methods to harvest the loess buds, otherwise they would probably fight here. After all, if the Baoxiang robe sleeves were swayed again, the Baoxiang could wipe out all the loess buds by one person.

There was also some dirty things in the room, but these alchemists were quite restrained and there was no conflict. Although Baicao Buds were good, they would not have caused these alchemists to lose their big mistakes because of small things.

Of course, Fang Dang would not let go of these blind buds, and began to reach out to collect them.

However, Fang Dang's collection actions were obviously excluded. The Danshe and the Danshe met each other often turned their heads to avoid them. However, no matter the Danshe and Fang Dang met, they all had fierce eyes and forced Fang Dang to move out of the way.

Fang Dang had no objection to this. Once he encountered those wolf-like elixirs, Fang Dang took the initiative to choose to avoid it.

This made the alchemists look down on Fang Dang even more and more.

The alchemists were silent, harvesting the grass buds on the ground like sickles.

This piece of herbaceous bud covers an area of ​​three or four hundred square meters. It was bald in less than a quarter of an hour after the alchemists harvested it.

This is the first time they saw green after they came to Yazihuang.

Fang Dang harvested more than 100 pieces of grass buds, and the rest of the alchemists harvested too many, and the most collected must be at least tens of thousands of pieces.

This harvest made some alchemists a little worried. So many herbs will occupy a lot of storage space in their golden elixir.

However, this kind of trouble is fleeting. After all, harvesting is joyful. After all, they only seek to save their lives and be safe during this trip. It is already a very unexpected thing to harvest Baicaoya in this easy and simple way.

Many alchemists had an assessment of others in their hearts, silently calculating the number of herb buds harvested by the other alchemists. Who collected more and who collected less. But when they thought of Fang Dang, everyone laughed in their hearts. Fang Dang's more than one hundred herb buds were really not enough to even plug the teeth.

However, they were only calculating the number, but did not see that although Fang Dang collected a small number of herb buds, each of them contained a complete root system.

While other alchemists were thinking about the smaller space of their green or blue elixirs, Fang Dang had already instructed Shitou Right Guard to start selecting a piece of gravel in the vast Heavenly Book World to plant these 100 grass buds.

It is better to retreat and build nets than to teach people how to fish. Fang Dang planted the buds of grass in the heavenly books and the earth. It won’t take long to have the endless buds of grass.

Harvesting hundreds of grass buds made the elixirs feel a little more relaxed. Then the elixirs began to move forward again. This time, they became more and more repulsive of Fang Dang, so that Fang Dang was left behind by far.

In the Upper Netherworld, if you have the ability, you can be respected. If you don’t have the ability, that’s shit.

Fang Dang's garbage golden elixir is already enough, and the concession and cowardice that Fang Dang showed when facing these elixirs is even more despised by the golden elixirs like Fang Dang.

The group continued to move slowly in the ashes, as if they were feeling a stone across the river. After all, even the green danshi could not see more than ten meters away in the ashes.

At this time, there were actually already alchemists preparing to go home. After all, they had already obtained the things. No matter how effective Baicaoya was, they did not come in vain. They even gained knowledge and gained benefits. There were explanations for returning to the sect.

Jie Da from Yidan Palace said, "These ashes are so strange. If you ask me, we might as well stop here. You should know that the further we go further, the deeper we go into the depths of the Yazi Wasteland. God knows what kind of weirdness is hidden inside. Blood Hand is the lesson for us to wait for the past."

Jia Yuanjun, who is also a disciple of the Dan Palace, immediately agreed: "Yes, I think we should stop when we see it. I believe that when you come to the Yazi Wasteland, the elders and leaders of the sects have warned you that you are the first to save your life. We are treasures in each sect, and the value of ours is far greater than one or two treasures. Only when we live is the best reward for our respective sects."

I have to say that Jia Yuanjun's words are still very reasonable. These small sects are not like those big sects, with a lot of talents. It is quite difficult for a blue elixir green elixir among these sects. To be honest, even if you get a ground-level magic weapon, you won't exchange it.

In this case, their lives are the most precious treasures.

So stopping when you see good things and stopping in a shallow way is not a manifestation of cowardice, but rather a sense of the current affairs and retreating now, which is not ashamed.

Li Yunnuan, who escaped from the Heavenly Palace among the alchemists, was quite moved by this. After hearing this, he sent a message to Ye Kexin. They were Taoist couples and would discuss with each other when they encountered anything.

However, not everyone is willing to give up at this time. After all, it is not easy to come to Bahuang once. Some people think that their lives are the most precious, but some people think that they are carrying the important task of revitalizing our sect. If they can bring back an innate treasure in this Yazi Wasteland, that is the most beneficial thing for our sect.

Zheng Yue from the Emperor's Gate sneered: "Yidan Palace has always been used to being a turtle with its head-reducing turtle, and withdrawing at this time is in line with their tradition of Yidan Palace."

In fact, Yidan Palace and the Emperor's Gate were brotherly countries, and they had a harmonious relationship with each other in the Shangyou Realm. However, when they were facing the enemy, they had a disagreement. In the end, Yidan Palace retreated before the battle, leaving only the Emperor's Gate and the other party to fight to the death. In the end, the Emperor's Gate suffered heavy losses, and more than 300 alchemists died to only fifty. This made the Emperor's Gate not able to rise again in the long years after that. This directly led to the Emperor's Gate's recession from its original thriving state.

Therefore, there is a complete reason why the Emperor Gate resents Yidan Palace.

Later, Yidan Palace gradually fell under the constant search for trouble by the Emperor's Sect. The two thriving sects gradually became two small sects at the bottom of the sect. Over the long years, the hatred among the two sects gradually escalated, and gradually, the relationship between the two sects was almost no longer possible to be relieved.

At this time, the old things in the Emperor's Sect were brought up again, and Yidan Palace was of course unhappy.

The Emperor's Sect and Yidan Palace were not in the way, and it was a grudge accumulated over generations. Zheng Yue from the Emperor's Sect mocked the disciples of Yidan Palace so much that Jie Dada was immediately furious.

Jie Da was about to take action immediately, but one hand grabbed Jie Da's arm.

Jie Da was stunned and turned his head to look at him. He saw that the senior brother Jia Yuanjun was holding him. He could only groan and remained indifferent to the sarcasm of the Emperor's Sect. The Emperor's Sect had just spoken. After saying a few words, he saw that Yidan Palace did nothing, and in the end the two alchemists at the Emperor's Sect were too lazy to continue to linger.

However, after such delays, everyone did not turn around.

If you know what will happen next, the elixirs will definitely choose to turn around and run away without looking back.

A few dozen miles ahead, there were so many ashes around that they had covered the sky and the sun. Walking in the middle was like a dense forest, with flocs floating everywhere in the sky. These ashes floated in the air like spider webs. Some flocs were dozens of meters long. Here the air became sticky, and the speed of each Danshi was reduced to the extreme. It seemed that every step forward would require a lot of effort to maintain it.

The flocs that were broken by the Danes left behind the people in a strange trajectory, as if they were passing through the viscous mud.

Everyone finally began to retreat. After all, everything here was so strange. Keep moving forward. Even if no monster came out, the turbid and sticky air and the flocy ashes were enough for them to bear.

Just as the elixirs began to retreat, a loud bang suddenly came in front of them, and then the earth began to tremble. A wave of air slowly pushed forward from a distance. The flocs suspended in the air were blown like traces caused by the waves on the beach, spreading layer by layer.

Although the impact of the alchemists was not large and could be ignored, the hearts of the alchemists skipped a beat, because in addition to the loud noise, they also vaguely heard the voices of people. In other words, in front, where the explosion sounded, perhaps some alchemist or a group of alchemists were fighting hard.

Sure enough, another loud bang came, and the viscous air was shaking endlessly by the wind, so that all the scenery around it swayed together.

I have to say that this kind of shaking alone can make people feel creepy.

The elixirs looked at each other and then began to slowly retreat.

No matter which sect the Dans in front are from, it doesn’t matter to them, and saving their lives is the most important thing.

Just as they slowly retreated, there was another loud bang, and the alchemists were shocked because the explosion was actually a hundred meters away from them.

Those alchemists actually came in their direction.

This made the alchemists in front of them frown one by one, and then began to retreat quickly.

Just kidding, if you stay where you are, you may even be involved in an unknown battle.

This kind of struggle must follow death.

The alchemists retreated rapidly, and the alchemists who had been slowly retreating turned around and ran away.

Fang Dang was walking all the way behind, but at this moment it suddenly turned into the front of the queue. He heard loud noises coming from his ears. Fang Dang asked intently what was going on, but another loud noise continued to spread around.

As for the origin of the loud noise, they had no idea at all, because the explosion was too close to them, so close that the separation of life and death was just a stone's throw away.

Then Fang Dang heard a shrill cry clearly: "Blast him to death! Blow him to death! Blow him to death!"

boom!

A huge roar burst violently, and the team where Fang Dang was located was blown up by a huge wave of air, and all the elixirs were blown up together. This shows how strong the explosive force the other party should have.

Fang Dang's ears were buzzing, and the huge explosion made his ears temporarily deaf. Fang Dang could only look at everything around him, everything was happening in the whistle and buzzing thoughts.

Then Fang Dang saw a dansman, a bloody dansman who looked almost crazy. The roar of "blasting him to death, blowing him to death" seemed to come from this dansman.

The alchemist held a true light bead in his hand. At this time, it was the sound of the light bead that produced dozens of thunder, rumbling and slashing against the bloody elixir.

Although this kind of picture is only a moment, it brings a huge mystery to Fang Dang.

Originally, Fang Dang thought the explosion was the elixir attacking the enemy, but now it seems that the violent explosion was not attacking others, but bombarding himself.

This made Fang Dang's back slightly cold. What exactly did the alchemist encounter and would become like this?

Fang Dang escaped from his brief deaf state, and at this moment, there were still rumbling trembling sounds around him, noisy screams, the sound of stones breaking and rolling, and all kinds of sounds gathered together, making Fang Dang unable to get a clear outline of something from it for a moment.

Fortunately, the alchemists around Fang Dang have a good cultivation level. Although Fang Dang was blown away by the explosion and even had a brief hearing in his ears, other alchemists were either blue pills or green pills. With such an explosion, they would not be as embarrassed as Fang Dang.

"It's the Lord of the Divine Sword of Jiuxiao Lei Palace. Is he crazy? Didn't there ten people come to the Bahuang this time? Why are all the other alchemists missing?" Baoxiang obviously had some understanding of Jiuxiao Lei Palace, and he spoke this sentence at this time.

"No matter what he is crazy, let's run away quickly. I have said a long time ago that we shouldn't go deep into these eight desolates." Jia Yuanjun said, with a little annoyance in his tone.

However, although Jia Yuanjun spoke and ran away, he did not move. In fact, all the alchemists were dormant like wild wolves, motionless and unable to speak out.

Because not far away, Gongliang, who was covered in blood, burnt everywhere, and was still emitting blue smoke, held the Wanting Thunder Bead with both hands, and his eyes were full of fierce expressions.

At this time, Gongliang was like being possessed by evil spirits, holding thunder beads in both hands, and looking around with big eyes, as if looking for something, but he turned a blind eye to the alchemists who were hundreds of meters away opposite him.

"I want to kill you, I want to kill you..." Such voices kept coming, and Gongliang seemed to be robbed of his mind, so that was the case.

Baoxiang looked at the alchemists, and Fang Dang understood the thoughts in the hearts of these alchemists. They were definitely not going to save people. The reason they stopped was to wait for Gongliang to kill him, and then they went forward to take away Gongliang's treasures. Of course, the treasures on Gongliang's body were not worth the risks of these alchemists, but at Gongliang's location, the remains of six or seven alchemists were lying everywhere. These remains were constantly melting. It was precisely because these remains were melting that treasures were exposed. Obviously, the Nine Sky Thunder Palace was not an ordinary small sect. The treasures were carried by these disciples alone, which were floating on the fourth side, and were filled with light.

The wealth is touching, and these alchemists obviously want to take risks. After all, the magic weapons scattered on the ground are enough for them to use.

There will never be too many magic weapons. With one magic weapon in hand, you can distance yourself from a Danshi with the same cultivation level, and even kill it. A magic weapon can definitely change your life.

Moreover, there was a large black stone behind Gongliang. It looked like a monument from a distance. Unfortunately, the dust rolled and the dust was everywhere, so they could not see the monument clearly.

The alchemists entered the Eight Desolations with speculative intentions. Now it is clear that a wealth is right in front of them. It is okay that these alchemists did not see the situation in front of them. At this time, they already seemed, how could they leave casually?
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