That black cloud should have indeed arrived at the White Grass Market.

However, it stopped above a water sieve and slowly settled above the water surface of this water sieve.

Soldiers are very fast, and the transmission of information is like this, and the same is true for tracing the source of information.

If you want to follow the clues, you have to hurry before someone cuts all the vines.

In Bai Shuilan's opinion, of course, the faster it is to get to the Baicao Market, the better.

He didn't understand what was good about a broken umbrella tossed and turned.

Although he knew that this umbrella was an Yin Lei Umbrella and a rare spiritual treasure.

But the key is that since the umbrella has fallen into the hands of these two mysterious monks in black, it can be seen any time. Why should you stop in this wasteland at this time, look left and right, look up and down?

With the power and identity of these two mysterious monks, such a spiritual treasure would not make them so sarcastic.

He couldn't figure it out.

He didn't dare to ask either.

But it must be something wrong with this Yin Lei umbrella.

The female cultivator in black and the white-haired monk she called Qingxu were already focused on looking at the Yin Lei umbrella for a stick of incense.

Bai Shuilan couldn't help but secretly glance at Kong Mengzhu beside him.

Kong Mengzhu is usually quite dull.

The expression on Kong Mengzhu's face now was even more dull.

Bai Shuilan suddenly sighed in his heart. No one knew how these two mysterious monks would deal with them after he and Kong Mengzhu took these two mysterious monks to the Baicao Market. The longer he stayed, the more painful he felt.

After about another cup of tea, the female cultivator in black seemed to have pulled her spiritual sense out of the Yin Thunder Umbrella supported by the black air in front of her.

Her slightly frown brows did not let go, but instead frowned a little tighter.

She glanced at Qingxu, who was also solemn, and said slowly: "True Source Deprivation?"

Qingxuhe usually doesn't say anything nonsense, "It should be."

"True source deprivation?" Bai Shuilan was shocked.

He looked at the broken umbrella that he felt was not good-looking before, and his eyes were completely different.

The deprivation of true origin is recorded in many classics. The principle is very simple and very easy to understand.

The reason why spiritual treasures can become spiritual treasures is because their spiritual materials are special, they are spiritual objects that seize the creation of heaven and earth, and cannot be copied by human power.

The biggest reason why it cannot be copied by human power is that the spiritual material naturally contains unique laws of vitality.

This law of vital energy that has naturally formed over countless years is like a natural mysterious magic array and the soul of this spiritual material.

The classics in the world of cultivation are called the true source of spiritual treasures.

A person cannot be born without a soul, and the same is true for spiritual treasures.

If the damage suffered by the body of the spiritual treasure is too serious, it is normal for a monk to suffer too much damage and cannot heal the injury.

But the concept of true source deprivation is completely different.

This is not forcibly destroying the foundation of this spiritual treasure through violent means, but using some kind of despicable means, just like forcibly stripping away the origin of the spiritual treasure body.

This is like using some kind of despicable means to forcibly strip away the Nascent Soul cultivator's Nascent Soul and turn it into one's own use.

Bai Shuilan is already a cultivator on the first level of the Golden Pill.

But as a cultivator of the Golden Pill Realm, he still felt that he had spiritual energy when he looked at the broken Yin Lei Umbrella. In his perception, this Yin Lei Umbrella was obviously still exhaling vitality.

So if he was asked to judge, he would feel that the Yin Lei umbrella was still repairing itself, and he would definitely not be able to sense that the Yin Lei umbrella had been deprived of the true source.

But from this point of view, these two mysterious monks in black are really much more powerful than him.

But the key is, who can deprive the true source of Yin Lei Umbrella?

The female cultivator in black slowly raised her head.

She didn't believe this fact at first.

But she spent so much time confirming this fact.

The true source of this Yin Lei Umbrella has been lost. In a few dozen days, the spiritual energy of this Yin Lei Umbrella will be completely lost.

The key is that who can quietly deprive the true source of Yin Lei Umbrella? The cleanliness of this deprivation seems to be completely out of the same level, or it seems to be so gentle that the Yin Lei Umbrella cannot resist.

So until this Yin Lei umbrella stopped swallowing spiritual energy in her spiritual cultivation sand, she and Qingxu realized something was different.

Who is it?

The ancestor Tonghui, the pair of disciples of Xuantian Sect, Meng Xiqiong, seemed to be just these people who had come into contact with Yin Lei Umbrella.

Among these people, the highest cultivation level is the ancestor Tonghui who has just condensed the Nascent Soul. According to common sense, even if the ancestor Tonghui succeeds in the Nascent Soul and successfully passes the tribulation and reaches the God Transformation Stage, he may not be able to quietly deprive the true source of the truth.

It's impossible to think about it, but this happened under her nose.

"It's really interesting."

The female cultivator in black looked at the Yin Lei Umbrella that was useless and squinted her eyes and smiled. She really didn't feel too much anger, but instead found it interesting.

Among all those people, the two people in Xuantian Sect seemed to be the least deprived of the Yin Lei Umbrella's true source ability, but it seemed the most suspicious.

"Let's go! It seems that our trip to Xiaoyuzhou has not been in vain."

She put away the Yin Thunder Umbrella, and the black cloud rose into the air again.

For some reason, she also became interested in the next Baicao Market.

...

The people at Baicao Market did not think there was any difference today.

Even if a strange black cloud appears in the sky, only a very small number of people will pay attention to it when they are close.

The flying magic weapons used by all kinds of monks are also strange, not to mention that this black cloud seems to be nothing strange.

In front of a shop that specializes in talisman paper for low-level Taoist talismans, a monk is negotiating with the owner of the shop.

Although the price of this low-level talisman paper is extremely low, it consumes a lot of money. As long as the price is negotiated well enough, it still has a lot of profits.

The owner of the shop happened to look at the black cloud. He looked up at the black cloud, and his face suddenly turned dark.

It’s not that she looks dark when she is in a bad mood, but her skin is really dark, like a sticky black oil that is about to seep out of his skin.

The monk who was negotiating with him was shocked. He turned his head and saw the black cloud.

He couldn't see his face.

He didn't notice that his face was also turning black quickly.

At this moment, horrifying screams kept ringing in the Baicao Market.

The monk who was negotiating with the shop owner also immediately let out a horrified scream.

Because he just turned his head and glanced at the black cloud, and the moment he turned his head, the shop owner collapsed.

The sticky black water poured out from the owner of the shop very unrealistically, and the clothes stained by the black water were quickly dissipated.

A shop owner who was bargaining with him before breathing turned into a human skin floating in the black water.

The monk's horror scream lasted for a short moment.

Because the sticky black water rushed out of his throat.

Black water also gushed out of his seven orifices at the same time.

His whole person also became a human skin falling into the black water.

In the entire White Grass Market, with the continuous short screams of exclamations, everyone fell to the ground one by one and floated in the black water.
Chapter completed!