An old voice came from the ground, but it was a simple four-letter code.
"The spirit race is united!"
Feng Qi's response was very simple, but he got the code right.
Click, click, click...
The next moment, the sound of a mechanism suddenly came from the ground, and a square hole several feet wide suddenly opened on the ground. There was a wide stone staircase in the hole that led directly to the ground.
"Walk!"
Feng Qi made a gesture to everyone and led Lu Shen into the cave entrance and walked underground along the stone stairs.
Under the stone stairs, stood a top Immortal King of the Spirit Clan, with gray hair and an old appearance, who turned out to be the guard here.
"This subordinate has met Young Master Fengqi."
The old man from the Spirit Tribe bowed slightly and gave a small salute to Feng Qi. Then when he saw Lu Chen, the old man couldn't help but frowned, "This is a forbidden land for other races, and it is also the highest secret place for the Spirit Tribe. How can we bring outsiders in?"
Woolen cloth?"
If Lu Chen hadn't followed Feng Qi, he wouldn't have simply frowned, but would have taken action immediately.
"He is the descendant of Nine Dragons and the owner of the Burning Sky Holy Pearl."
Feng Qi originally didn't want to respond, but considering that although the other party was old, he had a good reputation among the Eldar clan, he had to reply.
"Kill him, and the Burning Sky Holy Pearl will be ours."
Upon hearing this, a light flashed through the old man's eyes, and murderous intent emerged instantly.
"Even I am no match for him. Let's just stay in harmony and not fight each other."
Feng Qi looked unhappy, pointed at his broken arm, and told him this.
"You can't win in a single fight, but you will win in a group fight. We still have thousands of top-notch fairy kings!"
The old man from the Spirit Tribe saw that there was a long army of top Immortal Kings behind Feng Qi, so he suggested this.
"If we have 10,000 top Immortal Kings, or even 5,000, I will consider the issue of group fights."
Feng Qi shook his head and said as he walked towards the passage ahead, "The problem is, there are only a thousand of us. It's best not to think about anything, otherwise we will definitely think badly."
"There is such a thing, a thousand people can't defeat one person?" The old man from the spirit tribe frowned deeper, and his eyes when looking at Lu Chen suddenly became more fearful. He followed Feng Qi,
He also murmured, "The descendants of Kowloon are so powerful. Are the legends true?"
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"How is Canqiao doing now?"
Feng Qi didn't want to be verbose with the elder of the Spirit Tribe, but switched topics and went straight to the topic.
"It's condensing, but it hasn't taken shape yet. It has to wait three days."
The spiritual elder responded.
While they were talking, the passage had been exhausted and they arrived at a huge basement with a radius of about ten thousand feet and could accommodate tens of thousands of people.
In the center of the basement, there is a large cloud of purple mist condensing the shape of a bridge. It is only a clear outline at the moment and has not yet been fully formed.
"No one is allowed to leave the basement and will cross the bridge in three days."
After Feng Qi told everyone, he sat down in front of the purple mist and closed his eyes to recuperate.
Thousands of the top Immortal Kings of the Spirit Clan did not wander around, but circled around the purple mist and sat down on the spot.
Lu Chen didn't sit down at first, but walked around, looking here and there. In the end, he found nothing, so he had to find a remote place to meditate.
There are still three days until the broken bridge is formed. Although the time is very small, it is impossible to stay idle for three days, right?
It is better to practice than to be in a daze. You can absorb a lot of immortal energy in three days, which is always good for your cultivation.
What's more, although the basement of this ruined tower is isolated from the top, there is immortal energy seeping into the ground, so the concentration of immortal energy in the room is still quite high, so there is absolutely no problem in practicing here.
Time flies by, three days pass by in the blink of an eye, and the purple mist completely condenses into shape, becoming an incomplete bridge.
The bridge body is full of loopholes and defects, and it looks shabby. It is indeed a broken bridge.
Although the broken bridge is dilapidated, it is passable and people will have no problem walking up it.
Moreover, the front end of the bridge is pierced into the ground in the center of the basement, while the back end is three feet above the ground and plunges into the void.
And in the void connected to the bridge, a large aperture appeared, and inside the aperture was another scene: a huge mountain peak, with verdant green peaks on the top, and green fields below the peak...
At the foot of the peak, among the green fields, you can occasionally see a black and white ginseng, which is the Yin Yang fairy king ginseng.
Yin Yang Immortal King Ginseng grows densely and widely, and you often have to be hundreds of feet away from another one, and some are even thousands of feet apart...
"On the other side of the bridge is another fairyland. The other end of the bridge leads to the production area of yin-yang fairy king ginseng. You can harvest it after crossing the bridge!"
Feng Qi pointed to the scene inside the aperture and explained to Lu Chen.
"What are you waiting for?"
Lu Chen looked at Feng Qi, then at the thousands of top immortal kings, and said, "Hurry up and order everyone to cross the bridge to harvest the Yin Yang Immortal King Ginseng."
"Remind you again, there is a time limit for the broken bridge, we only have one day."
Feng Qi turned to look at Lu Chen and said, "No matter what the harvest results are, within one day, everyone must exit that fairyland and come back along the broken bridge."
"In one day, thousands of top immortal kings cross the bridge to harvest. I should be able to reach the share I need, right?"
Lu Chen was still a little worried about this issue and asked again.
"The time is too short. How much we can harvest depends on luck."
Feng Qi chuckled and said this.
"It still depends on luck?"
Lu Chen frowned, looking at Feng Qi's sly smile, he realized there was something fishy in it.
However, even if there was something fishy, it was too late to regret it now, and he didn't want to regret it.
Those are not just cabbages, they are the Immortal King’s great tonic, so naturally you can take as much as you can.
"I said that the place where Yin Yang Immortal King Ginseng comes from is dangerous. As long as no danger is found within this day, we can harvest more."
Feng Qi added, "If danger comes, we will have to run away. If we come back across the bridge early, we will not gain much, so it depends on luck."
"Let's talk about luck. Give me the thousand Yin-Yang Immortal King plants you have first, as a deposit."
Lu Chen suddenly said this and actually asked for something.
"It doesn't matter. Once you get the deposit, the deal is settled."
Feng Qi took out the fairy box again, handed it directly to Lu Chen, and said, "No matter how much we gain from crossing the bridge this time, it belongs to you, but no matter how much we gain, you must not regret it, otherwise you will be in trouble.
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"Am I like a person who talks without keeping his words?"
Lu Chen took a look at the fairy box and saw that it still had the same thousand Yin Yang fairy king ginseng plants as before. He quickly closed the fairy box and collected it.
"I will harvest the Yin Yang Immortal King Ginseng later and hand it over to me. You are not allowed to hide it privately!" Feng Qi waved to everyone and walked onto the broken bridge while giving a stern warning, "If anyone is found hiding it secretly, we will kill him."