"Old man, once you understand, I advise you to leave as soon as possible. If you are still building foundations at your age, it is better to live for two more days!"
The monk gave a kind reminder and ignored Lin Mingyuan, continuing to stare at the swamp.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, how's it going?"
Ning Hentian saw Lin Mingyuan coming back and stepped forward to ask.
It was the scene in front of him that was really puzzling to him.
What treasure is there that attracts so many monks to stop here again?
"I heard it's a key."
Lin Mingyuan thought for a moment and answered.
key?
Several people looked at each other.
Only Lin Mingyuan had a hint of speculation in his heart.
A stone in the swamp, the key to a treasure somewhere...
He felt the little bits of light emitting from the two magic stones in the storage bag, and fell into deep thought for a while.
"Amitabha, the young monk thinks we should observe it for a while."
Kunai clasped his hands together and was quite interested in this place.
Of course Lin Mingyuan did not object. After all, the stones in the swamp were inextricably linked to the Demon Stone in his hand.
He also wanted to find out what secrets the Heavenly Demon Stone hid.
"Look, people from the Nanming Sect are here!"
"It's broken, stay away quickly, don't get into trouble!"
There was a sudden commotion among the monks in front of the swamp.
Lin Mingyuan looked around and saw a figure appearing in the crowd.
The monks around him seemed to be extremely wary, and they all made way for him.
The figure was not polite and walked forward carelessly. An open space formed around him, which looked extremely strange.
"Nanming Sect?"
Ning Hentian muttered this name and his expression darkened.
Although in the world of cultivation, Powang Immortal Palace, Xuantian Sect, Foyin Temple, Yaochi Holy Land, Ba Dao Sect, Dan Shen Pavilion and Shushan Sword Sect are collectively called the Seven Immortal Sects, this is only the cognition of the decent sects.
There are also countless sects of evil heretics. Their behavior is despicable and is despised by the righteous way. The Nanming Sect is one of the most notorious among them.
Their behavior is surly, especially the sect's secret method, which can absorb the monk's cultivation and turn it into their own use.
Although this kind of Kung Fu can increase one's cultivation speed by a hundred times, its shortcomings are also obvious.
The monks of the Nanming Sect have an extremely violent temperament. Because they have absorbed too much chaotic power, they are unable to control their emotions and will fight from time to time. They generally do not live for more than a hundred years.
Even so, there are also many monks who are greedy for quick success and join the Nanming Sect one after another. Over time, they slowly grow stronger.
The person coming is none other than the younger generation of monks from the Nanming Sect, Nanli!
His reputation can be said to be notorious among the younger generation, but no one of his generation dares to offend him.
After all, the Nanming Sect is not as moral as the Seven Great Immortal Sects. Their elders are a bunch of lunatics and are extremely protective of their shortcomings.
Nan Li felt that everyone was keeping a distance from him, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.
He just likes this feeling, being feared and feared by others.
"It's been ten days, why hasn't there been any movement?"
He squatted on the edge of the swamp and put his hands deep into it.
"You, you, and you, go down and have a look!"
Nan Li turned around and pointed at the three monks behind him.
"I??"
The monks who were spotted all looked panicked, thinking in their hearts that they were unlucky because they were targeted by this evil star.
"What are you doing standing there, why don't you go down?"
Nan Li obviously had no patience, so he stood up and walked to the three monks.
"No, I won't go. Someone saw a monster in the swamp before. If you go down there, wouldn't you be seeking death?"
One of the monks collapsed instantly, pushed Nan Li away, turned around and ran away.
"oh?"
Nan Li showed a weird smile, raised his arms, moved his feet, and quickly stopped in front of the fleeing monk.
"I just happened to spend a lot of spiritual energy on my way, so I'll give it a try with you!"
Nan Li put his palm on the fleeing monk's head, and instantly a strange energy wave came.
The monk let out a loud scream, and his entire body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In his mouth, Nan Li shook his hands and left with satisfaction.
Only a pool of blood and a torn Taoist robe were left on the spot to prove what had just happened.
"Amitabha, the Nanming Sect's methods are indeed sinister!"
Kunai's eyelids twitched. If he saw such evil methods outside, he would definitely take action.
However, now that he has entered the Demon Eye, Kunai still has a clear sense of priorities, and can only suppress the anger in his heart and continue to observe.
"You two, do you still need my help?"
Nan Li said gloomily.
The two monks couldn't help but swallowed when they saw the tragic death of their companion.
If you go, you will die, if you don't go, you will die. It is better to give it a try and get a chance to survive!
The two gritted their teeth and jumped into the swamp together. With a splash of mud, their figures were gradually swallowed by the swamp.
The monks on the shore were all observing nervously. Although Nanli's method was very rough, it was also the best way to explore the road today.
"Don't be impulsive!"
Lin Mingyuan stopped the angry Kunai behind him and motioned for him to be quiet.
He does not have a compassionate heart and only cares about the safety of his companions.
The swamp returned to calm again, and it seemed that the entry of the two monks did not cause any splash.
"strangeness."
Nan Li had a look of interest on his face and stared straight at the swamp.
Suddenly, his expression changed and his figure suddenly retreated backwards.
"careful!"
Lin Mingyuan also roared and protected Qing Ling behind him.
He also noticed a dangerous aura that suddenly erupted in the swamp.
"Help, save me!"
A scream came out, and a big mouth suddenly appeared on the swamp, and a monk was screaming in the mouth.
His body was badly damaged, covered in blood, and even one of his arms was broken.
Unfortunately, the monks on the shore had no intention of saving him and retreated one after another, not wanting to get into trouble.
A pair of black eyes emerged from the swamp, and then the monster's huge body began to flip, crushing the monk's body into pieces.
In just a few seconds, the bodies of the two monks were eaten by the monster, leaving no bones left behind.
"Yes, it's the Giant Crocodile!"
Some monks recognized the species in the swamp. It was a fourth-level monster, the giant spirit crocodile. They had sharp teeth and terrifying bite force. They often appeared in the swamp. The monks in the foundation-building stage had no power to resist in their hands.
"So that's what it is, haha."
Nan Li laughed loudly without any panic on his face. He knew that the giant crocodile usually would not leave the swamp easily.
"I care more about other things than this crocodile."
Nan Li suddenly turned around and looked at where Lin Mingyuan was.
"People over there, come out, I can already smell your breath."
Nan Li showed a weird smile and rolled his tongue over the corner of his mouth.
"The auras of the disciples of the seven great immortal sects are so recognizable. I haven't eaten meat for a long time!"