The Tianqi Mountains span hundreds of thousands of miles across the Shenji Dynasty, and the Vientiane Tower only occupies a section of it.
The south of the mountain range is Nantai Prefecture, and the north of the mountain range is Gujiang Prefecture.
The Vientiane Tower is located just south of the mountain range, on the edge of Nantaifu.
Lingbao Pagoda sits among the mountains, standing high in the sky, with white clouds passing by and exotic birds flying. It is not only a holy place for treasure hunters, but also a blessed place for immortals.
The surrounding area of five hundred miles is the area of Lingbao Pagoda. Many treasure hunters who practice in Lingbao Pagoda have opened caves among these mountains and deep valleys.
Because the number of treasure hunters is so small, the total number of students and masters in Lingbao Pagoda is less than 500, and most of them have gone out to explore, and the number of treasure hunters still in Lingbao Pagoda is even less.
Feng Feiyun and Murong Tuo walked for a whole hour without encountering a single living person. It was a little too deserted. It was not like other holy places of sacred towers that were full of people and disciples.
"Hey, Brother Feng, I sensed that the purple bamboo in front of me is a spiritual treasure." Murong Tuo pointed toward the depths of the bamboo forest.
This is a very special bamboo, as thick as a bucket. Each bamboo joint is several meters high, and the whole body is purple. If you look closely, you will find a metallic luster flowing on the bamboo tubes.
This purple bamboo has been growing for an unknown number of years. It exudes an ancient aura, and the spiritual energy around the purple bamboo is so rich that it seems to be liquefied. Just taking a breath, I feel comfortable all over, and my blood cells seem to be trembling.
If you can open a cave under this purple bamboo and practice here every day, it can almost double the speed of practice.
The purple aura shines, and every bamboo leaf is as crystal clear as purple jade.
Feng Feiyun naturally saw how extraordinary this purple bamboo was, but he did not walk over hastily.
Murong Tuo was extremely excited, but before he could get ten feet away from Zizhu, a sharp roar came from above Zizhu, and the power of the spiritual weapon descended, suppressing him from taking a step forward.
"call out!"
A five-meter-long sword with the level of a spiritual weapon was suddenly inserted in front of Murong Tuo's heel. The sword was as wide as a door panel and weighed several thousand kilograms. There was a thick layer of ice on the back of the sword, and wisps of ice appeared.
chill.
This cold air could freeze a person's blood. Murong Tuo didn't dare to move, his teeth kept trembling and his teeth rattled.
"You two juniors, please retreat quickly and don't disturb my Qing Xiu." The top of the purple bamboo was covered with purple divine light, and the bamboo leaves were gently blown by the wind, blowing down the purple divine flowers.
I could only hear an old voice coming from above Zizhu, but I couldn't see where the senior was.
Feng Feiyun bowed respectfully, and then pulled Murong Tuo away quickly.
Among these mountains, there are many old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years. These people are not familiar with the world and live in seclusion to realize Taoism. Although they are not famous in the world, their cultivation is extremely terrifying.
The Vientiane Tower can be called the number one academic holy place in the world, and these old monsters who have never stepped into the world of immortality play a big role.
The Vientiane Tower has a hundred holy towers, and every tower owner is a person with profound knowledge. Some of the old tower owners who have abdicated have not yet died of old age, and they live in seclusion among these deep mountains and swamps. It is not certain when
I can bump into someone.
"There is a 2,000-year-old Ganoderma lucidum there. This is a real elixir! It can serve as a guide for fourth-grade elixirs. If you take it, it will probably improve your cultivation by a person." Murong Tuo pointed to the distance.
On a cliff, there hung a Ganoderma lucidum as big as a dustpan, like the ears of the earth, emitting a faint blue light.
Even across a valley, you can smell the medicinal fragrance coming from the huge Ganoderma lucidum.
Feng Feiyun looked up and saw the Ganoderma lucidum hanging in the air. It was so big that it might not be more than two thousand years old. It was definitely a real elixir, and its value cannot be measured by money.
.
If he could collect this pearl of Ganoderma, it would be able to help him break through to the middle stage of the Divine Base, and he might even directly reach the peak of the Divine Base.
This time, even Feng Feiyun couldn't keep calm and rushed towards the cliff. But when the two of them rushed under the cliff, a huge palm print flew out of the cliff and hit them both.
Fly away.
"Junior, retreat quickly, the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum already has its owner." An old voice came from the stone wall as hard as iron.
It is another secluded place where old people live forever.
The cultivation of these old guys is very terrifying. Feng Feiyun cannot compete with them now. Seeing the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum right in front of him, he can only retreat.
"Damn it, sooner or later, all the treasures here will be taken away in one pot." Feng Feiyun cursed secretly and left angrily.
Although there are several blessed places with abundant spiritual energy around Lingbao Pagoda, they have all been occupied by people. Feng Feiyun and Murong Tuo came to a large lake. On both sides of the lake, bamboo shadows were whirling.
The blue bamboo forest is reflected in the water, making the lake even more green, like a flawless jasper.
The surface of the lake is sparkling, the mist is steaming, and it shuttles among the water lilies, just like the Yaochi Holy Lake.
Although the spiritual energy here is not very strong, it faces the lake and has green mountains at its back. The scenery is picturesque. Feng Feiyun and Murong Tuo plan to open a cave here as a place for future cultivation.
Feng Feiyun opened two caves on the mountain wall by the lake, and simply arranged two formations outside the caves, while Murong Tuo picked up firewood and shot more than ten tits in the bamboo forest.
, grilling bird meat by the lake.
When Feng Feiyun opened up the cave, Murong Tuo's bird meat was already roasted, and the aroma of the meat came out, making people drool.
The sun sets over the west mountain and night falls.
"I didn't expect you could barbecue." Feng Feiyun also sat at the lake, looking at the full moon in the lake, with complicated thoughts in his heart.
Murong Tuo handed a roasted tit to Feng Feiyun. Feng Feiyun took it and held it in his hand, but he had no appetite at all.
"Still thinking about tomorrow's battle?" Murong Tuo said.
Feng Feiyun nodded. This battle is no small matter. It is different from any previous battle. If you can't win, you can still escape. But this time in the martial arts battle tower, he and Ji Feng will definitely fall. One of them will fall.
There is no other possibility.
"Are you not sure of winning?" Murong Tuo said.
Feng Feiyun smiled slightly, "If we can break through the middle stage of the Divine Foundation tonight, we may be able to fight."
"What if we lose?" Murong Tuo asked.
"That's death." Feng Feiyun smiled calmly.
Murong Tuo was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he threw the bird meat in his hand into the fire, and then stood up. His body was weak, his face was sallow, and he said to Feng Feiyun with serious eyes: "Wait for me for half an hour.
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After saying this, he turned around and walked into the night, disappearing deep into the bamboo forest.
Feng Feiyun looked at his disappearing back and felt that his eyes just now were a little familiar, but more of them were unfamiliar. This was a rather strange feeling.
What is he going to do?
Feng Feiyun was still sitting by the lake, feeling that something was wrong with this friend he had just met today, but he could not explain what was wrong.
Less than half an hour later, Murong Tuo returned, and there was already a Ganoderma lucidum as big as a dustpan on his thin shoulders. The fragrance of Ganoderma lucidum was stronger than that of tits, and it exuded a faint spiritual light.
This is a two-thousand-year-old elixir that can improve the cultivation level of a person. It is the one hanging on the cliff.
Feng Feiyun suddenly stood up and said: "You..."
"With the help of this thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, can you break through the middle stage of the Divine Foundation tonight?" Murong Tuo's face was pale, and his already weak body was even more shaky, as if he would fall to the ground at any time.
He seemed to be seriously ill, with no blood in his body and no strength to even speak.
Feng Feiyun was stunned on the spot. After a long time, he said with difficulty: "How did you get this thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum from that senior?"
A two-thousand-year-old elixir can bring people back to life, whiten bones and regenerate muscles. Even for monks in the realm of destiny, it is extremely tempting. No one can give such elixir to others.
"In exchange for four kilograms of blood..." After saying this, Murong Tuo immediately threw his head back and fell to the ground.
Feng Feiyun was speechless!
Murong Tuo is a natural spiritual person, and his spiritual sense is many times higher than that of ordinary people. Only a natural spiritual person can become a great treasure hunter. Those powerful treasure hunters of the older generation must break through the realm of great treasure hunters.
With the help of the blood of the born souls.
He exchanged half of his blood for this two-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, which made Feng Feiyun's heart extremely sour and unable to calm down for a long time.