Comprehension second product Zhao Xiaomeng

Chapter 49 The Sect’s Secret Realm (11)

Zhao Xiaomeng looked at his tall and tall figure leaving and couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know what Tianci is doing now."

"That little baby is very naughty and behaves right in front of you. Why are you worried about him?" Mengze couldn't help but feel sad when he thought of his own fur being taken away by the two children.

"I'm worried that he has bullied others."

"So you want the spirit stone mine because you're afraid that you won't have enough spirit stones to apologize to others?"

"I think I can also choose to sever the relationship between siblings!"

"No! You don't want to! I'll find a spiritual stone mine for you, and I'll make them cry and beg God to continue bullying them!" After all, Mengze watched his two children grow up and didn't want to see them being wronged.

"I think he may be your biological son. Tell me, where did you hide my biological brother?"

"I'm still a kid."

One day passes quickly.

When the appointed time arrived, Zhao Xiaomeng was waiting at the same place early.

Soon Jin Fuyin and Fan Yi arrived one after another. Judging from the expressions on their faces, it was obvious that they had gained a lot.

The three of them did not stop to chat and flew straight into the deep valley.

The deep valley was far away from them, and it took the three of them three days of flying to get there.

There are deep valleys stretching from north to south, as far as the eye can see. Although there are many monks gathered here, everyone chooses to spread out. The valley is also very long, so even if hundreds of monks gather here, they can still not interfere with each other.

The three of them also chose a deserted place.

Looking from top to bottom, we can only see about three feet away. Looking further down, the deep valley is shrouded in white smoke, and nothing can be seen clearly.

Even the spiritual consciousness can only detect a distance of ten feet.

Jin Fuyin warned Zhao Xiaomeng: "Junior sister, the clouds and fog are lingering down here, the visibility is not high, and there are many insects and snakes. Don't leave me too far when we go down."

"good."

Fan Yi added: "Two junior sisters, the most powerful thing here is the violent wind! The time of its appearance is uncertain, and the farther away from the mountain wall, the greater the number. So remember, you must not fly in the valley, otherwise you will have to avoid the violent wind.

, even if you don't die after being blown to the bottom of the valley, it will be difficult to come up. It is said that the valley is so deep that spiritual power cannot be used at the bottom. Even if you climb up, you may not be able to make it in time for the exit of the secret realm to open."

As soon as he finished speaking, a scream was heard in the distance, and a monk disappeared into the clouds.

The three of them were silent for a moment.

"Yes! Senior brother!" they both responded at the same time.

Jin Fuyin took three ropes and tied them to a big tree. He handed them to Zhao Xiaomeng and Fan Yi respectively: "My rope is a hundred feet long. It is made of ivy and silk. Ordinary magic weapons can't cut it. You tie it to

With it on your body, you won’t be afraid of falling off the cliff!”

Fan Yi smiled and said: "Junior sister is more prepared than me."

As he was talking, Jin Fuyin took out another puppet and asked it to guard next to the big tree: "As long as someone comes over, it will warn. Okay, let's go down!"

Fan Yi didn't know what to say anymore. He always felt that he was favored in Younan Peak, but compared with Jin Fuyin, it didn't seem to be the same thing. Zhao Xiaomeng was already used to it and pulled the rope.

Tied to the body.

The three of them carefully kept a distance of three feet and climbed down the cliff one after another.

Being in the thick fog, Zhao Xiaomeng felt the dampness and coldness in the fog. Because her sight was blocked by the thick fog, she spread her consciousness to investigate and found that there was nothing within ten feet around her, so she continued downward.

Mengze sighed in her sea of ​​consciousness: "Letting you group of foundation-building monks come here is really a waste of resources!"

Zhao Xiaomeng teased: "You're so good, why don't you go down? Please force the wind to send you to the bottom of the cliff, where you can pick the Golden Shouwu that is ten thousand and one hundred thousand years old! A hundred years later, I will wait for your return at the exit of the secret realm!"

Mengze hummed twice and stopped talking.

Zhao Xiaomeng ignored it and continued downward.

Slowly, some mushrooms, plants and weeds gradually appeared on the mountain wall, and more and more insects and snakes appeared. They were all first- and second-level small monsters. Although they were not difficult to deal with, they were annoying one after another.

After reaching fifty feet, Mengze couldn't help but said: "There is a 150-year-old golden-shouwu plant nearby, do you want it?"

"Where?"

"Over there with Fan Yi."

"don't want!"

"oh."

After descending another twenty feet, Mengze said again: "The two-hundred-year-old Golden Shouwu is directly under the Golden Fuyin."

"don't want!"

"oh!"

The rope was gradually straightened, but Zhao Xiaomeng still had not gained anything. She was a little hesitant whether to temporarily untie the rope and climb down some distance. At this time, Mengze said: "Do you want the five-hundred-year-old Golden Shouwu?"

?”

"Where?"

"Right below you! But it's still sixty or seventy feet away from you."

The rope is definitely not long enough.

Zhao Xiaomeng untied the rope, tied it to a rock, and climbed down carefully. At this time, the range that her spiritual consciousness could detect was narrowed again, and she could only detect the surrounding area of ​​about five feet.

She continued downward, and soon, her consciousness discovered the Golden Shouwu plant, growing quietly five feet away from her. Judging from the size of the plant, it must have been growing for more than five hundred years.

She quickened her movements but did not relax her spirit.

When the Golden Shouwu plant was only an arm's length away from her.

Sudden.

A flying sword pierced out from the thick fog and struck Zhao Xiaomeng with lightning speed.

At this time, Zhao Xiaomeng grabbed the protruding stone on the stone wall with one hand and stretched out the other hand towards Golden Shouwu, seemingly completely defenseless.

The casual cultivator who controlled the flying sword couldn't help but smile.

So what about the monks of Qingyun Sect? They were stabbed to death by his own sword!

All the treasures on her body!

That Golden Shouwu plant!

It's all mine!

When the tip of his sword was about to touch the female Qingyun Sect disciple, the girl turned her head and glanced at him.

It's obviously an ordinary face.

It was obviously just a glance without any emotion.

The monk holding the sword felt shuddering and stood on his head with all the hair on his body.

She saw me!

But why aren't you panicked? Or scared?

The casual cultivator felt a sense of panic in his heart for no reason.

Sure enough, the tip of the sword stopped one inch away from the girl and could no longer move forward.

A violent wind struck, and the monk suspended in the air screamed and disappeared into the thick fog.

"When he came down, didn't anyone tell him that flying was not allowed in the valley? He must be extremely unpopular." Zhao Xiaomeng said while carefully picking the Golden Shouwu plant.

"You were killed by him obediently, maybe that violent wind can't sweep him away."

"There's nothing I can do. It's my fault that there are too many magic weapons!"

"By the way, your bracelet can attack and defend, so why are you always holding that umbrella?"

"By the way, everyone who has seen the defensive power of my bracelet has died."

"Tch, stop trying to hurt me with your words. I'm not a human being."

"Of course I know you are not human."

"I understand, you don't want people to know the defensive ability of your bracelet, you want to use it as your trump card!"

"You are really smart!"

"That's right, there is nothing that I, Lord Mengze, don't know! There is a Golden Shouwu plant about forty feet below and to your left."

"good!"

Zhao Xiaomeng carefully climbed down nearly three hundred feet and collected three Golden Shouwu plants. One of them had grown for nearly a thousand years, which was enough to prolong Zhao Mo's life for a thousand years.

She is ready to return to the ground.

Because here, the spiritual energy is thin, the distance visible to the eyes is only an arm's length, and the detection range of the divine consciousness is less than one foot.

This made her feel uneasy and decided to turn around.

Climbing up is much easier than climbing down.

She climbed to the stone where the rope was tied, untied the rope and tied it to herself, and continued to climb up. Soon, Zhao Xiaomeng returned to the ground, only to find that the puppet guarding the tree was gone, and the other two

The rope was also missing.

(End of chapter)