Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Ye Ling and Lu Binglan looked at each other and nodded in the direction of the God.

In the eyes of the God, the others were fine, but the identities of the two of them were special and they must not make any mistakes.

As Ye Ling stepped into the Netherworld Cave, he immediately felt the cold air inside. Compared with the ice and snow in the Northern Wilderness, this place was like an ice cave. In addition to the coldness, it was filled with death, as if he had entered the Nine Netherworld.

The monks in front were not used to groping forward in the dark, so they took out the moonlight stones, or used the light of magic weapons and flying swords to explore the way forward.

Ye Ling looked at the entrance of the Netherworld Cave, which was a large cave hundreds of feet high, with a dome on the top and rocks outside, and the cave went deep into the ground.

Everyone came here for the first time and was unfamiliar with everything here, so they could only walk down the cave.

But not long after, the monks in the front suddenly stopped, as if hesitating, and soon there were many people in front.

The people behind didn't know what was going on, so they urged loudly: "Hurry up, those in front! It's not worth making such a fuss if you encounter any ghosts! We are numerous, even if there are some ghosts here, are we afraid of them?"

The people in front shouted: "There are dozens of forks in the road ahead! They seem to lead to various caves. If you are not careful, you will be besieged by ghosts and trapped. There will be danger of the whole team being wiped out!"

The people behind heard it, and they sneered for a while, and they all shouted:

"What are you afraid of! We came to the Netherworld Cave to catch ghosts and practice!"

"Those who dare not enter in front, make way for our team!"

"Cowardly guy, don't delay us from collecting demon souls!"

"I heard that there are countless demon corpses collected by the Lord of the Netherworld Cave for hundreds of years. They are full of treasures! Even the bones of animals can be used as materials for refining weapons."

Amid the clamor of the crowd, the hesitant monk team in front also made up their minds and went into the cave.

Han Wanrong was the nominal captain of Ye Ling, Lu Binglan, and Zi Xuan. When they got closer, they saw dozens of caves carved out of the rock wall. There were tunnels behind each cave, and they were of different sizes, so it was really difficult to choose.

Han Wanrong looked back at the little Taoist boy Yunxiu and asked, "Yun Daotong, don't you love to draw talismans to exorcise evil spirits? Choose a cave, where there are fewer ghosts, we will go there!"

Yunxiu said proudly, "No! We are the envoys of the Temple of the Gods, and we should go to the place with the most dead air!"

As he said that, Yunxiu took out a stack of talisman paper cut into the shape of little people, and threw it into the air, with a bit of the meaning of throwing beans to make soldiers. These little people talisman paper floated along the gloomy wind.

Several of them were sucked into a cave in a corner. It seemed inconspicuous and not a big cave. You even had to bend down to enter.

The little Taoist boy Yunxiu pointed and said, "Let's go! This is the cave. Follow me!"

For Yunxiu, he was small and easily entered the cave. Wang Shiyuan, Ye Ling and others had to bend down and follow him in.

Yunxiu sometimes controlled the little man talisman paper to explore the way ahead, and sometimes burned the flame talisman to illuminate the cave. While walking, he also pasted a few pieces on the cave wall, which could burn for a while, enough for the Yuheng Villa's divine envoys, as well as Ye Ling, Wang Shiyuan and others behind to see the road clearly.