Wuhun Lingzhu starting from Douluo

Chapter 250 Valley

"However, there is one thing we need to pay attention to." Master Wang said.

Weekend glanced over, waiting for Master Wang's follow-up.

"You can't break through and become a mage!"

"Why?" Weekend frowned slightly. It would be fine if he couldn't make a breakthrough in the short term.

After all, we are not preparing for a short-term breakthrough over the weekend. We still need a year or two to prepare.

But this opportunity has been clearly stated, it can be as short as three to five years, or as long as one or twenty years.

It is impossible to spend ten or twenty years of cultivation stuck here just for a chance on the weekend.

"Because the quota for mage and above is already full!" Master Wang said softly.

Weekend felt suspicious and looked at Master Wang.

"Is it you?"

"No! It's not my turn at all." Master Wang shook his head gently.

Looking at the weekend in Liulin Road in front of me, there is not a trace of Yin Qi intruding into my body, my whole body is bright and full of vitality.

He doesn't look like someone who practices evil at all, and he looks more like a righteous person than he does.

A love for talent arose in my heart, and I opened my mouth to give him a few words of advice.

"I can only tell you one piece of information. Among the limited number of places, the lowest is Yuanshen Daoist!"

Weekend was shocked, it turned out to be the real Yuanshen?

Strong men of this level are actually competing for this opportunity.

I'm afraid what was said in the letter is true.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for a powerful man of the level of Master Yuanshen to appear in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Looking at the shocked Zhou Xing, Master Wang smiled inwardly, the same way he did when he first learned about it.

"The power at the entrance to the ruins weakens every three months, and then you can enter." Master Wang said softly.

"There is still a week before the next time. You can take a short rest here first and enter the ruins in a week."

Weekend nodded, suddenly something moved in his heart, and he noticed something.

"More than one group of people?"

Upon hearing Zhou Xing's question, Master Wang nodded.

Of course, it’s not just the weekend group, but the weekend group is not the first group, but the second group.

This time, Zhengdao put aside the concepts of sects and good and evil, and extended an invitation to all practitioners and sects.

The entire country's younger generation of monks, as long as they were outstanding, were invited.

Because of the distance and the uncertainty of the event, it is expected that it may take a year or two to arrive in full.

Weekend nodded, thanked Master Wang for his explanation, and walked towards the village.

I temporarily lived in an uninhabited hut.

the next day!

"Dong dong dong!"

There was a knock on the door, and Weekend suddenly opened his eyes.

Frowning slightly, who would come to find me at this time?

Weekend felt the cultivation of the man outside the door, and said calmly: "Please come in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open, and a young man who looked to be in his mid-twenties appeared in front of Zhou Xing.

"This fellow Taoist, I don't know why you came here to see me!" Zhou Zhou opened his just-closed eyes and said calmly.

"I'm going to Wang Lin from the Wang family in Shanxi." Wang Lin said with a slight smile.

After finishing speaking, Wang Lin stopped. He was waiting, and before his eyes, he saw this man's flattery, admiration, and envy for him...

Wait, wait! Wang Lin's expression changed. Why didn't this guy in front of him wink at all?

Watching Wang Lin standing in the distance after saying a sentence on weekends, I felt a little confused in my heart, and then I figured it out after thinking about it!

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I don't know what you are here for?" Weekend said in a funny tone.

Damn it, you country bumpkin! The corners of Wang Lin's eyes twitched slightly, feeling a little disgusted in his heart.

A country bumpkin who made his fortune in the herbal medicine business and had some prestige in the world of martial arts actually ignored a wealthy family who practiced Buddhism.

In other words, it turns out that the country bumpkin has no knowledge at all.

Wang Lin hates dealing with these kind of country bumpkins the most, because they can't see the reality at all.

Even so, superficial work still needs to be done.

Smiling slightly, Wang Lin said very directly: "The descendants of several sects and aristocratic families want to gather all the fellow Taoists in the village to pool their strength and explore the ruins together to avoid heavy losses!"

Looking at Wang Lin with a plain face and a faint smile on the weekend, he shook his head slightly and said: "Sorry, the continuous rush makes me a little tired, I want to take a rest!"

"OK!"

Wang Lin didn't say anything nonsense, but after answering with a smile, he closed the door and left without looking back.

Sure enough, you can’t recognize the reality clearly!

Looking at Wang Lin who walked very decisively, he didn't have any ideas during the weekend.

This time, the ruins are obviously only accessible to mages and below.

For this level of cultivation, I don't think anyone can threaten my life on weekends.

Even if you don't count Baicao Fei Swordsmanship, Zhou Zhou's strength is that of a Taoist priest, the top being at this level.

If you add the Baicao Flying Sword Technique, what can you do even if you are a mage?

Seven days passed by in a flash, and when the sky was dim in the morning, everyone gathered together.

I walked out of the hut on the weekend and followed the large army forward.

Walking at the end of the team, I silently observed the entire team.

After seven days, these people were clearly divided.

There are three groups of people at the front, left and right, each led by three people.

The cultivation of those three people is very strong, at the peak of Taoist level.

Among them was Wang Lin from a few days ago, and the other two carried swords on their backs, and they were very sharp.

The other person is most like a Taoist priest, with an ethereal feeling about him. He is probably about 30 years old.

There are about thirty or forty people in these three groups. Apart from them, there are only six lone wolves who are walking at the end just like the weekend.

No one I met over the weekend.

Observing the surroundings around the weekend, the mountain roads are rugged and humid, so it must be very difficult for ordinary people to walk.

As we went deeper, even though it was early in the morning, we still felt eerie.

Soon, a cave appeared in front of the team, and a stream of water flowed through the middle.

The sound of rushing water broke the silence all around.

Everyone said nothing and just followed their teammates silently.

On weekends, I felt my eyes go dark and entered the cave.

In an instant, Weekend had adapted to the environment in the cave and regained clear vision.

As we continued to go deeper, at some point, incomplete statues and vague traces appeared on the surrounding walls.

Continuing to go deeper, after twists and turns, there is a bright light in the distance.

Weekend could feel at this moment that the atmosphere of the entire team relaxed slightly.

Even Taoist priests will become nervous if there is no change in the long darkness.

Soon, everyone walked out of the darkness and came to the light outside the cave.

Standing on the wooden plank on the weekend, looking at the empty circular valley in front of me, a trace of shock flashed in my eyes.

Below are various incomplete buildings. There are many holes on the surrounding stone walls, and outside the holes are circles of wooden boards.

At the top, there is a small hole with many holes, and rays of sunlight shine from there, bringing light to this semi-enclosed valley.

(End of chapter)