After surviving for three years in the apocalypse, Yan Qingyan was pit into the cultivation world by a suddenly upgraded space. Not only was her talent poor from a young age, but she also unfortuna...
Chapter 24
Wuyuan Secret Realm
“Such a rich spiritual energy!”
As soon as Yan Qingyan entered the secret realm, she was immediately attracted by the rich spiritual energy inside.
Pure spiritual energy swirled around Yan Qingyan in the shape of a vortex, swallowing her up and cleansing her meridians.
This is a jungle.
The roars of spirit beasts can be heard everywhere, and danger is lurking on every side.
Yan Qingyan looked around but did not see Ling Mochen.
She took out the communication jade talisman, but it had become ineffective in the secret realm.
"There's not enough tacit understanding."
Yan Qingyan shook her head with a look of sadness on her face.
If two familiar people want to be teleported to the same place, it is not enough to hold each other's wrists, they also have to silently recite the words to enter the secret realm at the same time.
She seemed to have entered the secret realm before Mo Chen.
Yan Qingyan scratched her cheek. Why was she still so impatient after two lifetimes?
The Wuyuan Secret Realm has countless opportunities and crises. Not only does it have the natural treasures that Yan Qingyan has been longing for that can improve her aptitude, but it also has various martial arts and combat skills inheritances, some of which have even been lost for a long time. It can be said to be an inexhaustible natural treasure.
The outer realm is opened once every ten years, and the things inside have already been plundered. Many inheritances have become commonplace and can be bought with a few low-grade spirit stones. It is not much different from other secret realms.
The inner realm opens once every hundred years. It is said that some lucky cultivators have obtained precious medicines that can improve the qualifications of their spiritual roots in the inner realm, and achieved heavenly spiritual roots. After coming out, they have been fought over by various major sects. There are many rare spiritual plants growing there, which are hard to see, and there are also inheritances of earth-level and above skills. Every piece of inheritance can be regarded as a family treasure.
The core inheritance site is opened once every thousand years, and no one outside can find out what is inside.
Perhaps only those ancient forces that have been passed down for thousands of years know.
“Is this the outer world?”
Yan Qingyan jumped onto a spiritual tree and looked around, but only saw a few first-level snow spiritual rabbits.
All cultivators who enter the Five Sources Secret Realm first enter the outer realm and then gradually go deeper inward.
The terrain outside is vast. So many Qi-refining monks rushed in at once, just like a drop of water falling into the sea, taking up no space at all.
Yan Qingyan used her wood-related abilities to merge her own aura with that of the surrounding spiritual trees.
If you are not familiar with the place, you should be cautious.
Whoosh——
Yan Qingyan placed her hands behind her back, shuttled between the spiritual trees, and jumped quickly in the woods.
There are many traces of our predecessors here. Following the direction of these traces, we will definitely find a shortcut to the endoscope.
One day later.
"Where did this fat sheep come from? You dare to come to the Five Sources Secret Realm when you are only at the fifth level of Qi Refining?" A fat monk stopped in front of Yan Qingyan and said frivolously.
"No, no, no, how can you say I'm a fat sheep? All my belongings are not even enough to fill my teeth, haha! Do you want to follow me? I guarantee you'll have everything you need! Hahaha!"
Yan Qingyan frowned and laughed. What the hell?
He immediately activated the green vine seeds and attacked the opposite side.
“Bold!”
The fat monk was furious. A hammer appeared in his hand and he swung it without hesitation.
The eighth level of Qi Refining!
A top-grade magical weapon of the Xuan level!
Yan Qingyan snorted coldly, and the vine quickly wrapped around the hammer, tightly binding the opponent's arms as well, and spun in a circle in the air.
"You...hide...poof!"
The vines easily pierced through his chest, leaving behind a pair of eyes that were still open.
Bang!
Yan Qingyan swung the whip and hooked the opponent's storage bag.
"With a top-grade Xuan-level magical weapon, he should be wealthy, right?" Yan Qingyan muttered.
"Tear~8,000 medium-grade spirit stones, 30,000 low-grade spirit stones, thousand-year-old purple cloud wood, ten bottles of Peiyuan Pills... What kind of array is this?"
There were a lot of strange things in it. Yan Qingyan put the useful things into her storage bag, and threw the rest into the Lingquan space and placed them on the table in the wooden house.
She discovered that as long as the spirit stones placed in the space were placed in a storage bag, they would not be absorbed by the spirit spring space.
But she was cheated by the space before she died in her previous life. Now Yan Qingyan dare not put all her treasures into the space, for fear that one day the space will upgrade again without saying a word and swallow up her belongings.
The space seemed a little dissatisfied, and a breeze of spiritual power blew outside the wooden house.
"Don't worry, I'll give you all the spirit stones I get from the next robbery!"
Yan Qingyan hurried to comfort him.
After taking the first blood in the Wuyuan Secret Realm, Xiao Si continued to rush forward.
......
"Why hasn't that blue fat guy arrived yet?"
"Did we teleport too far? The token has no reaction at all."
"Could he have been killed? That guy only knows how to show off, and it's only a matter of time before he reveals his wealth."
"It's only been a short time. He just likes to show off, but he's not stupid. He won't take the initiative to provoke an invincible strongman."
"I'm afraid of encountering someone who is pretending to be a pig and wants to eat the tiger."
"......"
In a jungle a hundred miles away, three people gathered together to talk.
In this vast outside world, to be able to meet an acquaintance so quickly, it was obvious that some means were involved.
Ling Mochen hid behind a spiritual tree, concealing his aura, and his face was slightly pale.
'It's a bit unlucky. Ling Mochen smiled bitterly.
When he just entered the secret realm, right in front of him was a late-stage level one spirit beast - the Green-winged Lone Wolf.
Spirit beasts are divided into nine levels, each level is divided into three sections: front, middle and back. The strength of each level corresponds exactly to the nine realms of immortal cultivators.
The strength of this green-winged lone wolf is equivalent to that of a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining.
Ling Mochen fought with him for an hour before killing him. Not long after he came here to rest, another group of people arrived.
Ling Mochen originally thought that this group of people were just passing by, and that he just needed to be careful to conceal his aura and not be discovered, but it turned out that this group of people stopped.
Ling Mochen:......
"Friends in the tree, I've heard about it for so long, it's time to meet them."
A familiar voice came over, and Ling Mochen sighed inwardly, his concealment technique still hadn't been mastered yet.
Can't hold out for long.
Three figures quickly surrounded them and launched magical attacks.
"What is coming can never be avoided." Ling Mochen's eyes turned cold, and a long sword appeared in his hand.
A war is about to break out.
......
"There's a fight!"
Yan Qingyan stopped and walked over following the sound.
She had seen five corpses along the way. In some places, there were signs that the bodies had been destroyed but not completely destroyed. So many people had died in less than three days since they entered the secret realm. The competition was indeed fierce.
The outer map of the Wuyuan Secret Realm was for sale, one map costing one low-grade spirit stone. She and Mo Chen each had a copy.
But...she only understands navigation.
The map of the world of immortal cultivation is too abstract.
Perhaps because she didn't know the way, Yan Qingyan followed the traces left by her predecessors with their lives, and didn't see a single spiritual plant.
That’s right, if there were any treasures on the road that others have walked, they would have been picked up long ago.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
There was flames shooting up into the sky ahead. The green spiritual power of the wood element, the red spiritual power of the fire element, the golden spiritual power of the gold element, the blue spiritual power of the water element, and the brown spiritual power of the earth element were constantly intertwining and colliding, making rumbling sounds.
Yan Qingyan jumped onto a spiritual tree and looked sideways gently.
"Um?"
Yan Qingyan suddenly opened her eyes wide.