Chapter 72

The more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is

Yan Qingyan leaned over and took a look at this so-called map.

My goodness, it’s so gray!

"There are more than 60% unknown secret realms. Which one should we go to?" We can't just choose randomly, right?

Yan Qingyan looked at the 'captain'. After being in Wangjiang City for so long, he should know some 'rules', right?

Ye Feichen said unnaturally: "Why are you looking at me? The secret realm here changes every year. What's the pattern?"

Originally he thought that the secret realm of 'Newborn' was more stable, but later he discovered that it was not the case at all!

It seems like it's all a matter of luck. From time to time, when you are happily digging for treasures, something unexpected happens to you!

Yan Qingyan:......

So these maps are also different every year?

No wonder it's so simple.

Yuan Yizi spoke at this time, and said slowly: "These secret realms are formed by the collision of the origin power of the two continents. The reason why they are unstable is that the origin power within the secret realm is too scarce and difficult to combine."

"Whether the secret realm is stable depends on the composition of the source power at the beginning of its formation, which is entirely up to the will of heaven and earth. Secondly, it depends on external forces. In addition to the turbid beasts that strayed into the secret realm, if we, the 'secret realm explorers', accidentally encounter some 'objects manifested by the source energy' when we enter it, it may accelerate the collapse of the secret realm. On the contrary, it may help the secret realm become more stable."

A few people nodded, not quite understanding.

Yuan Yizhi continued, "However, before the secret realm was on the verge of collapse, there were indeed signs. In addition to the intensified fluctuations in the power of space, more natural treasures appeared. This was the externalization of the original energy, and it was also a great opportunity that came with high risks."

"What?!" Ye Feichen exclaimed, "Doesn't it mean that the closer the secret realm is to collapse, the more treasures there are?"

Yuan Yizi smiled and nodded.

Because of this, most of the people who died in the secret realm were those who valued money more than their lives.

Yan Qingyan concluded, "I understand. When you encounter a treasure, take a little and run away. Never be greedy for more!"

Ye Feichen:......

He estimated his self-control, which seemed... not very good...

Dongfang Huaiwei asked at this time: "Then...which secret realm should we choose this time?"

Dongfang Huaiwei looked at Ye Feichen, and Ye Feichen looked at Yuan Yizi.

Yuan Yizhi pointed to one of the secret realms on the map and said, "This secret realm has appeared for half a year and there is no sign of instability. The 'wood' and 'earth' energies in this location are more vigorous and more stable than other elements."

"It's decided to be this one!" Ye Feichen finalized.

A group of four came to the entrance of the secret realm. Ye Feichen took out a "token" and carefully took a trace of the secret realm's energy and recorded it in it.

Doing this operation means that the mission hall in Wangjiang City has received the location of the secret realm selected by several people, and will change its mark from "unknown" to "under exploration".

Ye Feichen took back the token and stepped in first.

Yan Qingyan followed closely behind.

The moment she stepped into the secret realm, it was as if a gentle spring water flowed through her body unimpeded, carrying a holy and warm power that wrapped her tightly, gently and irresistibly pushing her to another place that was both out of reach and yet within reach.

A white light flashed, and a completely different scene appeared before Yan Qingyan's eyes.

'What a nice view'

This was the first thought that came to Yan Qingyan’s mind when she opened her eyes.

There are clusters of flowers and green willows swaying in the wind. Behind the four people is the vortex-shaped 'exit' of the secret realm. In front of them are flowers of various colors vying for beauty, and branches sparkling with starlight, as if the sky is full of stars scattered on the earth, merging with all things in nature.

The trees here are not like the spiritual trees in the outside world. They grow very "freely". Some are very naughty, bending towards them with a grimace, while others are very kind, generously making a heart shape...

The spring water slides down from the top of the trees, merges into the ground, and is drunk by the flowers on the ground, but the source of the spring water cannot be seen at a glance. The white flying catkins float aimlessly like fireflies, and when they collide, they will collide to produce colorful sparks...

A magnificent picture suddenly unfolded before everyone.

This was the first time Yan Qingyan saw this scene and she felt dazed, as if she had entered a dream and couldn’t tell the difference between reality and illusion.

Is it that the second dimension has ascended to my side, or did I accidentally descend to a lower dimension?

In a trance, Yan Qingyan felt that the bottleneck that had been stuck in the early stage of foundation building was slightly loosened.

Ye Feichen and his companions were not surprised at all. They used their skills skillfully and began to survey the terrain.

Their expressions were tense, and they were in no mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

Yan Qingyan couldn't help but ask, "Are all these secret realms painted in this style?"

She knew that there were many wonders in the world of immortal cultivation, but she didn't expect them to be this strange!

'Style? '

Yuan Yizhi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Qingyan, in many cases, the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are."

You mean, it's dangerous here?

Yan Qingyan looked around regretfully.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, you cannot appreciate it with your whole heart, because it may very likely take your life without you noticing.

Dongfang Huai frowned and said, "My spiritual awareness is blocked. I can only take it one step at a time."

"Everyone, form your formation and move forward carefully!" Ye Feichen switched to serious mode.

Yan Qingyan took out a seed and carefully stimulated the vines to explore the way forward.

Everyone walked forward slowly.

"Are these spiritual plants?" Yan Qingyan felt a little strange. Her wood-based abilities made it difficult to communicate with these 'plants'.

"Probably not." Dongfang Huaiwei shook his head and said uncertainly, "The plants here cannot leave the secret realm. There was once a spiritual plant master who issued a bounty to collect various plants in the secret realm, but without exception, the moment they left the secret realm, even the spiritual plants placed in the storage ring would quickly wither."

Yan Qingyan thought about it and, driven by curiosity, dug up a small grass.

On the surface, it was placed in a storage ring, but in fact it was transplanted to the Lingquan space.

Yan Qingyan's spiritual sense swept across the spiritual field of space. As the scope of space continued to expand, some newly expanded territories had not yet been cultivated. It was a good opportunity to choose an open space to place these secret plants.

However, the "irrationality" of this place made Yan Qingyan a little worried, so she deliberately drew a barrier to separate this area from other places.

Dongfang Huaiwei saw Yan Qingyan's actions and smiled helplessly.

People have a strong curiosity. The more you are not allowed to do something, the more you want to do it.

The conclusions you draw from your own practice are more memorable than those told to you by others.

A group of four walked slowly.

Yan Qingyan manipulated the vines to explore the way, played 'VLOG' with a photo stone, and selected plants to transplant into the space.

How busy!

After walking for about an hour, they did not find any valuable treasures.

"No!" Yuan Yizi said suddenly.

Yan Qingyan and others stopped and turned to look at him.

Yuan Yizi pointed to the side.

Yan Qingyan turned her head to look.

I saw a willow tree with its trunk bent into an 'S' shape, standing there quietly, like an enchanting dancer.

And somewhere on its branches, there was a faint fluctuation of water-based spiritual power, and two large and bright characters were printed on it: "Xiao Yao".

"This is the mark I left behind." Yuan Yizi said solemnly, "Illusion, we are lost."