The next morning.

As the miasma of the Ten Thousand Mountains dissipated, thousands of swords suddenly appeared in the sky above Lixi Town and rushed into the mountains.

Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu were riding side by side, and they saw their senior sister's clothes fluttering, rustling in the wind.

Lin Duanshan, Duan Fenhai and Guan Shanyue were not far ahead, running forward with swords shining on their feet.

"Let's go to Langgan Cave first." Lin Duanshan said to everyone, "Langgan Cave is the closest to us. In previous years, it was basically under the control of Shushan, so there are many Shushan fellows who go there to drink the ten thousand year old stone milk."

"You and I are both in the top five of the Immortal Sword List. Who dares to snatch the stone milk share from us?" Duan Fenhai said coldly.

"There's no need to fight for it." Guan Shanyue blinked. "If they arrive early and rush over to drink up all the oozing stone milk, who can we hold accountable after we get there?"

"That's right." Lin Duanshan said seriously, "We still need to avoid unnecessary troubles, arrive early and eat well."

God damn, it's better to eat it! Ling Yunpo almost burst into tears.

But this is indeed the truth, so everyone mobilized more true energy, urged the sword light, and left in a cloud of dust.

Langgan Cave is located in the northern part of the Shiwanda Mountains, on a peak called "Baoding Mountain".

This place is about the same distance from Donghuang Temple and Lixi Town, and has always been a battleground for Shushan and Donghuangdao.

However, the gap in combat power between the two sides is so huge that Shushan will soon defeat Donghuang Dao and Baoding Mountain will be completely controlled by Shushan.

Continuing to move forward, everyone encountered the same problem as Wei Dongliu and his group had encountered before.

The miasma is too heavy at high altitudes.

The so-called dissipation of miasma actually means that the miasma close to the surface dissipates, and it starts to become thick again several dozen feet upwards.

So much so that everyone had to give up flying swords and walk through the jungle.

Lin Duanshan and his men had participated in the Southern Expedition every year and were very familiar with the route. Ling Yunpo had also walked through the jungles of Southern Xinjiang when he was transformed into Wei Dongliu, so he was also very familiar with the surrounding environment. With a casual sword move, he nailed a triangular-headed venomous snake that was quietly hanging down from the treetops and trying to sneak attack him to death on the tree.

Senior Sister An Zhisuan was here for the first time. She looked around with great interest and stayed by Ling Yun's side all the time.

When they arrived near Baoding Mountain and just as they came out of the woods, they came face to face with a group of demon sect monks.

Ling Yunpo was very familiar with the Demon Cult. He recognized them as cultivators from the Yin Gui Dao at a glance. He immediately drew out the Qingping Sword and used a move called White Rainbow Piercing the Sun, rapidly piercing the leading cultivator's chest.

The demonic monks on the opposite side immediately dispersed, casting all kinds of spells. Eerie ghostly shadows covered the sky and the ground, completely blocking the view from this side.

Ling Yunpo took a closer look and was delighted.

The most common of these is the signature technique of the Yin Gui Dao Foundation Establishment Realm, "Grudge Curse and Killing", which condenses the souls of those who died violently and are full of resentment into evil ghosts. When fighting, they are extremely ferocious and do not even require the Yin Gui Dao cultivators to control them, they just need to be launched.

When Wei Dongliu was chatting with Wen Yang in private, he heard Wen Yang say that when this technique was first studied, it was benchmarked against the Shushan secret sword-riding technique.

It turns out that it's OK for bullying ordinary Shushan disciples, but it's basically no match for the sword immortals at the top of the Immortal Sword List.

Although everyone's vision was blocked by the magic, they still relied on the impression they had just gotten and shot their flying swords blindly, breaking through the magic and killing all the evil monks on the opposite side with accuracy - Senior Sister An's Feiyan Sword even killed two people at once, which made Ling Yunpo amazed.

Since returning from the secret realm of Baiyujing, Senior Sister An's natural swordsmanship has awakened, and her swordsmanship has become more and more sharp.

After killing these evil monks, everyone looked at each other, and no one went up to search the bodies.

After all, the top five on the Fairy Sword Ranking are now gathered together. No one can bring themselves to "plunder" the loot like independent cultivators, and they are ordinary demon sect cultivators who probably don't have any good stuff.

"Ahem." Ling Yunpo coughed and said righteously, "Don't waste time, let's move forward quickly!"

"That's right." Everyone quickly echoed.

The group quickly passed this place and headed towards Baoding Mountain.

This place is shrouded in miasma and has been almost uninhabited for a hundred thousand years. The mountain roads are also rugged and difficult to travel, and many places are simply impossible to step on.

However, they were all cultivators, especially the Shushan Sword Immortals who were famous for their strong bones. They moved forward effortlessly and soon arrived at the Langgan Cave.

Langgan Cave is a natural cave with irregular outlines and no signs of polishing. It is worth noting that the stone that makes up the rock wall is ivory white, like jade but not jade, which is called "Langgan".

After the group entered the cave, Duan Fenhai walked in front to lead the way, and the others followed behind. All the flying swords were suspended in the air, floating forward following the footsteps of the sword immortal, ready to go.

Finally we arrived at a larger cave, where we saw a large number of stalactites and stalagmites, densely packed like a forest.

From time to time, there is the sound of water dripping into the pool, making the surroundings seem even darker and quieter.

At the end of the stalagmite forest is a naturally formed "pool of water".

The pool was not big, about ten feet in diameter, and four fingers higher than the flat bottom. The liquid in it was neither clear nor transparent, but sticky and milky, giving off a strange aroma like burning spices.

Gradually, a drop of stalactite fell from the stalactite and fell into the pool, making a crisp sound.

"This stalactite can only be scooped up with wooden containers, otherwise it will turn into clear water once it leaves the pool." Lin Duanshan reminded everyone.

So everyone took out the wooden cups and bowls that they had prepared and went forward to scoop up the stone milk.

Although this stone milk can perfect the Purple Palace, and each mouthful is equivalent to one year's cultivation of the Purple Palace, it is also extremely toxic.

If you drink it all at once, you will reach your limit after ten sips at most. Once the poison is completely gone, drinking more will be useless.

But if you only drink one sip, then go back and slowly refine the poison, and come back next year… In this way, you can drink a maximum of forty sips, which is equivalent to forty years of cultivation.

Lin Duanshan took the cup and sipped slowly; Duan Fenhai drank it all in one gulp; Guan Shanyue put it away, seemingly not intending to take it immediately.

All three of them plan to take just a sip, take it slow, and come back next year.

Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu, as they don't have sufficient background, will most likely not be able to come next year, so they prepared a large bowl - Ling Yunpo originally wanted to get a wooden urn to put all the stalactite away, but was stopped by Senior Sister An.

If placed in a container, the spirit can only last for seven days at most. It is not enough time for the medicine in the body to be digested. Why do this thing that hurts others and does not benefit yourself?

Ling Yunpo even thought about letting the Kunlun Mirror record the spatial coordinates of this place and then transmitting it here for drinking after a year.

While this is feasible, there is a huge risk in the motivation, which is "Why just one drink this time?"

According to common sense, considering that we won’t be able to come back next year, we should squeeze out the most benefits at one time.

If you only take a sip, it's inevitable that people would think, "This guy must have some other way to come to the Shiwan Mountains next year."

It would be fine for others to think so, but if Senior Sister An thought so, given her personality, she would never ask any more questions, and might even be happy for Ling Yunpo... But Ling Yunpo didn't want Senior Sister to misunderstand him!

The most important thing is that the second-grade golden elixir is already a foregone conclusion, and the first-grade golden elixir is hopeless at all. What does it matter if we lose these thirty years?

It’s better to share the joys and sorrows with Senior Sister and drink just this once!

Ling Yunpo raised the wooden bowl, gulped down the drink, and then smacked his lips.

Mm, a little sweet, like fermented vanilla yogurt...

It doesn't seem to be poisonous?

What about poison?