I don’t know if it’s a curse, but it’s definitely not a good thing.

The dark green rune mark flashed and disappeared. No matter how hard Yang Zhen looked, he couldn't find it. He even used his spiritual power to check every part of his body. He even checked his second penis several times, but still couldn't find it.

How strange!

Not only could I not find it, I didn't even feel the slightest bit strange, as if this curse-like thing was only a flash in the pan and then disappeared.

Since there was nothing unusual, Yang Zhen didn't care too much.

Not to mention that Yang Zhen was sure that there were other Morolas here. Even this kind of almost trifling curse should not take his life, so Yang Zhen did not need to worry too much.

As long as you don’t die, it’s fine. As for what this thing is, just find another Morola to ask.

This is nothing! After that, Yang Zhen finally had time to take a good look at the world around him.

The air was filled with the essence of heaven and earth. It didn't seem that thick, but it had an ancient feeling that made people's hearts tremble.

Yang Zhen took a deep breath and instantly liked this feeling.

Damn, if this kind of vitality of heaven and earth existed in ancient times, then the cultivators at that time would be too lucky. It would be like having a cheat code to practice cultivation. Yang Zhen even planned to practice here for a thousand or eighty years before doing anything else.

But now is obviously not the right time. The little girl and Han Yan'er have gone somewhere unknown, and even the little cat has been blown away. He is not used to being alone, so Yang Zhen decides to find other people first. At the very least, he has to find a Morola or something to ask about the rune on his body.

The mountains seemed to be a world of their own. Yang Zhen had never felt such an ancient atmosphere before. However, this atmosphere contained a faint aura that made people feel palpitating.

Yang Zhen couldn't understand what this palpitating feeling was, but he just felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

This feeling is not pleasant, just like lying on a nice soft bed with your naked butt, which is comfortable enough to make you moan, but there is a grain of rice under your body that you can't get rid of. It's this uncomfortable feeling, a bit unpleasant!

There is no scorching sun in the sky, only a gray sky. The rolling dark clouds give people a sense of oppression.

Among these dark clouds, there was a desolate and long-lasting musty smell that made people feel uncomfortable breathing. If it weren't for the unusually active true energy of heaven and earth here, Yang Zhen would not have wanted to stay here for a moment.

Damn, was that comfortable feeling just now an illusion? The heaven and earth true energy storm at the entrance was extremely terrifying. Yang Zhen didn't know how long he had been flying up and down in the storm, let alone how far he had been when he was spit out by the storm. Anyway, after emitting his spiritual power, he couldn't find the way back, and didn't meet anyone. He simply waited for a while and then walked in one direction. He walked for a day and a night before he met three people.

This is a huge mountain forest, towering into the clouds, with towering trees, rugged rocks, and fragrant flowers and plants, but it also exudes a sense of oppression that makes Yang Zhen feel very strange.

There were three people, one old and two young. The old man was at the peak of Mahayana stage and looked like he had a strong and long-lasting aura, not like an old man at all. The other two were a young couple. The girl looked to be in her twenties, and was delicate and dignified. The way she walked revealed the temperament of a lady from a noble family. The man was even more outstanding in appearance and elegant in demeanor.

The three of them were walking towards the mountain, very quietly along the way, without speaking a word.

Yang Zhen thought for a moment and didn't remember that there were three such people among the two holy places and the independent cultivators who followed. It was very likely that they did not come in with Yang Zhen.

This made Yang Zhen a little confused. Could it be that the people who came in before were not one group, but two groups or even more?

"Fellow countryman! Fellow countryman!"

Yang Zhen chased after him from behind, raised his arm to greet him, with a harmless smile on his face, looking like a scholar in distress.

After hearing the voice, the three of them were all shocked and turned to look at Yang Zhen suspiciously. The young man frowned and asked, "Is this Taoist friend talking to us?"

"Yes, fellow, may I ask where this place is? Why is it a bit strange? Also, how can I get out? I have been wandering around for a long time and still can't find the way out. What's going on?"

The three of them looked at Yang Zhen suspiciously, and then looked at each other, with unpredictable looks flashing in their eyes.

The young man asked hesitantly, "Don't you know where this place is?"

Yang Zhen looked confused and said, "I don't know!"

"Then how did you get in?" As the young man spoke, he turned around seemingly casually, but his feet blocked all of Yang Zhen's retreat routes. His right hand was also placed in the position of a long sword, and he was obviously very wary of Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen looked confused, shook his head and said, "I... don't know. I just came out to gain experience, but I was swept by a storm and came here in a daze."

While speaking, Yang Zhen was paying attention to the expressions of the three people. Sure enough, after hearing his words, the three of them all showed strange expressions on their faces.

The old man asked in a deep voice: "What is your name, young friend? What is your master?"

Yang Zhen's face was bright and sunny. He cupped his hands and said seriously, "I am Li Cangxu, the successor of Tianquan Holy Land. May I know what your name is, senior?"

"Tianquan Holy Land?"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, the old man smiled and said, "I have heard some news. Duan Sihai, that old fellow, has already broken through to the Spiritual Transformation Stage, right?"

Yang Zhen's eyes suddenly widened, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw the old man with a calm expression on his face.

He talks so calmly about a powerful person in the Spirit Transformation Stage. What kind of family does this old man at the peak of the Mahayana Stage come from? It is obvious that his background is very extraordinary.

Yang Zhen smiled and said, "Yes, Master has already broken through to the Spiritual Transformation Stage."

The man and woman's faces changed. They stared at Yang Zhen for a moment, looked at each other, and then walked forward.

The old man said with a smile: "Have you ever heard of this old man, Gong Sanhe?"

Yang Zhen suddenly realized, and said with a bow, "So it's Senior Gong. I've heard a lot about you. Senior, what exactly is this place, and why is it so strange?"

The old man looked at Yang Zhen in surprise and said nothing. The young man smiled and said, "I really don't know whether you are lucky or unlucky. This is an ancient relic. But since you are here, maybe you can have some opportunities. Just work hard."

Yang Zhen nodded, feeling a little strange. He knew nothing about Gong Sanhe. However, Gong Sanhe was a peak Mahayana cultivator. Even if his cultivation was not as good as Duan Sihai's, he was not much worse. It was okay for him to act like he had a mine at home, but this young cultivator was only at the early Mahayana stage, and it was a bit strange for him to act like his family ran a bank.

Sure enough, they have a great background! Looking at the three people who have a profound background in both temperament and cultivation, Yang Zhen is becoming more and more curious about their origins.

After walking for a while, the young man frowned and said, "Why are you still following us?"

Yang Zhen was stunned, looking at the three people with confused faces and said: "Why, I can't take this road?"

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, the young man's expression froze. He narrowed his eyes, looked Yang Zhen up and down, and his expression became a little gloomy.

(End of this chapter)