Chapter 159 Moon Spirit Grass

"Please, saints, open the ban!" Fang Xiandao shouted loudly into the air. In the air, several spiritual powers emerged at the same time. Six saints in total, representing Wusheng College, the four major sects and the black market, burst out together. In front of the entrance to the holy land, a teleportation array condensed. This teleportation array is the entrance to the holy land. "Let's go!" Seeing the teleportation array condensed, the saint snorted coldly and walked in directly. The black market warriors all stepped forward and followed the saint. "Let's go too." Yan Xuan snorted coldly and entered the teleportation array. His figure flashed and disappeared. The disciples of Zhuyan Sect also followed him in. Next, the disciples of Sanxian Island and Fengshen Sect all entered. When the disciples of Hanxue Pavilion walked over, a figure suddenly stopped. "Thank you, Mr. Chu, for your help just now."

Han Yueli stopped, thanked Chu Fengmian, and then slowly walked into the teleportation array.

"Why does Han Yueli's technique seem familiar?"

Watching Han Yueli enter the teleportation array, Chu Fengmian was a little stunned for a moment.

Han Yueli's technique actually made Chu Fengmian feel familiar, not because Chu Fengmian had seen her technique somewhere before.

But among the people Chu Fengmian knew, it seemed that he practiced the same technique as Han Yueli.

But Chu Fengmian couldn't remember what happened ten thousand years ago, and he couldn't think of it for a while.

"Brother Chu, Han Yueli has left, so don't be in a daze anymore."

A Wusheng Academy disciple next to him said jokingly, looking at Chu Fengmian's dazed look.

Since Chu Fengmian helped them break their inner demons, the attitude of these Wusheng Academy disciples towards Chu Fengmian has also improved a lot.

Most of them were jealous and envious of Chu Fengmian, but they didn't have much hostility. Now that they owed Chu Fengmian a favor, they naturally didn't have the same hostility as before.

"Let's go."

Chu Fengmian chuckled and didn't say anything.

Chu Fengmian had lived two lives, so he naturally looked down on women. It was impossible for him to be as intoxicated as a young warrior. He was in a daze, but he couldn't remember where he had seen the martial arts of Han Yueli.

But now the matter of the holy land is more important. Chu Fengmian still has a yearning for this rumored holy land.

"Swoosh!"

Chu Fengmian moved his feet, and his figure flashed, and he also entered the holy land.

For a moment, the sky was spinning, and when Chu Fengmian saw the scene in front of him, Chu Fengmian had already arrived next to a pool.

Near Chu Fengmian, there were extremely dense jungles. Chu Fengmian opened his spiritual sense and saw that there was no trace of any spiritual master within ten miles.

"This teleportation array actually teleports warriors to different places?"

Chu Fengmian glanced around and whispered to himself.

"It seems that this holy land is bigger than I imagined. There are more than a hundred disciples coming in this time. Together with the warriors who have entered the holy land for cultivation in the past, there are at least thousands of people in this holy land."

In fact, there are not only warriors who entered this year in the holy land. Many warriors who entered the holy land in the past did not leave through a teleportation array at the edge of the holy land, but have been practicing in the holy land.

In Wusheng College, countless core disciples from the four major sects have been practicing in the holy land. Any warrior has only one chance to enter this holy land in his lifetime.

If you have entered once, the teleportation array will be invalid if you want to enter again, and you are not allowed to enter again.

This teleportation array comes from the prohibition of this holy land, and it is not controlled by the saints of the four major sects of Wusheng College. Therefore, once you enter it, you will not leave unless something urgent happens.

Counting, there are at least a thousand people in this holy land.

"Now within ten miles, there is no trace of any spiritual master. This holy land looks only a hundred miles in size from the outside. Now that I have entered it, it is indeed a different world."

Chu Fengmian thought secretly in his heart.

He stretched out one hand in front of him, and in the palm of Chu Fengmian's hand, it quickly became wet and formed a few drops of dew.

These dewdrops are not ordinary dewdrops, but spiritual liquid condensed from spiritual power.

Such a drop of spiritual liquid is at least equivalent to the spiritual power of ten Qi Gathering Pills.

The spiritual energy in this holy land is at least dozens of times more than that of the outside world. Chu Fengmian can condense such spiritual liquid with his hands.

No wonder warriors who enter this holy land will soar to the sky after leaving, even if they don't encounter any adventures.

The concentration of the spiritual energy alone is dozens of times richer than that of the outer gate. One day of cultivation in it is equivalent to dozens of days of hard training outside. Of course, the speed of cultivation will be extremely fast.

"Let's explore this holy land first. It's too wasteful to come here and practice alone."

Chu Fengmian muttered to himself and began to wander around this holy land.

Such a rich spiritual energy must have a reason, but this rich spiritual energy alone is enough to produce many precious medicinal materials.

"Is that the Moon Spirit Grass?"

Chu Fengmian glanced and suddenly saw some crescent-shaped spiritual medicines under a giant tree in front of him.

Moon Spirit Grass, a top-grade spiritual medicine of the Xuan level, can be transformed into refined spiritual power when taken directly, and the medicinal power is at least equal to 10,000 Qi Gathering Pills.

What Chu Fengmian lacks most now is spiritual power. There seem to be at least 20 Moon Spirit Grasses in front of him, which is equivalent to more than 200,000 Qi Gathering Pills, which is also extremely necessary for Chu Fengmian.

"Moon Spirit Grass?"

Just when Chu Fengmian was about to make a move, a voice suddenly sounded on the side.

A man in red suddenly appeared.

From the spiritual power on his body, it can be seen that this man is a disciple of Zhuyan Sect.

"Such a large amount of Yueling Grass can help me break through a realm!"

The disciple of Zhuyan Sect was overjoyed when he saw the Yueling Grass.

Suddenly he saw Chu Fengmian standing on the other side, and took a look at Chu Fengmian. When he saw Chu Fengmian's realm, his expression showed a bit of sneer.

"This Yueling Grass was discovered by Chu first, please leave, senior brother."

Chu Fengmian frowned and said when he saw the disciple of Zhuyan Sect.

The greed in the eyes of this disciple of Zhuyan Sect could not be hidden from Chu Fengmian's eyes, but Chu Fengmian did not intend to conflict with these disciples of Zhuyan Sect.

Judging from his unfamiliar appearance, he should be a disciple of Zhuyan Sect who entered the Holy Land in the last session, or even earlier.