Chapter 108 Wangxian Sect Ruins

Ergou is already very familiar with the spacious and accessible main mine.

He never thought that he would be caught by the Haorizong people on the way to find Youluo Sect, and would be forced to become a slave miner here.

Back then, he practiced again and practiced the techniques taught by Meng Wuya. He made rapid progress and reached the fifth level of Qi refining in the blink of an eye!

But now after so many years, he is still at the fifth level of Qi refining!

There is no shortage of spirit stones in the spirit stone mine.

But no one dares to practice with these spiritual stones.

There will be supervisors patrolling from time to time.

And everyone has a book that records the state of each miner when he entered the cave.

As long as the realm changes, it means that the miner has hidden spiritual stones to practice!

At the very least, he could give up his cultivation and become a mortal miner, doing more difficult and tiring work.

At worst, it sucks the soul and refines the soul, just like the living dead!

Ergou is simple and honest, but not stupid.

I have seen too many monks over the years. Regardless of their level of cultivation, as long as they show some prowess, they will be arrested by the supervisors of the Haori Sect.

Eventually I never see anyone again.

He doesn't practice, but that doesn't mean he just accepts his fate!

Walking along the main mine, there are numerous entrances that turn into smaller mines.

These were dug out by some miners, including Ergou, who also dug a bottomless mine tunnel.

He spent six years digging this mine tunnel, and he didn't know where he found it.

But every few hundred steps, he would dig a little diagonally upward!

He firmly believes that one day, he can dig it into the ground!

When the time comes, you can escape alive!

Walking all the way to the entrance of his mine, Ergou turned directly in.

After walking to the end, he opened up some spirit stone slag, revealing a strange dark red knife.

The slag that buried the knife had turned gray-white, indicating that the spiritual energy in the slag, which was not rich in content, had been absorbed by the knife.

"I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. I really don't know that this magical weapon can absorb spiritual power automatically."

Ergou picked up the mining pick, dug down the mineral soil bit by bit, and buried the knife again.

As if feeling the aura of spiritual power, the knife flashed a strange dark red light, and then gradually dimmed...

North Yaozhou.

Meng Wuya arrived at a market town, bought some mortal clothes, put them on, and sat in a restaurant.

Before she was suppressed, she was the treasure held by the entire Youluo Sect.

But it is also the murder weapon of Youluo Sect.

Apart from practicing, she also kills people in Wanjian Mountain!

So I don’t understand the ways of the world.

All matters outside of Youluo Sect were told to her by Master Luo Ruyan and a group of elders.

It wasn't until Sun Xuanhua told her many things about Yaozhou in the past six years that she understood a lot.

For example, to inquire about information, Mortal Restaurant is the most suitable place.

Here are mortals telling strange stories.

There are also low-level monks who brag and spank.

Meng Wuya thought that since Ergou hadn't arrived at Youluo Sect for six years, there must have been an accident on the way.

And his unique braid must be the most impressive.

As long as she has the general direction, she can rush there. After getting closer to the natal magic weapon, she can naturally detect the location.

Sitting by the window, she seemed to be looking at the stone road outside and thinking deeply, but in fact, the voices from the entire second floor of the restaurant reached her ears.

"Did you know that Wang Dalang, who was selling sesame cakes a few days ago, suddenly died suddenly?"

"Hey, I just found out that her wife committed adultery with a handsome boy named A Qing, and then gave him poison!"

"No one cares about things like this?"

"Who cares? There are so many immortal masters in the town recently, no one dares to care!"

"..."

"Have you heard that the people in Wanjian Mountain have gone crazy recently? It's best not to mess with them!"

"Wanjianshan is a famous and upright sect in Yaozhou. From what I can see, it must be the resurgence of the demonic monks!"

"..."

"Fellow Taoist, I am a member of the Fu Sect! We caught you sleeping with my junior sister. How many spiritual stones are you going to use to resolve this matter?"

"Zhao Fu Sect? What a majestic figure! You dare to play Immortal Dance with me? Tell me, how many spirit stones, I will be a beggar!"

"..."

Meng Wuya listened to various sounds and secretly found them interesting.

Why have you never thought of dressing up as a mortal and eavesdropping in these restaurants?

At this time, two more lowered voices came into her ears.

"There are only two years left in the century-old secret realm! Have you found the helper I want?"

"Found them, they are all above the middle stage of foundation building! Let's meet under Zilang Peak before the secret realm opens!"

"That's great! Wanjian Mountain seems to be looking for someone in the past two years. It is estimated that not many people will come to the secret realm! And I heard that in the Juhao Mountains, the Magic Wheel Sect is also ready to make a move, and the Haori Sect is probably too busy to take care of itself... …This kind of big sect can’t care about the secret realm, but this is the opportunity I’ve been waiting for!”

"That's right, this secret realm happens once in a hundred years, and now it's the third time! If we can gain something, I think some of us will be able to achieve a few pill-forming stages, and we may be able to truly gain a foothold in Yaozhou!"

"..."

The two people talking were both in the middle stage of foundation building. They never imagined that Meng Wuya, who didn't understand anything, would sit in the restaurant and eavesdrop on their conversation.

Generally speaking, it is impossible for people in the foundation-building stage to talk in a restaurant, but these two people did the opposite, thinking that with their own realm, they would lower their voices so that no one would hear them!

Furthermore, almost everyone in Yaozhou knows the news about this secret realm.

They were just discussing how to unite!

As for Meng Wuya, although his realm has not yet returned to the pill-forming stage, it is absolutely impossible even in a short period of time.

But it is easy to listen to the conversation between these two people.

She was not interested in the secret realm.

Instead, I heard the words Zilangfeng!

Sun Xuanhua said that Master and the Master of Wanjian Mountain finally fought to the death on the top of Zilang Peak.

As a result, the golden elixirs came out one after another, and eventually both of them disappeared!

Could it be that the secret realm has something to do with Master and the others?

Furthermore, from what they said, it seemed that the secret realm was opened for the third time two years later.

And the master has disappeared for more than three hundred years...

Meng Wuya secretly kept an eye on it.

This secret place must be visited when the time comes!

So before that, Ergou still had to be found, not only because of Zhu Yun's relationship, but also to get back his natal magic weapon!

The rest of the conversation between the two people contained no useful information. They basically cared about what would happen after they became stronger.

Meng Wuya sneered, of course she was looking at it from the perspective of the Danjie stage.

She planned to sit there for a while and then go to the Juhao Mountains to look for people from the Magic Wheel Sect!

Back then, they both belonged to the devil's path, so they had some connections. Maybe they could give her some face and help her find out if Ergou was lost in the Juhao Mountains!

Yunzhou.

At the foot of the Wangxian Sect, Zhu Yun frowned and asked Sun Qiniang beside him: "Are you sure there are only two people in the Wangxian Sect?"

Sun Qiniang said helplessly: "When I followed my two elder brothers to make a living here, I knew very well that there were only two people in Wangxian Sect!"

Zhu Yun curled his lips, pointed at the mountain gate and said, "Don't tell me that the three people sitting there were blinded by me!"

Before that, the two of them visited many places, but they were able to find a place with weapon refining.

But it was too crude, and Zhu Yun was afraid that the sword given to Sun Qiniang would be damaged.

Finally, the two of them discussed and came to Wangxian Sect to have a look.

After all, they are a sect, and the weapon refining room must be more complete, and even if they find out it is a sword, they won't be so stingy, right?

At worst, Zhu Yun takes some elixirs as reward, and I hope that the Immortal Sect will not be in trouble.

But after finally arriving here, not only did I see three people sitting at the mountain gate, but also monks dressed in various costumes, walking along the mountain path into the Lookout Immortal Sect!

At this time, Zhu Yun became suspicious of Sun Qiniang.

"How about we go up and have a look? Maybe the Wangxian Sect has become more prosperous in the past two years?"

Sun Qiniang only thinks about her ice blue sword now.

"Just take a look. It took a lot of effort to get here. I just wanted to borrow the weapon refining room."

Zhu Yun thought for a moment, then walked to the mountain gate with Sun Qiniang.

"Do fellow Taoists also come to the Wangxian Sect ruins to practice?"

A monk stretched out his hand towards Zhu Yun, made an empty fist, and rubbed his thumb and index finger back and forth.

Zhu Yun didn't understand, and was even more curious as to why the word "relics" was mentioned, but Sun Qiniang was smart and took out a spiritual stone and handed it over.

"I'm here for the first time, so I'd like to ask you two to tell me how this sect has become a ruins because of its rich spiritual energy."

The monk excitedly took the spirit stone, tossed it in his hand, laughed, and said: "The two of you are really behind the times. The master and deputy master of Wangxian Sect went to Yaozhou a few years ago. ! There is no one here, so the monks in this area naturally come here to practice! Maybe if you look around, you can find some good things they left behind!"

"I see!"

Sun Qiniang suddenly understood and smiled again: "Those three are sitting here..."

"For the monks within a hundred miles of radius, this ruins is a good place for cultivation and treasure hunting! But too many people means too many inconveniences! The three of us will sit here to collect protection fees. Since the two Taoist friends have Lingshi, then the three of us will naturally protect you!"

As he spoke, the monk's momentum suddenly rose, "I'm at the twelfth level of Qi Refining! You two, please don't cause trouble in there!"

Zhu Yun and Meng Wuya both took the Qi Condensation Pill, and their auras were displayed in the sixth level of Qi Refining. No wonder this monk was a little arrogant.

The two looked at each other and bowed their hands to the three monks.

Only then did he enter the Wangxian Sect.

Someone has set the rules here, which is a good thing for them!

They searched all the way and finally found the weapon refining room!

It's just that the place is a little dilapidated, and there is only one stove left in the huge refining room.

Come to think of it, everything that could be moved was moved!

Fortunately, Zhu Yun only lacked a stove, and there was no shortage of other tools, including spiritual wood and spiritual charcoal for the fire.

"Qiniang, you stay outside and I'll help you repair your natal magic weapon!"

Zhu Yun was busy for a while while Qiniang was relaxing outside.

Not long after, a clanking sound came out, and Sun Qiniang's mood gradually became excited.

As long as her natal magic weapon is repaired, her injuries can truly be restored, and her strength can return to the peak of the twelfth level of Qi refining!

But after a cup of tea, a cursing voice came from the bamboo forest outside the weapon refining room!

"Who the hell is forging iron here and not allowing people to practice?"

As soon as he finished speaking, two monks, a man and a woman, rushed out in disheveled clothes!