In the fog, the three masters looked at each other and saw the excitement in each other's eyes. Wanling Valley was about to be born, and the infinite treasures of heaven and earth will be enjoyed exclusively by the Xuantian Alliance. Unfortunately, the three of them could not go to the valley in person to obtain the treasures, because Wanling Valley had a ban, and only monks who were above the seventh level of Qi refining could enter it.

At this moment, cheers suddenly burst out from the crowd, the fog gradually dissipated, and there was a nearly transparent layer of gray clouds in front of me, gradually becoming brighter. On the top of Kunshan, the dangerous cliffs and cliffs cracked and opened, and the turbulent waterfall poured down, which was as amazing as a miracle.

"Cloud Cave! That's a cloud cave!" The disciples were stunned and could hardly believe their eyes. When the bright moon hangs high, Kunshan is as clear as day, and it is clear at a glance. But when the clouds are dim and the night fog covers the earth, the top of Kunshan actually transforms into a cloud cave, with walls standing thousands of feet high, and the waterfall is like a Milky Way. After the waterfall, the cloud cave quietly stands on it.

Xu Tianji waved his feather fan in his hand and laughed loudly, "The sky rock is about to break, and I look up at the flying spring and the cloud cave, it's wonderful, wonderful!"

Lin Yuzhou looked a little hesitant and asked, "President Zhou, when you walk into this cloud cave, will you reach Wanling Valley?"

"Not bad! This is the entrance to Wanling Valley." Master Zhou nodded and said, "Two masters, we will arrange for disciples to go to the valley to find treasure!"

Xu Tianji and Lin Yuzhou said yes in unison, stood up, waved their long sleeves, and went down to make arrangements.

Accompanied by the fifth elder Miao Sanjiang, Xu Tianji Shi Ran came to everyone and said aloud: "Everyone, no matter which sect you come from? When you come here, you will be considered a disciple of Feiyun Sect."

He always smiled in his face, like a spring breeze, which made people feel good in their hearts. Several cultivators from other sects were thriving in their blood and immediately said: "I am the inferior, I am willing to follow the arrangements of Master Xu."

Xu Tianji laughed and said, "I'm sure you don't care about it. The Yun Cave is imported from Wanling Valley, which contains countless treasures of heaven and earth. After you enter the valley to find the treasures, you must submit them all to our sect. I will reward them according to the contributions paid. But no matter what, I promise here that as long as you enter the valley, you can directly become a disciple of our sect."

Some monks were flushed with red eyes and their eyes flashed, and they were obviously very moved; but some monks were originally the mind of a sect, so they naturally had the idea of ​​making a chicken head and a phoenix tail, and they were indifferent to it; while Mo Wentian's expression was as usual, he sneered in his heart, obviously very disdainful.

Xu Tianji looked around, took everyone's expressions back into his eyes, and ordered in a deep voice: "Everyone, so let's prepare to enter the cloud cave!"

The monks responded that at this time, the disciples of the Tianxin Sect had already walked into the Yuncao in turn, and the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect followed closely and walked in one after another. Mo Wentian followed the crowd at the end, and in front of him was Zhao Zisong, a disciple of the Qixuan Sect. This man looked arrogant and seemed to take no one seriously. He even disdained Mo Wentian. His arrogant attitude was disgusted with everyone.

Mo Wentian couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, no wonder Zhao Zhengyang would rather disband the Lianqing Sect than pass the position of the leader to him. It was just a level of cultivation at the seventh level of Qi Refining. Among the many cultivators entering the Yun Cave, their strength was almost at the bottom. They were still so arrogant and ignorant, and they were simply seeking death.

As Zhao Zisong disappeared into the cloud cave, Mo Wentian raised his eyes and stared at the cloud cave that was in a treacherous way, and was about to step forward, but at this moment, the task prompt sounded. He was confused and quickly checked the news of the stone tablet. Sure enough, a task was refreshed on it.

Sect dungeon mission: In Wanling Valley, collect eight third-level spiritual medicines of different types.

At this moment, the mission was refreshed, and the Wanling Valley was imperative. Mo Wentian did not hesitate anymore, and walked into the cloud cave with great strides. The moment he landed, the whole world changed, and the surging wind raged, like a great monk using magical powers, containing tremendous power. He was in it, as if the bones were about to blow, the meridians were about to blow, and the blood was about to blow dry.

Mo Wentian was shocked. The strange wind was so powerful. His spiritual energy circulated around him, resisting the strong wind, and walking step by step along the treacherous passage of the cloud cave. The space around him gradually became larger and the wind became more violent. He met many monks along the way, all of whom were solemn, and they all silently used their spiritual power and moved forward slowly.

In a moment, many cultivators were left behind by him, and they were basically cultivators at the seventh level of Qi refining and the great perfection of Qi refining. Most of the ones walking in front were cultivators at the eighth or ninth level of Qi refining. Gradually, he also saw the clues that Yunku Monster Wind was obviously a ban set up by the monks of great supernatural powers. The higher the cultivator's cultivation level, the more violent the monster's rebound; but if a cultivator below the seventh level of Qi refining, he could not withstand the erosion of the monster wind, he would be blown into a mummy in an instant.

Just as he said this, a scream suddenly came from behind him. It was obvious that a monk died in the strong wind. Not far from Mo Wentian, a disciple of Tianxin Sect from the eighth level of Qi Refining Sect snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Prince Zimo just broke through the seventh level of Qi Refining, and his realm is still unstable. He didn't know how to come to Wanling Valley for life and death. It's really stupid."

His voice was extremely cold, and his indifference to the death of his junior brother in the sect made people feel cold, and the cruelty and ruthlessness of the cultivation world was fully displayed.

The death of the disciple of the Tianxin Sect made other monks cautious. They knew that the strange wind was so powerful that they would be blown into a human fuck if they were not careful. They were now circulating their spiritual energy, spreading all over their bodies. There were already many monks holding a low-grade spiritual stone in their hands to replenish the consumed spiritual energy.

After walking for nearly a stick of incense, the distance between the monks was widened, and they could no longer see each other. There was no trace of Mo Wentian. At this time, the low-grade spirit stones holding his left and right hands were dim and half of the spiritual energy in the Dantian were consumed, but the cloud cave seemed to have no end, and it was staggering in the strong wind for a long time, but it still couldn't find an exit.

He was wondering, if the exit of the Yuncao was still far away, almost all monks would die because of the consumption of spiritual energy and be eroded by the strong wind. When he was thinking, he stepped on his feet. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly became clear. Under the bright sunshine, dangerous peaks stood, rocks were rugged, and the water and valleys were clear. Lush forests could be seen everywhere, with light green grasslands, and various strange flowers and plants dotted them. When he breathed, his spiritual energy was extremely abundant, just like a paradise.

"Wanling Valley, is this Wanling Valley?" Mo Wentian was extremely shocked. He looked around and saw the light green grass, first-level spiritual medicine dotted like stars under the sunlight, and there were also a small amount of second-level spiritual medicine. At this time, many monks had already walked out of the cloud cave and were frantically picking spiritual medicine on this vast grassland.

With his eyes wide open, he found several marrow-washing flowers blooming in the sun, with a delicate and lingering light spiritual energy. In his joy, he was about to move over, but a disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect intercepted him and said coldly: "Fellow Taoist, this grassland has already belonged to the Xuantian Sword Sect, you might as well go somewhere else!"

Seeing that he was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining, Mo Wentian was about to get angry. Suddenly, his heart felt a sense of emotion and his eyes swept away. As a result, he saw three disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect surrounded him with the horns, and his face was not good.

Mo Wentian felt awe-inspiringly, hugged the disciple who was talking, and turned around and left. His fists were hard to beat four hands. Although he was not afraid of this person, he could not afford to offend the Xuantian Sword Sect.

"You know what you are." The disciple of Xuantian Sword Sect laughed, ignored him, and picked up spiritual medicine with other fellow disciples.

Mo Wentian walked back and forth, and this spiritual meadow had been divided into three pieces. The largest piece was occupied by the Xuantian Sword Sect, and the remaining two pieces were divided by the disciples of the Tianxin Sect and Feiyun Sect respectively. The number of disciples of the Feiyun Sect was the smallest, and the area of ​​the spiritual meadow was also the smallest, which was only half the size of the spiritual meadow of the Xuantian Sword Sect. As for the disciples of other sects in Qinghe County, they were excluded.

Mo Wentian was quite helpless and could only follow a stream next to the Lingzhi Grassland and continue walking inside, gradually moving away, and walking into a lush and towering forest of ancient cypresses.
Chapter completed!