Mo Wentian didn't have time to think about it, so he took out two third-level talismans from the storage bag, fucked in the spiritual energy, and threw it out. In an instant, the temperature of the air around him suddenly dropped, and the cold was bone-cold. The blood-transforming vines that were wriggling back and forth were covered with frost, freezing and stiffening, and their growth rate became extremely slow. Suddenly, they burst out one after another, exploded like fireworks everywhere, and the disgusting green mucus spread all over the sky, and a disgusting smell filled the air.

During the crisis, Mo Wentian used two third-level talismans, Ice Technique and Ice Explosion, to cleverly combine the spells and turn them into powerful pseudo-magic magic spells that burst into ice. Although the talismans are consumable items and are of great value, they are very practical in fighting, because the talisman consumes very low spiritual energy, but they are very powerful. With Mo Wentian's cultivation level, even if the Dantian has sufficient spiritual energy and uses at most three pseudo-magic magic spells, the spiritual energy will be exhausted.

The thin Taoist priest's face changed drastically. The thorn technique had already consumed more than half of his spiritual energy, but he still couldn't trap this person. He became flustered. The fat Taoist priest next to him suddenly understood and said in a lost voice: "Good boy, you are definitely not at the seventh level of Qi Refining."

"You know too late." Mo Wentian sneered, he took out the third-level blood-devouring talisman and instantly emanated. The talisman was like an arrow from the string, with a strange light on the body of the fat Taoist priest. In an instant, the fat Taoist priest was like a ball of breath, and the blood in his body was sucked by the talisman, becoming a skinny and boned mummy, falling to the ground.

The thin Taoist priest was shocked. He had never seen such a strange and powerful talisman, and turned around and was about to run away.

How could Mo Wentian let him escape? He pinched his magic tricks and instantly took the spiritual energy in his dantian. The strong wind passed by, and the thin Taoist priest's bamboo pole-like body broke silently into several pieces, like fireworks, bursting one after another, and the flesh and bones exploded everywhere, and the air was filled with a bloody smell.

If the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect don't kill them all, they will be troubled after leaving the valley. Mo Wentian will not be stingy with spiritual energy and use the pseudo-magic powers, Feng Killing Water Burst to kill him.

After picking up the storage bags of the two, they quickly left, walked around the woods, found a hidden cave, drilled in, cleared it with the dust-proofing technique, sealed the hole, sat cross-legged, held a low-grade spirit stone in each hand, and began to regain spiritual energy.

After consuming ten low-grade spirit stones, the spiritual energy of the Dantian Tian recovered as before. He took out the storage bags of the two Xuantian Sword disciples and began to count the spoils. The two monks seemed to have done a lot of killing and catching treasures, and there were a lot of inventory in them, and there were five or six useless storage bags alone.

There are 220 spiritual stones and 88 Yijin Pills; there are secret books on the martial arts and Techniques, one high-level wood-attribute spell "Tangyi Technique" and one high-level earth-attribute spell "Tao Armor Technique". In terms of spiritual medicine, there are three wood-attribute spirits, twenty-eight Yijin Grass, one hundred and thirty marrow-washing flowers, and countless other low-level herbs, one eye-catching, there are as many as hundreds.

In addition, there is also a white spiritual medicine with branches and leaves that are extremely tough and emitting a faint fragrance. Mo Wentian concentrating his eyes for a long time, and suddenly he recognized this thing. It was actually a seedling of the white bone flower seedling. The white bone flower seedling is a special species of third-level spiritual medicine. It is an exceptional medicine for the refining foundation-building pill. It is extremely precious because it has been transformed from seedlings to seedlings and breaks out of the ground. The seedlings are only in just over a month. If they are not picked during this period, they will grow into a carnivorous plant half a human height. Any animal accidentally touches it, and will melt away all flesh and blood and become a pile of white bones. The adult white bone flower emits a foul smell of rotten corpses, which are often crushed by secular people to make bone-transforming meal to eliminate corpses.

Mo Wentian was very happy. The eight types of third-level spiritual medicines required by the sect’s dungeon mission have been obtained, which is one-half of the task completed.

At this time, the sky was dark outside, and the forest was pitch black, and his eyes were blind. The carnivorous forest in the dark was particularly dangerous. If there were disciples from other sects setting up an ambush and attacking, they would be really hard to guard against. Mo Wentian dared not try it easily. He continued to meditate and practice in the cave, comprehend the snail technique and the earth armor technique. As long as it was the Five Elements spell, his comprehension was extremely fast. In less than a night, he integrated these two spells.

The next day, the sky had just turned bright, and a ray of sunshine enveloped the entire forest. Through the lush branches and leaves, it reflected mottled light on the ground. After sitting and practicing in a whole night, Mo Wen Shen was refreshed. After confirming safety, he used magic to break through the cave, stepped out, and continued to walk into the deep forest along the unfinished road yesterday.

But along the way, the road was as flat as a mirror, with thick broken branches and leaves piled up on both sides, and the sky was covered with traces of being ravaged by magic power. It seemed that a large number of monks passed by here, with many people and powerful people, and they used magic to pass through the way, so naturally they were fearless.

Following the flat road, Mo Went the sky steps like a meteor. In less than a stick of incense, he walked out of the dead and terrifying carnivorous forest. His vision gradually became brighter. A hundred feet away, mountains stacked like dragons, and the peaks stood like sky-piercing cliffs. Looking up at thousands of feet, there was a deep canyon directly in front of the road, as if the mountain was split by a sharp axe, less than two feet apart, about a hundred meters long, and a line of light leaked out from it, like a blue rainbow across the sky, which was amazing and breathtaking.

Under a huge rock in front of the canyon, many disciples from various sects had gathered, sitting on the ground, pondering and silent. They saw Mo Wentian who was gradually approaching from a distance, and their expressions moved slightly, and they looked around. But when they saw that he was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, they snorted coldly and ignored them.

Among this group of monks, there were still seventeen or eighteen disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect in a green Taoist robe. They sat around a red-faced and silver-haired monk like stars holding the moon, with a calm face and a solemn expression; there were less than fifteen disciples of Tianxin Sect in a gray long gown. They sat cross-legged and guarded a white-faced and beardless monk in the middle, with a tragic expression and a little depressed;

There were only five or six disciples of the Feiyun Sect left, all of whom were stained with white shirts and were listless, and they were obviously injured. As for the disciples of other sects, there were less than ten, two people, three people in a group, sitting lazily on the ground. Li Wangqing, the head of Huaxian Sect, and Ren Pingzhi, the head of Huijian Sect, were all among them. The rest were elders or elite disciples of various sects. Mo Wentianwang was also in his eyes, and they were all innocent faces.

After he stepped forward, before he could come to the front, Li Wangqing stood up and said with a look of spring breeze: "Master Mo, I haven't seen you all night, don't be fine!"

"That's natural!" Mo Wentian sneered, walked forward, and hesitated, "You don't go into the canyon to find treasures, but you all sit here quietly, but why?"

Ren Pingzhi, the head of Huijian Sect, sneered and said maliciously: "Master Mo, you might as well go in and take a look."

Mo Wentian's face turned cold. He walked a few steps forward and stared at the canyon. The canyon was less than two feet wide, revealing a line in the sky. A strong wind blew from inside. On the right side of the canyon's entrance, there was a huge rock, which seemed to stand for countless years. Under the reflection of the sun, it shone with silver-gray light.

His brows couldn't help but frown tightly. Not far from the rock, there were several pairs of chaotic footprints, but there was no pair of footprints. It was a warning inexplicably that a pair of eyes were scanning everyone coldly at the entrance of the canyon.

There is definitely something strange here. Don’t ask the sky to sit silently and sit cross-legged without saying a word.

When Ren Pingzhi saw that he did not enter the canyon, a trace of disappointment flashed across his face. He and Li Wangqing, the head of the Huaxian Sect, looked at each other, and the two of them sat on the ground and stopped talking.

For a moment, dozens of monks sat silently, silently as if they were dead.

In about a quarter of an hour, a middle-aged monk rushed over from the forest. Mo Wentian looked from afar, and he knew this person. He was Zhao Zisong, the son of Zhao Zhengyang and a disciple of the Qixuan Sect.

He walked like a meteor, and soon came to everyone's eyes. He looked around and was quite puzzled. He came to a monk in Qinghe County and said inexplicably: "Fellow Daoist Ma, you and I have been together for several years. Can you tell me why I sit here quietly and don't go into the canyon to find treasure?"
Chapter completed!