The Monk

Chapter 565 Entering the Valley

Zhizun said casually: "How long have I not been here, how do I know?" He continued to study the array diagram. After a while, he said to Zhang Awei: "It won't work this time, the time is too short; the formation diagram is too complicated, and some parts can't be understood. You can go to the Valley of Refining Gods with us."

Zhang Wen said yes, he even wanted to stay a little longer and meet the big tiger Hu Ping and the grass spirit baby Fu Ling.

Xue Sha always wears red clothes and stands neatly, which is the most obvious symbol of Shiwandashan. After they set up their tents and rested, the cultivators in the four fields resumed whispering, and they all speculated that there are so many tops in the Shiwandashan sect. Why are the masters here? Is there a rare treasure in the valley?

Zhang was afraid that he would live in a tent and sleep all day long. Ten days later, Zuo Shi came to him: "Based on the previous time, the passage will appear in an hour, so be prepared."

Zhang Ping said that he knew, went out to put away the tent, and then gathered with everyone. Cultivators from all over the field also began to surge, queuing up and squeezing towards the thick wall of fog.

An hour later, the long-lost scene reappeared. Where the thick fog was close to the ground in a certain direction, a road suddenly spread out, with a height and width of more than ten meters, extending into the thick fog.

As soon as the passage appeared, all the cultivators rushed over like crazy, each showing their body and moving forward rapidly inward.

Zuo Shi and his party were lined up in the middle, but because there were five masters present, no one dared to squeeze blood and kill, so they walked into the passage easily. The passage is still the same, with twists and turns, turning left, right, and then walking ten miles to reach the large platform.

The left servant ordered: "You go and break into the tower yourself. Remember, you only have ten days. Regardless of success or failure, come out as soon as possible." The blood killers responded and lined up to enter the nine-story tower.

When the bloodbath entered the tower, the left servant said again: "Enter the valley." A group of six people walked to another road, climbed over a small hillside, and a long stone road appeared. After passing the stone road, there was a grassland, and then walked in , is a large grassland, with mountains and forests on the left, and a lake on the right. It remains unchanged from before.

Zuo Shi and others walked to the left, and there were hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators walking in front of and behind them, all of whom planned to enter the valley to hunt for treasure.

After arriving at the grassland, the cultivators dispersed automatically and quickly rushed towards the woods. Zuo Shi asked, "Shall we go from the other side?" There was a big lake on the other side. Zhang Wen quickly stopped him and said, "There is a strange fish in that lake."

Venerable Ping asked: "Is the strange fish very powerful? Even the five of us can't defeat it?"

Zhang Ping said: "It's not a strange fish, it's a fish monster, a monster in human form."

No one wanted to provoke a humanoid monster, so the left servant said: "Let's take the old path." He followed most of the cultivators into the woods. It took a short half day to walk through dense woods, and then there was a tall rocky mountain, which many cultivators were climbing.

Venerable Qiao smiled and said, "We are willing to surrender, right?" He was asking Venerable Zhi. Venerable Zhi ignored his joke and said, "Follow them." He was talking about a group of Nascent Souls on the right. There were about seventeen or eight junior and intermediate monks, each with their law enforcement instruments moving forward in a battle formation.

Those who dare to enter the Valley of Refining Gods to hunt for treasures are Nascent Soul monks, and those who dare to enter the Alchemy Valley are destined to die. If you look at it from a distance, the tall stone mountain is full of black spots that are constantly moving, let alone nearly a thousand, that is to say, there are nearly a thousand Nascent Soul monks climbing the stone mountain. But everyone is used to being unorganized and acting independently, mostly in small groups of three or five people. Like Zuo Shi and others, there are rarely teams of more than a dozen people.

Zhang Ai looked around and saw that there were eight teams with about twenty people in total. The team Zhizun mentioned was particularly conspicuous. They had already prepared for battle before they entered the heart of the Valley of Refining Gods.

Venerable Qiao asked curiously: "Which sect is he from? He seems to have some fighting ability." Venerable Jing muttered: "I came here to look for medicine, not to fight." Zuo Shi asked Zhang Ping: "Where is that big tiger you mentioned? ?”

Zhang Awei said: "It's time to break into the Refining Temple, he wants to go out." In fact, he was a little confused. Zhang Awei could enter the Refining Temple at any time when he was cultivating the alchemy. Why could Hu Ping only enter once every sixty years? Are there any special restrictions?

Zuo Shi said, "It seems I can't count on you." Zhang Ping smiled and said, "Who said that?" He took out two small mice, the ground-devouring mouse and the Tibetan rat. The Tibetan rat, in particular, is extremely sensitive to spiritual energy. , sniffing around with his little nose.

Venerable Ping said: "I forgot about this little thing." The two mice were snatched by Zhang Weifang. One was left after killing the original owner when he was being chased a long time ago, and the other was when he was snatching ice crystals. The original owner was killed by ice crystals, so he took him in. Venerable Ping has seen the Tibetan Rat among them.

Venerable Wisdom took another look at Zhang Wear: "The relic of Tianlei Mountain, the Duobao boy, it seems that the rumors are true." Zhang Wear smiled slightly but said nothing, and put away the two mice. Venerable Ping smiled and said: "Nonsense, there are ice crystals, and Ten Thousand Years Spirit Grass. This kid is not an ordinary person at all. Look at the clothes on him, can ordinary people afford them?"

Six people marched behind the group of monks, a distance of more than a mile. It took a whole day to climb over the rocky mountain and descend to a vast grassland, and even wider was the forest at the end of the grassland.

Zhang Wei has walked through these places. In front of him is a living forest. The trees inside are alive and very scary. You can easily hunt all kinds of monsters, but they are harmless to humans.

The grassland was so vast that nearly a thousand Yuanying monks walked into it and disappeared as quickly as sesame seeds dropped into the sand. Zhizun led the team to move back some distance, allowing the team to walk five miles first.

So far, everyone is safe. From the moment you step onto the stone road and enter the first grassland, then the woods, then the rocky mountains, all the way to the grassland at your feet, and the living forest in front of you, there is no danger. In this vast area, there is not even a single monster. . So everyone is pretty relaxed. Venerable Ping and Venerable Qiao were even in the mood to joke.

When I walked into the living forest in the evening, I could no longer see any other cultivators. There were only six of them around. The previous group of monks had disappeared into the woods. Zuo Shi and others were not in a hurry, and followed them slowly with their spiritual consciousness from a distance. Until midnight, Venerable Zhi suddenly stopped and looked back at his left servant without speaking. The left servant had a serious expression, pondered for a moment, and then nodded slowly, and then the wise man led everyone to move forward.

After walking for another hour and reaching the edge of the living forest, Zhang Ping finally understood what had happened.

The group of monks in front changed direction an hour ago. Instead of going straight out of the forest, they went right in the forest. Generally, when monks enter the valley, they want to rush into the heart of the land as soon as possible to hunt more monsters and find more treasures. However, the team of monks changed directions, which confused the wise master for a moment. Zuo Shi thought simply that nothing was more important than finding the medicine, so he made the decision and moved on.

There is a moon in the sky, there is wind in the forest, and the wind on the grassland outside the living forest is even stronger, blowing thousands of stems and leaves, turning the grass and dancing in waves. The six of them stood at the edge of the living forest and looked out. There was no figure of the cultivator or the figure of the monster.