This is obviously a cave in the Jiuxuan Building dedicated to cultivating spirit grass. The terrain inside the cave is ups and downs, but there are pieces of spirit grass gardens opened up everywhere, and all kinds of spirit grass grow in one place. Among the furrows, occasionally there are some medicinal trees forming lush forests.
The rich aura nourishes all life in this cave, making Lu Ping feel the vitality permeating this cave as if he could breathe.
"Spirit mouse?"
The monk Muluan on the right with the scarf on his head looked at the direction where the great treasure disappeared and asked in surprise. He didn't know if he was asking Lu Ping, or the slightly pale monk Muluan on the left, or whether he was asking self-mumbling.
Lu Ping seemed to know that Dabao hadn't gone far, and said loudly: "Be careful, don't mess with the sky, only pick what is useful, and don't show too much."
The two Muluans looked at each other, seeing that these people obviously ignored them, and they seemed to be planning to keep things flowing.
The green fox at the side also looked at Lu Ping in surprise, and said, "Are you planning to come again in the future?"
Lu Ping looked in the direction of the two wooden luans, and said: "Whether you can come next time or not depends on the intentions of these two seniors."
When Qinghu looked over, the two wooden luan were already whispering, not knowing what they were discussing.
And Lu Ping once again summoned the Amethyst Bee Queen from the golden house, and let her take her subjects to kill in this cave. Also according to Lu Ping's order, the Amethyst Bee Swarm will not leave Within a radius of thirty miles covered by Lu Ping's divine sense.
"Amethyst Bee!"
The two Mu Luan didn't even care about discussing at this moment, they watched in dumbfounded three thousand amethyst bee swarms, under the guidance of the amethyst bee queen, rushing into this ocean of spiritual grass.
However, it was only for a moment, and the two gasped again, watching the three fourteen-year-old and half-old children walking towards the middle of the cave, one of them exclaimed in a low voice: "Bihai Spirit Snake!"
The other person muttered to himself: "Wind Snake, Water Snake, and Ice Snake are the descendants of the three most powerful tribes of the Bihai Spirit Snake."
Two more rays of light descended from the sky, but they were two middle-aged women who still had charm, and each of them had the cultivation level of the early phase of Dharma. Obviously, they also came to meet the two Muluan monks because they discovered the abnormality here. Convergence, but like the two Muluan monks before, these two women did not attack Lu Ping and Qinghu.
Qinghu was a little nervous, and said: "What's going on, if these four people join forces to deal with you and me, I'm afraid they won't be able to gain the upper hand in a short time, but they are all from the Muluan clan, once they make a warning, we will become the turtles in the urn !"
Lu Ping smiled and said: "If these people really wanted to hand us over to Jiuxuanlou, they would have warned Jiuxuanlou when we first entered the cave. In fact, they didn't take any action at all."
"But when you came in just now, they made a move!"
Lu Ping nodded, and said: "Those two Mu Luans are indeed strong in cultivation, but their strength may not be very high. Even if you make a move, the two of them just joined forces may not beat you!"
Qinghu was a little unbelievable, and said: "How is this possible? The Muluan clan is a top-ranking monster clan, and they are the direct descendants of Taoist Luan who are as famous as Huoluan. It may not be that the worst monks of the same rank have reached such a level of cultivation. will be weaker than me."
Lu Ping laughed loudly and said: "How many Muluans are left in the Muluan family in the cultivation world? I am afraid that there are only those raised in the caves of the major holy places to cultivate spiritual grass, and to sacrifice them at any time at certain times." How strong do you think these muluan slaves are, who helped the monks of the Holy Land break through the bottleneck of their cultivation? How can these holy lands allow them to grow freely in order to control these monster slaves?"
Qinghu naturally understands the truth of this, but still doubts: "In any case, the Muluan clan is also the top of the monster clan. They have inherited blood and memory, and there is plenty of spiritual energy in this cave. Spirit grass is everywhere, it seems that the Jiuxuan Tower has not controlled them, at most it can only be regarded as imprisonment."
Lu Ping smiled and said: "You don't know that, but although these top-level monster races have inherited blood and memory, these things can only support their cultivation before the alchemy stage. To maintain the advantage of the top-level monster clan, you must accept the inheritance again in the secret land of the Muluan clan for so long, otherwise, even in the advanced phase of the law, there will be no various magical powers and cultivation methods of the later Muluan clan The inheritance can only gradually become mediocre, not to mention that they have been imprisoned here all their lives, and have never had any experience in fighting against others. The two people fighting just now are completely relying on their cultivation to win with strength. Do you think they How strong can it be?"
The conversation between Lu Ping and Qinghu was not intentionally hidden. The four Mu Luan monks who were tens of feet away could hear it clearly. After Lu Ping finished speaking, the pale Mu Luan couldn't help asking: "Who are you, and how do you know so many secrets of my Muluan clan?"
Lu Ping said with a smile: "You guys finally couldn't help it anymore, we naturally came in from outside the Jiuxuan Building, as for the method we used to break through the guard formation of the Jiuxuan Building and enter it, I don't think there are a few wooden Senior Luan knows it clearly."
The monk Muluan with the scarf on his head suddenly became cloudy when he heard the words, and snorted coldly: "What are you talking about, I don't know what you mean!"
Lu Ping was noncommittal about this person's denial, but answered the previous Muluan cultivator's question, saying: "Although the Muluan family is on the verge of extinction, they are still not extinct. I used to have a friend of Muluan, who is still alive today. I practiced secretly in the secret land of the Muluan tribe in the East China Sea, so I know a lot about the nobles."
"impossible!"
"Really?"
Lunjin Muluan and pale-faced Muluan blurted out almost at the same time. The two looked at each other, and they both saw surprise and hope in each other's eyes. In the end, Lunjin Muluan said with a slight trembling voice: "The practice world Is it true that the Muluan family is not extinct?"
Lu Ping shrugged his shoulders and said: "No, but I'm afraid it will be soon. Anyway, I have seen such a Muluan below, and I have never heard about the Muluan family in the cultivation world for hundreds of years. Of course Of course, there are rumors that there may be some rare spirit birds and beasts like you in the Holy Land, but your identities are probably embarrassing, and no one will regard you as the Muluan clan."
What Lu Ping said was very straightforward. The monk Lunjin looked angry, and Mu Luan, who was pale, was even paler, and the two Mu Luan nuns looked at Lu Ping with ugly faces, but they were a little more. The part is silent.
Qinghu, on the other hand, seemed a little more nervous, fearing that these Muluans would send a warning to Jiuxuanlou because of Lu Ping's sharp words, even though she was still puzzled by Muluan's failure to warn Jiuxuanlou. But this is what she expected after all, but thinking about being able to sneak into the inheritance cave of the Jiuxuan Building in the Holy Land of Middle Earth, Qinghu felt an inexplicable excitement in her heart for no reason.
"Just tell me what you have to say. This cave seems to be the place where Jiuxuanlou is dedicated to cultivating spirit grass. You are probably the husbands of Lingzhi here, but such an important place of inheritance, Jiuxuanlou It is impossible for monks in Xuanlou not to send monks to check from time to time, and the time for the juniors to wait is limited."
In Qinghu's eyes, Lu Ping's words were so blunt, but Qingluan, the four dharma faces on the opposite side, became calmer and calmer after Lu Ping's words.
"You came in along the passage opened by Thief Heaven Patriarch?"
The four whispered again, but this time it was one of the two Muluan nuns who spoke.
Lu Ping looked really like this, and said: "I didn't expect that nearly ten thousand years have passed and you are still waiting. It seems that the ancestor Thief Heaven really had some private agreement with you when he entered here, so that you would be willing to let him go. This secret has been hidden in the bottom of my heart for nearly ten thousand years, and it seems that it is nothing more than the ancestor of Thief Heaven promised to lead you to escape the shackles of the demon slaves."
The Muluan female cultivator said fiercely: "Who is willing to be a demon slave for others at birth? In each generation, except for a few pairs of inherited seeds, the rest of the tribe will disappear. Needless to say, we also know that they are slaves. After the people in Jiuxuan Tower were killed, they were used to grow rare and rare herbs, and they were piled up to improve their cultivation base."
Another Muluan female cultivator thought of something, and asked in surprise: "You, you didn't know about this beforehand?"
Lu Ping smiled and said, "That's right, but now I can roughly guess what's going on."
The pale-faced monk Muluan said: "Then what happened to that spirit mouse under your command?"
Lu Ping said calmly: "He is my follower and my brother."
"Followers, does this kind of existence still exist in the cultivation world? Are you so relieved that you didn't impose restrictions on their spiritual thoughts?"
The Lunjin Muluan was quite surprised and emotional, the expressions of several Muluans changed, even the green fox also looked different.
Lu Ping laughed and said: "If you impose restrictions, you can only be the demon slaves of others like you, so how can you be a follower, how can you be a brother?"
Lu Ping didn't care what the muluans were thinking, but said directly: "Patriarch Thief Heaven was seriously injured and died when he came out of this cave. Naturally, it is impossible to return to rescue you again, and it is impossible to pass the last words to save you. pass on."
Lu Ping ignored the faces of several people and continued: "And if the younger generation's expectations are correct, the fatal injury on Patriarch Thief's body was probably caused by the ancestors of your seniors? Patriarch Daotian is not so much a promise. In order to save you guys, I'm afraid it's better to say that I agreed to it because I was forced to do so."