Wu Yu circled his chest and asked: "Tell me, what is so strange about this white mist? Why did that trash from Murong's family just say that no matter how high their cultivation level is, they can't make waves?"
That low-level martial artist dared not hide anything, and hurriedly replied, "Senior, please forgive me, I said, I will definitely tell everything."
"I don't know what kind of formation is in that white mist, but no matter how high a person's cultivation level is in the white mist, his spiritual power will be lost quickly. And any method of controlling spiritual power is useless, even if it is Warriors in the Nascent Soul stage will also become ordinary people without any cultivation."
"Spiritual power will be lost quickly?" Wu Yu rubbed his chin and frowned, "Do you know what happened to the people who went in?"
The warrior shook his head, with a look of horror on his face, "We walked for a while, and found that the road ahead was vast, and the spiritual power in our bodies was drained, so we escaped in fear. The younger one has two companions who don't believe in evil. , I still went in, but... the natal jade tablet he left here in the little one was broken."
If the natal jade tablet is broken, it means that the warrior has fallen.
The warrior wiped the sweat from his head, and said in a trembling voice: "After the little one came out of the white mist, it took two hours for the spiritual power in his body to recover. During this period, the little one's strength was less than 50% of the usual, and this time Outside the white mist, there are a lot of cheap fighters around, and the young one almost died in their hands. If it wasn't for handing over a few treasures, the young one would have died by now."
Wuyu also frowned, looking at Nangong Yu and Hexi.
Can the white mist absorb all spiritual power? This is indeed a bit tricky. Not to mention whether the medicine garden in the white mist is in danger, or whether there are warriors who have entered the ambush a long time ago, just say that after coming out of the medicine garden, the spiritual power in the body is lost, it is like a fish at the mercy of others, and there is no resistance at all ability.
Wuyu glanced at the Golden Core stage fighters who were angrily looking at them but no longer dared to act rashly, and said, "So you stay here now, hoping that when someone comes out from inside, you can take advantage of the fire and rob them? Isn't the Murong family under control? Is this place? They will allow you to fish in troubled waters here?"
The low-level martial artist shuddered, bowed his head and said: "The Murong family are looking for some rare spiritual plants in the medicine garden, especially they seem to be looking for a seventh-grade spiritual grass called [Phantom Heart Grass]. People who come out of the white mist will be searched by them, and the Murong family will be left behind, and it will be our turn to divide up."
Wuyu had nothing to ask so far, so he waved the warrior back and turned to face Nangong Yu, "Master, it's too risky to enter the white mist, why don't Qinglong and I go into the medicine garden, and you and Mr. Xi wait outside?"
"No!" Hexi vetoed it on the spot, "You don't know herbs at all, and you don't know how to preserve transplants. I will definitely enter the medicine garden. You all wait outside."
joke! Her space is the best place to transplant herbs. If there are precious spiritual plants in it, of course, they must be brought into the space as soon as possible to ensure their survival. If she doesn't go in, the loss will be too great.
Nangong Yu immediately lowered his face when he heard the words: "Xi'er, give up, I said I would never let you leave my side. Not to mention, it is absolutely impossible for you to go to such a dangerous place alone!"