Wen Qiao found that although she brought the yellow crystal ants, it was still difficult to find people in the fairy tomb.
The reason is that the power in the fairy tomb is too complicated, because it involves the power and obsession left by the fairy, which occasionally interferes with the judgment of the yellow crystal ants.
"It's actually not surprising. In this fairy tomb, the most difficult thing to resist is the obsession left by those immortals after their fall." Shi Wuming said, "The obsessions left by the immortals are very rich. Obsession forms all kinds of ideas, such as fear, fear, unwillingness, resentment, regret... These ideas will not only affect the practitioner, but also affect the surrounding environment."
The cultivators of the three races present couldn't help but look at him.
"Look at the land under our feet, it is actually soaked with countless ideas of immortals."
Their eyes subconsciously looked at the land under their feet. It was a barren gray land, containing the breath of death, and it was extraordinarily desolate.
But it seems impossible to impregnate the countless ideas of immortals.
Shi Wuming didn't see their disapproval, "You don't believe it? If you don't believe it, you can use your spiritual sense to investigate."
Everyone looked at him, not stupid enough to do what he said.
Since entering the fairy tomb, the cultivators of the three races have immediately protected their sea of consciousness to avoid being affected by the thoughts in the fairy tomb. These thoughts are actually not strong, as long as you don't take the initiative to touch them, they don't seem to have much harmful effect. Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that the places they go are not too dangerous.
Wen Qiao did not question Shi Wuming's words.
Although he usually looks very useless, relying on his god-like body, he wanders around with them. But after putting these aside, you will find that he is actually not as incompetent as he appears. After all, he comes from the most mysterious Minghun Temple of the Seven Soul Sect, and many methods are unknown.
At the critical moment, it is quite reliable.
After looking at the yellow crystal ants flying around like a headless fly, Wen Qiao called it back.
The yellow crystal ants are entrenched in her hair, like a bright yellow ant flower, which makes people ignore its existence. The cultivators present couldn't help looking at it. This was the first time they had come into contact with this mutant ant-like monster. If it could find someone in the fairy tomb, it would be really powerful.
"Forget it, there is still time anyway, let's go to other places to see first." Wen Qiao said.
All the cultivators present were beaming with joy. Following Wen Qiao for a month, they had already found the inheritance of ghost cultivators and demons. In their opinion, they were incredibly lucky. You must know that every time the fairy tomb is opened, there are very few people from the three clans who can get the fairy inheritance, and sometimes they don't even get the slightest harvest.
They couldn't help but look at Wen Qiao, always feeling that they should be in her favor.
Could it be that her luck is so good
Wen Qiao's strength is undoubtedly the strongest. If she is not strong, she can't just let them do what she wants, and they will be beaten up if they don't obey. If it weren't for her, they would have been like everyone else, killing people and seizing treasures, and robbing them all the way. How could they abide by any kind of benevolence, justice and morality.
Similarly, if they don't kill people to seize treasures, others can't kill them, because this woman doesn't allow it.
Maybe they have a large number of people, and there are not many cultivators who dare to do it next, not all of them are like the group of idiots before, thinking that they dare to fight against them just because they have a few middle and late Yuanhuang Realm. They shot.
However, although those people did not dare to act openly, there were quite a few ambushes secretly, but Wen Qiao saw through all of them, took them out, beat them up, and robbed them of their treasures.
Wen Qiao took a look at the things he had snatched, and found that they were all incomplete celestial artifacts. He was not very interested, so he handed them over to his younger brothers for distribution.
Because of her generosity, the storage bags of the younger brothers gradually bulged up, and the harvest was very good.
"Hey, there seems to be the sound of water in front."
Wen Qiao listened carefully, and realized that she had heard correctly.
The others let go of their senses and didn't hear anything, thinking that she had heard it wrong, or was affected by the idea of the fairy tomb, so they couldn't help being a little vigilant.
However, this vigilance turned into astonishment when they finally heard the sound of water clearly after they traveled a certain distance.
There is really a sound of water.
"It's so far away, but you can hear it?" Ling Jue asked in surprise, secretly looking at Wen Qiao, it was indeed the middle stage of the Yuan Emperor Realm, and his and Gui Hua's cultivation was a small realm higher than hers.
But it's useless, even if it's a small realm higher, it can't beat her.
Wen Qiao said not very modestly: "There is no way, my perception is naturally stronger than that of practitioners of the same level, so don't be too envious."
She is also telling the truth. Ever since she awakened the blood of the God Emperor, her perception has been stronger than that of practitioners of the same level. The ability to perceive can be described as reborn.
In fact, she didn't exercise her perception very much, as if she was born with it, these were endowed by the blood of the God Emperor.
Hearing these unreserved words, the practitioners present didn't quite believe her, thinking that she was just boasting.
If she said that she practiced some exercises that can enhance perception, they would still believe her a little bit. Maybe it's true that he has practiced related exercises, but he just doesn't want to tell outsiders and talk nonsense, that's also possible.
They flew towards the land of the sound of water.
Not long after, I finally saw the source of the sound of water.
I saw a barren mountain suddenly appearing in front of me. On the barren mountain, a small waterfall poured down from the top of the mountain. The mountain is not high, and there seems to be houses on the top of the mountain. A staircase winds up from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
Everyone was a little surprised: "This mountain looks a little weird, and there are houses on the mountain?"
"Why does it look so fake?"
"Indeed, no matter how you look at it, it's not true."
"It's not an illusion, is it?"
"Want to go up and have a look?"
As they said that, everyone subconsciously looked at Wen Qiao, letting her make the decision.
They now believe in Wen Qiao's luck very much. Even if they encounter a dangerous place, maybe there is a hidden immortal inheritance
Wen Qiao pondered for a while, and said: "I don't feel good or bad, there should be some opportunities up there, you decide for yourself."
Everyone was stunned, it was rare that they were not ordered to do something, and they were not used to it.
"Miss Wen, what about you?" Xu Zhaozhao asked.
Wen Qiao said: "I want to go up and have a look." In her perception, the mountain seemed a bit empty, as if it didn't exist. She was naturally curious about it and decided to go and explore.
Since she was going up, they would naturally go up too.
At that moment, a group of people Yujian came to the foot of the mountain and stopped in front of the stairs.
The waterfall is not far away, flying straight down from the top of the mountain, falling into the small pool below, splashing everywhere. Although the waterfall is thin and doesn't look big, when it falls into the pool, it seems that it will never overflow from the pool.
Ling Jue and Gui Hua probed their spiritual senses and found that the pool was not deep, and they could reach the end in one go. There is no secret passage under the pool, and there is no water area leading to other places, so it seems that this mountain and this water are extremely unreal.
Those who have explored the pool feel that all this is more like an illusion.
Just as they were cautiously exploring, another group of practitioners arrived.
This group of cultivators are all human cultivators, they are all in the Yuanhuang Realm and Yuanzong Realm. Judging by the badges on their bodies, they are from several spiritual islands.
Wen Qiao stared at the words on their waist tags carefully, Hunyuan Island, Tianlun Island, Bingwu Island...
Her eyes flickered slightly. It seemed that the seventy-two spirit islands in Fengmo Tianyu were indeed named after the outer continents as they had been discovered before, all because of the Martial God Monuments located in the mainland. After all, the Martial God Monument can communicate with the Demon Sealing Sky Territory and the mainland, and each spirit island holds a fragment of the Martial God Stele and connects it with the mainland, so the spirit islands are named after the mainland.
Even Shengwu Island was named after Shengwu because the Shengwu Temple controlled the Shengwu Monument located on the Shengwu Continent.
Probably because she watched it for a long time, it attracted the vigilance of those practitioners.
Although everyone is a human cultivator, the relationship should be more harmonious than that group of ghost cultivators and demons, and there is no life-and-death enmity and they will rarely take action. But in the fairy tomb, each other is a competitor, and they are all running for the inheritance of the fairy, so where is there any face to speak of? What you grab is your own, and if you can't grab it, you can kill it directly.
These people were also attracted by the sound of water. They didn't expect that some cultivators had come here in advance, and seeing that this group of cultivators were from all three races, they couldn't help guessing that this combination is really weird
They were vigilant for a while, seeing that the other party had no intention of making a move, and then they looked at the barren mountain.
Shi Wuming stared at those people, not knowing what she was thinking.
He said via voice transmission: [It seems that there are also fragments of the Martial God Monument in the Hunyuan Continent—it should be called the Hunyuan Monument, but this Hunyuan Monument is in the hands of those forces with the ancestors of the Yuan Saint Realm, so it will not easily let other forces Practitioners blend in. Moreover, the forces in charge of the Hunyuan Monument in Fengmo Tianyu are similar to the situation in Shengwu Temple, so there must be no one we know among the practitioners of Hunyuan Island.]
Although Hunyuan Island is related to Hunyuan Continent, it was directly torn apart just like Shengwu Palace and Shengwu Continent.
Wen Qiao asked in surprise: [Could it be that the Seven Soul Sect can't send people in?]
[It depends on whether the Seven Soul Sect is interested in Fengmo Tianyu, as long as it does not involve the survival of the mainland, the Seven Soul Sect will not care.]
Wen Qiao recalled what he had learned about the activities of the Seven Soul Sect in the Hunyuan Continent, and felt that what he said was correct.
After the two finished the sound transmission, they found that the group of people who had arrived had already chosen to go up the mountain.
Originally, someone directly ignored the ladder and flew up Yujian, who knew that as soon as he flew to the foot of the mountain, he fell directly from the flying sword and rolled down the mountain, smashing his head and bleeding.
Seeing the blood on the man's face, everyone present was silent for a moment, and chose to walk up the stairs obediently.
Surrounded by a stretch of plains, a barren mountain appeared in vain on the plain. It was quite strange no matter how you looked at it. After all, this was the tomb of immortals. They didn't think that the obsessions left by those immortals who had long since fallen would specially build a residence for themselves.
However, unusual things are often accompanied by chance, which makes everyone unable to help but want to go up and investigate.
Wen Qiao and the others stood at the foot of the mountain, watching the group of people climb up the stairs.
The group of people walked farther and farther, gradually reaching the top of the mountain and disappearing into it.
Wen Qiao turned her head to the group of younger brothers and said, "I'm going up, you can do whatever you want."
She didn't tell her to run away if she was in danger. The situation in the fairy tomb was complicated.
Although this barren mountain doesn't look abnormal now, but what An Zhi can see with the naked eye is normal
Wen Qiao lifted her foot up the stairs.
When she walked ten steps, she couldn't help but turned her head to check behind her, and found that the group of younger brothers also followed her footsteps, set foot on the stairs, and climbed up the stairs.
Wen Qiao turned her head, stepped on the stone steps, and climbed up step by step.
The surroundings were very quiet, as if everyone was climbing the stairs with a pious heart, and there was no uproar.
Wen Qiao couldn't help but frowned, turned her head again, and found that the group of people behind her was still there, and she could even see various expressions of thought on their faces, as well as Shi Wuming, who looked around curiously, meeting her When he looked over at her, he smiled broadly at her.
She stopped, lowered her eyes, as if she was thinking quietly, and continued to walk up after a while.
This barren mountain is not high, and climbing up step by step, it only takes half a quarter of an hour to reach the top of the mountain.
When Wen Qiao came to the top of the mountain, a gust of mountain wind happened to blow, lifting her skirt.
She looked behind her, not surprisingly, she found that there was no one behind her, and she was the only one in the world, as if she was the only one who could come to the top of the mountain, giving her the illusion that she was special and recognized by the owner of the mountain top.
She turned to look at the top of the mountain.
In front is a row of wooden houses, showing a bit of exquisite elegance. A flowering peach tree is planted in front of the house. There are stone tables and chairs under the tree. There is also a chessboard on the table. The black and white chess pieces seemed to have just been played halfway, when the master suddenly left due to something.
Just as she was staring at the chessboard, there was a creaking sound, followed by a warm and soft voice.
"Ah."
Wen Qiao raised her head abruptly, and saw a handsome, graceful and unparalleled man open the door from the inside and smiled at her.
He stood there, staring at her quietly with a pair of clear eyes, when a gust of wind blew, pink peach blossoms fluttered down and passed over his face.
Wen Qiao didn't move, just stared at the person who appeared.
The man slowly came out from the door, walked to the stone table under the peach tree, smiled at her and said, "Ah, since you're here, why don't you have a cup of tea with me?"
As he spoke, he put away the chessboard on the table with a flick of his sleeve, took out the tea set, and calmly boiled tea.
The breeze, the peach tree, and the man cooking tea under the tree form a leisurely picture.
Wen Qiao was a little dazed, walked over involuntarily, and sat down in front of him.
She looked up at him carefully, and suddenly found that the clothes on this man were different, not the kind Ning Yuzhou usually wears, but a kind of emperor's treasure clothes that are not woven in the world, and the hair crown woven with stars Bundled up, the whole person looks so different, with an added dignity that people can't look directly at.
He knew in his heart that he was not really Ning Yuzhou, but he couldn't find any illusion, as if he was Ning Yuzhou himself.
Wen Qiao was a little confused about the situation on the top of the mountain, so she decided to wait and see what happened.
The fragrance of tea floats on the top of the mountain.
Wen Qiao looked at the tea, it was not a taste she was familiar with, at least she had never seen Ning Yuzhou make this kind of tea for her to drink. But the tea fragrance was extremely seductive, and she found that the aura in her body was a little uncontrollable.
The man opposite said with a smile on his face, "Have you never drank this tea? It is the fairy spring watered by fairy dew. Like fairy honey, it is a rare treasure, even ordinary people can eat it."
Wen Qiao looked at him in surprise.
The man smiled slightly and pushed the teacup over.
Wen Qiao hesitated for a while, picked it up, put it under her nose and smelled it, but did not touch it.
Seeing this, the man just sighed slightly, but didn't say anything because of her cautious attitude, and said with a smile, "Would you like to come in and have a sit?"
"Are there any guests?" Wen Qiao asked very bluntly. There must be a lot of people on the top of the mountain because there were so many people here just now.
The man looked at her with a smile, "There are no other guests here, only you."
Wen Qiao's eyes flickered slightly, and she vaguely felt his reminder. She couldn't feel the malice of this thing, but she didn't understand why she had to change into Ning Yuzhou's appearance. Could it be because she missed her husband too much and was caught by some Something noticed, and turned into him specifically to let her relax her vigilance
Although a little puzzled, Wen Qiao didn't do anything rashly.
At this time, she was extremely sober, knowing clearly that the man in front of her who couldn't tell the truth was not Ning Yuzhou.
Because he didn't feel any malice, he naturally wouldn't make a move.
The man stood up, looked at her with a smile, and invited her in.