The danger of the Yishi Gorge is far beyond Zhang Yang's imagination. Less than half an hour after entering the valley bottom, he had encountered several level 2 and 3 monsters.

Fortunately, his spiritual sense is very powerful now, and he can cover a range of more than 400 meters. He often discovers enemies early and then takes the opportunity to avoid frontal conflicts.

However, Zhang Yang felt dizzy and overdrawn in his spiritual sense for a long time.

Suddenly, a fat monster with an obese nose and eyebrows that was more than four meters long and more than two meters high, and could not see clearly the nose and eyebrows entered the range of spiritual consciousness.

Zhang Yang frowned and directed the ghost servant to turn around and drill into the bushes next to him.

This fat monster is called the haze beast. It is very common in thick fog and is a second-level monster. Zhang Yang believes that he can destroy it without joining forces with the ghost servant.

However, fighting at the bottom of this dangerous front trek is an extremely unwise behavior. If you accidentally provoke a powerful existence, you will be dead without a burial place.

Hearing the sound of beasts roaring from a distance, Zhang Yang secretly felt glad for his smart decision.

"I don't know what old man Fang wants, but it seems that he has no good intentions. He said he wanted to pass on all his life's learning to me. However, for the past six months, whether it was to make Hanyin Body Tempering Soup or the set of exercises I practiced, they were all aimed at tempering the body... As for other aspects of knowledge, I didn't teach me at all."

"If it weren't for his mention of the need for third-grade spiritual herbs yesterday, I wouldn't even know that spiritual herbs are graded..."

Zhang Yang held a jade slip in his hand, immersed his spiritual sense in it, and the appearance of spiritual herbs appeared in his mind.

"Cold Tobacco, Cedonylus, Little Dragon Phosphorus Fruit..."

"There are too many ferocious monsters at the bottom of the valley. The longer I stay, the greater the danger. Even if I have the help of my spiritual sense, the more tired I am, the greater the possibility of making mistakes... However, I walked at the bottom of the valley for more than half an hour and I didn't see any of the third-grade Yin-cold attribute spiritual herbs that may appear by Mr. Fang!"

Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

The cold air at the bottom of the canyon was rich, but he had no intention of enjoying it.

I found a safe place, closed my eyes and cultivated for half an hour, and then continued to search forward after my spirit recovered.

There are dangers at the bottom of the valley. Without the assistance of spiritual consciousness, Zhang Yang dared not walk even more.

Zhuge was only cautious in his life that he could not lose.

Zhang Yang's current situation is simply unbearable. Once he provokes a powerful monster, he may lose his life.

In this way, after searching for more than an hour, suddenly, a pool of water covered by cold mist caught Zhang Yang's attention.

Next to the pond, a small grass as crystal clear as ice is isolated in the wind, with three leaves, and its leaves appearing like hexagonal snowflakes.

"Cold Tobacco!"

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, and his spiritual sense continued to explore, and soon discovered the second, the third, the fourth... a total of seven plants.

Seven cold tobaccos are scattered within a radius of hundreds of meters, like seven beautiful ice sculptures, and look so beautiful that it makes people feel heart-wrenching.

However, Zhang Yang knew that behind this beauty, there was endless murderous intent.

Spiritual grass not only has great temptation to human monks, but also has great temptation to monsters.

Like the spiritual herbs collected by Zhang Yang before, many of them are not even considered first-class, and they are simply unable to enter the level. In places like the spiritual energy in the cultivation world, there are many existences that do not enter the level, so they will not provoke anything.

However, third-grade spiritual herbs cannot grow in ordinary places, unless those places with very strong spiritual energy or Yin evil energy have the conditions for growth.

Zhang Yang only knew that it was a little closer. Maybe it was because of this cold pond, the nearby yin energy was very strong; even without these few cold tobaccos, there would definitely be powerful monsters using this place as a nest.

Carefully release the spiritual consciousness, and every grass and tree within a radius of more than 400 meters is reflected into the mind.

calm!

Everything looked very calm.

Zhang Yang was still worried about exploring his spiritual consciousness into the pool.

The cold water in the pond was filled with a hint of cold air and the mist was steaming.

Zhang Yang could clearly feel that his spiritual consciousness was subjected to a strong resistance when entering the pool water. If it was an ordinary pool, he was confident that his spiritual consciousness could penetrate about two hundred meters under the water, but in this pool, he could only detect less than a hundred meters.

"Um?"

Zhang Yang frowned slightly. The detection of spiritual consciousness can make things within the range appear in detail, which is countless times more careful than observing with the naked eye.

He could clearly sense that the floating and sinking water in the cold pond and on the water surface were pieces of scales.

"Is it the python's scales? Is it a giant python demon who guards Han Tobacco here?"

Zhang Yang's speculation is very close to the truth.

It is not difficult to do this, because most monsters have their own territory and will not run to other monster territories for no reason.

From the size of scales floating on the water surface, Zhang Yang could easily judge that the giant python should be quite large and must have left the range of a beast and can be called a monster.

"If it's a giant python, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with!"

Since his time travel, Zhang Yang has killed several giant pythons. This has created an illusion for him, as if python-like monsters are not very powerful.

The strength of monsters is directly related to bloodline.

Although he thought so, Zhang Yang still felt uneasy.

"How can you be afraid of your head and tail when doing things? There are seven cold tobaccos in front of you. As long as you get the hands, you can spend more than a month without using the first line of gorge, and you can practice with peace of mind."

"The first line gorge is full of dangers. Those who can grow yin and cold attribute spirit herbs above the third grade or above will be protected by monsters... If there is danger here, the rest will be dangerous."

"It's impossible to hide. It's better to fight!"

Zhang Yang made up his mind instantly.

"Ghost servant, go! Collect those cold tobaccos."

There was a trace of Zhang Yang's soul power in the zombie puppet. As soon as his mind moved, the ghost servant understood his order and immediately jumped forward.

At the same time, Zhang Yang's spiritual consciousness was released and he carefully monitored everything around him.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The monotonous footsteps sounded by the quiet pool.

No matter what danger the ghost servant is, he only knows how to execute the master's orders. Even if Zhang Yang asks him to die, he will not hesitate at all.

Seeing the ghost servant approaching a cold tobacco, his feet were nailed to the ground, and his body leaned down parallel like a straight board, reaching out to pick it down in a very inconsistent with the principles of mechanics.

Gudu!

At this moment, suddenly, a bunch of bubbles emerged from the pool in the distance, and the cold water in the pool seemed to boil in an instant.

A huge black shadow suddenly entered Zhang Yang's spiritual consciousness.

"Ghost servant! Come back!"

Zhang Yang hurriedly issued an order.

Wow!

The ghost servant roared and immediately jumped backward.

Hurry!

Accompanied by the huge water dragon, a giant white dragon soared into the air, and its blood-red eyes flashed with endless violence and hatred, and its body twisted in the air and circled and flew.

Zhang Yang's eyes opened wide in an instant, and the inherent ideas in his mind were instantly subverted.

"A flying python?"

"The giant python with horns on its head?"

"Oh my God! Wouldn't that turn into a dragon?"

Faced with the other party's powerful aura, Zhang Yang didn't even want to resist. While turning around and running, he had already pinched the warning jade slip in his hand and was about to crush it.

But, the next moment, his movements stopped.

Because when Zhang Yang's spiritual sense swept across the giant dragon's body, he found that its body was covered with scars, and even a wound was extremely deep, almost halfway through his body.

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