"I just come in and try my luck. If I don't seek a complete ancient cave, I can find one or two gadgets."

Wang Hong said with a smile, "There is no domineering attitude of a great monk."

The casual cultivator surnamed Zhou nodded immediately and said, "Senior is right. There is probably not much cave that has never been opened in Luoxian Mountain. Instead of spending this time, it is better to try your luck in the mountains."

Wang Hong said slightly, "Thank you, fellow Taoist Zhou, for giving me a detailed introduction. This great rejuvenation talisman will be given to fellow Taoist. Wang will go to other areas for a walk."

He threw out a talisman and flew westward with his sword. It is said that although there has never been a major repair cave, many scattered treasures have been found in the past century.

Wang Hong's own divine consciousness is comparable to a god-transforming cultivator. Even if it is weakened by the natural formation, it is much stronger than a Nascent Soul cultivator when searching, and it may not be impossible to find something.

"The rules of the mortal world are extremely strict, and the search range of spiritual consciousness is much smaller than in the Shenzhou world."

"At this moment, the formation was weakened again, and the precise search range has been suppressed to less than two thousand meters."

"In addition, the rocks here are a bit abnormal. Not only are they extremely strong, they can resist the spiritual consciousness of monks. With my spiritual strength, they can only penetrate less than a hundred meters."

"If it were a Nascent Soul cultivator in this world, besides the aliens like Dayan Zhenjun, the normal Nascent Soul peak may not penetrate five meters."

"No wonder the Nascent Souls of all sects are unwilling to come here. The search efficiency is so low, and the benefits of the outer layer have been basically exhausted. It is indeed not worth the effort to spend that time."

Wang Hong tried it in the mountains and couldn't help but sigh.

But this may not be a bad thing for him.

Even if there have been some peak Nascent Soul cultivators with strong spiritual consciousness in the past two thousand years, the other party has come to Luoxian Mountain to make a fortune.

But without such a terrifying adventure as Wang Hong, exploring twenty meters inside the mountain wall under the transformation of the god is the limit.

The cultivators of the god-transforming world in this world are full of concerns, and they all try their best to improve their cultivation before the end of their lifespan, hoping to enter the late stage of the god-transforming world.

The treasures left in the Demon Valley cannot attract these people. With the surplus value of the Demon Mountain, it is estimated that it will be difficult for them to enter the mountain to explore.

Therefore, inside the wall of Luoxian Mountain, a range of twenty to one hundred meters is almost a virgin land waiting for him to develop.

Of course, how long it takes to find it and what level it is found depends on Wang Hong’s own luck.

Half a year later, there was a pine forest on the western peak of Luoxian Mountain, and more than a dozen casual cultivators confronted a team of family mountain patrolists. Both sides looked very ugly, but no one was willing to give in.

"Fellow Daoist Zheng, as long as you hand over that magic weapon, you can take away other treasures directly. If you continue to resist stubbornly, when the Jindan Ancestor arrives, you may not be able to survive!"

The leader of the Mountain Patrolman is a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. He is threatening the other party with a harsh voice and harsh expression. He does not want to make trouble, which greatly reduces his gains.

"Old Man Fan, that magic weapon accounts for at least 80% of the gains this time. Wouldn't we be in vain if we really give it to you?"

"Also, don't threaten us with the Jindan Ancestor. The Fan family has robbed and killed casual cultivators many times in recent years, and has been targeted by that big man."

"I don't believe that your Jindan ancestor will risk his own death and grab a magic weapon that has been sacrificed and refined!"

The monk surnamed Zheng is also a casual cultivator who has built foundations for many years. He is used to seeing ghost tricks on weekdays, so how could he be scared by the other party’s words?

"Even if my ancestor doesn't come out, and wait for the other mountain patrol teams to come, you can't keep that magic weapon. If you don't give it to Fan at this moment, I'm willing to give some of the spirit stone pills to compensate..."

Before the patrol leader could finish his words, a loud noise like a divine thunder came from the top of Xifeng Mountain!

Everyone was shocked and looked up.

I saw a cave suddenly appearing out of thin air on the top of the mountain. The mysterious lights rolled out from the cave, making everyone think of the word "cave".

"Don't worry about them, go up the mountain to investigate the situation!"

Seeing this, the leader of the patrol mountain patrol looked ecstatic, and he didn't even care about the magic weapon in the hands of the casual cultivator, and took the lead in flying towards the top of the mountain.

This kind of momentum of Kaifu is definitely not comparable to that of the ordinary Jindan Cave.

Even if it is not the residence of the Nascent Soul Cultivation, the collections in the ancient strong alchemy mansions must be far more than a magic weapon that has been sacrificed and refined.

The things the leader of the patrol mountain can think of, the casual cultivator named Zheng, who has been living in Luoxian Mountain for a long time, can also figure it out.

Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer undeveloped caves in Luoxian Mountain, and Jindan monks rarely come here, so the monks who opened the cave this time are likely to be in the foundation-building stage like them.

He sensed the rope magic weapon in the storage bag, and looked at the cave with mysterious lights on the top of the mountain. The casual cultivator surnamed Zheng stomped his feet suddenly, and then said to everyone behind him:

"I plan to go up and try my luck. If you are willing to go with the same person, you can come with me. If you don't want to take risks, you can wait for me at the foot of the mountain."

"Everyone knows my Zheng Ying's reputation. As long as I don't die on the top of the mountain, I will definitely not be confused!"

The reputation of the casual cultivator surnamed Zheng does indeed seem to be good. After hearing this, the dozen people around him quickly divided into two.

The two foundation-building monks expressed their willingness to go up the mountain together, while the remaining Qi-refining monks rushed down the mountain quickly, preparing to sell a wave of intelligence money before the news spread.

It’s just that these low-level monks underestimated the reaction speed of the local family.

In just less than five minutes, four or five stunning escape lights flew from everywhere to the top of Xifeng Mountain.

Judging from the power of Changhong, it is definitely possible for the Golden Pill monk to use it!

But these people are still one step late.

Just as they were about to fly to the top of Xifeng Mountain, a golden light rose into the sky. Everyone looked at it and found that it was an ancient carriage.

The eight divine golden horses in front of the frame were walking at a speed that ordinary people could not imagine. The few monks of Jiedan who had just arrived were actually left behind and unable to get close to them.

"A puppet horse comparable to a monk Jiedan? What a big style!" A monk from a family's family's eyes turned red immediately.

The Immortal and Taoist family cares more about face than ordinary monks. This carriage that shows the luxury of ancient style is definitely the favorite of the monks of the family.

What's more, monks who can use this kind of frame must not be simple characters in ancient times. There would be no only this kind of carriage that is in the cave.

Which monks present are willing to let go of such a great opportunity?

The spiritual consciousness of the Luoxian Mountains was severely suppressed, and the golden carriage was about to leave everyone's sight.

Finally, a Jindan monk could not bear it and did not hesitate to use the secret technique that damages the vitality to greatly speed up the escape light.

The monk on the golden carriage, I don’t know if he was too confident or careless, did not hide his own cultivation.
Chapter completed!