The river is turbulent and the rocks are rugged in the river road. Ordinary people dare not swim in such rivers. However, such rivers are no problem for Ning Tao and Qing Zhui. The two of them plunged into the turbulent river water, and when they emerged, they were already on the small island in the middle of the river road.

Ning Tao and Qing caught up with a small beach several meters wide. Ning Tao opened the small medicine box to check if there was any leakage. The small medicine box was very dry, not to mention the water inlet, there was not even a water vapor at all.

Qing Zhui pulled up her skirt and twisted water, and her long snow-white legs were exposed to the air again. The fabric on her upper body was tightly attached to the skin, and when the sun shone, it was tempting, which was particularly seductive.

Ning Tao seemed a little "accustomed to this situation". He injected thirty milliliters of ink into the inkstone again, and then moved in the direction indicated by the scale of the ripples of the ink.

There is no road in the forest, with wild grass and rocks everywhere, with a canopy covering the sky and sun, and vines hanging from the branches. Some vines are thicker than people's arms, and I don't know how many years have grown. Along the way, Ning Tao also discovered many medicinal materials, Ganoderma lucidum, Coptis chinensis, Eucommia ulmoides, etc., which are all wild, which are different from those artificially grown medicinal materials on the medicinal market.

Ning Tao only picked a plate-sized wild Ganoderma lucidum that he saw, but did not ask for other wild medicinal materials. Wild Ganoderma lucidum is one of the medicinal materials for refining primary prescription pills. It is useful for him to pick it, such as Coptis chinensis, Chonglou, Eucommia ulmoides, etc., so he was too lazy to pick it.

After two hours of struggling in the primeval forest on the island, Ning Tao and Qingzhui came to a crack on the back of "Mantou Mountain".

The crack was like a god chopped out with a giant axe, and appeared on the mountain for no reason, dozens of meters deep, extending down the hillside, wide and narrow, and there was no end at a glance. Ning Tao stood at the edge of the crack and looked down. The vertical cliff was covered with wild grass and vines, and the bottom of the crack was filled with white mist, which was impossible to see clearly.

When we arrived here, the ripples of the ink in Xuntu inkstone no longer pointed to any scale, but gathered from all directions to the middle. This scene gave people the illusion that there was a loophole in the center of Xuntu inkstone, and all the ink flowed into the loophole.

Ning Tao carried a small medicine box on his back with a vine, and then used the cracks of the rocks to crawl to the bottom of the cracks. During this process, he activated the state of looking and hearing of his eyes and nose. He saw white mist, but not only water mist, but also spiritual energy hidden in it, and the content was quite considerable, much thicker than the pool occupied by Bai Jing and Qingzhu next to Heishan Village in Beidu.

Qing Zhui soon discovered this, and she said excitedly: "Brother Ning, can you draw a blood lock here? I will come here often to play in the future, um, and practice."

Ning Tao said: "Yes, let's find the spiritual land first."

"Yeah!" Qing Zhui replied happily.

More than ten minutes later, Ning Tao and Qingzhui arrived at the bottom of the crack.

The fog at the bottom of the crack is heavier, with a vast white area and a few meters of visibility. There are muddy swamps under your feet. Some places are mossy, and thick moss is growing, like stepping stones laid in depressions. Some places are muddy, and a few bubbles appear from time to time in the black mud, but there is no smell of gas or rotten animals and plants. Some are actually the "clear spring" smell unique to spiritual energy.

The ink in Xuntu inkstone pointed to another scale. Ning Tao followed the direction of the scale and walked forward carefully on the "stepping stone".

After walking forward for about a few dozen meters, Xuntu inkstone suddenly vibrated, and all the ink gathered in the center of the inkstone again.

In front of me is a quagmire with a land area of ​​two or three parts, and the spiritual soil is in the quagmire!

"What is that?" Ning Tao's gaze suddenly moved to a plant in the middle of the mud, and his eyes could not turn.

It was a rice seedling that had already been eared.

Although Ning Tao is not a rural person, he knows what the rice seedlings look like. He also knows that it is definitely not an ordinary rice seedling. The rice seedlings are only one-third of the height of ordinary rice seedlings, and the ears they are pumped are short, only a few dozen grains, but they are full. It is golden all over, without a trace of green, slightly shiny, just like a work of art carved from gold. It stands in the black mud, shining with golden light, so extraordinary.

Qing Zhui also saw it. She was stunned for a moment, then blurted out and said, "That is... Ling Valley! The legendary Ling Valley!"

Ning Tao couldn't wait to say: "Ling Valley? What Ling Valley?"

Qingzhui said: "I heard from my sister that Linggu is a kind of spiritual material from the Ling ancient times. Only those cultivators and even immortals in the fairy world have it. It is nurtured by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it grows only on the spiritual land. Moreover, the environmental requirements are very strict. It must be thick fog and mud, and a single place of light can grow."

The only place of light?

Ning Tao subconsciously looked up and found that in this mud covered with thick fog, a beam of light fell from the sky above his head, just shining on the spiritual valley.

"Spiritual Valley is just a tonic for prolonging life for ordinary people, but for cultivators, it is an extremely precious alchemy material. It is also one of the indispensable important spiritual materials for many advanced elixirs. With the Spirit Valley, there must be spiritual soil. Moreover, the Spirit Valley is already mature, and it is the time to harvest. What are you waiting for?" Qing Zhui is even more anxious than Ning Tao.

How could Ning Tao have no reason to be moved? He wanted both Lingtu and Linggu, but the mud in front of him also became his big trouble. He thought of laying wooden boards, but there was not even a tree at the bottom of the valley. All he had was falling dead branches, which could not provide enough buoyancy to let him walk next to the Linggu. But what caused him the most headache was Lingtu. It was under the quagmire. He could not dive into the quagmire and put a few pieces of mud under the quagmire, right?

"Or I'll do it for you." Qing Zhui said, as she seemed to see Ning Tao's thoughts.

Ning Tao shook his head, "No, this is too dangerous, let's find another way."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Zhui's long blue skirt slid onto the mossy "stepping stone" under her feet. There was a beautiful Venus statue in this gloomy and weird place, and the next second, it turned into a complete Venus statue.

Ning Tao was stunned for a moment, excited, "What are you going to do?"

Qing Zhui's jade feet suddenly lit up, and his perfect nine-headed body rose from the ground, and a flipped a little and plunged into the mud with a thud.

Ning Tao then came to his senses and hurriedly reached out to grab her feet, but he was still one step late. His hand only touched the soles of her feet. Before he could catch it, she sank into the mud.

Ning Tao was anxious. He lay down by the mud and reached into the mud to fish. He grabbed a hard thing and pulled it up in a hurry. Qing Zhui didn't pull it up, but pulled it up with an incomplete skeleton, with ribs, arms, and a skull with half of it.

Ning Tao was creepy and waved his hand and threw the bones out.

A blue shadow jumped up from the mud, with long green hair, green cheeks, and skin covered with blue scales. Her legs were tied together and mutated into a snake tail covered with blue scales, which could not be stained by the mud.

Ning Tao was stunned on the spot.

If you have demon bones, you will have a demonic shape. This half-human and half-snake form is the green-chasing snake demon form. It is not inferior to a mermaid, but it is domineering than a mermaid!

Just when Ning Tao was stunned, Qingzhui had already swam to the Ling Valley, and then pierced again and disappeared.

Ning Tao picked up Qingzhu's long green skirt, embroidered shoes, and those quick steps around the mud. He wanted to find a place closer to Linggu, and watched Qingzhu dig spiritual soil and Cailing Valley with his own eyes.

He quickly walked around the other side of the mud and did not find a place closer to Ling Valley, but unexpectedly found a stone tablet shrouded in thick fog. He walked over and looked closer and saw a layer of goose bumps suddenly appear on his back.

The stone tablet is a turtle carrier stele, which is three meters high with the turtle seat, but only a big word and a sentence are engraved on such a huge stele.

That big character is the word "Tang".

That sentence is: Those who are stubborn in the Tang gate will die!

Behind the turtle carries a pile of hill-like skeletons. Some of them hold cold weapons such as swords, some of them are covered with moss, and some are still covered with undecayed clothes. Ancient, modern, modern, and even explorers' backpacks and detection tools! The explorer's body has not completely rotted, and some flesh remains on the skeleton, and internal organs can still be vaguely seen in the chest. Obviously, the death time is no more than a year.

If the turtle carving monument is regarded as a tombstone, then the pile of bones behind it is a huge tomb!

This is not a natural disaster, it is a man-made disaster.

Ning Tao was furious, "There is no poisonous gas in this crack, and it is easy to come down. If someone hadn't killed them, they would have died at all. Tang Sect, you have killed so many people but you dared to blatantly erect monuments here and occupy land as kings. This place was created by God, not your Tang family. Do you think that erecting a monument is yours? Do you think that if you killed so many people, you will not be retribution? I am so retribution, and I will be here today!"

Hurry!

Qingzhui suddenly rose from the mud, holding a piece of green clay in his hand, the size of a basin. A rice seedling stood on the piece of green clay. The roots of the rice seedlings were curved and layered, extending several meters like a root waterfall, and then plunged into the spiritual soil.

Qing Zhui grinned, "Brother Ning, it's done!"

A deafening voice suddenly came from the sky above my head, "Where did the beasts come from, dare to go wild here!"

The sound is huge, as if it was shouted by hundreds of people!

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Hissing...

The sound of sharp weapons tearing the air suddenly came from the thick fog.

Ning Tao suddenly realized something, rushed towards the rock wall that was a little concave inside the mountain, shouting: "Come here!"

With just one sentence of these three words, he was hit by at least dozens of poison-tempering flying needles and several darts.

Qingzhi heard the sound of hidden weapons tearing the air and sneaked into the mud quickly. When it emerged again, he had already reached the cliff next to the mud.

Ning Tao bit his right index finger, drew a blood lock on the rock wall as fast as possible, and then poked open the door with the key.

Qing Zhui also climbed up from the quagmire and hugged Lingtu and Linggu. Her legs came back, but they were even more eye-catching than the snake-demon-like snake tail.

Ning Tao could not avoid suspicion, so he hugged her waist and ran into the convenient door with her.

As soon as the door of convenience was closed, an old man in white came out in the thick fog, and the white clothes fluttered and fell silently to the ground.

The next second.

"Ah——" the old man in white screamed.

A second ago, his fairy spirit was like a Taoist bone.
Chapter completed!