A month later, all the chain formations in the valley were unlocked, and all the spiritual flowers and herbs in the valley, except those that were less than a hundred years old, were transplanted to the mysterious space by Ye Feiran. Of course, Ye Feiran also divided these spiritual flowers and herbs, and everyone gained a lot. Han Xize even expressed this emotion, "In this ancient secret realm, even if I only have these gains, I am satisfied." As a result, the next moment, his mouth was immediately covered by Madrigal. "Shut your crow mouth!" "Uh huh..." Han Xize protested, he was so confused. Seeing this, everyone couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha..." When Mu Ge released his hand covering Han Xize's mouth, Han Xize immediately asked, "No, Mu Ge, where did I lose my mouth?" "If we don't meet the treasure later, it will be your crow's mouth." Nalan Weiran explained quietly. Han Xize: "!!!" No, is this his problem too? "Hey, you can't do this to me. I just sighed, where is the crow's mouth? If that's the case, then should I just stop talking in the future?" "It's not impossible. Maybe if you don't speak, we will meet more babies!" In this way, the group of people talked and laughed, and the sky became dark. After more than a month of busy work, everyone set up camp and rested directly in the valley with a tacit understanding. Two days later, Ye Feiran set out again. After half a day, they saw a large fog. The fog also blocked out spiritual exploration, so there were unknown dangers in the fog, but there was no other way but to break into the fog. "I'll go in and take a look first!" Ye Feixuan said. "be careful!" Ye Feixuan walked towards the mist cautiously, and after a while, she walked out of the mist again. "Let's go, there is a canyon inside the mist." Ye Feiran and the others passed through the fog and saw a grand canyon. They were surrounded by bamboo, but the bamboo was black and no one knew what kind it was. Suddenly, there was a sound from the Grand Canyon. "what sound?" Everyone listen carefully. When the sound disappeared, Ye Feiran frowned and said, "If I heard correctly, it should be the sound of huge waves hitting the stone wall, and then the sound of a hurricane." "I also think it's these two voices." "It seems that there is a sea outside the Grand Canyon." Ye Feixuan looked at the Grand Canyon not far away, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Big waves...hurricanes...it seems that the sea is not calm, everyone, please be careful." Next, Ye Feiran took out a small boat and threw it on the water. As a result, the boat turned in a circle and returned to her hand. Ye Feiran: "???" what's the situation? Ye Feiran threw the boat into the water a few more times, but the boat returned to her hands as always. "It seems that spaceships cannot be used here." "Then what should we do? How can we cross the sea without a spaceship?" Madge frowned. Ye Feiran and Ye Feixuan looked at each other, and their eyes fell on the black bamboos around them. Seeing this, Yunchen and the others also thought about it, with expressions of disbelief on their faces. "Little Ye Zi, shouldn't we use bamboo rafts to cross the sea?" Ye Feiran spread his hands and said, "It depends on the situation." Crossing the sea on bamboo rafts is exciting just thinking about it! So everyone started working together and soon made a small bamboo raft. "Put it into the water first and take a look." Ye Feiran said. Mu Ge and Han Xize put the bamboo raft on the water, and the bamboo raft floated steadily on the water. They stood on the bamboo raft and tried to paddle it, and the bamboo raft also moved forward steadily. Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly, "It seems we are really going to use bamboo rafts to cross the sea." Next, everyone chopped one-third of the black bamboo to make bamboo rafts. There were small bamboo rafts and large bamboo rafts that could accommodate several people. Anyway, a total of one hundred bamboo rafts were made. The reason why we do so much is just in case. Before setting off, Ye Feiran thought for a while, cut down some black bamboo, and even transplanted the black bamboo into the mysterious space. Then, eight people and one ghost stood on the same bamboo raft and set off towards the Grand Canyon. When they arrived at the entrance of the Grand Canyon, the wind suddenly started blowing in the Grand Canyon, and the howling wind also blew towards them. Ye Feiran's eyes narrowed and he quickly shouted, "Protective shield!" As soon as the words fell, everyone put up their protective shields. When the howling wind arrived and blew past the protective shield, it turned into wind blades condensed by the wind spirit power, attacking the protective shield fiercely. Miraculously, these wind blades only attack the protective shield and are so gentle when they scrape through the black bamboo rafts. When the howling wind passed, Ye Feiran stroked his chin and said, "It seems that these black bamboos can not only cross the sea, but can also withstand the wind blades of the Grand Canyon. Why don't we go back and use the black bamboos to make cloaks and hats?" "That's a good idea!" As a result, they looked back and saw that all the fog and black bamboo had disappeared. What they saw was a cliff and waterfall. As long as their bamboo rafts were paddled back a certain distance, they might fall into the cliff and waterfall. Everyone: "!!!" After coming back to their senses, everyone's expressions became solemn. "This... there is no way back, we can only move forward!" "Don't be afraid. I was going to move forward, but it's a pity for those black bamboo leaves." "Maybe the wind blade doesn't attack the bamboo rafts but also attacks the black bamboos!" After comforting themselves in this way, everyone paddled the bamboo rafts into the Grand Canyon. As soon as you enter the Grand Canyon, there are howling winds and wind blades formed by the condensed wind spirit power everywhere. Although the protective shield everyone put up blocked the attack of the wind blade, the progress of the bamboo raft slowed down. However, everyone was not in a hurry. They were alert to the surrounding situation and also paid attention to the situation in the Grand Canyon. Then they were pleasantly surprised to find that there were many old wind-attribute spiritual flowers and grass growing on both sides of the Grand Canyon. Ye Feiran looked at the good-looking spiritual flowers and spiritual grass on both sides, with a smile in his eyes, "The spiritual flowers and spiritual grass born by quenching the wind contain extremely pure wind attributes and are of extraordinary value." "Then let's go up and pick it?" Nalan Weiran asked immediately. Yunchen also looked moved. After all, they both possess wind-attribute spiritual power. "Of course!" As an alchemist with wind-attribute spiritual power, Ye Feiran naturally didn't want to miss these spiritual flowers and herbs with pure wind attributes. "But how about we try the attack of these wind blades first?" Immediately afterwards, everyone removed the protective shield, and instantly felt the sharpness of the wind blade, and a layer of skin would be scraped off if not careful. "Ahem... It doesn't matter if a layer of skin is scraped off for these spiritual flowers and spiritual herbs. Anyway, it will grow back again as soon as you apply the muscle growth cream." Ye Feiran coughed lightly. Hearing this, everyone couldn't help laughing, "Hehe..." "Axuan, you stay on the bamboo raft and pay attention to the situation." Ye Feiran said again. Ye Feixuan nodded, "Okay!" Next, Ye Feiran's eight people were divided into two groups, one group of four, to search for the spiritual flowers and herbs on both sides of the Grand Canyon. Compared to others, Ye Feiran found the most wind-attribute spiritual flowers and grasses because her consciousness was transplanted to the mysterious space as soon as she moved. Just when everyone was happily picking spiritual flowers and herbs without fear of the wind blade scratching their skin, suddenly a hissing sound sounded from the Grand Canyon, and the hissing sound came from far to near. Ye Feiran immediately raised his eyes and looked at the canyon ahead. Could it be that there are also wind-attributed monsters here? The hissing sound must be that of a wind snake, right?
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
