As soon as these words came out, Xiao Yutang's companions couldn't help but look over, as if they were hesitant to speak. However, thinking of Xiao Yutang's identity, they said nothing. More importantly, they couldn't do without Xiao Yutang if they wanted to kill more monsters. Ye Feiran was a little surprised, but refused without thinking. "Thank you Daoist Xiao for your kindness." Of course, she also noticed the reaction of Xiao Yutang's companion. Xiao Yutang was a little surprised when he heard Ye Feiran's refusal, and he admired their courage even more. But they don’t know much about anything. Maybe they will gain even more in the Red Moon Mountains! "Then be careful." Ye Feiran nodded, "You guys too." After eating, drinking and chatting for a while, everyone went back to the cave to rest. When the sky turned white the next day, the group entered the Hongyue Mountains together. Then Xiao Yutang and his group walked to the east, and Ye Feiran and his group walked to the west. At the same time, the cultivators on duty in the Demon Sealing City discovered that more than twenty cultivators had entered the Red Moon Mountains at this time, and they couldn't help but admire their courage. The next moment, he ordered his disciples to always pay attention to the situation in the Hongyue Mountains. Intermediate monsters and high-level monsters often appear in the Red Moon Mountains, so they must be prepared! Many people in front of the water mirror also noticed this scene and looked at the twenty-four people with interest. Seeing that one of them was Ye Feiran, they were slightly startled, and then laughed. Ye Feiran's gray stone can directly kill an intermediate monster. To be honest, they really hope that Ye Feiran can kill several more intermediate and high-level monsters with one stone. This is naturally because the intermediate and high-level monsters in the Red Moon Mountains are very cunning. When they went to the Red Moon Mountains to hunt in person, these monsters hid in a tacit understanding and could not be found. But as long as a large number of cultivators under a hundred years old enter the low-level monster area, the intermediate and high-level monsters in the Red Moon Mountains will become active. Their purpose is actually very obvious, either to seize cultivators that She is interested in, or they think they are easy to deal with and can devour more souls. Didn't they think of taking this opportunity to arrange for cultivators to kill the intermediate and high-level monsters in the Red Moon Mountains? As a result, not only the intermediate and high-level monsters hid, but also the low-level monsters hid as well. All in all, this one is very infuriating! Later, just like now, whenever intermediate and high-level monsters appear, they will immediately arrange for people to rush there, but even so, many practitioners still die in the Red Moon Mountains every time. Qingwu, Wangzezhi and Rongyue heard that Ye Feiran and his party entered the Hongyue Mountains, and the three of them stayed in front of the water mirror. Usually, they only occasionally come to see the situation of Shui Jing, unlike the sect leader Ke Duzhong who needs to stay in front of Shui Jing at all times to keep an eye on the situation of this group of young practitioners in order to find more fresh blood. When Ke Duzhong saw them coming, he smiled and said, "You are here! Then I will go and take a rest." "Sect master, go ahead! We will look at Shui Jing during this period." Qingwu waved his hand and said. "Thanks for your hard work!" After saying that, Ke Duzhong left with his hands behind his back. He had to take a rest and then go back to the sect to deal with some urgent matters. On the other side, the Hongyue Mountains gave people a very strange feeling, which made Ye Feiran and his party have to be extremely vigilant. Han Xize glanced around and asked in a low voice, "Besides monsters, there should be no ghosts in the Red Moon Mountains, right?" Jiang Yinghan on the side looked at him with contempt, "It's hard to say!" Han Xize: "..." Fire Soul Fox glanced at Han Xize speechlessly and said silently, "What kind of ghost can a grown man be afraid of? As long as a ghost appears, I can burn it to death with just one breath of fire." Hearing this, Han Xize's eyes suddenly lit up, "Hehe... Miss Huorui is still nice to me." This episode made the atmosphere around them less tense. Next, they encountered monsters one after another. Although there were only a few in number, the strength of the monsters here was obviously stronger than the monsters they encountered before. Gradually, more and more monsters appeared, dozens, hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands. After three days and three nights, Ye Feiran and his party killed the last monster. Worried that another monster would suddenly appear, they quickly returned the same way and found a cave to rest. Ye Feiran set up several formations at the entrance of the cave, asked the mutated nine-leaf red branches to pay attention to the surrounding situation, and then lay down directly in the cave. This time, both humans and contracted beasts were exhausted. Of course, they were all injured to some extent, but the injuries were not serious. After lying on the ground and resting for a while, Ye Feiran struggled to get up and take the elixir. At the end, she drank a bottle of spiritual spring water. The effect of the spiritual spring water was very good. Not long after she drank it, all her fatigue was gone. She looked at the spiritual spring water in her hand, then at her friend, and then thought about pouring the spiritual spring water into the spiritual wine. When she was about to let the mutated nine-leaf red branches catch some spirit beasts and come back, the black rose spirit who had been staying in the spirit beast bag suddenly said, "Rimeimei, let me go! It's too boring for me to stay in the spirit beast bag all the time. " Hearing this, the corner of Ye Feiran's mouth twitched slightly. Don't think that she doesn't know that it has been practicing. However, Black Rose Essence can go wherever it wants! The Black Rose Essence had been out for a short while. Ye Feiran had no contract with it and couldn't sense its condition, so she couldn't help but feel worried. "Ranran, Sister Hei is an ancient spiritual plant. Don't worry, just have a good rest!" said the mutated nine-leaf red branch. Ye Feiran nodded, but did not continue to rest. Instead, he chose to close his eyes and rest. Half an hour later, the black rose spirit finally came back, not only bringing back a bunch of spiritual rabbits and spiritual chickens, but also a bunch of bottle-shaped spiritual fruits with very strong spiritual power. However, this bottle shape Lingguo Ye Feiran has never seen before. Ye Feiran carefully looked at the bottle-shaped spiritual fruit, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What kind of spiritual fruit is this?" "A kind of spiritual fruit, but it has mutated. It should be because of the red moon, so the spiritual power it contains is rich and pure. If you eat one, how many grades of spiritual elixir is it equivalent to?" Black Rose Essence said. He handed Ye Feiran a spiritual fruit. Ye Feiran carefully tasted a bottle-shaped spiritual fruit, and then said with surprise, "The spiritual power contained in this spiritual fruit is equivalent to a fifth-grade spiritual power pill!" Hearing this, a smile appeared on Black Rose's delicate face, and then she continued, "Ran Meiren, I think there is more than one kind of treasure in the Red Moon Mountains: spirit fruits, what do you think?" At this time, Ye Feiran also remembered Xiao Yutang's words. It seems that there are really many opportunities in the Red Moon Mountain Range! "That makes sense! Since there are so many monsters in the Red Moon Mountain Range, other cultivators won't come so quickly, so we'll just stay here." At the same time, she also thought of the eternal snow lotus, the most yin thing. I wonder if the essence of the red moon here is useful to it?
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. ,,. ,.
