The Legend of Mortal Cultivation

Chapter 822 Lingmiao Garden

"No, it's really this door." Nanlonghou looked at this small stone door with a thoughtful look on his face, but finally said with a long breath.

"The blood on this door seems to be too magical. There will be no problem, right? There are a lot of words on the No Novel Network." Lu Weiying read it for a while and asked with some uneasyance. "This door is an ancient monk, sealed with the essence and blood of the whole body. Naturally, it is different from the ordinary prohibition, which is a normal thing. Brother Lu wants to retreat now. Marquis Nanlong turned his eyes and said lightly.

"Retired? It's all here. How could Lu do such a stupid thing? But just in case. Should we be more cautious? The old man shook his head and said solemnly.

"It's not unreasonable for Brother Lu to say so. This door does give people an uncomfortable feeling. Well, let's arrange a few layers of prohibition outside the door first. In this way, if there is anything wrong, the way out will be worry-free. Nanlonghou thought for a moment and said slowly.

"Good, that's the best. Just as the Taoist friend said. Lu Weiying nodded without hesitation and readily agreed.

So Nanlonghou and the old man took out several sets of arrays from their bodies and began to set up a magic array at the bottom of the pool.

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But just as the Nanlong Marquis were about to lift the door of the blood curse, in another place in the inner valley, a huge mountain full of black rocks, a group of people were slowly heading towards the top of the mountain.

The leader was a middle-aged monk with a shocked and gloomy face, and next to him was an old man in a green shirt, who turned out to be the owner of the ghost gate and Wei Wuya.

Wang Tiangu is behind the two.

After the three of them, four other disciples of the ghost sect in the elixir period followed.

"This damn place is really evil. In such a remote place, hundreds of miles have been banned from the air, and they can't even fly a few feet away from the ground. Wang Tiangu looked at the blood-red clouds not far above his head, and suddenly muttered.

"The more so, the more it shows that we have found the right place. If I were an ancient monk, I would also set up an important place in such a place. After all, with such prohibitions, there must be few monks willing to walk here for a day or two. The Lord of the Ghost Gate remained unchanged and replied calmly.

"It took so much effort. I hope we haven't found a place this time. Along the way, we have lost three disciples. Wang Tiangu looked a little helpless.

The Lord of the Ghost Gate heard this. He smiled and didn't answer.

But at this time, Wei Wuya looked at the top of the peak and said with a blank face.

"After we entered the inner valley, we have walked for three days and two nights, and we should have almost arrived. Don't tell me, I have to walk for a few more days!"

"Wei Daoyou, don't worry. Over this mountain. That's where it is. Don't be too anxious! If this matter is done, our ghost gate can certainly become the largest sect of the devil's way. Wei Daoyou's breakthrough of the divine period is also a matter of time to come. The owner of the ghost door did not dare to neglect Wei Wuya, and said slowly.

"Hmm! To be honest, I don't have the legend of Ling Miao Garden. Most of them are just those ancient monks who spread rumors. If there was such a space at the junction of the spiritual world and our human world, it would have been found by other monks and could have been maintained to this day. Wei Wuya was silent for a moment. He said such a sentence sarcastically.

"Since Brother Wei didn't believe it, why did he agree to our invitation at the beginning?" The owner of the ghost door did not show a strange color, but asked a rhetorical question of great interest.

"The king's Taoist friends are so solemn that they almost take out half of the elites in the door. Naturally, they are really sure of the trip to the Devil Valley. Presumably, Taoist friends are looking for it, even if it is not Lingmiao Garden. It should also be a secret place for ancient monks. Now that I have done this, I will naturally get involved. You use my reputation to suppress other monks who enter the valley, and I will share some treasures. It should not be too much. Wei Wuya didn't even think about it and said rudely.

"Haha! Brother Wei is also quick to talk. However, Wei Daoyou has one thing to expect. This sect spent so much effort to go to the spiritual garden. This spiritual garden is not a false thing, but it does be here. The whole Falling Devil Valley is actually the land built by ancient monks to guard the spiritual garden. As long as we cross this mountain, we can see it with our own eyes in a few hours. Open the space here at that time. We have to rely on Wei Daoyou to contribute more. The owner of the ghost door laughed. He said with a look of madness.

Wei Wuya was a little surprised when he heard the words, and his face showed a trace of movement.

"Listen to the meaning of the master's words. It seems that there is evidence of the existence of Lingmiaoyuan in his hand.

"No, this sect is indeed 70% or 80% sure, which can confirm the existence of Ling Miao Garden. As for the evidence, when it gets there, Wei Daoyou will naturally do it. As soon as the middle-aged man in black said this, his face showed a mysterious look.

This person is the true nature of Xiaoxiong. He is only the early cultivation of Yuanying, but in the face of Wei Wuya, the late monk of Yuanying, he has no uneasiness.

Wei Wuya nodded, and his face returned as before, but he couldn't help sneering in his heart.

Even if the owner of the ghost door in front of him said that the sky is falling, and he has not seen the trace of the spiritual garden with his own eyes, he will never half of it.

Of course, Wei Wuya will not say these slanders directly, but after a smile indifferently, the topic changed and suddenly mentioned another thing.

"After Elder Zhong of your family entered the valley, he acted separately from me. Now it's been so long that I can't be at peace. Can Master Wang tell Zhong Daoyou's whereabouts? Like other monks, you won't let such an elder of Yuanying wander around in the Falling Devil Valley, will you? There are many words on the novel network"

"Brother Wei laughed. To tell his friends, Elder Zhong actually went to another secret place in the valley to find another treasure. Of course, although this treasure is rare, it can't be compared with Ling Miao Garden. The owner of the ghost doorman didn't seem to care about this question and replied lightly.

Listening to the other party's frank admission, Wei Wuya laughed twice. It's not easy to continue to ask questions. The group of people waited for the silence to fall again and continued to walk towards the mountain.

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In a pothole and a pile of rocks, six or seven ghost disciples are scattered everywhere, constantly looking around under some boulders. And the old man surnamed Zhong of the Ghost Gate floated in the center of the stone pile and did not move.

Although his divine consciousness can easily cover dozens of miles of wilderness, he wants to find some specific marks. But the heart is not strong enough.

So even if he feels impatient, he can only rely on these disciples under his family. I searched slowly like a needle in a haystack.

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At the exit of the Grand Canyon somewhere in the Inner Valley, there was a sudden thunderous rumble in the five-color glowing canyon. Then the glow was released. After a burst of lightning and thunder, a group of monks suddenly rushed out of the valley.

is led by an old man and an old man in a green robe. Although the two of them don't seem to have any damage, their images are quite embarrassed. He looks with a gray head and a gray face.

It is the map of the East Gate of Tianjing Zhenren and the Great Elder of the Royal Spirit Sect.

The other five green-robed monks behind them were also in tattered clothes and pale, as if they had suffered a little. On the contrary, the two evil ghost puppets are still exactly the same as before, without any change.

"I finally broke through the ban and entered the inner valley. Unexpectedly, the two puppets of Tianjing Taoist friends were so powerful that they were almost no different from the early top monks. It's really enviable!" Dongmentu rushed out of the mouth of the valley dozens of feet before he stopped, looked back at the canyon behind him, and glanced at the two ferocious-faced ghost puppets. He said with different eyes.

"A puppet is a puppet. No matter how powerful it is, how can it be compared with these subordinates of Brother Dongmen? The five of them practice one of the five elements. Together, I'm afraid they can compete with the late Yuanying monks for a while. Tianjing Zhenren was obviously very wary of Dongmen Tu. After coming out of the valley, he deliberately fell behind a little, and if he didn't want to get away from him. And the two puppets flashed at this time. I stood behind the old-fashioned place.

Seeing this scene, Dongmen Tu's face darkened first, but then sighed and smiled bitterly.

"Tianjing Taoist friends are really right. I thought that after these two days of cooperation, Taoist friends should have no prejudice against me. Taoist friends might as well think about teaming up again. If the two of us work together to search for treasure, it is much safer than fighting alone.

"What did Brother Dongmen say! The poor Taoist has no prejudice against Taoist friends, but the poor Taoist still likes to be alone. Don't mention the matter of joint hands. Now that both of us have entered the inner valley. Let's say goodbye." Tianjing Zhenren laughed and refused as if nothing had happened. After giving a salute. He stared at the other party's face cautiously without moving away at all.

The East Gate map shows this situation. He frowned, and then Zhan Yan smiled.

"Since Tianjing Taoist friends really don't want to be with me. Naturally, I won't force it again. Then let's break up. I hope Brother Dao can get something!" He smiled as usual. He said with a smile. "Hey hey! That poor road has more good words from the East Gate. As soon as Tianjing Zhenren heard this, his face suddenly relaxed and he said calmly. Then Lao Dao took two puppets, identified the direction slightly, and immediately left slowly. Looking at the rect of Tianjing Zhenren's fading away, the face of the old man in green robe suddenly became gloomy.

"This old man is really cautious. After two days with him, there was a glimmer of fleasure. Otherwise, if there are two more puppets in the inner valley treasure exploration, I will be safer. Dongmen Tu seemed to be unwilling to sigh for a long time. After taking a look around, he patted the spirit beast bag around his waist.

A monk, a silver shining giant bat flew out of the mouth of the bag and landed in front of the east gate map.

As soon as he raised his hand, a black pill ejected. The huge silver swallowed the pill into the abdomen in mid-air, then circled one by one, and suddenly flew away in the other direction.

Seeing this scene, Dongmen Tu hurriedly greeted the five monks behind him and took the lead in turning into a green light. Five imperial monks followed him. In a blink of an eye, there were no people at the mouth of the canyon. (First update!)

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