The disaster of the clones has just been delayed, and it won't be long before the five seriously injured loose immortals will come one after another.
There is indeed not much time left for Bai Yi.
In the cave in the barren mountain, the master and the servant fell silent.
Bai Yi continued to recover from the injuries caused by the fierce battle with the clone, while Zhu Huo stayed by his side quietly.
However, as time passed, Zhu Huo began to scratch his head and start to look secretly.
Bai Yi, who could not sit still with his eyes crossed, saw the candlelight slipping out again.
He simply couldn't bear to be left in one place for too long.
The surroundings of the barren mountain had been clearly detected by candlelight, so the ruffian approached the Styx River again, sometimes sneaking into the river quietly, and sometimes hiding in the woods beside the river like a thief.
The purpose of the candlelight was to take a look.
See where the people from the Styx Sect are hiding.
After several days of observation, Zhu Huo finally found the Styx Sect's lair, which was a deserted island in the lower reaches of the Styx River.
It looked like a desert island from a distance, but it couldn't be hidden from Zhu Huo's nose.
Ever since he smelled the scent of human beings here, Zhu Huo had been guarding the river for three days.
On the fourth day, he finally saw the desert island.
The scenery changed vaguely, and then a group of weirdly dressed cultivators flew out from the island.
The group of cultivators wore long robes with circles of cloth wrapped around their heads.
They looked like they were wearing thick hats.
The leader of the group had a cultivation level in the late stages of becoming a god.
Zhu Huo, who had nothing to do, was very curious about the Styx Sect.
Relying on his strength, which was close to the eighth level, he followed the monks silently.
During a tracking trip, Zhuhuo learned that the place where the Styx Sect members arrived was a valley thousands of miles away from the Styx.
There was something special in this valley that made even Zhuhuo salivate when he smelled it.
He didn't go in, he just walked around outside the valley a few times.
This is the Nether Realm after all, and Zhuhuo does like to cause trouble, but he only causes trivial matters.
Zhuhuo never does this kind of thing like provoking strong men alone outside the territory.
After Zhu Huo waited outside the valley for a short time, the group of cultivators left one after another.
They were all obviously happy when they left, as if they had found some treasure.
"Something weird" Watching the other party fly away, Zhu Huo sat on the ground in his human form, dragging his cheek with one hand and muttering: "Come here happily, leave happily, there must be treasures in this valley."
After holding my nose and smelling it for a long time, the candlelight further confirmed my guess.
"It definitely smells like spiritual fruit.
It's of a very high level.
Since your Styx Sect didn't pick them all, don't blame your family.
Hehe, I want to see what kind of rare treasures there are here."
After muttering for a long time, Zhu Huo prepared to sneak into the valley.
Anyway, the Styx Sect's people had gone far, and there was no one in the valley.
The other party did not take away all the spiritual fruits, presumably for the next picking.
Spiritual fruits are different from spiritual grasses and spiritual flowers.
Once the spiritual grass and spiritual flowers mature, they can be picked immediately, or used as medicine, or refined into treasures.
However, since they are called spiritual fruits, they must be fruits.
As for any fruit, the maturity period must come first and later.
If it is harvested at once, If you pick the unripe spiritual fruits, you will lose more than you gain.
The best way is to wait for the next batch of spiritual fruits to mature.
There are spiritual fruits in the valley, so this valley must have become the territory of the Styx Sect.
However, there is no one guarding the valley, which makes the candlelight a bit strange.
The strangeness of the candlelight was quickly forgotten, and he was about to dive into the valley while drooling.
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As a passerby in the Nether Realm, Zhu Huo has absolute self-awareness.
In his eyes, he will not let go of anything that can be eaten all at once, even if it is not cooked.
But at this moment, the person on the other side Suddenly, the monk's spiritual energy fluctuated in the horizon.
The steps into the valley paused, and Zhuhuo glanced bitterly at the figures heading towards the valley in the distance.
In desperation, he had no choice but to hibernate again.
"It's not over yet.
You all know there is a treasure here, right?"
Candlelight, who hid his figure, murmured in a low voice: "It's best if you leave some spiritual fruit for me.
If you dare to pick them all, I'll take the spiritual fruit from that one.
The tree was swallowed up.”
Not to mention Zhu Huo's unheard threat, a group of cultivators in the distance arrived outside the valley not long after.
These people's clothes were also a little weird, but they were similar to the people in Qingkong Domain, except that the leader A red-haired man, he looked very special among the crowd.
"Twenty years ago, we collected less than a hundred Wulan fruits.
There should be more this time.
With the Nineteenth Young Master personally leading the team, we will definitely gain a lot."
A cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul in the crowd said in a respectful tone.
The Nineteenth Young Master he mentioned was the red-haired young man who led the team.
"Wulan fruit is indeed a good thing, but every time the fruit is harvested, the people from the Styx Sect will get it first.
If they pick it first every time, who knows the number of fruits each time.
If there are three hundred, they from the Styx Sect will take it.
If two hundred of them leave, wouldn't we lose a lot?
Young Master, please comment, they, the Styx Sect, are bullying our Nether Soul Sect."
In the crowd, a female Nascent Soul cultivator who was following the red-haired man spoke up.
This woman looked very young, and her cultivation level was at the late Nascent Soul stage.
Her behavior was seductive, and her clothes were different from others.
She was actually just a girl.
She only covered her vital parts with two pieces of blurry and transparent cloth.
Her long, slender, white legs, coupled with the whiteness of her shoulders and chest, could almost make people's eyes sink in.
"Mei'er said something wrong this time."
The red-haired man known as the Nineteenth Young Master smiled and seemed to be very fond of the woman next to him.
He explained: "This ebony vine was discovered hundreds of years ago by the people of the Styx Sect.
At that time, it was for this ebony vine.
Qimu, there was a lot of friction between the Nether Soul Sect and the Styx Sect, which even involved the realm of gods.
In the end, it was the third brother who came forward, which calmed down the hostility between the two families.
The ebony vine blooms in ten years and bears fruit in ten years.
Every twenty years, people from the Styx Sect come first to pick half of the Wulan fruits.
This is also the rule set by the third brother.
For hundreds of years, we and the Styx Sect have But everything is fine. " "Should the ebony vines they discovered belong to them?"
The charming woman named Mei'er pursed her lips and said softly: "The entire Netherworld belongs to our Nether Soul Sect, and their Styx River Sect can still compete with our sect.
The door is invincible” "The Styx Sect is not like other sects.
Even the third brother has to give them some face."
The red-haired man said with a slight smile.
"The third young master is a strong man in the realm of integration.
Is there a strong Mahayana man in the Styx Sect?"
the woman asked in surprise, while the nineteenth young master shook his head and did not go into details.
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In the world of cultivation, there are some secrets.
This is not something that Nascent Soul cultivator can easily know.
Bai Yi knew about the existence of Ancestor Minghe, but that didn't mean that everyone knew about it.
At least in the Minghun Sect, except for a few people among the Hundred Sons, almost no one knew about it.
While talking and laughing, the group of people had already entered the valley and disappeared after a while.
Candlelight hiding outside the valley curled his lips.
Since the other party was from the Nether Soul Sect, in order not to attract the attention of the Blood Fiend Immortal Lord, he had no choice but to take action.
He could only watch helplessly as they picked up the remaining spirit fruits.
At this moment, behind Zhu Huo, a The figure has appeared silently
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