Xianming and Xianming looked at each other, and Xianming smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, but we don't know what the danger is."
He felt like a fool.
Not only did he think he was a fool, but Guo Twelve and the other three also felt the same.
This guy was a fool.
Since he wanted to enter this secret realm, he didn't understand anything.
He was all vague and didn't know what they were doing.
Why do you have to come in?
Xian Ming blushed deeply, but fortunately he was still thick-skinned.
He murmured, "Actually, it's not our fault.
Each family has blocked the news.
It's not easy for us to find out so much."
Only then did Guo Twelve have time to look at the surrounding environment.
There are no plants, earth and stones in the traditional sense on the ground, but a black substance like coal.
Guo Twelve fell to the ground, reached out and grabbed a handful of black mud, and wondered: "What the hell is this?"
The black mud is in the palm of your hand, exuding a faint black mist.
He suddenly remembered the black mist in the bloody secret realm, but the black mist in the black mud did not rise.
Guo Twelve squeezed it hard, and the black mud immediately shattered and turned into a thick black mist, but it did not disperse.
It still looked like a ball of black mud, and gradually condensed into a black mud shape.
The handsome old man suddenly popped his head and said: "I don't even know how to describe your luck.
This is the fucking niche covering mud."
Xian Ming and Xian Ming were frightened by the handsome old man emerging from Guo Twelve's head.
The two of them backed away.
Xian Ming screamed: "What the hell?"
The handsome old man raised his head and said: "I am a handsome old man, not someone else."
Guo Twelve snorted, this old guy is indeed not a thing sometimes.
The Eagle Demon suppressed his laughter and said: "Bright, bright, don't worry about that."
Xian Ming and Xian Liang didn't dare to say anything.
They looked at Guo Twelve with strange eyes and couldn't figure out what it was for a while.
With their knowledge, it was impossible for the two of them to know the existence of sacrificial spirits.
The handsome old man said: "Fly along here and there, fast" Guo Twelve flew up in response and flew in the direction guided by the handsome old man.
The Eagle Demon shouted: "Follow up" There is flowing black water on the ground.
In fact, it is not water, but melted black mud.
Guo Twelve was flying, but he was thinking about what the niche shade mud was.
He searched quickly in the inherited memory, but found nothing.
There was no record of niche shade mud in the inherited memory.
Black water gradually gathered on the ground.
The handsome old man pointed not far away and said: "Stop right there."
Not far away, the black water gathered into a small pond.
Guo Twelve asked: "What's the use of that?"
The handsome old man smiled and said: "I didn't expect such a thing.
Hehe, once you encounter it, you can't let it go."
Xian Ming and Xian Liang looked at it dumbfounded.
Guo Twelve's current image was extremely weird.
He looked like he had two heads, and a hand appeared from time to time.
It was not only weird, but also scary.
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You must know that the image condensed by the handsome old man is no different from the real person.
Guo Twelve fell down and stepped on the black water.
The black water immediately covered his knees, and it felt like he was stepping on mud.
He reached out and stirred the black water, and a large amount of black mist rose up.
Less than a foot away from the black water, it fell again without spreading into the air, as if it was very heavy.
The handsome old man smiled and said: "Niche shade mud is only produced in extreme secret realms.
Its function can enhance the soul.
You no longer need to use this thing to enhance the soul, but this thing is also the enhancement needed for the soul altar.
It is rare, but Hehe, this requires special means to refine."
Guo Twelve doesn't know how to refine it at all.
He just wants to know the benefits of niche shade mud and how to collect it, dig it out and put it in the talisman bag.
He asked: "Do you want to dig it out?"
The handsome old man sneered and said: "How much can you collect?"
Then he said: "Even if you dig up all the shading mud around the niches and collect it, hehe, how much can you dig out, let's just say this yin mud water, even if you collect them all , it can only be purified about a thousand drops.
If it is refined, you can get at most dozens of drops, which is not enough for your own use. " Xianming and Xianming were actively collecting the talisman bags.
They couldn't help but stop when they heard the words, and they looked at each other.
After a while, Xian Liang asked: "Master, how should we collect it?"
The handsome old man said: "You should also collect and pull them down.
You are the junior great saint master.
What's the use of collecting this?
You should practice honestly.
Sitting on the mud in the niche to practice is a hundred times better than practicing outside.
Well, I guess Can reach the level of Intermediate Great Saint Master.”
Xian Ming and Xian Liang looked at each other and saluted together: "Thank you, sir."
The two were very honest and immediately found an open space to sit down and began to practice.
The handsome old man said: "Don't be in the open space, find a place where the black water gathers, and bury your body directly in it to practice.
The effect will be better."
Guo Twelve said: "Uncle Luo, you go too."
Luo Zhan flew away in response, and he went to search for the place where the black water gathered.
Xian Ming and Xian Liang also flew out.
This kind of opportunity is too rare.
Although the two of them don't know what niche shade mud is, they can improve their souls.
This kind of good thing cannot be encountered outside.
If they don't seize this opportunity, they will be really stupid. .
The handsome old man said: "Release Gu Molian."
Guo Twelve smiled and said: "Okay, I'll leave it all to you."
With the help of the handsome old man, he didn't know how much peace of mind he would have.
The Eagle Demon said, "I'm here to alert the guards."
Guo Twelve released Gu Molian.
The handsome old man smiled and said: "Don't be idle.
This inheritance is for you.
How to refine and purify the shrine shade mud.
Once you learn it, you can refine it too."
At the entrance to the Huntian Secret Realm, a dozen altar masters had completely controlled the situation, killing more than 300 great saint masters and injuring countless great saint masters who wanted to fish in troubled waters.
Qi Niantan is the ancestor of the Tan family.
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He founded the Tan family.
He owns a three-layer real altar and is considered a super master among various small families and sects.
This time he specially brought several senior great saints from his family, as well as great saints from other vassal families, as well as a large number of junior and intermediate great saints, hoping to get a chance to enter the secret realm.
After prior discussion, hundreds of small families and sects have already divided the quotas for entry, and have also negotiated with the four ancient families.
As long as people from the four ancient families enter, the remaining quotas will belong to them.
Unexpectedly, a group of The Great Holy Master took advantage of the chaos and rushed in.
Finally, he calculated that a total of sixty-seven of their senior Great Holy Master quotas had been consumed.
Qi Niantan was so angry that he went on a killing spree at the entrance to the secret realm, killing crazily and scaring away those great saint masters who desperately wanted to enter.
The remaining quotas were no longer enough.
A dozen altar masters controlled the entrance to the secret realm and began to quarrel.
Every family wanted to get a quota to enter.
The originally agreed quota was far from enough.
A virtual altar master said: "Sir, our family must have seven quotas."
Another master of the first-level physical altar said: "We have thirteen entry quotas, Mr.
Qi, you can't reduce it."
Qi Niantan's eyes flashed fiercely as he said: "There are only so many places.
The four ancient families took over two hundred more places this time.
They were rushed in by a group of fucking great saint masters, and now there are only four places left."
There are so many, what are you going to do?
You ask me for a quota, and I ask who wants it."
A virtual altar master said: "I have a way to get more places."
Qi Niantan said: "Amigo, if you have any ideas, please tell me."
Amygo said calmly: "We can't touch the people of the four ancient families, but can't we touch the great saint masters who rushed in?
Send people into the secret realm to kill them.
As long as the entrance to the secret realm is not closed, the quota will be It can be taken back” Qi Niantan's eyes lit up and he said: "What a good idea, haha.
As long as we don't move the four ancient families, others will be killed when they see it.
Hum, very good.
I agree to send the most powerful senior saint masters.
They Our mission is to hunt down and win back these spots.”
Amygo said: "Our family has four senior saint masters, all of whom have rich practical experience."
Another virtual altar master said: "Our family has three high-level saint masters."
Qi Niantan said: "Don't look for those who are weak.
I want professionals who are particularly good at fighting.
By the way, don't try to take advantage of the opportunity to send more people in.
We are all acquaintances.
Don't play tricks or blame me for being rude."
Eighty places were quickly gathered.
Qi Niantan said: "Divide into twenty groups.
Your task is to kill those guys who sneak in.
I have a talisman here.
If you kill a high-level saint master, you will be released."
A talisman, while the secret realm is still open, these talismans can be returned. " Emigo said coldly: "This is your opportunity, and it is also our opportunity.
Remember to kill the opponent as much as possible.
If you can't kill him, you can die yourself to free up the quota."
Each of the eighty senior great saint masters roared with murderous intent: "Kill them all, kill them all!"
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Then there was the allocation of quotas for the eighty Great Saint Masters, and there was another quarrel.
The families fought with each other like cockfighting cocks.
Finally, under the coordination of Qi Niantan, two hundred and forty middle and low-level people were settled.
The quota of the Great Saint Master.
Qi Niantan said fiercely: "In addition to the original rules, whoever can kill one more will get one more spot.
Fight for it yourself.
Okay, let's go."
Group after group of great saint masters entered the secret realm.
Qi Niantan said unhappily: "The four ancient families occupy too many places."
Emigo said: "Go and reason with them."
Qi Niantan shook his head and said: "I don't want to die.
You also know how domineering they are."
Guo Twelve didn't know that someone had entered the secret realm to hunt him down.
He was still familiar with the inheritance given by the handsome old man, and couldn't help but marvel at the handsome old man's vast knowledge.
Niche shading mud is not a necessity for building an altar, but it is a good thing that can improve the quality of the virtual altar.
After this stuff is purified, the real altar can also be used.
It has a similar effect to the magic liquid and can cleanse the altar
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