Wen Qiao found that although she brought Citrine Ants, it was still difficult to find someone in the tomb of the immortal.

The reason is that the power in the immortal tomb is too complicated, because it involves the immortal spirit power left by the immortal, which occasionally interferes with the judgment of the citrine ants.

"Actually, it's not surprising. In this immortal tomb, the most difficult thing to resist is the obsessions left by those immortals after their fall." Shi Wuming said, "The obsessions left by immortals are very rich, caused by greed and hatred. Delusional thoughts form all kinds of thoughts, fear, fear, unwillingness, resentment, regret... These thoughts will not only affect the cultivator, but also affect the surrounding environment."

The cultivators of the three races present couldn't help but look at him.

"Look at the land under our feet, it is actually infused with countless thoughts of immortals."

Their eyes subconsciously looked at the land under their feet. It was a barren gray land, containing the breath of death, which was extraordinarily desolate.

But it seems impossible to infuse immortals with countless thoughts.

Shi Wuming didn't see their disapproval, "You don't believe it? If you don't believe it, you can use your divine sense to probe."

Everyone looked at him, not stupid enough to do what he said.

Since entering the immortal tomb, the practitioners of the three clans have immediately protected their sea of ​​consciousness so as not to be affected by the thoughts in the immortal tomb. These thoughts are actually not very strong, as long as they don't take the initiative to touch them, they don't seem to have much harmful effect. Of course, this also has something to do with the places they go to not too dangerous.

Wen Qiao did not question Shi Wuming's words.

Although he usually looks very useless, he dares to follow them everywhere because of his body. But after putting these aside, you will find that he is not as incompetent as he appears. After all, he is the most mysterious Hall of Fate and Soul from the Seven Soul Sect, and many methods are unknown.

When it matters, it is quite reliable.

Looking at the topaz ant flying around like a headless fly, Wen Qiao recalled it.

The citrine ants are entrenched in her hair, like a yellow ant flower, which will make people ignore its existence. The cultivators present couldn't help but look at it. This was the first time they had come into contact with this ant-like mutant monster. If it could find someone in the Immortal Tomb, it would be really amazing.

"Forget it, there is still time anyway, let's go to other places first." Wen Qiao said.

The cultivators present were all happy, and after following Wen Qiao for a month, they had found the inheritance of the ghost cultivator and the demon clan. In their opinion, they were incredibly lucky. You must know that every time the tomb of the immortals is opened, there are very few people of the three clans who can obtain the inheritance of the immortals, and sometimes there is no gain at all.

They couldn't help but look at Wen Qiao, always feeling that it was because of her light.

Is her luck so good?

Wen Qiao's strength is undoubtedly the strongest. If she is not strong, she can't be willful so that they can only do what she wants. If they don't obey, they will be beaten up. If it weren't for her, they would have been like everyone else, killing people and stealing treasures, and robbing them all the way, where would they abide by benevolence and morality.

In the same way, if they don't kill people and get treasures, others can't kill them, because this woman doesn't allow it.

Xu is because they are numerous and powerful, and there are not many practitioners who dare to do it next. Not everyone is like the previous group of fools. thought that they would dare to correct them because there are a few middle and late Yuanhuang realm. They shot.

However, although those people didn't dare to do it openly, there were quite a few ambush people in the dark, but unfortunately they were all seen by Wen Qiao, who took them out and beat them up and robbed them of their treasures.

Wen Qiao took a look at the things she grabbed, and found that they were all incomplete fairy artifacts.

Because of her generosity, the storage bags of the younger brothers gradually swelled up, and the harvest was very good.

"Hey, there seems to be the sound of water in front."

Wen Qiao listened carefully and realized that she had not heard it wrong.

The others let go of their perceptions and didn't hear anything, thinking that she heard it wrong, or was influenced by the thoughts of the immortal tomb, and could not help but be a little wary.

However, this vigilance turned into stunned when they finally heard the sound of the water when they traveled for a while.

There is really a sound of water.

"So far away, you can actually hear it?" Ling Jue asked in disbelief, secretly looking at Wen Qiao, it was indeed the middle stage of the Yuan Dynasty, and his and Guihua's cultivation was a small level higher than hers.

However, it is useless, even if it is a small realm higher, it will not be able to beat her.

Wen Qiao said not very modestly: "No way, my perception is naturally better than that of cultivators of the same level, so don't be too envious."

She is also true. Since the awakening of the bloodline of the god emperor, her perception is stronger than that of practitioners of the same level, not to mention that after cultivating to the Yuan emperor realm, she no longer needs to turn into a demon body to use the god emperor clan. Perception ability can be described as reborn.

She didn't exercise much of her perception, just like she was born, these were bestowed by the blood of the god emperor.

Hearing these unpretentious words, the practitioners present did not believe much, thinking that she was just boasting.

If she said that she practiced something that could enhance her perception, they would still believe it. Maybe it is true that he has practiced the relevant exercises, but he just doesn't want to tell outsiders, and it is possible that this is also possible.

They flew towards the land of the sound of water.

Soon after, finally saw the source of the sound of water.

I saw a barren mountain suddenly appeared in front of me, and above the barren mountain, a small waterfall poured down from the top of the mountain. The mountain is not high, and you can vaguely see that there are houses and the like on the top of the mountain. A staircase winds up from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Everyone was a little surprised: "This mountain looks a little weird, and there are houses on the mountain?"

"Why does it look so fake?"

"Indeed, it doesn't look real."

"It's not a fantasy, is it?"

"Want to go up and have a look?"

With that said, everyone looked at Wen Qiao subconsciously, and she made the decision.

They now believe very much in Wen Qiao's luck. Even if they encounter a dangerous place, maybe there is a hidden immortal inheritance?

Wen Qiao pondered for a while, and said, "I don't feel it is good or bad, there should be some chance above, you can decide for yourself."

Everyone was stunned, and it was rare that they were not instructed to do things, and they were all a little uncomfortable.

"Miss Wen, how about you?" Xu Zhaozhao asked.

Wen Qiao said: "I want to go up and have a look." In her perception, the mountain seemed a little empty, as if it didn't exist. She was naturally a little curious about it, so she decided to go to explore it.

Since she has all gone up, they will naturally go up too.

Immediately, a group of people Yujian came to the foot of the mountain and stopped in front of the stairs.

The waterfall is not far away, flying straight down from the top of the mountain, smashing into the small pool below, splashing everywhere. Although the waterfall is thin and not big, when it falls into the pool, it seems that it will never overflow from the pool.

Ling Jue and Guihua probed their divine senses, and found that the pool was not deep, and they could reach the end in no time. There is no secret passage under the pool, and there is no water leading to other places, so it seems that this mountain and water are extremely unreal.

Anyone who has explored the waterhole thinks this is more of a fantasy.

Just as they were carefully exploring, another group of cultivators arrived.

This group of cultivators are all human beings, and they are all in the Yuanhuang realm and the Yuanzong realm. Looking at the waist cards on their bodies, they come from several people from Lingdao.

Wen Qiao stared at the words on their waistbands, Hunyuan Island, Tianlun Island, Bingwu Island...

Her eyes flickered slightly, and it seemed that the seventy-two spiritual islands in the Demon Sealing Territory were indeed named after the outer continents, as they had been discovered before, because of the Martial God Monuments located in the continents. After all, the Martial God Monument can communicate with the Demon Sealing Heaven and the mainland. Each spiritual island holds a fragment of the Martial God Monument and connects it with the mainland. Those spiritual islands are simply named after the continent.

Even Shengwu Island was named directly after Shengwu because Shengwu Temple held the Shengwu Stele on the Shengwu Continent.

Probably because she looked at it for a long time, which aroused the vigilance of those cultivators.

Although everyone is a human cultivator, the relationship should be more harmonious than that of the ghost cultivator and the demon clan. But in the tomb of the immortals, they are all competitors, and they are all inherited from the immortals, where is there any face to speak of? What you grab is your own, if you can't grab it, kill and grab it directly.

These people were also attracted by the sound of the water. didn't expect that some cultivators had come here in advance. Then, seeing that this group of cultivators had three races, they couldn't help but guess, this combination is really weird?

They were vigilant for a while, and when they saw that the other party had no intention of making a move, they just looked at the barren mountain.

Shi Wuming saw Wen Qiao staring at those people, how could she not know what she was thinking.

He transmitted his voice and said: [It seems that there are also fragments of the Martial God Monument in Hunyuan Continent - it should be called Hunyuan Monument, but this Hunyuan Monument is in the hands of the few forces that have the ancestors of the Yuan Shengjing, and it will not easily let others The cultivators of the forces are mixed. Moreover, the power in charge of the Hunyuan Monument in the Demon Sealing Domain is similar to the situation in the Holy Martial Hall, so these practitioners on Hunyuan Island must not have anyone we know. 】

Although Hunyuan Island is related to Hunyuan Continent, it is directly torn apart like Shengwu Temple and Shengwu Continent.

Wen Qiao asked in surprise: [Could it be that the Seven Souls Sect couldn't send people in? 】

[It depends on whether the Seven Soul Sect is interested in the Demon Sealing Heaven Domain. As long as it does not involve the demise of the mainland, the Seven Soul Sect does not care. 】

Wen Qiao remembered what he heard about the Seven Souls Sect in Hunyuan Continent, and felt that he was right.

After the two finished the voice transmission, they found that the group of people who arrived had already chosen to go up the mountain.

Originally, someone directly ignored the stairs, and Yujian flew up, but as soon as he flew to the foot of the mountain, he fell directly from Feijian, rolled down the mountain, and kowtowed to the bottom of the mountain.

Seeing the blood on the man's face, everyone present was silent for a moment, and chose to walk the stairs obediently.

Surrounded by a stretch of plains, a barren mountain appeared in the plains in vain, which is rather strange no matter how you look at it, after all, this is the tomb of immortals.

However, unusual things are often accompanied by opportunities, which also makes everyone want to go up and investigate.

Wen Qiao and the others stood at the foot of the mountain and watched the group of people climb up the stairs.

The group of people walked further and further, gradually reaching the top of the mountain and disappearing into it.

Wen Qiao turned her head and said to the group of younger brothers: "I'll go up, you can do it yourself."

She didn't tell anyone to run away when they were in danger. The situation in the immortal's tomb was complicated.

Although this barren mountain looks normal now, what An Zhi can see with his naked eyes is normal?

Wen Qiao lifted her foot up the stairs.

When she walked ten steps, she couldn't help but look back and check, and found that the group of younger brothers followed her footsteps, set foot on the stairs, and went up the stairs.

Wen Qiao turned her head, stepped on the stone steps, and climbed up step by step.

The surroundings were very quiet, as if everyone was climbing the stairs with a kind of pious heart, without a trace of uproar.

Wen Qiao couldn't help frowning. She turned around again, and found that the group of people behind her were still there. She could even see all kinds of thoughts on their faces, and Shi Wuming. She looked around curiously and met her. When he looked at her, he gave her a wide grin.

She stopped and lowered her eyes, as if she was thinking quietly, before continuing to walk up after a while.

This barren mountain is not high, climb up step by step, and it only takes half an hour to reach the top of the mountain.

When Wen Qiao came to the top of the mountain, a gust of mountain wind just happened to blow up her skirt.

She looked behind her, and not surprisingly found that there was no one behind her, there was only herself in the world, and it seemed that she was the only one who could reach the top of the mountain, giving her a sense that she was special and had already been recognized by the owner of the top of the mountain.

She turned to look at the top of the mountain.

In front of it is a row of wooden houses, showing a bit of exquisite elegance. In front of the house is a flowering peach tree. Under the tree is a stone table and stone chairs. There is also a chessboard on the table. The chess piece seems to be half-played when the master suddenly leaves.

Just as she was staring at the chessboard, a creaking voice sounded, followed by a warm and soft voice.

"Ah."

Wen Qiao raised her head suddenly, and saw a handsome, graceful and unparalleled man who opened the door from inside and smiled at her.

He stood there, a pair of clear eyes staring at her quietly, a gust of wind blew, and the pink peach blossoms fell down and swept across his face.

Wen Qiao didn't move, just stared straight at the person who appeared.

The man slowly walked out of the door, walked to the stone table under the peach tree, and smiled at her: "Ah, since you're here, won't you have a cup of tea with me?"

As he spoke, he put away the chessboard on the table with his sleeves, took out the tea set, and brewed tea.

The breeze, the peach tree, and the man making tea under the tree form a leisurely picture.

Wen Qiao was a little dazed, walked over involuntarily and sat in front of him.

She raised her eyes and looked at him carefully, and suddenly found that the clothes on this man's body were different. It was not the kind that Ning Yuzhou usually wears, but a kind of imperial clothes that were not woven from the world, and his hair was woven from stars. With the crown tied, the whole person looks so different, with a little more majesty that people can't look directly at.

He clearly knew in his heart that he was not the real Ning Yuzhou, but he couldn't find any sense of illusion, as if he was Ning Yuzhou himself.

Wen Qiao couldn't understand the situation on the top of the mountain, so she decided to wait and see.

The fragrance of tea is lingering, floating on the top of the mountain.

Wen Qiao looked at the tea, it was not a taste she was familiar with, at least she had never seen Ning Yuzhou make this kind of tea for her to drink. But the scent of tea was extremely seductive, and she found that the spiritual energy in her body was faintly out of control.

The man opposite said with a smile: "You shouldn't drink this tea before? It's a fairy spring watered by fairy dew. Like fairy honey, it's a rare treasure, and even mortals can eat it."

Wen Qiao looked at him in surprise.

The man smiled slightly and pushed the tea cup over.

Wen Qiao hesitated, picked it up, put it under his nose and smelled it, but didn't move it.

Seeing this, the man just sighed slightly, but didn't say anything because of her cautious attitude, and said with a smile, "Would you like to go in and sit in the room?"

"Are there any guests?" Wen Qiao asked very bluntly. There were so many people here just now, so there must be a lot of people on the top of the mountain.

The man looked at her with a smile, "There are no other guests here, only you."

Wen Qiao's eyes flickered slightly, and she vaguely felt what he was reminding her. She couldn't feel the maliciousness of this thing, but she didn't understand why she became Ning Yuzhou's appearance. Could it be because she missed her husband too much and was harassed by some Thing noticed that he specially turned into him to let her relax?

Although a little puzzled, Wen Qiao didn't do anything rashly.

At this time, she was extremely sober, soberly aware that the man in front of her who could not tell the truth was not Ning Yuzhou.

Because he didn't feel malicious, he naturally wouldn't take action.

The man stood up, looked at her with a smile, and invited her in.