The Wanhua Mountains stretch for tens of thousands of miles.
The aura is strong, and the land is full of spiritual wood herbs.
The highest peak, peaking into the clouds, the fog is looming.
A few days ago, a closed boundary was automatically untied, and the Wanhua Mountains appeared in front of everyone. After exploration, this area is rich in resources, and there may be no less than ten best spiritual veins, as well as various rare high-quality spiritual herbs and ores.
"It seems that many people have taken the lead."
Chen Qingyuan came to the Wanhua Mountains and frowned when he saw the footprints left by some people.
This mountain range has a special law. It is difficult for divine consciousness to explore far away places. It requires close observation to capture the traces of resources.
"Act separately and earn more."
Chen Qingyuan suggested.
It's not easy to get the opportunity to walk together. Moreover, many Tianjiao have arrived in the Wanhua Mountains. The resources are gradually decreasing. Time is tight, and they must enter as soon as possible.
"Brother, I'll follow you!" Song Ningyan is not familiar with others.
"Okay." Chen Qingyuan nodded and agreed.
"I'm used to being alone."
It seemed that he was afraid of being entangled by Changsun Qian. Wu Junyan left a sentence and went deep into the mountains without hesitation.
In this way, everyone was divided into four small teams.
Chen Qingyuan and Song Ningyan, Changsun Fengye and Changsun Qian, Wu Junyan, Daochen Buddha.
Presumably, there will not be too much danger in this mountain range. Daochen Buddha did not follow Chen Qingyuan closely. In addition, if you really get into trouble, it's only tens of thousands of miles away, and you will be able to support it soon.
"Brother, which direction shall we go?"
Most areas of the Wanhua Mountains are covered by thick fog, and the scope of divine knowledge can be explored is very small, and the naked eye can't be seen for a long time.
Even if you use the pupil technique, you can't see through the strange fog.
"North."
Chen Qingyuan found a branch and threw it at will. Look at the direction at the end of the branch and step forward.
"Brother, this... Isn't this too hasty?
Seeing this, Song Ningyan was slightly nervous.
"When did you become timid? If you are afraid, just stay where you are and wait.
Chen Qingyuan deliberately said.
"Who's afraid? I'm cautious."
Song Ningyan stared.
"Don't waste time. Let's go!"
In a trance, Chen Qingyuan saw a lot of resources beckoning to him and accelerated his pace.
The thick white fog adds a little mysterious taste to the Wanhua Mountains.
Although Chen Qingyuan loves money, he is cautious and dare not be careless.
A quarter of an hour later, Chen Qingyuan found a high-quality altar under a tree dozens of meters high.
Xin!
He reached out and grabbed the blue anthrus inside the Xumi ring.
After a few more steps, he found a golden stone the size of a fist, and quickly put it away. This is an extremely precious ore, an excellent material for creating sacred objects, which can be exchanged for a large number of spiritual stones in various firms.
"The market price is at least 3,000 pieces of top-quality spirit stones!"
Chen Qingyuan was very good at finding the treasure and continued to search.
"What a large grassland."
Yunlingcao is a relatively common spirit, which absorbs the aura between heaven and earth and gives birth to a trace of spirituality. This thing is very common and does not have much effect on monks who have cultivated the golden elixir.
"It's better than nothing. I want it."
Chen Qingyuan doesn't care about this. No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat.
Song Ningyan followed Chen Qingyuan all the way. Her eyes and speed were not as fast as Chen Qingyuan's, and she has achieved nothing so far.
However, Song Ningyan doesn't care much about these resources. It's interesting to look at Chen Qingyuan's busy back.
She is the direct daughter of the ancient Song family. Since she was a child, she can get countless resources in one sentence. Unlike Chen Qingyuan, who was born in Xuanqing Sect, she needs to get everything by herself.
"Brother, there are still some over there."
Song Ningyan commanded and stood still.
"Okay." Chen Qingyuan turned his head and found that there were still hundreds of spiritual grass in the corner. He hurried over.
After working for half an hour, Chen Qingyuan emptied the resources of dozens of miles.
"It seems that someone is fighting over there."
Just finished, a strong battle fluctuation came from the northwest.
"Let's go and join in the fun."
After saying that, Chen Qingyuan approached carefully in the direction of Yu Wei.
What can cause a fight between monks must be a good treasure or resource.
In this case, Chen Qingyuan certainly wants to find an opportunity to intervene.
The spirits of heaven and earth, those who are predestined will get it.
"I'm the predestined person."
Chen Qingyuan thought so and looked forward to the trip to the Wanhua Mountains.
A valley surrounded by mountains.
Because this place is special, there is only one entrance to enter.
There seems to be a strange layer of prohibition above the valley. Chen Qingyuan didn't want to touch the unknown prohibition law, so as not to cause trouble. Therefore, he and Song Ningyan found the entrance.
"Sister Song, you stay outside and wait. I'll go in alone and have a look. If you are in trouble, you can get out of it.
Chen Qingyuan said.
"Okay, you have to be careful."
Song Ningyan nodded solemnly.
Therefore, Chen Qingyuan used a hidden skill in the Taoi Academy, covered his breath and sneaked in.
"Rumble--"
The sound of the battle was relatively fierce, smashing many boulders in the valley, dust and sand splashing, and thick smoke.
There are more than 20 people on both sides, and they are fighting for resources.
Fortunately, the ground of the Wanhua Mountains is relatively hard, otherwise this valley could not withstand the pressure of the battle at all and would have collapsed long ago.
"The fluctuation of the spiritual vein."
Chen Qingyuan hid in a corner of the valley and did not reveal his whereabouts.
After careful exploration, it was found that there was a crack in the middle of the valley, from which wisps of strong aura permeated.
With some small means, Chen Qingyuan was convinced that there was a spiritual vein at the bottom of the valley. No wonder it would cause disputes.
"Wait a minute."
Chen Qingyuan was not in a hurry and kept hiding in the dark and waiting for the opportunity.
The monks on the two sides who were fighting were in full swing, close to the cracks in the valley, and it was not easy to start.
After a single of incense, the place of battle changed to the sky over the valley, and many people had been seriously injured.
"Here comes the opportunity."
Chen Qingyuan was ready to go, seized this opportunity, mobilized the aura of his whole body, and rushed into the crack at a very fast speed.
Entering the crack, I found a best spiritual vein circling like a dragon, blooming white and blue brilliance, and the pure aura came to my face.
My eyes are shining and I'm excited.
Then, Chen Qingyuan took out the Yulan sword and cut the head and end of the spiritual vein with all his strength.
"Boom!"
There was a vibration in the crack, which immediately attracted the heroes who were fighting.
"No, someone cheated secretly!"
Everyone no longer fought, but focused on the position of the spiritual vein, and their faces were more and more ugly.