At the beginning, except for the Dharma-Body Heroes, they were marching on the secret with their luck, and they didn’t know which crack or which canyon they would encounter, and they didn’t know how to go out, and they didn’t know how to distinguish between the south, west and north.

But later, after the guidance of the Dharmakaya great man, everyone found that the time and route of the Yin soldiers patrolling each day were fixed, it must be in the early morning, and it must be straight from east to west, and no one saw them return!

This seemed to provide evidence for digging through the gaps in Jiuyou. The Yin soldiers headed westward, entered the gaps, and then came out of the gaps at the other end, repeating themselves and circulating endlessly.

Meng Qi held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, guarding against sudden attacks by the murderer outside, and his mind was calm and his soul was converging, ensuring that he was walking in a straight line.

The flowing fire was hidden in the sword sheath and did not disperse any heat, but Meng Qi knew clearly that it was now like an invisible sun, with high temperatures retracting, and the flames it was swallowing turned into a sword blade. If its power was fully opened, it would even have the power to melt gold and stone!

After absorbing Zeluoju's blood will, Liuhuo is getting closer and closer to the top grade, and it seems to be at the critical moment of breakthrough. Although the good deeds will not increase too much, the quality will soon be a leap!

The red mist was cold and damp, covering his body, like wearing clothes that were soaked in rain. Meng Qi followed him step by step, calculating the time silently. About half an hour later, he deliberately kicked a piece of gravel.

The gravel rolled forward and soon made an uninterrupted collision sound, getting smaller and deeper, indicating that there was a canyon or crack in the ground ahead.

The sound of the stone falling echoed, gradually becoming silent, and there was no feeling at the bottom. Meng Qi felt a picture in his heart: a bottomless gap spread across the north and south, and red mist was like blood, filling it.

Meng Qi slowed down, walked a distance for another time, and finally saw this gap.

It can no longer be called a gap, but a canyon dozens of feet wide, surrounded by clouds and mist on the opposite side. It is as bright as water, and can only see a little protruding rocks vaguely. Looking down, it is even more stagnant and deep. The red fog seems to solidify, and light flashes from time to time, and a powerful aura is faintly revealed.

Meng Qi turned to his right hand and followed the first canyon that he encountered in Bomi to the south.

There was no grass growing above the canyon, and the rocks seemed to be soaked in blood and stepped on them. There was a sense of coldness and silence in the heart.

It took another half an hour to walk. Meng Qi saw a erect tree in his sight. Its roots spread in the cracks of the canyon rocks. The branches were dry and yellow, hollow and rotten, but strangely contained a hint of vitality.

After seeing this big tree, Meng Qi breathed, walked towards the canyon, stepped on the void and walked slowly down.

About a hundred feet later, Meng Qi found a hidden cave directly under the big tree, closed the sound, and turned into a long arrow and "shot" in:

"Huamei Villa."

It was quiet inside for a while. An old and hoarse voice came: "Come in."

The cave is very deep and there are many forks, but there is an old man in black robe cross-legged near the entrance of the cave. His eyebrows and beards are all white. His eyes are triangular, wind-catching ears, and wrinkles are intertwined. I don’t know if he has been staying in the air for a long time, but his breath is cold and silent.

He looked up at Meng Qi and said, "Ye Yuqi won't come by himself?"

He paused and suddenly frowned: "When did Huamei Villa have such a young outdoor scene?"

In his senses, Meng Qi's aura was vigorous, like the rising sun, both powerful and full of vitality. Although he could not judge the exact age, he could know that he was not old and should be under thirty.

Although after the unity of nature and man, the qi and blood are stable, the body is difficult to decline, and only the appearance changes, the body can be preserved for a long time after death, the soul will age, decay, the chance of life will fade, and the dead energy will be strong. This will make you understand your age, unless the Dharma body is dead before death.

Meng Qi landed on the edge of the cave and said coldly: "You have been here for too long."

Without a common name or an explanation, Meng Qi had an extra token in his hand, with a light green color and a carved thrush.

The old man in black robe looked at Meng Qi and sighed for a long time: "Because the new generation pushes the old, the new generation beats the old, and I am only thirty years old when I am thirty."

"I wonder where Yang Zhenchan is now?" Meng Qi said after he felt relieved.

If you want to find someone in Bomi, you can only encounter someone who has been hiding inside for a long time. After many years of experience, Huamei Villa found this strong man who was willing to cooperate. In early autumn, he sent back the news and said that he had gained something.

Originally, Doumu Yuanjun planned to do it himself, but when Meng Qi applied for the assessment, he simply handed it over to him.

The old man in black robe smiled and said, "I heard from a fellow practitioner that I met Yang Zhenchan twice in the depths of the third and fourth canyons eastward. He was collecting Yinming Bead Grass and Blood Soul Ginseng, as if he was planning to open the furnace to refine the alchemy to make up for the hidden dangers of the body. Hehe, they are of equal strength and have not fought."

"Is there any further news?" Meng Qi asked. It was impossible to regain Yang Zhenchan alone. Maybe he had already picked up all the spiritual herbs, or maybe he went somewhere else.

The old man in black robe shook his head: "The people who are hiding in Bomi are very careful and will not disclose their hiding place at any time. Maybe that colleague ran into him later, but I don't know. You can go and ask him."

"I don't know where to look for him?" Meng Qi knew the most difficult part of this matter was how to find Yang Zhenchan, so he was not anxious or impatient and was calm.

The old man in black robe pointed at the top of his head: "Calculate the time, it is time for the exchange of trade again. If you walk west from the big tree, you will see a blood-colored huge rock after about a thousand steps. If nothing unexpected happens, he will appear there. When the exchange of trade is over, you will be shocking and shouting "Guardian", and he will know to stay and look for you."

"Guardian..." Meng Qi repeated these three words in a low voice, feeling a little strange, "This fellow practitioner's nickname is 'Guardian'?"

The old man in black robe smiled and said, "He hid in front of the Broadcasting Mi that he had a prominent nickname called the 'Seven Evil God'."

"The Seven Evil God?" Meng Qi remained calm on the surface, but was slightly shocked inside.

This is really famous!

The Seven Evil God was originally a master of left-mindedness. He had killed several top-notch outdoor locations and was arrogant. Later, he offended the Mietianmen and Luo Sect and became the public enemy of Black and White. Since then, he disappeared and disappeared, and turned out to have hidden in Bomi.

In the past, the Seven Evil Gods had already stepped over the first ladder. It can be heard from the old man in black robe. Now it is almost the same as Yang Zhenchan. It seems that he had paid some price to get rid of the pursuit.

"Well, once you are proud, you will be rampant. Now you are like a wild dog." The old man in black robe sighed, as if he was moved and hurt himself, and also with a strong hatred and resentment.

Meng Qi nodded slightly, then asked in confusion: "Mutual market? There are also mutual markets?"

"Haha, there are trades where there are people." The old man in black robe spreads his wrinkles. "Every outdoor spot here did not think of staying here forever, and naturally would not give up on cultivation and improvement. The environment of the scattered secrets is special, and the heavenly and earth treasures that can grow are more evil, more dark and bloody. However, everyone's skills are different. Some need sun god stones, and some need evil souls and magic crystals. In this way, the scattered secrets cannot be satisfied. It is afraid that it will be difficult to enter the country by just sucking the energy of heaven and earth."

"So, some people who are good at doing business buy similar items. When transported to Bomi, they traded in the beginning of each month, at the end of the month and at the end of the month under the blood-colored stones. In exchange for specialties such as Blood Soul Ginseng collected by us, they made a lot of money. My message was spread through them."

"It's about the long run, and those extremely vicious guys can resist the intention of killing."

Meng Qi breathed: "So that's it."

As for those who want to enter the broadcast secret, if they don’t have strong strength, they will be left here forever by the vicious people.

After dispelling his doubts, Meng Qi turned around and planned to find the "Seven Evil Gods". When he was about to leave the cave, he remembered something and turned around and asked, "How many top masters and masters do Bomi have?"

"No more than ten fingers. There are no strong people of this level who are short of any force. As long as they are hiding their names, there are more people who are willing to protect them. The nine evil paths have never been afraid of chasing them." The old man in black robe slowly stood up.

Those who fall to the point of hiding in the broadcasting secret often offend several major forces, including both black and white, so they cannot gain a foothold.

Meng Qi stepped up and suddenly heard a sound of iron chains dragging the ground. He subconsciously looked back and saw the old man in black robe disappearing deep into the many forked caves. His ankles were locked by dark and heavy iron chains, extending all the way to the point where he was inaccessible to sight.

"Locked by iron chains... the gatekeeper..." Meng Qi immediately guessed that the "gatekeeper" might be the old man in black robe!

What door is he looking at?

Who locked in the depths of the cave?

Meng Qi didn't want to have any extravagant skills and flew back to the top of the canyon.

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Under the blood-colored rocks, there were a group of people standing dressed as sand tourists, but there were those in the Central Plains and those in the Western Regions.

Feeling the cold evil spirit of the red fog, a young and beautiful girl couldn't help but shivered and whispered: "Dad, when will we start trading with each other?"

She wore a white robe, couldn't tell her figure, had peach blossom eyes, distant eyebrows, and a lively temperament.

"I have to wait a while. You are clearly asked to stay at home and have to come over to see the world!" Her father was in his forties, wearing a black robe and a soft hat. Compared to the younger generations who came to see the world, there was little uneasiness in his eyes, but there was no lack of vigilance.

"How did I know that uncle can't come in!" the girl said aggrievedly.

"There are all enemies who hide in the Broadcasting Mi. I am afraid that someone will take advantage of the opportunity to attack each other, so I only allow those below the outside scene to enter the Broadcasting Market." Her father seemed to be one of the leaders of the caravan.

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful and powerful aura appeared nearby, as if it was an endless dark swamp.

The visitor walked out of the red fog, took a look, took a step back, and hid his body under the red fog.

"What a terrible aura, stronger than the uncle..." the girl said in surprise.

Her father, relying on the red fog blocking, lowered his voice and closed the sound waves: "This is the 'life-seeking Yasha' that traversed the vast sea twenty years ago. He also offended the 'Ice and Snow Mad Knife' and the 'Hanhai Evil Knife' Zeluoju. Later, he even alarmed the crying old man, so he hid in Bomi."

"Yasha for life!" The girl's eyes were wide open, full of shock.

When she was a child, every time she was disobedient, her family would scare herself with the yaksha of life, saying that he likes to eat boys and girls the most, with his tongue three feet long and a black wind whimpering.

"It turned out to be this old monster..." She leaned against her father in fear.

The red fog shook, and another terrifying aura appeared, rolling darkly, causing people to reborn in the hallucination, but soon, the aura also retreated and hid in the red fog.

"The Demon Lord of the Poison Hands, I slaughtered a city eighteen years ago." The girl's father introduced her to her again, giving her a long experience.

"I know..." the girl whispered. This terrifying thing accompanied her whole childhood. Every time, there were serious descriptions from her close friends. Everyone scared each other. It turned out that the main owner was here!

Also an old monster!

Suddenly, seven stars rose from the red mist, and the evil intentions were revealed and disappeared immediately.

"The Seven Evil Gods, don't you need to introduce them to my father?" The girl's father's eyes were full of alert.

The girl nodded tremblingly. These were old monsters with more famous reputations than the two just now.

The outdoor scenes arrived one by one, but they were all just right at the edge of the perceived red fog. Just a sound came out, asking what goods were there this time.

They are not only guarding against the people in the caravan, but also guarding against each other.

The girl's father was about to introduce the treasures of this time, but suddenly he saw the red fog parting and walked out a young man in a white robe. His facial features were not outstanding, the public face was cold, and he was holding a long sword in his hand.

The man had just appeared, and powerful auras came out from the red fog, "scanning" him, bringing the surging fog, which scared the caravans to fear.

"Who is he? He actually broke here recklessly..." The girl was quite kind-hearted.

As soon as the thought arose, she suddenly felt the young man in front of her disappear, a red sun rising slowly, and the heat spread out. The most yang and righteous meaning was like the light of the sword and the sun, dispelling the red mist and shining in all directions!

It seems to be scarier than all the old monsters that came just now!

Humph! With cold snorting, all the powerful auras were withdrawn, and the fluctuations of the red fog subsided.

The young man took a step back and also blended into the red fog.

The girl was stunned and thought subconsciously:

"What a great outdoor powerhouse!

"Another terrifying old monster!" (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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