The casual cultivator and his group followed the cracks between the cliffs and rocks, and slowly lowered dozens of feet. At this time, the magnetic needle in the Zhaoshen compass in the hand of Mr. Liang trembled slightly.
The magnetic needle is made of Emperor Liuliu, but the tip of the needle trembles slightly and is attracted by the qi machine.
It is really common to have two spiritual materials. In addition to referring to the essence of the moon that even the real person of the soul cannot obtain, the Emperor Liuzhu is also a kind of alien magnet that does not absorb iron.
"There is a gathering of spiritual energy nearby!"
Mr. Liang's face was happy, but after seeing the point of the magnetic needle, it turned ugly again.
Where the magnetic needle pointed, there was a hanging peak hanging on the edge of the thunder sea, dozens of feet away from them.
Although everyone has the ability to fly, they are like mortals wading in the water. They don’t even have a flying magic weapon. They rely on the few wind-driven talismans, rune grass dragons, and armored horse flying talismans in their hands, as if they are tied to the water with floating boards on their bodies... It is useful and useful, but when encountering strong winds and waves, this thing is really useless.
And their own driving spell is like water. It’s okay if they fly dozens of feet low in the flat ground on the ground. When they encounter Lei Haiyuan Ci as dangerously, those who drowned are all watery.
Except for those children of aristocratic families, they can drive flying magic weapons to explore the void between the cliff and the sea of ​​thunder, and collect spiritual medicines and materials from the flying stones of the Shangfeng Peak. Most of the casual cultivators only explore along the stone wall and dare not enter the Hanging Peak. The aristocratic families have flying treasures, and it is much safer to explore this void like a man riding a boat.
And those who have refined the inner true thunder pill like Qian Chen are just like water that has become a dragon, so that they can come and go freely in the sea of ​​thunder. The Feiyun Doll under his feet is the best among the flying magic weapons. In any dangerous place, it is a 10,000-ton giant wheel that cannot be threatened by level 10,800-ton winds.
The big man pondered: "We are only a few dozen feet long, so we can fly over if we are careful."
Mr. Liang hesitated a little: "But the Shangfeng wanders unsteadily. If we float deeper when we climb up, we want to come back, and every ten feet deeper, the risk will increase exponentially. And if we are dragged by the danger above! When the Yuanmagnetic Storm comes and the Shangfeng is swept away, there is not only the possibility of being swept into the sea of ​​thunder, but even if we are lucky enough to hold on! We don't know where we will be swept?"
"Brother, you have the compass of the God of the Sky in your hand, or you still have hope of finding a way back." The big man persuaded.
The middle-aged monk Liang, led by the leader, just smiled bitterly: "It's okay to mix my compass on the edge. If I roll it too far, I'm not sure!"
"In this way... let's test first, whether there is really a stock on it!"
After saying that, Old Liang turned his head and looked behind him. The man who was deer-headed and mouse-headed, smiled, took a few steps forward, calmed down, found the wind below the peak, faced the breeze that was coming, and reached out to hold a stick of incense that slipped out of his sleeve, and ignited it with magic power.
Widths of blue smoke floated under his nose.
He twitched hard, and his chest expanded rapidly, sucking all the smoke into his nose, then pinched his nose, coughed suddenly, and opened his nose with the help of the smoke. Widths of black air spurted out from both ears, and the man shuddered, feeling that the end of his nose was a hundred times more sensitive. On weekdays, his sense of smell was already more sensitive than that of ordinary monks, and at this time he could clearly distinguish any mixed smell.
The charming woman smiled and said, "Luo San, you don't lose your chain at this time."
After saying that, the woman raised her fingers and a green frog was lying on it. Several small green frogs on its back flapped their wings and flew towards the magnet peak. Halfway through the flight, several green frogs were electrocuted by the faint lightning flashing from time to time in the void. The last green frog flew to the suspended peak and burst into a ball of blood mist, stained on the ground. The woman made a random move, and the mother frog in her hand trembled, and the dust stained with blood rose up and flew towards the woman's place.
Qian Chen was waiting for the ear canal god next to him! It was also interesting to see.
Unexpectedly, a casual cultivator could make it so fancy and whistle, with a very ritual sense, and contains some of the initial mystery of the magic.
Unlike the true teachings of their Taoist sect, they basically refine the acupoints in the whole body, and even if they have not yet built a foundation, they can use talismans to open the orifices - very boring!
Na Luosan distinguished the breath of the wind, opened his eyes, grinned and said, "There is something!"
The woman took back the blood of the green wool and handed it to Mr. Liang. Mr. Liang rubbed the dust in the blood and whispered: "This dust has a bit of soil..." After that, he took out a magnet, and a few tiny iron filings were absorbed. Mr. Liang sensed the magnet slightly and whispered: "The quality of gold and iron is also quite pure... This may be the magnetic peak floating out of the sea of ​​thunder!"
Everyone's faces changed. The Yuanmagnetic Storm blew out of the sea of ​​thunder. In addition to being very dangerous, it also brought out spiritual materials and debris in the sea of ​​thunder. Therefore, this secret realm is so rich that it can't be collected every day. Many places that have been searched will roll out some spiritual materials after experiencing a Yuanmagnetic Storm, so there is no fixed production point at all, and even the aristocratic families cannot occupy it.
The peak of the spiritual medicine produced today may be swept back to the thunder sea by the Yuanmagnetic storm tomorrow.
The Lei family once wanted to fix a magnetic peak that floated from the depths of the Thunder Sea and contained the Yuan Magnetic Iron. It is said that the Yuan Magnetic Iron was smelted out at least 100 kilograms. However, during the calm period of the Thunder Sea, the Lei family dug more than 100 kilograms of ore. In total, it was impossible to refine a few taels. Some people wanted to fix the magnetic peak on the cliff. As a result, the next Yuan Magnetic Storm, the magnetic peak locked with nine magic chains broke the chain and disappeared without a trace.
This magnetic peak, which comes from the depths of the thunder sea, is very likely to contain spiritual materials, but it is also very dangerous.
The next elixir magnetic storm will almost certainly move significantly, and it is very likely to return to the sea of ​​thunder.
"Luo Lao San!" Old Liang shouted loudly. Luo San did not dare to neglect and hurriedly said, "There is the fragrance of spiritual medicine in the wind!"
The man behind Old Liang made a cruel heart and gritted his teeth and said, "Just just passed the last dimensional magnetic storm, this vote can be done!"
Mr. Liang also made up his mind and said to everyone behind him: "What are the means you have to do? Tell me quickly. This time, everyone will make a fortune. If we make a fortune, we will not be able to escape!"
A loyal and honest monk pursed his lower lip, and suddenly hundreds of talismans flew up on his body, forming a grass dragon. The grass dragon shook his head and tail, becoming several feet long and thick as a bucket. The talisman paper on it was all grassy and loose. Although there were hundreds of pieces, its texture was not as good as the cheapest yellow talisman paper, let alone compared to the finest talisman paper commonly used by Si Qingguo.
The man sat on the grass dragon and whispered: "I, the grass dragon, have no problem with riding three people, but I must protect me. I wish to ride with fellow Taoists who can take out their protective equipment!"
Another monk floated a small shield in his hand and said, "What do you think of my Youguang Shield?"
The honest monk nodded and took care of the others. Another person showed his exquisite golden light spell, which was also granted the permission of the honest monk.
Old Liang and the great man joined forces to sacrifice half of the wreckage of the cloud car, leaving only the cloud bed and the cloud car with a curtain. They actually attracted the envious look of others. A team of monks cast their magic powers, and the least effective one could hold two flying talismans.
They joined forces to break into the void and carefully avoided the thunder lightning. The cloud car and the grass dragon were serious flying methods. They quickly aimed at a rock beam protruding from the cliff on the hanging peak. The others were slower, but they also landed safely. Only the few people who used the flying talisman in the end were rubbed by a thunder lightning as thick as chopsticks, and they actually smashed one of them's amulets. The flying talisman was burned immediately.
The man screamed, but was struck by the power of thunder in the opposite direction to the Shangfeng.
Safely landed on the sacred peak, Luo San shook his head and said, "Amulets, at least you have to make a Sanshan Real Talisman! Even if you can't afford the Sanshan Talisman, you have to make a genuine product from Wulingfang Market! This casual cultivator who just wants to sell talismans is greedy for this little bit of cheapness, and even dares to go to the secret realm? There is more than a lot of money to enter the door!"
A casual cultivator who knew this person said tragically: "Brother Han bought the first-hand money from Shisanniang, and even sold the family magic tools. Where can I buy the Sanshan talismans? The talisman seller Li Laoqi is well-known..."
"Who can you blame this?" Everyone shook their heads.
At the edge of the thunder sea, ten feet deep, the danger suddenly became twice as high. The man floated out twenty feet away. How many people here would risk this to rescue him.
Qian Chen, who was watching from a distance, did not expect that they could die even if they flew across the mountain. He sighed and a little magic power was poked out. A lightning flashed in the void, slashing the man's chest, and then slashed him back.
The man's chest was charred and he hit the Shangfeng.
Mr. Liang sighed: "After there is a corpse, then we will cremate him and ask a fellow man to take it out! At least let his family have a thought."
The casual cultivator who was on the same road with him saw this man hitting the Magnetic Peak and went up to collect the body.
But when he saw this man moaning, he woke up. It turned out that the thunder just slashed him out of breath. Of course, Qian Chen would not make any mistakes when he took action. After a while, he woke up after he calmed down.
The big man smiled and said, "You are also lucky!"
Then he handed over a flying talisman. The man thanked him with great gratitude. He took the flying talisman and looked at the three mountains seals on it, and then he felt relieved. There was another loyal believer in Junior Sister Si's money house.
The man also saw the products on this magnetic peak clearly and was in a great mood. He was so generous. After all, one more person can pick more things. This suspended peak is vast. Before the Yuanmagnetic Storm came, there was not enough time and nothing was not enough.
The metallic rocks under his feet were mixed with silver light, which made the man realize that the Magnetic Peak contained some kind of precious spiritual ore. However, for casual cultivators like them, the mining efficiency was too low. Even if this spiritual ore might be very precious, it would not be cost-effective.
The most important thing is that in the cracks of the magnetic peak, a purple grass can be vaguely seen, exuding a strong smell of spiritual medicine. Although this spiritual grass is not of high age, it is of excellent quality. The thunder sea contains the power of destruction, but it also breeds great vitality. The spiritual grass produced does not have too low quality.
Mr. Liang stuck out his butt and fell over, carefully pulling out the purple grass that was only about an inch thin as hair and gently pulling out the root system with his root system. He whispered: "This is a new variety of spiritual medicine produced by Lei Hai, called Lei Lu Grass..."
He raised a finger and said, "Fifty plants can be exchanged for a Three Mountain Talisman."
Everyone looked happy. Although this spiritual herb is not common on the Magnetic Peak, there are dozens of plants hidden in the head and tail wherever they see. There are at least a few thousand plants in the entire Magnetic Peak. This item alone can make everyone return with a full load, and the cost of taking the thunder sea adventure will be doubled back!
The group of people should explore the magnetic peak first, eliminate danger first, and then allocate territory according to their cultivation level.
Several people immediately joined forces to advance. On the one hand, they did not fall behind the spiritual herbs along the road, and on the other hand, they also groped forward with a slow speed. It was too steep and there might be any danger hidden places, so they let it go temporarily.
The group leveraged the force on the cliff of the hangfeng. In a blink of an eye, they flew several feet away. After going around for half a circle, they found that a shallow pool of thunder was shining with blue-purple lightning lightning, which was constantly turning into fine thunder lightning through the magnetic peak.
Next to the thunder water, there are a layer of thunder dew grass, and there are several strange flowers and plants wrapped in the thunder light, taking root in the thunder water.
At the edge of the cliff hole, dozens of slender and thin shadows like hair hang down.
Old Liang's pupils shrank slightly and turned his head to look at the big man. As soon as the two of them met, they heard Luo San beside him trembling all over and exclaimed in a low voice: "Mutual Dragon Beard Grass! This is the mutated Dragon Beard Grass in the sea of ​​thunder. It is more effective than the ordinary Dragon Beard Grass, which is aided by the transformation of dragons and snakes. It contains a thunder spirit energy that can temper true energy. Major families are preparing to use it to refine new foundation-building pills!"
"One!" He trembled with a finger and said, "Ten Sanshan Talismans!"
When Luo San shouted, a murderous intent burst out in the eyes of Old Liang and Dahan, but they were suppressed in a blink of an eye. When he said nothing was not a turn of his face, he saw the dragon beard grass poking out of the cliff, and everyone wanted to see what was inside the sag!
Everyone immediately stepped up their pace. If it weren't for fear of the thunder water, the few people would almost want to rush over.
Just as they ran a few steps in a row and touched that place, a small hand grabbed the dragon beard grass, followed by a small head as big as a thumb and looked out, and looked at them in a daze.
It is the ear canal god.
Qian Chen went in this direction just to connect it along the way.
The ear canal god wrapped in the dragon beard grass, looking at the casual cultivators curiously, and the casual cultivators were all a little afraid. There were countless strange things in this forbidden area. Who knows if it was the transformation of the thunder spirit deep in the sea of ​​thunder, or some demon changes?
Only Mr. Liang was a little excited and whispered: "This is the elves in the world. They are born to sense spiritual energy. Wherever they go, there must be treasures."
"There is still a mystery in the cave!"
The ear canal god opened his mouth and yawned, tilted his head to look at the casual cultivators. It had sensed Qian Chen's place, so he didn't care about these people! He took the best treasure in the hole and left these weeds and leaves for them.
It is not going to stay and watch the show either!
The ear canal god flew into the hole shakingly, preparing to get the treasure he had just discovered. Old Liang was about to pull up the cloud car to catch up when he saw a few faint silver lights flying out of the pool of thunder water. He was so scared that he stopped quickly and whispered: "Be careful, that's the thunder spirit!"
Chapter completed!