Tianshan Mountain, with an altitude of more than 7000 meters, on the highest peak, a white figure flits through the steep cliffs and finally falls in a valley gap. It looks around in the cold wind.
"Master said that where the holy lotus image refers is the entrance to the Tianchi Lake. As long as I take two holy stones to that location, they can be transported into the Tianchi Lake. But now I have reached the designated place. Why didn't anything happen? "
It turned out that the woman in white was Luo Zijin, the old woman's disciple. The two holy stones in her hand were the spirit stones that the old woman took out from the secret room behind the rockery last night.
According to her master's orders, Luo Zijin rushed to the top of the Tianshan Mountain early in the morning, waiting to see the sunrise of the Tianshan Mountain and the opening of the Tianchi Lake. When Lin Feng and Xiao nishang saw the holy lotus on the stand, Luo Zijin also observed the scene in another place. At that time, he wrote down the specific orientation, and then rushed over with two spirit stones.
When Luo Zijin was puzzled, he suddenly saw the faint mark of lotus on the ground in front of him. He immediately took two spirit stones and put them on it. Suddenly, the two spirit stones flashed a bright light. Then Luo Zijin felt that his whole body was like floating and weightless when he was on a plane, After opening his eyes again, he came to a wonderful world he had never seen before.
"Oh, my God! The Tianchi lake that master said really exists. Is this the water of Tianchi? And these are Tianshan snow lotus? Master asked me to come and soak the Tianchi water... "
Luo Zijin was surprised by the wonderful scene he saw in front of him, but he didn't forget his master's entrustment, so he quickly took off his bondage and entered the Tianchi water. It is strange that the Tianchi water is in the cold of the frozen mountain, but it is a hot spring, which does not emit the slightest heat. People go in, but it is comfortable and tight. Luo Zijin lies in the Tianchi with great enjoyment, and allows these Tianchi water to improve his physique.
At this time, Lin Feng, who entered the marsh of Tianshan sect, launched his spiritual consciousness and was searching for the trace of treasure seeking rats.
"Where will the treasure rat hide in the vast back mountain swamp? It's a hard job! "
Lin Feng was promoted to the fourth floor of Qi training, and the coverage of spiritual knowledge has reached nearly one kilometer. However, looking at the swamp of the back mountain, it is almost as big as tens of miles, which is incredible. Moreover, at such an altitude, the swamp is actually immovable, and there is no sign of freezing. This kind of species makes Lin Feng feel very abnormal.
Treasure hunting rats are deliberately kept in this swamp by Tianshan sect. The number is already small. In the past, only relying on Tianshan sect floating boats can we find rat nests. However, today, Lin Feng can also stand on the swamp without sinking by using his water control ability, and run quickly in the swamp.
"Aren't they just a few black rats? I don't believe I can't find it! "
Just got 13 spirit stones, but Lin Feng's aura is enough, and his spirit consciousness covers the swamp like a net.
As a familiar saying goes, cats have cat ways and mice have mouse ways. Since the treasure hunting mouse survives in the swamp, it must have traces of action. Lin Feng now wants to find some clues from the breath and action traces of the treasure rat, and then find the treasure rat's nest.
If it were someone else, it would not be possible. Not to mention the trace of treasure hunting rats hidden under the swamp, even a treasure hunting mouse running blatantly on the swamp, I'm afraid a normal warrior can't catch up, let alone track it. However, under Lin Feng's spiritual consciousness, all traces can be seen at a glance.
"Yes, this series of claw marks should be an adult treasure hunt mouse."
After a careful search, Lin Feng found the trace of the treasure rat under a swamp, so he immediately followed the rattan and quickly caught up.
"These claw marks are still very new. They should have been left this morning. It seems that there is an adult treasure hunt mouse around here. "
He hurried to catch up. Sure enough, Lin Feng swept the adult treasure rat with his spiritual knowledge under the ground 500 meters ahead.
"The coat color of this treasure hunt mouse has turned brown, but it's far from gold. Maybe it won't be a gold treasure hunt mouse for a lifetime. Tut tut... It's holding a seven step snake. Did it just hunt it? "
With his spiritual consciousness, he observed that the treasure hunt mouse was holding a seven step snake. Lin Feng didn't disturb it, but quietly followed behind, hoping to touch the treasure hunt mouse's nest.
"An adult treasure rat can no longer recognize the Lord, so I have to go to its nest to see if there are any baby treasure rats. In this way... I can use it for myself. However, it seems that... These treasure hunting mice are born by death. Where will their nests be? "
Continue to chase forward, but Lin Feng's spiritual consciousness was suddenly cold, and suddenly felt a huge breath of death.
"How is that possible? Oh, my God! This is... What is this? Is it the legendary Tianshan tomb? No... this is... It's a mass grave! Can it be said that this was once the tomb of an ancient emperor? How can there be so many funerary people and animals? "
An oncoming death made Lin Feng's whole body shudder. The treasure hunt mouse had returned to the nest with seven step snake in its mouth. Lin Feng's spiritual consciousness detected that their nest was in an underground mass grave mass grave surrounded by dense white bones. It was obviously a mass grave in ancient times.
"No wonder... No wonder! Where would a treasure hunt mouse, a Spirit creature born of death, put its nest on the mass grave if it didn't put it on the mass grave? I'm afraid the elders of Tianshan sect do a lot of damage every time they come in? The dead spirit in this pit can't be resisted by strangers! "
That spirit of death is very strong, which is also mixed with the grievances of countless slaves before they die. Rao Shilin Feng, a cultivator of truth, will inevitably be afraid of being invaded and disturbed by these grievances, so as to become possessed. However, the target of his trip was the treasure hunt mouse. His spiritual knowledge swept to the nest. There happened to be a treasure hunt mouse just born. Lin Feng locked the target, moved his mind, and the flying sword whizzed into the soil and went directly to the mass grave at the bottom of the earth.