Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

No gap could be found in the surrounding rock walls, and Wujia Gu searched for the top of the cave.

Hard work pays off!

It took nearly an hour to finally find a small hole in a pit at the top of the small gourd-shaped cave.

After the black armor Gu walked up the hole for more than ten meters, the hole gradually began to get bigger. After walking up a few more meters, the hole turned into a vertical hole for people to pass through.

The vertical hole twists and turns upward.

After flying upward for nearly a hundred meters, the black armor Gu appeared in a cave.

There are many milkstones in the cave, fissures are crisscrossed, and water drops fall from the top of the cave from time to time.

Song Wen came out from the bottom of the lake and headed towards the cave relying on his connection with the black armor Gu.

This cave is located inside a hill, and with the guidance of the black armor Gu, Song Wen successfully arrived at the vertical cave.

He jumped down and followed the vertical hole. After falling for a hundred meters, the vertical hole suddenly became smaller and could no longer be used by people.

Song Wen took out a flying sword, a medium-grade magical weapon, which he bought in Donghuafang City and used it to conceal people's eyes and ears.

Holding the flying sword in hand, Song Wen began to cut the rocks, and he placed the cut waste rocks in the unused storage ring.

This storage ring was originally owned by Wu Ren, and it was the largest storage ring in Song Wen's hands. It had a full 200 cubic meters of space, which was enough to hold all the stones excavated by digging a vertical hole of more than 20 meters.

After spending more than half an hour, he finally opened the vertical hole and successfully entered the underwater cave.

After walking for several miles in a cave with jagged rocks, I finally saw the mysterious altar.

Song Wen walked around the altar and found that the altar and the formations on the ground exuded a mysterious sense of ancient vicissitudes, unlike the style of today's immortal world.

Lei Tianyu obviously used this formation to swallow up Sun Ru's talent for thunder.

It was the first time that Song Wen saw that there was a formation that could swallow up other people's talents. Song Wen felt it was both magical and unpredictable, and also a kind of creepy horror.

Even talents can be plundered, this formation and altar are truly a blessing to heaven and earth.

"Thunder spell talent can devour it, but I don't know if spiritual roots can devour it."

If you can even devour the spiritual root talent, wouldn't it be possible to create the legendary ninth-grade spiritual root!

Song Wen had a vague feeling that this altar should not be able to plunder other people's spiritual root talents. Otherwise, Lei Tianyu would directly transform himself into a ninth-grade spiritual root, and his cultivation would naturally improve by leaps and bounds. There would be no need to devour the thunder magic talent and increase the power of the thunder magic. able.

In the face of absolute cultivation strength, no matter how powerful the spell is, it is just like a mirror, and it is meaningless.

"But according to what Ai Kun said, in the world of immortal cultivation, the mainstream conjecture about monks being able to practice thunder is that their fire-attribute spiritual roots have mutated and they have thunder-attribute spiritual roots."

"How can this formation swallow up a person's thunder spirit root?"

"Is the speculation about Lei Linggen in the immortal world wrong?"

After thinking for a long time and having no clue, Song Wen stopped thinking about the matter.

He turned to look at the rock pit filled with corpses.

Sun Ru's body was still lying in it, face up. Due to the tremendous pain she suffered before her death, her eyes were bulging and wide open, and she refused to close her eyes until she died.

Next to her body, there was the corpse of an unknown monster with four hooves. It was unknown how long it had been dead, and it had weathered into a rotten skeleton.

Seeing the corpse of this monster beast, Song Wen suddenly flashed in Song Wen's mind the scene of Kou Chang flying on a blue bull.

With a smile on his lips, Song Wen murmured in a low voice.

"interesting!"

Song Wen walked around the cave again. Apart from the altar and the formation, there was nothing else in the cave.

He came to the bottom of the vertical cave, flew up, and headed towards the cave above.

When digging the vertical hole, he consciously dug the vertical hole into a shape with a small bottom and a large top, so that he could block the vertical hole with stones.

He found suitable large stones from the storage ring and blocked the dug vertical hole.

After more than ten meters of blocking, the large stones have been used up, and the remaining small stones are no longer suitable for blocking the vertical hole.

Song Wen flew directly to the cave and found a huge boulder in the cave.

He picked up the boulder, walked to the entrance of the vertical cave, and blocked the entrance with the boulder.

After turning around and leaving the cave, Song Wen headed towards Donghuafang City. On the way, he threw the stones in the storage ring into some inconspicuous corners.

It was already afternoon when we returned to Fangshi.

Walking to the entrance of the small courtyard, Song Wen glanced at Sun Daxiong's house next door. The courtyard door was still closed and the courtyard was very quiet. Sun Daxiong, who had gone out to hunt monsters, had not returned yet.

No one has discovered Sun Ru's death yet.

Song Wen opened the door to his courtyard and walked in.

...

Two days later, early in the morning.

Sun Daxiong was wounded in the back, but he appeared at the door of his house in high spirits. It was obvious that he went out hunting this time and gained a lot.

Sun Daxiong shouted loudly after pushing open the courtyard door and not seeing his daughter.

"Xiao Ru, dad is back. Come out quickly. Dad has hunted a green wolf this time. Dad bought you the mid-grade magic weapon Flying Sword that you fell in love with last time."

After waiting for a moment, he found that his daughter did not run out of the house happily as he imagined, as usual.

The smile on Sun Daxiong's face suddenly faded, and he muttered in confusion.

"Where did this girl go today? Did she go to Fangshi to hang out?"

Sun Daxiong, who was talking to himself, walked towards the house. When he reached the door of Sun Ru's room, his expression changed drastically.

The door of Sun Ru's room was wide open, but there was no one in the room.

What really frightened him was that the Liujia Formation he bought to protect his daughter who was alone at home was forcibly breached. The formation was coiled on the couch in the house, the formation flags were still there, and there was still spiritual energy in the formation's feet that had not been exhausted. Spiritual stone.

But the formation stopped functioning.

The formation was forcibly broken through from the outside!

A bad premonition suddenly entered Sun Daxiong's mind.

He turned around and ran anxiously outside the courtyard, shouting loudly as he ran.

"Xiaoru, Xiaoru...where are you...?"

Sun Daxiong, who received no response, ran all the way out of the small courtyard and headed towards the Fang City Law Enforcement Team.

Two quarters of an hour later, a law enforcement team composed of seven late-stage Qi-training disciples of the Beast Control Sect arrived outside Sun Daxiong's courtyard.

After surveying the site and visiting the neighborhood, they did not get any useful information.

No trace of Sun Ru's voluntary departure was found, nor was any trace of the intruder's aura left.

All neighbors, including Song Wen, said they had not seen Sun Ru in the past two days and had not noticed anything unusual in the past few days.

The law enforcement team, which found no useful information, attributed Sun Ru to a missing person and hastily gathered the team and left.

There are many casual cultivators in Donghuafang City. Every year, a large number of casual cultivators leave, and new ones join. The missing Sun Ru will not cause any disturbance here.

Only Sun Daxiong was in despair, sitting on his knees at the door of his yard.

This tall and burly man was a man who was seriously injured by a monster without even grunting.

With a dull expression and dull eyes, he looked at the empty courtyard and house, and slapped himself in the face one after another.

His face was swollen from being slapped, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, but he didn't even notice it.

It seems that he is blaming himself for not taking good care of his daughter and feeling ashamed of his dead wife;

It's like blaming myself for not coming back sooner...

He clearly knows that the city has been uneasy recently, and more than twenty casual cultivators have disappeared inexplicably in recent months, so why do he still go out to hunt monsters?