Chapter 265 Blackstone Valley
Seeing that Song Qingming readily agreed, several Xiaoyao Sect monks, including Bai Yunhua, gave him kind smiles.
"Since Fellow Daoist Song has agreed, let's set off without further delay. We will probably be busy again when we get to Blackstone Valley."
The middle-aged man who just spoke exchanged glances with several other disciples and quickly made a decision.
Half an hour later, a black spiritual boat crossed the side of Guyang Mountain, then quickly turned and flew east.
On the flying spirit boat, in addition to the four Xiaoyao Sect Law Enforcement Hall deacons including Song Qingming and Bai Yunhua, there were also three Xiaoyao Sect disciples in the Qi Refining Period. They were all blood relatives of the missing disciples who went out with Song Qingze this time.
These people are regarded as backup for this operation. If Song Qingming cannot find the missing disciples, he can only work hard on them.
After all, Xiaoyao Sect is the absolute overlord of the Wei Kingdom. So many disciples have disappeared all of a sudden, and their families have already come to the door. If they don't give an explanation quickly, if word spreads, it will definitely affect the reputation of the sect. In order to find out the matter as early as possible, the Law Enforcement Hall spent a lot of effort this time.
Everyone took turns consuming mana to drive the spirit boat. The speed was much faster than usual, and it could already travel thousands of miles a day.
Looking at the spirit boat at his feet, Song Qingming was really envious. It was a spiritual object unique to the Xiaoyao Sect. Except for the monks of the Xiaoyao Sect, few outsiders in the entire Wei Kingdom could get this kind of spirit boat.
The spirit boat they took this time was taken out by the middle-aged Xiaoyao Sect man sitting at the helm at the back, Senior Brother Wang from Bai Yunhua's mouth. It could carry ten people at a time, and its flying speed was far faster than that of ordinary foundation-building monks. The sword can fly and the flying boat can not only travel, but it is also a useful weapon for chasing and escaping.
Song Qingming has always wanted this kind of spiritual object since he established the foundation. Unfortunately, just like the high-level puppet beast, the spirit boat is also an important strategic material within the Xiaoyao Sect and is rarely circulated to the outside market. .
The monks who can own spirit boats in the Wei Kingdom basically go to other countries to purchase them, or only those foundation-building monks who have made great contributions to the Xiaoyao Sect have the opportunity to exchange one from the Xiaoyao Sect.
Song Qingming never had the opportunity to see the appearance of this kind of spiritual object, whether it was in Dafang City like Yangshanfang or in the Tiandan Alliance auction in Bailong Mountain. This was one of the few regrets he had after establishing the foundation. I don’t know. When will I have the chance to get my wish?
After Lingzhou walked east for three days, everyone passed through a small city and soon came to a lifeless gray hill.
Looking at such a stark and desolate scene below, everyone had already guessed that their destination should be arriving soon.
As expected, the spirit boat flew forward for dozens of miles and landed on a relatively flat gray ground.
"Everyone, come down and get ready first. Going forward is the Black Stone Valley."
The person speaking was still the middle-aged man driving the spirit boat, who was also the leader of this mission.
Through their acquaintance in the past few days, Song Qingming had almost understood the situation of these people.
Except for Bai Yunhua, among the remaining three, the one with the highest cultivation level is the middle-aged man named Wang Mengxiao who leads the team.
The other two, the older ones, called themselves Hu Zhongxing. They didn't say a few words along the way and they were more quiet people. The younger one is slightly shorter and his name is Yang Cheng. He is a monk who is a casual cultivator. He has very good luck. After joining the Xiaoyao Sect, he not only succeeded in building the foundation, but also became a relatively rare second-level alchemist. division.
The remaining three Qi Refining Stage monks are all Qi Refining Stage disciples of Xiaoyao Sect. They have been sitting with so many Foundation Establishment seniors in the past few days, but it has been a bit hard for them. Even now, they are still a little trembling and afraid to speak loudly. say.
After everyone got off the spirit boat, Wang Mengxiao directly put away the spirit boat and led everyone forward for a while until they came to the front of a canyon where two mountains intersect.
Song Qingming looked around and found that this place was exactly as recorded in the classics. It was completely bare and not even a single weed could be seen. The area surrounding both ends of the canyon was covered with black stones that seemed to have been burned by charcoal fire.
It is rumored that tens of thousands of years ago, this place was still a high-level spiritual land full of singing birds and fragrant flowers. It was because two great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage had a life-and-death battle here for unknown reasons.
As a result, the two fought for several days and nights, but in the end, both sides were injured without getting any benefits. They also smashed the spiritual veins here, turning a good place into a place of death for souls, and even the nearby low-level people who had not had time to escape were taken with them. Many high-level monks and mortals suffered disaster. It was really not worth the gain and harmed the way of heaven.
In a fight between high-level monks, low-level monks and mortals are often the first to suffer misfortune. This is also a very hard-to-accept fact in the world of immortality. In the eyes of high-level monks, the low-level mortals are like ants and will not have any problems. A few high-level monks will care about their life and death.
Seeing that a fight between Nascent Soul level monks could be so destructive, Song Qingming really didn't dare to imagine what the scene would be like if a Soul Transformation monk took action.
After arriving at the entrance of the valley, Wang Mengxiao stopped first, took out a piece of yellow talisman paper and put it in his hand, and then began to cast spells until the talisman paper lit up with aura, then he turned to look at Song Qingming with a smile.
At this time, Song Qingming was already ready. He separated a drop of blood essence from his body and shot it at the talisman in Wang Mengxiao's hand.
After a burst of fire ignited, the talisman in Wang Mengxiao's hand slowly turned into ashes, and then a line of green smoke appeared.
"How's it going? Did Senior Brother Wang find them?"
Wang Mengxiao did not answer immediately, but first slowly put away the spell, then carefully looked at the green smoke rising from the pile of ashes in his hand, and then slowly said: "We have found it. According to what the green smoke pointed to, They're in the valley."
Wang Mengxiao's method of connecting blood is really miraculous. He can find Song Qingze who has been missing for several months so quickly. It is really a useful spell. It's a pity that this is someone else's unique secret book. I want to learn this. It is indeed a bit difficult.
Following the guidance of the green smoke in the ashes in Wang Mengxiao's hand, everyone entered the valley, came to a smaller cave, and walked forward slowly.
Except for the three Qi-refining stage monks who stayed outside to take care of them, Song Qingming also followed them into the cave.
Looking at the small cave, and thinking of the vast areas of death near the valley, Song Qingming really didn't dare to think about who would build his cave here.