"Ah!"
Lin Feng couldn't help but groan. He felt as if his entire body was falling apart.
Lin Feng opened his eyes. His surroundings were pitch-black, and he was lying in a forest.
"What is this place?" Lin Feng crawled up from the ground and looked around in confusion.
Soon, he recalled what had happened.
Not long ago, the blood moon had appeared.
Then, a terrifying cold wind blew between heaven and earth, sucking him into the cold wind. Then, he fainted.
"This … Is this the interior of the Undying Mountain Range?" Lin Feng felt his hair stand on end.
He had thought of entering the Undying Mountain Range to look for the "heavenly fire".
But it was just a thought.
The Undying Mountain Range was a land of death. Even the ancestors of the Ancient Empire had died there.
This place was full of danger.
The slightest bit of carelessness could lead to death.
Now, he had been dragged in. He didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse.
The fire qilin wasn't by his side now.
Lin Feng was worried sick.
In the distance, the blood moon was still hanging in the sky, emitting a demonic blood-red light.
All of this seemed to be caused by this demonic blood moon.
Lin Feng was deep in the mountains. He had to think of a way to leave.
Lin Feng chose a direction and walked carefully.
At that moment, he saw a dozen figures appear.
They were the lucky survivors. When they saw Lin Feng, they couldn't help but sigh.
"It's good that you're alive. As long as you're alive, there's still hope."
"Saber Master, you're experienced and knowledgeable. You have to bring us out!"
A young cultivator in purple said with a pale face.
The old man's nickname was "Saber Master." He was a very famous person in this area. This time, he had also been dragged into the Undying Mountain Range.
"Don't worry, we'll definitely be able to get out. Everyone, follow me. Don't move around carelessly.
Let's go, "Master Dao said.
"Yes." Everyone nodded and followed Saber Master.
Lin Feng learned from a cultivator next to him that when Dao Ye was young, he had gone to the Immortal Mountain Range with his ancestors. But back then, all his ancestors had died in the Immortal Mountain Range. Dao Ye was the only one who had come out alive.
Saber Master had been ill for three years. He had gradually recovered, but since then, he had never mentioned anything about the Undying Mountain Range.
Something must have happened in the past that no one knew about.
"Look, that's a Blood Spirit Grass. It's ten leaves.............................
Suddenly, one of the cultivators exclaimed.
He pointed at a stalk of spiritual medicine growing on a cliff a few dozen meters away.
Lin Feng looked over and saw a medicinal herb with ten blood-red leaves.
A two-thousand-year-old spiritual herb! If he were to refine it, his cultivation would definitely soar by leaps and bounds.
Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. Someone wanted to go and pick the Blood Spirit Grass.
"Are you tired of living? You'll get everyone killed. "
Saber Master said coldly.
The faces of the several cultivators who were about to take action flickered slightly and they halted their steps.
"Saber Master, it's not far from us. There shouldn't be any problems, right?" Some people were unwilling to leave just like that and asked aloud.
Saber Lord said coldly, "This is the Immortal Mountain Range, a place of death. Every place can be dangerous. In the past, even Saints died in the Immortal Mountain Range. You should know how terrifying it is. If you're not careful, you can kill everyone."
Saber Master's attitude was unprecedentedly firm. No one was allowed to act on their own and leave the group.
Everyone continued moving forward.
"Look, there's a magical treasure …". Someone cried out in alarm.
An ancient bell magical treasure had fallen on the ground. It was emitting terrifying waves of energy.
Lin Feng was shocked. It was obviously a high-grade magical treasure. At the very least, it had been refined by a Yin Yang cultivator. It emitted waves of energy that made people feel suffocated.
The appearance of this magical treasure naturally caused a huge commotion. Some people were eager to try.
Saber Master said coldly, "Don't touch it. These things don't belong to us."
"Saber Master, they're very close to us. Why don't they belong to us? This is our destiny. " Said a young man in cyan.
"What? You want them? You can? Wait here. Once we're far away, you can do whatever you want. It has nothing to do with us. " Saber Master sneered.
Saber Master's attitude was unyielding.
No one was allowed to leave the group. Otherwise, they would have to leave.
Everyone was still hoping to leave with Saber Master. Even though they were unwilling, they didn't want to disobey Saber Master at this time.
However, on the way, they saw all kinds of magical treasures and all kinds of magical medicines. Saber Master didn't allow them to leave the group, so they missed them.
"They're all dead people's belongings. You can imagine what kind of strong cultivators they were, but they still died here. They turned into dust a long time ago," said Lin Feng, shaking his head.
Saber Master said.
Everyone shivered and didn't dare say anything else.
After walking for a long time, everyone felt tired and rested where they were.
At that moment, Lin Feng smelled a faint fragrance in the air.
In an instant, he felt his fatigue disappear. He was instantly full of energy.
"Oh my god, what's going on?"
"It's that magical medicine!"
Someone cried out. Not far away, there was a magical medicine. It was a seven-colored magical medicine. It emitted a seven-colored light and a faint fragrance.
"Seven-colored Grass, it's the legendary Seven-colored Grass. It's said that it grows for ten thousand years and has seven colors. This is a ten-thousand-year-old magical medicine!"
A middle-aged cultivator shouted excitedly.
"A ten-thousand-year-old magical medicine!"
Everyone felt their mouths and tongues go dry.
Everyone knew what a ten-thousand-year-old magical medicine meant.
It was said that a ten-thousand-year-old magical medicine could bring back the dead.
The meaning was simple.
As long as you still had a breath left, no matter how serious your injuries were, you could recover very quickly after eating a ten-thousand-year-old magical medicine.
A ten-thousand-year-old magical medicine wasn't like an immortal medicine that could allow a person to live a second life, but its healing effects weren't much worse than an immortal medicine.
It was a supreme magical medicine that could save a person's life at a critical moment.
And now, a ten-thousand-year-old magical medicine appeared in front of everyone a dozen meters away.
Someone moved. The young man couldn't wait any longer and walked towards the magical medicine.
The young man in purple shouted, "Fan Xuan, do you want to die?"
Fan Xuan sneered, "Zi Xiao, you're too cowardly. Nothing will happen to you. Just watch me pick the ten-thousand-year-old magical medicine. Haha …"
"Come back here!" Saber Master's expression changed greatly.
Fan Xuan said coldly, "Saber Master, you're really old. You don't have the spirit you had when you were young. Don't worry, after I pick this magical medicine and sell it to those ancient powers, you won't be short of a share of benefits."
Fan Xuan didn't plan on coming back. Saber Master's expression became gloomy.
Fan Xuan walked in front of the magical medicine and reached out to grab it.
Lin Feng and the others watched nervously, but Fan Xuan didn't seem to be in any danger.
Just as Fan Xuan was about to pick the ten-thousand-year-old magical medicine, something terrifying happened.
Everyone saw that Fan Xuan's body was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He was originally a young man in his twenties, but in the blink of an eye, he became a middle-aged man in his forties. In the next moment, he became an old man with a hunched back. His entire body was withered like a candle in the wind.
"No …!" Fan Xuan looked at his own hands and body in disbelief. He let out an extremely terrified cry.
Hu …
A gust of wind blew, and Fan Xuan fell to the ground.
Time was the quickest thing to do.
In just a few breaths' time, Fan Xuan had turned from a young man in his twenties to an old man. He had lost all of his life force and died in front of the ten-thousand-year-old magical medicine, turning into a pile of bones.
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