After sending off Chi Lianying and Yin Xuanchu, Lu Ping thought for a while, then took out another sound-transmitting sword and said something into it. After that, he released the flying sword and left the east side of the Phantom City, flying in the general direction of the Fallen Islands.
Tens of thousands of miles east of Phantom Spirit City, Lu Ping stared at the endless gray sky in front of him. His eyes flashed with inexplicable shock. Was it the power of the heavens and earth that formed such a magnificent and mystical land, or was it the work of an almighty being?
Lu Ping could not help but think of a legend that Yin Xuanchu told him before he left the Phantom City, which was spread among the high-level cultivators of the East Sea cultivation world.
According to the legend, when Jiao Daoren, one of the Seventh Patriarch of Creation, and Taoist Gui joined hands to open up the overseas cultivation world, Taoist Gui was lazy and liked to sleep. After opening up the South Sea cultivation world with Jiao Daoren, he drifted on the sea and fell into a deep sleep.
Jiao Daoren had no choice but to open up the East Sea cultivation world and the North Sea cultivation world by himself. However, because he was too tired, the North Sea cultivation world he opened was the narrowest, which was also an important reason for the barrenness of the North Sea.
Jiao Daoren used up most of his potential in opening up the two cultivation worlds by himself, and he was even seriously injured. Therefore, Jiao Daoren found Taoist Gui, who was drifting on the sea and sleeping soundly, and asked him for a few healing pills. Unexpectedly, Taoist Gui, who was in a deep sleep, mixed a poisonous pill with the pills he gave to Jiao Daoren.
Jiao Daoren did not know what was going on. After taking the pill in seclusion in the Fallen Secret Land, his injuries worsened. In the end, he spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm near the current Fallen Islands, which covered the sea and the islands, forming the current Fallen Islands.
Many years later, Jiao Daoren returned to the Fallen Mystery Land with his injuries under control. He was going to deal with the poisonous blood sputum he had spat out.
However, not only did Jiao Daoren's bloody phlegm contain the highly toxic essence of Taoist Gui's poisonous pill, but Jiao Daoren himself was also a master of poisons. His saliva was highly toxic to begin with. With the combination of these two factors, the entire Great Poisonous Archipelago and the surrounding sea area turned into a poisonous world.
Just as Jiao Daoren was about to deal with it, he realized that the bloody phlegm he had spat out that year contained the essence of poison, but it also contained the enormous vitality of Jiao Daoren!
Over the past hundreds and thousands of years, even though the area of the sea that had been contaminated and eroded by the highly toxic pollution had continued to expand, because of the special region it had formed, it had also nurtured many rare cultivation resources.
In the end, Jiao Daoren did not eradicate this poisonous area. Instead, he set up this magnificent Heavenly Poison Wall to completely seal this area in order to prevent the poison from leaking out.
Due to the influence of the toxic fog, the Myriad Poison Firmament Wall was usually pitch-black. Only when the toxic fog in the Myriad Poison Great Archipelago weakened and the toxic fog in the sky became thinner, would the Myriad Poison Firmament Wall turn grey.
Although Lu Ping did not believe that the appearance of the Great Poisonous Archipelago was due to Jiao Daoren's bloody phlegm, the appearance of the Heavenly Poison Wall made Lu Ping somewhat believe that it was the work of a powerful being. However, Lu Ping really could not believe that Taoist Gui, one of the Seventh Patriarch of Heaven Creation, would give Jiao Daoren the wrong pill just because he was sleepy.
Perhaps this was a conspiracy specifically aimed at Jiao Daoren!
When this idea appeared in Lu Ping's mind, even Lu Ping himself was shocked, but he immediately denied it. After all, according to the legend, this Heavenly Poison Wall was set up by himself after his injuries were contained.
A golden shield suddenly lit up around Lu Ping's body, but he did not step into the Heavenly Poison Wall. Instead, he clenched and opened his hands, and a golden bubble appeared in his hands.
Lu Ping blew on it with his mouth, and the golden bubble floated up from Lu Ping's palms and flew into the Heavenly Poison Wall.
Lu Ping stared at the golden bubble intently. Just as it flew into the Heavenly Poison Wall, the small bubble suddenly trembled violently, and a faint layer of grey stained the golden bubble. A moment later, the bubble burst with a "pop".
Seeing this, Lu Ping lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then stepped into the Heavenly Poison Wall. The golden Gang Qi around him became brighter and brighter, tightly wrapping Lu Ping's body in it.
Lu Ping felt like he was a snowman suddenly standing under the intense sunlight. Just as Lu Ping stepped into the Heavenly Poison Wall, Lu Ping's Zhen Yuan suddenly leaked, and the Zhen Yuan around him was almost corroded by the poisonous fog around him.
Fortunately, Lu Ping's Zhen Yuan was strong and he reacted quickly. The Golden Dan in his body suddenly shook, and the Zhen Yuan around him was retracted. The dim golden Myriad Meteoric Poison Star Gang became brighter than before. The poisonous fog that was corroding his Gang Qi was like a swallow flying into the forest, and was refined by the Myriad Meteoric Poison Star Gang, making the Myriad Meteoric Poison Star Gang even more tyrannical. However, Lu Ping's Zhen Yuan consumption was much higher than when he was supporting the Myriad Meteoric Poison Star Gang before.
Lu Ping calmed himself down and used his Divine Sense to explore the surroundings, but he suddenly found that his Divine Sense was greatly restricted. Originally, Lu Ping's Divine Sense was no less than a late stage Core Forging cultivator, but now he could barely explore the surrounding situation within a mile. Moreover, Lu Ping could faintly perceive that there seemed to be a hidden poison in the poisonous fog. Not only could it limit the spread of the Divine Sense of the cultivator, but it was also slowly corroding the cultivator's Divine Sense.
The density of the poisonous fog in the Fallen Archipelago had dropped to its lowest point. Normally, no cultivator would dare to enter it. No wonder this place was known as a forbidden area by the high level cultivators of the East Sea.
After initially adapting to the environment here, due to the restriction of the poisonous fog on the Divine Sense and the slow corrosive effect, Lu Ping could only rely on his vision to slowly fly through the poisonous fog.
Fortunately, after Lu Ping cultivated the "Three Pure True Pupils", he had refined four kinds of Heaven and Earth Strange Treasures, which allowed Lu Ping to see further and clearer than other cultivators in the poisonous fog.
At this moment, Lu Ping seemed to suddenly discover something. His flying figure paused in the poisonous fog, and then stopped moving. In the misty poisonous fog, Lu Ping's figure was faintly discernible. In a trance, there seemed to be two faint cyan lights streaking across from time to time.
Lu Ping's eyes suddenly looked down to the left, and his right hand made a slash. A golden sword light flashed, and a hoarse cry was cut off as soon as it sounded. A black, filthy blood splashed up, but it was blocked by the Meteoric Poison Gang, and a hissing black smoke rose. It seemed that the black filthy blood also contained a terrible corrosive poison. After that, the "plop" sound of a heavy object falling into the water came from below Lu Ping's figure. There were only two sounds, and it seemed that two pieces of something that had been cut fell into the sea one after another.
The Golden Scale Sword circled in front of Lu Ping, and then floated above Lu Ping's head. Lu Ping's eyes flickered with cyan light, and he was secretly horrified, "What a powerful poisonous beast. Just the poison contained in this filthy blood is far more poisonous than the surrounding poisonous fog. It almost corroded the Meteoric Poison Gang."
Lu Ping became more cautious, and went several miles into the Fallen Archipelago. The Golden Scale Sword had already killed six or seven poisonous beasts that were hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to attack Lu Ping.
At this moment, Lu Ping's eyes finally saw a small island hidden in the poisonous fog. Lu Ping looked happy. Although this period of flying would not have too much impact on Lu Ping's rich Real Essence, in this Heavenly Poisonous Poison Wall, even the Spiritual Qi had been polluted by the poison. It was impossible to absorb the Spiritual Qi to recover. Without replenishment, Lu Ping always felt very uncomfortable.
However, just when Lu Ping's feet landed on the small island, a layer of black waves appeared in the dark green grass under his feet. A swarm of black poisonous ants suddenly crawled out of the grass and rushed toward Lu Ping. They attached themselves to Lu Ping's Protective Gang Qi and began to gnaw.
Lu Ping's expression changed. The Fallen Vital Energy Gang, which had consumed far more Real Essence than usual, seemed to be unable to persist for a long time under the gnawing of the black poisonous ants.
Suddenly, a purple flame lit up on Lu Ping's fingertip. Under Lu Ping's control, the flame suddenly expanded and turned into a wave of fire. With Lu Ping as the center, it swept out in all directions. The black poisonous ants, together with the dark green grass on the ground, were burned clean by the East-rising Purple Qi Flame, revealing the black scorched soil under the grass.
Flames were originally one of the means to restrain poison, not to mention the East-rising Purple Qi Flame of the middle-grade East-rising Purple Qi Flame. In the process of the raging fire wave, it seemed that the gray poisonous fog around Lu Ping was burned a lot thinner. Even after Lu Ping put away the flame, he could clearly see the gray poisonous fog around Lu Ping filling up the area that had been burned by the flame.
Lu Ping walked toward the interior of the small island. At the same time, he held an upper grade spirit stone in his hand and operated the cultivation method. The spiritual energy contained in the spirit stone was continuously replenished and refined into Real Essence. In this area, because it was impossible to directly absorb spiritual energy and refine it into Real Essence, he could only replenish it through spirit stones. Fortunately, Lu Ping still had more than four hundred upper grade spirit stones. Even if he could only use them to replenish Real Essence and not cultivate, it was enough for him to support for a long time.
After walking a few steps on the small island, Lu Ping's eyes lit up. An ordinary-looking weed-like plant fell into Lu Ping's eyes.
Nine-leaf Grass!
This was a rare three-thousand-year-old spirit herb, and looking at the age of this spirit herb, it had clearly matured for a long time.
Lu Ping bent down to pick it, but his body suddenly stopped. He slowly reached out to grab the Nine-leaf Grass, but his eyes were not focused on the Spirit Grass.
Just as Lu Ping's hands were about to touch the Nine-leaf Grass, a piece of black soil behind the Nine-leaf Grass suddenly turned up, and a mouse-like poisonous beast that looked much thinner than Dabao suddenly sprang out of the soil. It opened its mouth toward Lu Ping's outstretched palm, and a pair of sharp front teeth shone strangely in the gray poisonous fog.
Seeing that the poisonous rat was about to bite Lu Ping's palm, he did not see a blue long sword appear in Lu Ping's originally empty palm.
The poisonous rat opened its mouth and rushed over, but it was pierced by the Netherwater Sword.
The blue light in Lu Ping's eyes flickered again, and at the same time, regardless of the damage that the poisonous fog might cause to his Divine Sense, he checked the surroundings again. After finding nothing wrong, he was relieved to pick the Nine-leaf Grass.
The area of this small island was very small, not much bigger than an island reef, and it was located on the periphery of the Fallen Archipelago, so close to the Poison Firmament Wall. It only took Lu Ping an hour to check this small island. However, on this small island, Lu Ping had harvested five or six three-thousand-year-old Spirit Grasses and more than ten thousand-year-old Spirit Grasses.
Lu Ping looked into the depths of the Fallen Archipelago. Just the periphery had such a harvest, then what kind of harvest would there be if he continued to go deeper?
After this idea emerged in Lu Ping's mind, he could no longer resist the urge in his heart. He used the high-grade spirit stone to restore the qi in his body, and once again flew towards another small island in the distance.
However, just as Lu Ping flew up, he quickly landed on the island. At the same time, a set of stone armor appeared in his hand. After putting it on, Lu Ping hid in a hidden place on the island.
Suddenly, two unclear escape lights flashed in the gray poisonous fog. Two late Core Forging Stage cultivators landed on the island. One of the cultivators asked, "Brother Zhang, did you see it clearly?"
The other cultivator nodded firmly, "Brother Liu, there is absolutely no mistake. I did see a flash of spiritual light on this island just now. Don't you believe in the magical power of my eyes? That is definitely a kind of treasure's spiritual light. "
When Brother Liu heard the words, he cautiously reminded, "Brother Zhang, what if it is a cultivator like you and me?"
Brother Zhang grinned, "Now that the poisonous fog in the Myriad Poison Sky Wall has just been weakened, the cultivators who entered, as long as they have a little ability, are desperately running into the depths of the Fallen Archipelago. Fortunately, they can find more cultivation resources before the Myriad Poison Sky Wall recovers. Except for you and me who are not prepared to resist the poison, only those with low cultivation can wander around the periphery. In that case, what is there to be afraid of!"
When Brother Liu heard this, his courage couldn't help but rise, but he still smiled and said, "Maybe our luck is really good, we can find a treasure in the periphery."
While talking, the two had already landed on the laughing road. When the two walked around the island, they saw the land that was previously burned by Lu Ping with the Eastern Purple Qi Flame, and there were many traces of spirit herbs being harvested on the island.
Brother Zhang's face was dignified. He threw out a handful of flying needles in his hand, densely surrounding his body, looking like a hedgehog.
When Brother Liu saw Brother Zhang like this, he whispered, "Has someone been here?"
Brother Zhang nodded and said, "Just now, there is eighty percent chance that someone used the Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire to burn the poisonous beast, revealing their tracks. We need to be careful. Once we fight with the other party, we need to end the battle quickly. The poison repellent pills we have on us can't last for a long time."
Brother Liu opened his mouth, and two green lights flew out. One flew around his neck, the other around his chest. The two green lights looked like they were going to attack at any time, but it was more like they were protecting themselves.
Lu Ping hid in a corner and saw clearly that these two were both seventh layer Core Forging cultivators. Apart from the fact that they really didn't have good methods to resist the poison, the most important reason for them to move around the periphery of the Fallen Archipelago was their low cultivation base.
At this moment, one of Brother Zhang's eyes suddenly emitted a red light. Obviously, he was also using a kind of vision magic to look around, but at the same time, Lu Ping was also using the "Three Pure True Pupils" to look for the location of the two.
Brother Zhang casually looked around, but happened to see two flashing green lights in a secret place. The two looked at each other and were shocked. The Golden Scale Sword in Lu Ping's hand had already cut through the gray poisonous fog and attacked first.
"Be careful!"
When Brother Zhang saw that the golden light wasn't rushing towards him, but Brother Liu beside him, he immediately opened his mouth to warn. At the same time, the countless flying needles around him suddenly disappeared in the gray fog. When they reappeared, they were already around Lu Ping under the cover of the gray poisonous fog.
A broken small flag appeared in Lu Ping's hand. He waved it, and a stream of light poured down from the top of Lu Ping's head. In the stream of light, a blue jade lotus floated along with the stream of light and bloomed around Lu Ping, blocking all the dense flying needles.
Brother Zhang's face changed, and he heard a loud noise around him. When he turned his head to look, he found that Brother Liu was actually hit by the golden sword light and flew dozens of feet away.
"Who are you? We are just passing by. Let's not interfere with each other's business. Let's stop here, shall we? "
Brother Zhang thought quickly. Obviously, the other party had a treasure to hide his cultivation, so Brother Zhang couldn't detect the depth of Lu Ping's cultivation. However, judging from the fact that the other party was able to repel his partner, whose cultivation was similar to his, with only a sword strike, the other party's strength was probably not weaker than his.
As Brother Zhang spoke, he had already retreated to Brother Liu's side. The two of them joined hands and retreated from the island. Obviously, Lu Ping's sword strike had made the other party afraid, and he didn't want to tangle with Lu Ping any longer.
Originally, Lu Ping didn't want to get involved. Although the two of them were at the seventh layer of Core Forging, their real strength was obviously too low. If Lu Ping fought against one of them, he would naturally have some confidence in winning. However, if the two of them joined forces, Lu Ping wouldn't be a match for them.
When the two of them saw that Lu Ping didn't chase after them, Brother Zhang became even more certain that the other party was also afraid of them. In the Fallen Archipelago, which was covered by the Myriad Poison Firmament Wall, cultivators not only had to rely on their own cultivation, but also the boundless poisonous fog around them and the dangers that lurked in the poisonous fog.
However, at this moment, an inexplicable color flashed in Lu Ping's eyes, as if he had made up his mind about something. Just when Brother Zhang and Brother Liu were about to hide in the boundless grey fog, Lu Ping's Golden Scale Sword suddenly shone with a golden light. The sword energy that filled the sky pierced through the grey fog, and under the shocked gazes of Brother Zhang and Brother Liu, the two of them were sucked back into the sword light.
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