In the beginning, except for Dharmakaya masters, the journey in Bomi was purely based on luck. They did not know which crack, which canyon they would meet, or how to get out. They did not know the directions at all.
But later, under the guidance of Dharmakaya masters, they found that the Nether Soldiers' daily patrol time and route was fixed. It must be in the early hours of the morning, and they must go straight from east to west. No one had seen them return!
This seemed to provide evidence for digging through the crack of Nine Serenities. The Nether Soldiers went all the way to the west, entered the crack, and came out from the crack at the other end. The cycle repeated endlessly.
Mengqi held the sword hilt tightly in his right hand, guarding against the sudden attack of the Exterior masters. He calmed his mind and restrained his Vital Spirit to ensure that he was walking in a straight line.
Flowing Fire was hidden in the scabbard and did not emit any heat. However, Meng Qi clearly knew that it was now like an invisible sun. The high temperature was contained within the sword, and the flames it spat out turned into the blade. If it unleashed its full power, it could even melt metal and stone!
After absorbing Ze Luoju's blood and willpower, Flowing Fire was getting closer and closer to the Upper Grade. It seemed to be on the verge of a breakthrough. Although the Karma points would not increase too much, its quality was about to leap!
The red mist was cold and damp, covering his body like clothes drenched in rain. Mengqi followed closely and silently counted the time. About an hour later, he deliberately kicked a piece of gravel.
The gravel rolled forward, and soon there was a continuous sound of collision. The sound became smaller and deeper, indicating that there was a canyon or a crack in the ground ahead.
The sound of the stone falling reverberated and gradually became silent. There was no feeling that it had fallen to the bottom. An image spontaneously appeared in Meng Qi's mind: a bottomless crack running from north to south, filled with blood-like red mist.
Meng Qi slowed down his pace. After walking for a while, he finally saw the gap.
It could no longer be called a crack, but a canyon dozens of feet wide. The opposite side was shrouded in mist, bright red like water. He could only vaguely see a few protruding rocks. Looking down, it was even more quiet and deep. The red mist seemed to be solidified. Light flashed from time to time, and a strong breath was vaguely revealed.
Mengqi turned to the right and followed the first canyon he encountered when he entered Bomi to the south.
Not a single blade of grass grew above the gorge. The rocks seemed to have been soaked in blood. Stepping on them gave off a cold and desolate feeling.
After walking for another hour, Mengqi saw a towering tree in his line of sight. Its roots extended into the crevices of the canyon's rocks. Its branches were yellow and rotten, but strangely, they contained a trace of vitality.
After seeing this huge tree, Mengqi let out a sigh of relief and walked towards the canyon. He stepped into the air and slowly descended.
After about a thousand feet, Mengqi found a hidden cave right under the tree. He restrained his voice, turned it into a long arrow, and threw it in.
"Huamei Heights."
After a moment of silence, an old and hoarse voice said, "Come in."
The cave was very deep and there were many forks in the road. However, near the entrance of the cave, there was an old man in a black robe sitting cross-legged. He had white eyebrows and beard, triangular eyes, big ears, and wrinkles crisscrossing his face. Perhaps it was because he had stayed in Bomi for a long time, his breath was cold and dead.
He looked up at Mengqi and said, "Ye Yuqi didn't come by herself?"
He paused and suddenly frowned, "When did Huamei Heights have such a young Exterior master?"
In his senses, Mengqi's breath was vigorous, like the morning sun, both powerful and full of vitality. Although he could not judge his exact age, he knew that he was not old, under 30.
Although after achieving Oneness of Heaven and Men, one's Qi and blood were stable and the body was difficult to decline, only the appearance changed and the body could be preserved for a long time after death. However, the Vital Spirit would age and decay, the vitality would fade, and the breath of death would be strong. Therefore, one could roughly estimate one's age, unless the Dharmakaya was decayed before death.
Mengqi landed on the edge of the cave and said coldly, "You've been here for too long."
Without giving his name or explanation, Mengqi had a token in his hand. It was light blue in color and was carved with a thrush.
The black-robed old man stared at Meng Qi for a long time before letting out a long sigh. "It's true that the new generation excels the old, and the new generation excels the old. I achieved Heaven-man Connection at the age of 30."
"I wonder where Yang Zhenchan is now?" Mengqi asked after feeling secretly pleased.
If one wanted to find someone in Bomi, they could only rely on the Exterior masters who had been lurking there for a long time. After many years, Huamei Heights finally found this master who was willing to cooperate. In early autumn, he sent back a message saying that he had found something.
Progenitor Doumu had originally planned to do it herself, but coincidentally, Mengqi applied for the assessment, so she simply handed it over to him.
The black-robed elder smiled and said, "I heard from a fellow practitioner that he met Yang Zhenchan twice in the depths of the third and fourth canyons to the east. He was collecting Nether Pearl Grass and Blood Soul Ginseng. It seemed that he was planning to refine elixirs to make up for the hidden injuries in his body. Hehe, their strengths were equal, so they did not fight."
"Is there any further information?" Mengqi asked. It was impossible to track down Yang Zhenchan with just this information. Perhaps he had already collected enough spirit herbs, or perhaps he had gone somewhere else.
The black-robed elder shook his head and said, "People hiding in Bomi are very careful and will not reveal their hiding place. Perhaps that fellow practitioner met him again later, but I don't know. You can ask him."
"Where should I find him?" Mengqi knew that the most difficult part of this matter was how to find Yang Zhenchan, so he was not anxious and was calm.
The black-robed elder pointed to the top of his head and said, "Counting the days, today is the trading day again. Walk west from the big tree, and after about a thousand steps, you will see a blood-red boulder. If nothing goes wrong, he will appear there. When the trading is over, you can shake your voice and shout 'Gatekeeper'. He will know to stay and look for you."
"Gatekeeper …" Mengqi repeated these three words in a low voice, vaguely feeling a little strange. "Is this fellow practitioner's nickname 'Gatekeeper'?"
The black-robed elder laughed and said, "Before he hid in Bomi, he had a prominent nickname, 'Seven Luminaries Evil God'."
"Seven Luminaries Evil God?" Mengqi's expression did not change, but he was a little shocked inside.
What an illustrious reputation!
Seven Luminaries Evil God was originally a Heterodox Master. He had once killed several Exterior masters of top sects and was arrogant. Later, he offended the Destruction Sect and the Luo Denomination, becoming the public enemy of both sides. Since then, he had disappeared without a trace. It turned out that he had hidden in Bomi.
In the past, Seven Luminaries Evil God had crossed the first Celestial Ladder. However, according to the black-robed elder, he was now almost the same as Yang Zhenchan. It seemed that he had paid a price to get rid of his pursuers.
"Well, once he was proud, he became arrogant. Now he is down like a wild dog." The black-robed elder sighed. It seemed that he was sentimental and hurt himself, but also full of strong hatred and resentment.
Mengqi gently nodded and then asked in confusion, "Trading? There's a trading market in Bomi? "
"Hehe, where there are people, there is a trading market." The black-robed elder's wrinkles spread. "None of the Exterior masters here want to stay here forever. Naturally, they will not give up cultivation and improvement. However, the environment of Bomi is special. The natural treasures that grow here tend to be evil, dark, and bloody. Everyone's skills are different. Some need the Divine Sun Stone, and some need the Vengeful Spirit Crystal. Bomi can't meet all of these needs. I'm afraid that it will be difficult to make progress here just by absorbing the Vital Qi of Heaven and Earth."
"Therefore, there are people who are good at doing business who buy similar items and transport them to Bomi. At the beginning, middle, and end of each month, there is an exchange under the scarlet boulder to exchange for the Blood Soul Ginseng and other specialties that we collect. They make a lot of money. My message was sent through them."
"It's a long-term matter. Those vicious guys can resist the desire to kill."
Mengqi exhaled. "So that's how it is."
As for those who want to enter Bomi to collect directly, without strong strength, they will be kept here forever by the vicious guys.
After dispelling his doubts, Mengqi turned around and planned to find the Seven Luminaries Devil first. When he was about to leave the cave, he remembered something and turned back to ask, "Fellow, how many Peerless Master Pros and grandmasters are there in Bomi?"
"No more than ten. Every force lacks masters of this level. As long as you hide your identity, many people are willing to protect you. The Nine Evil Paths have never been afraid of being hunted down." The black-robed elder slowly got up.
Those who were reduced to hiding in Bomi often offended several big forces, including the black and white. That was why they couldn't stand.
Mengqi stepped on the void and suddenly heard a sound of iron chains dragging on the ground. He looked back subconsciously and saw the black-robed elder disappear into the depths of the cave with many forks. Both of his ankles were locked by dark, heavy, and strange iron chains that extended far into the distance.
"Locked by iron chains … Gatekeeper …" Mengqi suddenly guessed that the "Gatekeeper" was probably this black-robed elder!
What door was he looking at?
Locked by who in the depths of the cave?
Mengqi didn't want to cause any trouble and flew back to the top of the canyon.
…
Under the scarlet rock stood a group of people dressed as desert tramps, but they looked like Central Plains and Western Regions.
Feeling the cold evil of the red mist, a young and beautiful girl couldn't help but shiver and whispered, "Daddy, when will the market start?"
She was covered in a white robe and couldn't see her figure. She had peach blossom eyes, distant eyebrows, and a lively temperament.
"We have to wait for a while. I told you to stay at home, but you have to come here to see the world! " Her father was in his forties, wearing a black robe and a soft hat. Compared with the younger generation who came to see the world, there was little uneasiness in his eyes, but there was no lack of vigilance.
"How do I know Eldest Uncle can't come in!" The girl felt wronged.
"People hiding in Bomi have many enemies. They are afraid that someone will take advantage of the market to make trouble, so only those below the Exterior are allowed to enter the market." Her father seemed to be one of the leaders of this caravan.
As soon as he finished speaking, a majestic and tyrannical breath appeared nearby, like a boundless dark swamp.
The person walked out of the red mist, glanced at it, and then took a step back, hiding in the red mist.
"What a terrible breath. It's stronger than Eldest Uncle …" the girl said in surprise.
Her father used the red mist as a barrier and lowered his voice, "This is Slayer Yaksh, who dominated the Immensity Sea 20 years ago. He offended Shen Duliao, the Wild Snow Blade, and Ze Luoju, the Evil Blade of Immensity Sea. Later, he even alarmed Crying Elder, so he hid in Bomi."
"Slayer Yaksh!" The girl's eyes were round and full of shock.
When she was a child, every time she was disobedient, her family would use Slayer Yaksh to scare her, saying that he loved to eat young boys and girls, and that his tongue was three feet long. He carried a black wind and made a whining sound.
"So it's this old monster …" She took a step closer to her father in fear.
The red mist swayed, and another terrible breath appeared. The darkness rolled, making people hallucinate again. But soon, this breath also retreated and hid in the red mist.
"Merciless Tyrant slaughtered a city 18 years ago." The girl's father introduced again to her, giving her a chance to broaden her horizons.
"I know …" the girl said in a low voice. This terrible thing had accompanied her throughout her childhood. Every time, her close friends would describe it in a serious manner, and everyone would scare each other. So the main character was here!
He was also an old monster!
Suddenly, seven stars rose from the red mist, revealing evil intentions, and then disappeared.
"Seven Luminaries Evil God. I don't need to introduce him, do I?" The girl's father's eyes were full of vigilance.
The girl nodded, trembling with fear. This was an old monster who was more famous than the two just now.
One by one, the Exterior masters of Bomi arrived, but they all stopped at the edge of the red mist where they could sense it. Only their voices came out, asking what goods they had this time.
Not only were they wary of the caravan, but they were also wary of each other.
The girl's father was about to introduce the exotic minerals and produce when the red mist suddenly parted and a young man in a white robe walked out. His facial features were not outstanding, but he had an average face with a cold temperament. He held a long sword in his hand.
As soon as the man appeared, a tyrannical breath seeped out of the red mist and "scanned" him. The turbulence of the mist scared the people of the caravan.
"Who is he? How dare he barge in here … "The girl was quite kind-hearted.
Just as this thought came to her mind, she suddenly felt the young man in front of her disappear. A red sun slowly rose up, and the scorching heat spread out. The most positive and righteous intent was like the sword light and the sunlight, dispersing the red mist and shining in all directions!
He seemed to be more terrible than all the old monsters who had just arrived!
"Hmph!" With a series of cold snorts, the tyrannical breath was withdrawn, and the red mist calmed down.
The young man took a step back and also melted into the red mist.
The girl was stunned and subconsciously thought,
"What a powerful Exterior master!"
"Another terrifying old monster!"
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