If he remembered correctly, in the plot, Zhang Xiaofan came here and was teased by the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey. In the end, he found Hidi and chased her to the deep valley. Coincidentally, he fused the Devouring Orb with the Soul Catcher Blood Refining Orb.
After a while, the entire bottle of red wine was emptied. The Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey shook the bottle. After realizing that there was no wine in it, it licked the mouth of the bottle.
In the end, it licked the wine in the bottle until there was not a single drop left. It threw the bottle aside as if it was trash. It picked up the three pine cones on the ground and squeaked at Mu Qingxiao.
It waved its arms a few times. That provocative look seemed to be saying, "Kid, give me all the good stuff and I will let you live."
"What a greedy little bastard," Just as he finished speaking, the smile on Mu Qingxiao's face faded away. A terrifying pressure suddenly appeared.
"Squeak!
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In an instant, the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey's laughter stopped abruptly. The mocking expression on its face froze. Its sneaky eyes revealed endless fear. It crawled on the ground and its small body trembled.
This was because it felt an unparalleled pressure from Mu Qingxiao's bloodline.
At this moment, the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey was extremely terrified. Usually, when it had nothing to do, it liked to bully various animals in the bamboo forest. It did not expect to kick an iron plate today.
Moreover, it was an iron plate that did not move even when its feet were swollen.
Coming in front of the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey, Mu Qingxiao grabbed its hair and held it in his hand. Looking at the latter's trembling appearance, he could not help but feel a little amused. It was really bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
"Little monkey, can you understand what I'm saying?"
"Squeak squeak!"
Falling into Mu Qingxiao's hand, the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey's face was filled with fear. It nodded its head like a chick pecking at rice. It let out two squeaks from its mouth. Obviously, the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey was psychic and could understand what he was saying.
Seeing the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey nodding its head, Mu Qingxiao's mouth curved into a smile. This way, things would be much easier.
"In that case, I will ask you a few questions. If you answer truthfully, I will let you go. If you dare to play any tricks, you will end up like this wine bottle."
"Bang!"
Just as Mu Qingxiao finished speaking, the wine bottle in the distance exploded out of thin air, scaring the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey so much that it screamed continuously.
"Let me ask you, is there anything unusual in the valley?"
Hearing Mu Qingxiao's emotionless tone, the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey's body trembled. Its black eyes were filled with fear. After thinking for a while, it seemed to have thought of something and nodded vigorously.
"Take me there."
Mu Qingxiao threw the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey on the ground. The Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey turned around timidly and did not dare to hesitate. It led Mu Qingxiao into the depths of the bamboo forest. Mu Qingxiao followed behind the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey and swayed left and right in the bamboo forest.
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After a while, the crisp Black Bamboo came towards them layer by layer. The Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey stopped and looked at Mu Qingxiao with fear in its black eyes. It raised its arm, pointed to the front and squeaked twice.
Mu Qingxiao walked forward and pushed aside the branches and leaves. Suddenly, a cliff appeared under his feet. Below the cliff was a deep valley. There was a thick fog in the distance and it looked extremely mysterious. The walls of the valley were no longer Black Bamboo. Instead, there were various kinds of wild trees, pine and cypress.
This was the deepest valley behind the Bamboo Peak. It seemed that the pine cone in the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey's hand was also picked from here.
"Squeak squeak."
Hearing the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey's timid squeak, Mu Qingxiao waved his hand without turning his head and said, "Okay, you can leave now."
After the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey left, Mu Qingxiao tapped his toes and jumped into the deep valley. He landed lightly on the pine and cypress and spread out his Divine Sense, covering an area of a hundred meters. He observed all the poisonous insects and beasts clearly.
After looking up at the Black Bamboo in the sky and confirming the direction, Mu Qingxiao turned into a stream of light and flew directly to the front of the deep valley.
After a few minutes, he looked forward and saw that the trees in front of him were gradually thinning. What came into his eyes was a large open space and the sound of flowing water could be heard.
Standing at the top of the tree, there was already an open space in front of him. The ground was full of gravel and there was a small green pond in the center. The water rippled and flowed towards the west.
Mu Qingxiao stood a few meters away, but he could clearly see the thick black aura in the air. He frowned.
His eyes swept around. With the green pond as the center, within 30 feet, there was an extremely thick Evil Spirit. Not even a blade of grass grew. However, beyond 30 feet, there was a lush forest. It was indeed here.
Mu Qingxiao was not afraid at all. His figure flashed and he came within 30 feet of the green pond. In an instant, the thick Evil Spirit surrounded him and tried to invade his body. However, it was forced back by the terrifying Sword Qi and could not get close to him.
Coming to the green pond, he directly took out the Devouring Blood Bead from the storage space.
In an instant, the Devouring Blood Bead, which was originally dark purple, had turned light purple. The green aura in it seemed to be stimulated by something and the speed of circling increased by dozens of times.
The green aura kept circling and colliding with the bead's exterior. Every time it collided, there would be a Buddhist mantra "Swastika" on the surface to resist. This was the seal set by Puzhi. However, the seal seemed to be reaching its limit.
Ignoring the changes in the Devouring Blood Bead, Mu Qingxiao's eyes fell on the green pond in front of him. The range was not large, but he could not see the source. He guessed that it was formed by the spring water below.
The water in the pond was green, but he could not see the depth. There was a gap in the west of the pond. The water flowed out from there and converged into a small stream, meandering away.
In the middle of the pond, there was a pile of pebbles of different sizes and shapes. A small part of them was above the water.
Concentrating, he saw that in the middle of the pile of pebbles, there was a short black stick, one foot above the water. The rest of it was immersed in the water. It was completely black and he could not see what material it was made of. It was very ugly.
"Soul Catcher."
After seeing the short black stick, Mu Qingxiao's mouth curved into a smile. He finally found it. Mobilizing his Spiritual Qi, the short black stick instantly flew over and he caught it in his hand.
At this moment, the Devouring Blood Bead floating in front of him made a "Ka Ka Ka" muffled sound, as if something was broken.
Suddenly, the Devouring Blood Bead shone brightly. The green aura in it was like a wolf or a tiger, desperately hitting the wall of the bead. The "Swastika" mantra that stopped it was getting weaker and weaker. Even its color became much dimmer. It seemed that it was going to completely dissipate.
Mu Qingxiao did not stop it. Instead, he held the short black stick and waited quietly. The Devouring Blood Bead and Soul Catcher were in his hands, but the system prompt did not sound for a long time. It seemed that he had to fuse with the Blood Refining.
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