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Two hours later, Chen Yang had already moved into his new home on Shenmu Island, and at this time he was sitting on a large sandalwood chair, his eyes flashing in thought. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

Shenmu Island seems to be a little lax, anyone can sneak in, but that is only a superficial phenomenon, in essence, it is completely different, not to say that it is an iron wall, but it is not much different.

The demon clan settled on the island is divided into several levels, divided into different areas to live, this level is different from other islands, not according to the amount of spirit stones spent, but in the name of a guarantee, which virtually limits the scope of everyone's activities.

There is also a drop of blood to identify the identity, which is also an uncommon method on other islands, at least not on Dongning Island.

In addition, as far as Chen Yang saw and heard along the way, many places on Shenmu Mountain were flashing with a faint brilliance, and there were formation prohibitions, which was even more unusual for the demon clan who were not good at cultivating immortals.

Could it be that the rumors that Heijin said were true? Chen Yang's heart moved, and he reached into the storage bag with one hand, and slowly took out two things.

A thin, yellowish book is derived from the demon clan surnamed Wu, which is very similar to the secret book made of the eyelids of the thousand-eyed demon.

A jet-black vial, with the faint sound of liquid flowing through the bottle as it shook.

Chen Yang turned the book to the third page, spread it flat on the big tuǐ, then opened the cork, and the five fingers holding the bottom of the bottle slightly sent a small stream of spiritual power, and suddenly a small ball of liquid flew out of the bottle wrapped in a small ball of liquid wrapped in méngméng.

Chen Yang's face was expressionless, and with one mouth, a mouthful of pure true yuan sprayed into the red light.

With a soft "bang", the red light disappeared, and the liquid inside turned into a large cloud of blood mist, tumbling and squirming and still maintaining a certain vitality.

The blood mist slowly descended, enveloping the book inside.

Chen Yang tilted his head, supported his cheeks with one hand, and stared at this scene without blinking.

After a while, a distant sigh seemed to sound in the air.

Chen Yang's face changed unchanged, as if he had expected it, but his eyes flashed with expectation.

Although the book was wrapped in a blood mist, Chen Yangtong could still feel the book vibrating slightly, as if it was chirping with pleasure.

The blood mist gradually thinned and thinned, and it didn't take long for the blood mist to be completely absorbed into the book, and the book finally changed, and a sea chart originally painted on it quietly disappeared, and a different picture vaguely appeared, but there was only a vague outline, and it was not clear to see.

At this scene, Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "The effect seems to be a little worse?"

Then the right hand holding the vial was full of inspiration, and a larger cloud of liquid flew out from the mouth of the bottle, and under the concoction of the same method, it turned into a blood mist.

And the book unceremoniously opened its greedy mouth, gulping down the blood mist.

This time, after almost a cup of tea, the blood mist disappeared, and the faint picture on the page was much clearer, and the general outline was highlighted.

Chen Yang didn't seem to be satisfied, and once again turned into a small cloud of blood mist, this time the book only absorbed a little and a half, as if he was full.

Stunned for a moment, Chen Yang sighed imperceptibly, waved his hand, and the blood mist re-condensed into a cloud of liquid, and obediently flew back to the vial.

Then Chen raised his brows and stared at the picture on the page motionlessly, keeping it firmly in his mind.

After a few moments, the picture suddenly disappeared, and the nautical chart, thousands of miles away, reoccupied the page.

Chen Yang let out a sullen breath, his eyes flickered, and after a while, he suddenly said to himself: "Although I can't be completely sure, looking at the surrounding terrain, there are more than ninety percent similarities with the pictures, it should be in Wolong Valley." ”

"Wolong Valley...... Treasure mm Easy Island Owner...... Treasure...", Wolong Valley ......" Chen Yang muttered these words in a low voice repeatedly, and gradually his voice was inaudible.

This secret book made of the eyelids of the thousand-eyed demon, where could Chen Yang suppress his curiosity after changing his hand that day, and when he found an opportunity, he used the blood of the son of the demon clan surnamed Wu that he secretly collected to try to crack it.

Not to mention, Chen Yang's method happened to be right, but because his son's cultivation was too low, after the blood was smeared on the page, only the outline of a map faintly appeared.

In desperation, he racked his brains to find an opportunity, and under the pretext of trying to have a try, he collected some blood from the demon clan surnamed Wu, which solved the problem.

On the surface, this secret book is a chart of different sea areas, but hidden in the pages of the book are pictures without any text description, some of which are depicted with mountains and rivers, some depict a certain place under the sea, and some are obviously not like the places of cultivating immortals in the East China Sea.

Due to the lack of written explanations, after cracking the secret book that day, Chen Yang could only forcibly memorize the pictures in his heart, but he didn't know where the paintings were.

It wasn't until he came to the vicinity of Shenmu Mountain that Chen Yang found a hint of familiarity, so he rented the Cave Mansion and cracked the page on the secret book according to his memory, and it was really very similar.

Finding a location depicted in the Secret Book proves that the Secret Book is not illusory. Chen Yang was supposed to be happy, but he couldn't be happy, but was a little heavy.

With a wry smile on his lips, he looked up at the roof, and was silent for a moment.

It's a good thing to have treasures, but why is it so close to the location where the Qingmulberry Divine Tree is likely to grow, on Shenmu Island. The worst thing is that someone found out there before him, and it was still an eighth-level demon who was not an opponent at all!

"Could it be that the heavens don't want their path of cultivating immortals to go too smoothly, so they have to make some bō folds?

Chen Yang's heart was in a mess, and he had no intention of cultivating, so he put away the secret book and the vial, walked into the bedroom and poured it on the chuáng, and soon fell asleep.

After a night, Chen Yang's depression eased a lot, and he stopped thinking about it for the time being, and began to be busy around the cave.

At this time, he noticed that the aura here was really abundant, far from being comparable to ordinary spiritual veins, and seriously speaking, it was three points inferior to his own cave on Xuanling Island.

The style of the cave is also in the same vein as the demon clan, one word, big!

The space is big, the garden is big, the furniture and the like are also huge.

Take a look at the spacious room, and then look at the flowery garden, which makes people feel refreshed, not to mention that the cost of spirit stones is not much, even if it is doubled, it is worth it!

The only thing that made Chen Yang slightly dissatisfied was that the alchemy room and refining room attached to the cave mansion were a bit simple.

This is actually not a shortcoming, with the level of the demon clan's alchemy refiner, the facilities in the cave are enough, but for Chen Yang, it can't help but be a little unsightly.

Make do with it!" Chen Yang shook his head helplessly and continued to get busy.

He walked around the cave, feeling that although the defense of the attached defensive circle was good, he had too many secrets to slip up.

So, Chen Yang rummaged through several storage bags, poured out a bunch of array materials, and arranged three more sets of formations in the attached magic circle in one go, one of which he specially selected, which had a miraculous effect on the prying eyes of the Divine Sense.

Chen Yang hadn't forgotten that there was still a genuine eighth-level demon living on Shenmu Mountain! he didn't want to be chased and killed by an eighth-level demon cultivator if he was not careful.

Then he walked to the medicine garden, and in the corner of the huge medicine garden, a few black stones were buried. Simply arrange a forbidden place to isolate the aura and place the leakage.

Then he took out a white jade box from the storage bag, and carefully transplanted the dragon beard Han Xuancao into the ban.

Those few black stones, but Chen Yang finally got their hands on them, called yīn stones, are rare in the East China Sea immortal cultivation world, and their only effect is that they can continuously exude yīn cold qi.

Although it was still far from providing the yīn cold qi needed for the growth of the dragon whisker cold herb, it was still possible to barely maintain the medicine xìng of this spirit grass.

After doing this qiē, Chen Yang slapped the spirit beast bag, released the spirit devouring rat, and frolicked with the spirit devouring mouse, and found that after all these years of cultivation, the spirit devouring rat had also approached the peak of the fourth-level demon beast, and after successfully advancing to the fifth level, with the deep hòu potential of the spirit devouring mouse, he was equivalent to having another good helper.

He was very happy in his heart, but the big thing was important, so he could only slightly aggrieve the "Little Devouring Sky" and postpone its advancement.

Because the advancement of the Spirit Devouring Mouse is very different from that of ordinary demon beasts, it is much more difficult, and it is necessary to prepare a large number of spirit stones for the advancement to have a certain degree of certainty.

After playing, Chen Yang told "Little Devouring the Sky" a few words, and let it move freely in the cave.

Then he chose a utility room, opened it up as a spirit beast room, and used the spirit leaves in the Thousand Souls Pavilion to build a large nest, and put the sleeping phantom moth larvae into it.

The larvae of these phantom moths grow very quickly, all of them are fat and round, and they are elastic and soft when touched, which is very fun. The spiritual power on his body also vaguely came to the first level or so.

But at some point, they suddenly stopped growing and fell into a deep sleep, which has been going on for some time.

At first, Chen Yang was still very anxious, but later saw that there seemed to be nothing wrong, so he gradually relaxed his heart.

It wasn't until he got "Miscellaneous Talks about the Royal Insects" that Chen Yang understood that the reason why the larvae of the Phantom Moth fell into a deep sleep was to prepare for promotion.

When the time is ripe for advancement, the larvae will spit out a kind of silk thread and form a cocoon, and when they break out of the cocoon, they will advance to the phantom moth.

However, there are only some habits of this insect on the "Miscellaneous Talks on the Insects", and there is no way to cultivate them at all. So when these larvae will be able to form cocoons and advance is only known to God.

Chen Yang could only look at it dryly, but there was nothing he could do.

He had high expectations for this strange insect that was famous in ancient times. Even if it is not as exaggerated as recorded in ancient books, as long as you have eighty percent of your strength, you are very satisfied.

Although the advanced Phantom Moth is only equivalent to a second-level demon beast, the inherently powerful illusion may play a key role in the success or failure of Chen Yang's trip. (To be continued)!.

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