Mo Chong naturally thought about bringing those merchants out of Demon Yuan City from the Green Swamp, but these ordinary medicinal materials were cheap, and Mo Chong paid a price more than ten times higher than the market price, and no one was willing to take over this business. In desperation, Mo Chong only relied on the spiritual energy cultivation of Yuheng Palace, and with Mo Chong's spiritual root qualifications, the slow progress could naturally be imagined.

"Hahaha! My soul-chasing blood mark is finally gone!"

On this day, in the middle of a wilderness, a long laugh suddenly rang out. A young man in a shabby green robe dances on a dirt slope. This person is naturally Mo Chong. The soul-chasing blood mark is gone, which means that even if the guy from Ruyimen wants to find him, he can't find it. And those monks who act because of the bounty will also lose their purpose.

Without the monks of the Ruyi Gate to be embarrassed, Mo Chong could naturally return to Demon Yuan City. At this time, he had a lot of elixirs on his body, and he only needed to return to Demon Yuan City to purchase some ordinary auxiliary medicinal materials, and he could immediately refine a large number of pills to be taken during the Dan period. When the time comes, he will be able to say goodbye to the current turtle-crawling cultivation speed.

"Whoa!"

A long howl came from Mo Chong's mouth. Soon after the long howl sounded, there was a sound of Si Xi Suo from the surrounding grass, and a pair of Wan Jun insects, led by a fourth-level Wan Jun worm, quickly appeared in front of Mo Chong. In some of the teams of Wan Jun insects, there are also some demon beasts Neidan, furs, minions and other things.

Mo Chong had just put away the materials for the Ten Thousand Worms and Demon Beasts. In the grass, there was a sound of Suosuo, and a green shadow rushed out of it, but it was a small medicine king snake.

As soon as I saw the little medicine king snake. Mo Chong suddenly smiled: "Xiaoqing." How's it going to be today?"

The little medicine king snake shook his head gloomily. Obviously, it means that there is nothing to be gained today.

Mo Chong smiled: "It's not every day that you can have elixir. Are you hungry? I still have the elixir you found earlier. ”

Hearing this, the little medicine king snake shook his head again.

After a pause, Mo Chong said: "Xiaoqing, I promised your mother that I would set you free when you have the power to protect yourself." Now, with your cultivation, as long as you are careful in this wild realm, you will not encounter any danger, and there are many elixirs here. Young monks. Well, do you want to stay?"

The little medicine king snake didn't know if he understood it, and just shook his head when he heard it. Mo Chong was silent for a moment, and repeated the words again, but he still got the same reaction. After asking a few more times, the little medicine king snake seemed to be tired, so it actually got into the spirit beast bag by itself and fell asleep.

Looking at the little medicine king snake in the spirit beast bag, Mo Chong sighed lightly.

The little medicine king snake has followed him since he was a child, and he was once born and died. The feelings are naturally not shallow. In addition, the saliva of the small medicine king snake can heal injuries, and it can also find the surrounding medicinal materials. Mo Chong was reluctant to do so. At this time, seeing the little medicine king snake behaving like this, Mo Chong didn't say anything more, closed the mouth of the spirit beast bag slightly, took out the Ying Ling plate, and flew towards the direction of Demon Yuan City.

It's night, and the moonlight is like water.

On top of a wasteland. Mo Chong flew away against the ground while looking down at the Ying Ling Disk in his hand.

After months of hurrying, Mo Chong is now only half a month away from Demon Yuan City. However, the closer he got to Demon Abyss City, the more cautious Mo Chong became. Because now he has stepped into the area where the monks who go out to hunt demon beasts are active, if he happens to meet those guys who come out to kill demons together, there will be a lot of trouble. It's better to avoid it as much as possible.

"There are three points of light in front of the left...... Well, it could be a monk in a group......" Mo Chong muttered to himself, slowly adjusting his course. Suddenly, Mo Chong's eyebrows moved, and the light stopped in place. Then, with a flip of his hand, he grabbed something.

What Mo Chong grabbed out was a thin piece of silk that was not much bigger than a slap. Wrapped in a thin silk was a small section of human phalanges. At this time, the finger bones of this small section of the person were flickering brightly and dimly, reflecting a vague map on the thin silk and a line of small characters on it: Yiwei year, Gengchen month, Renzi day, ugly time.

"This is ......"

Looking at the thin silk and phalanges in his hands. Mo Chong frowned. It took a while before I remembered. Oh. This is the thing on the monk of the Yudan period that he killed when he was in the Streamer Illusion Realm. After Mo Chong got this thing back then, he couldn't study it for a reason, so he put it in the corner of Qiankunna. Just now, the phalanges suddenly glowed, so he took them out to take a look.

"Yiwei year, Gengchen month, Renzi day......? Isn't this the day after tomorrow?" Looking at the thin silk in his hand, Mo Chong suddenly woke up. Look at the map drawn on the thin silk. The map, which had been vague just now, became clear, and the mountains and rivers were all clearly visible.

Mo Chong lowered his head and carefully looked at the map on the thin silk. I saw that at the bottom of the map, there was an extra spot the size of a grain of rice. Where the light point was, there was a wasteland, with a tall mountain peak in front of it and a large river winding on the left.

'Does this point of light refer to my location?'

Mo Chong's expression moved, and he looked up to see that there was indeed a tall mountain peak in front of him. Mo Chong lifted his figure and floated to a height of dozens of feet. Sure enough, there is a large river on the left-hand side. Mo Chong glanced around again, and saw mountains, rivers, forests, and grasslands, all of which were the same as the map in his hand. And in the center of the map, there is a red circle the size of a copper coin. Obviously, the whole map is stored to mark the red circle.

'What could be this place?'

Mo Chong frowned slightly. This thin silk and phalanges. The monk who died in his own hands back then obviously attached great importance to it. Mo Chong remembered that the man didn't even bring spirit stones at that time, but he still carried a box containing a thin silk and phalanges with him. Now that the date written on the thin silk is approaching, and the location is just ahead, why don't you go and find out?

Mo Chong's hesitation didn't last long, just in the blink of an eye, Mo Chong had already made a decision, and he sank and flew away in the direction marked on the map.

According to the records of other maps in his possession. There is nothing special about the place marked on the thin silk in his hand, and in Mo Chong's impression, the place marked by the thin silk does not have any ancient relics. This adds to its mystique.

What's more, the monk who died in his hands back then was not very powerful, and he dared to carry the map with him, so why didn't he dare to go? If he missed this time, he would have to wait another sixty years for the next Yiwei year, Gengchen month, and Renzi day. Wouldn't it be a pity that he couldn't get through the door? (To be continued......)