After saying goodbye to the old man who was the dragon head Da Taoguai, Yang Xiu and Hong Shixian began to climb on Shenming Mountain.

The two of them came to Shenming Mountain to find magic weapons, not to compete for climbing, so naturally the power of moving is useless.

It took more than half a day to climb up step by step, even if it was only halfway up the mountain.

It is said that it is halfway up the mountain, but in fact, it is based on the height of the clouds. It is not clear how high there is on the clouds.

However, after crossing this so-called "half-mountainside", fewer and fewer low-grade artifacts, and the proportion of medium-grade artifacts began to increase.

It is hard to imagine that there are so many magical artifacts that are expensive in the underworld.

Yang Xiu: "If all these magical artifacts were distributed, I'm afraid Heavenly Court and Da Leiyin Temple would not dare to have any ideas, right?"

Hong Shixian: "This is not necessarily the case."

Yang Xiu: "Oh, what do Junior Brother Hong have?"

Hong Shixian: "The spirit of the weapon only recognizes the master, but if the master dies, some spirits will choose to die with the master, and some spirits will choose to find a new master. Whether it is the Soul Palace or the Underworld, most members are performing tasks outside. If they die, this magic weapon will not be able to come back."

Hong Shixian said very seriously: "The resources of the six realms are not infinite after all. These magic weapons are made of rare things raised by heaven and earth. Many rare things can not be nurtured for thousands of years. Losing them in other planes is equivalent to sending out resources from the underworld!"

"This guy is right!"

At this moment, a man slowly walked out of the forest.

The man had white hair and was wearing white clothes. His face and facial features were very good. At first glance, he felt that the man was pleasing to the eye.

The man continued: "The magic weapons are all made of strange objects raised by heaven and earth, so they have such power. It is precisely because of this that after the magic weapons are damaged, everything will return to heaven and earth. This is the cycle of the six realms. But if my magic weapons in the underworld are destroyed by the fairy world and dissipate and return to the fairy world, it will be the luck of the fairy world and the resources of the fairy world."

Hong Shixian bowed: "Dare you ask me about this brother, who is Fengdu soul cultivator?"

The man was stunned and nodded: "Yes, how could the two friends come to this Shenming Mountain?"

Hong Shixian: "My brothers and brothers were ordered by the Ghost Emperor to come to this Shenming Mountain to find a magic weapon with destiny. How dare you ask about the name of the senior?"

The man: "Oh, just call me Mingxuan."

Hong Shixian: "Senior Mingxuan!"

Mingxuan asked, "Hey, why don't the junior brother behind you talk about his thoughts about this Shenming Mountain?"

Hong Shixian was stunned, and pointed to Yang Xiu with his body, saying, "Senior Mingxuan misunderstood. This is my senior brother, Yang Xiu!"

When Mingxuan saw Yang Xiu nodded politely, then his pupils shrank: "Soul Converges the Taoist body?"

Before, Ming Xuan was paying more attention to Hong Shixian.

The soul-abundance Taoist body will restrain the fluctuations of the soul, which is the most basic function of the body. In comparison, Hong Shixian, who has the Immortal and Underworld Divine Body, reveals a much stronger aura than Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiu smiled and said, "Hello, Senior Mingxuan, it's not that I didn't say it just now, but what he said is indeed very reasonable. Besides, I saw that the senior and my junior brother were having an odd chat, so I couldn't bear to interrupt."

Hong Shixian invited: "Senior came to this Shenming Mountain, just like us, they are all here to find magic weapons. Why not walk together?"

Ming Xuan's cultivation level cannot be seen through. With Hong Shixian's strength, when encountering this situation, either Ming Xuan is a useless person who cannot practice, or his cultivation level must be at the holy realm when he starts!

It is impossible for a useless soul cultivator to come from Shenming Mountain, so this must be a saint realm boss!

The high-level magic weapon of Shenming Mountain will take the initiative to attack cultivators. Inviting the immortal saints to be their companions will undoubtedly greatly ensure their own safety.

Ming Xuan smiled and said, "Well, meeting is fate, so let's go together."

Hong Shixian seemed very enthusiastic: "Come on, come on, Senior Mingxuan, please tell us about Fengdu."

Yang Xiu followed Ming Xuan silently.

He was a little confused.

Why did Ming Xuan remain so calm after knowing his name, and even his attention was rarely placed on him?

It's not Yang Xiu's boast.

The soul-abundance Taoist body in the early stage of the Daluotian Immortal Realm is only his only one in the last 100,000 years.

Even if Yang Xiu achieved the soul aggregate Taoist body, even if the news was blocked, he would definitely know as a holy soul cultivator in Fengdu.

However, Ming Xuan's attention was basically on Hong Shixian.

There must be something wrong with this.

However, Yang Xiu didn't think the other party would be hostile.

Where is this?

Fengdu!

What are Yang Xiu and Hong Shixian?

The crown prince!

Which soul cultivator dares to attack the Emperor in Fengdu?

In the dark, the Southern Emperor Du Ziren and the Northern Emperor Yang Yun left a trace of their original soul power.

If something is wrong, two ghost emperors will immediately arrive.

Even if Ming Xuan is impatient in his life, he has to consider his own methods.

Yang Xiu had some other ideas, but he didn't plan to make any move for the time being. Perhaps this was Hong Shixian's opportunity.

Ming Xuan did not introduce too much to Fengdu, but instead asked Hong Shixian many questions.

Hong Shixian made up his mind to let Mingxuan be a "bodyguard", so he basically said everything.

It’s true that Hong Shixian and Ming Xuan have a very close chat.

Seeing Ming Xuan's appearance, Yang Xiu probably had no malice, so he took out the wine and everyone chatted and walked while drinking some wine.

Yang Xiu dared not interfere with Hong Shixian's opportunity.

Other people’s things are others’, and their own things are their own.

The higher he walked, the more Yang Xiu paid attention to his surroundings.

The top-grade magical artifact is extraordinary, and its spirit is probably the same as that of humans. Moreover, the magic of illusion must be superb. Every flower, grass and tree may be a magic weapon!

After walking for a long time, the three of them finally encountered a real top-grade artifact.

It was by a stream, and there was a girl of 17 or 8 years old, washing her feet barefoot.

Hong Shixian stepped forward with a smile that thought he was kind and said:

"Little sister, aren't you afraid of danger when you play here alone? Do you like water? Do you want your brother to take you to see goldfish?"

"Wow……"

The little girl pursed her mouth and started to cry.

"Look at your bad looks!"

Yang Xiu pushed Hong Shixian away, picked up the little girl and coaxed him, "Don't cry, don't cry, brothers have no malice."

"Hey, can you really pick me up? Aren't you a soul cultivator?"

Unexpectedly, the little girl in Yang Xiu's arms stopped crying the next moment, and her little hand touched Yang Xiu's chest:

"Hey? This is, the soul-abundance Taoist body? Wow, little brother, you are so awesome. You have cultivated the soul-abundance Taoist body at such a young age, and you have a bright future!"
Chapter completed!