The Black Lotus Appears Again

"No wonder the Ouyang Family's Golden Core Ancestor hid this <Medicine Sect Canon>. If this book were to circulate, it would likely cause great chaos in the world..."

Chen Changming kept his head down, his expression constantly shifting.

The Medicine Sect must have been a very powerful force back then, considering that even Golden Core experts participated in the war that wiped them out.

In this battle, many Golden Core experts must have perished, which is why the Medicine Sect was wiped out.

However, it must be said that the Medicine Sect was also cunning, having multiple hideouts in the Savage Wilderness where they secretly experimented with the Demon Spirit Vine and Demon Spirit Tree. Unfortunately, they were too unlucky and were devoured by the Demon Spirit Tree, which consumed everyone at the hideout.

It was all for naught, like trying to draw water with a bamboo basket.

In Chen Changming's current impression, the Medicine Sect should be quite powerful.

A Medicine Sect that never lacks elixirs and appears ambitious should have no shortage of experts.

Now that he possessed the supreme manual of the Medicine Sect, Chen Changming's courage grew considerably. He planned to make a breakthrough in alchemy before continuing his cultivation.

Next.

He began to study the Pill Control Technique.

It took him a month to fully comprehend this method of Divine Sense.

"Going to Cangwu City to buy Chicken Blood Grass is a bit far, how about we see if we can find any in Yellow Sprout Mountain..."

Chen Changming stood up and flew out of the cave abode.

He searched along the way and found a few scattered pieces of Chicken Blood Grass, which he eventually picked and stored in his Storage Ring.

Picking herbs can be addictive, especially for a rogue cultivator like Chen Changming who is short of money. After a few hours, he roughly calculated that he had picked over a thousand Chicken Blood Grass.

Converted into Spirit Stone, that's a hundred pieces, quite a haul.

This greatly encouraged Chen Changming, who decided to continue picking until dark before returning to his cave abode.

As we flew over a cliff, we suddenly heard a series of booming sounds coming from underground.

Chen Changming looked down and found that he was in a deep canyon. The canyon was very deep, and the rumbling sound was coming from here.

"Chicken Blood Grass?"

When Chen Changming saw patches of Chicken Blood Grass growing on both sides of the canyon, he was immediately excited. He hadn't expected that so much Chicken Blood Grass would grow here.

He flew down and began to pick them.

As he picked the fruit, he continued to descend, getting deeper and deeper into the canyon.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, it's you?"

A voice suddenly echoed from the deep canyon.

Song Xi?

Chen Changming was taken aback, not expecting Song Xi to be deep in this canyon.

Just as he was astonished, a simple, honest voice suddenly rang out from the canyon. "Fellow Daoist Ning, this humble monk Yuanjue, please come and lend us a hand..."

Upon hearing Master Yuanjue's voice, Chen Changming immediately understood. It seemed that they had been trying to break the formation of this ancient ruin for so long without success.

Chen Changming hesitated for a moment, then flew over in the direction of the sound.

Flying deep into the canyon, there was a dark crevice more than a meter wide. Chen Changming flew in alone and found that at the end was a tunnel, where a burly monk was standing at the entrance, smiling to greet him.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, it's been many years! I didn't expect you to be as dashing as ever!"

Master Yuanjue clasped his hands together and smiled.

Glancing at the monk, Chen Changming was astonished to find that after fifteen years, the monk had already broken through to the tenth level of the Foundation Establishment. He thought to himself, "This monk's talent is too good! His cultivation speed is so fast!"

"I am deeply ashamed to have troubled you, Master, to personally come out to greet me..."

"Fellow Daoist Ning, please follow me."

Master Yuanjue smiled, turned around, and led the way.

The two walked along the tunnel for a while, making several turns, and finally entered a very large Earth Cave.

There were quite a few cultivators inside the Earth Cave, numbering more than thirty.

So many people?

Chen Changming was startled. According to Song Xi, Master Yuanjue shouldn't have invited many people.

Boom!

Light flashed, followed by a series of booming sounds.

At this moment, everyone is attacking a formation in the Earth Cave. Inside the formation is a Bronze Gate, tightly closed.

After Master Yuanjue brought Chen Changming to the group, he leaped in front of them and continued attacking the great formation.

Seeing Song Xi standing behind the group, Chen Changming quickly walked over.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, you probably didn't receive an invitation, did you?"

While attacking, Song Xi asked telepathically.

Chen Changming shook his head and said, "No, I was just picking Chicken Blood Grass and happened to pass by here..."

"The first time there weren't so many people, only about ten, but after ten days there was still no movement, so we invited another group of independent cultivators from Yellow Sprout Mountain. All of them were at least at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment."

Song Xi said in secret.

Chen Changming suddenly realized that his cultivation level was a bit low, which was why he wasn't invited a second time.

I happened to be there today while picking herbs.

After all, he had met Master Yuanjue at Wu Daozi's place, so he invited him down to help break the formation.

Upon seeing the Bronze Gate tightly closed, Chen Changming was unexpectedly filled with a desire to explore. His initial lack of interest had changed after arriving at this place.

He was eager to know what treasures lay beyond the bronze door.

Seeing that everyone was using Law Treasure or Flying Sword, Chen Changming also summoned the Geng-Gold Sword and joined the attack formation.

Upon seeing that Chen Changming was actually a metal-type sword cultivator, Master Yuanjue was slightly taken aback, but his gaze immediately turned indifferent, as if he were looking down at an ant beneath his feet.

Jiang Chenggu and he exchanged a glance, quickly conveying a meaningful look.

Boom boom...

The roaring sounds were incessant as numerous rogue cultivators from Yellow Sprout Mountain continued to attack the array Bronze Gate. The light barrier began to tremble, its light flickering.

"Fellow Daoists, this formation is about to break."

Master Yuanjue shouted.

The group's spirits lifted, and they immediately increased the frequency of their attacks.

Boom!

Half an incense stick later, the formation shattered with a deafening roar.

Master Yuanjue and Jiang Chenggu took the lead, pushing open the Bronze Gate and flying inside first.

Other independent cultivators filed in.

Chen Changming followed at the back of the crowd, his expression calm and unhurried.

He wasn't in a hurry at all.

Even if there are treasures in these ancient ruins, how can they be divided among so many people? It's impossible to divide them equally; there will have to be a fight to determine who is superior before ownership can be confirmed.

After entering the Bronze Gate, a pool of water suddenly appeared, blocking everyone's path.

The pond was filled with black lotus flowers, each as big as a washbasin. The black lotus leaves, like dark hands reaching out from the night, swayed gently, as if silently beckoning something.

The petals of these black lotuses are covered with strange dark red patterns, like streaks of blood winding through the night, exuding a chilling beauty.

Beside the pond, several ancient stone tablets are half-submerged in the water, with indistinct inscriptions on them, seemingly warning future generations that this Black Lotus Pond is no ordinary place.

"This is..."

Everyone was stunned; they had never seen a black lotus in their lives.

A burly Foundation Establishment cultivator at the eighth level frowned and said in a low voice, "I have never seen these black lotuses in any ancient texts. Their existence seems to defy common sense, and we should treat them with caution."

Everyone was startled.

Beyond the Black Lotus Pond, a Black Mist shrouded the area, resembling a formation that obscured what lay beyond.