There is also spring for passers-by

The one who performed the water knife technique was a beautiful woman in red. When she heard the voice, she was distracted for a moment and stared at Wen Wan in front of her. Her appearance was not particularly outstanding, but the more she looked at her, the more she liked her.

"You two-legged beast are so unreasonable. You rely on yourself as a powerful monk to intrude into our territory?"

"Your territory? This immortal palace is inscribed with your name. Would you, the water race, build a cave on land? The architectural style of the immortal palace is clearly that of a human immortal. If he wants to leave resources to those who come after him, it's for us human cultivators."

As she spoke, she collected three water spirit root saplings into the space inside her body, waved her palm, and transformed into a fire dragon, which turned the water spirit root trees that the carp demon had cut down into ashes. She collected a lot of soil from the ashes.

The Dragon King flashed and brandished a sword: "Hand over the top-grade golden fairy fruit, or you will not be able to leave today."

"If it's a barter, we can still talk about it. But if you want to fight me, I won't be afraid even of the Lotus Lake Dragon King!"

Prime Minister Turtle said sternly, "The Dragon King has lived for over 8,600 years and reached the level of a Demon King three thousand years ago. You, however, are only at the early stages of the Nascent Soul stage. If you know what's good for you, you should obediently hand over all your top-grade immortal fruits, herbs, and elixirs."

"What I picked is mine. It's not that easy to rob me!"

Wenwan's aura was very strong. There was not a single spiritual root fruit left. The closer the fruit was to the top of the tree, the higher the grade. The golden spiritual root fruit had reached the highest grade fairy fruit. Among the five elements of spiritual root fruit trees, it was the only tree that produced the highest grade fairy fruit. The fire spiritual root fruit was the next highest grade, and the earth, wood and water spiritual root fruit trees all produced lower grade fairy fruit.

Although it is a low-grade immortal fruit, it is extremely rare.

The Dragon King waved his sword, and a sword appeared. His graceful slender fingers danced, creating a time-stopping spell. All the beasts, demons, and spirit beasts trapped in this spell were frozen.

Wen Wan could only trap them for five minutes, but that was enough for her.

"033, scan the Dragon King. I want to rob him of all his resources!"

033: The dragon-head pendant on his waist is a Nahubei, and all his resources are stored in it.

Wen Wan pulled off the dragon head pendant of the Dragon King.

033: Host, the sword in the hands of the Lotus Lake Dragon King is called the Sun-Moon Dragon Abyss Sword, which is a top-grade immortal sword.

Robbed!

033: Prime Minister Turtle’s shell ring is Nahebei.

033: A tiger shell headband, a sachet on the waist, and a big ring on the hand.

With the 033 scan, Wen Wan robbed all the big monsters here in one breath. After completing the robbery, she immediately ran to the cave. The furniture inside was in a mess, the porcelain bottles were broken, and there was no good thing except a broken zither with broken strings. There were only torn pages on the floor in the study.

Not expecting any inheritance, 033 scanned and found nothing useful. Wen Wan directly tore through the void and left the Immortal Mansion. She was foolish enough to go through the main gate, but the main gate was blocked by a group of beast monsters.

Wen Wan used the space jumping technique and returned to Cangjian Valley after five consecutive jumps.

"The host was lucky this time. The last jump was at 50% of the spiritual power in the Poison Mist Pond, and he jumped back to the Hidden Sword Valley in an instant."

"I can't leave for now, and I've provoked the demon cultivators in the forest. I'll practice here first."

“But this is a place of absolute spiritual power, and the host is a spiritual practitioner.”

"It's coming. You have to close the secret realm before you can be ejected."

Wen Wan held the Taiyi Sword in her hand and practiced the sword moves and styles taught to her by the Sword Saint from beginning to end, once, twice...

When he was tired, he would take a rest in the magic house. When he was hungry, he would eat the fairy fruit. When he had time, he would also tidy up the herb garden, fairy fruit garden, lotus pond, etc. in the space inside his body.

That day, she heard a burst of screams and heard ten people falling from the sky like dumplings.

Needless to say, another group of people came in from the alternative entrance of Wudaotai.

The team leader was Lao Liu Wangxing, who felt a little embarrassed when he saw Wen Wan.

"Junior...Junior Sister is here too?"

"Sixth Senior Brother brought people in. Do the uncles and uncles agree?"

"This is the order from the Sect Master."

Wen Wan asked, "Didn't the headmaster uncle go into the sword tomb with the master?"

"Grandmaster, Sect Leader, Uncle-Master, and Master have all gone out. Uncle-Master is guarding the Sword Grave Valley, and Master is guarding the Enlightenment Platform."

Without their consent, the direct disciples of Wanjian Peak would not dare to bring anyone in.

Wen Wan asked, "When will it close this time?"

"Not long after Junior Sister came in, they left."

Long Yi patted his robes, and a disciple fawningly helped him straighten them. "How strange! A few days ago, when the secret realm closed, everyone was ejected, and it seems she wasn't seen coming out of the Sword Grave Valley then. There's no way anyone ejected from the secret realm would be exempt. How did she stay? They were the first group in."

It would consume too many immortal crystals to enter from the Sword Tomb Valley, and this time only elite sword-cultivating disciples would be sent in, a total of only fifty people, who would enter in batches.

After Long Yi returned, he kept hearing about Fairy Wuque. Everyone said that she was the number one loser. Considering the actions of Sword Saint and Wuqing, it was possible to accept her as a nominal disciple for the sake of Buddha's kindness, but it was absolutely impossible to accept her as a true disciple.

Now it seems that she is not simple at all.

You can make friends with this woman, but you can't offend her.

Wen Wan could hear their thoughts.

Long Yi approached: "It is indeed a good idea for Junior Sister Wuque to practice here."

Wen Wan heard a secret voice transmission: "Our sect's classics record that the Hidden Sword Valley has the power of the sword law. If you comprehend the sword here, you will have the hope of opening the sword law space."

Long Yi guessed that she was extraordinary and wanted to make friends with her.

Wen Wan didn't want to be favored like this, so she replied with a secret technique, "Thank you for telling me! Senior Brother Long Yi entered the secret realm to use his body as a furnace to refine his natal sword, right?"

"That's right, please give me some pointers, Junior Sister."

"Enter the Golden Desert and cultivate within it. Absorb the energy you need into your Dantian, just like cultivating a golden elixir. Then, you can condense a sword pill. When the sword pill is completed, give it a name. Once the name is given, sacrifice it with your heart's blood, and your natal sword will be completed!"

"In my early years, I once entered the Golden Desert. I have ice spiritual roots, but there is gold and fire spiritual power there, but no ice spiritual power."

"I have both the Five Elements spiritual power and the Ice, Thunder, and Wind spiritual power. Compared to the Five Elements spiritual power, the Ice, Thunder, and Wind spiritual power appears for a shorter time, usually only half an hour. In the early morning there is wood, at noon there is fire, in the afternoon there is metal, at night there is water, and at midnight there is ice. However, it is not always the same, and sometimes the time of appearance will change..."

"Thank you for your guidance, Junior Sister."

Before the group walked three miles, someone fell from the sky again.

Wen Wan was standing on the top of the mountain practicing sword. It seemed that there were several more waves of people coming.

It was not until the third wave that I saw Wang Yan and ten other female swordsmen. The last time I saw the Golden Desert, I was ejected before it even started.

Who would have thought that the maps of the Golden Desert and Cangjian Valley were wrong, and the directions had changed long ago, causing them to spend a few more days. This time, the ancestors gave them the nearest route map, and they could enter the Golden Desert in just one day.

The last wave of sword cultivators were all powerful ones in the Spirit Transformation and Fusion stages. As soon as they came in, two of them left together. They saw Wen Wan sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain regulating her breathing, and they exchanged glances.

"When did Wuque come in? She wasn't among the fifty people."

"She didn't go out last time."

"The secret realm is open for only nine days. When it closes, everyone will be ejected."