Next, Zhang Ling went into closed-door cultivation again, but he came out after two months because the Hidden Demon Valley was about to open in half a month.
The Hidden Demon Valley is a special place. Although humans have designated it as within the sphere of influence of Myriad Manifestation City, it is not human cultivators who control it, but transformed demons.
The Hidden Demon Valley is closed all year round, opening once every hundred years. It is said that there is also a secret realm within the valley, controlled by the demon forces.
Originally, it was not open to human cultivators, but the human high-level officials reached some kind of agreement with those transformed demons, so it was opened once every hundred years.
It will be open for a month at a time, and only to high-level human cultivators. Only those with cultivation bases reaching the Golden Core realm can enter.
It is said that there is a Myriad Demon City built by the demons inside. Human cultivators can only move around in the Myriad Demon City after entering. Although there are many restrictions, and humans cannot enter the secret realm inside, the demons will take out some special treasures to trade with human cultivators.
Every time it opens, a lot of spiritual objects will flow out, so it will attract a large number of high-level cultivators to trade with the demons.
Zhang Ling has been in Myriad Manifestation City for sixty or seventy years. He is quite excited to be able to catch up with the opening of the Hidden Demon Valley, and naturally wants to see it.
His second set of natal magic treasures is still missing the most core Loamstone, and some Celestial Star Stones to be successfully refined. Maybe he can find these special materials in it.
Next, he went to Myriad Manifestation City, peddled some unused materials and previously refined elixirs, as well as unused magic weapons in exchange for a lot of spirit stones.
And because the Hidden Demon Valley was about to open, Myriad Manifestation City was also quite lively. High-level cultivators could often be seen on the streets.
At the same time, some chambers of commerce in Myriad Manifestation City took advantage of this opportunity to hold several auctions, as well as high-level cultivator trading fairs.
Zhang Ling also participated in a few, although there were no major gains, but he also exchanged six or seven earth-attribute demon pills from the hands of other high-level cultivators. This also solved the elixir materials needed for the next ten years.
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This morning, as the sun just rose, on an island shrouded in mist, as the morning light shone, the mist on the island showed colorful colors, looking quite gorgeous.
This colored mist is a heavy miasma, which is highly poisonous. Qi Refining stage cultivators will definitely die if they enter it. Foundation Establishment cultivators will also find it difficult to retreat unscathed. Only those with strength above the Golden Core stage can resist it with their profound cultivation.
This island is the Hidden Demon Valley, located thousands of miles away from Myriad Manifestation City, covering an area of more than a thousand miles. From time to time, one can also see streaks of light of various colors falling on the periphery of the mist.
Zhang Ling was wearing a black robe and a hat, and also used secret techniques to transform himself into a thin and tall middle-aged man. At this time, he was standing on a black stone on the outermost periphery, looking at the streaks of light that flashed across the sky, and was amazed in his heart.
He had been here for more than two hours. By observing the high-level cultivators nearby, there were at least hundreds of them. And as time goes by, more and more people will come.
Suddenly, Zhang Ling seemed to sense something and looked up. He saw a dazzling golden light flashing from the horizon and arriving in front of him in the blink of an eye, then stopping in the sky above his head.
With a flash of golden light, a slightly fat blue-robed old Taoist appeared. This old man had white hair and beard, held a whisk in his hand, and rode a golden bird that exuded golden light all over his body.
This bird was covered in golden feathers, and its long neck raised and chirped a few times. This bird looked a bit like a crane, but Zhang Ling had never seen a crane with golden feathers. The aura on this golden crane was actually no weaker than that of a seventh-order demon beast.
He couldn't help but be shocked, and remembered the name of a Nascent Soul cultivator, "True Person Spirit Crane."
True Person Spirit Crane is an old monster whose strength has reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and also serves as the honorary elder of Myriad Manifestation City. The symbol of this great master is a crane with golden wings.
It is said that this person has lived for eight hundred years.
This great master was originally a collateral descendant of a small and medium-sized family. He was amazing when he tested his spiritual roots in his childhood. He tested out a single water-attribute spiritual root. This is a Heavenly Spiritual Root. The number of Heavenly Spiritual Root cultivators heard of in the entire Flowing Cloud Sea can be counted on one hand.
Afterwards, this person joined the Cangming Mountain, one of the top ten forces. It is said that he only cultivated for more than four hundred years before breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm.
He didn't expect this person to come to the Hidden Demon Valley as well. Looking at the Golden Feather Crane under him, Zhang Ling was sure that it was True Person Spirit Crane.
Could it be that there are also treasures he needs inside? Zhang Ling couldn't help but frowned and thought.
"Hehe, I didn't expect it was Brother Golden Feather who arrived. This king has been waiting for a long time."
Suddenly, a loud voice resounded in the sky. A dark green light flew out of the colored mist and stopped opposite the old Taoist.
True Person Spirit Crane is often also called True Person Golden Feather, which is not surprising.
As the dark green light dispersed, a short old man appeared. This old man held a dead wood crutch in his hand, hunched his back, but his head looked extremely large, and his hair was also dark green. His ears were also pointed, and a pair of sharp eagle eyes looked strange.
His hands also did not seem to be human palms, with dark nails and somewhat reddish skin.
"Blood Poison King, this poor Taoist pays his respects."
Facing this somewhat strange old man, True Person Spirit Crane did not show any surprise, but cupped his hands and asked with a smile. "Is this trading fair being supervised by you, Fellow Taoist?"
"Hehe, you are too kind, True Person. It is not this old man, but that fellow Red Fire King." The strange old man opened his mouth and laughed exaggeratedly, then shook his head.
Red Fire King!
True Person Spirit Crane frowned when he heard these three words, but instantly returned to his smiling appearance.
Every time the Hidden Demon Valley opens, the human race and the demon race will each send elders to supervise and maintain the peace between the two sides.
The old monster in front of him, the Poison Blood King, had supervised it once hundreds of years ago. True Person Spirit Crane did not dare to underestimate this old monster's strength. His true form was a Poison Blood Beast with a body full of poisonous blood, which could even poison Nascent Soul cultivators to death.
"True Person, please come with me into the valley. The Hidden Demon Valley has always been peaceful and nothing will happen. The rules are still the same, just leave it to the people below to take care of it. Coincidentally, there are a few fellow Taoists in the valley exchanging insights. True Person might even be able to see a few old friends."
"Oh, is that so? Then this old Taoist is very interested." True Person Spirit Crane's eyes lit up when he heard this.
In fact, the objects they supervise are not Golden Core cultivators, but those Nascent Soul old monsters.
After all, the Hidden Demon Valley is different from other places. Some human experts are also very interested, so both sides must maintain order and prevent some daring cultivators from causing trouble and destroying the peace.
"True Person, please."
"Please."
The two experts exchanged a few words, then turned into two streaks of light one after the other and disappeared into the colored mist.
