Family cultivation: a psychic mirror at the beginning

"Sister Shuang'er, what are you doing?"

Sun Fenglin stepped forward and asked curiously.

"This is evil-proof money, which can absorb the evil spirit from this walking corpse, so as to find out where this walking corpse came from.

As long as we find the origin of this walking corpse, we should be able to find the evil cult members of the Gu God hiding in Izumo Mountain. "

Liu Yanshuang responded, took the evil-proofing coin and hung it on her waist again.

When Sun Fenglin heard this, he nodded secretly, and couldn't help but envy the Liu family in Yuncang for having such a treasure that could be traced.

"Let's go!"

Liu Yanshuang hung up the money to ward off evil spirits and smiled sweetly.

Chang Yuan and Xiao Shan understood this and immediately went to mobilize their troops, preparing to follow them into the mountains to search.

Liu Yanshuang and her brother Yan Tian also left the camp together.

"Brother Feng Lin, the copper coins on that little girl's body..."

Sun Fengli looked at Liu Yanshuang leaving with a trace of fire in his eyes.

"Have you not been taught enough lessons before?"

Upon hearing his brother's words, Sun Fenglin frowned and scolded him coldly.

Hearing this, Sun Fengli couldn't help but look embarrassed, said nothing more, and had to give up the idea of ​​taking it by force.

"But, having said that, Brother Yan Tian's cultivation strength is far stronger than before!"

Sun Fenglin murmured to himself solemnly.

Thinking back to the time when Liu Yantian made his brother unable to move just by overwhelming others, even now, he can't help but be shocked in his heart.

"Sooner or later I will surpass him!"

On the side, Sun Fengli said through gritted teeth.

"Stop talking about this, pack your things. Later, prepare to go into the mountains."

"Brother Yan Tian, ​​the guy named Sun Fengli just now is really annoying."

As soon as she came out of the camp, Liu Yanshuang puffed out her cheeks and said something angrily.

"Young and energetic, it is inevitable that you will have a competitive spirit."

"But Brother Yan Tian is not like this!"

"Thousands of people with thousands of faces!"

Liu Yantian smiled gently.

"Also, just now I took out the money to ward off evil spirits and told me the function of the money. Just now, Sun Fengli also looked greedy and wanted to snatch it away.

Although he tried his best to suppress it, Shuang'er could still see it clearly. "

"I know this too."

"Later, when we enter the mountains, you and I must not rush to the front. Otherwise, we will be injured, lose our combat power, and let others take advantage of us."

"Yeah! I know this."

Liu Yanshuang nodded obediently.

In the huge camp, Chang Yuan and Xiao Shan organized two thousand elite soldiers and confirmed that everyone was equipped with shields, crossbows, swords, halberds, etc., and then ordered them to follow Liu Yanshuang's instructions and head straight into the depths of Izumo Mountain. March everywhere.

Izumo Mountain is located at the junction of Yuncang County and Lanlin County.

This mountain stretches and covers a very large area. Looking down from a high altitude, it looks like a giant dragon sleeping here, with no end as far as the eye can see.

There are clouds, fog and miasma in the mountains, and there are more poisonous insects and fierce creatures.

Rumor has it that there are some demons and spirits lurking deep inside the mountains, which specialize in eating the hunters and hunters who enter the mountains.

And one thing that is more widely spread among the people of Yuncang County and Lanlin County is that there is an ancient battlefield deep in Izumo Mountain.

Legend has it that it was a battlefield opened by two tribes a hundred years ago to compete for the resources in Izumo Mountain.

That battle lasted for five years.

The warriors of the two tribes suffered heavy casualties, and their bones were buried deep in the ancient battlefield.

Over time, that area became a place of overwhelming resentment, and the poisonous miasma was so thick that ordinary people did not dare to approach it easily. Otherwise, miasma will enter the body, which can range from a serious illness that depletes Yang Yuan to a serious illness in which the internal organs fail and kill the person on the spot.

"Ancient battlefield?"

Liu Yantian couldn't help but be stunned when he listened to Chang Yuan's story.

This was the first time he heard about an ancient battlefield deep in Izumo Mountain.

“Yes, this is a story passed down from generation to generation by many older generations in our Yuncang County.

However, no one knows whether the so-called ancient battlefield exists in the deep mountains, and everything is just a legend. "

A smile appeared on Chang Yuan's resolute face.

"If that ancient battlefield really exists, it is enough to prove that there must be a large number of corpses in it. The Gu God Cult cult members who appeared in Izuyun Mountain this time are good at raising corpse Gu.

Such a sinister place must be the best place to raise Gu for the evil cult members. "

After listening to Chang Yuan's story about the legend of the ancient battlefield, Liu Yantian analyzed it secretly.

"Although the analysis of the little immortal master is very reasonable, it is difficult to say whether such an ancient battlefield really exists."

Chang Yuan responded with a flattering look.

Hearing this, Liu Yantian said no more. All he had to do was wait for his sister Shuang'er's money to ward off evil spirits to find the whereabouts of the walking corpse.

As long as we find the origin of the walking corpse, everything may become clear.

"It's been almost two days since we entered the mountain. How far are we still? Little sister, is that evil-warming money you have on you not working at all?"

Sun Fengli, who was following the team, looked at Liu Yanshuang who was leading the way and said slightly impatiently.

"Shut up!"

On the side, when Sun Fenglin saw his cousin, his head began to twitch again, and he immediately scolded him in a low voice.

He really didn't want his relationship with Liu Yantian and Liu Yanshuang to become tense because of his cousin.

Hearing his brother Feng Lin's scolding, Sun Fengli had no choice but to shut up.

"Brother, miasma!"

At this time, Sun Fengxuan, who had always been taciturn, stared at the vast mountains and forests ahead, filled with thick fog, and spoke out a reminder.

Liu Yanshuang and Liu Yantian in front had already stopped and did not continue to go deeper into the thick fog ahead.

Obviously, they both discovered the existence of the miasma early on.

Although they are all immortal cultivators, this miasma does not have much impact on them. However, once too much miasma is inhaled, it will still have a slight impact on the operation of their spiritual power.

In the fight between immortal cultivators, one must keep oneself in peak condition at all times.

Once one's own strength is exerted, even if it has a slight impact, it will be fatal in a life-and-death fight.

"Master Chang, take out all the herbs and let everyone hold them in their mouths. This can be used to resist the miasma ahead."

Liu Yantian looked back at Chang Yuan behind him and gave instructions.

"Little Immortal Master, I understand, I understand!"

Chang Yuan took the order and immediately ordered a thousand elite soldiers under his command to take out the 'shamrock' and hold it in his mouth.

‘Clover’ is a special herbal medicine that has the effect of refreshing the mind and improving vision. If you hold it in your mouth, the fresh air it releases can block the invasion of miasma in the deep mountains and jungles and prevent the human body from being harmed.

"Master Xiao, we are also ready."

Sun Fenglin also quickly issued the order.

Xiao Shan took the order and asked his elite soldiers to swallow a piece of 'shamrock'. Then, he continued to go deeper into the miasma-filled and turbulent place ahead.

"Brother Yan Tian, ​​do you feel it?"

As soon as she entered the thick fog, Liu Yanshuang whispered.

"Yeah! The evil spirit, the very strong evil spirit, is not far ahead."

Liu Yantian's consciousness has been released, and he is alert to the changes in his surroundings.

At this time, his consciousness had already detected the end of the thick fog, and there were wisps of sinister aura floating in the distance.

As for Liu Yanshuang, she also noticed the cold evil aura coming from the front, and the evil-warming money around her waist was beating more and more fiercely at this moment.

It was obvious that the walking corpse that had killed more than a dozen members of the Lanlin Sun clan had its origin not far ahead.

"Fengxuan, Fengli, get ready, we should be right up ahead!"

Sun Fenglin also relied on his spiritual consciousness to detect the evil aura faintly drifting from the end of the thick fog, and decisively reminded his two brothers.

As for Chang Yuan and Xiao Shan, after seeing the solemn expressions of Liu Yanshuang and others, they both silently clenched the swords in their hands.

Among the elite soldiers following closely behind them, some held their swords tightly, some held their shields tightly, and others placed arrows on their bow strings to ensure they could be fired at any time.

After passing through the thick fog and miasma that shrouded the mountain forest, Liu Yanshuang and others suddenly saw the light.

Stand on a slope and look down.

What came into view was a huge pit with no end in sight. Broken corpses were piled up in the pit.

There were decayed and worn-out weapons everywhere, including knives, spears, swords, halberds, etc., as well as many shields broken into pieces.

At the end of the pit, there are two towering mountains, and in the middle is a canyon that can accommodate six carriages and horses.

And in the canyon, there were countless corpses piled up, some of which had long been turned into white bones, and some of which still had skin and flesh as dry as tree bark.

The countless corpses and the endless old weapons were telling Liu Yanshuang and others silently that this was an ancient battlefield with an extremely long history.

Silently crying to them about the cruelty and cold blood of war.