Survive, the rules of rebirth for the villain witch

Medicine garden.

It covers a vast area.

Over the past ten thousand years, many spiritual herbs have grown into towering trees.

Walking in the medicinal garden is no different from walking in a vast mountain forest.

Although no human figures were seen, one could feel countless different auras moving through the forest, and both immortal cultivators and demon cultivators were scrambling to pick spiritual herbs.

Youhuang ignored those rare and ancient spiritual herbs, and just put the bathing spiritual grass, life-giving fruit, red face fruit, longevity fruit, etc., low-level spiritual herbs and fruits that even ordinary cultivators looked down upon, into the ring.

Finally, the female disciple of Shengyin Pavilion couldn't bear to see it anymore and couldn't help but remind her: "Little sister, you picked only low-level spiritual herbs and fruits. The ones over there are the good stuff."

You Huang was a little surprised, but after coming to his senses, he smiled and said, "I have no sect or school, and my cultivation is low. I can't protect myself if I take it out, and it will bring disaster upon me. It's better for me to pick low-level spiritual herbs and fruits and sell them in the human world to exchange for some spiritual stones for cultivation."

"You can join the Holy Sound Pavilion."

The female disciple of Shengyin Pavilion said something shocking, and the disciples from the nearby major sects all looked over in surprise.

They are not fools. The little girl must have extraordinary qualifications to be invited by the disciples of Shengyin Pavilion to join the sect. How could they miss such a person?

"Little sister, learning music is very troublesome. Why don't you come to my Yuling Sect?" A disciple of the Yuling Sect immediately said, "Small animals are so cute. Give them food and they will take the initiative to be nice to you."

"Don't listen to it. Taking care of small animals is dirty and tiring. Why not come to my Sword Sect and live a carefree life?"

"Practicing sword skills is also very tiring." The Yuling Sect disciple continued, "If you go to Jianfeng to ask for a sword, what if you run into Senior Jianfeng who is in a bad mood and gives you a useless sword? Wouldn't you be laughed at by the world?

"Are you so direct and casual in accepting disciples now?"

Youhuang was stunned, and when he came to his senses, he asked the other party, "Hasn't one had to go through an assessment to join the immortal sect?"

The female disciple of Shengyin Pavilion said with a smile: "You are different from others. You are already in the foundation-building stage. Why do you still need to take the test? If you are willing, you can directly join Shengyin Pavilion."

"Thank you for your kindness. I have unfinished business in the mortal world and I don't plan to join the immortal sect for the time being." You Huang tactfully rejected the other party's invitation: "I have picked all the spiritual herbs and fruits that you need. Let's go over there and rest for a while. You are the main students of Shengyin Pavilion, so you should pick more Qingyu fruits, which are very helpful for hearing."

No one expected Youhuang to refuse, but thinking of her superb swordsmanship, the female disciple of Shengyin Pavilion didn't say anything. She nodded and continued to walk deeper.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and said, "My name is Yin Chen Jue, we'll meet again if we're destined to!"

"Youhuang, see you again if we're lucky!"

Yin is the Yin of the master's Shengyin Pavilion. Youhuang has no master, he just reported the name.

Yin Chenjue smiled, turned around and continued walking forward. You Huang said goodbye to the people nearby and turned to walk in another direction.

Of course, she had never thought about leaving the medicine garden. Compared with other places, the medicine garden was relatively more hidden and safe, so finding a place to hide was not a problem.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance wafted over. Youhuang took a deep breath and suddenly felt her meridians relaxed. This familiar feeling reminded her of the spiritual fruit, the Immortal Crossing Fruit, which was a rare treasure even in the eyes of the strong men in the Earthly Immortal Realm.

If I could have eaten one before I passed the tribulation in my previous life, I wouldn't have to live this life again.

The Duling Fruit is so rare that it cannot be planted. It relies on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to grow the saplings. Whether it can bear fruit when it grows up is said to depend entirely on two words - chance.

Now, on the edge of the wilderness, there is an ancient tomb built on an ancient battlefield and a medicinal garden planted by humans, but some immortal fruits have not yet matured. If a war really breaks out today, I'm afraid it will be inevitable. I don't know how many cultivators will die.

Youhuang also wants the Immortal Fruit, but he needs a life to get it, so he quickly finds a good spot to watch the show.

I walked quietly forward following the strange fragrance. I didn't know how long I had walked, but I arrived at the end of the medicine garden, a cliff with no grass growing.

There was a black swamp below the cliff, in the middle of which stood a green tree more than ten feet tall, with a trunk thicker than a large round table. Many monks were fighting on the tree, and their target was naturally the unique Immortal Fruit on the tree crown.

God was really kind to her, allowing her to see the ripe Xiandu fruit again.

Unfortunately, she only had the foundation-building cultivation level in this life. Not to mention competing with everyone for the immortal fruit, with her level of cultivation, she couldn't even get close to the tree.

Looking around, he found several large stone tablets on the edge of the cliff. Youhuang hid behind one of the stone tablets without hesitation and watched the cultivators from the immortal and demon worlds fighting while climbing up.

There is only one Immortal Fruit, but there are as many people trying to get it as an ant colony.

From top to bottom, there were people standing on every branch of the fairy tree, and everyone was trying desperately to climb up.

Youhuang's eyesight was not bad and he could see clearly the faces of everyone in the tree, but he could not see the masked man and Ranhai.

Logically speaking, they shouldn't have missed such a treasure. Could it be that there were treasures in the ancient tomb that were more important and precious than the Immortal Fruit? What on earth was more precious than the Immortal Fruit?

Considering the purpose of the masked man coming to the ancient tomb, even if he came specifically to find the artifact, there is only one Immortal Fruit!

The artifact would not disappear if it was found later, but if the Immortal Fruit was gone, she would have to wait tens of thousands of years. If she had the ability, she would definitely grab the Immortal Fruit first and then slowly look for the artifact.

Thinking of this, Youhuang suddenly understood why the demon cultivator wanted to build a tomb here.

Because of the great war between gods and demons a hundred thousand years ago, the remaining power of the demon fairy gave birth to a sapling of the Immortal Fruit.

Ten thousand years ago, people from the demon world accidentally discovered the sapling of the Immortal Fruit tree. In order to prevent others from discovering it and to monopolize the Immortal Fruit, the powerful demon cultivator built a tomb on it.

Youhuang's gaze fell on the water and he looked deeper and deeper, trying to see what was underneath.

Suddenly, someone tapped his shoulder. You Huang thought it was Yin Chen Jue, so he said without turning his head, "With our cultivation level, we can't even fly over the water, let alone climb up the fairy tree. You'd better just stay here and watch the show with me."

Not hearing Yin Chenjue say anything, You Huang thought she agreed and continued to squat behind the stone tablet to watch the battle.

As a result, when he was about to continue looking at the bottom of the water, he was patted on the shoulder again. You Huang said impatiently: "I've already told you that we can't get through it with our cultivation level. It's useless even if you pat my shoulder to pieces."

"Oh, by the way, do you know whose demon lord's tomb this is?"

Anyone who can build a mausoleum of this scale must be at least a Demon Lord at the Human Emperor level, which is equivalent to a cultivator at the Earth Immortal level.

How could he die so easily when he has reached this state? Could he be hiding under the water? Hiss... Youhuang's shoulder was hit hard, and she almost cried out in pain.

She turned around angrily and found that there was no Yin Chen Jue behind her, but... When she saw clearly what was patting her shoulder, You Huang's whole face changed. She didn't even think about getting up and ran away as fast as if she had seen a ghost.

Damn it...

How did this thing get out?