The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

Shen Zixuan thought for a moment, poured spiritual power into the flying sword, and gently waved it towards the entrance of the cave.

"Buzz!"

The flying sword made a slight sound and a sharp sword energy shot out, instantly piercing through the cave, revealing a passage wide enough for one person to pass through.

Shen Zixuan put away his flying sword and walked into the cave first.

Meng Wan and Shen Zihan followed closely behind. Old Man Qian hesitated for a moment, then followed in reluctantly.

The light in the cave was dim, and the air was filled with a damp smell of earth.

The cave is not very large. It is more like a cave than a cave.

Inside the cave, there lay a figure whose life or death was unknown. It was Hong Bo.

"Friend Hong!"

Shen Zixuan stepped forward quickly, but saw that Hong Bo's eyes were closed, his face was black, and his breath was weak. It was obvious that he had been seriously poisoned by the miasma.

"Brother Zixuan, what's wrong with him?" Meng Wan asked worriedly.

"He's been infected by miasma and is in critical condition!"

After hesitating for a moment, Shen Zixuan took out a jade bottle from his storage bag, poured out a pill to break the miasma, and gave it to Hong Bo to take.

The pill melted in his mouth and turned into a pure spiritual power, flowing through Hongbo's body and dispelling the erosion of the miasma.

After a while, Hong Bo's face finally regained a bit of color and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Cough cough..."

He coughed violently a few times and said weakly: "Brother Shen, you saved me..."

"Friend Hong, how do you feel?"

Hong Bo struggled to sit up, but Shen Zixuan raised his hand to stop him, "Fellow Daoist Hong, there is no need to be polite. Just breathe and recover first."

Hong Bo nodded, sat cross-legged, practiced his skills, and began to heal his wounds.

It was not until half an hour later that Hong Bo slowly opened his eyes and his complexion returned to normal.

"Thank you, Brother Shen, for saving my life." Hong Bo said gratefully.

"You're welcome. I'll charge you two thousand spirit stones for one of the miasma-breaking pills made by my Shen family. If you don't have enough spirit stones, I can use something of equivalent value to make up for it."

Shen Zixuan waved his hand and said generously.

Hong Bo's face froze, but he still obediently took the spirit stone and gave it to him.

Old Man Qian asked impatiently, "What happened to Brother Hong after he came down?"

When Hong Bo heard this, his expression suddenly turned ugly. He took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"As soon as I came down, I was attacked by a miasma beast and was poisoned by it...

I tried my best to escape from the miasma beast and fled all the way here to build this simple cave. But before I could send a message to you, I passed out."

As Hong Bo spoke, a trace of fear appeared on his face, "If you hadn't rescued me, I'm afraid I would..."

"I see."

Shen Zixuan nodded, "We have already explored it. There is nothing here that we are looking for. Since the miasma in your body has been cured, there is no need for you to stay here any longer."

Hong Bo nodded, supported his injured body, and followed the others.

When I walked out of the cave, it was already dark outside.

They followed the same path they had come, climbing carefully toward the top of the cliff. After having no dangers along the way, they finally managed to leave the cliff successfully.

Looking at the abyss in front of him and behind him, Old Man Qian couldn't help but shudder, "Fortunately, we are lucky enough to escape."

Shen Zixuan ignored his sigh and after a short rest, continued to lead everyone to the second place where the ancient cultivator's cave might exist.

In the blink of an eye, another three days passed and the five people arrived near a canyon.

"Old Qian, Brother Hong's injuries have not healed yet. It's your turn to explore the way this time."

When Old Man Qian heard this, he immediately looked embarrassed, "My legs and feet are not good..."

Just as he started, seeing Shen Zixuan's unhappy look, Old Man Qian wisely changed his words, "Then, I'll be back soon."

Old man Qian walked into the canyon tremblingly, looking back every few steps.

Everyone waited patiently near the canyon.

Half an hour later, Old Man Qian still hadn't come back.

Meng Wan nervously grasped the corner of Shen Zixuan's clothes, "Brother Zixuan, why hasn't Uncle Qian come back yet? Could he be in danger?"

Shen Zixuan looked at her gently, "There are dangers everywhere in the Tianheng Mountains. The sword in my hand can only protect you."

Meng Wan said coquettishly, it’s already this time and you’re still saying these sweet words.

"Run! Run! ..."

A rapid shout broke the charming atmosphere. Meng Wan turned her head to look at the entrance of the canyon and immediately frowned uneasily.

Old man Qian, who had disappeared at the fork in the road, suddenly ran back in a panic.

Shen Zixuan's face darkened and he asked sternly, "What happened?"

Old man Qian was breathing heavily, pointing at the fork in the road behind him, and speaking incoherently.

"Flying ants! So many flying ants! As soon as I got to the end, I saw a huge black mass. I was almost surrounded!"

"Flying ants?" Hong Bo frowned, "But what about the six-winged flying ants?"

Old man Qian nodded repeatedly, still in shock.

"It's those six-winged flying ants! They're small, but they come in groups and are extremely poisonous. If you're surrounded by them, it's fatal!"

When everyone heard this, their faces turned a little ugly.

They had also heard of the name of the six-winged flying ants. Although the cultivation level of this monster was not high, it appeared in groups and was poisonous. Even cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage did not dare to provoke it easily.

"Brother Zixuan, what should we do?" Meng Wan was a little flustered.

"Run! Sister Wan'er, I'm sorry!"

After Shen Zixuan finished speaking, he pulled Meng Wan over, carried her on his back, and ran outside.

Meng Wan exclaimed and leaned on his back helplessly.

Seeing this, Shen Zihan rolled her eyes speechlessly and followed the two men to escape.

"Buzz..."

The buzzing sound was faint at first, but as time went on, it grew louder and louder, as if it were ringing in everyone's ears.

Behind the crowd was a black swarm of ants.

Hundreds of six-winged flying ants hovered in the air, each one was the size of a fist.

There was a faint light on their pitch-black shells, and the poisonous needles on their tails flashed coldly, making them look hideous and terrifying.

"Oh no, those six-winged flying ants are chasing us!"

Hong Bo frowned, "They fly very fast and hold grudges. I'm afraid they won't let us go easily."

Shen Zixuan turned his head and looked behind him, and saw a swarm of flying ants approaching.

"Get ready to fight!"

Shen Zixuan took a deep breath, put Meng Wan down, and gave instructions very quickly.

"Sister Wan'er, you stay here and use long-range fire magic to attack. Don't get close to the ant colony!"

Meng Wan nodded and watched Shen Zixuan and others turn around and face the ant colony.

The six-winged flying ants are afraid of fire, so Shen Zixuan abandoned his usual long sword and used fire magic to attack instead.

The flames in his hands surged and turned into a wall of fire, burning the first few flying ants into ashes.

However, there were too many six-winged flying ants and the wall of fire was quickly overwhelmed.

The spiritual power in everyone's body is limited, and it is still too much of a struggle to face hundreds of six-winged flying ants.

"Brother Shen, this is not a solution. Sooner or later, we will be exhausted to death here!"

Hong Bo shouted loudly while resisting the attack of flying ants.