These black muds look dirty, but they contain very rich spiritual power and fluctuations of lightning. They are obviously not ordinary soil.

Yang Feng looked at the black mud and said to himself: "Thunder rare earth!"

In order to cultivate various spiritual herbs, Yang Feng has been studying the allocation methods of various soils over the years, and his understanding of soil can be considered as a master's level.

This thunder rare earth is a very precious soil, and the spiritual herb used to cultivate thunder attributes is the best soil.

However, this kind of soil configuration method has long been lost. Yang Feng had searched for it before, but he has never found it. I didn't expect that there was something here.

Yang Feng waved his hand, and golden lightning flashed, and two bean soldiers emerged.

Yang Feng took out two storage bags and threw them to Dou Bing and said, "Carry out the soil!"

The two bean soldiers took the storage bag and turned away, quickly starting to collect the soil here.

When the Fire Ancestor saw Yang Feng's actions, he waved his hand and emitted a light, gathering up the mud beside him.

Lu Yu frowned, as if he was very disgusted with the purple mud and did not take it into charge.

Yang Feng glanced at the Fire Ancestor, turned his eyes, and then looked at the middle of the medicine field.

There is another purple light shield, which is a hemispherical shape that covers the spiritual field.

Yang Feng's body moved and flew over, and Lu Yu followed.

When the Fire Ancestor saw the actions of the two people, he ignored the collection of thunder rare earths and hurriedly followed.

This purple light shield is exactly the same as the purple lightning restriction outside, but it looks much thinner.

Instead of using the Five Elements True Light, Yang Feng sacrificed the Eternal Life Sword, slammed a few times and then broke it.

Below the light shield is a purple platform, about one meter high, and the whole body is made of purple crystals, with lightning patterns engraved on it, which seems to be some kind of formation, which looks very mysterious.

There is another purple light curtain at the top of the platform, which looks like a lid, covering the top of the platform and you can't see the situation inside.

Lu Yu couldn't help but complain, "One after another, how many levels of ban are there?"

Yang Feng's eyes flashed, and he saw two human-shaped puppets lying on the ground next to the platform.

These two human-shaped puppets are golden and full of power, exactly the same as the puppet they encountered by Yang Feng’s Great Zhoutian exercises before.

However, these two puppets were split in half from head to toe by someone, revealing the structure inside, while the other one was cut off by someone's head, and they had lost their spirituality and turned into dead objects.

The scars on the puppet looked very fresh, obviously something happened not long ago.

When Yang Feng saw this, his face turned gloomy.

That person has indeed visited here. Even if there are treasures above on the platform, they will definitely be taken away.

The Fire Ancestor also thought of this and his face became gloomy.

Yang Feng took a deep breath, shook his head slightly, no longer thinking, turned his head and glanced at the two puppets next to him, especially the beheaded puppet for a while, with a hint of strange color on his face.

The next moment, Yang Feng waved his hand and emitted a green light, curling the two puppets and put them away.

With these two puppets, especially the beheaded puppet, the core of the puppet in its body has not been destroyed. I believe that the Golden Bee Queen should be able to repair a puppet.

Yang Feng knew very well how powerful this puppet is. If there is a puppet, it would definitely be a big help at critical moments.

The Fire Ancestor's eyes flashed, as if he was a little annoyed, but he returned to peace the next moment.

Yang Feng took off the puppet, pointed his finger at the platform, and two green flying swords flew out, standing on the purple light curtain.

This purple ban is not strong and breaks easily.

I saw a wooden rack built on the ground inside the platform, with a long vine wrapped around it, which had not been picked yet.

Although this vine man is very long, it has withered and has withered to death. Judging from the traces on the surface, it seems that it has been dead for a long time.

"What kind of spiritual vine is this? It is protected so closely. It seems that it should have been a very precious treasure. Unfortunately, it seems that it has lost its vitality many years ago. It should be a failure to cultivate it." Lu Yu sighed and said.

"Hmph, this is not as good as the God's. The person who came here first couldn't get this thing." The Fire Ancestor said with some gloating pleasure.

Regarding the conversation between the two, Yang Feng just stood aside and said nothing, his eyes wandering up and down the withered vines.

But then he seemed to have discovered something, staring at this object, and a trace of blue light appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong?"

When Lu Yu saw this, his face showed a look of surprise.

Yang Feng did not answer and jumped down.

Lu Yu hurriedly followed, and the strange color in the eyes of the Fire Ancestor, and he immediately followed.

Yang Feng fell next to the vine, lifted up a piece of dry vine, looked at it carefully, but the blue light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"well……"

He suddenly sighed, with a look of extreme annoyance on his face, and he put down the dead vine in his hand.

The Fire Ancestor and Lu Yu were full of doubts. They each held up a piece of dry vine and looked carefully. Their expressions were slightly moved.

Some curved patterns can be vaguely seen on these dry vines, which look like characters but not characters, like paintings but not paintings. They are somewhat similar to silver tad and gold seal scripts, but are even more mysterious, as if they are the incarnation of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth.

These patterns are very light, and they would definitely not be able to find them if they had not been in front of them.

"This is... Xuantian pattern!" The Fire Ancestor took a breath and said slowly.

"It's not wrong. This pattern containing the aura of the Great Dao will only appear on the Xuantian object born in the legendary world. This withered vine is probably a Xuantian Immortal Vine, but the Xuantian object on it is picked and withered automatically, becoming like this." Lu Yu said with a wry smile.

Yang Feng pointed out and pointed at a place on the withered vine.

The Fire Ancestor and Lu Yu looked along his fingers and saw a small broken hole in the withered vine. Although it had become less obvious because the vine had withered, it could still be seen by closer inspection.

This break was obviously formed after something was taken off.

"Sure enough, we are still one step late..." Lu Yu also sighed.

The Xuantian thing can refine innate immortal weapons. It’s so precious. It’s only a little bit short of it, but I missed the three of them.

The Fire Ancestor also showed a look of extreme annoyance and paused with hatred.

"Forget it, I've been taken away by someone, so there's nothing we can do about it. It seems that our luck is a little worse." Yang Feng said lightly.

At this moment, a yellow shadow flashed at the top of the stone altar, and the two Taoist soldiers flew in, holding two bulging storage bags in their hands.

The Lei Zewu soil outside was basically taken in.

Yang Feng reached out to take the two storage bags, waved his hand and put away the two Taoist soldiers, just about to say something else.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The stars in the sky above the Medicine Garden were flickering and trembling, fluctuating violently, making a huge vibration sound.

Yang Feng and the other two were shocked and looked up at the sky.

There was only a loud "boom" sound, and a terrifying attack hit the Xingchen ban, and countless cracks appeared on the ban with only a little power, and then suddenly shattered.

"Hahaha! What a rich breath of spiritual medicine, this place is definitely the medicine garden."

A loud laughter came from above, and it was Han Xue.

The Fire Ancestor paled, and he immediately pinched his hands and recited the mantra quickly.

At the same time, a light flashed on his body, and his whole body instantly merged into the ground and disappeared.

When Yang Feng saw this scene, his brows frowned slightly, and he immediately pinched his hands and rubbed his hands.

A faint light enveloped his and Lu Yu's bodies, and they disappeared instantly.

The star ban shattered and turned into countless streams of lights.

Almost not long after Yang Feng and the other two used their secret techniques to hide, a group of immortal cultivators flew down, and it was Han Xue and other immortal cultivators in the Ghost Sect.

Han Xuefang stood firm and looked down, and the smile on her face suddenly froze, and the body that was flying down stopped in the air.

The others were the same, and they were stunned.

There is no other spiritual herb in the medicine fields in the garden. Even the grass roots were poached, and even the spiritual soil for cultivating spiritual herbs was scraped off. There was a mess everywhere. If it weren't for the layout here, I wouldn't have seen it as a spiritual medicine garden at all.

"Damn it, I've been taken first!"

Next to Han Xue, a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion said in a hatred, and the others looked bad either.

Han Xue's face was extremely ugly, and there was a burst of anger between her eyebrows.

When the others saw Han Xue's face, they were immediately cautiously silent.

"Don't just stand here stupidly, and see if there is anything left." Han Xue let out a long sigh, her face was slightly angry, and she said.

The others hurriedly agreed, and each dispersed and searched in the medicine garden.

Han Xue stood in the air without moving, her eyes looked at the medicine garden, and her spiritual consciousness spread.

Behind a large rock in the corner of the medicine garden, a phantom hangs here.

There were two blurred figures standing in the phantom, which were Yang Feng and Lu Yu.

Yang Feng looked solemn, muttering something, and pinching his fingers quickly, and spelling out one by one.

The faint light fluctuates gently, slowly blending into the void.

Han Xue and others' spiritual consciousness swept through here without stopping at all, and obviously no abnormality was found.
To be continued...