Ye Ning widened his eyes, looked at Xue Yilan incredibly, and said, "It's worthy of being the saint of the island in Yuehu Lake! Huh, should Ye praise you or advise you?"

Xue Yilan smiled and said, "Hehe, the monks of Qingluo Da 6 are afraid of the 100,000-mile swamp. In fact, that land can be regarded as a happy land in the eyes of our overseas monks!"

"Playland?" Ye Ning frowned and said, "No, it's rumored that even if the saint enters it, there is a possibility of falling."

Xue Yilan said: "This is a bad statement. Although there are many dangers in the 100,000-mile swamp, there are many rare elixirs, and various ores and materials. It can be said to be a paradise for alchemists and weapon refiners! Overseas monks have never given up on the 100,000-mile swamp. Basically, saints lead teams into it every year and have gained a lot."

Ye Ning said: "So that's it! However, it is rumored that more than a thousand years ago, a young saint led ten sects to try to break through the 100,000-mile swamp. At that time, the entire Qingluo 6 was in full swing. It was said that this matter was heard, and a large number of monks gathered near the 100,000-mile swamp, waiting for them to return. However, ten years later, only the young saint escaped in a mess. None of the ten sects survived!"

Xue Yilan smiled and said, "It turns out that Brother Ye is referring to this matter. It's true. The monks who publicly entered the 100,000-mile swamp more than a thousand years ago were the monks from our Yuehu Island! That time, the saint monk who led the team to the 100,000-mile swamp was Yilan's junior uncle Liu Chengru!"

"So it's a monk from Gui Island?" Ye Ning said curiously: "In this way, the saint must have a special understanding of this matter?"

"Not bad. That time, the uncle of the junior master broke into a swamp of 100,000 miles was a very crazy move. Almost all the fellow disciples in the island of Yuehu were shocked! That time, the uncle of the junior master's goal was to deal with a monster at the peak of the thirteenth level, the Blue Lou Qing Dragon!"

"Bi Luo Qing Jiaolong?" Ye Ning said: "The monster that can evolve into a true dragon in the legend? The true dragon is comparable to a god. The saint's uncle is crazy!"

"Yes. That time, we didn't even look down on the uncle of the junior master. However, the uncle has been trapped in the middle stage of the Saint for more than 500 years. Only by obtaining the essence of the Green Dragon in the Blue Lou can we be more confident of advancing!"

"No wonder." Ye Ning said: "If it were Ye, he would have made the same choice."

"Well, the road to cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat." Xue Yilan sighed: "That time, the uncle was seriously injured. After losing ten disciples, he finally killed the Biluo Qing Jiaolong. After returning, the uncle cultivated for three hundred years before he recovered from his injuries. After that, the uncle spent another five hundred years to finally break through to the late stage of the saint. Now, the uncle is already a great saint."

"Ye understands!" Ye Ning said: "Opportunities are always interdependent with risks. Saint, Ye has made his promise to Mr. Wuliu's trip to the Immortal Palace!"

"Okay!" Xue Yilan said excitedly: "As long as Brother Ye is willing to take all his strength, he will definitely gain a lot of money this time."

"Let's go, we'll go crazy."

The "Blocking Shenzhou" flew away towards the direction of the 100,000-mile swamp.

In the blue sky, only a trace of smoke stagnated, as if telling Ye Ning's unyielding and fighting!
Chapter completed!