Shu Jin was crazy, crying and laughing, and occasionally he could hear "A Niang" crying.
Only this person is quiet even when he is sad.
Zheng Wan pasted a Bing Xin Talisman on Shu Jin's body, and then walked towards the man in black.
He stood upright, his cloak was lifted by the wind, his whole body looked thin and yellow, only the eye that had shed tears seemed to have been washed, and Zheng Wan realized that he had a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, cloudy and faded. After a while, it actually shows the texture of beautiful jade covered with dust and pearls with slight flaws.
Zheng Wan suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, and wanted to paste the Bing Xin Talisman in her hand.
At this moment, the man in black woke up.
He looked at her with those cloudy eyes for a while, and after she greeted her with a "real person", he said in a daze, "Zheng real person."
"It's good if the real person wakes up."
Zheng Wan also didn't know why the legendary extremely powerful injury formation had little effect on her, but it probably had something to do with her practice of illusion.
It is said that Xuan Bingyan has the effect of "breaking the delusion", so it should also be of some help.
only…
She looked aside, the book with the Bing Xin Talisman on the back of her heart was no longer insane, but instead sat with her knees hugged, weeping quietly.
"How can this be done?"
The man in black walked over without saying a word, and lifted Shu Jin up with a force that was not very gentle, even rough, and shook in mid-air.
Shu Jin shivered and woke up.
When I woke up, I was startled:
"Yumei, I, I..."
The man in black opened his hand.
Shu Jin fell down with a "poof", and was about to hit the ground, but when he was about to touch the white marble steps, he rolled quickly and stood up.
He ran to Zheng Wan, pointed at the man in black and complained:
"Yumei, this guy wants to murder for money."
"Quick, wipe your face."
Zheng Wan looked at the little fool's pale face flushed from crying with pity, and this was the only face he could see.
"… oh."
Shu Jin wiped his face with his sleeve indiscriminately, and the man in black took advantage of the gap between their conversations, stepped up to the high platform, and walked straight to the light group.
Zheng Wan also stood up afterward.
Different from what I saw from afar, there was more than one light cluster wrapped around the silver bell grass, roughly counting, there were about seven or eight of them, each with two or three silver bell plants inside.
Zheng Wan was not greedy either, so she took three silver bell plants and stepped aside.
Shu Jin wanted to take it too, but she stopped her by raising her hand:
"No, agree to leave the rest to him."
"Yumei, you want to be the master of my house?"
Shu Jin said with a smile, "Only my wife can be my master—"
At this moment, a ball of light bounced in front of him, blocking his mouth, and the man in black swept away the remaining light ball with a flick of his sleeve:
"Noisy."
"Hey, where's the country boy? Do you know who I am? Say it and scare you to death!"
Shu Jin pouted his waist angrily, and was about to say the classic set of dandy quotations, such as "Who is my father and who is my mother", but Zheng Wan lifted his foot and kicked him:
"Okay, what are you talking about, I have to find a way to get out later."
Although the words were reprimands, anyone with a discerning eye could tell which of these three people was closer to whom.
Shujin smiled all of a sudden, he put away the ball of light, and puffed out his chest at the man in black like a demonstrator, trying to ridicule him, but he still remembered that this man took the hairpin he gave to the jade beauty.
Who would have thought that this person turned his head coldly, "You—"
"shh-"
Zheng Wan interrupted him, "Don't make any noise."
The white jade platform under his feet trembled for a while, as abruptly as it appeared, and sank into the ground again.
In front of the three of them, there was a slanted hole, and there was a narrow and long staircase leading down from the hole.
Zheng Wan probed with her soul consciousness and found that she could only go down three feet and stopped.
"Yumei, shall we... want to go down?"
Shu Jin looked eager to try, as if she went and he followed.
The first level is already full of dangers, let alone the second level.
Zheng Wan hesitated for a while, and then decided to go back home, after all... It was a worthwhile trip to harvest three silver bells. When he turned to leave, he felt a burning sensation in his wrist.
It was the bracelet given to her by Shopkeeper Bai.
Zheng Wan paused, Shu Jin was surprised:
"What's wrong?"
"Qiansihuan." The man in black glanced at her, "Looking for someone?"
Zheng Wan stroked the hot bracelet on her left wrist, but shopkeeper Bai's face covered with ravines and gray spots appeared in front of her eyes. The old man seemed tough and meaningless most of the time, but at that time he was earnestly entrusting her.
"Yes, looking for someone."
Zheng Wan sighed quietly, she found that it was always easier for her to soften her heart towards the elderly.
"Does the real person want to go to the tunnel?"
Before the invitation was finished, the casual cultivator in black had already taken off his robe and stepped out, half of his body disappeared under the steps.
Zheng Wan understood that this meant to cooperate together.
Xu Shi had been with Cui for a long time, and she found that she could understand the meaning of these boring gourds at a glance, so she hurriedly followed,
"Since we want to cooperate, how do we call real people?"
"A real person?"
"nameless."
"Wait for me, beauty."
Shu Jin hurriedly chased after him, the scholar's robe scraped across the narrow steps, making a "rustling" sound, Zheng Wan really stopped and waited for someone to follow before walking again.
In a blink of an eye, the man in black had already reached the corner of the stone staircase, but he didn't take another step, as if he was hindered by something.
Zheng Wan followed and found nothing in front of her.
With a sound of "pa—", a glazed lamp was lit by the man in black with his energy, and floated in front of the three of them.
The lamp looked like a double-petalled ice lotus, and the faint candlelight fell on the ground through delicately carved petals and leaves, turning the dilapidated ground into a scene of mirage.
It is very elegant that this dry man has such a taste.
Zheng Wan thought, the soul consciousness can only be three feet away from the whole body, but the place illuminated by the glazed lamp can be seen far away with the naked eye.
The stone ladder broke after one step forward, and there was a steaming black cloud underneath. If one stepped down without knowing it, one would either fall into a pulp or be swallowed by the cloud.
As the cloud and mist moved forward, a high platform with iron cables could be seen in the distance. The circular high platform was half floating in the air, and in the middle stood a white wall tablet board similar to the Wuya Bang.
A black shadow lay lying on the stage.
"Corpse, six fingers."
At the same time as the man in black finished speaking, the ring on Zheng Wan's left hand suddenly shone brightly, detached from her wrist, and flew towards the opposite high platform.
The cloud and mist rolled for a while, revealing pairs of dark eyeballs. These eyeballs were densely packed, staring at the bracelet together, and finally sank into the cloud and mist without doing anything.
The bracelet landed on the high platform of the iron chain, to be precise, it was next to the black shadow, and it turned into a blood-colored light and shadow, covering it.
Needless to say, it must be the corpse of Shopkeeper Bai's daughter.
only…
Zheng Wan looked at the steaming clouds ahead:
"These wonton beasts are not young."
Wonton beasts live in groups, and their attack method is extremely simple. They only bite and bite, and they always win by quantity. However, the wonton beasts here have survived for too long, and some even have small black horns, which may have been thousands of years old.
The Wannian Wonton Beast has the power of instant, and its bite force is also astonishing.
If the bite strength of a young wonton beast is that of a rabbit, then the ten thousand year wonton beast is an adult crocodile full of serrated teeth.
Not only quantity, but also quality.
There are only three Jade Realm cultivators, basically they can't make it through.
"Wantun beasts belong to Yin, fearing fire, thunder, and fierce spirit."
A thick voice that suddenly sounded slowly scratched people's ears, causing goosebumps.
But Zheng Wan felt that the voice was like the sound of nature:
"If a path is quickly burned with fire, is this method feasible?"
The man in black pondered for a while, then said:
"Can."
In Zheng Wan's joy, she said slowly:
"Mortal fire and yin fire are useless."
Shu Jin pushed Zheng Wan away, and stood at the front, in front of the steaming clouds, his face was full of brilliance: "Don't be afraid, Yumei, I just smelted the Chongyang fire a few days ago."
Chongyang fire is yang, ranking eighth among the top ten strange fires. Although it is inferior to Ziganghuo and Xuanbingyan, it is also an extremely rare strange fire. It can deal with the wonton beast...
Be careful, there is still a chance.
Strangely, the strength of this crying bag suddenly rushed to the Wuya list, Zheng Wan nodded:
"You clear the way, and the two of us will cover you on the left and right."
The man in black remained silent, apparently acquiescing to the proposal.
but-
He directly took out a cloud blanket, a pure white cotton blanket with nine pistils woven with silver threads.
"Come up, don't separate."
Zheng Wan silently glanced at his yellow, withered and blackened face, then at the pure white blanket of clouds fluttering like snow, and comforted herself not to be offended, not to be offended.
Shu Jin carelessly put the blanket on the ground, took two steps, stepped on it, and greeted Zheng Wan:
"Yumei, come up quickly! It's like a cotton ball, so comfortable."
When Zheng Wan went up, she took a closer look and was more and more attracted by the cloud blanket.
Soft as a cloud, pure white and flawless, with only a touch of mercury dotted in it, elegant and not vulgar, at first glance, it looks very similar to a tribute rug from the Great Food Kingdom that she was very happy in the mortal world, but unfortunately, The rug was not long in storage, and it faded after a year or two of use, and it was a pity to talk to Cui Wang later...
Zheng Wan found that since she came to this black water secret realm, she thought of this person more often.
Obviously in the past two years, she has rarely thought of this person.
"Let's go."
Zheng Wan raised her head, only to see a part of the chin of the man in black showing the black collar, skinny and black and yellow, but the curvature... was very familiar.
It's just that I can't remember where I saw it.
Under the command of the man in black, the cloud blanket rushed forward quickly.
Shujin tapped his fingertips, and the bean-sized flame shot out three feet and burned forward. The wonton beast chirped and screamed, squeezed and ran sideways, and before it was too late, it was turned into black ashes by the Chongyang fire and disappeared into the world.
Zheng Wan summoned Feng Long, and used the technique of flying leaves and flowers to wrap the left and right sides of the cloud blanket with ice lotus, and almost in an instant, a path rushed out!
At this moment, a black mist pressed over, and the wonton beast with long horns like antelope suddenly pressed down from above!
The sixth-order wonton beast, with a lifespan of 50,000 years, is equivalent to a Dzogchen monk in the realm of innocence—
It broke through Zheng Wan's barrier in an instant, and landed on the cloud blanket. The cloud and mist opened its mouth wide, and it was about to be crushed by someone with a "crunch".
The coercion was everywhere, Zheng Wan was crushed and couldn't move, Shu Jin's forehead was throbbing with veins, he gritted his teeth and wanted to throw Chongyang Huo at the giant shadow.
As soon as the barriers in all directions were scattered, countless little cloud-swallowing beasts swarmed in. They were chirping, and with incomparable anger, they wanted to tear the intruding person to pieces.
Zheng Wan can only fight hard, the second level of the Soul Art has the art of using soul consciousness to fight against the enemy, and the sixth-level wonton beast already has ordinary wisdom, she gathers the soul consciousness into a stab, and gently puts it forward Mist Beast Sting—
But just enough to pierce into the skin, the sixth-order cloud-swallowing beast spread out like a ball that had been punctured, with a soft "boo".
The black mist was blown by the wind and gently swayed away.
The Xiaotun cloud beasts froze up and screamed in unison:
"Haw!"
"Walk!"
Shujin saw the opportunity quickly, summoned the Chongyang fire again, and quickly burned a path.
The cloud blanket was like a light boat, and it landed on the high iron cable platform that was close at hand. Zheng Wan looked at the man in black next to him in surprise. She clearly felt a familiar aura just now, and that aura had once rubbed against her. , lingering and lingering.
"Cui Wang? Is that you?"
She asked in a low voice, looking at the man's eyes, from his skinny arm like a dead branch, all the way up to his black and yellow withered cheeks.
No, absolutely impossible.
True Monarch Liwei has his own unparalleled elegance, and Lili is like a cloud in the sky, and he shouldn't be so ordinary.
The man in black looked at her expressionlessly:
"Zhen Zhenzhen made a mistake."
When it was a mistake.
Zheng Wan glanced at the peach branch in his hand, it seemed as if the peach branch had been burned.
That person is still in the ice and snow cage for retreat. It is said that it will take ten years, but now... it is only three years.