Faced with Han Yufeng's doubts, Xiaopang naturally couldn't tell the truth. He couldn't even tell the truth about his life treasure. Therefore, he said vaguely: "At that time, I used Taoism, so it glowed golden. Now it is useless, so it naturally reveals its true face."
"Oh, so that's it!" Han Yufeng said doubtfully.
Xiaopang was afraid that she would ask more questions, so he hurriedly changed the subject and said: "Okay, okay, now is not the time to talk about this. It's important to hurry up!"
With that said, he held Han Yufeng's hand, called the monkey, and hurried towards the waterfall under the protection of the giant black iron bell. Even though there was a black iron bell protecting the top of their heads, there were still blood crows coming out from under the black iron bell to attack the three of them. Fortunately, these blood crows were not in large numbers, so they were easier to deal with. After being slashed by the flying swords of the three, It didn't have any impact.
After the situation eased a little, the three of them gradually relaxed. Han Yufeng couldn't help but ask again: "Little Fatty, since you have such a powerful protective weapon, why don't we just fly back directly? Why bother drilling?" Cave?"
"I vomited blood!" Xiaopang immediately said dumbfounded after hearing this: "Do you think I am a god? Can I wield a sword for thousands of miles with this thing? Let me tell you, this black iron bell consumes much more mana than the sword. I am the most powerful. After holding on for more than half an hour, with this little effort, it’s hard to say whether we can fly to Blood Crow Ridge.”
"Oh, it turns out that this magic weapon consumes so much mana!" Han Yufeng said slightly surprised: "But it seems that its protective power is so strong. It seems that it is not the limit when it is so big. How much black iron is used to create such a magic weapon? The black iron bell?"
"It seems like this is not the time to care about this, right?" Xiaopang smiled bitterly and hacked a blood crow to death, and then said: "You all should be more alert. I can hear the sounds of blood crows outside getting louder. It seems that their number is still increasing."
Just when Xiaopang was talking, he suddenly felt the black iron bell on his head sink, and obviously more blood rushed up. Their combined weight made Xiaopang a little breathless. . After all, the Black Iron Bell relies on his magic power to float in the air. Therefore, the greater the pressure on the Xuantie Bell, the higher the mana consumed by Xiaopang.
Feeling the increasing pressure, Xiaopang's face looked a little ugly. Although his Kuishui Yin Lei was hard-won, he didn't dare to save it at this time. He hurriedly used the magic weapon to pop one out and let it escape from the black iron. It jumped out from under the bell, then flew upwards to the top of the black iron bell and exploded again.
Then a bang was heard, and the blood crows piled on top of the Xuantie Bell were immediately blown away. Although the pressure caused by the explosion also made the Xuantie Bell bear some, because the explosion range controlled by Xiaopang was extremely suitable, Xuantie Bell Tie Zhong was on the periphery of the explosion, so he was not greatly affected.
After the blood crows suffered a large number of casualties, the pressure on Xuantie Zhong became much lighter, causing Xiaopang and others to move faster.
But this is only temporary. The number of blood crows outside is too terrifying, and the death of Xiaopang is nothing at all. Soon, countless blood crows pounced on them one after another, and more and more blood crows began to rush in from below, pecking at the three people with their sharp beaks.
Under this situation, Xiaopang and others could only persist desperately, and Kuishui Yinlei almost threw one after another. In order to protect Han Yufeng, Xiaopang and Monkey consciously sandwiched him in the middle. Especially Xiaopang, who often uses his own arms to cover her from Blood Crow's attacks. Even though his skin is rough and his flesh is thick, it will not be injured, but the sharp beak will still hurt if he pecks it. A few blows are okay, but when there are more blood crows, it will take dozens or even hundreds of blows. The pain is so painful that the little fat man is sweating on his head.
The monkey was even worse. There were blood marks all over his body, and pieces of flesh had been pecked out in many places. His whole body was bloody and bloody, and he was almost a bloody man. Under the cover of the two men, Han Yufeng suffered less injuries, but she still suffered a lot, and her clothes were soaked with blood.
Just when the three of them could no longer hold on, the waterfall finally appeared in front of them. The three of them suddenly became energetic and encouraged Yu Yong to fight desperately, and finally jumped into the water. In this way, the blood crows are no longer a threat, after all, they cannot dive to attack. Protected by the Black Iron Bell above and blocked by the river below, the three of them were finally safe for the time being.
However, this kind of safety is only temporary, because Xiaopang's magic power is limited, and he cannot keep the Black Iron Bell on his head for a long time. So they didn't dare to be lazy and hurriedly waded through the river to the back of the waterfall.
The waterfall is very big, seven or eight feet high and more than ten feet wide. The small pit formed by the accumulation below is also relatively deep, enough to cover an adult. Fortunately, the three of them are monks, so they can walk on water by using water-bending techniques. This spell is a basic spell that monks must learn. It is very simple and can be learned without too much talent. It's just that Xiaopang and Monkey are not good at learning the skill. When they perform it, they can only expose their upper body to the water, while their legs are still underwater. However, as a monk with both water and fire skills, Han Yufeng could easily exert the power of this spell. So her people are like fairies stepping on the blue waves. Of course, it would be more perfect if there were no blood stains and broken clothes.
With the black iron bell on their heads for protection, the water flow of the waterfall did not have much impact on the three of them. They passed through easily, and then they were delighted to find that there was indeed a cave behind.
"There is no end to the road!" Xiaopang immediately shouted and rushed in while supporting the bloody monkey, then put away the Black Iron Bell and began to apply medicine to the monkey.
Although the monkey suffered serious injuries, with at least dozens of bites on its body and no less than two kilograms of meat lost, it was still a skin injury. After applying the high-grade elixir in Xiaopang's hand, it healed almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he was fine soon.
Of course, the elixir is effective, but the price is heart-pounding. The amount of medicine used to apply so many wounds to the monkey is very large, and the total amount is worth thousands of spiritual stones at least. That is to say, Xiaopang, a rich man, dares to be so extravagant. If it were another disciple, he would never use such a good elixir. In fact, as long as he applies some ordinary trauma medicine, he can be cured after two or three months of training. After all, this It's not a serious injury that breaks your muscles and bones.
Monkey also knew this. Seeing how extravagant Little Fatty was, he couldn't help but be moved and said: "Brother Fatty, just apply some ordinary medicine. You don't need to be so extravagant, right?"
"How ugly are the scars left by ordinary medicine? You are already ugly, and with these ugly scars, how will you be able to marry a wife in the future?" Xiaopang said teasingly.
Although Xiaopang's tone was joking, the monkey could hear his inner concern, otherwise, he wouldn't be willing to use this elixir on him. So when he heard this, he was not upset. Instead, he smiled bitterly and said, "Man, what are some scars? Besides, I am determined to pursue the Taoist path, and I don't want to find a double monk."
"Oh, poor child, you are not a eunuch but you are living the life of a eunuch. What should I say to you?" Xiaopang shook his head helplessly.
The monkey was speechless for a while when Xiaopang said it, and could only look at Xiaopang with pitiful eyes.
Han Yufeng on the side couldn't help it anymore and laughed and cursed: "Little fat man, your mouth is really poisonous!"
"Hehe, just so-so!" Xiaopang said, and came over to apply medicine to Han Yufeng.
Soon, Han Yufeng's trauma also recovered. After doing this, Han Yufeng couldn't help but said strangely: "Little Fatty, why is your body not afraid of the blood crows? Are you a physical cultivator? Isn't this wrong? You just released the divine thunder. You should be a martial arts cultivator or a thunder cultivator. Huh? What on earth is going on? "