The group followed Song Piantao to the depths of the Xuehan Jade Cave.
The wet moss on the soles of the feet became thicker and thicker, soft and sticky when stepped on, and the holes on the stone walls beside him were densely packed like honeycombs, which made people dazzled at a glance.
There were so many holes, but Elder Qin couldn't even hear the sound of the wind. Except for the sound of water ticking down from time to time on the stone wall next to him, which brought an ethereal echo, there was only a slight sound when they walked.
According to Song Piantao's instructions, the group walked slowly, spreading out their spiritual senses, searching for more information along the winding and deep path, like a spider shaking a large web to find their target.
Elder Qin acted according to his words, but soon realized the problem—there was no fog blocking it, but after each trail reached a few feet, it was like a dark cave, engulfing their consciousness, like a mud cow entering the sea.
Elder Song also seemed to know that this would not work, and led the team to stop. At that time, they were walking to an open and flat land interwoven by several tunnels. When Elder Qin glanced at them, there were exactly nine.
They have seen this kind of landform three times along the way. The first time they saw it, it was a little new. Now it is even used to it, but the strange thing is:
"Nine again." Elder Qin hissed.
"It looked dangerous from the outside, but after coming in, nothing happened."
"This cave is really weird, and Elder Song must have noticed it too. Let's find a way. We will listen to you."
After everyone said a few words, Song Pian nodded and said:
"Well, there are nine directions. Yu Yi is with me, so the elders will separate, and we will explore each way."
"The details of the cave are unknown. We will set a time first. After two incense sticks, we will gather here. If there is no accident, we will continue to explore separately. If we encounter anything, we can gather and act together. What do you think?"
Separation is imperative, and all the people present except Yu Yi have the foundation of cultivation and life-saving instruments. If they encounter anything, it is not difficult to support the two sticks of incense. Although it is not guaranteed to be foolproof, this is the way to cultivate immortals, and they have long been used to it.
Elder Qin was the first to say, "I listen to Elder Song."
The rest of the people also responded in twos and threes, and only Chu Feng was left.
Chu Feng's cultivation base is second only to Elder Song, and Elder Qin did not dare to be scornful and asked:
"Can Master Chu Feng agree to such an approach?"
After he finished speaking, he looked up at Chu Feng and was stunned.
He hadn't noticed when Chu Feng was following him before, but now, when he saw it, Master Chu Feng's complexion was getting whiter and whiter, almost transparent. .
Under those strands of hair, there seems to be something...
"I have no opinion."
The indifferent female voice interrupted Elder Qin's thoughts. Only then did he realize that he was looking straight at the other party, which was too offensive. Elder Qin did not dare to look any further, and hurriedly lowered his head and said:
"If that's the case, then..."
"call-"
Before the elder Qin finished speaking, in the cave that never blew wind, a continuous wind blew through the holes in all directions, causing a whistling without end, bringing an empty echo between the purple and gray caves, a wave of Wave, getting louder and louder.
It came strangely, and when it hit Elder Qin, he immediately blew out a cold sweat, and his soul was terrified.
The wind is so creepy!
Elder Qin was shocked and took out his Hun Shun whip to defend against the enemy.
Others, like him, were blown away by this gust of wind in just a few breaths, and their souls were shaken, and they subconsciously took out the magic weapon to be alert.
Song Pian said solemnly: "Don't panic, let the people in the dark find opportunities."
This sentence is like a needle to stabilize the sea, calming the minds of other people.
"Yeah, as soon as we said that we separated to explore the way, something strange happened. It was the secret magician who should panic."
"Doesn't that mean we're right?"
Liu Yanmen's Fei Fenruo has the most irritable temper: "It's not too late, hurry up to find someone, and bring the magic cultivator's hometown - it seems that the magic cultivator has no ability at all, and will only pretend to be a ghost and give us a blow. Lao Tzu still It's boring, this grandson is really filial to your grandfather, haha."
Fei Fenruo's words were very arrogant. At first glance, he was the cannon fodder responsible for sending death in Xiuxianwen, and no one paid any attention to him for a while.
The wind sounded from far and near, as if it was blowing all over the huge and complicated cave, and it has not dispersed for a long time, and now no one has the mind to chat.
Song Pian listened carefully, and the sense of crisis in her heart became more and more serious.
What's behind this gust of wind? The strangest thing is that although the wind is gloomy and terrifying, it does no actual harm to them. If it hurts, it can be called a gentle word, at least, it will not have the effect of expelling them.
So what is it for wandering around in the cave like this
Fei Fenruo walked up and down on the flat ground and couldn't stop. Seeing that everyone was following Song Pian's lead from Lingyun Sect, Song Pian was standing there for a long time without moving. He sneered and pointed out:
"Things are different from people, even if you have a monstrous cultivation base, how dare you..."
As he said that, he turned around and walked towards a small path: "Yes, think about it slowly, I will take a step first."
Fei Fenduo provoked Song Piantao openly and secretly, and the others did not dare to interfere, and kept silent.
Song Piantao didn't take him seriously, and she didn't even want to be a good person. She stood there and thought about herself, her hair swaying in the wind.
The scene froze for a while, only the wind continued.
I don't know who muttered: "The wind blows, but it's so noisy, it hurts people's brains."
wind—
Yes.
Song Pian raised his head: "It's the wind."
"What?" Elder Qin was stunned, nodded and said, "Yes, there is wind."
Song Pian clenched the handle of the knife tightly, swept her eyes around, and finally settled on the path that Fei Fenruo walked in. Her voice was tight, and the storm was about to come:
"This wind is not for us."
"What?" Elder Qin lost his voice.
If it's not for these foreign cultivators, wouldn't it be... for the demon cultivators here, who they're looking for
This... this is ridiculous.
Everyone tightened their formation and followed Song Pianto to look in the direction where Fei Fenruo's figure disappeared.
I don't know when, maybe just when Fei Fenrui disappeared at the entrance of the cave, the wind stopped.
The wind stops, the waves rise.
Step, step, step.
In the consciousness, there are countless rustling sounds and friction sounds, parasitic on the subtle movements floating in the air.
Far more than they expected, as if except for this flat land, the rest of the caves, including the way they came, were filled with strange sounds and footsteps.
Song Piantao could even see the outline hidden in the darkness from the darkness in his consciousness.
However, at a turn, those intertwined and overlapping outlines tore through the night and rushed towards them. Feifenrudder was just a pebble on their way, not even an obstacle, and was run over in the blink of an eye.
The screams rose high and stopped abruptly.
The others no longer had time to care about Fei Fenrui, and those dark shadows flooded in front of them.
It's a magician, it's all a magician!
There is a lot of chaos, not giving them a chance to react at all, nor giving them room to fight.
Jin Dan, Nascent Soul, God Transformation, and even a body, all rushed together, menacingly, with loathsome faces, and a savage and savage aura swept all over their bodies.
When there are few people, you can play a dozen times, but there are so many magic cultivators, and there are many high-level ones, just like the corpse of the ant colony over the ground, it makes the scalp numb.
Elder Qin was pushed away from Song Piantao by two demon cultivators in the spirit-transforming stage. His technique hit the demon cultivator, knocking down one, two or three or more. He trembled in despair, but It was found that the expected pain and torture had not arrived, but the body was moving involuntarily.
These magic cultivators... They seem to have no intention of hurting people? Just like a torrent, the crowd was scattered everywhere.
Song Piantao brought Yu Yi close by her side, holding the knife in one hand. Seeing that Yu Yi, who was the one she protected the most, was torn apart by the demon cultivator, her heart turned sharply, thinking about the purpose of the magic cultivator.
Looking at it now, apart from killing one Feifenrui, they just separated the rest? Is this to divide and attack? Who is instructing them behind
The demon cultivator here clearly retains the spirit of the soul, and the demon cultivator is more admirable than the Taoist cultivator, and the rank is strict. If it is not a character with high status and strong strength, how can he drive so many demon cultivators into circles? just like…
It was as if they were all puppets of that man.
Song Pian twisted her wrist and slashed a sword-wielding demon cultivator. She was outraged by this trick, so she simply pushed the seven-star double-phoenix saber down and inserted it three inches into the ground.
The blade of the Seven-Star Shuangfeng Knife trembled non-stop, and there was a humming sound like repeated ripples.
Under the shock of the sword qi, the surrounding demon cultivators let out screams one after another. In the chaotic space just now, there were only two or three kittens left.
"… "
Mo Xiu: I was really scared at the time
The three-to-five fit period Demon Cultivator's figure was distorted by the shock of the sword energy, and his face was painful.
Song Piantao faced the enemy with one hand, and she was able to compete with them on equal footing. She became more and more suspicious. Why didn't these people fit together? It was actually gentler than the offensive of the cultivators she had killed before.
Is the magic repair too weak? No, magic cultivators are notorious for being vicious.
Song Pian thought about it, and chopped off a demon cultivator's left arm with a backhand.
Blood splashed from the fracture like a bow and arrow, splashing on the purple-grey stone wall.
But Mo Xiu still didn't take it seriously, and the others were indifferent to what happened to their companions, and they didn't even squint.
If you don't know how to collaborate, there is still a chance. Song Piantao wanted to repeat the old tricks. He took advantage of the weakness of the magic cultivators who didn't know how to cooperate and fought again. He saw two of the magic cultivators stiffen for a moment, and then changed their targets and swung the knife that was stabbing at her to her side—
Yu Yi.
Song Piantao's pupils tightened, and as soon as her figure turned, she wanted to block Yu Yi directly, but Yu Yi moved faster than her and pushed Song Piantao, using this force to separate the two.
The demon cultivator slashed and staggered.
Song Pian steadied her body, stood up with a knife, and immediately went to see Yu Yi.
These demon cultivators are not afraid of themselves, but they are extremely deadly to Yu Yi, and she can't take Yu Yi's risks.
Now that the nine caves are extremely empty, the other demons have already swept away with the Daoist. If he keeps the whole body here, it will be safer for Yu Yi to leave here.
Song Piantao immediately made a decision and looked at Yu Yi:
"Go away and wait for me."
This sentence was divided into two paragraphs, short and concise, but she knew that Yu Yi understood what she meant.
Across the middle of the tall and rough demon cultivator, the slender girl stood up with the help of the stone wall. The skirt was stained with some purple-gray stone dust. The girl raised her eyes to look over, pursed her lips, and whispered:
"Sister be careful."
After the girl finished speaking, she glanced at Song Pian again, slipped into the cave along the stone wall, and disappeared into this small battlefield.
Mo Xiu didn't wait for them to finish speaking before attacking, Song Pian gave up her worries, tilted her neck to both sides, and made a crisp sound of loosening her muscles and bones.
It was because of this that Song Piangan missed the last look that the girl handed over to her.
That soft look with guilt and remorse.
…
The last fit-in-period demon cultivator staggered away while clutching the knife at his dantian, and fell to the ground. He was covered in blood holes, and his demonic energy escaped as if he were running away.
In the not-so-big flat ground, now there are stumps all over the place, and there is a dead silence, only the figure of a slender woman is still standing upright.
She was dressed in a red robe that was thick like blood, and the dark red blue silk was wrapped in aura and swayed swayingly, which was strange and seductive.
The seven-star double phoenix knife in her hand has been dyed with demon blood, and she can't see its original color. She is clearly a Taoist cultivator, but she is more like a hell asura than these demon cultivators on the ground.
Song Pian glanced at the splattered bloodstains on the purple-grey stone wall, restrained her aura, and the blue silk fell meekly behind her from the air.
She lowered her long eyelashes, and with a thought, cleaned the knife and the blood on her body, and went to find Yu Yi.
- but she didn't find it.
Song Pian slowly exhaled, and in the dark path, bent over to pick up the things on the ground.
She wiped the warm sapphire with her fingertips.
It is a jade plaque with Yu Yi's spiritual thoughts.
"You can step back and guard outside, don't let people disturb us."
Inside the luxurious and luxurious palace, a low and slightly hoarse female voice sounded.
The translucent black veil veiled the bed, and only a faint glimpse of a woman lay inside.
In front of the bed, only the calf-high Yinhu ordered, with a casual and natural tone.
In front of her, the three cultivators of the fusion period stood with their hands tied, obedient and unusual, like servants, who came and swung away when she called them. Just like at this moment, when she gave an order, the magic cultivators responded in unison and respectfully left the palace.
Looking at this scene with the eyes of others, it will feel extremely strange, but no one in it feels wrong.
Mo Xiu didn't even forget to bring the door of the palace, and acted cautiously, for fear of making some noise and making the adults unhappy.
Before the demon cultivator withdrew, Manzhi had already turned around, jumped onto the soft bed, stepped on the cloud-like brocade quilt, and approached the unconscious Chu Feng.
Just now, after she and Yu Yi explained the plan, she ordered the demon cultivator to disperse them all, and she brought Chu Feng here—
Of course, in order to make Chu Feng "obedient", she directly ordered Mo Xiu to knock her unconscious.
Since seeing Chu Feng again, this is the first time that Manzhi can take a good look at her.
Chu Feng's skin is very white and cold, like a skin sac smeared with the never-melting mountain snow.
The rest of the mountain snow piled up this delicate and indifferent face on her face.
Manzhi let himself be bewitched by beauty, and approached Chu Feng—
The next breath, but snapped away the fox's head.
Nothing else, the fox white beard accidentally slapped people in the face.
Manzhi calmed down and saw that Chu Feng frowned slightly when he was in a coma, unable to live in peace, so he picked up the business.
She opened Chu Feng's cuffs with fox paws.
Sure enough, the hand that was like ice and snow, holding the blue-gray buddha beads, now most of the back of the hand is covered with white scales, dizzy in the light like a bright pearl, and spreads straight to her wrist, the rest is covered by cassocks, man branches. can not see.
"On this little bit of ability, I dare to enter the maze, not afraid of showing the original shape."
Relying on the fact that the other party could not hear, Manzhi hummed and said to himself:
"If it weren't for me, you would overturn the car this time, and I would not thank my mother."
After scolding and scolding, Chu Feng only showed a little more uncomfortable expression on the bed, and Manzhi hurriedly took out the mustard ring that he had just asked for from Yu Yi, and searched for it in the cave with his hands and feet very swiftly. Found out the Guan Ling liquid.
Even 7,000 years ago, Guanling Liquid was a very precious elixir. It allowed cultivators to strengthen their control over their souls and make their body more self-consistent. It can be said that every cultivator used it. Not too much.
Now using it on Chu Feng, who has shown her original form uncontrollably, will allow her to handle the transition between animal form and human form more freely, and can also control her posture better.
This margin was saved by Manzhi who was reluctant to use it up.
At this time, it was used by Chu Feng, and Manzhi did not hesitate.
Manzhi considers herself to be of good character, and has no idea about feeding medicines mouth to mouth. She sits upright, uses magic to make the bottle rise in the air, tilts the bottle, and lets the silver-white Guanling Spirit drip dripping into the air. Chu Feng's lips.
Chu Feng pursed her lips tightly, and the Guan Ling liquid was like a glimmer of light, and could only stay on the surface. Manzhi used a technique to open her mouth and let the Guan Ling liquid flow into her mouth along her lips and teeth.
But... I have to say, the Guan Ling Liquid gathered between Chu Feng's pale lips, instantly making Chu Feng's lips that often recite the Buddha's verses glowing, moist and tender.
"… "
Manzhi glanced at it, then looked away.
She felt a sweltering heat, and she pulled off the bed curtains in disgust. It is said that this mercenary curtain can be used for tens of thousands of years.
But the merman family was wiped out by Dao Xiu seven thousand years ago, and now they can't find anyone to settle accounts.
Speaking of which, Daoist cultivators are used to calling that time a battle between good and evil, and putting the demons in one place, but in fact, at that time, the demons were fighting together, and the demon queen and the demon king sounded equal, but they never stood side by side. One king and one queen.
She led the demon cultivator and the demon cultivator to stand together very rarely, and the mermaid genocide was one of them. Just because the merman is a demon cultivator, but the queen of demons likes the merman yarn woven by the merman, so the magic cultivator also follows to protect the merman.
It's a pity that the merman clan is rare, and they rely too much on the East China Sea. They were completely slaughtered by Dao Xiu.
Manzhi was unhappy, and he took the lead to satirize that the demon king couldn't even protect his own family. But she wasn't a vegetarian either, and she quickly let her subordinate Yao Xiu rob her thirteen cities.
…
In the past, it was really lively.
Manzhi shook her head, and felt even more bored. She simply jumped out of bed, away from Chu Feng, and rolled up on the cushion beside the bed.
When Chu Feng woke up, he had to explain the reason to her. After thinking about this part of Manzhi, he threw the pot directly to Yu Yi, saying that Yu Yi was worried about Chu Feng and asked her to follow him. As for the Guan Ling liquid, it was originally in the storage ring that Yu Yi put in her.
And she, Manzhi, is just a little clever ghost who knows how to act by chance. Seeing that Chu Feng has been awake, she just fed her a spiritual medicine and it was right.
As for whether Chu Feng believes it or not, it doesn't matter to her. With a snort of Manzhi's nose, she has already saved people, and she still has to worry about how to get on with it. Is this the treatment that a savior deserves
Chu Feng had better be sensible and don't ask so many questions.
However... Man Zhituan tightened a little, resting his chin on his front paws. In this world, Chu Feng had no disease, no pain, no disasters and no disasters. He even became the suzerain of the Buddhist sect in the form of a demon.
It is different from the Chu Feng that he is familiar with.
Chu Feng in the past can't be compared, Manzhi thinks so, but he doesn't know that he looks a little sad at this time.
There was a screeching sound from the bed.
Chu Feng woke up
Man Zhi didn't care about his thoughts that were running around in a mess, and jumped on the bed with a slap to observe Chu Feng's expression.
I don't know if the three or two mouthfuls of spiritual liquid she had left were enough.
She glanced at Chu Feng's sharp-boned hand, um, at least the scales on the hand disappeared, and it still worked.
Chu Feng frowned.
Manzhi immediately shifted his gaze to her face again, the fox eyes as clear as glass beads did not blink.
Under Manzhi's gaze, Chu Feng's eyes seemed to be open, and his eyelids moved a few times.
Really awake? Man Zhi couldn't help but get closer.
Chu Feng's thin lips parted lightly:
"... Qin Yi?"
"…?"
Manzhi was furious, see who rescued you!
Also, do you miss a woman who looks like a fox? What a humanoid vixen, bah!
Manzhi pulled the pillow next to him and smashed it into Chu Feng's face.
Don't wake you up, bad enough.
Yu Yi walked alone in the cave, followed by a yellow spirit fire lantern.
The magic cultivators who swarmed out before have disappeared at this time.
Yu Yi didn't know what the other cultivators were like. All the demon cultivators she met had turned into demonic energy, nourishing her physique.
She is holding a jade talisman in her hand, which was given to her by Fang Caimanzhi, with an extremely convenient magical power attached to it - holding the jade talisman, you can "see" where the most magic cultivators gather in this intricate jade cave. .
The three or two demon cultivators who came to the door along the way were just appetizers to Yu Yi.
Yu Yi licked her lips, but as the demons fell one by one on the road she was walking, she couldn't even see the sporadic demons.
These are just details, Yu Yi doesn't care, she moves quickly, and goes straight to the place where the light spots are most dense among the jade talismans.
Finish it early and go back to my sister as soon as possible.
The layers of caves were swept by Yu Yi, almost turning into a phantom. Suddenly, her figure suddenly stopped.
The scene in front of him was actually a barren wasteland.
Barren, cold, lonely, dark.
At this moment, Yu Yi was standing at the junction of the cave and the wilderness, like a labyrinth behind him, and it was clear at a glance.
This kind of change is abrupt and unreasonable, as if there are two hands that spliced the two together abruptly, and refused to even make a look.
Yu Yi glanced at the jade talisman in his hand, and the place where the magic cultivators gathered was in front of him, in the wasteland.
She stood on tiptoe and looked at the distant mountains on the wasteland. Those distant mountains were stacked with peaks and scattered, but they were covered with light black mountain fog, which was hazy and could not be seen.
Yu Yi stood on tiptoe and looked around, only to see vaguely, among them, on the mountain where the mountains became a foil, there was a vague building standing majestically.
It is almost the same as the direction marked on the jade talisman.
Yu Yi no longer hesitated, and rushed towards the mountain, the crane cloak unfolded behind her, like the pale blue wings of Ling Jue Yufeng.