Whoosh whoosh…
The black wind surged out of the cave like a wave. As soon as Jianchou entered, he could feel the obvious resistance.
However, at this moment, there was no one else in the Black Wind Cave except Jianchou, so she had no scruples and did not put up any light curtain for self-defense, and rushed straight into the cave.
One foot, three feet, five feet...
The black wind rushed over, but had no effect on Jianchou's body. She moved forward even faster than when there were five people before.
This feeling of going against the wind made Jianchou feel refreshed.
Almost in the blink of an eye, she could vaguely see the place where she had left her words.
At this moment, the wind is as sharp as a knife.
Obviously different from usual times, the intense activity in the Black Wind Cave caused the blade-like black wind, which was originally only visible from a hundred feet away, to appear earlier.
Caught off guard, Jianchou only heard a "tearing" sound beside his ears.
Jianchou, who was still moving forward at a certain speed, finally stopped when he looked at the hundred-foot wall that was only three feet away from him.
She lowered her head almost stiffly and looked at her sleeves.
The piece of sleeve that was cut off by the wind blade had long been blown away by the black wind. Without the protection of the dark blue sleeve, Jianchou's fair wrist was suddenly exposed.
"brush… "
The violent black wind brought out more wind blades, which formed a row and immediately passed through different parts of Jianchou's body.
then…
That nightmare-like voice sounded again.
"Ss ...
Standing in the fierce black wind, Jianchou's originally intact clothes suddenly turned into strips of rags!
The fair skin was exposed and was cut by the wind blades, leaving bright red streaks.
However, the wound was not big, and it even closed automatically very quickly, leaving only a faint trace.
The only thing that was horrible was the clothes...
The reluctant expression on Fudaoshanren's face when he gave him clothes, with tears and snot, appeared in Jianchou's mind again.
"Girl Jianchou, look at you. You haven't found a nice-looking outfit to wear since you entered the sect. This outfit is a gift from your master. Alas, it was made from Yin-Yang spider silk. There are only a few of them in the entire Nineteen Continents. It is impervious to water and fire, swords and guns. If you go out with this, you will be much safer... Just take it, take it..."
Having said that, Fu Daoshan's hands were clenched tightly.
Jianchou pulled the clothes from his hand for a long time before he could finally get them into his own hands.
Invulnerable to water and fire
Invulnerable to swords and guns
Seeing that her clothes were still being torn by the wind blades, and her snow-white skin being exposed more and more, she finally couldn't bear it anymore!
In just a few moments, she was already as good as if she had been stripped naked!
How dare you claim that such a useless thing is invulnerable?!
How dare you hold on to it for so long and not let go like it's your baby?!
Perhaps the only thing she could be thankful for at this moment was that there was no one else in the Black Wind Cave during this period of time, otherwise if she was seen...
Jianchou couldn't help but stroke his forehead with his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.
Why do I, who have always been so well-mannered, suddenly want to curse
“I’m really going to be screwed!”
“A-choo!”
One hundred and sixty miles northeast of Yashan, outside a village, there is a wide river. A sloppy old man with a wine gourd in his left hand and a chicken leg in his right hand, sniffled for a long time, and finally couldn't help sneezing when he stood on the bridge.
A sturdy man who was casting a net to catch fish not far away trembled and almost lost a group of fish. He turned around and saw the mountain man Fudao. His face was immediately filled with surprise: "Fu, Elder Fudao!"
The mountain man Fudao sneezed and nearly fell into the river.
He shook his legs with great difficulty and stood firm. He looked up at the sturdy man and waved his hands: "Old Black, it's okay, it's me, it's me..."
"What's wrong with you? Is everything okay?"
A rough big hand like a palm-leaf fan just hung the fishing net on the wooden stake at the bridge head and came over.
"It's okay, it's okay. I just don't know which little bastard is scolding me behind my back." Fudaoshanren rubbed his nose, walked up, took a look at the few fish jumping in the fishing net, and couldn't help drooling, "Oh, today's catch is not bad."
"Haha, that's right. Elder, you are here today. You must come to our village and sit down. We all miss you. Some time ago, Senior Zhao from the Deacon Hall also came to teach the children to read and practice. He said that you would come over soon, but we didn't believe it."
The strong man led the way, talking to the Fudao Mountain Man with a smile, and shouted to the village: "Everyone come out and see, Elder Fudao is here! Elder Fudao is here!"
In the village hidden among green mountains and beautiful waters, the doors of every household opened at this moment. Many people stuck their heads out in surprise and cheered the moment they saw the Fudaoshan people.
Moreover, a little kid with a red bellyband and a white butt rushed out and hugged the Fudaoshan man's thighs: "Grandpa Fudao, Grandpa Fudao, I want to see the tree grow bigger, I want to see the tree grow bigger!"
"Okay, okay..."
Fudaoshanren responded in a good-tempered manner, his face flushed, and he looked unusually energetic.
The strong man went up to the kid and picked him up. He coaxed him a few words and said with a smile: "You are not in a hurry to leave this time, are you? I'll ask my wife to cook a few dishes for you and two of the fish we just caught."
"OK!"
When he heard that there was food to eat, Fudaoshanren smiled widely.
He looked around and saw that everyone was fine. He was about to ask something when he heard something move in his sleeve.
He exclaimed "Huh", and took out a jade slip, which turned out to be Yan Chensha who had just been sent out not long ago.
What's the matter with him
Fu Daoshan asked in a relaxed tone: "Chensha, what's wrong?"
Yan Chensha, who was on the other side of the jade slip, was flying in the air with his hands behind his back, looking extremely cool.
At this moment, no one noticed that he was communicating with someone.
Hearing Fudaoshanren's question, he replied: "Master uncle is in trouble. Jianzhu Sect said that Master uncle killed a female cultivator of Jianzhu Sect and is gathering people to go to Black Wind Cave to chase Master sister. At this moment, I am rushing to Black Wind Cave with Junior Brother Qi and another Jianzhu Sect disciple. Master uncle, what should we do now?"
Fudao Shanren's eyes widened when he heard this: "Do you think Master Chou is really fighting to the death with the Jianzhu Sect, and even killing people?"
“… Those are all said by the Candle-cutter Sect.”
Yan Chensha couldn't help but have the urge to hold his forehead. Why was Master Fudao's focus always different from that of ordinary people
"hey-hey… "
Fudaoshanren raised his eyebrows proudly.
"Only golden elixirs can bleed. Jianchou is indeed worthy of being my disciple. She doesn't follow the usual path! Does it matter whether it was done by your master uncle? Does it matter? Your master has praised you many times in front of me. This time, you must understand what I mean. Do a good job and do it beautifully. Don't embarrass us at Yashan!"
"… "
Do a good job
Nice job
I understand what you mean
I don't understand shit.
Yan Chensha was almost devastated and was about to send a message to get clarification.
Unexpectedly, the jade slip stopped lighting up, and Fudao Shanren happily cut off the connection with him!
faint!
Shang Liaofan saw the Black Wind Cave right in front of him and couldn't help but look back at Yan Chensha frequently.
Yan Chensha naturally noticed such gazes, and nodded towards Shang Liaofan very politely, showing a kind smile, but in his heart he was cursing Fudaoshanren for being unreliable.
With a flip of his wrist, the jade slip disappeared and the spirit bead appeared.
It seems that I still have to ask the one who is truly reliable.
"Uncle Qu, my disciple Chensha has something to ask you."
The spirit pearl flashed, but no one noticed.
In the secluded world of Qingfeng Temple, far away on an isolated island in the human world.
Qu Zhengfeng, who was suspended in the void, looked at the high cliffs on both sides and the rusty iron chains crisscrossing between the cliffs. His brows furrowed slightly, and a communication spirit bead emerged in his palm.
The signals of wind, thunder and rain are visible externally, the sound transmitted by jade slips is invisible, and the communication beads can cross boundaries.
Generally, the hidden world of low level follows the same rules as the entire Nineteen Continents, so it can communicate with the outside world.
Now, Qu Zhengfeng's action clearly showed that someone was sending him a message.
Xie Buchen, who was also standing on the void, stopped and looked at Qu Zhengfeng and the spirit bead in his hand.
As Qu Zhengfeng pointed his finger, Yan Chensha's words appeared in his mind. While he was replying, he said to Xie Buchen, "There are some small matters concerning the younger generation in the sect."
"No problem."
Xie Buchen didn't mind at all.
He was about to retract his gaze, but he didn't expect that at that moment, Qu Zhengfeng's indifferent expression, which had hardly changed since he entered the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple, suddenly became gloomy for a moment.
Xie Buchen saw it at a glance.
Qu Zhengfeng lowered his eyes and played with the communication spirit bead in his hand, with a hint of interest in his eyes.
It seems that the senior sister is in trouble again...
Or the candle-cutter faction with evil intentions.
In this case, why not do something bad in the name of protecting the senior sister
Qu Zhengfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled as bright as a spring mountain, and replied a few words to Yan Chensha with the spirit bead.
On the Herb Picking Peak, Yan Chensha was holding the Communication Spirit Pearl in a daze, not quite believing his ears...
In front of the Black Wind Cave, Zhao Yunbin stared at the entrance of the cave where black wind was surging, and almost wanted to laugh.
So stupid!
She actually re-entered the Black Wind Cave at this time. Did she really think she could escape
Catching a turtle in a jar is the most fun!
The Black Wind Cave is now at its most terrifying, and she doesn't believe that Jianchou can stay there for long.
A huge formation plate suddenly appeared in his hand, and Zhao Yunbin directly placed a large formation in front of the Black Wind Cave!
“Bang!”
The formation plate was broken, and the large formation immediately appeared!
This was a "trap" formation that she had obtained at the cost of three hundred spirit stones. Although it was so expensive that it made her heart bleed, this formation was very sophisticated and powerful, and could last for at least ten days!
Zhao Yunbin really didn't believe it.
Can a cultivator who is only in the late stage of foundation building stay in the Black Wind Cave for ten days
It's a pipe dream!
Once Jianchou comes out, he will be trapped in this formation immediately.
By then, I will wait for Xu Lan'er's fellow disciples to show up. Why would I worry that Jianchou will not die in my hands
The more Zhao Yunbin thought about it, the happier he felt. Finally, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The laughter was carried by the wind and sounded really ferocious.
However, no matter how loud the laughter was, it could not be heard inside the Black Wind Cave.
Jianchou walked across the 100-foot wall with an expressionless face, and then walked another 50 feet forward.
At this moment, the black wind in the Black Wind Cave already carried a powerful destructive force. The spiritual power in Jianchou's body could no longer be released. The glazed golden light of the inner and outer mirrors was dispersed by the black wind, forcing Jianchou to land on his feet and move forward step by step.
As a result, the speed immediately slowed down.
Moreover, the wind blades began to grow larger.
At the beginning, each wind blade was as thin as a needle, and then gradually became like a small knife. Every time it slashed over, it could make Jianchou bleed.
When they reached one hundred and fifty feet, Jianchou had already seen that each of these wind blades looked like a dagger!
I couldn't even imagine it. From 100 feet to 500 feet, there were wind blades. How big would the wind blades behind them be? Or would there be any other changes
The surrounding stone walls were only ten feet high and were getting narrower and narrower.
The texture on the stone wall became strange.
There are many small holes in the protruding places, and the wind blows through them, making a whimpering sound.
Jianchou was no longer able to verify whether this was a wall full of wind-swallowing stones, because the density of the wind blades was enough to make her scalp tingle.
The further you go, the denser it becomes.
Jianchou looked like a person fished out of a pool of blood, with what was hanging on his body no longer a piece of clothing but a set of rags.
If she were allowed to complete her body training and return to Yashan, Jianchou swore—
No matter whether Fu Dao Shanren is her master or her benefactor, she must first pull him out and beat him up!
It’s such a rip-off!
If there was another person present at this moment, I'm afraid that seeing Jianchou's state, he would probably wipe the blood from his nose.
Jianchou tried his best to hold up a few pieces of white light, barely covering his body so as not to lose his composure too much.
brush!
Another wind blade swung towards her!
Jianchou quickly turned his head and was scratched on his cheek, leaving a bloody mark.
She couldn't help but look ahead. There was endless darkness that kept tilting downward. She had no idea what was ahead.
With a long sigh and gritted her teeth, she took a breath and walked away again!
This time, I won’t stop and I won’t avoid!
He let the wind blades cut his flesh and blood one after another, and let the blood flow freely, dyeing his whole body red!
One step, one step, and another step!
One hundred and fifty feet passed in the blink of an eye.
One hundred and sixty feet, one hundred and seventy feet!
…
brush!
The wind blade is like a long sword!
This time, the wind blade cut deeply into Jianchou's shoulder, and blood flowed deeply into the bone!
She tilted her head and found a white mark on the shoulder bone.
For the first time, a wind blade could leave marks on her bones.
Jianchou couldn't help but stop and look forward.
There was a broken sword stuck in the stone wall, and countless inscriptions appeared on the stone wall.
The largest and most conspicuous one is still the one that left the hundred-foot mark earlier.
"After walking another hundred feet to this point, I am exhausted and have no more strength. I am afraid it will be difficult for future generations to explore it. Alas."
Jianchou couldn't help but guess that this should be the person who left a long sword as a mark on the hundred-foot wall.
It seems that the other party can no longer bear it and is ready to give up.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, it turns out that not everyone can pass through the Black Wind Cave.
Apart from this line of words, the rest of the small characters were not as lively as before in front of the Hundred-foot Wall, where there was not such a large area. Instead, there were only a dozen or so sparsely scattered characters.
Jianchou tried his best to move his body and stuck to the edge of the cave wall.
This was a trick she discovered as she traveled along the way. The wind was strongest in the center of the Black Wind Cave, but was much gentler along the edge of the stone wall.
She came here to refine her body, so naturally she didn't need to take any shortcuts. She just needed to stop and rest when she was exhausted. This place leaning against the stone wall naturally became her safe haven.
As he was moving over, Jianchou felt three or five sharp pains on his body!
Swish, swish, swish!
All wind blades!
The moment it fell on her, countless blood flowers appeared.
Small characters are arranged on the two hundred foot wall.
"If you can walk two hundred feet, that's enough! Zhao Jiu from Chongxiao Sect."
"Heifeng of the Black Wind Cave is really a gangster!"
“Hahaha, bro, your clothes have also been cut to pieces, right? I am in the middle stage of the Golden Core, and I have a black robe that can block 70% of the attacks of cultivators of the same level. Now it’s like rags. My heart is bleeding!”
When he looked down and saw that he was wearing tattered clothes, he suddenly felt that he was not alone.
Since everyone is not doing well, she feels a little more balanced.
"Why would Heifeng cut someone's private parts? How shameless!"
"I'm really curious, where on the right side was cut..."
"Same right."
After reading it, Jianchou was speechless.
Fortunately, no one continued the topic in the next sentence.
"You are such a loser! I went into battle shirtless and was unscathed. Black Wind couldn't hurt me at all!"
"Another fake monk, a bald monk of the West Sea Zen sect? A bald monk of the Snowland Tantric sect?"
"Bald donkey, bald donkey, you are just an ass in the world, why bother to be serious? You are the flowery young master of Jingyang Palace."
…
Zen and Tantric Buddhism have the same origin, but they call themselves "Sajia", so it might not be one of these two schools, right
I don’t know what I’m worried about, I just feel…
What the hell is Ruhua Gongzi
"Two hundred feet, with more than three hundred wind blade wounds, but still has some strength to spare."
"I vomited blood and crawled here just to carve a sentence: The one on the right is Longmen Zhou Chengjiang!"
…
The moment he saw this, Jianchou's mouth twitched.
They had to climb to 200 feet, and the inscription revealed that the person in front was Zhou Chengjiang. How much perseverance did it take
An image of a man with blood all over his face, carving words on a stone wall, suddenly appeared in my mind...
At that moment, Jianchou just wanted to say, admiration!
She shook her head and was about to think about whether to carve a word, but when she lowered her eyes, she suddenly found that there were a few small words further to the left.
"Two hundred feet, like walking on flat ground, like being bathed in spring breeze. The Black Wind Cave for physical training is very boring."
…
Black Wind Cave for body training
The handwriting is concise and powerful, yet it has a sense of iron painting and silver hook, and is quite vigorous.
Jianchou couldn't help but narrow his eyes, and immediately guessed something, and just saw this sentence and felt unhappy.
For a moment, she was too lazy to explain and just put a big cross below and wrote a comment: I’m not happy with you.