Fortunately, even though they lost their cultivation base, most of the Jianjian Valley sect members were in good health, so they could persist on this road all the way. Of course, I encountered some poisonous snakes, insects and ants on the road, but they were dealt with early on by the people in front, and did not cause them too much trouble. Some people have cysts on their bodies, and the pills inside are useless, but fortunately they have some dry food.
The clothes were wet and stuck to the body, it was cold and heavy, and the air was so wet that it seemed that water would drip out if you squeezed it with your hands. It goes without saying how uncomfortable it is to breathe.
Among the disciples who left, some had never suffered such a hardship in their entire lives. They are used to every move, the real energy that is everywhere all the time, and it is the first time in their life that they have such a difficult trek with their own feet. Those fabrics that contain spiritual energy have lost their effectiveness long ago, the robes are not as good as ordinary clothes, and the boots are even more unbearable. The soles of the feet have changed from tingling to burning like fire. One step after another, no one dared to stop. Once you stop, you probably won't have the strength to move forward. If you stop, you may be overtaken by unknown dangers and die.
But at such a time, they were more affectionate to their fellow disciples than usual, at least no one abandoned those brothers who were injured or couldn't walk, everyone who was slightly injured supported them, and those who were seriously injured were carried by everyone in turn. Even Mo Chen helped them recite a section, he didn't know the person who recited it, and he probably wouldn't have the chance to know who the other person was afterward.
Many people are holding on with one breath, just want to escape this doom. Mo Chen is much calmer. He has remained absolutely calm from the very beginning when he entered the secret passage, and has been silently counting the distance with his steps.
They have walked this secret path for more than ten miles, and the whole thing is walking through the mountainside and underground. Just now they passed an underground river. Although it is an underground river, it is more than ten feet wide, deep, and icy cold. It is naturally easy to cross this river, but now it is a trouble. It is not easy to swim there, not to mention there are many people who do not know water at all.
Xiao Yu knows a little bit, but he is not proficient in water skills. Teng Ji is a complete landlubber.
He leaned against the stone wall to take a rest, and the stone wall was also damp and cold, making it uncomfortable to lean on.
"When I get out, I must learn Fushui."
Xiao Yu hummed: "Okay, I will accompany you when the time comes."
This problem was quickly resolved. A few skilled disciples chopped up stalagmites and set them up on the underground river as a temporary bridge, and then everyone passed over the bridge one after another. During this period, there was a little accident. Someone stumbled and fell from the bridge. Fortunately, he climbed up from the river later, but was only filled with water.
Mo Chen unknowingly walked to the front position.
He also felt tired, but he could still hold on, not particularly strenuous. He didn't use his true energy at all and only relied on his physical strength to cope with the predicament. He had this kind of experience before. But at that time, it was just to hone oneself, not really losing one's cultivation.
But because of that kind of experience, he is far more comfortable than others now.
If he could help, he didn't hide anything.
Just like the master said, he was born in the Burial Sword Valley after all, and his mother, father and grandparents lived here from generation to generation.
Although he did not grow up here, the fate of being on the same road today may be destined to let him repay the debt he owes to this place and to these people.
Mrs. Xu has long since passed away, although Wu Yunshen sent someone to ask her to take care of the female disciples. But the situation at the moment is that it is difficult for their mother and daughter to travel, and they have come here only with the support of those female disciples.
Not long after crossing the river, Mo Chen could feel the secret passage extending upwards.
According to the time they have already spent, it should be dawn outside by now. Their team has not yet encountered any foreign enemies, but it is still unknown whether there is an ambush ahead.
"Is it... can I go out?"
It is not just one or two people who think this way.
Many people feel that they seem to have been walking for several days and nights, so tired, so far away, should it be the end
At this time, the team stopped.
Many people couldn't stand when they stopped, and just sat or lay down and rested on the spot. They are hungry, depressed, and exhausted. If there were really traps outside the exit, with their current state, it would be effortless for the other party to clean them up.
Mo Chen felt that this might not be to guard against traps.
He moves forward.
This road is also a road of survival of the fittest. Those who couldn't keep up gradually fell to the back of the team, while those who were able to lead the way at the front were all the elite disciples of the sect.
When he walked over, someone noticed him immediately, these people were not ordinary disciples, they would mistake Mo Chen for a face-to-face and unfounded outer disciple.
He was able to walk here, and it seemed that he was still walking steadily and still had enough strength, which showed that his original cultivation base and xinxing were definitely not low. If such a person was from the same sect, they would never know nothing about it.
Facing these vigilant and hostile eyes, Mo Chen didn't care.
Because Wu Yunshen had already turned around to talk to him.
Since Gu Zhu recognized it, the other disciples certainly wouldn't stop him.
"What happened?"
There must be a reason to stop.
In front of Wu Yunshen are two side-by-side stone gates.
The texture of the stone cannot be seen, but this door must not be opened by force alone.
Behind the door should be the exit of the secret passage.
"There should be a formation on the door." Wu Yunshen couldn't even see the slightest clue.
But they have to go out from here, there is no second exit.
The way back is a dead end, and it is impossible for them to go back.
"The former owner didn't say anything?"
Others can't ask this question, and they can't discuss it with him, but Mo Chen doesn't have much scruples when asking.
Although he is an outsider to Burial Sword Valley, the old owner of the valley is his grandfather. The inexplicable relationship between him and Wu Yunshen... He is more qualified than others to ask this question.
"I said it." Wu Yun paused for a moment: "But this formation was left by the founder of the sect, and it has been lost within a few generations. Only one of these two doors is correct."
But let alone choose the door now, they don't even know how to open the door.
Mo Chen reached out and gently touched the stone door.
The surface of the stone gate is not smooth, and the fingertips can feel the uneven roughness.
This kind of feeling is not like the natural texture of the stone, but like human work.
Mo Chen took out a pen and a box of ink from his waist pouch, and traced the concave lines on the stone surface.
The other disciples saw that he was not malicious, so someone came over and took a stone lamp to illuminate him. Mo Chen thanked him and continued to draw the line.
It didn't take much effort, and he finished drawing a stone gate. (to be continued)