Xi Ping rummaged through his pocketbook and found a set of night clothes. He brought all kinds of guy styles, such as long robes, night clothes for beggars, and special costumes from various countries...even the shroud. I don't know what occasion he plans to wear.
He put the night clothes on his body, and hid his white hair and chicken skin, he looked almost like the group of men in black below.
Xi Ping thought about it again, put away his ostentatious saber, and carefully prepared to build a "World's End at This Time" behind a big tree—in case something bad happened, he could slip away in time.
Then he felt safe, and excitedly stepped on a branch through the dense forest and headed for the spirit beast pool.
It was too exciting to pretend to be a "person in black who pretended to be Bupingchan" after just getting angry with Bupingchan's first believer and fabricating a "saint" out of thin air to ask them to leave.
When he becomes a great power in the future and wipes out the evil spirits, he must write a special book about this story for future generations to praise.
The smug Xi Ping flew away, and didn't see the place where he had put the spirit seal just now, the branches rose up automatically without wind. After a while, a little spirit beast shaped like a four-legged snake gradually appeared.
Just now, the little spirit beast saw someone sneaking up on a tree and got something, and curiously crawled over to check, but found nothing. It was a little puzzled, and stretched out its claws to scratch on the tree trunk. This little thing is clearly only the size of a palm, looking naive, its claws stretch out, but a half-foot-long nail pops out, like a sharp blade, it cuts a gap of more than an inch in the tree stump!
Immediately, the spirit seal released its spiritual energy, and was sucked by the four-legged spirit beast's long tongue. Several seal scripts of "The end of the world is at this time" flashed on the tree trunk, and then disappeared.
The spirit beast hiccupped contentedly.
Xi Ping didn't know that he was backed by a "four-legged snake", and he had already sneaked into the spirit beast pool.
Two groups of monks stirred up the water vapor in the spirit beast pool, and a stench came out. A man in black was shot down by a Shu monk's spell, and he was about to fall into the magic circle beside the spirit beast pool.
Xi Ping let go of Lingsi quietly, and lightly hooked it on the magic circle. The unimpeded spiritual energy in the magic circle instantly diverged, and the bizhang stones next to it collapsed, and the formation was abolished.
Xi Ping stepped forward when he saw the right time, gently borrowed his strength from the waste formation, reached out to pick up the injured man in black, and whispered: "Senior brother, be careful."
The man in black heard his authentic Jinping Chengxi accent, and he didn't doubt it, he just said: "Thank you, go to Kanbit to help."
Xi Ping: Okay, no problem.
Like a fish swimming, he took advantage of the situation and inserted himself into the battle situation, sneaking into the crowd of men in black without any trace.
He casually touched the fish for a while in a posture, and he got into the side of the big net.
There were too many spirit beasts in the big net, and Mianlong was squeezed in the middle, out of reach. Xi Ping tentatively stretched out his hand and tugged at the big spirit-catching net. As soon as he pulled it, a cold and stern look was thrown towards him.
No, random touching of the spirit-catching net will touch the inspiration of that senior Foundation Establishment.
Just at this time, a monk from Nanshu charged at him with a knife, Xi Ping flew away, and let the opponent's knife fall on the spirit net and bounce out again, pretending that the spirit net was his "difficult defense against the enemy" and accidentally touched it. of.
In the night, the nearly invisible lingering thread quietly entangled the Yujian at the feet of the Nanshu cultivator. The ferocious Nanshu cultivator felt that his feet were empty, and the endless circulation of spiritual energy was suddenly interrupted. Go down. Xi Ping took the opportunity to grab the long knife in the opponent's hand, and waved it "hehe", "bravely" quite realistically.
The eyes that fell on his surroundings went away.
Xi Ping breathed a sigh of relief, and thought: It's still too obvious on the water, why don't I go down and try.
So he took a deep breath, and when another group of Nanshu monks attacked, before they could touch him, he leaned back exaggeratedly, and was "shot down" into the water of the spirit beast pool.
The Southern Shu cultivator who had been hit by the porcelain was stunned for a moment, and before he could figure out what was going on, he was thrown away by a spell again.
Pang Jian did not act rashly, he hid in the dark, and was carefully studying the moves of those familiar names-after the monks in the enlightenment period have spiritual bones, they will get unique supernatural powers, such as Pang Jian's wall penetration and Bering's transformation. Paper. These supernatural powers did not appear out of thin air. As early as when monks could only rely on foreign objects, they would reveal different tendencies and get close to different immortal weapons. These biases cannot be concealed even if the spiritual appearance is covered.
The more he looked, the more he felt that these "evil spirits" were people from the mine office, and he was hesitating whether to contact the mine office in Dawan when he suddenly saw a familiar name through the blindfold.
Pang Jian: "..."
When did that bastard Xi Shiyong get in here!
Xi Ping jumped into the water and squeezed in through the gap of the dizzy big spirit beast. When he saw the fangs of an unknown big spirit beast, he couldn't help touching it.
Some of the spirit beasts were caught in the spirit net, and some of them bumped into each other and floated around, which really blocked Xi Ping's people firmly.
He stepped on the back of a spirit beast, spotted the big spirit-catching net, quietly pulled out the twining spirit thread, and poked it through the hole in the big net.
Mianlong's heart was like a natural spiritual pump, and the lingering silk quickly locked on it, and the soft thin thread passed through the densely packed spirit beasts, gently hooking Mianlong's tail.
Like pressing the strings of a zither, Xi Ping pressed the spirit silk firmly, cut off a bit of spiritual energy wrapped around Mianlong's body by the spirit-catching net without anyone noticing, and pulled the dragon's body down—
At this time, the spirit-catching net was suddenly lifted up, Xi Ping gave a "tsk", and was about to catch up, when the Nanshu monks threw down the spells in unison, and smashed the big net back again in the water.
Unable to resist such a heavy tug, the Lingling thread snapped, and the spirit-catching net with a dozen large spirit beasts wrapped around it pressed down on Xi Ping's head.
In order to avoid being slammed to death by the spirit beasts, Xi Ping hugged the thigh of a swimming spirit beast and hid under the belly of the spirit beast.
The water in the spirit beast pool was so muddy that Xi Ping couldn't see clearly for a while. Fortunately, the monks in the awakening period were no better than ordinary people, and it was nothing to dive for half an hour in one breath. He fumbled around for a long time, only to find that the thigh he was hugging was covered with golden armor - looking up the thick pillar-like leg, it turned out to be the half-conscious golden armor.
This golden-armored ferocious was a little smaller than the one he saw this morning, so it might be a small ferocious.
It didn't know what kind of medicine it had taken, its eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and it stared blankly at Xi Ping, the "animal" hugging his thigh.
I don't know if the man-eating man in the canal is his father or his mother... Xi Ping said in his heart: Never mind, let the father pay the debt.
With a smirk, he pulled out the spirit knife he had snatched from the Nanshu cultivator, and slammed it into the crevice of the golden armor, pouring spiritual energy into the wound at the same time!
The big guy who was about to float up on his belly was excited and let out a furious roar.
Before Pang Jian had time to find out where that boy Xi Ping had gone, he saw an enraged monster jump out of the water like a carp, and opened its bloody mouth in disbelief, facing the entangled The monks on both sides bit together.
The monks were like dandelions blown by a strong wind, flying all over the sky in an instant, and even the spirit net was shaken, and instantly loosened!
Mianlong plunged into the water, the spiritual energy wrapped around it had been cut off, so it slipped out through the gaps of other spirit beasts.
Immediately afterwards, it paused, and the direction of its slide unnaturally turned to the other side, as if being pulled by an invisible rope.
The enraged golden armor thumped like a tsunami in the spirit beast pool, and at the same time, a figure passed through the waves it stirred up like lightning.
The moment he passed by Mianlong, the horns on the unlucky Mianlong's head were shortened.
Got it!
Xi Ping threw the dragon horn into the mustard seeds.
The next moment, the overwhelming spirit nets chased after him, and all the lingering threads in his hand were thrown out. The translucent lingering threads flashed with the waves, and his whole body seemed to be a jellyfish that suddenly bloomed.
The densely entangled spirit threads suddenly twisted a hole in the spirit-catching net. Before the eyes of the senior who established the foundation could cast his gaze again, Xi Ping had already flew through the hole, and his whole body seemed to have fallen lead from his feet. The bottom of the spirit beast pond sank.
Most of the spirit beasts raised in the spirit beast pool are water and land spirit beasts, and the water is not too deep, only about four or five feet.
As soon as Xi Ping fell to the bottom of the pool, without further delay, he directly pressed the Gongshi seal on the bottom of the pool, ready to run away.
And yet... nothing happened.
Xi Ping: "..."
He didn't have time to think about the reason, the golden armor that he stabbed just now was pushed into the water by the monks of both sides, and threw it at Xi Ping.
Xi Ping hurriedly flew away, but spirit beasts are intelligent!
The embarrassing Jinjiajian immediately recognized the bitch passing by as the murderer who stabbed it just now. This big guy was incredibly flexible underwater, turned around quickly, and bit Xi Ping.
No, the sufferer has come to collect debts.
Xi Ping wished he could grow a fish tail.
He walked around in the water and almost swam out the entire "Getaway", feeling the fangs of the giant beast brushing against his back several times.
And at this time, by coincidence, the spirit-catching net that he broke just now came after him together!
Xi Pinglang almost forgot his surname all night, so this time he had suffered retribution.
In desperation, when Xi Ping was forced to the bottom of the pool by the giant beast again, he built another "The End of the World Together at This Time".
The distance between the two common time seals is no more than a hundred steps, and when the two seals meet, the space at the bottom of the spirit beast pool is instantly distorted.
Because it is only an enlightenment-level fairy artifact, after the total time seal is closed, the space where the two meet is very limited, and it can only accommodate a few people to pass from one place to the other. Unable to pass, Xi Ping wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of the four-legged piranha.
Unexpectedly, with a "bang", an ominous silver light flashed across the bottom of the pool. Xi Ping's eyelids twitched: Why is there an invisible inscription at the bottom of the spirit beast pool
The total seal of this time overlaps the two places, and also merges the inscriptions of the two places into one place. The mysterious inscription that Xi Ping had never seen before was suddenly disturbed, and a huge air current roared from the bottom of the pool, hitting and disfiguring the golden armor that was chasing after him.
Xi Ping rolled out on all fours, and suddenly his body was empty—this broken pool is not solid!
As soon as the inscription exploded, it leaked!
There was a hurricane on the surface of the spirit beast pool, and a huge vortex opened up in the water. Not only the spirit beasts in the water, but also the old traces of Nankai on the water surface, the grass, trees and gravel by the water, and even the monks in mid-air... were all sucked in. .
Whether it's the man in black or the Nanshu monks from the Spirit Beast Ranch, they couldn't care less about pinching each other for a while, and they all ran away in all directions.
The foundation building power was here, and dozens of people were beating up with lightning and thunder, but it was not as loud as Xi Shiyong alone.
Pang Jian was so obsessed, not Xi Ping, but the couple of Marquis Yongning—they have fed such a thing for twenty years without baldness, what kind of talent is this, he doesn't believe it's not the reincarnation of a fairy!
At this moment, a cluster of fireworks shot up from the west sky, and a group of flying horses came towards the wind, and they said loudly from a long distance: "We are monks stationed in Xichu, and we are here to help our friends. Where is the evildoer doing this?"
Pang Jian frowned, why did people from Chu come to join in the fun? It's getting messy.
After hesitating for a moment, he jumped into the chaotic spirit beast pool, and plunged into the depths of the whirlpool.
Xi Ping couldn't see or hear for a while, he just felt that his whole body was stretched by the huge gravitational force under his feet. If it wasn't for the physical strength of the cultivator in the awakening period, which was far stronger than ordinary people, he probably would have been pulled in two.
He tried to play the bone qin, but the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, and the sound of the qin that cut off half of Feiqiong Peak was so weak that he couldn't hear it—he couldn't gather his spiritual energy at all, as if his meridian had been broken again.
wrong…
Xi Ping suddenly realized that it wasn't that his meridians were broken, it was because of the violent aura surging around him, rushing through his insufficiently broad meridians like a flood, and he couldn't control himself.
Suddenly, the falling force that pulled him down disappeared, and Xi Ping was rolled into a ball by the water flow, and rolled forward with the water flow together with a bunch of spirit beasts who were as dizzy as he was. He hugged his head to avoid the tail that was thrown by a spirit beast, closed his eyes and grabbed it, using the weight of the spirit beast to stabilize himself.
After an unknown amount of time, the water gradually slowed down.
It was only then that Xi Ping realized that what he was grabbing was still the golden armor—the nose was still crooked.
Shameless like him, he didn't know how to react for a while, so he had to give Brother Ji a smile.
Jin Jiaying also couldn't figure out why this person always wanted to harm himself, and the road to enemies was narrow, so he would chew him up when he turned around.
However, before the giant mouth could be closed, an invisible golden arrow shot through the upper jaw.
The giant beast hit the nearby stone wall, and the gushing blood sprayed Xi Ping into a bloody man.
Xi Ping was picked up by the back of his neck and picked up.
As soon as Xi Ping turned his head, he saw Brother Pang's distraught face. Before he could say hello, Pang Jian waved his big hand and slapped him on the back of the head.
Xi Ping sprayed out a round bubble in the water, and was dragged by Pang Jian to pass through the nearby stone wall.
He didn't know how many times he entered and exited the rock. The pangolin surnamed Pang entered and exited the rock wall as if walking on flat ground, drilling so hard that he couldn't find the north. About one incense stick, there was a "wow" in his ear, and Pang Jian lifted him out of the water, and the two of them went to a cave with artificial traces.
Banxian was also about to suffocate, a long-lost breath rolled into Xi Ping's lungs, and he coughed earth-shatteringly.
"Pang... Kaka... Brother, you're stuck on my neck..."
Pang Jian sneered and said, "If I can strangle you to death, I will be honored by the whole world."
Xi Ping's words came quickly: "From now on, every year and festival, everyone will pay homage. Master Pang will bless his beautiful wife and beautiful concubines. He will hold the two together for three years. He will cure all diseases, and sincerity will lead to spiritual success."
Damn!
Pang Jian couldn't hold back, grabbed him and beat him.
After beating, Pang Dutong also found it incredible that this kid Xi Shiyong always has a way to bring other people's mental level to the same height as him, so that everyone who has made up his mind to "not be as knowledgeable as him" will fail, and said: " Come here, I won't hit you anymore."
Xi Ping couldn't be fooled by him. Wearing wet night clothes, he coiled up on the roof of the cave like a bat and couldn't get down. He complained: "You are bullying... It's different from you. People's hearts."
Pang Jian asked curiously, "You've only known me for a few days, so familiar?"
Xi Ping poked out an old and unscrupulous head, and flicked his tongue at him: "I accidentally smashed through the bottom of the spirit beast pool just now, what are you doing with me, brother?"
Pang Jian sneered, "Don't be too sentimental. I'm looking for your master's sake. I'm afraid that your life will be lost here. I can't explain it to General Zhi."
Xi Ping said: "It's no wonder my master likes you so much that he always 'asks you, Senior Brother Pang' and 'asks Senior Brother Pang to take you there'."
Pang Jian: "..."
For a moment, the hairs on this unruly and unruly man with a mouth sharper than an arrow were all bristling, and he got stuck, almost stuttering: "You...you..."
This kid is by no means a naive and unabashed son of a bitch, Pang Jian has already seen it, he is just a little boy with a heartless face, deliberately wandering on the boundary between "rudeness" and "frankness", and specializes in groping people's cartilage .
Pang Jian: "... Your master really said that?"
Damn, it's accurate with one poke.
"That's still... hiss!" Xi Ping leaned back, not guarding against a hard object on the back of his head, he groped back and groped something, breaking something off the wall, "What is this?"
With the eyesight of a half-immortal, there is no need to light a lamp in the dark.
Xi Ping recognized that what he broke off was the base of a wall lamp. It has been a long time ago—no one uses this kind of oil lamp anymore—the base is not moon-plated, it is a little rusty, and it can still be seen that the carving is complicated and exquisite, almost luxurious. .
He brought the base of the lamp closer and smelled it, and smelled a faint fragrance of flowers.
When Taoism did not bestow the moongold, mortal metallurgical technology was not enough to support machines, and workers at that time were mainly handicrafts. It is actually Nanhe who has achieved the ultimate in craftsmanship. Countless skilled craftsmen have been produced here. So far, half of the ancient skills collected by the Ministry of Industry are Nanhe editions.
It is said that the royal family of Nanhe used to mix a special kind of spirit shark fat with lamp oil, called "Yue Rong Xiang", light a bowl, and the fragrance in the palace will last for a hundred years. Danguifang once used this kind of moon melting incense wax.
Based on the geography that Xi Ping added before departure, he remembered that the resident of the Kingdom of Shu seemed to be in the original capital of Nanhe Kingdom.
"Brother, why are there antiques from the Nanhe period here?"
Pang Jian took the lamp holder and looked at it. After listening to him talk about the unimaginable inscription at the bottom of the spirit beast pool, he roughly calculated the location and muttered: "Don't think there was a secret passage in Nanhe Imperial City back then..."
Xi Ping: "Huh?"
"Spirit Beast Pool is the former site of the 'Line-line Yaochi' in the Nanhe Imperial Palace... My God, why are you so ignorant." Pang Jian said, "We just passed through the bottom of the Spirit Beast Pool and were rushed east by the water all the way. Forget it, it should be not far from Nanhe Imperial City back then."
Xi Ping immediately remembered the phrase "they are looking for there" in "Wuchangyi": "No wonder they—I mean the senior brothers stationed in the mine who pretended to be evil tonight and made so much noise in the spirit beast pool. Shu country resident! What are they looking for? Could it be this?"
Pang Jian narrowed his eyes: "How do you know that those men in black are stationed in the mine?"
Xi Ping: "I guessed from your face, I tried it in the past, and it really speaks Jinping's dialect."
Pang Jian asked again: "Then how do you know that they are looking for things in the Shu Kingdom's garrison?"
Xi Ping didn't stumble at all: "I heard about it when I sneaked in - besides, our seniors stationed in the mine office have such wealth, how could they care about those broken spirit beasts?"
Pang Jian intuitively felt that his words were watery. This kid was very serious and mixed the truth with nonsense, and there was no trace of transition in the middle, making it hard to guard against.
He stared at Xi Ping and asked, "Aren't you also thinking about other people's spirit beasts? I haven't interrogated you yet, what are you doing?"
"Look for this." Xi Ping spread his hands, and showed Pang Jian a section of cotton dragon horn that he had just put into the mustard seed, "Isn't it pretty? It looks like a blue jade carving."
Pang Jian: "..."
What a fart! Just because of this thing, you collapsed the entire spirit beast pool
Pang Dutong took a deep breath and reminded himself: Old Pang, he is more than a hundred years old, he must be human, and he should not get angry with little bastards.
He slowed down his speech as much as possible, stabilized his tone, and asked, "What are you doing with the Mianlong horn?"
"Mianlongjiao can cure blind eyesight." Xi Ping said, "I just read it from a book, and brought it home to treat my third brother."
Pang Jian thought for a while before realizing who the "third brother" was, and said in his heart: What disease is being cured, isn't that kid Zhou Ying just pretending
"Mianlong is rare, but the main thing that is rare is the heart. Its horn is changed every 100 years, so it is not so rare." Pang Jian said, "The king of Zhuang wants to use the horn of Mianlong, can't the palace get it? Use you adventure?"
"Hey, I didn't want to take any risks. I came here all the time. I just took a sheep by the hand. Wasn't that an accident just now?" Xi Ping said as he walked along the wall lamp, "I don't need to talk about it—my third brother People, brother, you have dealt with each other before, and you are introverted and thoughtful. You have to let him know that others always miss him, so that you can coax him to talk and ask a few more questions, otherwise I am afraid that he will bore me out of trouble."
Pang Jian was speechless and could only sneer in return.
While talking, the two of them quickly walked through the secret road, and the more they walked, the wider it became. After walking about a hundred feet, they reached the end of the road and reached a dead end.
However, with Pang Jian around, he is not afraid of dead ends.
"It wasn't designed on purpose. It should be that the passageway has been knocked down, and it will be blocked after a long time." Pang Jian reached out and knocked on the wall a few times to make sure that there was no aura wave of the inscription magic circle on the other end, so he tapped it Xi Ping's shoulders and led him through.
As soon as Xi Ping landed, there was a "click" under his feet.
On the other side of the passageway of the landslide lay several human skeletons, and a rib was broken by his foot.
"Sin, sin." Xi Ping hastily withdrew his foot and bowed to the bone, "I'm really sorry, I really didn't see it, it's all thanks to Pang."
Old Pang gave him a kick: "It should be the person who wanted to run through the secret road when the city was besieged by the Four Kingdoms, but was trapped here."
Xi Ping asked: "Is there no fairy weapon to get out of trouble?"
"They're all mortals," Pang Jian said. "At that time, the degraded celestial artifacts hadn't circulated... Besides, there were four sects of ascension powers besieging the city back then, and there were aura fluctuations underground. Wouldn't it be discovered immediately?"
The two bypassed the skeleton and walked down a small stone step, their vision suddenly opened up.
I saw an underground palace here, 100 meters high, although half of it has collapsed, the remaining space can accommodate a thousand people.
The dust was more than an inch thick, and the atmosphere of those carved railings and murals has not diminished at all, and Guangyun Palace can't match it.
In the ruins of the underground palace, half of the palace banquet was not withdrawn-the other half was buried by the huge stone pressed by the landslide.
All the people in the banquet had turned into bones, and some were even crushed under stones.
The desperate Nanhe nobles fled here, but were trapped due to the landslide of the underground palace.
In the desperate situation, some people squeezed at the exit, trying in vain to dig a way out, while some people threw a banquet here.
Xi Ping saw a broken qin in the ruins: These people should be dying, singing and dancing in the crumbling underground palace, and people were constantly being crushed to death by falling stones during the banquet... The string song rang until the qin broke.
There was a stone platform in the middle of the banquet, which should have been a stage, and there stood a statue like a sacrificial offering. It was the image of a man kneeling on the ground, who had been tortured with more than ten kinds of torture, so lifelike. Blood was written all over the body of the statue, and even the years of dust could not cover up the resentment that rushed to his face, which made one's hair stand on end.
Xi Ping couldn't understand Nanhe's script, so he asked, "Brother Pang, what kind of characters are written there?"