Zuo Xiaonian was stunned: "No."
"Really? Not at all?"
"Really do not have."
"What about the divine consciousness fluctuations?"
"nor!"
Zuo Xiaoduo frowned: "Was it just my illusion?"
He recalled carefully, and it seemed that... there was a very subtle spiritual power that flashed by.
Zuo Xiaoduo can be sure.
This is definitely not human spiritual power. If this kind of spiritual power is artificially controlled, then this person's cultivation would probably have reached a level where no one can rival him.
In fact, even Elder Wan in the Tianling Forest, and Elder Shui whom he met later, had tremendous mental powers that were beyond his level of cognition, but had not reached the current extremely detailed level.
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian flew upwards while getting closer to the cliff.
Look carefully to see if there is anything unusual on the cliff, any hollow or shallow places? Maybe there is a hole that attracts Qin Fangyang and sucks him in
But until they were almost out of the poisonous fog area, they still found nothing.
Zuo Xiaoduo finally gave up his last bit of hope and couldn't help feeling lost.
"Nothing was found."
"Even the swords thrown down by the enemy were not found. They must have been swallowed and melted by the swamp..."
Zuo Xiaoduo was very disappointed and returned with Zuo Xiaonian.
…
And just after the two left.
On the swamp ground, not far from the void where the two had just stood, the space suddenly became hazy and changed, and then, a huge hole appeared out of thin air.
The hole that suddenly appeared was several thousand meters wide, enough to accommodate an aircraft carrier...
In a moment, a huge head stretched out silently.
This head must be at least as big as seven or eight locomotives. Its eyes rolled around. It flipped upwards.
One eyeball alone is almost as big as a house.
The swamp area seemed to be boiling, and the gurgling waves rose hundreds of meters. The next moment, a huge tail rolled in the swamp, just like a person who had been sleeping for a long time and suddenly stretched...
Countless bubbles emerged and burst, and the poisonous fog in the sky became even thicker.
A vague murmured voice: "That little thing almost discovered me just now, it's quite perceptive..."
“That was a close call!”
His huge eyeballs rolled up, revealing a look of 'lingering fear'.
But if this look were seen by others, I estimate that most people in the entire Shangjing City would be scared to death by him.
"My ancestors said that I cannot be discovered by anyone. Once I am discovered, it will be the end of me..."
The voice whispered.
"But those two little creatures are so weak, can they really threaten me..."
This huge monster that suddenly appeared had two strange horns on its head.
He murmured, "No matter what, what the ancestor said must be true... I just don't know when the ancestor will come back... I'm so bored here..."
He wagged his tail in frustration.
Then he rolled his eyes even more depressed and turned to look around.
It was a person whose whole body was covered with wounds and almost torn to pieces. He lay quietly beside the monster, his body not even as big as the nails on the monster's claws.
"But what about this?"
The monster looked at the lying person in distress.
"The ancestor said that I must not kill... I must not see anyone. I have never killed anyone. Even the poison gas is protected by the power of the inner elixir and cannot escape..."
"I can't see anyone... What should I do? This person was still alive when he fell. Does this count as breaking my rules..."
"It's so depressing..."
"Why can't I yawn at any other time? Why do I have to yawn at that time?" The monster was very depressed.
"This little thing is not good either. How could it just happen to fall into my mouth... I am speechless..."
"If I hadn't yawned... this little thing would have fallen directly, and either died from the fall, drowned, or been poisoned... It would have nothing to do with me, how come it just happened to fall into my mouth..."
"Now, if he dies, it must be related to me... Why is it that this little thing is associated with such a powerful destiny? If this destiny backfires, I can't bear it..."
"What to do?"
It carefully turned over the person lying quietly with its little fingernail and sighed: "But the wounds on the little thing are too severe... Why should I bear the consequences of such a mortal being dying here? Is there still reason in this world..."
"If I want to keep this guy alive... I have to use the original power of my inner elixir... Oh my god, I am at a huge disadvantage!"
"Why am I so unlucky..."
"Hasn't it always been the case that whoever meets me is unlucky? How come after tens of thousands of years, I have met someone like this and it's me who is unlucky?"
The monster sighed and muttered to himself.
Looking at this person who was almost torn to pieces, with his breath of life getting weaker and weaker, he reluctantly leaned over and dripped a drop of saliva into his mouth.
"Let's keep it going for now... If he comes back to life, won't he see me? Once he sees me, won't it mean that I've been seen? If I've been seen, then I've broken my oath? If I break my oath, won't I be in even greater trouble!?"
Every drop of saliva from the monster was like a bath for the person lying below, and his entire body was soaked.
"Too small..."
The monster sighed: "You are lucky... This is my inner elixir water..."
He looked up with some boredom, looking at the huge amount of poisonous fog in the air that he had created over the years. In his huge eyes, there was an indescribable desire: "When can I go out and play freely..."
"Grandmaster... when will my benefactor come? I have waited for so many years... Do you know, do you know, all the flowers I have waited for have withered..."
"I'm in such a difficult situation... On the one hand, they don't allow me to see anyone, but on the other hand, they say my benefactor will come... How can there be a benefactor if I don't see anyone... Woo woo..."
After feeling sorry for myself for a long time, I suddenly thought of something.
He lowered his head suddenly.
Looking at the person lying on the ground.
Surprised and uncertain: "This... this... this... this little thing could be my benefactor, right?"
…
"If this guy is my benefactor, doesn't that mean I can... go out now?"
The monster's two big eyes blinked and suddenly became excited.
He suddenly lowered his head and looked at the tattered person on the ground, and the saliva in his mouth immediately dripped 9.375 meters.
"My dear... You must be my dear!..."
"Ahhh... I'm almost suffocating... Don't you have to be my benefactor too..."
…
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian climbed up to the top of the mountain somewhat discouraged.
Both of them were a little dejected.
After mobilizing a large number of troops and working hard along the way, both of them felt that they had gained nothing.
I got an iron nail.
As for the poisonous fog that Zuo Xiaoduo collected, neither of them felt that it was anything to gain - just a little bit of poison, what good would it do
Whether it was Zuo Xiaoduo or Zuo Xiaonian, they always collected things in large quantities and didn't even look at these little things...
Lei Changtian followed closely behind, rising from below.
He did not go down to the bottom, but protected himself from a distance in the poisonous fog.
Seeing this thick poisonous fog, Lord Demon Ancestor immediately wanted to collect some for backup: when encountering a large battle formation of enemies that he couldn't deal with, this thing would be an essential weapon in battle!
When the time comes...
It melts a large piece instantly, what a great thing.
But Lord Demon Ancestor did not have such equipment and could only watch with envy.
Hearing that these two precious guys didn't even take it seriously, I couldn't help but feel a toothache.
"I don't know what to say..."
"With this thing, you can keep your life even when surrounded by millions of monsters... You actually don't treat it as a toy..."
"But I just can't control myself at all. I'm so angry that my liver hurts!"
"Alas, those who truly know and understand good things are less likely to get them... On the contrary, those who know nothing have extremely bad luck..."
Lei Changtian sighed to the sky: "When I was young, I played poker with Zuo Changchang and his friends. I would catch three of a kind every once in a while. Those who were instigated by them would open their cards on their own initiative. Later, when they realized that was the biggest, they didn't even want to play leopards or golden flowers. Every time I played cards, I lost so much that I lost all my underwear... I suspect that those guys were cheating..."
"I guess Zuo Changchang cheated..."
"First he made me addicted, then he made me lose... In the end I wrote him an IOU that was as thick as a palm. He seduced my daughter away... I was smart all my life, but I was foolish for a moment..."
"Alas, the past is like smoke and cannot be mentioned..."
…
Zuo Xiaoduo and his companion rushed up from the bottom of the cliff like rockets, directly into the air, and then slowly fell down. The spiritual energy surged, dispersing all the remaining poisonous fog that stuck to the surroundings.
Then the two of them were stunned for a moment.
Because, in front of the two of them, there were five masked men in black standing quietly on the edge of the cliff!
Pairs of bright and shining eyes looked at the two of them.
His eyes were full of interest.
And unspeakable cruelty.
"Zuo Xiaoduo, have you found anything after entering this thousand-foot cliff?" A man in black was standing in the middle, his black robe fluttering in the wind. The sound was as sonorous and powerful as the clanging of metal.
Zuo Xiaoduo stopped in mid-air and narrowed his eyes.
"Who are you? How dare you stop us here? Don't tell me that you haven't heard of my name, Iron Fist Master Zuo Xiaoduo?"
Zuo Xiaoduo snorted.
"Mr. Iron Fist, hehe..."
The leading black-clad man smiled faintly and said, "Don't use such a small trick in front of me. Zuo Xiaoduo is known as the Iron Fist Prince, but your real forte is your sword."
The man in black had a playful look in his eyes and said calmly, "Sword of the Spirit Cat, I am right, am I not?"
… …
[I’m taking a day off today. I’m feeling very depressed. My Chinese teacher passed away, and I need to go back. It’s very sad. I still remember that when the teacher finished reading my composition on the podium, he sighed and said: This child can be a writer in the future... When I was desperate, this sentence supported my online writing career...
I'm sorry today... Brothers and sisters.]
(End of this chapter)