"How was it?"
"Is everything okay?"
Before Feng Sibei could think more, a gentle voice came.
He subconsciously suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, looked up, and saw Chen Yulou looking over with a smile.
"I'm fine waiting, but the two little brothers seem to be a little injured."
Feng Sibei pointed at Yang Fang and the old foreigner.
The eye of the storm suddenly broke, and the trapped Swifts fled in all directions. The two of them seemed to have been accidentally scratched.
Hear the words.
Everyone looked over subconsciously.
Hua Ling didn't dare to delay, and quickly took off the medicine box to bandage them.
"No, it's not that serious. It's just a little bit of skin damage."
"That's right, skin injuries may scab over at some point. Junior sister Hua Ling doesn't have to worry about it."
See this situation.
The two of them immediately blushed and waved their hands.
Isn't this a barbecue on the fire?
A group of more than ten people crossed the bridge without incident, but something happened to them. It was not a bandage, it was just a slap in the face.
"How can that be done? The hotter the weather is, the more likely the scratched area will be infected. That will be the real trouble."
Hua Ling's face was sullen, her brows furrowed.
"Junior sister Hua Ling is right, you two should stop being coy."
"Be early and act early."
Chen Yulou's eyes brightened after hearing this.
The concept of germs invading the body should not be considered mainstream in this era. Hua Ling is indeed proficient in medicinal pathology and is able to realize this step.
"Yes, Shopkeeper Chen."
Hear what he said.
Yang Fang and the old foreigner couldn't help but look at each other, and then responded with clasped fists in a muffled voice.
Each opened their sleeves, revealing the tightly hidden backs of their hands.
Hua Ling looked down.
His brows immediately furrowed even deeper.
That was a skin injury. A series of blood marks spread from the back of the hand to the wrist. The shallow ones were like carvings, and the deep ones were almost deep into the bones. He was really able to bear such a serious wound without saying a word. It would have hurt someone else. No more.
"Give me the wine."
Hua Ling looked angry.
I don’t want to say more.
He just stretched out his hand toward Yang Fang.
The latter was immediately confused and hesitantly took off the wine gourd from his waist and handed it over.
Unexpectedly, after Hua Ling pulled out the cork, she spilled the wine on the backs of their hands, causing Yang Fang to almost jump up from the ground in shock.
"Wait...wait."
"Junior sister Hua Ling, what are you doing? I can't bear to drink this wine myself."
The monkey wine brewed by Yuan Hong is worth more than a thousand gold.
A hole of wine was divided among them, and each of them got less than a pound.
He was only willing to take a sip when he was practicing.
When he was on the way, he saw Bai Banla's face turned pale and he was sweating like rain, which was obviously a sign of exhaustion and energy deficiency, so he was willing to give him a few mouthfuls.
Now, I watched the clear wine pouring down the back of my hand.
For a while.
The pain in his heart is like a knife cutting through his flesh, which is more intense than the pain caused by strong alcohol washing the wound.
"Disinfection..."
Hua Ling responded with two words coldly.
There was no intention of stopping in the movements of his hands.
Yang Fang could only look at Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle for help, hoping that the two big bosses could stand up and say something fair. But as soon as he raised his head, the two of them turned around with a tacit understanding, as if they felt something. .
See this situation.
He could only shut up.
However, the feeling of watching Hou'er's wine flow away was actually more uncomfortable than killing him. In pain, Yang Fang gritted his teeth and closed his eyes directly.
Out of sight, out of mind.
As for the old foreigner on the side, he could hardly bear it anymore.
However, he didn't laugh for long before he saw his junior sister take off his wine bag, and the clear wine turned into an arc and poured onto the back of his hand and wrist.
Looking at the two people's faces ashen.
Everyone around them couldn't bear it any longer.
They could only pretend to be curious and walked all the way out of the Longmen Cave with the lamp in hand, but their trembling shoulders exposed their inner thoughts.
Hua Ling was still serious, after washing away the wound bit by bit.
Then he took out the medicinal powder and applied medicine to the two of them, and then bandaged them carefully.
"Thank you, junior sister."
"Thank you, Miss Hualing."
"No need." Seeing the two of them reluctantly clasping their fists to say thank you, Hua Ling curled her lips, closed the medicine box, and did not forget to warn, "Try not to touch the water until the wound heals."
"Okay."
The two looked at each other.
It feels a bit like brothers in need.
The other end.
Chen Yulou and others have reached the end of Longmen Grottoes. Looking up, they see endless darkness in front of them, but they can still vaguely see the outline of the undulating mountains and the ancient trees in the dense forest.
The sky is like a dome that covers the surrounding areas.
The moon was obscured by the peak, and only the faint moonlight could be seen shining on the top of the mountain.
"It should be a canyon."
"Looking at the terrain, with the front light and the back, and the river flowing, it is indeed a geomantic treasure."
After a casual glance, several people had a rough idea.
While Chen Yulou was making simple comments, there seemed to be an invisible pen waving in the depths of his mind, gradually sketching out a map of the terrain, mountains and rivers.
Then compare it with the situation map of Dixian Village that he personally drew before coming here.
For a while, my heart gradually became clearer.
Dixian Village, called a village, is actually a living ghost house built underground.
It takes advantage of the terrain of Coffin Gorge.
For thousands of years, Wuxi has been making a living by mining Wu salt. There are countless salt mine caves in the mountains, as well as naturally formed underground caves, tunnels and abyss created by digging mountains and rivers, and earthquakes and landslides.
The most important thing is.
The ancient dove occupied the magpie's nest.
Robbed the tomb of King Wuyang.
The hundreds of tribesmen who were taken away by him were brainwashed by him, and they only dreamed of becoming immortals and immortality.
This was only in a few years.
A huge underground palace was built abruptly underground.
According to the structure of Dixian Village and what he saw now, he was basically able to judge that the peak outside him was where Dixian Village was located.
The canyon below is on the mountainside of the underground palace.
As long as you calculate the direction accurately and dig a tunnel down, you can reach the outermost edge of Dixian Village, which is the rock dome where the Nine Death Jingling Armor is buried.
Looking at it this way, it seems that it would be easier to take Hu Bayi's path.
But...
Just like the tomb of the king in Zhelong Mountain.
Without some great luck, it would be difficult to enter without any hindrance.
Otherwise, why would Chen Yulou in another time and space become Blind Chen, and why would the huge Xiling Changsheng Mountain disappear into thin air overnight?
The Muchen Bead, which could not be found after thousands of years of moving mountains, was easily obtained.
The Feng family's ancestors had not been allowed to enter Dixian Village for generations. They and their group succeeded in taking down the village with Yao Mei'er and Professor Sun behind them without any death or injury.
Instead, this is the current path.
For him, it's more simple and violent.
After breaking through the Nine Death Jingling Armor, the entire Dixian Village was the only last obstacle for him.
That is the Corpse Immortal Feng Shigu.
"Yuan Hong!"
Thinking of this, Chen Yulou didn't hesitate and shouted back.
"Here."
"Go and listen, where is the dome at the bottom of the mountain?"
The art of looking at the earth of the White Ape lineage is like a dragon's ability to distinguish water. It is an innate magical power engraved in the bones. After entering the realm of the great demon, this talent becomes even more amazing.
It's just that there aren't many opportunities to use it.
The last time, it had to be traced back to the ancient city of Jingjue.
With its magical power and the Feng Shui secrets of the Sixteen Dragons, the entrance was successfully found.
Therefore, the secret of this kind of talent is not about having too much, but just having the right timing.
"Yes, Master!"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Hong immediately clasped his fists and agreed.
Then he passed through the crowd.
He jumped from the cave door into the mountain stream.
Chen Yulou, holding a lamp, followed closely behind.
The mountainside below me is already steep and precipitous, and the dense forest and rocks make it even more rugged and difficult to navigate.
However, it was not difficult at all for him and Yuan Hong.
Less than a moment. They have already arrived at the location.
I saw Yuan Hong taking a deep breath, and a ray of golden light suddenly appeared from his eyes, and then wandered around him. His originally white hair seemed to be turning black in an instant.
The demonic energy is like a mirage, like a tidal wave.
A frightening aura suddenly rushed up, centering on it, and suddenly expanded in all directions.
For some reason, at this moment, everyone in Longmen felt that its figure seemed to be slowly rising up under the moonlight.
Just like the legendary mountain ghost.
"This is... a mandrill?"
Feng Sibei was still well-informed, and when he noticed the changes in Yuan Hong, his pupils suddenly froze, and there seemed to be a storm in his mind, and he couldn't help but murmur.
It is recorded in the Book of Mountains and Seas that there is a big ghost in the deep mountains of the south. It is extremely powerful and looks like an ape. It can tear tigers and leopards alive. It is said that it feeds on ghosts.
He thought it was just a strange thing.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, he actually saw the shadow of the mandrill on Yuan Hong.
Especially the demonic aura is even more horrifying.
He has traveled around the world for many years and has seen a lot, but except for some mountain spirits and wild monsters that have become popular, he has never seen such a great monster.
But the people around him acted as if they had never heard of it before, as if they had already gotten used to it.
Just a hint of wonder.
It seems that he feels that it has become stronger again.
On the contrary, the Bashan ape was already lying on the ground shivering. The absolute suppression coming from the depths of his bloodline was like the heaven and earth toppling to him.
"It's really much stronger."
Chen Yulou was the closest and felt the changes in Yuan Hong the most deeply.
Not to mention two years ago.
Even compared to what it was before the dragon hunt, it was like heaven and earth.
The difference is huge.
And as it transformed into a mandrill, Yuan Hong raised his hand. In his big furry hands, golden light flowed back and forth along the palm lines, and he pressed down hard on the mountain below him.
In an instant.
That ray of golden light was like the scorching sun melting ice and the fire burning mist. It instantly penetrated the vast earth and quickly extended towards the underground.
If you look carefully.
You will realize that the wisps of golden light are not moving around randomly, but are very organized.
It is clearly following the trend of the earth's veins.
Just...
Wait until the golden light submerges a hundred or ten meters underground.
An obvious obstacle came back to Yuan Hong's mind.
It seems to be a dome or a machine array.
But it did not hesitate, but continued to activate its energy. Suddenly, golden light passed through, and at the same time... an indescribable and strange aura, as if it was waking up from a deep sleep.
Even it was indescribably horrifying.
It seemed that he had really alerted the demons and ghosts in the underworld, who were staring at him in the dark.
Yuan Hong took it back when he saw it was good, and quickly took back the golden light without hesitation.
But it's still a step too slow.
At least a small half of the golden light was swallowed by the indescribable monster.
If it hadn't reacted in time, cut off its tail to survive, and forcibly cut off the ray of golden light, it would probably have suffered a backlash.
Phew——
Yuan Hong, who was leaning on the ground with his hands, suddenly opened his eyes.
I just felt that the demonic energy was surging all over my body, chaotic like a tide, and I almost couldn't maintain my energy.
About to try to get up.
The master's voice came to my ears.
"Don't move yet."
Chen Yulou reached out his hand and landed it between its brows and apertures.
A wisp of pure Qingmu spiritual energy slowly entered.
Yuan Hong immediately noticed that the energy that was still restless suddenly calmed down.
It didn't waste any time and quickly sat down cross-legged.
Guide spiritual energy recovery.
In just a moment, it felt as good as before, and its body transformed from a mandrill into a white ape.
"What's going on at the bottom of the mountain?"
"Returning to the master, there is a dome ten feet down the mountain. It is not difficult to break open, but... there seems to be a demon or demon in it. I was targeted by it just after I passed through the dome."
Yuan Hong first briefly explained the underground structure.
Then he said with a look of shame.
While the two were talking.
Everyone who noticed something strange had already rushed over from Longmen.
I happened to hear it talking about underground monsters.
Feng Sibei immediately revealed everything.
"It's the Nine Death Jingling Armor!"
Dixian Village is extremely dangerous, but the biggest evil comes from the demon armor and corpse immortal.
If the Corpse Immortal is the image of breaking through the mountain and coming out to kill, triggering the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, then the Demon Armor is the earth's murderous intention, killing people invisibly and instantly.
But it is in line with what Yuan Hong said.
But it can only be a demon armor.
According to the legend left by the ancestors of the Feng family, in order to prevent himself from being robbed and destroyed by others before he became an immortal, Feng Shigu searched through ancient books and found the method of cultivating the Nine Death Jingling Armor.
The process was extremely bloody and cruel.
It is necessary to take ancient bronze vessels and bury them in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Fang has a chance to grow demon armor.
A few months ago, in Tianshi Cave in Qingcheng Mountain, they held candlelight talks at night and planned today's trip. In fact, the biggest obstacle was the demon armor.
At that time, Chen Yulou showed great confidence.
Just say that he has a way to deal with it.
But in the past few months, Feng Sibei had thought about it countless times, but he couldn't guess how he could suppress the Nine Death Jingling Armor in a fight outside the Year of the Gopher.
"Not bad."
"The demon armor is buried outside Dixian Village. It is immortal and must be it."
Chen Yulou took back his right hand.
He turned around and glanced at everyone under the moonlight.
"In that case, what do you mean, Shopkeeper Chen?"
The old foreigner from Qingcheng Mountain was also present that day. When he heard the two people talking, he couldn't help but ask.
"Of course we have to dig a hole to steal."
"Huh? So simple?"
"Do you think that since the Nine Deaths Jingling Lingjia is here, doesn't it mean that the road is right and Dixian Village is at the bottom of the mountain?"
Chen Yulou shrugged.
It was a serious joke.
But the next moment, his expression became solemn.
"Old foreigner brother, regarding the cave mausoleum in the mountain, I would also like to ask you to take action from the two armored beast seniors from the mountain chain, and try to dig out a passage into the Dixian Village in the shortest possible time."
Hear the words.
The old foreigner nodded immediately.
Take down the bamboo basket behind you.
With just a slight sway, a sound of interlacing iron leaves could be heard deep in the originally silent bamboo basket.
After transforming into a demon.
The armored beast no longer needs to be awakened with the special powder prepared by the Banshan Sect as in the past.
Feng Sibei's eyes were burning and he looked over with great interest.
I saw one large and one small, with two scaly carp beasts as big as tiger cubs, rolling out of the bamboo basket in a ball, shaking their bodies slightly, and the iron leaves all over their bodies were clattering like a waterfall.
He had long heard that Bishanmen had the art of moving mountains and dividing armor.
But it never occurred to me.
The two strange beasts turned out to be monsters.
Judging from the demonic aura surrounding the two armored beasts, it is clear that they have become a phenomenon.
The old foreigner pointed out a good direction for Yuan Hong to explore.
Boom——
In an instant.
The two armored beasts raised their thick forelimbs and plunged into the ground. They excavated the earth so fast that it was faster than lightning. He was stunned for a while.
As for Chen Yulou.
At this moment, he shook his head and glanced in the direction of Longmen.
A pair of eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the huge cliff of the abyss and look into the depths of darkness.
now.
A stream of fire was rushing wildly in the canyon, chasing prey.
If not Luofu, who else could it be?
And outside it, the black smoke that was escaping hastily was a locust the size of a fist.
It is the golden-armored Maoxian that I have never encountered before!
He opened his mouth and swallowed a piece of black smoke.
As if aware of his appearance, Luofu suddenly lost interest, let out a cry, and then rose into the sky, like a meteor crossing the long gorge, heading straight for the dragon gate. (End of chapter)