Crash-
Picked off the bamboo basket behind him.
Put it on the ground.
The old foreigner took out a porcelain bottle from his waist with familiarity, shook it slightly, and pulled out the cork with a bang. The next moment, a pungent blood filled the air.
I sense a familiar smell.
In the originally calm bamboo basket, there was a sudden clang of intertwined iron leaves.
The sound is loud.
It almost made everyone around me feel deafened.
Seeing this, the old foreigner did not dare to delay, quickly took off the lid of the bamboo basket and turned the porcelain bottle over.
Drops of dragon essence and blood fell into the depths of the bamboo basket like broken beads.
The crashing movement was even more intense.
It seems that in the next second, the bamboo basket will be torn into countless pieces.
At the same time, a strong demonic energy rushed out and turned into wisps of black mist out of thin air, which looked amazing.
“What a heavy monster.”
“It’s almost a monster in the middle stage of Qi Refining.”
Feeling the soaring demonic aura, Chen Yulou's eyes moved slightly and he murmured to himself.
Before that.
They actually do not have a clear understanding of monster cultivation.
Only vague descriptions such as little demon and big demon are used for comparison.
As for the reference object, it is the six-winged centipede in Pingshan.
Having dominated Pingshan for hundreds of years, the six-winged centipede is actually far more terrifying than imagined. That is to say, he was not lucky enough to meet him, Chen Yulou, a fisherman.
Put it in the original work.
Even if the two factions joined forces to move mountains and unload mountains, they still suffered heavy casualties.
Needless to say, Xieling, plus Luo Laowai's engineer battalion, almost most of them are cannon fodder, and countless of them are buried under the mountain.
Even moving mountains almost wiped out the family.
There are three brothers and sisters in total.
Only Partridge Whistle was left dead.
In this life, if he had not foresighted it, made all the preparations in advance, fished it out before the fight, and then used the strength of the crowd to surround and kill it, would he really have entered Pingshan rashly? I'm afraid we will all make the same mistake again.
And I have been traveling in the world for so long.
There are countless monsters and monsters encountered.
There are only a handful of people who can be steadily stronger than the six-winged centipede.
Fuxian Lake Zhou Jiao, Longtan Mountain Black Dragon, Demon Slave Crystal Wolf.
As for the others, they are no match for the six-winged centipede.
And it has already cultivated the Red Pill Demon Pill, which is analogous to the practitioners of the Golden Pill Realm. It is not an exaggeration to call it a great demon.
Nowadays, the practice time is getting longer.
Their understanding of the realm has also become clearer.
Monsters are like monks, not just in size.
According to Chen Yulou's estimation, those who have not transformed into monsters call ferocious beasts and those in the Qi Refining Stage a monster, those in the Foundation Establishment Stage can be called great monsters, and once they enter the golden elixir, they can actually occupy the mountain and become the monster king.
As for the transformed infant, it is no different from a tiger or a water dragon.
The demonic aura emanating from the bamboo basket right now is definitely worthy of the word "monster".
And why he was so amazed.
This is because after calculation, it has only been more than half a year since the two armored beasts swallowed the essence and blood of the dragon.
Do not enter concentration and do not meditate.
There is no practice technique.
There is no need for enlightenment or fighting.
Just swallowing one or two drops of blood every one or two days can get you to this point.
Looking at Partridge Whistle and the others, they practiced twice in the morning and evening. They did not dare to delay a day, but it was as difficult as climbing to the sky to break through.
I can only say that people are more annoying than others.
Wait until you swallow the essence and blood of the dragon.
The two armored beasts, one big and one small, slowly walked out of the bamboo basket.
Compared to Pingshan, the body size is more than double.
The whole body is pitch black, and the armor on the body is like pouring molten iron, reflecting a cold texture that makes people feel fearful.
“Go!”
The old foreigner and the two armored beasts have already connected with each other.
At this moment, reach out and point to the thousands of mountains and valleys ahead.
In an instant.
The two armored beasts turned into black clouds and ran straight into the mountains at a speed as fast as lightning. Even those who were mentally prepared were shocked.
To know.
It’s not like they haven’t seen armored beasts take action before.
But in my impression, they only show their natural tyranny when traveling through caves and mausoleums.
Now it has completely subverted their understanding of pangolins.
"Let's go!"
"Follow me!"
Releasing a ray of energy to lock the two armored beasts, Chen Yulou suppressed the wonder in his heart and shouted in a low voice.
Kunlun and Yang Fang finally reacted.
They all reined in their horses to catch up.
Walking between ravines.
More than half an hour later.
When the group of people crossed the rolling plains, in their sight, two armored beasts, one large and one small, had stopped, and in the cliff ravine facing them, a broken temple gate suddenly appeared.
It’s only been a few years.
The Dragon King Temple has become so desolate that no one can be seen, and the entire temple is almost collapsed.
Looking from a distance, the outer wall is mottled, but you can faintly see some traces of carved beams and painted buildings. It seems that some thought was put into it when it was originally built.
But...
The door beam has fallen.
The shadow is missing.
The Dragon King Temple gradually revealed its original appearance.
It is clearly an ugly, ferocious, and terrifyingly large skull.
Under the collapsed and weathered broken wall, you can even see sharp teeth like jagged teeth. Each one is almost the size of an armored beast and looks extremely terrifying.
"That...is the Iron-Headed Dragon King?"
"Damn, just one skull can build a temple. How big must this fish be?"
"Last night the shopkeeper said how big it was. I still didn't believe it. Now I understand. Tsk, it's really not an exaggeration."
"It's not a big monster like a turtle, is it?"
Nearly a hundred meters away, a group of people sat on horseback and looked out, feeling their scalps numb.
Hear it with your ears and see it with your own eyes.
Far from being a feeling.
The Dragon King Temple is located halfway up the mountain, with a large cliff behind it. There are traces of wind blades and mountain torrents everywhere. Looking from a distance, it seems as if a bloody and jagged mouth has grown on the cliff.
"It is said that the Yellow River has countless strange things."
"Now I believe it."
Chen Yulou let go of the reins, jumped off the horse, and murmured in a low voice murmured.
Since crossing the Qinling Mountains and entering the Yellow River from Tongguan, they have heard many rumors along the way.
There are countless rumors in Qianmofang City and the marketplace.
What kind of monsters, ghosts, gods, dragons and water beasts, each one was described vividly and seriously, as if he had seen them all with his own eyes.
To be honest, when they heard this during the meal break, the most they could do was smile knowingly.
After all, ordinary people in the market have only heard about it, but they have actually seen it and killed it.
The Yellow River is mysterious.
But the big demon is not a weed on the roadside, so how can you see it casually?
"This fish is almost catching up with the whale. It's really rare. Let's go and have a look."
Leave a few horses to feed and rest in the ravine.
Chen Yulou waved his hand and led a few people up the rugged mountain road.
It’s no wonder that the Dragon King Temple is becoming more lonely and desolate.
Most people can't walk this way.
Especially after a heavy snowfall some time ago, the sand was soaked with snow water, and it felt like a layer of mud when you stepped on it. It was impossible to stand firmly, and you would slide down if you were not careful.
Most of the people who believe in gods and worship Buddha are older.
Having to visit this damn place will cost you half your life.
I don’t know how Jin Abacus deceived the people of Gulan County before they agreed to build the Dragon King Temple in this broken ravine.
After all, stupid men and women are easy to deceive, but if you know a little bit about Feng Shui and the Five Elements, you can probably see some clues.
Listen to what the shopkeeper said yesterday.
It is said that there were many people who responded, and many wealthy country gentlemen donated money to help. This is really a ghost.
It can only be said that Jin Abacus is the same person as him, the kind that can travel the world with just one mouth, making people desperate.
A full three to five minutes.
The group finally arrived outside the temple gate.
The white walls on the outside are very mottled, but you can still faintly see the words "good weather", which is consistent with the original intention of building the temple.
Except.
There is also a stone tablet standing on the right side of the gate.
Engraved with the words "In the 33rd year of Guangxu's reign, donations were collected for the construction of the Dragon King Temple".
Then the names of the people are arranged one by one from right to left.
"Hmm, Mr. Xu Zhu?"
The old foreigner squatted in front of the stone tablet and looked at it curiously. Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and found a rather awkward and slightly weird person. name.
Everyone else has a name.
Only he replaced it with his name.
"It's my master..."
Hearing this font size, Yang Fang understood instantly.
Xuzhu is an ancient term in abacus. Others may not know it, but he has grown up following the golden abacus, so he knows it very well.
Jin Abacus was born in a merchant family.
An abacus made of pure gold is never left behind.
Now it is clear that the name is replaced by the word Xu Zhu.
After all, he is engaged in a shady business such as reverse fighting, so naturally he will not use his real name.
Just like a Taoist who moves mountains.
When you walk around the world, you never show anyone your real name.
Hearing this, Chen Yulou's heart moved slightly.
After a cursory glance at the inscription, it was almost the same as the rumors. It was just that a big fish rushed to the shore and died, thinking that the river dragon king built a temple to destroy evil spirits and pray for good weather.
Spit out a breath.
Chen Yulou turned to look at the temple door in front of him.
Similarly rough.
Just break a few trees and simply tie them together, and then paint the outside with a layer of varnish.
The cold wind howled.
The wooden door creaked from time to time.
As for the door, there are three words "Dragon King Temple" engraved on it.
It looks like a dragon or a phoenix, but the craftsmanship is too strong.
I guess I just found a random scholar to write it down.
The few people didn't have much interest in this. Instead, they crossed the stone monument and surrounded the mottled and broken ruins, looking at the exposed sharp teeth in wonder.
The old foreigner gestured.
Almost half as tall as him.
It’s hard to imagine how terrifying this fish must have been when it was alive.
It’s no wonder that along the way, we can always hear rumors of boat capsizing.
Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something again, took out the Miao Dao, and knocked a few times on the exposed fish bones, and a clanking sound of iron and stone suddenly sounded.
“So hard?”
Feel the numbness on your wrist.
The old foreigner couldn't help but look stunned.
"Then what do you think, why is it called the Iron-headed Dragon King?"
Chen Yulou shook his head, "Go into the temple and have a look, maybe you can find more traces."
As he spoke, he gently Push forward to the temple door.
The scene inside the Dragon King Temple can be seen at a glance.
The temple was extremely empty. It was not like what they had seen on Zhongnan Mountain before. There was only one temple in the backyard of the wing.
On the stone altar stands a wooden and clay statue of the Dragon King.
I don’t know whether it’s because the craftsmanship of the statue is poor, or because the temple is too cramped and dim, but the Dragon Prince sitting upright on the platform not only does not have the weight and grandeur of a god, but instead has an eerie and terrifying look. , a strange and terrifying feeling.
Other than that, there is only a stone furnace.
Almost half a person tall.
Looking inside, there are still yellow paper and woody incense that have not been burned through.
"This handwriting is a bit rough."
A few people were stunned when they saw it.
Even Yang Fang is a little confused about the master's thoughts.
Since it takes so much effort, it’s just superficial, so it’s better to make it more beautiful.
“Ahem...”
Seeing that he looked slightly embarrassed, Chen Yulou immediately coughed lightly.
"Brothers, old foreigners, go and invite the two armored beasts. Since it needs to be covered by a temple, the entrance must be in it."
The latter also came to his senses.
He walked out of the temple gate.
Not long after.
The sound of iron leaves came, and the two armored beasts crossed the threshold with great agility.
As soon as they entered the temple, their eyes lit up, as if they noticed something that made them extremely excited.
“Go!”
The old foreigner pointed around.
In an instant.
The two armored beasts rushed towards Kantai without hesitation.
The thick limbs streaked across the ground, and in just a moment, they made a hole in the ground that was large enough for two people to enter and exit. The speed was so fast that everyone who saw it was amazed.
“There is a thief’s cave down there!”
Holding a lantern and leaning outside the cave entrance, the old foreigner looked down.
One or two meters away, there was a clear thieves' cave. After the two armored beasts fell into it, they sneaked along the thieves' hole. The only sound of the interlacing iron armor on their bodies was heard.
"It's a way to touch the golden captain."
Chen Yulou stepped forward and took a look. The sky in the robbery cave was round, neat and smooth. Compared with their Xiling, it was several levels higher.
Among the four factions.
This is only true if you touch Kinmen.
The few people did not waste any time, and immediately descended into the thief's cave, following the sound of copper rings and iron leaves squeaking in the darkness ahead, and quickly caught up with them.
The thief's cave is extremely spacious.
Walking in it, I don’t feel cramped at all.
There is still a faint flow of wind in the darkness, indicating that this place should be connected to the outside world.
A few people knew it well, didn't talk nonsense, and kept their heads on the road.
Wait through several bends.
In the darkness ahead, there was suddenly a gurgling sound of water.
“Wait a minute...it’s not a puddle, right?”
Listening to the noise, the water surface seems to be quite large. The sound of rushing water is very clear in the night, and even the water is beating against the stones. The sound could be heard clearly.
The old foreigner walking in the front looked a little ugly.
What scares me the most is a sand pit, a silver pit, and then a puddle.
The sand pit is a quicksand formation. Once you enter it, you will almost die.
The silver pit is not gold and silver, but mercury, lead and mercury. In a closed ancient tomb, as soon as the tomb is opened, the mercury evaporates instantly when it comes into contact with the air. Even you, a great god, will fall into trouble.
Compared to sand pits and silver pits, puddles are not dangerous, but troublesome.
The coffin was soaked in water, and except for the porcelain stone, almost all other artifacts were destroyed.
“The movement sounds like flowing water, probably an underground river.”
Chen Yulou shook his head.
Past the old foreigner, who looked like smoke, he walked dozens of steps in a row. Not long after, he saw two armored beasts squatting outside an underground river, making a squeaking sound toward the other bank.
Look up.
A section of the city wall stands impressively on the opposite bank. It is made of blue bricks and stones. The gaps are gray-white. It is obviously made of glutinous rice mixed with mortar.
This approach is not uncommon.
But...
Except for the capital, or during the war, who would be willing to make such a big move?
You know, the ancients still expected to have enough to eat. Using glutinous rice and egg whites to build city walls was simply a waste of natural resources.
It’s like being stabbed in the spine, and being scolded by officials and written in books to be reviled for generations to come.
But it must be said that the city walls built in this way are as hard as iron, and ordinary earth cannons are difficult to break.
For those native masters, it is even more of a nightmare.
"It is indeed a great palace. It is so luxurious just outside. Isn't it the emperor's mausoleum underneath?"
"What are you thinking? Although the emperor pays attention to using mountains as mausoleums, this is The specifications are not enough... Moreover, you haven’t noticed that this wall is completely intact. Where did Senior Jin Abacus enter from?" (End of Chapter)