Yang Zhen hid her figure and quietly walked towards the place where the fight was taking place. When she peeked her head in, she almost laughed out loud.
The road between enemies is narrow!
In front was the monk from the Song Kingdom, surrounded by a group of iron-backed silver wolves.
A rough count showed that there were about thirty-five or six wolves, six of the second level, and their strength was not as good as the one he encountered the night before.
However, this person's response was more difficult. He held a sword in one hand, and his strikes were not unpleasant. However, the demon wolf dodged equally quickly. Yang Zhen observed it for a while before he successfully killed a first-level demon wolf.
The magic rules are earth and water.
Although the ice of the water system can freeze several demon wolves, the wolves cooperate tacitly. Once one demon wolf is blocked, the other demon wolves will attack frantically, forcing this person to save himself.
The rolled up yellow sand greatly obscured the demon wolf's vision, but the wolves were numerous and dispersed far away after encountering the yellow sand. This man was still surrounded by the circle.
He had broken out of the encirclement several times, but the running speed of the Iron-backed Silver Wolf was far inferior to that of the Iron-backed Jerboa. This man broke out of the encirclement several times, only to be caught up again.
For now, he can still maintain a stalemate, but if it goes on for a long time, it will definitely be a disaster.
Yang Zhen felt confident and appeared from the mountain col, holding her hands and looking at the battlefield.
The man was extremely anxious, and when he glanced at a person in the distance, he was immediately excited and shouted:
"Fellow Taoist, save——"
The voice stopped suddenly, obviously recognizing Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen's face was full of smiles: "Brother, good luck. I sent away the mouse and met the wild wolf again. I have a good relationship with animals, haha!"
The man looked at the young man, and the shock in his heart was even greater than the danger he faced. He didn't know how the other party could escape from the demon rat's mouth when he was in the early stage of foundation building.
No matter what, this is his hope of survival.
At the moment, he didn't care about his face and begged again and again: "This fellow Taoist, we are all human beings, please save my little brother's life! This great kindness and kindness will never be forgotten!"
Yang Zhen was unmoved at all, still holding her hands with a sarcastic look on her face.
Seeing that his plea was unsuccessful, the man immediately repeated his old trick, throwing out a large piece of yellow sand while rushing towards Yang Zhen.
How could Yang Zhen suffer a second loss? Seeing him coming, he turned around and backed away, keeping a distance of two to three hundred feet from him.
The man chased for a while, but not only did he fail to catch up with Yang Zhen, but he was pushed even tighter by the pack of wolves and was surrounded by dangers. He immediately stopped and did not dare to chase anymore.
"Brother, brother!" He shouted loudly: "Save my life! Each of us has a Haoyuancao!"
Yang Zhen sneered in her heart, raised her hand and said with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, brother. No need to bother you to send it off, I will pick it up myself later!"
As long as you die in the wolf's mouth, the contents of your storage bag will be mine.
In fact, Yang Zhen could just hide aside and wait for this person to die before taking action to deal with the wolves. But that’s it! People are in the Jianghu, happy and grudges. He had suffered such a big loss just now. How could he feel happy if he didn't watch him die in front of this person?
The thoughts are not clear!
The man finally understood that Yang Zhen had made up his mind not to take action. He was heartbroken and threatened loudly:
"Little brother, if I die, these two Haoyuan grasses will be burned down, and we will break up in one fell swoop!"
"Is the fourth-level spiritual grass that easy to burn?" Yang Zhen sneered: "You can try it."
The man was stunned. He really didn't know whether the Haoyuan Grass would be burned to death.
In fact, if he makes up his mind, Haoyuancao can indeed be burned to death. However, these two Haoyuan grasses have matured and bloomed, and the seeds in the stamens are invulnerable to water and fire and will not be damaged easily.
As long as there are seeds, there will be Haoyuan Grass in the space in the future. This is where Yang Zhen's confidence lies.
The man rolled his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and finally said a bigger bargaining chip.
"Brother, brother," he panted while blocking the demon wolf's attack: "There is a secret treasure in this Qilin Mountain. If you save me and find the secret treasure, we will share the treasure inside equally!"
Hearing him say the name of Qilin Mountain, Yang Zhen became interested, but on the surface she didn't believe it at all:
"I, the monks of the Yunxiao Sect, don't even know that there is a secret treasure here. How can you, a Song nationality, know about it? Brother, in the present situation of the demon wolf, you should think about how to survive!"
He returned what this man said two hours ago.
"It's absolutely true!" This man got angry and spoke very fast: "Our royal family of the Song Dynasty has always hidden a fragment of the Panxi Mountain, but we have not known where the mountain is for thousands of years. This time Panxi Mountain Open it, I came here specifically to find the secret in the mountain. Otherwise, how could I wander back and forth in this ghost place and encounter monsters one after another?"
Is there a residual picture of Panxi Mountain in the Song Dynasty? Yang Zhen didn't know about this. But if you think about it carefully, Old Man Huang Ji's small world was divided into countless fragments. If there is such a fragmented picture, it is not impossible that it ends up in the hands of the Song Dynasty.
"What is your identity?" he asked sharply.
The man hesitated for a moment and replied: "My name is Song Zhixian, and I am the eleventh prince of the royal family of the Song Dynasty."
During this period of time, Yang Zhen made a special effort to make up for the knowledge of the countries in the Eastern Region. The order of the princes of the Song Dynasty is not necessarily the son of the king of the Song Dynasty, but the order of succession among the royal family members based on blood, cultivation, qualifications, abilities, etc.
The status of the eleventh prince should still have some status in the Song Dynasty.
"How can I believe your words?" Yang Zhen continued to ask.
"I, Song Zhixian, would like to swear by my status as the royal family of the Song Dynasty that if there is a lie in what I just said, God will hate me, the Song Dynasty!" Song Zhixian shouted hoarsely.
This is a blood oath made by the royal family. In terms of seriousness, it is even more serious than the oath of the inner demon.
"Throw your identity token and royal token over here, don't play any tricks!"
After a moment, a jade box was thrown far away.
Yang Zhen opened the jade box and found that part of the seal on the token had been lifted. Information such as name and cultivation level could be read out, which was basically consistent with what this person said. The royal keepsake is an earthy yellow jade certificate lined with blue on the outside. On the front is the word "Song" written in seal script. I don't know if it is authentic, but I don't think it is fake.
He already believed 80% of it in his heart. Even if this person lied, it would only save his life. He would never give in to the benefits that should fall into his hands.
So he started negotiating with the other party in a leisurely manner. In the end, Song Zhixian had to agree. The two Haoyuan Grasses and all the harvest in the small world these days would belong to Yang Zhen. The storage bag only kept his basic magic weapons, spiritual stones and identity tokens.
Then he promised to take Yang Zhen to the cave where the secret was located, and there would be no revenge before or after, no deception, etc.
After the negotiation was completed, Song Zhixian was covered with scars and was on the verge of collapse.
Now that she agreed to take action, Yang Zhen no longer delayed. However, Song Zhixian has a cunning character and should not be trusted easily. In order to prevent the other party from knowing his true identity, he took out a second-grade high-grade sword, which had been coated with a layer of Jinnarui leaf juice, and rushed into the wolves.
The anesthetic effect of these tree sap extracted by Yiyi is far superior to that of ordinary Jinnarzui leaves. There is no need to go to the throat and other vital parts. As long as the demon wolf is stabbed in the legs, abdomen, etc., the blood will seal the throat, and the effect will be immediate.
In an instant, the demon wolves fell to the ground one after another, lying limply motionless on the ground.
Song Zhixian was greatly surprised and praised: "Brother, what good thing is smeared on your sword?"
"Some anesthetic." Yang Zhen didn't want to explain more.
"Is this how you killed those iron jerboas?"
The iron jerboa's sword may not be able to poke a hole. This man is obviously testing.
Yang Zhen snorted coldly and simply ignored it.
The demon wolves were stabbed to death one by one. With this person beside him, it was inconvenient for Yang Zhen to put the wolf corpses into the storage bag. Otherwise, she would have to come to Panxi Mountain to collect such a low-value thing that takes up a lot of space. Will be suspected.
He just took out the demon pills from those second-level demon wolves, and didn't even bother to cut the wolf fangs and claws.
Song Zhixian did not deny it and opened the storage bag honestly. In addition to the Haoyuan grass, there were also many second- and third-level spiritual grasses, some talismans, magic weapons and other items inside. Yang Zhen took them away without ceremony, leaving only the sword and a piece of armor in his hand.
After getting the Haoyuan Grass, the young man let out a long breath, and the blockage in his chest was finally resolved.
The June debt must be paid off quickly!
In the end, he didn't do anything wrong and used the second-level medicine to help Song Zhixian heal several important wounds.
After a moment of burning incense, the two set off.
…
"According to the older generation, Panxi Mountain was originally a place for the concubines of the old man Huang Ji to play. In order to entertain his women, the old man specially set up several treasure hiding places for these concubines to find."
Song Zhixian said while introducing the origin of the secret treasure.
Putting aside his character, he is a very talkative person who is very good at getting along with others and is very eloquent.
Some of the stories he talked about about old man Huang Ji were consistent with Zixue's narrative. Yang Zhen listened silently and compared secretly in her heart.
"So, there are more than one secret in Panxi Mountain?" Yang Zhen asked.
"That should be the case. It's a pity that the only map in our Song Dynasty collection is Qilin Mountain."
"Since Old Man Huang Ji set up a secret cache, why did he leave the map?"
"How do I know this? Maybe I left the map for the concubines to find?"
"Are there any traps in the secret cache?"
"Probably not. Otherwise, wouldn't it harm his concubines? Many of Huang Ji's concubines are not very advanced, and there are many who practice Qi and build foundations."
"Where is the secret we are looking for in the mountains?"
"The map records that it is near a flying stone. I have been searching in this mountain for two days and I haven't seen any flying stone... Ah, what is that?"
Song Zhixian suddenly let out an exclamation, pointing forward, with great joy on his face.
Yang Zhen followed his hand and saw a rock platform at the bottom of the valley a hundred feet away. On it stood a huge stone thirty or forty feet high and ten feet wide. The contact between this boulder and the rock below is very small, and it looks shaky, as if it will fall if pushed.
Flying stones!
No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to find anything, and it won't take any effort at all!
…
Once you find the flying stone, the rest will be easier. Song Zhixian took out the jade slip, placed it on his forehead and compared it carefully, and finally found a cave behind a stream of water.
The cave was extremely narrow at first, only large enough for one person to walk together. After entering four or five feet, it suddenly opened up, revealing a natural cave.
There is an underground river in the cave with gurgling water. Water seeped out of the rocks on the ground, making them wet when you step on them.
The two of them, one behind the other, carefully explored the cave.
After walking for a while, the terrain gradually rises, and from time to time you can see stone tables, chairs, stone pavilions and other objects. The tops are covered with a thick layer of soil, giving you a desolate feeling as if the buildings are empty after people leave.
After about two miles, the corridor suddenly narrowed, and after a few steps forward, it suddenly reached the end.
"The secret is in here?" Yang Zhen asked suspiciously.
Song Zhixian looked at the young man, smiling and saying nothing.
"Don't forget your oath." Yang Zhen's face darkened.
"My oath is to take you to the cave where the secret is located, but I didn't say that I will definitely find the secret." Song Zhixian said proudly.
This cave is two to three miles long, and there is a trap somewhere. If no one can point it out, even if it takes ten days and a half to find it, it will be in vain.
Although there is some moss and grass in the cave, this place has not been visited for hundreds of years, and there is no way to inquire about the clothes.
"What do you want?" Yang Zhen asked coldly.
"Give me back my things! Those two Haoyuan Grasses, one for each person. I promise to show you the location of the secret treasure!"
Yang Zhen remained silent, weighing in her mind.
A piece of Haoyuan Grass is worth at least 300,000 spirit stones.
What's the secret? There may be a good treasure hidden there, or even something that the True God-incarnation covets.
But it might just be an ordinary thing.
And it cannot be ruled out that the ancestors of the Yunxiao Sect and the Monster Clan had already discovered this place and taken away the treasures.
Therefore, this is to exchange the 300,000 spiritual stones that have been obtained for an uncertain opportunity, and he can only occupy half of this opportunity.
does it worth?
Furthermore, if it is really something that the ancestor of the gods wants, this person may not keep it a secret after he goes out.
I can't kill him to silence him, just like it's inconvenient for this person to attack me.
At that time, I am afraid that there is no hiding place for myself in the huge Zhenyu world.
I have clothes and bluestone space, do I need to get angry again?
Better give up!
Yang Zhen had made up her mind and was about to speak when a woman's scolding came from far away from the entrance of the cave:
"Who's in there?"
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PS: Is Yang Zhen’s behavior considered extortion? It's hard to say, but someone who understands the law can tell me.
In order to avoid controversy, the oath part of Chapter 24 has just been modified to remove the sentence "blackmail".
