Chang Siguo used a black Xumi bag to collect the items on the ground and put them directly into his arms.
In fact, it was stored in the bead space. All the elixirs in the Sumeru bag just now were given to Mr. Meng who was in urgent need. He did not need to divide the remaining two sapphire coins and some white jade coins with the old man.
When doing transactions, we must pay attention to fairness and reasonableness.
Huang Tian saw some clues. Chang Siguo's Sumeru bag was gray-white. This black Sumeru bag must have been given by Old Man Meng. In other words, Brother Chang was able to open other people's Sumeru bags.
He suddenly felt happy, touched Chang Siguo's arm, and took out his brown Xumi bag.
"Open it for me too, I'll get some items."
Chang Siguo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "The most I can do is open the Sumeru bag of a monk in the Eternal Realm. Your cultivation level is higher than mine. If you can't open it, it will only waste your true energy."
Huang Tian slapped his forehead. He was also confused. He was in a trance and didn't expect this level.
The old man surnamed Meng drank two more sips of water and handed the leather pot to Chang Siguo. In this place, good things are all obtained by robbing.
He stayed here for a long time, barely breathing. He was robbed countless times by the guys who came in. He had nothing of value on him. He watched each of the arrogant guys being dealt with by "God", leaving only a few things on his body that others didn't want. Sumeru bag, and this poor long sword that was deformed like scrap metal.
He didn't know how long it had been since he drank such sweet water.
Chang Siguo saw the repressed reluctance in the old man's eyes and said generously, "Mr. Meng, please keep it and drink it."
The withered old man glanced at the big black man in surprise. This shrewd little guy couldn't have guessed how precious the water here was. Seeing that the other party really meant well, he was polite and slowly took back the kettle and shook it in his hand. , there is still more than half a pot left, which saves him enough to drink for more than half a month.
After walking around for a while and stretching his body for a while, the old man sat back down.
After thinking about it for a while, he realized that the other party was still waiting for him to answer his questions.
The old man said in a low voice, "Every five years or so here, the gloomy pool at the entrance erupts. I have observed it almost ten times, and have carefully calculated that the entrance is the exit. Of course, entering it rashly will not work. You have to calculate the timing." .”
The old man said no more about what time it was.
I have often thought about it and figured out that Mr. Meng has lived here for at least fifty years. It is terrifying to think about it.
How strong a desire to survive is needed to survive in such a hellish environment for such a long time?
After thinking for a moment, he asked, "When was the last time the pool erupted?"
The old man didn't hide anything, "Three years ago."
He took out a piece of broken wood from his pocket. It was densely engraved with marks, and there were other marks on the back that others couldn't understand. He carefully looked at the marks on it and calculated silently. Mr. Meng said, "Yes, it is three years and forty-two years." sky."
"How do you know that after we spray out with the gloomy water, we won't be captured by the gloomy soul beast again?"
It was a matter of life and death. Chang Siguo was not so easy to fool. He had to ask clearly.
The old man met the other party's gaze, with a hint of pride flashing in his eyes, and said, "As long as you can go out, come into contact with the spiritual energy outside, and are not affected by the forbidden laws here, I still have the means to take you two to escape from the pursuit of the ghost beast." .”
He also added that "this ghost beast rarely captures monks who are above the crystal level. Firstly, it is difficult to teleport into this place. Secondly, it will not bring trouble to itself. Otherwise, this guy will not be able to occupy the advantageous position." The advantage cannot be eliminated, nor can it escape the consequences of being suppressed.”
Chang Siguo and Huang Tian looked at each other and it made sense.
Otherwise, if there is a Yinhuo Beast hiding in the Yinhuo Mountains of the Chongshan Domain that can threaten the cultivation level of the Lingfu Realm and above, it would be okay. The sects should not have set this place as a forbidden area long ago instead of allowing this place to become a training ground for low-level monks. one.
As for the monks involved, they can only be regarded as unlucky, and the sects will not care much.
The fact that the two of them could talk to this extent was considered to be honest and honest. Seeing that Mr. Meng had no intention of continuing to talk in detail, Chang Si thought about it and did not ask for more details. There would be plenty of time for both parties to get in touch with each other and understand each other.
It's a matter of life and death, and if you talk about it in three parts, you can't just throw it all away.
Elder Meng suggested in a low voice, "You can go around and maybe pick up a few Xumi bags. Many monks are tortured to the point of madness. When they are unconscious, it is not surprising at all that they abandon all their belongings."
Huang Tian snorted and said with a smile, "Okay, Brother Chang, let's split up."
He blinked.
Chang Siguo saw that there was something sinister in Huang Tian's smile, and understood that the other party wanted to have a grudge all night long, so he warned him, "Be careful, don't take any risks. In fact, we have plenty of time here, and we also have the opportunity to take our time."
"No, I can't wait. That kid is too hateful. I have to get rid of him before he knows some of the rules here. I feel uncomfortable being in the same place with such an insidious kid."
Huang Tian ran towards the water pool and waved his hand to signal Chang Siguo not to follow him.
Chang Siguo followed him, and the villain didn't dare to make any mistakes. No matter how he pretended, it was all in vain.
Meng Lao squinted his eyes and said slowly, "Use the rules, it is best to do only three things."
After a reminder, he closed his eyes and stopped talking.
Huang Tian paused, thinking about slowing down and continuing towards the water pool.
Chang Siguo remembered these words, hesitated for a moment, and then thought that Mr. Meng could live in this ghost place for such a long time, and he was afraid of being bullied by the new monks, so he walked safely to a distant place where there was no one.
He walked through the mist, and along the way he discovered that there were small puddles every tens of feet, densely covered with stars, and soulless fruits like tadpoles floating in the water. Most of the puddles surrounding the gloomy pool were The monks guarded it.
Many meditating monks are on the verge of collapse. Their whole bodies are shrinking in the mist, and they may die at any time.
"Fellow Taoist, can you come over and have a chat?"
"Fellow Taoist, a certain monk is a monk from Mojianyan. There is news that he has escaped from this place. Let's make a deal with fellow Taoist."
"That old ghost Meng is a liar. Don't believe him. Fellow Taoist, come over and let's talk in detail."
From time to time along the way, monks who were meditating opened their eyes and greeted Chang Siguo who was passing by. Each one of them seemed quite eager, trying to keep the big black man who looked like a newcomer. Only newcomers can be active and have the food they need on hand. , water or pills and other life-saving supplies.
Chang Si Guo said nothing and avoided it. He only believed his own eyes. He could make his own judgment on whether Mr. Meng was a liar or not.
He is not a good boy who can save so many people.
Huang Tian is an example of a white-eyed wolf who saved a life but was bitten by it, and now he is gnashing his teeth in hatred.
In a place like this, can good people and good deeds be done randomly?
Obviously it won't work.
Even if he wanted to find someone to inquire about the information and corroborate what Elder Meng said, he would have to wait and look for a monk who was a little further away from the water pool. It would be better if he didn't see that he had contact with Elder Meng.
Even if you shop around, you have to get good products.
After walking three miles, I picked up two Xumi bags from the ground that I didn't know when they were discarded. Weapons were occasionally seen, but Chang Siguo put them into the bead space one by one. Anyway, his bead space was large enough.
He was thinking that he would have to make some spiritual wood shelves and cabinets to put them in the space in the future, otherwise it would look messy.
Of course, we have to wait until we get out alive before we talk about these trivial matters.
As we walked farther away from the pools, we could see only scattered puddles in the mist, and we rarely saw monks meditating.
After walking for a while, there were few people around, and suddenly I found a lone black figure appearing in the gray fog ahead.
Chang Siguo didn't plan to go there. They were monks who were huddled in the mist and could not hold on any longer and were waiting to die. Along the way, he had seen several of them. Even if his heart was as hard as iron, seeing too many of them would still slightly affect his mood. .
"Fellow Taoist, please stay."
It was a very old woman's voice, low and weak, almost inaudible.
Chang Siguo didn't hesitate and tried to avoid her, but the woman's next words made him stop in his tracks.
"I am domineering and invincible cough cough"
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