"Huzi, am I dead?"
"No, he's still alive."
Mu Ziyun shuddered. He originally thought that the scene in front of him was just an illusion in the chaos, and even the answer was in a daze, but he did not expect that he really got an answer.
"I'm probably dead. The man from Dengfeng killed me, and the kite killed me again. I died twice. Who killed me this time?"
"You are alive. Get up and take a look. The people sitting next to you are all alive." Sitting next to Huzi were Fang Tianmu and Lingdang. The two people had solemn expressions on their faces, but something strange could be seen.
Mu Ziyun pressed his palms on the ground and tried hard with his waist to get up, but something seemed to be stuck on his back. The more he moved, the more painful it was. He lowered his head and looked at his chest, and saw some branches clinging to it, and some of the roots had grown into the flesh, almost like blood vessels.
Mu Ziyun made a sound, and said in shock: "What kind of method is this? Can you save me with this?"
"Xiaomu" Lingdang said sadly: "You are not dead in the first place, but these branches came out of nowhere and are drilling into your organs. Brother Mu has temporarily stopped their spreading trend. You can't die, ugh " He whispered again: "Thank you for saving me."
Mu Ziyun turned his face away and carefully walked through his memory, "Oh, it did happen. It was a kite. She suddenly appeared and killed me with a branch."
"We didn't see her," Huzi said. "Perhaps it was the Dengfeng people's trick. When we rushed back, the place was full of black fire, and the guy you fought with was gone."
The fire bead came out of his heart, and Mu Ziyun pressed it to the branch, burning his own flesh and skin until he was burned into a big hole. Several people were shocked, thinking that Mu Ziyun was unconscious and in a hurry. To stop it, in an instant, Muziyun turned into a ball of fire. It bounced on the ground five or six times and flew into the sky. After exploding, countless sparks poured down. Muziyun reappeared in front of them, and his body also completed recovery. Said: "I can turn into an incorporeal body like the Fire Lord, but unfortunately my magic pill is also broken and I can't practice."
Fang Tianmuleng said: "It's just a means, it has nothing to do with cultivation."
"Where's the picture?"
"Look" Huzi took out the one thousand and eighty star chart, and then said with a troubled face: "But"
"it's broken?"
"Xiaomu, there are many other groups of people surrounding us. We didn't plan to escape before because your condition was too bad and we were afraid that running around would kill you."
"Alas" Mu Ziyun sighed. At this time, he could already see the crowd half a mile away.
Ten days later, several people were brought into Dengfeng. They were transferred to many forces and snatched away like goods. Entering Dengfeng meant that they had entered a dead end, no matter how strong they were. , can't escape either.
The Dengfeng City that everyone fantasizes about is not so magnificent or ancient and simple. The area of more than thirty miles is irregularly divided into one hundred and thirty parts, each part represents a force, and each part represents a different force. The power is stronger than that of Liang Xiyuan. And what they were taken to was a thousand-year-old power called Zhangqiu Clan.
They were forced to wear the decorations of the Zhangqiu clan, with men wearing purple and women wearing green. They were not allowed to wear decorations, and no one wanted to take treasures from them. The group of people didn't even have a chance to drink, so they were hurriedly taken to a palace with red walls and gray tiles. This palace must have been a few years old. There were pieces of mud broken on several walls and some burnt yellow grass blades sticking out. , and there is no one to take care of it, but it’s not that the people in this palace are careless. The ground is spotless and the courtyard is grand and bright. When you step in, you will think about it and leave your heart outside the door, fearing that if you go in Once it's gone, it can't come out. It's either a torturous punishment or a greedy drug. In short, the body can't come out.
Fang Tianmu held the black knife tightly and walked in front, Hu Zi was behind, Mu Ziyun followed Hu Zi, and the bell was close to Mu Ziyun. Everyone was uneasy. It didn't matter whether the treasure was lost or not. They could survive. ?
In the courtyard, there stood a group of women holding gold basins. They surrounded Mu Ziyun and a few people. They dipped their fingers in the pure water in the basins and sprinkled it on their heads. They chanted: "The mud is here." That's it." Then he sprinkled a few drops on his body casually. He signaled to the guy in charge that they could continue. The guy in charge "driven" them forward for more than ten steps, and another group of women came, still holding basins, but they were silver.
They put the basin on the ground and shouted coldly: "Put your feet in to get rid of the evil spirit."
Several people suppressed their annoyance and bent down to slip on their shoes. Unexpectedly, the woman said again: "No slippers allowed, those shoes are already stained with evil spirits. Let's put them in together." Several people got up again and stepped in angrily. In the water, ice water soaked through the uppers of the shoes, making them sticky and uncomfortable.
"Okay, keep walking."
Several people were driven through a circular arch, and a group of men stood in front of them. There was a brazier at each of their feet. The man with thick eyebrows and big eyes shouted: "Roast the fishy smell."
Ling Ding asked: "How do you call roasted fishy smell?" As soon as he finished speaking, a man picked up a brazier and threw it at the bell. The bell made an audible sound, but he had no time to dodge. Mu Ziyun waved his arms to block Ling Ding's face and body. But I can't control it anymore. The bell hurt from being smashed, and then he began to feel the burning pain. Mu Ziyun shouted angrily: "You are going too far!"
But a man came up to Mu Ziyun carrying a brazier. Mu Ziyun raised his head and glared at him and said, "Try to pour it on."
Hu la la, a burst of fire came over, and the charcoal head had rolled down Mu Ziyun's body. Mu Ziyun's teeth were grinding and his fists were about to be broken. Hu Zi pressed Mu Ziyun's shoulders and whispered: "Don't hold back any longer." Be patient, it's important to save your life." Mu Ziyun closed his eyes, holding back his anger in his throat, and could not let it out for a long time.
After a few people passed this level, they stopped making trouble and arrived at the house in a short time. They rinsed their mouths with tea twice in front of the door before entering.
The room may not look big, but it is extremely spacious inside. There are actually hundreds of people sitting there. The first thing that catches the eye is an old couple sitting on a high seat. They may be eighty or ninety years old. The man is very old and the woman is kind-hearted. Several people were pushed to stand in front of the two old men.
Mu Ziyun opened his mouth and said: "If you want to kill me, why not have a good time? Why are you playing tricks on us!"
The old woman smiled and said: "The outside of Dengfeng is a barbarian land and it's not clean. You have to use that kind of gate to come here."
The old man said coldly: "Who took the treasure!"
"Me!" "Me!" "Me!" Fang Tianmu, Hu Zi and Mu Ziyun said at the same time.
"Who is it?"
Mu Ziyun glared at the two of them, turned around and shouted: "It's me!"
"You? Humph, you don't have this ability. It's just a fire body. It's hard to achieve success. Three hundred years ago, I, a Dengfeng native, had aliens try it, but it also ended in failure. You kid is still trying to be cunning in front of me." Old man With a glare, Mu Ziyun fell to the ground. His shoulders seemed to be pressed by a thousand kilograms of weight, and his neck was about to break.
"Drink!" Mu Ziyun suddenly turned into a ball of flames, crashing wildly in the room. The expressions of the people in the room did not change. One of them threw out a chain of ice. The chain seemed to be alive, and it was wrapped around the fire. , he caught the fire in just a few breaths, and the coldness on the chain was bone-chilling. Although it was not as powerful as Ksitigarbha, it forced Mu Ziyun to take the form of his body.
Someone else conjured up a cage, hung it with chains, and raised it into the air. In this way, Mu Ziyun was locked in the cage and hung to the beam. His body could neither be completely incorporeal nor fully solid. It was uncomfortable. very.
Huzi hurriedly took out the one hundred and eighty star chart and shouted: "I'll give you my treasure, can you give me a way to survive?"
"Who took the treasure!" the old man asked next.
Fang Tianmu stood up and said coldly: "I"
"come over"
Fang Tianmu walked up to the old man, and suddenly there was an extra thousand pounds on his shoulders. Fang Tianmu frowned and glared at the old man, but he gritted his teeth and resisted the force on his shoulders. The old man snorted and pointed his fingers. Hook, Fang Tianmu's head fell to the ground, and it hit the ground three or four inches deep. The old man raised his body, raised his foot and stepped on Fang Tianmu's shoulder. He said with dissatisfaction and blame in his tone: "Who asked you to get it! You little kid You beast, how can you, a fellow from a savage land, bear this great honor? It’s a pity that I, the Zhangqiu clan, have so many martyrs!”
boom! Bottomless anger erupted from Fang Tianmu, and then violent anger also surged from Mu Ziyun in the cage. Ling Ding blushed, and the evil anger filled the room. The three kinds of violence really shocked the people in the room.
The old woman was shocked and said: "Three children, what method did you learn? Why does this aura not feel like a human being? It feels like a beast." After the old woman finished speaking, she began to feel uncomfortable, and her anger was so strong that she Feeling flustered.
The old man also slowly moved his feet. Fang Tian stood up with a sigh of relief. The veins around his blood-red eyes were exposed. He held the black knife in front of the old man's face and fiercely hit the air blade. The old man only frowned and was not injured.
"Hmph, the aura is extraordinary, but the strength is pitifully low."
Mu Ziyun in the cage said angrily: "Old man, let me go and fight! Just words are useless!"
"Uh hahaha," the old man pointed at Mu Ziyun and said, "You are fire. If you can light the air, you can fight with me. But you can only burn simple things. What kind of skills do you have?"
"Hey," Mu Ziyun said disdainfully, "Then give it a try."
"Senior" Huzi stepped forward and said, "I'll give you the treasure and let us live."
The old man ignored him and said to Fang Tianmu, "How did you get the treasure?"
Fang Tianmu's heart burned with anger, and he wanted to tear the old man apart after being humiliated. He said coldly: "What's the secret of dealing with dead people?" Then he put his right hand on the black knife handle, wanting to attack the old man again.
The old man tilted his head and sneered, "I don't have to kill you. I'll keep the treasure, but I haven't figured out what to do with you yet. Let's keep it locked for now."
"The treasure we worked so hard to get is given to you for free, so you are still reasonable," Mu Ziyun said angrily.
The old man stood up tremblingly, and the people around him immediately knelt down. The old woman was also helped up and followed the old man. The old man walked under the cage, slowly floated into the air, and stopped when it was at the same height as Muzi Cloud. The old man pointed at the cage and said: "It shouldn't be available to animals like animals. People in Dengfeng died for it." There are too many people, and the honor of getting the treasure can only be obtained by those who are enshrined, outsiders? Hehehe, if you encounter it, you should die!"
"Okay." Mu Ziyun showed his teeth. The old man squinted his eyes. Perhaps because of his old eyesight, he actually saw sparks on Mu Ziyun's teeth. Mu Ziyun continued: "It seems you need to change the chain. This one is too hot!"
Bang! The chain was broken, the cage was shattered, and the raging fire pressed against the old man like a strong bear.
