After killing the hall master, Huo Xiumao did not leave from the main entrance. Instead, he turned around in the heart of the mountain, activated a mechanism from a room where debris was piled, and entered a secret passage.
The secret passage is full of traps, and there is no specific information about these traps even in the information he collected, so he can only force his way through.
After suffering some injuries, we finally reached the end of the secret passage. Huo Xiumao ducked out and saw endless towering ancient trees.
This is the western section of Lanwu Ridge, and the surroundings are quiet except for the chirping of birds and the chirping of insects.
Huo Xiumao was alert to the monsters that might appear at any time, and chose a direction to fly close to the ground. He flew for a long time but saw no sign of anyone. It seemed that Luo Wangmeng Qingtang had not set foot in this area except for building the secret passage exit.
Suddenly, a white mist appeared in the forest ahead, floating slowly like a goddess's shawl. It seemed to be slow and fast, and passed by Huo Xiumao in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, a creepy chill hit Huo Xiumao's back. His expression changed drastically, and he was about to run away desperately when the small box buckled on his belt shook unnoticed.
The white mist dissipated suddenly, as if it had never appeared.
Huo Xiumao found himself in a shadow.
He slowly raised his head and looked up at the terrifying monster in front of him that blocked the sunlight.
The unimaginably huge monster lowered its weird head and stared at Huo Xiumao with its ten bulging eyes, showing curiosity, awe and confusion.
"Dare I ask...which Beast King are you?"
…
Jing Yingrong looked at Yin Xueze's new cave.
"Have they given in?" she asked, glancing towards the top of the mountain.
Yin Xueze replied with a "hmm".
"Then why don't you go to the top of the mountain?"
"There are few people here."
This is the place Yin Xueze chose from the beginning. It is close to the top of the mountain and the terrain is dangerous. At that time, the cave was not built because he was expelled by the disciples on the top of the mountain, but now it finally belongs to him.
Jing Yingrong: "What do you want from me?"
Yin Xueze nodded and said, "Come in and talk."
Jing Yingrong followed Yin Xueze into the cave. The interior of his cave is different from its sharp and cold appearance. All items are neatly placed, looking meticulous and orderly, with a simple and concise atmosphere.
Jing Yingrong looked at the jade slips stacked in a regular tower shape on the table, and suddenly said: "Have you been to Luo Qi's cave?"
Yin Xueze: "The one you knocked out last time?"
Jing Yingrong: "...Yeah."
Yin Xueze: "No. What?"
Jing Yingrong: "If you have the chance, you can visit her." After a pause, he added: "She has a lot of research on Kung Fu books and may be able to help you."
Yin Xueze did not doubt that he was there and said: "I know, thank you very much."
He picked up a jade slip, handed it to Jing Yingrong, and said, "I took over the foreign affairs of Kunhuang Sect."
Jing Yingrong checked the contents of the jade slips, then scanned the remaining jade slips, and asked in confusion: "You want them all?"
Yin Xueze: "..."
The corner of his mouth twitched, but he didn't want to get angry. He said patiently: "I want to ask you to help me narrow down my choices."
Jing Yingrong: "Oh."
She looked at all the jade slips again and asked, "Are there any requirements regarding cultivation, gender, age, height, and body shape?"
Yin Xueze: "No."
Jing Yingrong took out two of them: "These two are relatively suitable."
Yin Xueze took the jade slip and scanned it with his consciousness, then said in a deep voice: "I will pay attention to it."
He looked at Jing Yingrong and said: "Kunhuang Sect has three major specialties, purple flame iron, magic flame grass and dust-free yarn. Is there anything you want?"
Jing Yingrong thought for a while and said: "I want the Nine Refinements in the Huasha Vessel."
Yin Xueze: "Hmm."
Jing Yingrong: "If that doesn't work, Ten Thousand Years Purple Flame Iron will do."
Yin Xueze said impatiently: "I'll take both of them."
Jing Yingrong thought of something and said, "Do you know where there is freshly harvested sweet dew?"
Yin Xueze looked at her strangely and said: "There is a piece of white sugarcane to the south of Xianghuang City. The best time to collect the dew is before the sun comes out at dawn. This stuff is so sweet that if you use it for spiritual food, remember to put it in less." "
Jing Yingrong: "I'm looking for someone else."
"casual."
At this time, they both received a spiritual message at the same time.
Golden flames burned in the palm of his hand. Wu Yaochen told Jing Yingrong that his cave had been built and invited her to play when she was free. The same is true for what Yin Xueze received.
When the flames went out, Jing Yingrong asked Yin Xueze, "Are you going?"
Yin Xueze was silent for a moment and said, "I won't go."
He lowered his head and tidied up the jade slips, which were not in a mess.
"I'll leave tomorrow."
…
Endless sea.
Niya Palace and the monster beast are still in a stalemate on the sea, but both sides are now showing signs of fatigue, especially the monster beast side.
This time the monster suffered heavy losses at sea, but it still refused to retreat. Although Niya Palace suffered a small loss in terms of disciples, due to the closure of Haifang City, the loss in profits was immeasurable.
Niya Palace's anger had been building up for too long and was on the verge of exploding.
The war on the sea is about to break out, but under the sea, the desert is as silent as ever.
In the abyss-like crack, where the width narrowed to only three feet, the dark seawater was illuminated by dazzling electric light.
Yu Xian was wrapped in a huge cocoon made of lightning. Blue electric arcs jumped, sometimes shining with white light, and rumbling thunder echoed in the cracks, as if this was the only sound left in the world.
She looked as peaceful as if she was asleep - if you ignore the thin sweat on her forehead and her pale face.
The invisible and fierce energy gathered from the depths of the cracks, and after being refined by lightning, it was still wild and untamable, raging in the meridians and flesh and bones of her body.
Under this energy, every part of her body was constantly injured, and was later repaired by the power of lightning. During the recovery process, the body took the opportunity to absorb that energy, and the circulating spiritual power was also devouring the opponent crazily and turning it into its own use.
At a certain critical point, the cocoon of thunder and lightning suddenly flickered. It's not that the light emitted by it changes, but that the entire cocoon and the people in the cocoon disappear and reappear in an instant. This repeated process creates a flickering appearance.
After a while, after disappearing for a while, the location where the Lightning Cocoon appeared moved a little further to the front. It disappeared and reappeared, this time shifted a little further.
Next, the Thunder Cocoon was not in the same place every time it appeared. The furthest time it went deep into a narrower part of the crack, almost getting stuck there.
If there are other monks here, they can see that this is proof of preliminary mastery of the power of space.
After a long time, the cocoon of thunder and lightning finally stopped flickering.
It was suspended quietly in the crack, as if waiting for something.
Click.
On the surface of the cocoon, countless lightning bolts suddenly broke, creating a thick crack.
