"How do you feel?" Fan Diekun casually sat aside and asked with concern.

"Fortunately, the village chief doesn't have to worry." Yu Ling shook her head.

"Then you have read so much information, have you found anything?" Fan Diekun glanced at the jade slips.

"There are naturally discoveries, but most of them are conjectures and it is difficult to draw a specific conclusion."

Fan Diekun smiled bitterly and said: "I have said it, it can't be that easy. Everyone has been exploring for hundreds of years, but in the end they only unearthed more mysteries."

"But if you don't explore, there is no hope at all." Yu Ling put down the jade slips in his hand and said casually: "So I plan to go to the top of the mountain to have a look in a few days to confirm my guess."

"What? You're going to the top of the mountain?!" Fan Diekun looked at him blankly and said in disbelief.

"No, captain, don't be confused!" Mei Lindong was also anxious.

Before anyone else could speak, Yu Ling interrupted: "I have made up my mind, otherwise this matter will not be solved just by reading the information here. Don't worry, I promise to come back alive."

Zhu Hongya said weakly: "Captain...can you guarantee this? What if something happens..."

"I am sensible, I am just taking some risks, and I am not simply going to die." Yu Ling waved her hands.

"Captain, are you hiding a lot of things from us?" Song Haotang suddenly asked.

Yu Ling was silent for a moment and nodded: "Yes."

Mei Lindong suddenly exploded: "Captain, are you not interesting enough? Why don't you tell us?!"

"You don't have to get involved in these matters, I can just handle them myself." Yu Ling said without any doubt.

Several people suddenly fell down, and Chi Yuzheng asked in a low voice: "Captain, do you think we are too weak..."

"Even if you suddenly become phantom god cultivators, it will be difficult to change anything. Even if you are as strong as Fan Yaqi, won't you die inexplicably?"

Everyone was silent for a while. Even though their cultivation talents were outstanding, at this time, they couldn't help but feel powerless and insignificant.

"How much information is left to read?" Yu Ling asked again.

"There are not many left. There are only a dozen jade slips left on the last row of bookshelves." Chi Yu replied as he cheered up.

"Well, I'll finish reading them and prepare to leave in a few days. You just need to stay here." Yu Ling said.

Several people looked at each other and remained silent.

Fan Diekun advised: "Don't worry, little friend Yu. Wait until I have transferred the curse on you in two days before going. Otherwise, how dangerous would it be if you fell asleep on the mountain?"

"Then I'll trouble the village chief."

Yu Ling went to the long underground secret passage again. While chatting with Fan Diekun, she quietly released her soul power and spread it towards the locked door next to her.

The thick stone door was like a reef standing silently, bouncing all of Yu Ling's soul power back, making it impossible to detect what was going on behind the door.

However, Yu Ling vaguely heard a slight snore, as if someone was sleeping inside.

He gently suppressed the various speculations in his mind, continued to the stone room that resembled a library, and looked through all the information.

Although there was no particularly novel discovery, it still helped Yu Ling reorganize her thinking.

In the next few days, Yu Ling stayed in the stone room, practicing the secret method of "Wanhua Technique".

What surprised Song Haotang and others was that the effect of the Red Nightmare Curse on him was getting weaker and weaker. Except for the first time, which lasted for two days, Yu Ling fell asleep the second time and woke up a day later. The third time

It only lasted five hours, showing an obvious decreasing curve.

Everyone even felt that they might not need to help him transfer the curse, and he slowly recovered on his own.

The most obvious example is that the five Red Nightmare Curses on Yu Ling's body have faded away one by one, and now only a faint red mark is left on the back of the hand, while the other four have completely disappeared.

Several people could only secretly guess that maybe because the captain was not an indigenous resident of Shen Yefeng, the threat of the curse was greatly weakened?

But what exactly happened, probably only Yuling herself knew clearly.

He has almost mastered the "Ten Thousand Transformations Technique". All he needs to do next is to find a quiet secret room and follow the secret method to use his blood energy and mysterious power to reshape a clone.

As long as this matter is completed, he can set off for the appointment at Shenye Peak.

Yu Ling left the stone chamber and returned to the ground, intending to have a good sleep to recuperate her energy. She didn't know what the intention of the high priest of the Black Cloud tribe was, so she probably had no choice but to go and fight again.

"The guest room has been reserved for you. You can have a good rest." When Fan Diekun heard the noise, he raised his head and glanced at Yu Ling.

"The village chief is still studying the formation?" Yu Ling said casually.

Fan Diekun nodded and sighed: "Is it easy to improve? I hope you can help me."

"Well, I will go to the top of the mountain tomorrow night and have a look. I will definitely gain something." Yu Ling said.

Fan Diekun remained silent, with an indescribable brilliance flashing in his eyes, and suddenly asked: "What would you do if you were in my position?"

"Of course I'm trying my best to find that glimmer of hope."

"Do you think so too?" Fan Diekun looked at him quietly.

"What the village chief said is very strange. Although there may not be hope if you work hard, but there is definitely no hope if you don't work hard." Yu Ling always felt that Fan Diekun was a little sentimental at this moment.

Fan Diekun's expression was a little complicated, but in the end he gradually calmed down: "It's true, since you have chosen this path, you must go to the end and see it no matter what."

"What exactly does the village chief want to say?"

"It's nothing. You can go to sleep. You must pay attention to safety when you go to the top of the mountain tomorrow."

Yu Ling glanced at Fan Diekun for the last time, a faint purple light flashed across his eyes, and his expression remained unchanged as he said: "The village chief should also rest early."

The two of them chatted for a few words, then each entered a different room.

Just beneath the plain surface, there is a turbulent undercurrent.

…

Outside Chenye Mountain, things were equally uneasy.

The preliminary competition has been going on for more than ten days, and many people have already completed the task or failed the task and been teleported, but most of them are still struggling hard in every corner of Chenye Mountain.

After all, with the three-star standard classification, everyone will try their best to strive for perfect passing.

Because it was not the peak of the mission, the competition committee personnel seemed to be very relaxed. The greatest fun was observing the movements of the contestants in Chenye Mountain through the water mirror spiritual weapon of Yunlong Kingdom.

Although the official purpose is to monitor whether everyone violates the rules of the competition, watching this group of teenagers and girls show off their talents and fight for the task targets, many of them come up with clever ideas is simply eye-opening.

Basically, the cultivators of the competition committee have almost accumulated enough jokes for a month.

"Hey, let me tell you, there is a little fat guy who is really talented! His cultivation level is at the bottom of the Xuanzun realm. Even I admire him for the crazy ideas he came up with. Guess how they solved the guardian beast of Mu Linghua?

?" A cultivator from the competition committee laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears.

"What, what did I miss?!" The person next to him quickly stretched his head over.

"Don't look, they've all left. Let me tell you, the one who protects the Wood Spirit Flower is the Moon-Tailed Fox. It's the kind of spirit beast that makes female cultivators unable to touch it. It happens to be very intelligent and has a very sharp nose.

, likes to pretend to be pitiful to trick others, but this time it suffered so miserably, it really makes people shed tears of sympathy!"

"Tell the important point!"

"The point is, the little fat man jumped into the swamp and dug out all the rancid mud from the deepest part, covering his head and face with mud. Then the moon-tailed fox couldn't remove its claws at all, and was smoked away...

…smoked away…”

"Pfft hahaha..." The other cultivator suddenly laughed so hard that his whole body convulsed.

"The world is so big, it's really full of wonders, and who was that last time..." These people were chatting animatedly, when suddenly a cold and sharp voice shocked the whole audience: "Shut up!"

Everyone was silent. When they turned around to look, they saw a middle-aged man in rich clothes striding forward, with an awe-inspiring and dignified look on his face.
Chapter completed!