Geng Ma carefully counted the magic weapons and weapons he carried to ensure that he could face the beast tide safely.

His decision was not made recklessly.

There are not many spiritual beasts in the Ganhua Mountains whose strength is equivalent to the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Even in the deepest part of the mountain range, most of them are at the sixth level of Qi refining, and their spiritual wisdom has not yet been developed.

Except for the natural ability to use spiritual power, its intelligence is no different from that of a beast, and its true strength is far inferior to that of a monk.

Otherwise, the sect would not let them perform these tasks.

In the woods, various spiritual beasts rushed forward, their hooves and claws coming one after another.

Leaves and soil were thrown away like a rolling wave.

"Whoosh!"

Sun Jiamu flew up a tree, cut off a Yuhu that rushed up with his green thread, threw out explosive talismans with his backhand, and stuck them on his own thread.

Among the Ganhua Mountains, the most common spiritual beast is the Yuhu.

This spiritual beast looks like a tiger, but its hair is brown and green, and there is a pair of narrow wings behind its shoulder blades.

However, these wings have evolved from their ancestors and are generally unable to fly.

"Duh! Duh!"

Two fine iron darts were tied to the end of his silk thread, and he swung it out suddenly and nailed it to the tree trunks on both sides.

The silk thread attached to the explosive talisman blocked the road horizontally, tripping many spiritual beasts and detonating the talisman at the same time.

"boom!"

Several spiritual beasts were immediately blown to pieces.

Sun Jiamu repeated his old trick three or four times, and suddenly noticed something was wrong.

He said suspiciously: "Junior Brother Geng, look, do these spirit beasts seem to be heading in the direction of Lin Bujia?!"

Geng Ma pierced the jaw of another Yuhu with his sword, gasping and frowning.

He looked carefully and it seemed to be true.

There must be a reason for the spirit beasts to riot.

An idea popped into his mind.

Is it possible that these spiritual beasts are actually heading for Lin Bujia?!

No, impossible!

Geng Ma immediately denied his conjecture.

Lin Bujia is not the Tang Monk Rou in folklore. How could a spiritual beast regard him as a favorite?

"It should be heading towards the treasure place. This further proves that Lin Bujia's picture is true!"

Geng Ma thought of a reasonable explanation.

He said bitterly: "Let's hold on a little longer. When we find the place, I will definitely teach that waste a lesson he will never forget!"

Sun Jiamu looked at the steady and growing tide of beasts, and felt something was wrong in his heart.

But now they have fallen into the beast tide, and he has used a lot of the talismans and props in his hand, which is very painful.

Wouldn't it be a failure to leave now?

It's better to listen to Geng Ma and hold on a little longer!

Sun Jiamu thought about it and then his eyes became firm: "Okay!"

"I have seen riots of spiritual beasts in the Ganhua Mountains before, and they usually don't last too long. This beast tide must have dissipated within a stick of incense at most!"

…

Lin Bujia waited there for half an hour, during which time he killed three spiritual beasts.

They are respectively.

An underage Yuhu who is on the third level of Qi Refining.

The fourth level Qi refining Zhui Feng Yan, the kind with broken wings.

As for the Broken Dragon Python at the fifth level of Qi Refining, this one was even worse, with most of the teeth in its mouth broken.

From the nervousness and excitement at the beginning, to the confusion and confusion now.

He looked at the miserable corpse of the spiritual beast in front of him and fell into deep thought.

It’s hard to understand, how come there were only two or three kittens like this that came to him despite such a huge momentum?

Lin Bujie applied for off-field assistance.

"Miss Ming, does this bait of yours have the effect of inducing spiritual beasts to go crazy?"

The boy was very confused: "I think they started fighting on their own?"

And it's very intense.

From time to time in the woods, the furious roars of spiritual beasts could be heard, and there were even explosions.

Lin Bujia didn't have much knowledge and couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

It turns out that these low-level spiritual beasts, once they go crazy, will even beat their own people. Their momentum is amazing and should not be underestimated!

So scary!

His swordsmanship, which he thought he had improved greatly, was probably not enough and he needed to work harder.

"..."

Ming Xuechuan was silent for a while: "Then let's go first. There is no rush to test the sword."

Yes, it's really not a problem to wait like this.

Lin Bujia said oh and was about to leave.

Ming Xuechuan suddenly said again: "Put down the bait on you."

"Since you can't use those spiritual beasts to test the sword, don't let them disturb you from exploring the ancient tomb."

"Just use bait to attract them all and gather them here to avoid trouble."

Lin Bujia suddenly realized: "Miss Ming, you are so considerate!"

He placed the opened bait on the ground, then attached a magical talisman to his body and quickly flew away.

"This is it!"

Lin Bujia compared the map in his hand and looked excitedly at the gray stone cliff forming a line of sky in front of him.

There is a gap as wide as one person in the middle of the cliff.

It was so dark that it was almost bottomless.

He carefully reached out and touched the stone wall, brushing aside a layer of gravel.

"Click..."

The mottled stone wall above cracked like egg shells.

There are actually two lines of poetry faintly engraved below -

"Skeletons are playing tricks on the wall, finding new ways to entertain you."

Lin Bujia raised his head and read it murmured, his pupils suddenly tightened.

"Isn't this the...skeleton illusion that Miss Ming was talking about?!"

Ming Xuechuan also stood up suddenly, staring closely at the two lines of poetry in the concrete picture of spiritual consciousness.

"Why is this thing here?!"

Ming Xuechuan's eyes were shocked: "Is it possible that the 'person in the painting' under the devil is actually the inheritance obtained from this ancient tomb?!"

Her thoughts were racing: "No wonder, no wonder there are a lot of empty bluestones in these ancient tombs!"

"The original purpose of these empty bluestones is to draw scrolls..."

"And that skull fantasy picture was not painted with empty bluestone by the 'man in the picture' later, but he got it from the ancient tomb!"

Lin Bujia was about to ask Ming Xuechuan what was going on, but there was a sudden movement in the mountains.

"Roar--!!!!"

A huge roar resounded through the sky, and the entire forest was shaken.

Lin Bujia turned around in surprise and vaguely saw a colorful feathered tiger spreading its wings, rushing into the sky, roaring again, and swooping down.

"Then...that's a Yuhu?! How can it be so gorgeous and how can it actually fly?"

Ming Xuechuan narrowed his eyes and immediately said: "That is the return of the Yuhu King. His fur is more precious. It seems that his strength should have reached the ninth level of Qi Refining."

"Earlier, your two senior brothers mentioned that the number of spiritual beasts in the mountains increased. It must be because of the birth of King Yuhu."
To be continued...