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Chapter three hundred and seventy second ghost bee

 "How many people?"

Yunyouzi asked.

Qin Sang said: "Only one has been found for the time being."

Yunyouzi pondered: "We behaved carefully in the city and didn't provoke anyone. They probably didn't come for us. I don't know who attracted the enemy."

"Could it be that Kong Xin accidentally leaked the news about Hanjin Mine Mother?" Qin Sang raised his head and glanced at Kong Xin's back. He was leading the way conscientiously and was very honest now.

As for the woman in red and others, there was nothing out of the ordinary in their behavior, and Qin Sang and Yun Youzi did not find anyone leaving a mark or passing on any news.

"not sure!"

Yun Youzi muttered: "I'm staring at the back. Brother Qin, please pay attention to Kong Xin and the others. If it has nothing to do with us, it's best to live in peace. If things change, either capture the thief first or capture the king first, or borrow the spirit bamboo."

If you want to escape by flying boat, it's best to take Kong Xin away with you. The complex and changeable environment in Wuya Valley cannot be explained clearly in a few sentences, and Kong Xin needs to lead the way..."

Qin Sang nodded, "Senior, help me buy time when the time comes. As long as I can sacrifice the talisman, I won't be afraid of any number of monsters."

"good!"



The secret passage twists and turns, and after walking for a certain distance, it gradually turns upward. Qin Sang left several early warning restrictions along the way, but none of them were touched.

After walking for a full hour, the cave entrance finally appeared in front.

After confirming that it was safe outside the cave, everyone filed out and finally emerged from the depressing secret passage.

The exit of the cave was halfway up the mountain, and the ghost nest was right above their heads. No one dared to leave, so they followed Kong Xin on foot in the mountain.

Before he reached the foot of the mountain, Kong Xin suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at the old and young masters and disciples, pointed to the left, and whispered: "The elixir needed by fellow Taoists grows on the cliff over there. I will take it right away."

You guys go over there. The other Taoist friends will stay here to adjust their breathing and come back as soon as you go."

Looking far in the direction Kong Xin pointed, all he could see was bloody chaos.

It was right under the ghost nest, with blood miasma rolling around and the ghosts roaring loudly. It didn't look like a good place at first glance.

The woman in red and the others had no intention of taking risks for others. Just as they were about to agree, Qin Sang suddenly said: "This place is on the edge of the ghost nest. Fellow Daoist Kong will come back alone later. If he encounters danger, I'm afraid we will have to rescue him."

If not, how about we go together and take care of each other? What do you two fellow Taoists think?"

Qin Sang made this suggestion not to put himself in danger for the old and young masters and disciples, but to use it as an excuse to prove it.

If Kong Xin lied and there was no elixir needed by the old and young masters and disciples, there was no need to think that something was wrong with Kong Xin.

Yun Youzi immediately guessed Qin Sang's intention.

The woman in red and the monk named Bao looked at each other, thought for a while, and then agreed.

The monk surnamed Bao shook his fan and said to the master and apprentice in a joking manner: "Fellow Taoist, are you not afraid that we will snatch the elixir?"

The old and young masters and apprentices looked at each other, and the master chuckled, "The elixir I need is the Blood Poison Flower. It is not of high quality, but has strange medicinal properties. It has no other effect except curing my disciple's disease. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to join us."

Fellow Taoists, you are willing to escort me there, and I wish you the best."

After everyone reached a consensus, they changed direction and crossed the entire mountain. Soon after, they saw that the road ahead was cut off, and what they saw was a bottomless abyss.

In the abyss, in addition to the roars of ghosts, there was also a strange buzzing sound.

Kong Xin raised his hand and pointed to the cliff opposite the abyss, "Fellow Taoist, please look, the Blood Poison Flower is there."

Everyone looked around and saw a stone crevice on the cliff on the other side. Sure enough, there was a strange blood-colored flower the size of a silver plate growing in the stone crevice. It was the blood poisonous flower that the master and the disciples needed.

The strange thing is that there are still several huge black balls hanging on the stone wall under the Blood Poison Flower.

After seeing what the black ball looked like, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air.

These are actually beehives!

The hive was as dark as ink, and what was even more terrifying was that black poisonous bees flew out from the hive from time to time, each one the size of an adult's fist!

The buzzing sound I heard before was the sound made by the flight of these poisonous bees.

The poisonous wasp looks ferocious, with three pairs of red wings, and a barbed poisonous needle at its tail, which shines with a green luster. You don't need to think about it to know that it must be highly poisonous.

If it's easy to deal with just one, there are probably thousands of poisonous bees in so many hives.

Moreover, judging from the fluctuations in spiritual energy between the flapping of the wings of these poisonous bees, they are definitely not ordinary bees. It is estimated that they have grown in the blood miasma for countless years and mutated.

Even if they, monks in the foundation building stage, accidentally fall into the siege of poisonous bees, they will probably end up in a miserable state.

"Do fellow Taoists have to stand up to these poisonous bees and pick blood-poisoned flowers?"

The monk surnamed Bao couldn't help but feel his scalp numb as he looked at the buzzing and flying poisonous bees. There was a look of horror in his eyes. He subconsciously took a few steps back for fear of being discovered by the poisonous bees.

The two masters and disciples did not expect to be surrounded by so many strange poisonous bees, and their faces were as dark as water.

The old man said with determination: "I have been searching all over the place for several years before I found this blood poisonous flower. I have to give it a try no matter what."

Kong Xin said in a deep voice: "According to the agreement, I will bring you here. Even if the task is completed, fellow Taoists will pick the blood poison flowers themselves. The other half of the reward..."

The old man threw a mustard seed bag to Kong Xin and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."

Kong Xin checked it, with a satisfied smile on his face, and said: "These poisonous bees are not easy to deal with. Fellow Taoist, you must be careful. I will continue to go deep into Wuya Valley, so I won't accompany you."

At this moment, Qin Sang, who had been silent beside him, suddenly flashed and rushed to the edge of the abyss. After pondering for a moment, he took out the soul binding rope.

He stretched out his hand and flicked the soul-binding rope to cover up the light of the soul-binding rope. Then he flicked his finger and the soul-binding rope floated silently towards the hive.

When the others saw Qin Sang's movements, they all backed away for fear of being harmed.

Only Yunyouzi stood behind Qin Sang, holding out his magical weapon, ready to rescue at any time.

Everyone was very curious about poisonous bees, but no one wanted to try their own methods and provoke these weird poisonous bees. Seeing that Qin Sang was willing to take the lead, no one, including the old man, stopped him.

Qin Sang doesn't care about other people's thoughts, his goal is just like catching a few poisonous bees.

If he admits correctly, these poisonous wasps should be a strange insect called the ghost-headed wasp.

Among the relics of old man Dique, the jade slip left by the Yulingzong Jindan contains records of the ghost-headed wasp, which is also one of the rare and rare insects.

However, there are quite a few differences between these poisonous wasps and the ghost-headed wasps in the jade slips. The most obvious difference is that the three pairs of blood wings, the real ghost-headed wasps, have transparent wings.

The body shape of the poisonous wasp is also slightly larger than that of the ghost-headed wasp.

This was the first time Qin Sang encountered such strange insects since he obtained the jade slips.

He didn't have the energy to search the Xiaohan Territory like Old Man Dique, looking for all kinds of strange insects, but he happened to encounter it this time and naturally he wouldn't miss it.


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