Looking at Kunlun, whose aura is powerful, his energy and blood are unparalleled, and his huge body is bursting with infinite divine power.
Partridge whistled at me and clenched his fists, his eyes firm.
He has always been a proud man, but this time when he came to Zhelong Mountain, he realized that he was far behind Xu Rui and Kunlun in terms of strength.
Whether it was the green snake next to him or the black giant transformed by countless leeches just now, he would be no match for him.
I couldn't help but secretly thought.
"When I go back, I will practice harder."
"Okay, it's time for us to set off."
Xu Rui clapped his hands and called on everyone to continue walking towards the deep valley.
A green snake opened the way, and everyone passed through the swamp safely.
Next is the lush jungle.
Coming here is an eye-opener.
There are towering ancient trees and wisterias everywhere.
An unknown weed that can directly drown people.
A three-foot-long purple-backed centipede, a spotted tiger as big as an ox, and a human-faced spider as big as a millstone appear among them.
Occasionally, there will be dragonflies the size of washbasins, swarming in groups, flying over the jungle like bombers.
Under the rich spiritual energy, the animals and plants here have grown in size.
Suddenly it seemed as if I had returned to the ancient barbaric era.
Because of the existence of Green Snake, no one was harassed by these big guys.
Xu Rui controlled hundreds of birds to act as his eyes.
He wanted to find the couple tree where the dragon and tiger staffs were hidden.
However, World War II has not yet started in the spirit world of "Ghost Blowing Lantern", and the US military transport plane has not crashed. He does not know Feng Shui, so it is not easy to find it.
There isn't much else in Zhelong Mountain, but there are a lot of trees of all kinds.
Under the stimulation of the spiritual energy, each plant grew in size, and if you just looked at the head, you wouldn't be able to find it at all.
Xu Rui searched a lot, but couldn't find the couple's tree, so he found the mountain temple first.
"Don't waste time, go directly to the mountain temple. With my current magic of Lingbao Puppetry, as long as the restrictions on the copper box in the belly of the Huo's Undead Insect do not exceed the eighth-grade inferior, they will not be able to stop me."
Xu Rui made up his mind and led everyone towards the mountain temple.
However, it was already dark now, and although Xu Rui was not afraid of any monster attacks, he, Miss Hong, and others were all a little tired after experiencing so many things in one day.
Leaving the green snake to guard outside, everyone entered the black iron spirit boat to rest.
…
At this moment, Master Liaoyin and others also walked into Zhelong Mountain.
"Amitabha, I am back again."
The master was very excited.
The last time he came in, he encountered a tiger monster at the peak of Foundation Establishment. The two sides fought a battle. Although the opponent was successfully killed in the end, there were still many powerful monsters in the Zhelong Valley.
The outer area is so powerful, and the monsters in the core will only become stronger. He didn't bring the 'Demon-Subduing Vajra', so he didn't dare to go deeper.
This time he has brought many helpers, and together with the temple-suppressing spiritual weapon of Jinguang Temple, he will definitely be able to go straight to Huanglong and get the 'Phoenix Guts'.
"This is Zhelong Valley?!"
The red-haired old man, ‘Red Fire Yama’ Lu Chengfeng, looked at the lush valley and felt excited.
"With such a strong aura, it must be Zhelong Mountain."
The gray-robed old woman, ‘Grandma Qingye’ Li Saihua’s eyes flashed.
The three friends from Wushan next to them also showed excitement on their faces.
Accompanying them were more than fifty monks who had reached the foundation-building realm.
Counting those who form cliques and the casual cultivators who are meandering behind, there are no less than 300 of them.
However, when they came from the waterway, they were also attacked by water grubs, saber-toothed vipers and giant snakes.
Although there were more people and more strength, they were at a disadvantage on the water and dozens of people were lost.
"Go on, the Zhelong Valley is full of dangers. You must be more careful." Master Liaoyin said.
The disciple next to him respectfully responded and turned around to leave.
"Let's go down."
…
At the same time, Zhelong Village outside Zhelong Mountain also became lively.
An old man with a strong physique, a scimitar on his waist, and a majestic aura, stood outside the village gate with his clan members.
Not far away, a group of people came over with torches.
At the front are two old men.
The one on the left is short and fat, with a smile on his face and a shiny bald head. If he had no ring scars, he would look like a monk. The big black bag on his back is particularly eye-catching.
The one on the right is tall and thin, wearing an iron crown and a mustache, with a cold and solemn expression. There is a red gourd hanging on his waist, which sways slightly with his steps.
It is the "Two Demons of Obsession" in Mingsha Mountain, which is famous in the northwest.
"Two fellow Taoists, we haven't seen each other for many years, but you still look as good as before."
The old man with a scimitar hanging from his waist strode forward to greet him.
"Fellow Taoist Dongwen is also getting stronger with age, and his art must be more sophisticated than ten years ago." The short and fat "Mirou" complimented with a smile.
"Haha, some little tricks can't compare to the two true disciples of Xuanmen. Please come in."
"please."
Three people led the way, followed by others.
Arriving at the hall of Zhelongzhai, everyone sat down separately.
"Fellow Taoist Dongwen, we heard on the way that the bald donkey had brought three hypocrites, namely Old Ghost Lu, Old Qingye Qianpo and Sanyou Wushan, into Zhelong Mountain?" said the tall and lanky 'Chijiu'
asked.
"They have been in for two hours." Dong Wen nodded.
"In that case, what are we waiting for? We have to hurry up and follow them, otherwise wouldn't all the treasures in Zhelong Mountain be taken away by them?" Chijiu continued.
Dong Wen waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, fellow Taoists, this Zhelong Mountain is extremely dangerous. We, Zhelong Village, have been here for thousands of years, and we dare not go deep into it, let alone outsiders like them?"
"Let them clear the way for us in front. While the two fellow Taoists can recharge their batteries here, it won't be too late for us to enter the mountain early tomorrow morning."
Chijiu wanted to say more, but was stopped by 'Misery'.
"Since Fellow Taoist Dongwen said so, let's rest here for one night. However, along the way, we heard that there is an ancient treasure in Zhelong Mountain, the 'Phoenix Gallbladder'. I wonder if it is true?"
"To be honest with you fellow Taoists, I don't know if there are any 'Phoenix Guts' in Zhelong Mountain. After all, it has been so long that many things have changed beyond recognition."
Mirou nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
The two parties had a brief chat.
Dongwen arranged them into a room prepared in advance.
At night, in the most central and most secret room of Zhelong Village.
The patriarch Dong Wen sat at the top, and a young man who looked about sixty-seven years like him stood next to him.
"Abba, Zhelong Mountain is extremely dangerous, why do you have to go?"
Dong Wen stood up, walked to the window and looked at the village that had been shrouded in darkness.
The voice is deep.
"Thousands of years ago, our Zhelong clan also dominated southern Yunnan, a large country with hundreds of thousands of inhabitants and hundreds of miles of territory. If the great wizard had not betrayed the clan later and dedicated the Zhelong clan's treasure to the ancient Dian Kingdom, we would have
It will not be defeated by the army commanded by King Xian, so that it will lose its troops and territory, and shrink to this point."
"Abba, why did the great wizard betray our Zhelong clan?"
"It's so old that I don't know the details. But looking at the records left by the clan, it seems that after the great wizard failed to seize the power of the tribe from the clan leader, he became unwilling and surrendered to the enemy."
"I see. No wonder our Zhelong clan has never had a wizard."
Dong Wen organized his words and continued: "It took the clan members thousands of years to finally find out that the treasure of our Zhelong clan was not presented to the Emperor of the Han Dynasty by the ancient Dian Kingdom, but fell into the hands of King Xian, and was also
He brought it to Zhelong Mountain."
"It's a pity that King Xian's method is extraordinary, and our Zhelong clan has a declining talent pool. Although we tried our best, we were still unable to go deep into Zhelong Mountain and get our treasure back."
"Although this time I don't know who has rumored that the ancient treasure 'Phoenix Guts' is in Zhelong Mountain, attracting both good and evil spirits to come together, it is an opportunity for us Zhelong Clan."
Dong Wen turned around violently, his eyes looking hot and determined.
"The dream of our Zhelong clan throughout the ages is to bring back the treasure and regain the glory of the ancient times. As the clan leader, it is my duty to do so."
"But there are many dangers in Zhelong Mountain..."
He waved his hand to interrupt his son.
"Of course I know the danger, but this is our best chance."
With that said, he took off the silver knife from his waist and put it in his son's hand.
"Enkuan, this 'Silver Moon Sword' is the most precious treasure of our Zhelong Clan. Now I will pass it on to you."
Enkuan's expression changed. He was not a fool. He naturally understood the meaning of his father's words.
"I don't want it, this is the symbol of the patriarch...!"
"Listen to me." He suddenly interrupted his son, "There are many dangers in Zhelong Mountain. Even if those monks of good and evil paths open the way, I may not be able to escape unscathed. But the Zhelong clan cannot be without a master for a day.
As my son, you have the responsibility to lead the people to continue to survive, do you understand?"
"Abba…"
Dong Wen smiled and patted his shoulder, "Every generation of Zhelong tribe chiefs will break into Zhelong Mountain alone when they are old to find the whereabouts of the Zhelong tribe's treasure. I just accelerated this process. There is no need to worry about it.
I'm worried."
"But…."
"Okay, I've made up my mind, no need to say any more."
…
The existence of the green snake prevented the surrounding wild beasts from invading, and also allowed everyone to spend the night peacefully.
Early the next morning, Xu Rui opened his eyes early, took his natal puppet Kunlun, and found a free place to practice the "Dragon and Tiger Golden Body Technique".
In one night, Kunlun had completely digested the food in his belly, and his cultivation level had improved a bit.
Just after practicing for a while, the partridge whistle also came out.
Neither party bothered, and each found a place to practice martial arts.
However, Partridge Whistle has completely turned to Qi training. After doing some boxing exercises, he moved his hands and feet and flew up to the tree crown, facing the east and absorbing the purple energy of the morning glow.
Not long after, Miss Hong, Yu Suchang and Hua Ling also walked out of the black iron spirit boat.
They each found a place to practice Qi.
After about an hour, everyone finished their work and started eating breakfast.
In this humid and hot mountain forest, the most indispensable thing is all kinds of poisonous insects.
Soon Xu Rui caught several big venomous snakes, and a dozen palm-sized venomous scorpions came back.
Cut off the poisonous saliva and let the partridge whistle roast.
That taste, to use a fashionable phrase.
The kids next door were crying.
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