Aguda circled around the giant snake's body, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that there are only you and me here. Otherwise, if we could carry the snake's body back, we could get a lot of supplies for the tribe."
Murong Fu casually took out a dagger and threw it to Aguda: "The skin and teeth of this giant python are rare treasures. This dagger can also be regarded as a magic weapon that can cut iron like mud. You can use it to cut the python's skin."
Just remove the teeth and skin and take them away."
Aguda took the dagger and took a look. He saw that the dagger was only half a foot long. The handle was made of gold and inlaid with opal, purple jade and other various gemstones. Aguda pulled out the dagger from the green shark skin sheath. The winter sunshine
When he moved down, the blade of the sword shone with cold light, and the cold air was overwhelming. Aguda couldn't help but praise: "Good, what a good weapon!"
Murong Fu said: "I'll give it to you!"
Aguda didn't even say thank you. According to the custom of the Jurchens, all property in a tribe belongs to the entire tribe. Aguda didn't take it seriously that he received a magic weapon as a gift.
Murong Fu left Aguda busy and walked towards the giant eagle with great interest: "Brother Diao, can the healing medicine I gave you still be used?"
The giant eagle took a few Jiuzhuan Xiongshe Pills, and its condition improved greatly. The eyes it looked at Murong Fu became much kinder, and its vigilance was greatly reduced.
Murong Fu waved the newly dug ginseng in his hand and said with a smile: "I saved your life, this thing belongs to me, is it reasonable?"
I don't know if the giant eagle understood what Murong Murong Fu said, but it nodded and hummed twice, seeming to agree.
Murong Fu waited for a while while Aguda finished cutting the snake skin and the snake teeth and put them back together. Then the two of them turned around and prepared to go back home.
Just after taking a few steps, I heard the cries of eagles from behind, each one getting faster and faster, and then a strong wind blew by, and the giant eagle from before flew in front of Murong Fu and the two of them.
Murong Fu smiled calmly: "What's the matter? I still can't let go of the treasure you cherish so much? That's not possible. I have to take it home to my wife."
The giant eagle seemed to understand Murong Fu's words, shook his head desperately in denial, kept shouting something, turned around and walked out for a few steps, then looked back at Murong Fu.
Aguda hesitated and said: "Murong, Hai Dongqing seems to want you to follow him. I'm afraid there is no secret treasure."
Murong Fu's heart moved: Doesn't the scene in front of him look exactly like the adventure of a certain ordinary-looking young hero who lost his arm? Could it be possible that he could have great luck today?
Murong Fu said: "Brother Aguda, come with me to see it."
After a while, Murong Fu and the two of them arrived at a cliff.
The giant eagle screamed loudly at the bottom of the cliff, beckoning Murong Fu to get down.
Murong Fu asked: "Is it possible that I have to jump off the cliff to find that thing?"
Aguda said: "Look below, there is a bulge!"
Murong Fu looked at it carefully and said, "This should be a stone platform. Could it be that the thing is hidden in the stone platform?"
I saw a small black spot protruding from the clouds under the cliff. If the two of them hadn't had excellent eyesight, they wouldn't have been able to spot it. The distance was probably dozens of feet away. What's even more dangerous is that this place is
On a cliff, the mountain wall was bare, not even a sapling for climbing.
Seeing the two people hesitating, the giant eagle barked a few times, with a look that seemed to be contemptuous. Then it ignored the two of them, jumped down to the bottom of the cliff, spread its wide wings and flew towards the bottom of the cliff.
Aguda was shocked: "Does this flat-haired beast look down on us?"
Murong Fu shook his head helplessly: "Brother Aguda, this place is too dangerous. With my light body skills, I am afraid it will be difficult for me to take one person down with me."
Aguda laughed: "So Murong is worried about this. It's okay. Just go ahead. I'll wait here for you to come up."
"Okay, then please ask Brother Aguda to wait here."
After saying that, Murong Fu stopped talking nonsense and jumped up. Every time he fell a few feet, he held himself on the cliff. He adjusted his direction and slowed down his fall. After holding on for more than a dozen times, the stone tower he saw above appeared.
The platform was clearly visible. Murong Fu's toes were slightly on the cliff and he landed firmly on the stone platform.
Only a familiar cry was heard, and the giant eagle's huge body emerged from the hole. It kept waving its wings as if it was impatient to wait.
"Long wait, brother eagle."
Murong Fu followed the giant eagle into the cave. To Murong Fu's expectation, the cave was not dark, and there was no musty smell that often occurs in ancient caves that have not seen sunlight all year round. The entire cave was bare, not even an extra stone.
No, the entire cave seemed to have been cut with a knife and an axe, and it was completely different from the surrounding environment.
"It seems that the reason why no one has visited this place for many years is because it is too dangerous. With my current martial arts skills, it will take a lot of effort to get here, let alone ordinary ginseng pickers."
Murong Fu stroked the cave wall, observed carefully, and suddenly his eyes narrowed: "This, this was cut with a sword!"
As a master of swordsmanship, Murong Fu was very familiar with the marks made by swords. What surprised Murong Fu was that the entire passage was seamless and was actually made by swords!
There are many people in the world who use heavy weapons such as axes, and there are many masters among them who can use their profound skills to carve out passages on rocks. However, it is unheard of to do such a thing with a sword, let alone
It is said that such a large-scale passage was opened on this cliff.
Murong Fu murmured: "If my judgment is correct, this person's swordsmanship is probably not inferior to that of Duan Siping, the founder of Dali who created the "Six Meridians Divine Sword"."
Why would such a master dig a cave here? The Murong family has been focusing on the cause of rebellion for hundreds of years, and has collected extremely detailed information on masters and masters of the past generations, but there is no information about such a famous swordsman living here in seclusion.
Originally, Murong Fu didn't have much expectations for this trip. In his opinion, the Xiaoyao sect's martial arts he now mastered were already among the best in the world, not to mention that there was still the Lingjiu Palace's Shibi martial arts waiting for him.
After studying, the reason why Murong Fu came here was just to be curious about where such a magical eagle would take him. But after seeing this passage cut with a sword, Murong Fu immediately dared not not cheer up.
The passage is not long, and it only takes as long as a cup of tea. The giant eagle takes the lead and passes through a cave, and the front suddenly opens up.
Murong Fu couldn't help but be stunned: "Is this the leader of Zhang Da whom Yang Guo took over?"
What is in front of us is not a snow cave that can freeze people to death as expected, but a cave paradise that is as warm as spring. A hot spring is constantly ejecting hot steam from the ground. Surrounding the hot spring, there are green grass and flowers and trees all around.
The air is filled with a faint floral fragrance.
"It seems that there is probably a volcano under this cliff. This wonderful scene is due to geothermal heat."
Murong Fu admired this wonderful scene for a moment, and then was summoned by the divine eagle to follow him.
"I would like to see which outdoor expert left behind such a blessed land."
Murong Fu followed the sacred sculpture to a mountain wall. The green moss on it was covered, and many characters could be faintly seen carved on it. Murong Fu raised his spirits, pressed against the cliff, and swept it with his fingers a few times. The moss was covered with green moss.
Peel off.
"These words were actually carved with finger power?"
Murong Fu said in surprise.
Nowadays, with Murong Fu's skill, it is not difficult to carve a few words on the rock with his fingers, but it is very difficult to do this with thousands of words densely packed on the cliff.
After reading all the inscriptions on the cliff in one meal, Murong Fu was astonished.