Bai Xian'er, Wolf Child, Liu Ziyang and others ran all the way without any stop. Apart from meeting Yuan Yang and Yan Zhan halfway, they did not encounter any further twists and turns.
When approaching the central hinterland, whether it is Bai Xian'er or Wolf Child, Liu Ziyang and others will have an inexplicable feeling, which is a sense of uneasiness similar to depression. In the dark, it seems that the central hinterland is increasingly dark and creepy in the night, as if there is something fierce hidden in the terrain. With their arrival, there seems to be a pair of blood-moon-like eyes in the depths of this terrain, staring at them.
That feeling is enough to make people feel creepy and chilled on their spine.
Human fears often stem from the unknown.
Bai Xian'er doesn't know much about this terrain, and even the map carved by the ancestor of the Martial Saint does not indicate the place name of this terrain.
Bai Xian'er just knew that this terrain might be related to the so-called secret of the Qinglong in the holy land of retreat.
Now, she has brought the wolf boy and Liu Ziyang to the periphery of this terrain. Before she has entered this terrain, she has begun to feel a depressing aura.
In the dark, something terrifying seemed to exist in the depths of this terrain.
Although Bai Xian'er is not very good at martial arts, she has a wide range of knowledge and a calm personality. After arriving here, she said, "Let's not go deeper. Just find a place to hide in this periphery and wait for Ye Jun to come."
The wolf boy is very good at finding a hiding place. Perhaps it is related to his childhood experience. Even if the night is as bright as ink, his vision in the night is far further than others.
The wolf boy searched around and found a pitted terrain. The terrain was surrounded by weeds and low bushes, which formed a natural bunker.
Bai Xian'er and the other two went immediately and ambushed and lurked in front of the pit.
The three of them just hid themselves for a while, and they were so cold-
Whoosh!
A figure rushed over. With the arrival of this figure, the world seemed to be covered with a layer of peaceful Buddha light. The gloomy aura that originally permeated the terrain seemed to be dissipated a lot by the invisible Buddha light.
Under the night, the young monk wearing a green monk's robe seemed like an ascetic monk, with his hands folded together and recited scriptures step by step, just like a Buddha walking on earth.
Bai Xian'er and the others saw this young monk, who came from the earth and sky of Kuchan Temple.
But why is he the only one here?
At that time, the Demon Saint Son appeared and was about to join forces with Xuanyuan Yanhuang to siege Ye Junlang, Dikong arrived in time and fought with Ye Junlang.
It is precisely because of the earth and the Kong that can restrain the Demon Saint Son, Bai Xian'er and the Wolf Child, that Liu Ziyang can withdraw.
Now, is the battle over the Dragon Pool over?
Since it is over, it should be Ye Junlang and Dikong that appear together. Why is Dikong alone?
Could something unexpected happened to Ye Junlang?
As soon as she thought of this, Bai Xian'er felt her heart tightly clenched, a little worried and panic, and a little inexplicable pain. She quickly shouted: "Master Dikong."
After hearing Bai Xian'er's shouts in the ground window, the Gu Jing Wubo's face also showed a hint of surprise. He followed the sound and saw Bai Xian'er, wolf boy, and Liu Ziyang who were standing up.
"Amitabha!" Dikong clasped his hands together, pronounced the Buddha's name, and then said, "I have seen fairy white in the monk Dikong."
"Master Dikong, why are you the only one here? What about Ye Junlang? What's wrong with him?" Bai Xian'er asked impatiently.
Dikong sighed softly and said, "I was attacked by Xuanyuan Yanhuang and the Demon Saint Son, and was injured. The uncle of the junior master asked me to take the lead and come to this area to find you. After the uncle of the junior master got rid of Xuanyuan Yanhuang and others, he would come to meet with us."
Bai Xian'er was stunned and said, "Xuanyuan Yanhuang and the Demon Saint Son's martial arts realm are far superior to Ye Junlang. He is injured again. Can he get rid of Xuanyuan Yanhuang and the others' siege?"
Dikong said: "Uncle Junior can do it. Uncle Junior has extraordinary experience in combat. Since he made such a decision, it means that he must have a solution. Now, we can only wait."
Bai Xian'er nodded, and the beautiful and eccentric jade face was still covered with a layer of uneasiness. No matter how anxious and worried it was in my heart, I could only wait for it now.
"Master Dikong, if you are injured, then take some spiritual liquid of the Dragon Pool. You should hurry up and recover from your injuries. I think even if Ye Junlang gets rid of Xuanyuan Yanhuang and others, the other party will not give up. I'm afraid there will be some battles in the future." Bai Xian'er said.
Dikong did not refuse after hearing this. He sat cross-legged on the ground, but Bai Xian'er handed over a porcelain bottle and took a sip of the spiritual liquid of the Dragon-Creating Pool.
Then, Dikong sat still as if an old monk had entered into meditation.
The spiritual liquid of the Dragon Pool is indeed an extraordinary thing. As the earth and sky enter a state of meditation, gradually, the Buddha aura that permeates himself becomes more and more pure and powerful, indicating that the injuries in his body are beginning to recover.
Lang Chi and Liu Ziyang were not idle either, and they also seized the time to temper their martial arts.
This world is rich in spiritual energy, far beyond the outside world, and it is best to use it for practice in your spare time.
Especially Wolf Child, he needs to consolidate his current high-level strength at the Martial King Realm. After laying a solid foundation for this level, he can try to break through to the Martial Ancestor Realm.
As long as he is promoted to the Martial Ancestor Realm and with the fate of a wolf boy, he will have the power to fight against those geniuses in the Martial Ancestor Realm.
Bai Xian'er looked around from time to time, looking forward to Ye Junlang appearing earlier. She was also praying in her heart, begging Ye Junlang to escape danger.
She also had a firm belief in her heart, thinking that with Ye Junlang's experience of fighting on overseas battlefields for many years, there should be a way to resolve the siege of Xuanyuan Yanhuang, Demon Saint Son and others.
While waiting anxiously, time passes by minute by second.
About an hour later, in the thick night, three figures appeared and were vaguely rushing towards me.
The wolf boy who was practicing suddenly came to his senses, and a look of surprise appeared on his little face. Then he rushed out with a quick glance and shouted: "Brother!"
The wolf boy had a very keen sense of smell of breath. He was the first to sense Ye Junlang's breath and rushed out as soon as possible.
"Greedy Wolf!"
Sure enough, Ye Junlang's voice came, and the three figures walked towards the wolf boy who rushed out. It was Ye Junlang, Gu Chen and Ji Zhitian who were rushing over.
Seeing this, Bai Xian'er let out a sigh of relief. A huge rock hanging in her heart finally fell to the ground, and a beautiful smile appeared on the flawless and filthy jade face.