Chapter 11: The Zhangshui River Scheme Conquers the Soul
The scenery of the valley suddenly changed, and Lu Yizhu and his party couldn't help being surprised, and stopped one after another.
The ground beneath our feet is rising, and the road we came from is gradually being submerged by the rushing river. The dense bamboo forest has also disappeared from the field of vision. Looking around, the sky is pale, the river is vast, and the waves that are about ten feet high are rolling and undulating, making a surging crashing sound.
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Many casual cultivators reacted the fastest and immediately used their luck to protect themselves. They refined various simple magic weapons as quickly as possible, ready to find a way to escape at any time. They also shouted: "The Seven Sons of the Bamboo Forest do not follow martial ethics and set up formations."
Surround and kill everyone!" "Brothers and sisters of the Demon Sect, please uphold justice!" "I'm here to defect to the big brothers of Zhulin. I'm not the same group as them. Big brother Ji Kang should not kill good people by mistake!" "Little men!
There is a unique treasure map of the Immortal Mansion, which is about to be presented to Mr. Yuan An..."
The green bead cast its gaze on Liu Yingwu, who looked around carefully, then looked at the unresponsive Bagua array in his hand, and shook his head at the green bead: "No, no, it's not a formation. There is no support for the array.
There is no artificial circulation, circulation, circulation... of the vitality of heaven and earth in the running nodes."
Green Heritage Pearl said "Hmm", and her beautiful eyes turned around. It is said that the Bamboo Forest Valley leads directly to many secret places of the Eight Wastelands, and this place should be one of them. "Blood River Sect Green Heritage Pearl and the disciples of the Demon Sect are here to congratulate the Seven Sons of the Bamboo Forest for their sworn brotherhood during the Dragon Boat Festival.
"A small gift is not respectful." She was neither humble nor arrogant. She walked slowly to Ji Kang and others, bowed and bowed.
His subordinates immediately presented various gift boxes, alchemy vases and jade articles. Ji Kang returned the gift and said, "We are all very interested. We have set up a small banquet to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival with fellow Taoists who have come from afar. Everyone, everyone."
, please take a seat."
Behind Ji Kang, thousands of long bamboos were lined up in scattered rows. Taoist boys filed in and laid out fine wine, delicacies, rice dumplings and fresh fruits.
"Yizhu has the audacity to bother you. Mr. Yuan An, congratulations." Lu Yizhu smiled at Zhikari Zhenyan, her fragrant shoulder casually brushed the outside of his arm, and took the lead in taking the seat with his demon cultivators. p>
"This woman smiles so coquettishly, as if she is teasing you." Xie Xuan stood behind Zhikarima and whispered behind his ear.
Zhikari Zhen said calmly, with his spiritual power close to that of Hedao and the shaman spirit guarding his soul, the temptation of the green bead was of no use to him.
Seeing that Lu Yizhu and others were calm, the casual cultivators also temporarily calmed down and followed behind them to sit down at the table one after another. They watched every move of Ji Kang and others with vigilance, and did not touch their chopsticks casually on the exquisite food on the table.
"I have long heard that the secret realm of the Bamboo Forest is magical and unusual, and that it leads to all parts of the wilderness. It is indeed well-deserved." Lu Yizhu knelt down in front of the food table near the water, and his eyes scanned the undulating river in front. The water was green and black, and the turbulent waves were dangerous.
Intense, with a vague fishy smell.
Liu Ling chuckled, peeled off a meat dumpling and threw it towards the river.
The water splashed lightly, and the meat dumplings were swept up by the waves. Immediately, a dark shadow swam quickly under the water, opened its mouth suddenly and swallowed the meat dumplings. As if it was still not satisfied, it stuck out its head and let out a low roar at the people on the shore. p>
This thing was over a foot long, with a head like a dragon, a body like a snake, and a tail like a carp. Its yellow eyes stared at everyone greedily, flashing a cruel and bloodthirsty light. A wave hit, and its body twisted and disappeared.
Under the water.
"What a vicious creature!" Beside the green bead, a second-generation devil shook his hands and shot out a ball of bright white light. It flew to the surface of the river and spun around in the air. It was clearly a brilliant orb, which illuminated the depths of the river.
The light of the river water can detect people, and every detail is revealed.
Under the water, countless ferocious beasts that look like fish but not fish, and look like snakes but not snakes are showing their signs. They are swimming around, making waves, and have ferocious and weird appearances. They have the heads of dogs, tigers, leopards, bears, turtles... There are some.
Some of the ferocious beasts are as small as a loach, some are as thick as a giant python, all are as fast as lightning, and they leap like a dragon.
"This is the Zhangshui River in Zehuang!" A grey-haired old casual cultivator's face suddenly changed and he exclaimed, "This is not Jiankang in Jin Dynasty, we are in Zehuang!"
The ground under your feet slowly turned green, showing the fine bamboo texture, becoming smooth and moist, exuding a quiet bamboo fragrance, which was clearly transformed from green bamboo!
Everyone changed their colors one after another. Zehuang is located in the far west region. The terrain there is remote, the environment is harsh, the water veins are dense, the swamps are widespread, and there are all kinds of poisonous miasma. It can be called a paradise for evil insects and beasts. Except for a few local indigenous people and
Except for monks who explore and hunt for treasures, it is difficult for ordinary creatures to survive in the wilderness.
But even monks are in a difficult and dangerous situation, and countless people have died.
"Your Majesty has good eyesight." Shi Tao smiled warmly and introduced to everyone, "Although this river is the Zhangshui River, it is just one of its tributaries. It was led by an expert with great magical powers and led into the bamboo forest valley to form an independent river.
The secret realm. So we are still in Jiankang, so you don’t need to worry."
All the cultivators were secretly shocked. Only Hedao cultivators who were proficient in space magic could possess the ability to move mountains and rivers. Shi Tao's words were hidden in words, implying the intention of intimidating everyone.
It’s just that the Seven Sons of the Bamboo Forest have gone to great lengths to lead them into this secret place in Zhangshui. What is their plan to throw them into the river to feed the fish?
"The Zhangshui River originates from the Zhangshui Divine Abyss at the end of the wilderness. It is said that the ancient god Ji Meng with the body of a dragon was buried in it, and his body turned into snakes, fish, insects, and other evil creatures in the river." A river nicknamed "Better Knows"
"The casual cultivator shook his head and said, "Although Ji Meng's soul is immortal, it is scattered into countless ghosts, wandering in the Zhangshui River day and night."
Jin San from Twelve Link Wound House was sitting in the seat next to Baishitong. Hearing this, he quickly clasped his fists and asked for help: "I dare to ask my friend, do the snakes, fish and ghosts turned into Ji Meng's corpse have any significance?"
Bai Shitong touched the goat's beard, rolled up his robe sleeves, and took in a few hundred-year-old fire dates on the table. He calmly said: "Although the snakes, fish and insects in the river are extremely vicious, they have inherited a trace of Ji Meng's blood.
It is a delicacy that can greatly replenish qi and blood. If you catch one and eat it, it will be worth the effort of several days to replenish qi and blood. It will be helpful to monks who have not recovered from the spirit of refining. If these snakes and insects produce inner elixirs, they will
It’s even more precious. In addition to improving your cultivation level, eating it also gives you a chance to learn magical powers with the attribute of rain. I remember that the ancient god Ji Meng was also called the Rain Master, and his coming and going would be accompanied by rapid waves and showers."
Jin San perked up after hearing this, and stared at the vicious figures swimming through the water. In this way, even if he couldn't grab the Golden Que catalog, he still had a chance to make a fortune.
The other monks were also greatly moved. There was only one copy of the Golden Que Illustration, but there were a lot of snakes and fish in the Zhangshui River. It was enough for everyone to share without having to completely break up with the Seven Bamboo Forest Sons.
Baimei and Hongyan secretly exchanged glances. The Seven Sons of the Bamboo Forest used a good trick to divide everyone with inducements.
"As for the many ghosts transformed by Ji Meng's soul..." Bai Shitong glanced at the untouched centuries-old jujube on the opponent's table, coughed lightly, and stopped talking.
The corner of Jin San's mouth twitched. These fire dates were all red and did not contain any spots. They were obviously good products for cultivation. "Fellow Taoist, please use them. I don't like eating dates." He reluctantly pushed the porcelain plate over. p>
"My little grandson likes to eat this." Bai Shitong put away the jujubes with a smile and said seriously, "Ji Meng's spirit is even more magical. Anyone can shout three times at the Zhangshui River: 'Ji Meng is back, Ji Meng is back.
Meng comes back, Ji Meng comes back! 'That's it -"
"What can I do?" Jin San asked curiously, and suddenly raised his head to look at the river, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
Misty mist drifted across the river, and a ghostly dragon-headed boat came quietly and docked on the shore.