These two old bastards are much more difficult to deal with than Feng Feiyi said, and these ordinary things alone cannot impress them at all.
Just when he was thinking about bringing out a few more really good things as bribes, suddenly Fengzhao whispered a few words in the ear of an old man. The old man's body shook and his face was filled with surprise. Then he hesitated for a moment and said to Xu Chen:
"Our people said that you have a very strange thing outside that can fly in the underworld. If you are willing to keep that thing, I can consider letting you go to the ancestral temple."
This time it was Xu Chen's turn to hesitate.
Feng Zhao was definitely talking about the clam shell boat.
His wandering experience these past few days told him that clam shells play an extremely important role, even more important than finding information in the Feng Family Ancestral Temple.
Because the Feng family has lived here for who knows how many years and knows the situation of the ancestral temple very well. They said there are no clues, so it must be close to 90% that there is no clue. The remaining 10% is just a trace of Xu Cheng's own extreme.
Just a slim hope.
If the path to the mortal world is really recorded in the ancestral temple, these human descendants will never be willing to be trapped here.
At least the old man's own tone of speaking just now expressed this helpless thought.
But if the clam shell boat is lost, Xu Chen will lose a very powerful magic weapon to protect himself.
This shell can withstand even the impact of a fourth-level soul beast, greatly increasing his chances of surviving in this dark place.
If it hadn't been for Clam Shell before, he might have died, and it would be impossible to save Feng Feiyi and successfully reach this barbaric tribe where the human race lives.
Therefore, after some consideration, he decided to give up this opportunity.
Because according to Feng Feiyi, the Feng clan was not the only tribe nearby, but there were several places where descendants of the human race gathered. If there was no one left here, there would always be a place for him, so he decided to try his luck in other tribes.
So Xu Chen could only sigh and cup his hands and said: "I found that clam shell from the River Styx. It's still useful to me and I can't give it up, so I can only apologize, but I still hope that I can exchange some things with the Feng family."
Map information of other nearby tribes.”
The face of the old man who spoke suddenly dropped, and he said with a cold expression: "In this case, don't say anything else. You should leave here quickly and don't appear near the Feng tribe again, otherwise we will kill you!"
Xu Chen was silent for a moment, then put all the messy things on the ground into a storage bag with a wave of his hand, then nodded lightly and said: "In that case, I won't disturb you anymore, take my leave!"
After saying that, Xu Chen turned around and walked out without looking back. Everyone in the cave made a low noise and commotion. Among them, Feng Zhao and others, together with a group of strong men, stepped forward and blocked Xu Chen's path, obviously not wanting to let him go.
Just leave.
"Naxi Yunnie Tuga..."
Feng Feiyi angrily stepped forward and tried to push the group of men away, but Feng Zhao and the others refused to give way. Xu Chen's expression slowly became calm, and he turned to look at the old man who had just spoken, and said coldly: "
Do you want to kill me now?"
The old man was silent for a moment and said: "We don't want to do this, but that thing is of great use to us, and this is a very reasonable exchange opportunity for you."
"Haha..." Xu Chen directly let go of his consciousness this time, covering everyone in the hall, and said with a sarcastic face: "Don't think wrong, I am indeed here to beg you, but in fact I am also helping you. Once I
If you really find a way out, it's great news for you. Maybe you can leave the underworld and return to the mortal world. Also, do you think you can really keep me because there are so many people?"
As he spoke, a green light shot out of Xu Chen's head and turned into an ancient bronze mirror hanging above his head. At the same time, he turned his hand and the Xuanqing Thunder Fire Pestle was also held in his hand. Along with a large amount of vitality poured into the two magic weapons, the light was immediately divided.
The mirror emitted a blue light formation that enveloped his whole body, and the thunderbolt also swung with lightning, popping and releasing dazzling lightning.
A powerful and terrifying aura instantly enveloped the entire grotto hall.
Everyone screamed and retreated. The faces of the two old men changed drastically. Feng Zhao and others quickly released the power of the rolling soul to resist the aura. At the same time, they all took out their giant forks and retreated in fear.
Xu Chen looked at the two old men, smiled faintly and said: "This is your Feng clan's lair. Hundreds of you, women, children, old and young, are here. If you want to kill me, you must be prepared to exterminate the clan. At worst, I will die with you today."
, after all, I can’t find a way out, and I will die here soon. It doesn’t make much difference if I die sooner or later.”
Facing the two magic weapons with terrifying auras that Xu Chen suddenly released, the two old men finally understood that Xu Chen's strength was not as simple as they had just seen. It was obviously deeply hidden.
They had never heard of these two strange magic weapons, which opened their eyes and made them even more convinced that Xu Chen was indeed from the mortal world.
Thinking back to Xu Chen's experience of falling from the mortal world to the underworld and the process of wandering here alone in the River Styx, they suddenly became more and more frightened and felt that they had completely missed the point, so one of them quickly waved and said a few words loudly,
Feng Zhao and a group of other men slowly put down their weapons in nervousness. When the atmosphere in the hall relaxed a little, the old man forced out an ugly smile and said:
"Please don't get excited, we have something to talk about."
Xu Chen sneered and said, "I was just talking carefully."
The red pattern on the old man's face couldn't help but twitch and twist a few times. He could only continue to transmit the message quickly: "Since you are unwilling to give up that thing, we won't force it. It's just that apart from that thing, you don't have anything else on your body."
It's of no use to us. Our Feng clan does have ancestral rules. Non-Feng clan members are not allowed to enter the ancestral temple. However, if you can give us some useful things from other underworld realms, we can make an exception and let you in.
.”
Xu Chen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, if you hadn't said this earlier, it would have been over.
The ancestral teachings are the same as swearing, or just like farting.
He originally thought that although the several underworld items he found were strange, they should be of little use to these underworld people, so he simply didn't take them out. Now that the other party gave him steps to go down, he collected two magic weapons.
, and then touched the storage bag with his hand, and instantly a bulbous plant with hundreds of flowers appeared.
As soon as the flower was taken out, the temperature in the entire hall dropped sharply, and a strong cold mist billowed in the air. Everyone screamed and stepped back. At the same time, many people screamed loudly, and even two people
The faces of all the old men changed greatly.
The old man who spoke just now pointed at the white flower in Xu Chen's hand, his withered and yellow beard and hair were trembling, and he was a little overwhelmed with excitement.
Feng Feiyi also excitedly rushed to Xu Chen's side and exclaimed: "Wangchuan!"
These three words were extremely clear, and Xu Chen naturally heard them clearly. Although they had the same pronunciation, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Feng Feiyi, and at the same time asked via voice: "What do you mean?"
Because the word Wangchuan is also rumored in the mortal world.
Legend has it that there is an underworld underground, controlled by ghosts and gods. After death, people in the underworld will enter the underworld through the gate of underworld, and be reincarnated through the underworld road. Wangchuan is a river on the underworld road.
Although these are folk tales, the fairy world has not denied this statement.
When a mortal dies, his soul will naturally fly away.
But if a monk dies, it does not necessarily mean that he will die. As long as the soul is strong enough, it may exist in the state of a ghost. I don’t know whether he can go to the underworld and be reincarnated again, but after becoming a ghost, some strange things will indeed happen.
, will come into contact with things that flesh and blood cannot.
People who practice Qi cultivation are convinced of this.
The higher the cultivation level, the clearer the understanding of the world. Gods and ghosts are legends to mortals, but to monks, they are real things that exist, but they are difficult to contact.
In history, countless immortal cultivators are said to have visited the underworld, and many immortal sects even have records on jade slips to prove it.
Including Yuqing Palace, the last time Xu Chen observed and learned a large number of secret techniques, he actually saw some records about ghosts and ghosts in it. Otherwise, there would be such incredible magical elixirs as ghost pills.
exists.
The Forgotten Flower has appeared in some records of the Yuqing Palace.
Among them, the Ghost Lord who invented the Ghost Pill clearly stated in the jade slip left behind that he had once traveled to the underworld and saw a large number of white flowers in bloom.
Although there are some people who doubt that the Ghost Lord is hallucinating because of the ghost spirit that he cultivated through ghost cultivation, but any great monk who can cultivate to the spiritual realm is not a person with profound Taoism and a stable Taoist heart. How can he
It's so easy to have hallucinations.
As for the legend of the underworld, nine times out of ten it is the underworld.
This is also the consensus of the fairy world, but no one knows where the underworld is.
The black wind in the cracks of Black Wind Ridge, Wu Yazi suggested that it was the netherworld energy leaking from the underworld.
After Xu Chen fell, there was not only a Styx River in the sky, but also a flower called Wangchuan in this underworld. It can be seen that many legends and stories in the mortal world are not just based on imagination.
Thinking that these natives of the underworld were once descendants of the human race who guarded this place tens of millions of years ago, it is even more proof that the sayings about the underworld and the underworld once existed. It was just because the passage between the underworld and the mortal world was cut off.
As time passed by, it slowly turned into a fairy tale.
"The Forgotten Flower is very useful to us, and it's hard to pick." Facing Xu Chen's question, Feng Feiyi's voice was trembling.
Xu Chen handed the Forgotten River Flower to the old man and said: "Since it is useful, it is the best. I will use this flower to exchange for the opportunity to enter your ancestral temple. How about it?"
The old man quickly took the extremely cold flower with both hands, took a deep breath, and as a cold mist was inhaled into his nostrils, the strange red patterns on the old man's face faded in an instant.
“I haven’t felt so comfortable in years!”
An extremely refreshing sigh sounded in Xu Chen's mind.