Chapter 199 Entering Black Mountain, is this the ghost land?
"When we enter the seventh floor of Xuanhuang Tower, we will come to a dense forest called 'Black Mountain'. After about a cup of tea, we will encounter a group of crazy people in this dense forest heading towards the west exit.
Fleeing refugees."
"As the refugees flee, arrows, rocks, and even hot oil will fall from the air. If they are not careful, they will die tragically on the spot."
"If I remember correctly, there were three waves of this kind of disaster falling from the sky."
"Each wave will last for half a stick of incense, and there will be a gap of one cup of tea between each wave."
"When the third wave comes, there will even be masked hunters descending from the sky and hunting down the refugees in the forest with their own hands."
"When the three waves of hunting are over, a giant net will fall from the sky above Montenegro, and the refugees who cannot escape will be caught in the net, and then they will be imprisoned in a ruined temple and tortured."
"However, even the refugees who escape from the Black Mountain will be swallowed by a black demon dog after walking out of the forest."
"Because this black mountain is not a mountain at all."
"He is a magic weapon belonging to the ghostly blue-eyed demon monk. It is similar to the immortal gourd of Master Yuqing and the golden scale pool of Youyun Mansion. It is a treasure that can claim to be a world."
"The only exit..."
"No surprise, it should be the well behind the ruined temple, otherwise Lian Tong wouldn't have deliberately left the picture there."
Amidst the "rumbling" sound of the bronze door being pushed, Xu Taiping pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, silently recalling Liantong's first deduction about the seventh floor of Xuanhuang Tower.
The most dangerous thing about this disaster is that they were so unlucky that after entering the seventh floor of the Xuanhuang Tower, they not only appeared in the ghost world, but also fell into the notorious Black Mountain of the Demon Monk's magic weapon.
Without Liantong's reminder, I'm afraid they wouldn't even be able to figure out where they were.
"when!……"
At this time, the door leading to the seventh floor of Xuanhuang Tower was pushed open by Zhai Mo and Nan Xing.
"Son."
Gongshu Nanxing and Zhai Mo both looked at Xu Taiping.
"As agreed just now, after entering, you must remember to follow me and don't ask any questions."
Xu Taiping glanced at Gongshu Nanxing and Zhai Mo, then turned and glanced at Mr. Zhang, Gu Qingcheng and Yuzhu who were already standing behind him.
"Master, please rest assured."
Mr. Zhang nodded solemnly.
Although Xu Taiping did not tell them what would happen, after such a long time of getting along, Zhai Mo and others had begun to instinctively trust him.
"Master Rusty Lion, I can do as you ask, but if I sense a life-threatening danger in advance, I will never sit idly by and ignore it."
Gu Qingcheng hesitated for a moment and finally spoke.
During these long years in Xuanhuang Tower, she could not trust anyone but herself.
"Can."
Xu Taiping nodded calmly.
For him, what he promised to Ye Chensha has been accomplished, and it doesn't matter even if Gu Qingcheng dies in the Xuanhuang Tower.
So it doesn't matter to him whether Gu Qingcheng listens to him or not.
"Thank you."
Gu Qingcheng naturally noticed Xu Taiping's subtle emotional changes and the fleeting indifference in his eyes.
However, she still believed that after reaching the seventh floor of Xuanhuang Tower, she still had to adapt to changes.
"Even if we are both qi gazing magicians, my qi gazing deduction skills are not necessarily worse than yours."
Gu Qingcheng, who was walking at the back of the crowd, muttered to herself in a low voice.
As she spoke, she had already stepped in, and the two giant bronze doors behind her slowly closed with a "rumbling" sound.
"boom!……"
In a deafening collision, the two huge bronze doors closed heavily, and everyone's eyes went dark.
Immediately, just like the scene when they climbed the tower several times before, the bodies of several people were sinking to the bottom of the water little by little like knives falling into the water.
"Snapped!"
When they almost couldn't breathe, their originally light bodies suddenly became heavier, and their feet landed on the solid ground.
"Hoo, ho, ho!..."
"call……"
Although this was not the first time, several people couldn't help but take a deep breath after landing.
The same is true for Xu Taiping.
Except Gu Qingcheng.
"He still loses his composure when climbing the tower. This rusty lion's Yuan Shen realm must be below the tenth level of the God Refining Realm. In this case, I won't be able to rely entirely on him."
Gu Qingcheng raised his hands to calculate, looked around at the situation, and murmured to himself.
"Sir, it's a little strange. There is no such mountain among the several footholds in Ningyuan Kingdom."
Gongshu Nanxing frowned and looked at Xu Taiping.
Although no monk in Xuanhuangtian has been able to enter the ninth level in the past few hundred years, there are still many monks who have entered the seventh and eighth levels, and these people have already known the information about the seventh and eighth levels.
Brought back Xuanhuangtian.
"This should be the territory of Guifang."
Xu Taiping responded casually, and then fixed his gaze on a big tree directly in front of him.
This big tree should be as thick as two people hugging each other. At first glance, it looks no different from the surrounding trees, but if you look carefully, you can clearly see that there are many claw marks of wild beasts on the big tree.
"If I remember correctly, when the first wave of hunting came, only the bottom of this tree was safe."
He had something in mind.
However, just in case, he recalled the soul mark left by Lian Tong and prepared to confirm it before the first wave of hunting started. "When we enter the seventh floor of Xuanhuang Tower, we will come to
There is a dense forest called 'Black Mountain'. After about a cup of tea, we will encounter a group of refugees in this dense forest who are frantically fleeing towards the west exit."
"As the refugees flee, arrows, rocks, and even hot oil will fall from the air. If they are not careful, they will die tragically on the spot."
"If I remember correctly, there were three waves of this kind of disaster falling from the sky."
"Each wave will last for half a stick of incense, and there will be a gap of one cup of tea between each wave."
"When the third wave comes, there will even be masked hunters descending from the sky and hunting down the refugees in the forest with their own hands."
"When the three waves of hunting are over, a giant net will fall from the sky above Montenegro, and the refugees who cannot escape will be caught in the net, and then they will be imprisoned in a ruined temple and tortured."
"However, even the refugees who escape from the Black Mountain will be swallowed by a black demon dog after walking out of the forest."
"Because this black mountain is not a mountain at all."
"He is a magic weapon belonging to the ghostly blue-eyed demon monk. It is similar to the immortal gourd of Master Yuqing and the golden scale pool of Youyun Mansion. It is a treasure that can claim to be a world."
"The only exit..."
"No surprise, it should be the well behind the ruined temple, otherwise Lian Tong wouldn't have deliberately left the picture there."
Amidst the "rumbling" sound of the bronze door being pushed, Xu Taiping pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, silently recalling Liantong's first deduction about the seventh floor of Xuanhuang Tower.
The most dangerous thing about this disaster is that they were so unlucky that after entering the seventh floor of the Xuanhuang Tower, they not only appeared in the ghost world, but also fell into the notorious Black Mountain of the Demon Monk's magic weapon.
Without Liantong's reminder, I'm afraid they wouldn't even be able to figure out where they were.
"when!……"
At this time, the door leading to the seventh floor of Xuanhuang Tower was pushed open by Zhai Mo and Nan Xing.
"Son."
Gongshu Nanxing and Zhai Mo both looked at Xu Taiping.
"As agreed just now, after entering, you must remember to follow me and don't ask any questions."
Xu Taiping glanced at Gongshu Nanxing and Zhai Mo, then turned and glanced at Mr. Zhang, Gu Qingcheng and Yuzhu who were already standing behind him.
"Master, please rest assured."
Mr. Zhang nodded solemnly.
Although Xu Taiping did not tell them what would happen, after such a long time of getting along, Zhai Mo and others had begun to instinctively trust him.
"Master Rusty Lion, I can do as you ask, but if I sense a life-threatening danger in advance, I will never sit idly by and ignore it."
Gu Qingcheng hesitated for a moment and finally spoke.
During these long years in Xuanhuang Tower, she could not trust anyone but herself.
"Can."
Xu Taiping nodded calmly.
For him, what he promised to Ye Chensha has been accomplished, and it doesn't matter even if Gu Qingcheng dies in the Xuanhuang Tower.
So it doesn't matter to him whether Gu Qingcheng listens to him or not.
"Thank you."
Gu Qingcheng naturally noticed Xu Taiping's subtle emotional changes and the fleeting indifference in his eyes.
However, she still believed that after reaching the seventh floor of Xuanhuang Tower, she still had to adapt to changes.
"Even if we are both qi gazing magicians, my qi gazing deduction skills are not necessarily worse than yours."
Gu Qingcheng, who was walking at the back of the crowd, muttered to herself in a low voice.
As she spoke, she had already stepped in, and the two giant bronze doors behind her slowly closed with a "rumbling" sound.
"boom!……"
In a deafening collision, the two huge bronze doors closed heavily, and everyone's eyes went dark.
Immediately, just like the scene when they climbed the tower several times before, the bodies of several people were sinking to the bottom of the water little by little like knives falling into the water.
"Snapped!"
When they almost couldn't breathe, their originally light bodies suddenly became heavier, and their feet landed on the solid ground.
"Hoo, ho, ho!..."
"call……"
Although this was not the first time, several people couldn't help but take a deep breath after landing.
The same is true for Xu Taiping.
Except Gu Qingcheng.
"He still loses his composure when climbing the tower. This rusty lion's Yuan Shen realm must be below the tenth level of the God Refining Realm. In this case, I won't be able to rely entirely on him."
Gu Qingcheng raised his hands to calculate, looked around at the situation, and murmured to himself.
"Sir, it's a little strange. There is no such mountain among the several footholds in Ningyuan Kingdom."
Gongshu Nanxing frowned and looked at Xu Taiping.
Although no monk in Xuanhuangtian has been able to enter the ninth level in the past few hundred years, there are still many monks who have entered the seventh and eighth levels, and these people have already known the information about the seventh and eighth levels.
Brought back Xuanhuangtian.
"This should be the territory of Guifang."
Xu Taiping responded casually, and then fixed his gaze on a big tree directly in front of him.
This big tree should be as thick as two people hugging each other. At first glance, it looks no different from the surrounding trees, but if you look carefully, you can clearly see that there are many claw marks of wild beasts on the big tree.
"If I remember correctly, when the first wave of hunting came, only the bottom of this tree was safe."
He had something in mind.
However, just in case, he recalled the soul imprint left by Lian Tong and prepared to confirm it before the first wave of hunting started.