Wei Zhiming watched as the last disciple escaped from the secret room. Beside the door that Yuan Yulang had just kicked to pieces, the broken stones quickly gathered together, restoring the door to its original state.
The room returned to a closed secret room, but the poisonous gas was still spreading.
It seems that as long as there are people around, the poisonous gas in this room will not dissipate.
He usually exercises more, but he has no choice but to have a C-level low-level spiritual root, the weakest among the outer disciples, so his physique is still not as good as those with higher spiritual roots. I don't know if this poisonous gas can kill people.
Now that the poisonous gas has dissipated, he has been holding on for a while, almost out of breath.
Even if it is not fatal, it is certainly harmful to the human body.
He also took the Dan Zong course as an elective, but after all, he didn’t study it as seriously as his favorite Qi Zong course.
Now there was no one in the room, and he was so weak that he couldn't stand up and find the exit.
There is only one result if you continue to stay - being gassed to death.
Just now, after seeing through the illusion, he clearly told the outer disciples who were with him, but he didn't know how to take everyone away. With his own ability, he could only break through the illusion and leave alone.
But those people turned their anger born of extreme panic onto him, slandering him for not informing him.
The pass order in his hand was squeezed tightly by Wei Zhiming.
Sure enough, I am still not reconciled.
Obviously——
The unwilling mood was interrupted by a cursing girl's voice.
"You just came out of the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den. How can you be a dog?"
After breaking through the illusion, Tang Ling smelled a strong smell of poison before he even opened his eyes.
This smell was all too familiar to her. It was produced by the burning of a poisonous weed called Gou Wu. The smell of it can make people dizzy and make them feel weak. Excessive intake of it can lead to lifelong paralysis.
"Is it so cruel?"
Fortunately, she has been poisoned by Liu San for a year. Although she is not immune to hundreds of poisons, her body has been tempered to the point that she can resist most poisons.
This can be considered the biggest gain this year.
Burning Gou Wu will produce white smoke, and now the whole room is almost filled with white smoke. Tang Ling is holding on to the wall and groping while walking, and suddenly he stumbles under his feet.
It feels soft and warm to the touch.
Tang Ling subconsciously took two steps back before Tang Ling dared to take a closer look.
"Food——"
She quickly stopped talking and almost shouted out the word "dining friend".
The young man lying on the ground was dressed in coarse linen clothes, with neat short hair covering his eyebrows. Only his pointed jaw and lips that were pale and trembling due to poisoning were exposed.
This piece of coarse linen clothes was no stranger to her. If it hadn't been shrouded in white smoke, she would have seen that the clothes had been washed and turned white, and there were several traces of sewing.
All disciples of the Lingxian Party are not too harsh. Four sets of school uniforms will be distributed throughout the seasons. Some disciples from poor families are reluctant to buy clothes, so they rely on these four sets of uniforms for a year.
Tang Ling had only seen this one who couldn't even bear to wear the school uniform and kept washing the coarse clothes.
And we meet them often.
The location is either in the dining hall of the main peak, or in the dining hall of the second peak where Qi Zong is located.
In the past, because of her special status, she was ostracized by almost all the disciples and could never find a table to eat at.
She often searched everywhere, but could only find this boy in a corner or in a very bad location, eating alone and silently.
Young people are often alone.
She is a little better than him, and she is accompanied by Yao Yao and Lu Ren, but there are times when their lessons are different from hers.
At this time, she would often share a table with him for dinner.
The two of them were silent while eating, and never took the initiative to talk to each other.
So when their eyes met this time, a look of surprise flashed across their eyes.
Those disciples who usually have tinted glasses about themselves might hesitate to save Tang Ling, but this little fan friend never drives away his weird energy like others.
After all, it was a friendship that we shared tables with several times.
Tang Ling hardly hesitated. He knelt down and went to dig out his storage bag, but it was empty.
"Oops, the storage bag has been handed in long ago!"
Tang Ling patted his head, lifted the person up and leaned against the wall, pressed a few acupuncture points to ease the spread of poison, and frowned in thought.
There is her homemade antidote in the storage bag, but she has already handed it in before taking the exam. For now, I am afraid she has to leave this place as soon as possible.
"Is there a way out here?"
She wanted to stand up and look around, but before she could get up, she was held by a soft hand.
"This is a secret room." Wei Zhiming saw what she wanted to do and hurriedly explained, "There are eight doors on the wall, 'Xiu, Sheng, Shang, Du, Jing, Death, Jing'. Only the Sheng door can be found.
Only then can we go out."
Good guy, Qi Men Dun Jia?
Tang Ling was worried. This was the major course of Fu Zhen Sect and she had not studied it carefully.
Partial science is really fatal.
"You have been here just now, have you found any door that is the living door?"
Wei Zhiming shook his head, "Senior Brother Yuan of Qingcang Yuan has been found, and the others followed him out."
This sentence contains a lot of information.
It seems that the young man was not the only one who was trapped in the secret room just now, but many people including Yuan Yulang.
Yuan Yulang's master is the master of the Fu Zhen Sect, so he will be able to easily find the Sheng Sect and destroy it.
But...
"Why didn't you follow me out?"
Tang Ling asked almost subconsciously.
Wei Zhiming didn't have time to explain the whole story to her, so he simply stated his unspoken inference.
"There's no point in following him out. Even if you find a way out by yourself, you can only go out alone."
As he spoke, he reached out and pointed at a place near the wall, and saw that someone had carved the word "ten" on the originally smooth wall.
"This is..."
Tang Ling looked closer and touched the word "十". It could be seen that the person who carved it was very strong. The material of the wall was very hard, but the two strokes of the word "十" were carved deep enough, horizontally and vertically, and stable enough.<
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"I carved it." Wei Zhiming continued, "Just now, it was over there."
Wei Zhiming's hand points diagonally opposite the wall where the word "十" is located.
Tang Ling's mind turned quickly and he understood what he meant almost immediately.
"You mean, the wall is moving?"
She looked at the eight doors on the wall with some disbelief, "So this door is also moving?"
Wei Zhiming nodded, "I just discovered through the word 'cross' that every time a disciple walks out of the Daosheng Sect, the wall will move instantly at an extremely fast speed. So the first one to walk out may be the one who walked into the real world."
The gate of life, but what’s behind is unknown.”
It may be the door of life, it may be one of the eight doors, or it may even be the door of death.
This is a commonly used trick in machine arts.
It's just that they are combined with Qi Men Dun Jia, and under the interference of such an environment where poisonous gas is spreading and the room seems to be collapsing, everyone is anxious, and few people are willing to calm down and notice this.
It just so happens that he is one of the very few.
Because his father is a carpenter, Wei Zhiming has been interested in handmade manufacturing since he was a child. Sometimes he would sit on the ground alone and measure, beat, and carve a pile of wood for a long time.
His hobby since he was young has cultivated his patience and meticulousness, and it has also made him a duck to water in the blacksmithing courses of the Qi Sect.
After coming to Lingxian Sect and coming into contact with the Qi Sect, he felt that his horizons were broadened as never before.
He couldn't help but fall in love with the design, invention, and forging of magic weapons, as well as the cracking of keys to various mechanisms.
He will delve into many books, related to weapon refining and mechanism techniques.
So the first moment he entered the secret room, he saw two ways to escape.
This is all thanks to the study of hundreds of related books day and night for a year.
Qi Men Dun Jia counts as one, so just in case, he still writes the character "十" to be prepared.
Now, if what he worries about happens, then there is only one remaining way.
It's a pity that after all calculations, I didn't expect that there would be poisonous gas.
Fortunately, Tang Ling is here.
"Besides the living gate, there is another way, a way for us all to get out."
Wei Zhiming pointed to the long beams and columns piled up in a staggered pattern in the room.
"I have been poisoned and have no strength now. You do as I say and we will unlock the door."