After listening for a while, the voice was not heard again. Zhang Wenfeng stood up and walked to the side of Tingfeng Rock and looked into the bottomless canyon. The wind on the top of the mountain was strong at night, and the Taoist robes on his body made a rustling sound.
The moonlight shone slowly on the stone wall. He looked up at the moon and then at the valley bottom below.
Could it be that the ghost sounds he heard were related to the moon shining in the sky and shining into the bottom of Yijian Gorge?
He didn't notice any signs of ghosts or ghosts, and besides, this place is not too far from Zhoucheng. Under the nose of Zhoucheng Daolu Branch, there are quite a few monks going to and from Yijian Gorge and ghost peaks to try their luck in treasure hunting. What's the matter? Strange ghosts and evil spirits show up to cause trouble, and have been destroyed countless times.
Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimmer of light in the distance.
He turned around and looked to the left, and then he heard the sound of "thunder" coming from the dark hillside. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised. It was the sound of the donkey performing the thunderbolt technique. No matter how subtle it was, the sound was too familiar.
Hearing a rustling sound behind him, he turned around and saw Mo Ye walking out of the darkness from the resting place.
He guessed that Mo Ye had gone back to White Fox Castle to take care of the flowers and plants. He turned around and said with a smile: "Mo Ye, I just heard the faint sound of fighting and the ghost voice of 'let me out' down the canyon. I was still talking to that person." The voice exchanged two words, but it seemed that it didn't remember who it was, and then the voice disappeared."
Mo Ye walked to the edge of the neatly chopped boulder, half of her bare feet were exposed, and the mountain wind could not blow her black skirt. She looked towards the distance of the hillside to the left and answered the question unreasonably: "That donkey is lucky, it found something useful. treasure."
She didn't explain clearly that it was the donkey that had the Taoist priest's luck.
She followed the Taoist priest everywhere, but she didn't have this idea.
Her own luck is quite unfavorable, but "taking advantage of it" does not conflict with it.
Stones from other mountains may be able to attack jade!
Zhang Wenfeng immediately knew that Mo Ye didn't want to talk to him about the ghost noises at the bottom of the canyon, so he didn't ask any more questions. Mo Ye must have seen something. The timing of his avoidance was too coincidental, and he missed the ghost noises perfectly. There is much to guess about here. place.
"Oh, then I have to go and take a look. What kind of treasure is it?"
He was very curious, how could the donkey use the treasure if it had not transformed and had no arms or legs?
Being called "treasure" by Mo Ye is definitely a rare item.
Walking towards the distant hillside out of thin air, he now followed Mo Ye's habit of walking on the air with his feet even if he was flying in the air.
It felt pretty good. He was thinking about whether he could move the "Nine Palace Steps" he had calculated from the ground to the air and use this walking method.
Now there is a difficult problem before him. The sky is not a plane, but has three-dimensional depth. The "Nine Palace Steps" he used on the ground have lost the advantage of advancement and retreat. He may have to spend more time to continue to calculate the steps in the "Nine Palaces Flying Star Steps" "Nine Palace Positions", try to calculate one more set to form a three-dimensional Nine Palace Footwork.
There was no rush in this matter, and it was a matter of course. When he had time, he would calculate the calculations on a few pieces of paper.
Calculation of the Nine Palaces is really difficult. The further you go, the more complicated it becomes, involving factors such as the heavenly stems and earthly branches.
Five or six miles away, we arrived in a short time.
"Lv Zijin, what treasure did you find so quietly?"
Zhang Wenfeng said hello and walked towards the rugged mountains. He saw a burnt hare lying next to the bush hole near the donkey. He smelled the aroma of meat and saw that the poor rabbit was cooked.
Today is different from the past. The donkey's current lightning technique, even if it only uses a trace, is not something that an ordinary hare can withstand.
The donkey dug out a muddy stone from the rabbit hole, sniffed it with his nose, stepped on the stone and fiddled with it, and grinned: "I stayed on the top of the canyon listening to the wind and got bored, so I ran out. I've been looking around for a while, but I haven't found any treasures yet. Just now, this bitch jumped out and scared me. I subconsciously struck it with a lightning bolt. Well, it disturbed your practice, Master."
Stepping on the stone surface of the rubbish, a stone-gray ball was revealed, about two inches in size.
The donkey sniffed with his nose again, took a few steps back suddenly, with lightning flashing on his body, stamped his hooves and screamed in pain:
"My nose... Be careful, viewer, is there something weird about this stone?"
Zhang Wenfeng noticed that a very fine ray of sword energy burst out from the surface of the stone ball, stabbing the nostril of the donkey who liked to sniff everything. A trace of blood came out from the hair on the end of the nose.
Even if the donkey has used the Thunder Cleansing Technique to temper his entire body eighteen times, he still has a weak point in his body, one of which is his nostrils.
But he also reacted very quickly and defeated the sneak attack of sword energy.
Zhang Wenfeng stared at the stone ball, which was like a dead object without any aura fluctuations. His heart was filled with turmoil. Could it be that something that Mo Ye could call a treasure was the "sword pill" recorded in many classics?
He could see clearly that the sword energy just now was indeed coming from the surface of the stone ball.
His hands were covered with Yuan Qi's green light, and he slowly reached out to pick up the stone ball. He was not suddenly attacked by the stone ball.
"Uh... strange, why doesn't it stab you? You think I'm easy to bully, right?"
The donkey's body was covered with silver lightning, with large and small thunder patterns overlapping and intertwined like armor, as if facing a powerful enemy. The small wound on its nose had healed, so he came closer to watch.
Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the exaggerated image of the donkey. Under the moonlight in the dark night, it could be seen dozens of miles away. If there were monks, they would have thought that a rare treasure had been born here. It was too dazzling. He said helplessly: "It's not like that. Bar."
The donkey refused to let go of the thunder-winding technique. It sneered and restrained the silver lightning, hiding the thunder-winding technique under its skin, and said: "'Be careful in sailing a ten-thousand-year-old ship.' It's better to be cautious. Viewer, do you recognize this stone?" "
Zhang Wenfeng gently held the stone ball with three fingers, walked up into the air, and headed towards Tingfeng Rock. Mo Ye did not follow.
"How did you find this stone? Tell me first."
"Didn't I come out to look for spiritual grass? I was startled by a hare. After killing the hare, I came closer and suddenly smelled a different energy. I have a very good nose, and I thought there might be some treasure that the hare pulled into the rabbit hole. Inside, a stone like this was dug out, with a hint of sharp gold on it that you can’t detect unless you look carefully.”
The donkey flew beside him and asked again: "Is it a valuable treasure?"
Zhang Wenfeng fell on the rock, spread out the stone ball in his palm and showed it to Mo Ye, and asked: "Mo Ye, is this a 'sword pill'?"
He doesn't have the sensitive nose of a donkey, and he can't smell the sharp golden scent. This stone ball is too inconspicuous.
Mo Ye nodded: "The shape is a pill, which means a sword. It is sharp enough to cut a magic weapon like mud, and soft enough to wrap around a ring without making it invisible. This is a masterless sword pill, which is made by combining the energy of hardware elites and the sword intention of sword cultivators. , now that there is a lack of spiritual energy in it, it is a good treasure. If the donkey wants to be sacrificed and used, it will have to spend a lot of time to warm it up for a long time. "
The donkey grinned so happily that he couldn't see his eyes, and shouted: "Master Guan, you are the one who uses the sword, let's use it for you!"
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said: "It's your chance, don't extrapolate it. You just don't have a weapon at your disposal. This sword pill can be used as an invisible flying sword. You put it away and slowly cultivate it and refine it. Don't show off in front of others. Always keep it."
Remember, 'don't reveal your wealth to others', unless you are so powerful that you are not afraid to reveal it."
The donkey was once bitten by a snake and had been afraid of well ropes for ten years. He was a little afraid of this gray stone. Hearing that the temple owner said that this "sword pill" could be used as a flying sword, he became very interested and cautiously came closer to sniff it.
Sniffing, he asked doubtfully: "How to sacrifice...this stone?"
"Swallow it into your stomach, create a 'spiritual beast space' on your stomach wall, and use the demon power to warm it up at all times."
Mo Ye gave some advice and admired the mountain scenery under the moon with his hands behind his hands.
Far and near, there were beasts roaring and roaring, coming from the hillsides and forests. Mixed with the sound of the wind, it seemed a bit eerie and scary.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and took out the gourd from the storage space, rinsed the "Sword Pill" stained with sand and stone powder, handed it to the donkey who retreated in surprise, blinked and said: "Swallow it, this is good stuff!"
It is true that the donkey likes to eat, but he thinks that his appetite is not good enough to even eat stones.
The sword energy of this thing is so powerful that if it makes a fuss in its stomach, it won't have the strength to cry.
Nor will it open up a "spiritual beast space" that has never been heard of.
Seeing the viewer blinking his eyes vigorously to hint at it, it had no choice but to bite the bullet, open its mouth, take in the stone that the viewer put in, and swallow it dryly.
I secretly thought that fortunately the stone was not big.
Zhang Wenfeng poured a gourd of water into the donkey's mouth. Seeing the donkey's confused look, he asked in a low voice, "How is it?"
"It feels like the stone is in my stomach, but I can't find where it landed when I look inside?"
Seeing the smile on the face of the viewer, the donkey suddenly realized that it was the woman with a hairpin admiring the scenery who helped it open up the "spiritual beast space" in its body without anyone noticing, which is really a good thing.
"You've got a good treasure, go to the resting place to practice warming up, and try to be able to use this 'sword pill' as soon as possible."
Zhang Wenfeng interrupted Donkey's thought of thanking Mo Ye.
After being together for such a long time, he already knows that there are some things that Mo Ye can't say. Just understand in your heart and don't ask around. Like the last time he went to Qingshui Temple, Mo Ye hurriedly sent a message to hide in his shadow. He must have done it.
What's the big deal?
The donkey had a good fortune tonight and got a rare treasure. He must look for it in the Qianluo Mountains tomorrow.
Who would object to having too many treasures?
As for the anomalies under Yijian Gorge, he was not worried at all.
With Mo Ye, a great master from the underworld, following him, there was no need for Mo Ye to do anything or say anything, it was enough for him to sit back and relax.