Chapter 44: The city of all demons, the city of all phenomena
The top of the head is covered with layers of leaves that are airtight, and not a single ray of sunlight shines down.
However, the temperature in the forest is not low. Instead, it is as warm as spring without any chill.
Gu Lie opened the way at the front, and with a wave of his arm, the blood-red flying sword slashed left and right, cleanly splitting all the branches and leaves of the shrubs blocking the road.
Since the miasma was almost completely diluted on the surface and became stronger at higher altitudes, everyone had to give up their swords and move forward physically.
Suddenly a giant python descended from the tree and swallowed him whole from head to toe in an instant.
The next second, the bloody flying sword disembowelled the giant python, and Gu Lie appeared from behind the tree next to him in perfect condition. There was no dirt on his body, and it was obvious that he had not been hit at all.
Wei Dongliu could see clearly from behind: the moment the giant python fell, Gu Lie used some high-speed footwork to get out of the way.
What the giant python swallowed was only the afterimage of Gu Lie and the bloody flying sword that remained in place. Then the flying sword dismembered the giant python and killed it from the inside.
This Gu Lie seems to have practiced some kind of secret body-building technique...
Wei Dongliu was observing Gu Lie, while Wen Yang and Jiang Lizhen were also behind, quietly observing Wei Dongliu.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang." Wen Yang pinched the Taoist secrets in his sleeves repeatedly, but activated the magic of transmitting sounds into secrets, and communicated with Jiang Lizhen and asked, "What is the origin of this Friend Daoist Wei?"
"What did Fellow Daoist Wen see?" Jiang Lizhen asked without answering.
Wen Yang was silent for a moment:
"Can't see through."
"He claims to be a Huafu-level monk. But as far as I can see, there are too many weird things about him."
"I would like to hear the details." Jiang Li responded with a smile.
"First of all, where did a casual cultivator without a master get the Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu?" Wen Yang said slowly.
"Perhaps I was lucky and encountered some ruins." Jiang Lizhen disagreed.
"Well, even if he is lucky, he got the unhatched hundred-poison golden silkworm Gu in a certain ruins." Wen Yang stared at the trees in the distance, "Where is the hatching?"
"In order for the Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu to recognize its owner, it must first be sacrificed with blood essence and then fed with golden zhi and jade leaf flowers. Otherwise, this vicious creature will break out of its shell and starve to the point where it will disown its relatives and even its owner. How does he know?
Are you ready with the method of sacrificing blood essence and refining it with golden zhi, jade leaves and flowers?"
"Maybe there happened to be Jinzhi Jade Leaf Flowers in the ruins, and there were jade slips recording the method of sacrificial refining." Jiang Lizhen guessed.
"Okay, let's assume that there is everything in the ruins." Wen Yang said in a cold tone, "The Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu must recognize its owner from the egg, and its eggs need to be suppressed by Yin Zhidu's sealing array, otherwise it will only be a few
It will hatch in an hour.”
"If he is really a casual cultivator, how can he break the formation? Could it be that the formation just happened to malfunction? The Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu has come out a long time ago, okay?"
"Fellow Daoist Wei claims to be proficient in formations." Demon Girl Jiang said in her heart, Judge Wen, your analysis is so damn right. There are almost all doubts about this person, and every doubt is unlike an ordinary Huafu-level monk, but she said with a smile,
"It's natural to be able to break these formations..."
"Ten Thousand Souls Devouring Heart Formation." Wen Yang said suddenly.
"What?"
"Among the formations that seal the Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu, there is one called the 'Ten Thousand Souls Devouring Heart Formation'." Wen Yang said in a sinister tone, "If a monk does not enter the realm of Nascent Soul, his soul will fly away when he enters the formation, without any resistance.
Power."
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, do you still want to guess that Friend Daoist Wei also has an innate spiritual treasure that can resist the attack of the Nascent Soul level magic circle and can be driven by Huafu level monks?"
Jiang Li was speechless. That was of course impossible.
First of all, regardless of the scarcity of innate spiritual treasures... that level of spiritual treasures will definitely have spiritual intelligence, so how can they be willing to be driven by Huafu-level monks? Wouldn't it be better to find an immortal?
Secondly, even if the innate spiritual treasure loses its head, just accept Wei Dongliu as the master!
For ordinary monks, if they have such an innate spiritual treasure to recognize as their master, wouldn't they immediately find a big boss to become their disciples and then take off directly?
Why bother to create a sect in the mortal world and find two cats and dogs as disciples... This can no longer be described as simply outrageous.
Even though Witch Jiang prides herself on being very resourceful, she can only be sure of one thing at this time: he definitely has other agendas when he establishes the "Tong Xuan Sect"!
As for what the plot is, I really can't guess.
Seeing that Jiang Lizhen had nothing to say, Wen Yang also felt relieved.
This Wei Dongliu is by no means an ordinary Huafu-level monk. There is a question mark as to whether he is even a Huafu-level monk...
In front of him, Gu Lie controlled the flying sword lightly, skinned and cut the black leopard into bones, turned around and asked:
"Do you want materials?"
No one responded, no one had any need to refine weapons.
So Gu Lie put away his things and called on everyone to move on.
The location given by Qilin is deep in the Shiwan Mountains, more than 600 miles south of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. It is an inaccessible place. Only the expedition team heading to the Donghuang Realm Gate will pass there.
All kinds of monsters encountered along the way are ferocious and violent, and ordinary Huafu-level monks simply cannot deal with them.
Fortunately, the five of them were not ordinary monks. Even Gu Lie took action alone, chopping melons and vegetables and killing them directly.
Everyone didn't rest either. After the marrow cleansing, they had an endless supply of energy. They walked through mountains and rivers as if they were walking on flat ground. It took about seven or eight days to reach the place Qilin mentioned.
Ailao Mountain.
"Is this our destination?" Jiang Li asked curiously, looking at the steep mountain peaks ahead.
"It should be." Wei Dongliu explained to everyone, "According to Lord Qilin, this mountain is called Ailao Mountain."
"Ailao Mountain was once the core hinterland of the ancient demon clan. The so-called "Ailao" is the dialect of the ancient southwest human race, which means "center". The demon clan calls it the 'city of all phenomena' and 'the capital of all demons'
.”
"The capital of all monsters?" Wen Yang pondered for a moment and said, "If so, why is it so unknown now that we have never heard of it?"
"From ancient times to ancient times, from ancient times to modern times, how many secrets have been lost in the long river of history?" Wei Dongliu shook his head, "What's more, the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the southwest have changed owners several times, intercepted religions, and beast control sects...every time they changed
, so there are countless classics that have been lost, and it’s normal that we haven’t heard of them.”
"It is said that there is a special magnetic field in Ailao Mountain. When ordinary monks enter this place, it is extremely easy to lose their way and cannot distinguish between north, south and east. Even the pathfinding magic weapon will fail."
As he spoke, Wei Dongliu took out a small golden sword from his sleeve. It was given to him by Qilin before leaving. It was only the length of a palm, and it was shining with golden light.
"This is the 'Meng Huan Sword', which can take us through the confusion and reach the Mirror Lake Shrine on the top of the mountain."
"The adventure that will allow us to achieve seventy years of transformation can be found in the Mirror Lake Palace?"
"That's right." Wei Dongliu nodded.
Jiang Lizhen stood silently beside him, and saw everyone's eyes blazing. Even Long Xiaoqi, who was introverted, showed desire in his eyes.
Only Old Thief Wei's eyes were calm, without any sign of urgency, as if the seventy years of hard training were nothing to him.
Little do you know that this flawless expression is your biggest flaw!
Wei Dongliu didn't know that Witch Jiang was going around in circles and analyzed the expression on his face for hundreds of words. He just confirmed with Kunlun Mirror in his heart:
"A Jing, are you sure?"
"It's almost the same." Kunlun Jing sighed and said, "I heard something about Jing Lake. Now that I have reached the foot of the mountain, I can probably confirm..."
"There should be a fragment of my body in the Mirror Lake Palace, and it seems to be suppressed by something, without any intelligence at all."