On this day, the flying boat on the clouds shook twice, and a huge feeling of dizziness fell on everyone.
"Stop."
This idea popped into Wang Fu's mind. The bus arrived at the station. It seemed that the gold mining town had arrived.
brush!
Everyone's eyes flashed as Professor Lu, whom they had not seen for many days, appeared inside the flying boat with a serious look on his face.
"There is a gold mining town below, so be prepared."
"Look at your feet."
Everyone lowered their heads, and the large clouds under their feet parted to both sides, overlooking the land below, and finally saw the whole picture of the gold mining town.
The distribution of Jincai Town is quite...random.
For example, if you hold a handful of melon seeds in your hand and scatter them on the ground, it should be the layout of the town.
To put it simply, it means not following the rules and doing whatever you want.
This town was founded because of gold mining, so it was destined to be unlikely to be dense. Residents were scattered across the river digging and sifting for gold, and the buildings were in pieces.
"Number from one to ten, silently repeat in your mind."
When everyone heard Professor Lu's words, they all subconsciously recited them silently.
Wang Fu counted from one to ten, when suddenly his feet fell down, a strong wind blew in his ears, and he subconsciously started to use the Feng Xing Technique.
Boom!
He opened his eyes suddenly, suddenly saw the ground under his feet, and found that he had fallen to the ground.
From high altitude to the ground, it only takes a few breaths.
"Everyone is standing still, let's assign tasks."
Professor Lu's voice fell from everyone's heads. Wang Fu looked up and saw Professor Lu standing tall, with his hands behind his back, holding a short steel rod.
The disciples who landed from the flying boat stepped onto the ground from treetops and rivers, and stood in the direction of Professor Lu.
"Ear repay God!"
Teacher Lu pointed a little, and countless gray shadows flew from all directions, almost translucent.
These shadows surrounded Professor Lu, whispering so that outsiders could not hear clearly.
"Disperse!"
After a while, Teacher Lu gave an order, and all the gray shadows retreated into the void.
"In the gold-mining town, the Po-ri ghost mother is hiding underground. In the town, there are seven old and fierce ghosts entrenched in each one."
"You each designate an area that corresponds to the seven old evil ghosts. You only need to hold on until I kill them and make an exception."
Professor Lu was concise and clear, asking everyone, "Do you have any questions?"
In the crowd, several disciples shook their heads, and Wang Fu noticed that among them was Qiu Bu, who seemed to be a leader.
"Senior Brother Bian, who are we following?"
Wang Fu asked Bian Yunlong next to him in a low voice, "He is not so arrogant that he thinks he can kill old evil spirits."
Evil and ferocious are only divided into levels. Ghosts at the same level are also divided into strong and weak.
Those who have just become evil ghosts are definitely not as good as old evil ghosts who have been hundreds or even thousands of years old.
These seven old evil ghosts are obviously the confidants of Po Li Ghost Mother. They guard all parts of the gold mining town and run this lair to a tight end.
Today's gold mining town has become a ghost land where strangers are not allowed to enter.
Teacher Lu wanted to go straight in and kill the ghost mother Po Li without any interference, so the task of this group of disciples was to stop the seven old evil ghosts.
Wang Fu can be sure that this is by no means a death mission. Including himself, there are a total of disciples in their early fifties, ranging from the realm of three layers to three tunes. This is obviously the result of the Taoist temple's consideration.
"Follow Senior Brother Xiong."
Xiong Qili, senior brother of Leihuodian, has a cultivation level of two tunes and four turns, and is also one of the leaders.
This person has already been surrounded by several fellow disciples, all of whom are begging to form a team.
This Senior Brother Xiong did not reject anyone who came and accepted them one by one.
"Senior Brother Xiong, we also want to join."
Xiong Tili glanced at the two of them and nodded, "It's fate that we get together, let's get together!"
His eyes paused on Wang Fu for a moment and asked, "Junior Brother Wang Fu?"
Wang Fu thought he was so famous? He was flattered and replied, "It's my little brother."
"You're welcome, we are all senior brothers."
Xiong Tili's team originally had six people, and with Bian Yunlong and Wang Fu, there happened to be eight.
Wang Fu observed that the other disciples were almost done discussing it, and in a moment there were already seven teams.
Both Sanqing Hall and Leihuo Hall have an ace team with two disciples.
On the other side of the Sanqing Palace, Qiu Bu and Wen Liangyu's team were the strongest.
As for the Thunder Fire Palace, there is also a team with two people who have entered the song, and both of them are in the realm of the second song.
It is conceivable that the aces of these two teams are the main force.
The leaders of the seven teams discussed it and each selected the target for the expedition.
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"Set off!"
Teacher Lu was the first to rush into Caijin Town, and the other disciples also expressed their respect to each other and entered Caijin Town from different directions.
"Listen up, everyone. Ghosts are weird and pervasive. They are also good at making nests everywhere. The ghost realm is attached to all kinds of things, making it difficult to guard against."
Xiong Tili's voice was loud, "When you enter the town, walk around the well and don't enter the house with the door open."
"You can't get close to any mirrors or murals. If you suck them in, you won't be able to get out."
"In Gold Mining Town, living creatures are more terrifying than dead people. If you encounter cats or dogs, just back off the way you came."
"Also, you cannot trust what you see with your eyes. Keep your Dharma eyes open. If you encounter unusual situations, don't get impatient and wait for your companions to join up."
"The most important thing is, don't be alone."
Wang Fu memorized it silently, thinking that this sentence, which seemed ordinary, was actually summed up by consuming a lot of human life.
A group of eight people walked to the edge of the gold mining town. There were a few sparse rows of houses along the river, leaning against the gurgling river. The open space next to them was covered with white stubble tree stumps.
After walking a few steps, I saw dead bodies lying in the shallows of the river.
"Save your energy, the magic eye consumes mana, don't open it randomly."
Bian Yunlong whispered to Wang Fu.
Wang Fu didn't say anything, but looked around with Mingzhu's eyes. There was no pure white ghost candle. It seemed that these dead bodies were all suspected.
Xiong Tili's response showed a cautious side, and he signaled to a fellow disciple.
"Go and explore."
The disciple of Thunder Fire Palace who was named quickly stepped forward without saying any hot words.
He took out a lamp, held it in his palm and lit it, bright and generous.
Wang Fu was surprised, why is it the law of keeping lights?
If you look closely, it turns out that this lamp is not a heart lamp, but a magic weapon.
This disciple of the Thunder Fire Palace poked the light with one finger, and countless sparks instantly exploded. The sparks persisted for a long time, like fireflies flying around, spreading out in all directions.
After a while, the sparks left and returned, returning to the lamp.
"Senior Brother Xiong, there is no problem."
As soon as this disciple finished speaking, a line of water appeared on the river behind him. It was so faint that it was almost invisible, but it approached from a distance as fast as a galloping horse.
The next moment, a ghost jumped out of the river and bit him.
The ghost was covered in water and was as fast as lightning. It suppressed the light of the lamp and covered the disciple.
The disciple was in a panic and held up a lamp in front of him. If he didn't have time to release the flames to protect his body, his head would be bitten off by the ghost.
"Destroy!"
A ball of thunder and fire emerged out of thin air, instantly enveloped the ghost, and rolled down towards the open space next to it.
The thunder and fire rolled on the ground for several weeks, and finally disappeared, taking the ghosts with them into thin air.
The disciple was still frightened and quickly thanked the person who took action, "Brother Xiong, thank you for saving your life."
If Xiongtori hadn't taken action just now, he would have been dead long ago.