The military vehicle was driving on the straight road. Du Yu looked at the endless grasslands on both sides, always having a bad premonition in his heart.
Beautiful, indeed very beautiful.
But it's a bit too beautiful, as if this road leads to heaven.
Well, when you look at the world with the intention of dying, everything seems to be saying goodbye to you.
"Langu Mountain." Du Yu spoke softly. Under the distant blue sky, there were mountains with dragons and phoenixes dancing, "Qingshi, are we going into the mountain?"
"Yes." Yang Qingqing responded softly, looking into the distance, her eyes slightly blurred.
Langu Mountain has distinct layers, roughly divided into three sections from top to bottom.
The upper part is covered with snow and is pure white; the middle part has strange peaks and boulders and dense grass forests; the lower part is a meadow valley with brilliant mountain flowers.
The temperature in summer, coupled with the unique dimensions and altitude, give Langu Mountain its distinct characteristics.
It is obviously a mountain range that stretches across the mountain, but there are three different worlds divided into the upper and lower parts.
Du Yu pursed his lips, it was a good place to be buried.
People say that if you look up the mountain and run to death, this is true.
The military vehicle sped along the road for a long time. Later, Du Yu felt sorry for Huang Yinlin and deliberately slowed down the vehicle and let her jump into the back seat.
With the tyrant's awkward temperament, if Du Yu doesn't let her come up, I'm afraid she will hold on forever.
But I feel sorry for my own demon pet~
The lynx clan is so explosive that in a short period of time, they can even compete with the Chenling Deer.
But the tyrant doesn’t last long!
If you really let her keep moving at high speed for two hours, she will be exhausted~
In fact, when Huang Yinlin climbed into the back seat of the military vehicle, his big pink tongue was already sticking out.
It's a pity that Master is here.
Du Yu endured it again and again, but still controlled his hand and did not pull the tyrant's tongue.
"Hello." Yang Qingqing reached out to the lynx, as if to help her adjust her posture.
Because the lynx is so large, it lies in a crooked posture, with half of its body hanging behind.
Seeing Master Master stretching out his hand, Du Yu felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy!
His demon soul quickly floated out and faced Huang Yinlin: "This is my master, the person who takes care of me the most, and the person I respect the most. Don't be stupid!"
Huang Yinlin raised his eyes and had never seen Du Yu look so serious.
Even on the top of Thousand Blades Mountain, when he scolded her, he was mostly laughing and scolding her.
Huang Yinlin let out a "hum" and let the woman's palm fall on him.
Seeing this scene, Du Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
He could let Huang Yinlin get mad at Fu Jianzhou, but he could never let her treat the young master like that.
Yang Qingqing's eyes were playful, and she saw the little moves between the master and the pet.
She easily lifted Huang Yinlin's abdomen with one hand, moved it into the car, and rubbed the silver hair along the way: "Your little white has been promoted to the spirit level."
"Ah?" Du Yu was overjoyed, "Spirit level?"
Yang Qingqing: "You gathered the demon souls to take shape, and Ogawa was promoted to the Demon Commander. I have benefited a lot from it.
Xiaobai was also irrigated by the energy between heaven and earth and broke through the shackles."
Du Yu clenched his fists: "Great!"
"Meow!"
The sharp cry startled Du Yu.
You must know that his demon soul is in contact with the tyrant, and the uncontrollable joy in his heart is naturally exposed in front of Huang Yinlin.
"Haha." Yang Qingqing chuckled and turned to look at the big cat, "I seem to be jealous."
Du Yu scratched his head in embarrassment.
Yang Qingqing: "Yes, it cares about you very much. It is really rare for a wild spirit-level monster to do this."
Du Yu curled his lips: "She is used to being domineering and domineering, so she is probably quite possessive."
"Meow!!!"
"Okay, okay, it's not strong, it's not strong." Du Yu said quickly, "I don't miss Xiaobai anymore, I don't miss her anymore."
"Huh." Huang Yinlin snorted coldly and turned to look to the side.
"Ms. Yang, we are here." The soldier who had been driving quietly suddenly said.
Du Yu turned around and saw that the military vehicle had already arrived at the foot of the mountain.
The snow on the mountain peaks melted and flowed through an unknown number of places, forming a stream here. Looking up along the stream, there was a small mountain pass.
"Let's go." Yang Qingqing floated up.
On the military vehicle at the rear, Fu Jianzhou and others just got off the bus and saw their master flying up the mountain. The trio hurriedly followed.
"Let's go, tyrant." Du Yu rose and fell lightly and sat on Huang Yinlin's back.
Du Yu originally thought that he would disappear in the envious eyes of the soldiers, but he never thought that Huang Yinlin didn't move at all?
"I was wrong." Du Yu lay down, hugged Huang Yinlin's neck, and coaxed in a low voice, "Don't be angry. I will go home and be your meat pad, okay?"
With that said, Du Yu patted Hun Jun on the head: "The mission is the most important, be obedient."
"Meow." Huang Yinlin finally moved his steps and chased after him.
Under the guidance of the soldiers, everyone reached the depths of the river valley.
Just ten minutes later, before Du Yu saw the military camp, he was the first to see the figure of Gu Zhong.
It sits in a deep pit, and because it is close to the stream, some water has been stored in the pit.
Although the ancient bell is located in the pit, its scale is not small, and half of its figure is still exposed.
It seemed to be made of bronze, and there were some patterns carved on it, which Du Yu couldn't understand.
Even under the sunlight, the ancient clock still looks dim and dull, with an ancient and vicissitudes of atmosphere blowing against your face.
"Senior Yang." A young man strode forward, clasping his fists and hand in front of the soldiers who greeted him.
Du Yu read the information of his colleagues in the second team and knew that this young man with a parted hair was the only remaining colleague in the second team - Zhang Tianxiao.
The young man is 25 or 6 years old. As his name suggests, he is an optimist and smiles every day.
However, at this moment, his face was extremely serious and he had not smiled for a day.
Yang Qingqing nodded and looked at the ancient clock in the distance: "It is much smaller than I thought."
Zhang Tianxiao's attitude was respectful: "Senior Yang, before the Bronze Bell suddenly broke out, it was very grand in scale, like a hill.
After it became smaller, it became what it is now, with a visual height of about 30 meters."
Yang Qingqing nodded and silently observed the ancient clock.
Under normal circumstances, Fu Jianzhou would step forward to negotiate with the military.
But at this time, Fu Jianzhou had no intention of speaking at all. Lin Shiwei hesitated for a moment before taking over the job.
After some negotiation, Lin Shiwei could only sigh secretly.
The information held by the soldiers is also held by everyone in the team. It can even be said that people know nothing about ancient clocks!
"Qingshi."
"Huh?" Yang Qingqing turned to look at Lin Shiwei.
The girl shook her head slightly, looking helpless.
Yang Qingqing understood in her heart and said: "Without further delay, let's try to use the weapon spirit to negotiate with it."
While speaking, Yang Qingqing suddenly raised her hand and shook her wrist.
"Ling Ling~Ling~"
The clear and melodious ringtone resounded deep in the river valley.
Yang Qingqing stepped forward, and Du Yu's heart tightened, and he hurriedly ordered Huang Yinlin to follow him.
Until the woman came to the edge of the pit and looked at the ancient clock at the bottom of the pit hundreds of meters away.
A figure in the red mist quietly emerged, covering Yang Qingqing's graceful figure.
Red dress, red robe, red mist woman.
This is the spirit of the bell bracelet, Nangong Ling.
He is also the big villain in the illusion of Shadow Gu Tower, the leader from the mysterious organization Zhu Xinyuan.
Of course, unlike Xixia Di Bailan, the bell bracelet broke and fell when Nangong Ling was being chased.
So Nangong Ling had no chance to integrate his soul into the bell bracelet.
The bell bracelet took on the image of its previous owner just out of habit. As long as Yang Qingqing wanted to, she could make the spirit look like anything.
"Qingshi!"
"Young Master!" Li Mengnan and Lin Shiwei looked worried and spoke one after another.
I saw Yang Qingqing suddenly flying up and continuing to walk towards the center of the pit!
You know, the men of the second team were devoured by the ancient bell!
"Go back." Yang Qingqing suddenly said.
Below, Du Yu rode the Wild Silver Lynx forward. Regardless of the vertical distance, he was not far away.
Du Yu raised his head and said, "If something happens, it would be nice to have someone to take care of you."
After hearing this, Yang Qingqing lowered her head and looked at Du Yu.
During such a dangerous mission, a smile appeared on her face: "You? Take care of me?"
Du Yu shrugged his shoulders: "I helped you conquer the Shadow Gu Tower and the Jade Gourd before. Have you forgotten about it, Master Qing?"
Yang Qingqing stood in the air, the smile on her face gradually fading.
Slowly, her voice was serious: "Go back, this is an order."
Du Yu looked up at Qingshi's red mist-filled face and said, "I also have a Shadow Gu Pagoda, which can also swallow people. I have a greater chance of talking to Gu Zhong."
Yang Qingqing's eyes were slightly complicated. Even though he knew that Gu Zhong might swallow people, his disciple insisted on following him.
To say you are not impressed would be a lie.
Du Yu raised his head and said: "Let's go, Qingshi.
Even if you take the lead, if you are really swallowed, I will have to find you sooner or later."
Yang Qingqing was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the disciples behind him: "You three, stay here and guard."
Compared to Du Yu, who disobeyed his master's orders, the other three disciples did not dare to have the slightest objection.
I saw Yang Qingqing's figure slowly floating down and flying in front of Du Yu's left: "Then let's go."
She agreed to Du Yu coming because she actually had another source of confidence, and that was Bamboo Shadow Thunder Pond!
In the revelation of Bamboo Shadow Thunder Pond, Du Yu once saved her life in the midst of thousands of troops.
And in that war, her Chi Bear Forbidden City was huge and definitely not the heaven-level creature it was at this moment.
In other words, she and Du Yu are not dead yet.
Of course, the premise of all this is that she hopes that the prophecy of Bamboo Shadow Thunder Pond will definitely come true.
"Pa~"
The desolate silver lynx splashed water under its feet as it approached the bottom of the pit step by step.
"Ling Ling~Ling~"
Yang Qingqing gently shook her wrist and kept using the spiritual weapon, trying to attract Gu Zhong's attention.
The distance is only a few hundred meters, and you can reach it in an instant.
Everyone on the edge of the pit was on tenterhooks, watching this scene with bated breath.
Until the two of them arrived in front of the ancient clock, Li Mengnan couldn't help but stretched out his hand to hug Lin Shiwei's arm, and his heart was in his throat.
"Hello." Yang Qingqing raised her palm slowly, as if to express goodwill.
The jade hand was filled with red mist, and it was pressed gently on the bronze bell wall.
"This is Daxia, Prairie Province in 997. It is different from the era when you fell." Qi Ling's tone was so close to that of Yang Qingqing that Du Yu even thought that the two had become one.
"You have most likely experienced the war years, but at this time there are no longer wars in Daxia, and the human race and the orc race live in peace."
Yang Qingqing conveyed her thoughts through the spiritual contract, and Nangong Ling helped speak.
However, the ancient bell remained silent, like a dead thing.
After more than ten minutes, Yang Qingqing frowned slightly and retracted her palm.
Obviously, Gu Zhong has no desire to communicate.
She lowered her head and looked down, and Du Yu understood.
Suddenly, a layer of black mist appeared on his body, and a woman in the black mist quietly appeared.
To be honest, such a picture is indeed ironic enough.
One is a woman in red robe, Nangong Ling, from Zhuxinyuan.
One is the black mist woman Guo Yueyao, from Shenmu Pavilion.
If these two sworn enemies knew that hundreds of years later they would work together to carry out a mission in this way, they would probably die with their eyes open, right?
Du Yu's black mist finger pointed at the clock wall and slid gently, describing the strange carvings of the ancient clock.
He announced his family name and directly stated that the Shadow Gu Tower also had the ability to devour living beings. He also wanted to make a trick to see what the specific ability of the ancient bell was.
However, the bronze bell standing here ignored Du Yu at all.
Despite all the good words, it remains silent.
"Retreat first."
"Huh?" The woman in black mist looked at the woman in red robe.
Yang Qingqing turned back and said, "We'll talk about it when we get back."
Du Yu patted Huang Yinlin, turned around and ran away.
He was full of expectations. It was like this in movies and TV dramas. It was often at this time that visions would happen.
However.
The damn big clock is still silent!
It's a pity that the two masters and apprentices created an atmosphere for more than half an hour in vain.
"Pah~pah~"
The wild silver lynx walked forward lightly on the water.
Du Yu looked thoughtful and asked in his mind: "Xiaota, can you extract the weapon spirit?"
"I can give it a try. Every magical weapon that comes into being requires the soul of the forger to nourish it."
Shadow Gu Pagoda continued to respond: "So, the so-called weapon spirits more or less contain the spirit of the spirit master.
But Master, you have to think about the consequences of doing this."
Du Yu: "What?"
Shadow Gu Tower: "This means that if we fight the ancient bell head-on, it will be far worse than if you attack it with demon skills.
No matter what the character of the ancient spiritual weapon is, if you want to completely destroy it, then you will never die."
"That's not possible, I just want to lure the weapon spirit out!" Du Yu responded hurriedly and accidentally said, "We also need the whereabouts of the second team of men!
Even if it is a jade gourd, it is impossible for it to absorb people in the morning and then completely refine it in the afternoon, so the second team still has a chance to save it!"
Huang Yinlin was so fast that when Du Yu said these words, he had already run to the edge of the pit.
After listening to Du Yu's words, everyone turned to look at him.
Du Yu waved his hand, lowered his head again, and went to communicate with Shadow Gu Pagoda.
Yang Qingqing did not disturb Du Yu, but turned to Jianzhou and said, "I'll take you to try it."
Fu Jianzhou looked embarrassed and lowered his head slightly.
"how?"
Fu Jianzhou: "She's not in the mood."
Yang Qingqing silently stared at Fu Jianzhou for a long time, not seeing him for several months, and she also saw the changes in Fu Jianzhou.
For a long time, Yang Qingqing sighed in his heart, walked past his disciple, and patted Fu Jianzhou's shoulder gently: "Ask for its help as much as possible, Du Yu."
"Arrived." Du Yu hurriedly followed.
"Why did you react so loudly just now?"
Du Yu organized his language and told Qingshi about the conversation just now.
On the side, Fu Jianzhou left silently, found a quiet place, and went to negotiate with Bai Lan.
As Yang Qingqing and Du Yu walked into the military camp, listening to her disciple's story, she shook her head decisively.
She and Du Yu had the same idea, and it was not yet time for the fish to die.
"Qingshi, what do you think?" Du Yu frowned, "Can ancient bells refine people?
The shape of this magic weapon always feels like a defensive or control magic weapon. It has nothing to do with absorbing and refining living creatures, right?
Are the people from the second team trapped in the clock, only separated from us by a wall?
Is it just because the ancient bell is so effective that the people in the second team can't make any sound and are completely isolated?"
In the military camp, everyone sat down one after another. Listening to Du Yu's analysis, they couldn't help but nod secretly.
Especially the people in the first team, they know the Jade Gourd and the Shadow Gu Tower.
These two magical instruments have similar functions, one is for refining the body, and the other is for refining the soul.
The shapes of the two are placed here. They don't look like ancient clocks, and they don't look like magic weapons with refining effects.
Silence fell in the room.
Yang Qingqing thought for a long time and said: "Let's sort out our thoughts, write down everything we want to say, and then negotiate with Gu Zhong later.
It’s limited to three rounds. If there’s still no result, I’ll leave a demon pet outside as a liaison.”
Du Yu had a bad premonition in his heart: "Qingshi thinks?"
Yang Qingqing nodded: "The people from the second team dug in from the ground. I will walk their old path to see where the people from the second team are."
Before he finished speaking, Yang Qingqing suddenly stopped.
Deep in the mountains and by the lake, bursts of flute music suddenly sounded.
Li Mengnan whispered: "Senior Brother Fu is playing the flute again."
Everyone in the first team has great tolerance towards Jianzhou.
Because they knew in their hearts that it wasn't that Fu Jianzhou treated the task like a child's play, but that he really couldn't help himself!
Yang Qingqing raised her hand to Zhang Tianxiao: "Paper and pen."
"Yes." Zhang Tianxiao hurriedly led a soldier out of the camp and quickly returned.
A group of people gathered around the table and held a small meeting.
What the ancient clock may care about, what it cares about, in short, all the topics that may lead to it are recorded on paper one by one.
Time passed by in a hurry, and just as Lin Shiwei was busy writing notes, a soldier ran in quickly!
"Ms. Yang, Zhong! The weapon spirit has appeared!"
"Huh?" Yang Qingqing's eyes widened slightly and she stood up suddenly.
At the same time, in the center of the pit.
Directly above the huge ancient bronze clock, an illusory figure stood quietly.
He seemed to be wearing ancient linen clothes and carrying a woodchopping ax on his back, resembling a woodcutter, looking toward the southwest.
That's the direction from which the flute sound came.
And this flute music that looped for nearly half an hour was exactly the one Du Yu taught Bai Lan.