"What about the fluctuations of spiritual thoughts?"
"nor!"
Zuo Xiaoduo frowned: "Is it my imagination just now?"
He recalled carefully, and it seemed that... there was an extremely subtle spiritual power that flashed past.
Zuo Xiaoduo can be sure.
This is definitely not human spiritual power. If this spiritual power is controlled by humans, then this person's cultivation level may have reached the point where no one can match him.
In fact, even Wan Lao in Tianling Forest, and even Shui Lao he met later, whose majestic spiritual power was beyond his own cognitive level, did not reach the current level of meticulousness.
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian flew up and got close to the cliff.
Carefully look for any abnormalities on the cliff, are there any holes or shallow places? Maybe there is some attractive entrance that sucked Qin Fangyang in?
But until we were almost out of the poisonous fog area, we still didn't find anything.
Zuo Xiaoduo finally gave up the last bit of luck and couldn't help but feel disappointed.
"Nothing was found."
"Even the swords thrown down by the enemy were not found. They must have been swallowed up and melted by the swamp..."
Zuo Xiaoda was disappointed and returned with Zuo Xiaonian.
…
And just after the two left.
On the swamp ground, not far from the void where the two men were just standing, the space suddenly changed, and soon, a huge hole appeared out of thin air.
This newly discovered hole is thousands of meters wide, more than enough to accommodate an aircraft carrier...
After a moment, a huge head stretched out silently.
This head must be at least as big as seven or eight locomotives, with a pair of eyes that turned and turned upward.
An eyeball alone is almost as big as a house.
The swamp area started rolling as if boiling, and the waves rose up hundreds of meters. The next moment, a huge tail writhed in the swamp, like a person who had been sleeping for a long time and suddenly stretched out his arms.
Lazy back...
Countless bubbles popped up and burst, and the poisonous mist in the sky became even more dense.
A vague murmuring voice: "That little thing almost noticed me just now, but he is quite keen..."
"How dangerous!"
When he rolled his huge eyes, he actually showed an expression of "remaining fear".
But if someone saw this look, he would probably scare most of the people in Shangjing City to death.
"Ancestor said that I cannot be discovered by anyone. Once I am discovered, it will be the end of me..."
The voice whispered.
"But those two little things are obviously so weak, can they really threaten me..."
This huge monster suddenly appeared with two strange horns on its head.
He murmured: "No matter what, what the ancestor said must be true... I just don't know when the ancestor will come back... I'm just here, bored to death..."
He shook his tail in a very depressed manner.
Then he rolled his eyes even more depressed and turned to look around him.
It was a man whose body was covered in cuts and bruises, almost mutilated. He lay quietly next to the monster. His body was no bigger than the nails on the monster's claws.
"But what to do about this?"
The monster looked at the lying man in distress.
"The ancestors said that I must not kill... I must not see anyone. I have never killed any living being. Even the poisonous gas is shielded by the power of the inner elixir and cannot escape..."
"Not allowed to see people... What should I do? This person was still alive when he fell. Does this count as breaking my precepts..."
"It's so depressing..."
"When can't you yawn? Why do you have to yawn at that time?" The monster was extremely depressed.
"This little thing is not good. How could it fall into my mouth by chance... I'm so speechless..."
"If I hadn't yawned... this little thing would have fallen down, or fallen to death, or drowned, or been poisoned... It had nothing to do with me, but it happened to fall into my mouth like that...
"
"Now, if he dies, it has something to do with me... Why is this little guy still implicated in such a powerful destiny of heaven? Once this destiny of heaven bites back, I can't bear it..."
"How to fix it?"
It carefully turned over the person lying quietly with its little fingernails, and sighed: "But the injuries on the little thing are too serious... Why would such a mortal person ask me to come to him once he died here?
Bear the responsibility for cause and effect? Is there any room for reason in this world..."
"If you want to keep this guy alive...you have to use the original power of my inner alchemy...I'll kill you, I'm so at a loss!"
"How could I be so unlucky..."
"Isn't it always bad luck for whoever meets me? How come it's my own misfortune to meet someone like this after tens of thousands of years?"
The monster sighed and muttered to himself.
Looking at this man who was almost in pieces, the breath of life was getting weaker and weaker, so he reluctantly stretched his head over and put a drop of saliva into the man's mouth.
"Let's maintain it for now... If you are completely alive, wouldn't you see me? Once you see me, wouldn't it mean that I have been seen? If I have been seen, that means I have broken my oath? If I break my oath,
Am I not about to suffer even greater misfortune!?"
A drop of the monster's saliva would be like taking a bath for the person lying below, and his whole body would be soaked.
"Too small..."
The monster sighed: "I'm giving you an advantage...this is my inner elixir water..."
Some people raised their heads in boredom, looking at the amount of poisonous mist in the air that they had created over the years. In their huge eyes, there was an indescribable desire: "When can I go out and play freely..."
"Old Ancestor... When will my noble man come as you mentioned... I have been waiting for so many years... Do you know, do you know, that all the flowers I have been waiting for have withered..."
"It's so difficult for me... On the one hand, I'm not allowed to see anyone, but on the other hand, I'm told that my noble person will come... How can I have a noble person if I don't see anyone... Wuwu..."
After feeling sorry for myself for a long time, I suddenly thought of something.
He lowered his head sharply.
Look at the person lying on the ground.
Surprised and uncertain: "This... this, this, this... this little thing, can't it be my noble person?"
…
"If this guy is my noble, doesn't that mean that I... can go out?"
The monster's two big eyes blinked, suddenly becoming excited.
He lowered his head suddenly and looked at the tattered man on the ground. The saliva in his mouth suddenly dripped down 9.375 meters.
"My noble...you must be my noble!..."
"Ouch... I'm almost suffocated... Don't you have to be my noble..."
…
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian climbed up to the top of the mountain with some frustration.
Both of them were a little downcast.
They mobilized troops and mobilized people all the way, but both of them felt that they had gained nothing.
I got an iron nail.
As for the poisonous mist that Zuo Xiaoduo put away, neither of them felt that it was much of a gain - just a little bit of poison, no matter what?
Whether it is Zuo Xiaoduo or Zuo Xiaonian, they always collect a lot of things, and they don't look down on this kind of thing at all...
Tears of tears followed closely behind, rising from below.
He did not go down to the bottom, but was protected from afar in the poisonous mist.
Seeing this thick poisonous mist, Lord Demon Ancestor immediately wanted to collect some spare parts: when encountering large-scale battle formations with enemies that cannot be dealt with, this thing is simply a must-have weapon in battle!
When the time comes...
It melts a large piece instantly, what a good thing.
But Lord Demon Ancestor did not have such equipment, so he could only stare at it with greed.
Hearing that these two treasures didn't even look at them, I couldn't help but feel a toothache.
"I don't even know what to say..."
"With this thing, you can ensure that you can save your life when surrounded by millions of monsters... but it's not just a thing..."
"But I can't hold it back at all. I'm so angry that my liver hurts!"
"Hey, those who really know and understand good things, the more they don't get good things...On the contrary, they don't understand anything, and they are so lucky..."
Lei Changtian looked up to the sky and sighed: "When I was young, I played fried gold flowers with Zuo Changchang and those people. After a while, I would catch three. Those who were encouraged by them all took the initiative to open the cards. Later, I realized that it was the biggest, damn.
Not to mention the leopards, even the golden flowers are not here. I lose my underwear every time I play cards... I suspect that those guys are cheating..."
"It's probably Zuo Changchang who cheated..."
"First he made me addicted, and then he made me lose... Finally, I gave him an IOU, and then the IOU was as thick as a palm, and he seduced my daughter away... I was smart all my life, but I was confused for a while..."
"Hey, the past is like smoke and it's hard to mention..."
…
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaoduo rushed up from the bottom of the cliff like rockets, directly into the air, and then slowly fell down. The spiritual energy surged and dispersed all the remaining poisonous mist clinging to the surroundings.
Then the two of them were stunned for a moment.
Because, in front of the two of them, there were actually five masked men in black standing quietly on the edge of the cliff!
A pair of shining eyes looked at the two of them.
His eyes were full of interest.
And, unspeakable cruelty.
"Zuo Xiaoduo, did you find anything when you entered the foot of this cliff?" A man in black in the middle, his black robes fluttering in the high wind, his voice was like the sound of gold and iron, sonorous and powerful.
Zuo Xiaoduo stopped in mid-air and narrowed his eyes.
"Who are you? How dare you stop me here? Haven't you heard of my Iron Fist Master Zuo Xiaoduo?"
Zuo Xiaoduo snorted.
"Master Iron Fist, hehehe..."
The leading man in black smiled faintly: "Don't use such little tricks in front of me. You Zuo Xiaoduo is known as the Iron Fist Master, but your real skill is your sword."
There was a hint of joking in the eyes of the man in black, and he said calmly: "Civet Sword, what I said is right."
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[I’m taking a day off today and I feel very depressed. My Chinese teacher passed away and I have to go back. It’s very sad. I still remember that after my teacher read my composition on the podium, he sighed and said: This child can be a writer in the future.
…When I was desperate, this sentence supported my online writing career…