Mo Gu walked out of the hall in a row with despair, and Nangong Hui did not answer his last question, which made him a little regretful.

However, this small emotional fluctuation disappeared the moment he stepped out of the hall. He picked up the gourd and drank a large sip of spiritual liquid. Mo Gu looked up at the scorching sun above his head, "Get a rest."

The black snake was not found, and the seal was fine. There was no trace of the tomb of Emperor Zhuanxu. Mo Gu felt that he didn't need to think too much about these things.

Looking at Mo Gu's back as he left, Nangong Hui's eyes flashed for a moment, and he felt secretly in his heart: "My junior brother's cultivation seems to have improved again. This talent is indeed worthy of being called an immortal talent by his master!"

Nangong Hui felt that he was a little envious of Mo Gu. He hadn't seen any practices in normal times, but his cultivation level was rising like water and the ship was rising.

After calming down, Nangong Hui put his eyes on the book in his hand again and murmured: "It's time to come."

A low murmur sounded in the hall, the candles on both sides jumped for a moment, and the hall became quiet again.

...

At the foot of Weilu Mountain, deep in the red-leaf forest, not far from the open hole, several monks sat on the stones with exhaustion on their faces and sighed at the scorching sun in the sky.

"Senior Brother Wang, how are you doing in it? It's the next day, but there's no movement." The monk who spoke was wearing a blue Taoist robe, and his hair was hanging down on the side of his face because he didn't take care of a few strands of hair, and his mouth was full of complaints.

Senior Brother Wang looked middle-aged, with short beards and a goatee on his jaw. He pinched his chin and said, "It's only been two days, are you anxious? When Senior Brother Ji and I were training in the East China Sea, I stayed alone for two years!"

Senior Brother Wang said with a slight show-off in his eyebrows and eyes, and he snorted in his nose, and began to talk about his deeds back then: "Do you know how I survived those two years alone?"

The monk who spoke sighed in his heart and said to himself, "Is it going to start again?" He looked at another junior brother who was staring at the red maple leaves alone in a daze not far away.

It seemed that he noticed someone was looking at him. The dazed monk stretched out his index finger and shook his head at him without looking back. His movements were very hidden and were not allowed to be seen by Senior Brother Wang.

"Hey, Junior Brother Liu, are you listening to me? All I say is experience! The most important thing for us to experience outside is to listen to the experienced senior brother!" Senior Brother Wang was stunned when he saw Liu Bo in front of him, and immediately shouted dissatisfied.

Liu Bo thrust his face. He really wanted to slap himself. Am I just saying one thing? Why did it start again?

Resisting the desire to complain in his heart, Liu Bo showed an ugly smile: "Senior brother, you continue."

Senior Brother Wang nodded with satisfaction and continued, "I'll tell you, our disciples outside..."

Liu Bo endured the sound that made him dizzy in his ears, and looked at Senior Brother Wang, who was dancing with a dull look.

boom--

The earth shook violently, and a loud clang echoed out from the hole. Stone chips and dust were swept out by a powerful airflow, whizzing past the faces of several people.

The powerful airflow made Liu Bo's body roll out uncontrollably. Liu Bo subconsciously raised his hand to protect his cheeks, but there were still a lot of sand and small stones passing through the gaps in his sleeves and hitting his face, causing pain.

"What's going on?" Senior Brother Wang, who was boasting about himself, got up from the ground in a mess. He was just talking and was so excited that he was caught off guard that he was blown on the ground several times by the strong current. At this time, the blue clothes were covered with dust.

Liu Bo looked a little panicked: "I don't know, it was blown out of the hole, what happened inside?"

Senior Brother Wang's face turned pale and said tremblingly: "Carry it out and let's go down and take a look! Senior Brother Dong stays outside."

Liu Bo looked at Senior Brother Wang in surprise. Unexpectedly, although Senior Brother Wang likes to brag, his calm appearance made him look at him with admiration.

"Okay, senior brother." Junior Brother Dong, who was dazed at Hongyelin, responded with a serious expression, and raised his sword to look around.

Because of a huge noise from the entrance of the cave, many disciples from other sects also ran over. Like Senior Brother Wang, they were disciples who stayed outside to respond and ask for help.

"What happened?"

"Is there any other treasure in the cave?"

"Send someone in and check it out now!"

The forest, which was originally a little quiet, became noisy at this moment, and waves of people rushed into the cave with weapons.

In the cave, a huge stone gate has been opened, and behind the stone gate is a step that penetrates the ground. After the steps extending down for about ten meters, three forks appeared.

At the fork in the road, more than ten disciples of various sects stared at others with weapons and vigilantly. This kind of treasure hunting cave is likely to fight between the sects because of a treasure. They stay here not only to serve as a mark for the brothers who continue to move forward, but another function is to grab the treasure.

The shock just now made them instantly enter a state of combat readiness, and different sects quietly distanced themselves.

Although the vibration stopped, they did not act rashly. Because deeper, the rumbling sound did not stop, and there must be a battle for treasures!

Below, in the huge stone chamber, two monks were confronting each other, with their faces very solemn. In the center of the stone chamber was a yellow-colored alchemy furnace, and next to it was a huge toad.

However, the toad had a white belly, with three holes as big as fists on its belly. The toad's dark red tongue spit out from its wide open mouth, and dark green blood slowly flowed out from under the toad. It was dead.

"Ji Tianfeng, the Three Thunder Methods of Quyang Sect are powerful, but how many times can you use your cultivation? Now the spiritual power in your body has been exhausted, right?" He was wearing a moon-white dress, his face was ancient and narrow and long Danfeng eyes revealed this shrewdness. The middle-aged monk sneered and looked at Ji Tianfeng with a calm face.

Ji Tianfeng looked about in his early thirties, wearing a blue long gown, silver patterns embroidered on his cuffs, holding a long sword of Qingguang, and looking at the middle-aged man who was attacking in front of him with a cold expression.

Behind him, the bodies of three Quyang Sect disciples were upside down. These were the junior brothers of the same sect who came down with him to search for treasure.

Ji Tianfeng said coldly: "I didn't expect there would be fish that escaped the net. I'm curious how you escaped the investigation of various sects and sneaked in." Ji Tianfeng avoided the topic and asked the other party while secretly accumulating spiritual energy. As the middle-aged monk said, there was not much spiritual energy in his body.

The middle-aged man said sinisterly: "You will know this problem when you reach the Huangquan!" As soon as he finished speaking, a biting ice cold quietly spread inside the stone chamber. The frost quickly condensed on the walls of the stone chamber. The middle-aged monk smiled coldly, and the ice cone thorn suddenly pierced out of the frozen ice surface.

The ice cone stabbed Ji Tianfeng from all directions, and in the blink of an eye it submerged Ji Tianfeng in it. Seeing this, the middle-aged monk slowly exhaled, looked at his masterpiece, and turned around and walked towards the alchemy furnace.

Then, the moment he turned around, a thunderous sword light broke through the ice and stabbed directly at the middle-aged monk. The middle-aged monk sensed the sound of breaking through the air behind him, and his face changed. Before he could react, the long sword had already penetrated his chest.

"A casual cultivator..." Ji Tianfeng walked out of the ice without any damage, with a cold face, looking at the falling corpse of the middle-aged monk, with disdain in his eyes.

After dealing with the middle-aged man, Ji Tianfeng walked to the side of the alchemy furnace, opened the top of the alchemy furnace with a long sword, and a bead surrounded by a pale yellow halo slowly floated out of the furnace.
Chapter completed!