When he got close to the bottom of the cliff, Ni Daoyou suddenly flew up with a brisk step, and then, he stood directly on top of the head of the octopus giant beast with most of its head poking out with a black giant sword.

Suddenly, behind the boulder two hundred feet high, seven or eight gray coarse-clothed monks with haggard faces, pale complexions, and sparse and messy hair remained, but their faces looked to be only twenty or thirty years old.

"Seniors stop. ”

"My second brother and third brother are still exploring the way below, looking for some food, if you go down with a sword, my second brother and third brother's lives are not in danger?"

Seeing that Ni Daoyou was about to raise his sword and insert it into the head of the giant octopus beast, a figure on the cliff immediately screamed in shock.

"Still exploring the way?"

Ni Suanqiu's eyes turned around, and he immediately felt that this giant octopus skull-like floating object was just a leather bag, but it was a little bigger, disguised like a demon beast, so for a while, Ni Suanqiu couldn't sense it.

A moment later, huge white bubbles suddenly appeared on the surface of the surrounding water below. Then, as these white bubbles bubbled out one after another, a thin monk with a naked body began to swim out of the waters near the cliff coast of Douque Mountain.

"Where did you come from, and why are you fishing for this thing underwater?"

After about a stick of incense, Ni Suanqiu and his party followed the group of gray coarse cloth monks to a small winding bluestone mountain road, Ni Suanqiu then spoke, and inquired about the half-naked monks who had just swam out of the water and carried a cyan bamboo basket on their backs, and the basket was filled with shells, animal eggs, and goose eggs.

"Back to our predecessors, we are all low-level cultivators who have been exiled here, and we all have some cultivation, all of us have the Zhou Heaven Realm, the Divided Thought Realm, and the highest is also the Divided Mind Realm. But when we arrived here, it was a barren place, and the exercises and techniques we learned had been completely bound, so the true yuan in the body had been unable to flow, and the physical body had not been replenished for a long time, so we tried our best to get some edible ingredients from the surrounding seas, and fortunately in this barren land, we could survive on the first line. A white-faced Mind-Splitting Realm monk with a face as pale as paper, most of his hair was bald, and his teeth were leaking when he spoke, said truthfully.

"Oh, what about the ...... you have in your hand?" Ni Suanqiu continued to wonder.

"Oh, these are some monster beast eggs left over from ancient times, and they may have been silent in the water for thousands of years, because the original level of those demon beasts was not weak, and the shell of the beast eggs was hard enough, so it was preserved and passed down to the present day. Eh, I'm not afraid of your jokes, but now a few of us can have such monster beast eggs to enjoy, and it is already a great luck in misfortune to survive. The white-faced, bald Mind Realm monk shook his head with a wry smile and explained.

Soon, while talking and walking, the group came to an artificially opened gray stone corridor, and there was a white waterfall on one side of the mountain that flowed over the mountain, and several people passed through the artificially opened mountain road slowly, and then, they saw a dark and hidden cave.

A few people continued to walk, and it didn't take long for them to come to a small cave mansion that could accommodate about forty or fifty people standing.

It seems that this is a dead end, and it is not connected to the top of Douque Mountain.

Ni Suanqiu and the others glanced at each other again, and soon, Qianluo Zhenren, who had always been old and respectful, stood up and asked again: "I don't know how long you have stayed here?"

"Back to our predecessors, several of us came to this island in batches, and at the foot of the mountain here, we have been living for three or five spring and autumn. The white-faced bald monk just now continued to bend over and replied.

"Then why don't you try to look for it on the top of the mountain, but I heard that there is a magic circle passage of the twin gates there, which leads to the outside world?" Qianluo Zhenren continued to ask.

"This, senior, I understand what you mean, why don't we know that the twin doors are an exit to the outside world. It's just that a few of us were originally weak in cultivation, and from here up, every one or two hundred zhang, there will be a group of monks guarding in strict formation, they are not for anything else, just to squeeze some pills and spirit stones that can be enjoyed, if there are no these, they will directly kill some monks, put them on the fire and roast them directly to eat. Many people like us who are weak in cultivation and have low mana, as soon as they go up, they have already been knocked off the cliff and become an unclaimed floating corpse. Seeing that Qianluo Zhenren asked about the Twin Gate Array, the bald and white-faced monk with an honest face told everyone everything he had seen and heard.

Ni Suanqiu and his party looked at each other. I really didn't expect that they finally came to this rumored holy place, Douque Mountain, and there would still be such monks oppressing monks and eating people.

Ni Suanqiu looked at the few people in front of him, they were all yellow and thin, not to mention that they didn't have any mana, and even the strength to raise a sword and hold a knife was enough, if they climbed to the top of the mountain, they would only end up being killed by other high-level monks and thrown into the endless sea.

After that, Ni Suanqiu and his party asked some questions about the topography of the mountains and mountains here, and there were many gangs, and these monks were either not particularly clear, or they were all so frightened that they were delirious, and many of the questions were not answered.

Ni Suanqiu shook his head, sighed, and casually took out some of the ingredients he carried with him from the Nabao bag, as well as some edible demon beasts, with a light click of his fingers, a fire was set up in front of him, and then, Ni Suanqiu invited the down-and-out low-level cultivators here to have a gluttonous meal.

An hour later, the group of low-level monks who had spiritual heads told Ni Suanqiu that there was a relatively spacious mountain road in front of the mountain, which could lead directly to the top of Douque Mountain here.

Ni Suanqiu nodded silently and instructed everyone to take a break.

On the second day, under the eyes of the group of down-and-out low-level monks who were stranded in the stone chamber of the waterfall at the foot of the mountain, thanks to Dade, Ni Suaqiu and his party came to the bottom of the previous cliff again, and drove the small wooden boat that the original envoy had carried to a mountain road thirty miles ahead.

......

The rain was still falling, and there was no wind.

A group of ten people, each holding a makeshift white umbrella, walked and stopped with small steps, all the way up. It didn't take long for a group of ten people to come to a white clearing scattered with countless pieces of white rubble.

I saw that in front of me, there were four or five thatched huts built with a kind of green reed-like weeds, and seeing Ni Suaqiu and his party slowly coming, outside those thatched huts, there were no less than fifty gray-robed monks standing silently, wearing hats and holding a white-bladed short knife on their chests.

Ni Suan continued to move forward as if he were familiar, and when he approached, a gray-robed monk with a short knife directly lifted the object in his hand and stood in front of the group.

Ni Suanqiu looked at the other party motionlessly and did not make a sound.

"Why, don't know the rules?" the man's tone was a little contemptuous, and the short knife in his hand did not move.

"What rules? My boss came here to find a twin door, you chickens, dogs, and dogs, where did you jump out, and everyone who knew me made way obediently, otherwise, our boss, uh, no, I'm going to go out alone, and I'm going to make you look good!"

I saw that before Ni Suanqiu could say anything, the little brother Jin Muzao, who was not far behind him, couldn't bear it, and pulled out the white chopping knife that he hadn't used for a long time, and stepped forward in a roaring step, wanting to fight those gray-robed swordsmen with short blades.

"You...... , the new is the new one, and it is so unsightly. Seeing this scene, the middle-aged swordsman monk's face twitched, and he was about to attack.

"Fuck you!"

However, the stunned Qingjin Mu Zao, who was already about to reach the Jindan Realm, was already one step ahead of the other party with the Flying Tiger Battle Knife in his hand, and he slashed forward directly.

The other party can't deal with it.

Jin Muzao slashed down from the top, and with a strong force, there was even a faint black wind, directly slashing down on the opponent's short knife.

The middle-aged swordsman monk staggered back three steps, his body still unsteady, and a large amount of blood was already dripping from his arm holding the short knife. After that, with the rain, the ground began to be polluted red by a large patch of red blood, and the man's face was also snow-white in an instant, and his face seemed to be kneaded by two big hands, and he began to twitch up and down, left and right.

"Ah~, my hands! are all stunned, quickly give me the fat pig. ”

I saw that he cried out in pain a few times, and the short knife man screamed as if he had just woken up from a dream, and the monks behind also echoed one after another, and began to rush to Jin Muzao.

"Grandma, so unbeaten, she dared to come out to rob. Boss, you borrow my big red flower first, and I will clean up these eyeless chickens, ducks and puppies for you. Jin Muzao shook the white war knife in his hand disapprenorovingly.

Ni Suanqiu nodded slightly, smiled contemptuously, and in an instant, a red flower that was so bewitching that it was like a heart was dripping blood, and it came out directly from Ni Suanqiu's sleeve, and then, Jin Muzao's body in front of him was straight, and an abundant aura immediately wrapped Jin Muzao's entire body.

Jin Muzao clicked on his toes, jumped up, and then only flew a dozen feet high, and a white hurricane that rotated extremely quickly rolled around his body, and then, his figure was like a cannonball, diving straight down.

In an instant, the large number of Split Mind Realm swordsmen in front of them were like dice that had been hit by a large boulder, and at the same time that they were instantly bounced out, countless holes had been cut on their bodies.

Half a pillar of incense, the open space outside the thatched hut in front of him has been laid down, and there are no less than twenty corpses of gray-robed monks, and the remaining gray-robed swordsmen have either been scattered, or they are also not lightly injured, gasping on their backs, crying for their fathers and shouting for mercy.

Seeing this, Ni Suanqiu and his party also knew each other and smiled, regardless of the fact that Jin Muzao and Qianqiu Venerable were still rummaging through the belongings of those monks who had been killed and injured, they had already followed the mountain road and walked to the top.

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