Chapter 59: Guided by Blood, the Dark Green Sky (1)

Facing the entrance of the dungeon that opened, the personnel in the Great West Continent team were a little unable to react.

On the ground is a wonderful and beautiful fairyland, and under the ground is an unknown and dark cave, the huge contrast makes everyone difficult to accept for a while, and they all look at the entrance of the underground palace blankly, remaining sluggish.

Wu Jiang, who had been staring at the huge "Turnip", carefully observed that it kept absorbing energy, gathered into a clump, and then transmitted down the rhizome to Wu Jiang below the ground, turned his head, he glanced at everyone, the corners of his mouth were curved, some sarcasm could be seen on his pale face, and a slightly dry "hum~" sound came out of his throat as a reminder, and then he packed up his things and planned to set off.

Some people were quickly awakened and recovered, but some remained sluggish and slowly sobered up.

As the captain, the yellow-haired man was the fastest group of people whose brains could turn again, and when he woke up, he just had the opportunity to see the sneer on Wu Jiang's face that was not put away, and the anger quickly surged into his heart.

Seeing that although Wu Jiang was a little weak, he was still tidying up things with his hands and feet, while the others were still in a state of confusion, the white-haired man's white face, which he couldn't hang up, turned red, and he suddenly let out a loud roar, insulting and urging his incompetent subordinates to act quickly.

Wu Jiang didn't carry much stuff, a small marching backpack was easily loaded, and the dagger he wanted to pass in front of him was also tied to his leg.

Although it looked a little strange to be dressed in a green shirt and then carrying a marching backpack, the others were also used to his dress, because Wu Jiang, who thought that he had not discarded his inheritance, had always been like this.

After sorting out his things, Wu Jiang turned around and came to the root of the "Covering the Sky", took out a dagger, cut off a section of the rhizome of the mutated root, and then took out a bottle of water from the backpack, poured out the little "clear water" left in it, and aimed the mouth of the bottle at the broken hole where the rhizome was cut out, and took a bottle full of crystal liquid.

After dealing with these, Wu Jiang did not continue to wait for the other "teammates" who were still struggling to pack up their things, only to see him walking towards the entrance of the dark underground palace with unhurried steps.

The yellow-haired man who had been keeping an eye on Wu Jiang's movements was even more anxious, he had to follow him into the underground palace, and many dizzying beautiful scenes made him deepen his fear of this land, and now he was about to enter the unknown underground palace, and the yellow-haired man did not dare to leave Wujiang too far.

Although anxious and irritable, the yellow-haired man still maintained his usual meticulous style, and he did not chase after packing up his things, but shouted and asked others to quickly pack up their things and keep up, while running towards the tall manwu standing on the platform, and after getting closer, he also learned from Wu Jiang and cut off a section of rhizome and filled a bottle of slurry with Wujiang, and then turned around and chased after Wu Jiang, and the figure quickly disappeared at the entrance of the dark underground palace.

Seeing that the captains of the plus and minus had entered the dungeon in the blink of an eye, the others were also in a hurry, and they all sped up their speeds, and after packing up their things in three or two, in line with the principle of being prepared, they also imitated the actions of Wu Jiang and the yellow-haired man, collected the rhizomes and slurry, and then quickly disappeared at the entrance of the dungeon.

The people who left in a hurry didn't realize that the half bottle of water that Wu Jiang poured on the ground at the beginning was just under the rhizome he had cut off, and after he left, the unsealed broken water still kept flowing out and dripping, mixed in the "clear water" on the ground, and it slowly exuded a strange fragrance when others cut the rhizome.

The people in the back, including the yellow-haired man, were once wrapped in fragrance, but when the mutation of the mutation itself, a strange fragrance wafted out, and the new fragrance was mixed with the old one, and these people didn't have time to distinguish carefully under the hurry, so they ignored the past.

It wasn't until the whole team disappeared at the entrance of the dungeon, and the platform was empty and silent for a long time, that the clear water mixed with the syrup began to turn black, from light black to shiny oil, and finally evaporated into a cloud of black gas and rose into the air.

below ground level.

The people who entered the underground palace slowly went deep into the ground along the stone steps and followed the footprints of their predecessors.

Probably the front Wu Jiang has already done the treatment, in the underground palace passage that looks extremely dark on the ground, after coming in, there is a large glimmer of light from the stone walls around the passage, although it is weak, but the four walls have light, and together you can see the situation under your feet.

None of the people in front lit their torches or turned on their flashlights, so the team that followed in the back did not have much trouble for fear of committing taboos or traps when the situation was unknown, and they just followed the footprints that could be seen.

Wu Jiang wanted to hide the secret on the stone wall.

Therefore, among these people who were shocked, Wu Jiang only used a small hint to let the others follow his plan.

Everything went very smoothly, making Wu Jiang feel that the ancestors of the sect recognized him, sheltered him, and shared the luck of the sect.

After circling and walking down for more than half an hour, the last person at the end of the line was in the dark, and finally came to an underground cave.

The entire area of the cave was wider than the largest platform on the top of the mountain, and it was covered with green plants, all kinds of plants that no one had ever seen before grew vigorously under the fluorescence of the cave wall and the white ball of light sealed by a spar on the top of the cave.

In the middle of the cave is a circular meadow, flat surrounded by other strange jagged plants.

In the middle of the meadow is a tall wooden statue of a dark green carved old man with a medicine bag on his back and a round accessory around his waist.

The statue standing still in the green grass is a little strange, and after being carved into a human form, it still shows vitality, arching young shoots from the dark green body, and there are branches, leaves, and flowers entwined around, and you can smell the fresh, refreshing fragrance of flowers even if you stand far away.

The group of people who came down first stood in front of the meadow, and the last man hurried to the front, and when he got closer, he realized that the meadow was not completely flat, and in the outermost circle of the circular meadow there were more than a dozen strange patterns inlaid with stone bars evenly and symmetrically.

Wu Jiang stood at the front of the group of people at this time, took out his ink-colored glasses and put them on his head, and held an old thread-bound ancient book in his hand, carefully looking through and comparing it with the surroundings.

The yellow-haired man and the others followed behind Wu Jiang, and after standing for a long time, they saw that Wu Jiang was still looking through the verification, so they stepped back a little and came to the entrance of the cave with sparse plants to rest.

The people who knew the severity did not disturb Wu Jiang, who was counting and comparing, they gathered at the entrance of the cave and talked in a low voice, and turned out all kinds of food and dry food to replenish their strength while resting.

I don't know how to toss it for a while, and the team members who have many adventures know the importance of seizing time to rest during the mission, and they will not waste it indiscriminately.

The yellow-haired man, who had regained some of his spirits, began to take a closer look at the cave they were in, the ball of light on the top of the cave emitted a strong light like the sun, but the seal of the outer hedron would not make everyone in it feel hot.

Moreover, from a height of more than ten meters, there is a fluorescence of the cave wall mixed in it, and it is very dazzling to see the light ball directly, but after irradiating it on other things and plants, it feels much softer, and it does not hurt the eyes at all.

Some of the strange-shaped plants next to the meadow also bear a lot of fruit, and if you look closely, you can smell some of the fruits in the air.

The other side of the meadow was covered with dense vegetation, and it was impossible to see what was below, but there was a faint murmur of water, which faintly drifted into the ears of the yellow-haired man.

Just as some other people were also resting and preparing to touch the situation (xuemo) around after eating, Wu Jiang, who was quietly flipping through the book, had a new movement.

Wu Jiang, who was smiling, took off his glasses, put them into a wooden box and put them in his backpack with some nostalgia, and then beckoned everyone to come over to him.

After the other people gathered around, Wu Jiang took out a stack of white paper and a pen from his backpack and drew them according to some patterns in ancient books.

After Wu Jiang finished drawing the twelve patterns and distributed them to everyone in turn, he asked the others to find the corresponding stone strips on the edge of the grass according to the patterns drawn on the paper, and then sit cross-legged, keeping quiet and not moving at will.

[Need their help too?]

The other twelve people led by the yellow-haired man hesitated for a moment, and they all focused their eyes on the yellow-haired man's body, watching his actions, intending to follow him.

The yellow-haired man carefully recalled the operation steps he had seen, but he didn't think of anything wrong, so he waved his hand impatiently and dispersed the crowd, turning around and going to the edge of the grass to find the pattern corresponding to the paper in his hand.

Seeing this, the others also suppressed their doubts, scattered, and went to find their own positions, and then found a comfortable position, maintained a cross-legged way, sat firmly, kept quiet, and waited for Wu Jiang's next move.

Twelve people, including the yellow-haired man, sat cross-legged, and after Wu Jiang saw that there was no problem with his posture one by one, he turned to face the green wooden statue in the center of the meadow.

Raise your right hand with your palm up and spread it out in front of your eyes.

After a closer look, Wu Jiang saw that his palm had been scarred, and there was no blood flowing out, he stared at his pale right hand for a few seconds, frowned, changed his left hand, sandwiched the book under his ribs, took out his right hand and pulled out the dagger tied to his leg, and slashed it fiercely in the palm of his left hand.

A deep wound that could be seen appeared on the palm of Wu Jiang's left hand, and in the midst of the blood rushing, Wu Jiang smiled, enjoyed the tingling pain, calmly dropped the dagger, took out the book sandwiched under the armpit, and then slowly pressed it to the green wooden statue with the broken palm.

Dripping blood splattered on the green grass and statues, blackened by the green.

The black-red blood stains dripped from blades of grass to the dark green wooden statue, and finally disappeared under a white palm pressed against the waist of the wooden statue.

The position of the palm of the hand is just the round accessory on the waist of the woodcarved old man, just like the seed of the turnip that opened the dungeon in front, and the statue held by Wu Jiang's left hand at this moment is also absorbing his blood.

With the loss of blood, the paleness gradually covered Wu Jiang's body surface, but he was very happy to grit his teeth and insist.

In the hoarse laughter, Wu Jiang poured tears from his eyes like a child, and when his eyes couldn't contain it, he gathered into a line to draw tears on his dead white face.

Seeing these crazy actions, the twelve people including the yellow-haired man sitting around felt that Wu Jiang had gone crazy, and Wu Jiang's abnormal behavior made them very worried.

Worried about the task...... I also worry about the safety of myself and others.

Wu Jiang's hoarse laughter resounded in the underground cavern, gradually sharpening with the change of time, and when the shrill laughter rose to a shrill treble similar to a fingernail scraping over a blackboard, it slowly retreated and weakened from the peak of the vocal range.

Finally, when the weak sound was about to dissipate, the people who covered their ears saw the "sound source" standing next to the statue collapse limply, and with the fall of Wu Jiang, the strange laughter repeatedly superimposed by the echoes in the cave also stopped abruptly.

But before the yellow-haired man could settle down, the twelve people sitting cross-legged found that in the cave, the plants covering the ground began to turn "green".

Tender green becomes dark green, and grass green becomes dark green.

One by one, the sunshine plants have become abyssal spirits, and darkness has become the theme, and the depths cover the earth.