Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Spirit Bead of the Island Tribulation (Part II)
The lower half of Wu Ming's body was stuck in the mud at the bottom of the pool, and his clothes were torn to shreds in the process just now, and he appeared naked in front of everyone.
Obviously, he didn't want to show himself like this. But things have come to this point, and we still have to face it.
He propped his body and pulled his lower body out of the sludge, but luckily someone didn't make much of a joke on him, at least his lower body clothes and pants were still there.
Everyone looked at Wu Ming and was stunned.
"Mountain spirit, anthropomorphism?"
Until now, they had mistaken Wu Ming for a mountain spirit, and they couldn't help but fall into deep thought when they looked at the sludge at the bottom of the pond that was several feet deep after it dried up.
Wu Ming's image shocked everyone, just because if an ordinary martial king-level demon beast opened up his spiritual wisdom, he would only spit out a few human words, even if the vast majority of martial arts level demon beasts were half-incarnated human bodies, that is, some parts of the body could not completely transform into human form.
"I once had the privilege of seeing a martial sect-level red old ginseng mountain spirit in the West Taihang Mountain Range, and its whiskers were the ginseng roots before they were transformed. ”
"That's right. The martial sect level transformation demon beast will leave some original defects to some extent, which is called, beast scar remains. ”
With this, let's look at Wu Ming. The latter is most likely a high-level martial sect-level mountain spirit.
And even more than that.
The current Wu Ming had obviously forgotten his current state, and his gaze swept over the crowd standing by the pool looking down on him.
The faces were familiar, clearly the same group he had met when he first entered here.
"Excuse me, are you the mountain spirit here?"
Just as Wu Ming was still thinking about why those people appeared here, and where he was in the Fallen Immortal Mansion now, he was interrupted by a familiar and soft voice.
He looked up in the direction of the voice, where the wonderful body, the stunning face, and the unchanging smile.
This one is still the same gentleness.
Wu Ming had a good impression of her.
"Clear the scales. ”
Wu Ming did not answer her words, but lowered his head and gently confided two words.
The word clear scales flowed into everyone's ears lightly, undoubtedly arousing everyone's vigilance again.
Why do you know her real name?
Could it be that the mountain spirits had already penetrated everyone when they entered this mountain range?
In fact, when Wu Ming first came in, he had already recognized everyone's names in that conversation, but these people definitely didn't know.
Perhaps because they were afraid of the strength of the mountain spirit, they did not interrogate anything again, but wanted to reconfirm on Wu Ming's body whether there were really no beast marks left.
"Where is this?"
"Qingheng Mountains, Taiheng Valley. ”
Wu Ming's eyes darkened unconsciously. He wanted to know the location of his location through the mouths of these people, and whether it was still within the range of the Fallen Immortal Mansion.
Both sides are slightly probing each other.
Through these words, Wu Ming once again confirmed his current situation, and he met the team that had not yet entered the cave.
Taiheng Peak, Wu Ming didn't know, he only knew that the location of the cave seemed to be on a cliff, and that was later, and he was told in that exchange.
Maybe this was the original timeline.
"Are you looking for the Wuzong Cave Mansion?"
"Listen to my advice, this is not a place for you to explore, little doll, where to go. ”
Pretend to be a mountain spirit, then act like a little.
If these people really find the entrance cave of the Wuzong Cave Mansion, then maybe everything that follows will be in line with the time when they just entered the Wuzong Cave Mansion, and the rest of the things are self-evident, death is accompanied by confusion, and maybe they will fall into that endless cycle again.
Wu Ming didn't show his kindness at will, he felt that if he brought these people, it might affect his purpose.
He wants to find the so-called carrier, the ancient dust heart. Let's ask clearly, what is the connection between this Fallen Immortal Mansion and the author of the Eater of the Realm?
In his eyes, the starting point may be good. But in this world, not everyone will understand.
"If we don't, we must find the entrance to the Wuzong Cave Mansion?"
Among the crowd, it was still He Shuyan who took the lead in standing up and provoking, he has always been arrogant, but he is not the reckless person.
"Then die. ”
The word death is very heavy, echoing in the hearts of many people.
How dare He Shuyan provoke a mountain spirit who might have the strength of a high-level martial sect like this?
But what happened next to He Shubrand made everyone marvel at his meticulousness.
"Death, not necessarily. At least you can't do it now. Your body is clearly covered with the black fragments from before, sandwiched in your flesh, which looks too abrupt. ”
"I originally thought that the black disc was a means for you to put out, but now it seems that if it is not bad, the black disc is running for you to kill you, and you can resist the attack of that fragment, and you are already exhausted. Now to be able to stand before us and speak is only a matter of tongue. ”
As He Shuzhuan spoke louder and louder, the whole sky echoed with his majestic voice, and he was taking advantage of the situation to suppress people.
Wu Ming didn't respond to He Shuyan's words, just stood there. At this moment, his pupils were about to be occupied by black, and there was no trace of white, empty and terrifying.
From time to time, a special picture appeared in his mind, which made Wu Ming's heart mixed and chaotic, and he let He Shuzhu's call for a while.
But the latter was really uninteresting, and called to the back, and even said something that he didn't like to hear.
"What a bullshit mountain spirit, it's clearly a ......"
He Shuyan's words were a little ugly for the other companions, but after all, they were still in the same array for the time being, and they all had to insist on waiting for him to finish scolding.
Under the stimulation of such words, Wu Ming finally regained his senses, and he raised his head again to look at this familiar face.
Although he had saved the man in front of him a few times in the future line, now that he thought that if he was taught a lesson here, he might be able to open up a new future.
"Noise. ”
Two words.
It exploded like thunder.
Everyone couldn't feel that Wu Mingyou had released a trace of spiritual power, not even a gust of spiritual wind, in this strange situation, only He Shuyan actually knelt down directly with a pop.
Not only that, within half a step around it, both the clouds in the sky and the soil on the ground were shifting downward at an obvious speed, on the other hand, He Shuyan was always on the same plane as everyone.
In other words, it is equivalent to He Shuyan floating in the air, and it is still a kneeling posture, how incredible the latter's expression is, he can't release the slightest spiritual power.
That kind of appearance is no different from a suspended dead thing, He Shuyan didn't even have a chance to resist, and he didn't even notice when others made a move, so he was subdued.
Wu Ming didn't move, really didn't move.
But who has such power here is self-evidently pointing to Wu Ming.
When He Shuyan said something very ugly, Wu Mingcai finally had a connection with the bead in his body.
That power comes from that bead.