Chapter 22: The Soul Stream
This damn guy!
The moment Nan Shanmu spoke, Mo Huan's face changed, he really sensed some problems from what he said just now, but it was useless to be anxious at this time, he could only hope that this arrogant young man in white would continue to despise himself. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Oh? The big secret? Let's hear it. ”
When the young man in white heard Nan Shanmu's words, he showed a slightly interested expression and stopped.
"Ye Shao, are you talking about it here?"
Nan Shanmu glanced at the other people in his company, his face was a little hesitant, in fact, after he found out about Mo Huan's cultivation, he thought of the dry up of the ghost pool, and after thinking about it a little, he thought of a lot of things.
For example, what family heirloom treasure is hidden on Mo Huan's body, or what inheritance he got from the ghost pool, but all in all, there must be a big secret on his body!
Originally, after discovering this matter, he wanted to keep it secret and force him to say it when he found an opportunity, but when he thought that the young man in white would use him as a pathfinder, it would be a matter of dying at any time.
"It's okay, you say it."
Seeing Nan Shanmu's expression, what was the young man in white thinking, he smiled disdainfully in his heart, but his face was still very calm.
"This ......"
Nan Shanmu also understood that for the big secret in his mouth, this young valley master was just a little interested, and he didn't care about it at all, if he hesitated again, he probably didn't even want to listen to it, so he immediately stopped thinking about it and said slowly:
"Ye Shao, here's the thing, you may not know, this Mo Huan was originally a waste with blocked meridians and innate inability to cultivate, at least, before he fell into the ghost pool, he still didn't have any cultivation on him, but now you see, it's only been a few days, and he has actually reached the Chaos Double Heaven! That's it, the ghost pool has existed in Qiyun Mountain for I don't know how many years, but as soon as he fell in, the ghost pool dried up, you say, ...... of this"
"It's funny."
The previous paragraph hadn't been able to arouse much interest from the young man in white, but when he heard the word Ghost Pool, his complexion also changed, since the establishment of Wind Leaf Valley, he has been exploring Ghost Pond constantly, but the result is not only that there is no gain, but he has lost a lot of profound cultivation power, which has always been the heart disease of Wind Leaf Valley.
Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!
The young man in white was still pondering, but Mo Huan suddenly clapped his hands a few times, looked at Nan Shanmu and sneered:
"The head of the Nanshan family has given you a good face to the second young man, this thickness doesn't even dare to compare with the walls of Qiyun City, Guitan? Lao Tzu greets your ancestors for eighteen generations, and you dare to pretend to this in front of Lao Tzu, really when Lao Tzu forgot who almost killed Lao Tzu?
You stinky and shameless, if it weren't for the last bit of backhand left by my Mo family, my bones would be able to be beaten as drums next year! As for the ghost pool drying up? If I had that ability, your Nanshan family would have been removed from Qiyun City a long time ago! No! I want to make the generations of your Nanshan women prostitutes, men...... Go sell ass too! ”
Mo Huan spitted as he spoke, his eyes seemed to be eager to crush Nanshan Wood's bones and ashes, scolding and scolding, and suddenly grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and smashed it into his face.
"You!"
Mo Huan's clever tongue is like a gun, scolding Nanshan Mu with red ears and red ears, and his eyes are round, but he doesn't know how to deal with it, after all, in Nanshan Mu's scolding dictionary, at most it is a simple word like a damn bastard waste, how can Mo Huan be so varied and endless.
"You what you! Do you have a baby without an asshole or do you have no asshole? ”
Mo Huan raised his middle finger and continued to scold, but the brows of the young man in white were furrowed, Mo Huan's scolding words were also refreshing his three views, and finally he couldn't help it, and shouted:
"Enough!"
After speaking, he turned to Nanshan Mu and said: "Whether it's the ghost pond or the secret that allows him to cultivate, it's not as important as Ben Shao's trip, take him, go, immediately!" ”
"I ...... Be! ”
Nanshanmu's face changed blue and red for a while, and then looked at Mo Huan's happy expression, the whole person was about to explode, but at this time, he suddenly noticed a trace of coldness in the eyes of the young man in white, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and nodded quickly.
"Don't get complacent too soon!"
Nanshanmu hated itchy, his hand pressed on Mo Huan's shoulder, pinched it hard, and then heard a snap, and actually crushed his shoulder bone, Mo Huan's face changed, and he couldn't help but scream in pain, but he found that he couldn't make a sound!
You've got a kind!
Mo Huan glanced at Nan Shanmu obliquely, and the killing intent in his heart was great, but at this time, he could only press this killing intent, clamp his tail and be a man, wait for the opportunity to escape, and then retaliate.
"Let's go!"
……
In the silent ancient woods, suddenly more than a dozen figures passed by, jumping from one tree to another at a very fast speed, and a few turned over and disappeared into the woods, and the white-clothed young man who took the lead took out a yellowed drawing from his arms from time to time, and after looking at it, he immediately put it away and continued to hurry.
"What are they going to do? How I feel that my surroundings are getting more and more wrong. ”
At this time, Mo Huan was being carried forward by Nanshan Mu like a cargo, of course, he didn't deliberately make it difficult for him to this point, but because Mo Huan's speed was too slow, Mo Huan didn't care about it, and now he was not in a hurry to find a way to escape, looking at the surrounding scenery, he could faintly feel that the purpose of this group of people was not simple.
Don't...... The blueprint in the hand of the Valley Lord of the Wind Leaf Valley is a treasure map?
Along the way, Mo Huan was paying attention to the young valley master of the Wind Leaf Valley, and naturally he also noticed the drawing in his hand, and began to guess in his heart.
If you want to say that there is the most in Qiyun Mountain except for demon beasts, that one is the ancient ruins, although some of these ruins have no value, some have long been hollowed out, and most of them are in danger or guarded by powerful demon beasts, but there are still a few low risk factors and the value of the inside is extremely high, once these ruins are excavated, the harvest is definitely beyond human imagination!
"So, they're trying to use me as a stepping stone."
Now Mo Huan understood why this Shaogu mainly brought himself, since he dared to come by himself, then obviously this ancient ruins are not too dangerous, but no matter what, the ancient ruins are ancient ruins, even if they are safe, they can't be careless at all, otherwise if they are not careful, they will die without a place to be buried.
And at this time, the value of a pathfinder stone is reflected!
"Humph! Want to use it? Let's see, don't be unable to eat mutton and make a fuss when the time comes! ”
Thinking about the purpose of the young valley master, Mo Huan was a little looking forward to it, if the single-round combat power, without the possession of ghosts and small stone mountains, he was the worst among the people present, but when it came to the means to save his life, Mo Huan believed that there were definitely not many people who could compare to him!
Pathfinder stones?
As long as he uses his flying ability and the ability of nothingness, the whole person is almost non-existent, and he will not kill these people when the time comes, not only that, but he also has the space inside the umbrella that can be used as a storage ring, if he finds any protection, he can also sweep it away in one step first, and let the young valley master cry!
"Stop!"
Just when Mo Huan was yy, the young valley lord suddenly stopped, and the others who followed him also stopped, Mo Huan woke up from **, looked up, and suddenly the whole person was stunned!
In front of him, there was a mountain that was so huge that it was difficult to describe in words, looking up, this mountain peak seemed to have no end, like a spear, straight into the sky, but what really made him unimaginable was that this towering mountain peak was like being split in half by a sharp sword, from the middle of the sword!
The cliffs on these two sides are as smooth as mirrors, and there is no grass on them, and there seems to be an incomparably powerful sword intent on the stone wall that can be seen, telling the earth-shattering ghosts and gods of that battle.
"Ye Shao, you brought us to the Soul Stream...... Could it be that this is the ancient ruins you are talking about? ”
Unlike Mo Huan's stunned, Nanshanmu seemed to have been here a long time ago, staring at the split path in the middle of the peak, revealing a solemn look.
"Soul Stream?"
When Mo Huan heard this, he felt a little familiar, and quickly searched for the memory of the deity, and then his face suddenly changed, but it was not worry, but joy!