Where Taoran Village was originally located.

The whole village was gone, and only a turtle-shaped pit remained.

Ximenqing stood in place dumbfounded, speechless for a long time, and the shock in his heart was beyond words.

"The legend turned out to be true......

"The turtle is still alive......"

Muttering to himself, his hands clenched into fists unwillingly, his knuckles penetrating his kucks, and his palms turned pale.

The middle-aged man in black behind him, with his left arm hanging low, and his left hand wrapped with white gauze, was obviously not shallowly injured, and his face was hideous, and he was also extremely unwilling.

There were heavy casualties, and along the way, only the two of them were left among the sixteen people, but they didn't even see the shadow of the treasure, and the basket and water were empty.

"Childe, if you can run, the monk can't run the temple, as long as the remnants of the gang are still alive, there will always be a chance to find them. This place is too dangerous to stay for long, so it is advisable to return quickly. ”

At this moment, the great changes in the mountain have not ended, and the way back is even more difficult, and the middle-aged man in black has no longer the idea of surviving in his heart, and only hopes to help Ximenqing get out alive.

"No more chances......"

Ximenqing's originally cold face was even more gloomy at the moment, like dark clouds blocking the sun.

"The revival of the aura is accelerating, and even if you get that thing in the future, it won't be of much value. Besides, that old turtle is not something we can deal with, and the only way to do this is to try our luck in immortality. ”

Yin Owl's eyes have become sharp again, after all, he is a superior who has been in control of the overall situation for a long time, and his control of emotions is still very profound.

Quickly adjust your emotions, make trade-offs immediately, and strengthen your determination, which is very human.

This operation was originally decided in a hurry, the personnel were not fully equipped, and the element of luck already existed, but this change came too suddenly.

He didn't care about the loss of personnel at all, some of the Ximen family were warriors, but how to return became a big problem.

Now, only the two of them remained, and the middle-aged man was injured.

However, it is not safe to stay here.

"That's it, it's cheap bastard this time! Uncle Zhong, go!"

Just go, without dragging the mud and water.

"Childe, Qing Rebellion is too terrible to endure, that woman has never uttered half a word until she dies, she is by no means a simple person. And he went deep into the Demon Mountain, collected strange stones, and didn't even ask about those 'fairy fate', he would definitely be a demon if he acted abnormally! It is better to make ......a decision as soon as possible."

Uncle Zhong is already on his deathbed, and with the current situation, it is impossible for him to get out alive.

The only hateful thing is that he failed to get rid of that hateful mongrel for his son.

"Don't worry, he can't escape the palm of my son. Even if you have the Immortal Cultivation Treasure Body, how can this son give you time to grow, hmph! Speaking of which, that woman's taste is not bad, but it's a pity......"

Licking his thin lips, Ximen Qing felt a little regretful, but in a blink of an eye, he threw away this wisp of thought.

......

Sure enough, the road back was even more difficult than when I came.

Everywhere he passed, the mountains became taller, and the canyons widened, but fortunately, along the way, the beasts had already been killed by Yang Lin, and the rest had already been avoided.

The rocks rolled down at any time, and they almost hit Ximenqing several times, but fortunately, although Uncle Zhong had one arm and half useless, the strength of the power realm was still there, and he could always resist it in time.

It's just that the strength of one person is limited after all, and he doesn't have a magic weapon like a machete, and a fairly good sword has been broken in half.

Fortunately, the movement of the mountain has gradually stopped, but local shaking still occurs occasionally.

Thundered!

A pile of large and small rocks, covering the sky and the sun, rolled down from the tops of the mountains on both sides, and smashed straight at the two of them.

This place was originally a mountain crevice, which did not allow them to move around, and there was no way to dodge forward and backward.

"Ah!

Uncle Zhong shouted, his left arm barely clamped Ximen Qing, and his right hand slashed half of the broken sword, constantly hitting the falling stones.

But there are so many rocks falling from the sky, and where can they be shot down one by one, and he is still moving fast, he can only open the big stones, and the scattered small stones continue to fall on the two of them like flying locusts, and the poor Ximen Qing, who thinks he has a little white face, is smashed out of the back of his head.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a two-zhang boulder, in the dense group of rubble, hid the assault.

By the time Uncle Zhong found out, it was already a catastrophe, and there was no room for him to react again.

"Childe, take care all the way!

Sou!

Throwing away the sword in his right hand, he grabbed Ximenqing over, and looked at the relatively sparse path of falling rocks, Uncle Zhong tried his best to pull Ximenqing out, and he couldn't care about anything else.

As soon as he finished this action, the boulder above his head was already in place.

A real catastrophe.

Burst!

Pitiful, the dignified power realm is strong, and he has no power to resist, so he didn't even bother to snort, and turned into meat paste.

In an instant, the rubble that rained down buried Uncle Zhong forever.

Until death, his eyes were nervously watching Ximenqing, but at the last moment, he saw that Ximenqing finally passed out of the danger zone.

A smile froze forever on his deformed face.

If a confidant dies, when he is in danger, he will report to the master's family when he dies.

It's loyalty.

......

Uncle Zhong's death seems to have moved Fu Demon Mountain.

Since then, the entire Demon Mountain has gradually become quiet, and even some changes have quickly stopped.

Ximen Qing sighed with emotion, for a servant like Uncle Zhong, any master will be reluctant, such a person is their life.

Especially, in such a dangerous scenario.

The rest of the road can only be on his own.

Ximen Qing himself is a master of the second layer of qi refining, and he has no problem dealing with some ordinary crises.

Qi refining is the last weight of building the body.

The ninth layer of the Pranayama Realm, after breaking through, is the first layer of Qi refining.

After refining the nine layers of qi, the body can be completed. From then on, you can concentrate on another great realm: the power realm.

The second layer of gas refining has a strength of 20,000 catties.

The so-called refining of qi is to control the power with qi, which is higher than the power of breath, and it is not the same as gathering force with force.

There is a saying in the rivers and lakes: once you enter the world of refining qi, you will go down.

In other words, Qi refining martial artists, placed in the entire Xuantian Empire, can be called masters.

"There is no power to slay the dragon, but it's a pity that God doesn't bless this son! Otherwise, that bastard has become a ghost under the sword at this moment......"

Returning empty-handed, losing troops and losing generals, a sudden change made his good move completely a dead end, and the closer he got out of the mountain, the deeper the resentment against Ximen Qing in his heart.

It's a pity that at this moment, the mongrel may have withdrawn to the county seat long ago.

On the contrary, it was himself who was deceived into the Demon Mountain.

Now that he thinks about it, he's 100% sure that he's been overshadowed by that bastard.

The undercover agent sent before must have already defected, otherwise how could he have passed on the whereabouts of his treasure just at the time of the great change in this Demon Mountain.

The more Ximen Qing thought about it, the more angry he became.

Just this morning, on a silver line, the bastard was still respectful to him.

"Big brother, little brother has found a stunning beauty for you again, with a boudoir name, called Jin Lian, in Qinghe County, ......"

"Big brother, little brother knows that you like bamboo, so I deliberately went into the mountains to find several different species......

"Big brother, this Fu Demon Mountain is quiet and elegant, it is really a foolish brother who has never seen it in his life, thank you eldest brother for arranging such a treasure land to foolish brother......"

“......”

Ximenqing hesitated at the time, seeing that the bastard was so flattering to himself, since ancient times, the wealth was moving, and the other party did what he liked, so he decided to delay for half a day before he started.

Unfortunately, the clues to the treasure were soon obtained......

"I'm afraid, even if there is no accident in this Demon Mountain, that bastard will not let me get out alive......"

At the last moment of leaving the mountain, Ximen Qing finally figured it out: he was in a trick.

......

"Great, great, you can figure it out! great, great, woo woo......"

Ximen Qing was stunned, is he hallucinating?

Aren't all your own people dead?

As soon as you get out of the mountain, how can someone be so excited to greet you?

In front of him was a middle-aged man, dressed in tatters, who seemed to have just come out of the mountains.

Who is this? I don't seem to have seen it before.

"Who are you? But the third prince sent you?"

Ximenqing quickly stabilized his mind and made a plan, while clenching the sword in his hand and secretly guarding.

"Eldest prince, it's great that you're not dead, you're still alive, God bless, woo woo ......"

The middle-aged man, a huge person, cried like a child, crying to the point of excitement, and directly wiped his tears and snot with his sleeves.

This person's behavior seemed to be seeing a close relative, which made Ximenqing's thoughts a little uncertain for a while.

“...... Woo woo! Big boy, as soon as the villain learned of the bastard's tricks, he wanted to go into the mountain to rescue the son, but ...... Whining...... But this mountain has also fallen into the bastard's scheme, and it keeps growing...... Whining...... The villain was almost eaten by a tiger......"

Ximen Qing frowned secretly, but he remained silent and continued to listen.

“...... Woo woo! Childe, the villain is a family of ten miles outside Qinghe County, last year he was helped by the eldest son, saved the life of the old lady, the villain remembered it, woo woo ......"

“...... Since being recruited by that bastard, he has been letting the villain go in and out to pick up stones day and night......"

“...... Once, the villain occasionally heard that the mongrel was plotting against the child, how could the villain not repay the favor, and kept paying attention to it, and it was not until yesterday that he found out about his plot......"

“...... Whining...... The villain is guilty! I found a treasure of strange stones from the sky, but it was taken away by the bastard...... It is said that it was the material from which the ancient immortals fired the elixir......"

“...... Right now, the bastard is guarding the treasure by himself, and even the people around him have been sent away...... It's a pity that Childe is only one person left......"

"Childe, the villain will escort you back, and the treasure will be taken back in the future......"

This person is naturally Lao Wang, Wang Zhe.

After getting Yang Lin's orders, he has been guarding the only way out of the mountain, and he has already scrutinized these words in his heart for two or three hours.

By this time, it was approaching evening.

Ximenqing asked the middle-aged man in front of him again, many details, after the trial, he felt that the other party was indeed a person from Shilizhuang, and Ximenqing did have some impressions of his old lady.

As a superior person, it is naturally necessary to learn to buy people's hearts.

Moreover, what Lao Wang said was exactly what he thought along the way, completely consistent, and it was even more nose and eyes.

......

I thought about it for a long time.

Ximen Qing has made a decision in his heart.

"Hmph, God really helps me! I lost my loyal uncle and met a righteous man again!"

"Lao Wang, lead the way, this son will help you regain the treasure!"