Chapter 20: The Dragon Kiln (3)
The atmosphere suddenly became very awkward, and I didn't know what to do, how to say it.
Suddenly, the sun was weak, gray clouds hung all over the sky, and a haze shrouded Dongming Mountain.
"Heavenly Master, you should go down the mountain as soon as possible, before the demon arrives." Liu Bo pulled out a sword from the package, a black scabbard, a swarthy spike.
"Heavenly Master?" Everyone looked at Mo Wuwen in surprise, he was a Heavenly Master, but it was really unexpected.
Wisps of gray smoke rose, the ground began to shake, and the gray mandrill brush jumped up from the soil with a knife, and the dust filled the dragon kiln.
Mo Wuwen quickly took out the porcelain piece from his bag, lifted it from the bottom up, and swiped down, ready to slash the demon sideways.
"Heavenly Master, go quickly, celadon can't play a role here, and you can't kill the demon." Liu Bo had already leapt in front of him with a horizontal sword.
"Old He, you run." When Mo Wuwen turned around, he saw the bloated Zhao Mingxuan rolling down the mountain with his hands and feet curled up into a ball, and He Tiankun also fled down the mountain with rolling and climbing, only the two brothers trembled with trembling legs, and still did not move, staring at the mandrill with stupid eyes.
Suddenly, the mandrill had been killed, and Mo Wuwen struggled to block the knife that slashed at the two brothers, and Liu Bo was fighting fiercely with the mandrill that came up with a block of ten.
Dodging the blade, Mo Wuwen, who was dodging everywhere, finally found an opportunity to take out the demon refining pot and aimed it at the mandrill, shouting, "You guys go to die." ”
However, at this time, the demon refining pot failed at a critical moment, and seeing that he couldn't avoid the sharp knives that struck like a hurricane, he already smelled a strong smell of death.
"Woo woo woo" raised the sky and roared, last night's monster fell from the sky, knocked down a mandrill with a slap with his right hand, and picked up another mandrill that rushed up with his left hand, and threw it ten meters away.
However, there are many enemies, and there are still mandrills that have dodged the attack of the monsters, and the knife is killed to the end, and the demon refining pot in his hand is cut impartially, only to see a snort, and the knife turns into a wisp of gray smoke and inhales the demon refining pot.
"Demon Refining Pot." The terrified mandrills fled, and the monsters bared their teeth and roared, and their hands fluttered wildly in pursuit.
"Heavenly Master, the passage of the Tiangang Pagoda is sealed by the Heavenly Master Fu, as long as we guard the dragon kiln until the new day, the demons will all die if they can't go back to the gray world, and the thousand-year-old scourge will no longer harm the world." Liu Bo's sword had been put away, and his eyes were still grim.
"How do you know the passage is blocked!" Mo Wuwen was shocked to see why Liu Bo knew his whereabouts well.
"Shunzi City is so big, just a little bit of a storm, everyone will know." Liu Bo picked up the most lame explanation, and it was also the most unbelievable explanation.
"It's only the fifth day of the new year today, and there is still so much time until the first day of the next month, how can we stay in the mountains all the time." Mo Wuwen thought to himself that if the little demon couldn't return to the gray realm as soon as he arrived, he would die, and he had to find a way to let him go back.
"Heavenly Master, go down the mountain, be careful along the way, the demon who cuts his teeth at you will still die after all." Liu Bo stood in front of the dragon kiln with his sword, motionless like a rock, and he was the protector of the dragon kiln at this time.
Mo Wuwen, whose heart calmed down a little, stood in the dragon kiln and looked around, how could the scene of Dongming Mountain be so similar to the Demon King's Mansion in the Gray Realm, could it really be another passage to the Gray Realm?
"Uncle Liu, Zhang Tianshi went to the gray realm from here back then?"
"Yes, Celestial Master."
"Where's the passage?"
"It's sealed, Zhang Tianshi used the Heavenly Master bottle to seal the mouth back then, if it is removed, then the Demon Shi Tianzun imprisoned under the demon well will escape, and then the whole world will be an abyss from which there will be no return."
"Then they came today to save the Demon Origin Heavenly Venerable?"
"For thousands of years, since the Demon Origin Heavenly Venerable was captured by the Heavenly Master, the Demon Realm has been looking for another opportunity to rescue him, but they have never been able to go up to the Dragon Kiln, but today they have come up..."Liu Bo let out a long sigh.
"I don't understand why."
"The dragon kiln has always been guarded by Dongming Divine Soldiers and Dongming Divine Beasts, and the demons can't come up."
"Are the Dongming Divine Soldiers those officers and soldiers you just met?" Mo Wuwen asked as he looked around for He Tiankun and their traces.
"Not only them, the officers and soldiers of Dongming Mountain in all ages can be Dongming Divine Soldiers, and it is the Dongming Divine Beast that has just repelled the mandrills."
"Uncle Liu, how can you guard the dragon kiln alone."
"Hehe, the ground is the bed, the sky is the quilt, my Uncle Liu has long been accustomed to sleeping in the open air, this little thing is difficult for me."
"But isn't the mandrill coming?"
"Heavenly Master, without your celadon to open the way, they can't come up."
"Oh." Mo Wuwen is in a dilemma, if the passage is opened, the demon Shi Tianzun will be born, absolutely impossible, but if it is not opened, the little demon will die.
The gray sky gradually dispersed, and the sun returned to Dongming Mountain.
"Then I'll go down the mountain first, and then go up the mountain in a few days." Mo Wuwen packed his luggage and left all the food and drink to Uncle Liu, thinking what to do with the big pile of luggage?
"Heavenly Master, the person who went up the mountain with you is a friend of that evil woman, so be careful."
"A wicked woman? It should refer to Shangguan Chiji. Mo Wuwen also wondered why there was Zhao Mingxuan on the mountain this time and not her.
Dingding, the phone rings.
While picking up his satchel and taking out his phone, he replied to Liu Bo, "Yes, yes." ”
"Where are you, Heavenly Master?" He Yukun still felt a little frightened on the other end of the phone.
"I'm still in the mountains, it's okay, I can't take it alone with so much luggage."
"Don't, Heavenly Master, hurry down, it seems that there are ghosts in front of you again, come and save us."
"Where are you?" Dongming Mountain is so big, finding them is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
"It's the place where I met a ghost yesterday, hurry, hurry up..."He Tiankun's voice became weaker and weaker.
On the way down the mountain, Mo Wuwen vaguely remembered the general direction, but He Yukun's mobile phone could no longer get through, and it was not easy to find them in the mountains.
The phone has a compass function, so the direction will not be wrong, but the downhill road is steep and steep, and there is a cliff on one side.
He cautiously stepped on the muddy i and walked down, shouting loudly, "Lao He, Lao He, Lao He." ”
The silent valley only echoed him, and no one responded, and beneath the cliff was an abyss that could not be seen.
The things he drank were left for Uncle Liu, and Mo Wuwen, who was a little thirsty, saw that there was a mountain spring not far away, put his mobile phone in his satchel and moved forward.
The spring water was clear and pure, like drinking nectar, and when he didn't hear it, he turned his face and looked into the distance.
"Impossible, impossible." Mo Wuwen shook his head, unable to believe it.
On the other side of the cliff, gray clouds are swirling, and the Demon King's Mansion like the Tower of Babel is faintly hidden in the clouds.
"How so?" Mo Wuwen walked forward to the edge of the cliff, wiped his eyes, and looked forward.
A strong wind struck Mo Wuwen's back hard, and he fell straight off the cliff.