The stone stairs up the mountain were crowded, so in order to avoid problems with order caused by scrambling for the first place, the Heavenly Master Cave sent two Taoist priests to stare at the only exit. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Naturally, the Wheel King and I were lazy and time-consuming, and we went down to the bottom of the mountain first.

At the foot of the mountain was the waterfall that we had passed through, and there stood two old Taoist priests with serious faces, and when they saw us taking the lead, they stopped their hands in front of us and asked, "Where is the Taoist temple?" ”

"Liujiacun, Liu Boguan" I had already prepared, cleared my throat, and replied confidently.

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the two old Taoist priests, but they were quickly erased by the blandness, and at the same time nodded, took out two yellow talismans from their bags and handed them to me and the Wheel King, saying: "Take this yellow talisman through the waterfall to reach the jungle canyon, everything must be careful."

With that, the two waved their hands impatiently.

"Wait-" I was just about to step in, when something suddenly came back to my mind, and I asked the old Taoist priest, "...... the thousand 'Taoist things'?" ”

"I have been sent to the canyon," the old Taoist priest said indifferently.

I nodded, handed the Wheel King a talisman, and went down the waterfall with him.

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With the sound of gurgling water, we stepped over the waterfall in a few steps, completely different from the way we came, and we were greeted by a completely new view.

As far as the eye can see, the large green forest is like an ocean, connected into one piece, and there is no end in sight.

The gloomy and bleak sunlight shrouded this strange forest, reflecting our shadows on the ground and looking crooked.

The jungle was so quiet that everything seemed to be sleeping in the fear of death, and under the towering trees, the aerial roots from the trunks and branches of the trees pierced into the soil beneath their feet from mid-air, and over the years they became the thick pillars of the canopy, which looked like the muscles of a man without blood-colored muscles.

Some of the air roots are entangled in other trees, the longer and thicker, the longer and wider, all of them are connected to each other, and the attached trees are hanged, forming a unique strangulation phenomenon, which makes people quite afraid to watch.

The roots of the ground crisscrossed like dragons, with ferns, lichens, mosses, and unnamed flowers, are also unique to the entrance of this jungle.

But no matter how bright the appearance of the jungle is, it can't change the gloomy feeling revealed in the dark, according to Xu Changtian, there are very few disciples of the Heavenly Master Cave here, and it can be regarded as a place isolated from the outside world, sparsely populated, and the danger is unknown.

Similar to this kind of jungle that exists under the wetlands around the mountains, there is a chance that there will be swamps, and the forests are densely packed together to resist the light, so once you enter, you may face all the monsters hidden in the shadows.

Neither I nor the Wheel King are very greedy for life and afraid of death, not to mention that he is still a Hades, so naturally he will not have stage fright because of the difficulties in front of him (it seems that this puja is nothing to him), so I exchanged glances with him, and before everyone else, I officially stepped into this gloomy jungle.

The jungle is only dappled with sparse light shining through the foliage of the trees, making the jungle particularly mysterious, filled with an erratic fog, and surprisingly quiet, as if no life could survive here.

Since it was already approaching dusk and the setting sun was blocked by the mountains, it was estimated that it would not be long before the light covering the trees would disappear completely.

And the jungle in the dark is the most dangerous place.

Xu Changtian is right, there are no roads here that people can walk normally, they are all congested trunk roads, which are very narrow, and you have to turn sideways from time to time to pass safely.

The sound of the wind came from the top of the tall tree, and the branches shook and made a slow rustling sound, causing a shiver and goosebumps every time it blew over the touch.

"Let's go in," the Wheel King said softly, adding a step, and the figure gradually blended into the jungle.

I swallowed, and it seemed like he sensed something.

Without dwelling too long, I became on guard and kept up with him little by little.

If I had to say it accurately, it was a primeval forest, with few bushes, all towering trees, crisscrossed with branches, and their outstretched branches covered the top of the head.

In the middle of my journey, a huge camphor tree suddenly appeared in front of me and blocked me, its bark was dark green, its thick and strange branches were like coiling dragons, and in some places above the bark there were faint drag marks caused by something unknown.

These drag marks are like the traces left by a giant python crawling over, and I am very curious to look forward.

As expected, the rows of stout trees in front of them were the same, and the marks were even more obvious.

"Whew-"

As I was thinking, I didn't notice that the sky had begun to darken, and as night came, the temperature gradually decreased, and the howls of wild beasts could be heard all around, and owls seemed to hang upside down in the trees, and began to hunt at night.

"Hadron-!!"

At this time, there was a sudden shout from the Wheel King not far ahead, and I tightened my body, held the dust hard, and rushed towards the figure of the Wheel King with a corner exposed.

As I got closer to him, I felt a sense of oppression above my head, and I couldn't help but look up, the Wheel King had turned into the true body of the Ten Halls Hades at some point, and the iconic black robe fluttered with the cold wind.

"What's going on?" I saw that he kept turning his head to look around, and his eyes were full of fear, so I asked.

"There's something nearby," the Wheel King gasped, "It's a monster that secretly attacked me earlier."

"Sneak attack?" My pupils shrank, we had just entered this jungle, and among the thousand monsters, there was already a sense of it?

"And it's not small," the Wheel King frowned tightly, and said, "I haven't left here yet, I will wipe it out with you, so as not to harm people when I enter the world."

I nodded, shook my head, and raised my spirit to the next level, the dust in my hand was held high above my head, back to back with the Wheel King, standing on top of this thick trunk, thinking about it.

"Whoosh-"

The sound of the leaves rubbing against each other abruptly rose in all directions, and the ears were almost full.

"It's coming!" The Wheel King roared lightly, stretched out his fingers and popped out a thick black line, and escaped into the darkness.

After a while, the sound of friction stopped abruptly, and a muffled snort came out, and I felt the sound of the wind in my ears, and at first glance, a sharp object as thin as a green arrow instantly appeared in front of my eyes, piercing the top of my head.