When we began to understand this teacher Zhang Jie in depth, everyone found out that this Kunlun expert, the organizer and leader of the scientific expedition team, actually had many unknown secrets.

This information on its own may not seem like much, but upon closer inspection, it turns out all sorts of oddities and awkwardness.

Tang Dao then asked some more, but Inspector Xie didn't know much, after all, she had limited time to contact Teacher Zhang Jie, and she started when she took over the project.

But where can we do it at this time?

Captain Peng maintained some doubts about Tang Dao's judgment, but he also knew that the current situation was a little embarrassing, after all, Teacher Zhang Jie fled inexplicably, putting us in a situation where we couldn't advance or retreat.

What's next?

Ahead is the foggy and dangerous Hell Yae Cold Realm, and behind us there are unknown pursuers, what should we do at this moment?

This is the problem that we need to face seriously.

Tang Dao looked at Captain Peng and said What the informant said, you should know, now that Teacher Zhang Jie is nowhere to be found, we can only rely on our own strength to find out.

Ma Yiao also nodded and said, "Yes, Captain Peng, at this time, you still have something to hide from us, I'm afraid everyone really doesn't know what to do." ”

After Captain Peng and Inspector Xie made eye contact, he said: "Indeed, I have a brief record here, and after the investigation and research of a group of experts, I finally came up with a sketch - the Eight Cold Realms of Hell are in line with the Eight Cold Hells in Buddhist legends, these Eight Cold Hells are Blistered Hell, Blister Cracked Hell, Tight Tooth Hell, Jiu Jiu Hell, Huhu Hell, Split Like Blue Lotus Hell, Split Like Red Lotus Hell, Split Like Big Red Lotus Hell, and the White Tiger Secret Realm should be in the Split Like Red Lotus Hell. ”

He pulled a piece of paper out of his bosom and spread it out.

Everyone gathered around, someone used a strong flashlight to shine, I saw a very rough outline of the map, this thing looked like a child drawing, the brushwork is simple, but after looking closely, I was shocked to find that whether it is the suspended single bridge we have experienced, or the ghost willow forest, or the stream that makes people freeze into ice in an instant, and the ruins of the Danfang we are in at the moment, there are marks on it.

In addition to these places, the entire map is divided into many areas, which are the places that Captain Peng mentioned just now, that is, the names of the eight hells.

I looked carefully, and Ma Yiao asked: "This Hell Eightfold Cold Realm is a place that already existed in ancient times, and Buddhism only came over during the Eastern Han Dynasty, why does the name of this place use the term Buddhism?" ”

Captain Napeng said: "Indeed, the name here does not follow the name that has been lost in the ancient flood period, but was re-established later, and it is said that this is also the name of the White Tiger when he set up his mansion here - the White Tiger is proficient in Buddhism, and it is said that he once went to Tianzhu ......"

He patiently explained to Ma Yiao, while my attention was on the so-called "Cracked Red Lotus Hell", and found that from where we were, it would take three places to rush to the Split Red Lotus Hell.

The first is blistering hell.

The second is the hell of tight teeth.

The third is Huhu Hell.

Because this map is based on the result of text visualization, the control of distance is not accurate, only some major landmarks are noted, and as for the range and distance, it is drawn very randomly, making it difficult to figure out the specific situation.

I patiently jot down all the information on the diagram while the rest of the people took the time to look at it.

Ma Yiao saw it very quickly, and after he probably saw it, he stood up and began to come to the alchemy Ding furnace, climbed up, removed the lid of the Ding furnace, and shone it inside with a flashlight.

I was almost done, so I walked over and asked, "What's in there?" ”

Ma Yiao said that there were some residues, but time had passed too long, and it had become one with this stove.

I knocked on the edge of the stove and asked, "What kind of material is this?" ”

Ma Yiao touched it and said: "It may be bronze, or it may be meteoric iron or something, anyway, the ancient forging and smelting technology is limited, even in the ancient period of the flood famine, which was spread to be superb." ”

I stroked the furnace, felt the cold of the metal, and my mind moved, and said, "What kind of thing is Ugin?" ”

When Ma Yiao heard my words, he was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Do you think this thing is likely to be Ugin?" ”

I laughed and said that it was just a brainstorm, how could it be so easy to get?

Ma Yiao said: "Ugin is soft, like gold, but softer, black as ink, and you can feel that there is an active gathering of power inside, it is said to be metal, but it is more like clay, so the material of this Ding furnace should not be Ugin - however, this thing looks very precious, if possible, bring it back to study and study, maybe it can have something to say." ”

I said it was too big.

Ma Yiao thought about it and jumped off the inside of the Ding furnace, and then I heard him banging inside, and couldn't help shouting: "What are you doing?" ”

Ma Yiao said wait, I'll get something.

I saw that he didn't stop, I guess I had to get it, so I walked to the ruins not far away, and saw some jade bottles scattered on the ground, leaning over to pick them up, thinking that there should be some pills left over from ancient times.

But the ideal is plump, but the reality is skinny, these are empty bottles, and there is nothing in them.

Although this Hell Eightfold Cold Realm is extremely dangerous, it is not that no one has ever been here, not to mention anything else, the reason why the White Tiger Secret Realm exists here is that the ancient sage called the White Tiger has set up camp here, and it is much later than the Kunlun Immortals in the ancient period, not to mention the people we don't know.

So many people come and go, it's like a grate combed here, how can there be anything cheap for us to get?

However, as the so-called "thieves don't fall short", they are coming, where can I leave empty-handed, so I also picked out some bottles that looked good jade and put them in the gossip bag.

I picked out a dozen relatively complete jade bottles here, and Ma Yiao also climbed out, he held a dozen pieces of dried old mud in his hand, handed it to me, saying that the metal can't be scraped off, but these things, it seems to be the residue of alchemy, I felt it, full of aura, but not sure what the specific ingredients are, I picked out a little bit, took it first, turned around and went out, and had the opportunity to find a laboratory to check the ingredients.

Yes, I also said that I "don't fall into thin air", and Ma Yiao didn't even let go of the old mud underneath.

The two of us really smell the same.

I collected the old mud of the Ding furnace, and here Captain Peng and others also discussed a rough idea, walked over, and said to me and Ma Yiao: "Although Teacher Zhang Jie is nowhere to be seen now, but now, we have no way to retreat, only forward, what do you think?" ”

Ma Yiao said: "You are the captain, we naturally obey your command and arrangement. ”

In the past, Captain Peng was wary of me and Ma Yiao, but because of our excellent performance along the way and the repeated losses of his own men, he had to pay attention to us.

After making sure that we had no opinion, Captain Peng said, "Okay, let's continue to go." ”

The group continued to march, climbed over the ruins of the Danfang, and set off looking at the destination on the map.

Before leaving, I also took a special look at Huang Xueer, and found that his whole body had been burned into a charred-like dried corpse, and he died in great pain.

Looking at him, I felt a little sad in my heart.

I didn't have a very good impression of him before, especially when he threatened Ma Yiao loudly and asked Ma Yiao to cooperate with scientific research, even more so, and even chatted with Ma Yiao about the black hand halfway, but now I see that he really died here, and I am inexplicably a little sad.

This is probably "the tragedy of the rabbit and the fox".

After all, in a place like this, no one can pat their chests and guarantee that they will survive.

Perhaps, I may also be like him, lying down in the eightfold cold realm of hell with an ugly death, and then incarnating as one of the white bones of this earth.

So my sadness is not because of him, but because of my confusion about my fate.

Everyone continued to move forward, because of the successive personnel losses, and because of the departure of Teacher Zhang Jie and the uncertainty of the future, the atmosphere in the team became more and more dull, no one spoke, just walked silently, and carefully looked around, guarding against any danger.

The little monk was holding the demon pestle in his hand high all the way, which not only made those black aura flying in the wind unapproachable, but also brought us a little warmth.

He's like a beacon.

In this case, the further we go inside, the more obvious it becomes, and those black breaths are like living and conscious, like shadows, always following us, flying wantonly, showing teeth and claws, but it is terrifying to look at.

It's hard to imagine what the team would have become without the blessing of the ancient Buddha relics in the hands of the little monk.

It's just that Teacher Zhang, who left in a hurry, why is she not afraid of this?

As soon as I thought of this, my heart was very puzzled, and almost half an hour later, after turning over a ridge again, in front of us, there was a large desolate ancient battlefield, on which, there were far more numerous white bones than the previous Danfang, and the traces left by countless giant beasts, and in addition, I actually saw some dried corpses that had not rotted for thousands of years in the white bones.

Those were all humanoids.

I was struck by the size of the ancient battlefield, and at that moment, there was a strange sound of footsteps behind us.

And whirring wheezing.

When I looked back, I was shocked and frightened.

Huang Xueer, who originally died on the side of the Danfang, actually dragged his heavy steps and walked slowly towards us.

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