Chapter 7: The Legend of the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains
Under the old locust tree outside Baichuan City, Zhang Lingdextrous took the white silk and prepared to hang himself, looking like he had nothing to love.
It's hellish difficulty at the beginning, and this game can't be played.
"Master, I'm sorry for not being able to fulfill your last wish. ”
"But Master, you can't blame the dexterity, it's all the bad guys who get in the way and keep stumbling on the dexterity, so that you end up where you are now. ”
"Now that dexterity is about to hang himself, the bad guys still look like they don't care about themselves. ”
Jiang Luoyang sat calmly on the side and took out his book as if nothing had happened, and opened it: "You wait for death, the deity will study it first." ”
"Jiang Luoyang!" Zhang Lingdexterity gritted his teeth anxiously, and when he threw away Bai Aya, he was about to rush up to find Jiang Luoyang desperately.
"Brush~"
Jiang Luoyang suddenly took out a piece of paper.
"What is this?" Zhang Lingdexterity stopped in front of Jiang Luoyang, looked at the paper in Jiang Luoyang's hand, and asked suspiciously.
Jiang Luoyang didn't speak, as soon as the hand holding the paper was released, the paper fell.
Zhang Lingqiao hurriedly grabbed it and brought it to his eyes to watch: "The design drawings of the main hall?"
After Zhang Lingqiao finished speaking, he glanced at Jiang Luoyang, and when he saw that Jiang Luoyang didn't speak, he turned his gaze back to the paper: "Build the hall according to the steps and requirements on the drawings, and you will get unexpected surprises after completion?"
"You wrote to fool me?" Zhang Lingqiao looked at Jiang Luoyang with a suspicious expression.
Jiang Luoyang didn't speak, raised his head and squinted at the sun, dusk had arrived, the sun was setting, and the night was coming.
However, they have just left Baichuan City now......
It is about 200 miles away from the stationing place of the gate......
"The deity is going back to the city for one night. Jiang Luoyang felt that this strange world was a bit dangerous, and it was better not to sleep in the wilderness at night.
"Smack~!"
Zhang Lingqiao didn't know when he appeared behind Jiang Luoyang, grabbed the wheelchair in one hand and pushed it in the direction of the setting sun, and said: "What are you going back? As a martial artist, I should take the sky as the quilt and the earth as the seat, so what are you pampered for?"
"Besides, the guest house doesn't cost anything?"
Jiang Luoyang: "......"
......
Zhang Lingqiao's 'choice' this time is stationed in a place called Wanfu Mountain two hundred miles east of Baichuan City, according to the residents of Baichuan City to Wanfu Mountain, this is a very terrifying mountain.
The reason for the horror is that there is no living thing on this mountain of ten thousand burials.
The living creatures mentioned here are not only moving, but also all living things in the world, including flowers, plants, and trees.
These are not in the Ten Thousand Burial Mountain!
On the Ten Thousand Burial Mountain, there is only barren land, gravel.
As for why, no one has been able to give an answer so far, everyone only knows that there were once warriors who did not believe in evil and tried to establish a sect on the Ten Thousand Burial Mountain, and used tens of thousands of people to go up the mountain to build a house hall, but on a full moon night of the fifteenth, everyone disappeared.
Since then, Wanfu Mountain has become the strangest and most dangerous place in the entire Baichuan City.
Every fifteenth full moon night, no one, or flower or tree can survive on the Ten Thousand Burial Mountain.
This is also the reason why Zhang Lingqiao wanted to hang herself, as she has been living near Baichuan City, how could she not know the legend of Wanfu Mountain.
In fact, then again, Jiang Luoyang also regretted it a little.
Looking at Zhang Lingqiao, who was curled up under the tree and fell asleep, Jiang Luoyang sighed in his heart.
"It's really stubborn. ”
Knowing that Wanfu Mountain is not a good place, Zhang Lingqiao did not give up because of this, because the sect station can only be selected once, and giving up means giving up the opportunity to establish the sect, and if you want to choose the station again, you must wait until the next year and go again according to the process.
Jiang Luoyang didn't know what Zhang Lingqiao thought, but Zhang Lingqiao's approach made him feel a little admired.
At least this kind of spirit of sending death, Jiang Luoyang can't do it.
"Goo~"
The nightingale began to call out of nowhere, and there seemed to be a sound in the silent night.
"Crackle~Crackle~~"
The dry wood in the campfire also wanted to join in the excitement, constantly crackling, and the brook not far away was not to be outdone, 'clattering' to meet the nightingale's chirping.
Zhang Ling, who was curled up under the tree, kicked his legs and muttered, as if complaining that the sudden sound had disturbed her dreams.
Jiang Luoyang glanced up at the sky, and the moon tonight was exceptionally bright and round.
It's a great chance to escape!
He has never been to Wanfu Mountain, but everything has never come out of nowhere, since the legend of Wanfu Mountain has not been broken, then it is better to believe it or not.
Now that his eighty-one divine apertures have been destroyed, and his cultivation has been exhausted, he can't do risky things.
Walking! is the best policy.
It's just that......
Jiang Luoyang retracted his gaze, took out the evil book from his sleeve, turned it to the latest page, and looked at the latest tasks on it, and it was a little difficult to choose.
The reward for the new quest is another bottle of repair elixir, which he wants, but the quest requires Zhang Lingdex to establish a sect before he has a chance to complete it.
If he is gone now, the mission may never be completed again.
In that case, you won't be able to get the Repair Ilo.
Thinking of this, Jiang Luoyang took out the repair spirit liquid that was rewarded to him by the first task from his sleeve.
The whole bottle is white, clear and translucent, and you can clearly see the spiritual liquid in the bottle.
He hadn't had time to drink the repair spirit liquid after he got it, so Jiang Luoyang still maintained a certain degree of doubt about the efficacy of the repair spirit liquid.
"If it works, it's a good bet. ”
Jiang Luoyang stared at the repair spirit liquid in the bottle and slowly opened the cap.
The nightingale's cry had disappeared at some point, even the sound of the campfire had ceased, and suddenly there was a terrible silence in the air.
Jiang Luoyang's hand on the bottle cap suddenly paused, twisted his neck slightly stiffly, and looked at the bonfire between him and Zhang Lingdex.
Silence! Deathly quiet.
Jiang Luoyang had a look of horror in his eyes, and looked at the bonfire in front of him in disbelief.
The campfire is still!
Even the flames don't move!
Jiang Luoyang even saw the spark foam that flew out stop in mid-air like this, refusing to fall for a long time!
Suddenly, Jiang Luoyang's whole person's expression tensed, and he swept around.
This is a wilderness, thirty miles east of Baichuan City, about one hundred and seventy miles away from Wanfu Mountain.
Empty!
"The wind is silent, the nightingale is silent, the bonfire is still, the water is silent. Jiang Luoyang muttered in a low voice, frowned, turned his head to look at Zhang Lingqiao lying under the tree, and found that there was no ups and downs on her body.
Jiang Luoyang bent down to pick up a stone on the ground and placed it across his chest, palms facing down, palms open.
The stone that left the palm of the hand did not fall, it lay there silently, motionless.
"Is the space still......" Jiang Luoyang looked at the stones that stopped in front of him but did not fall, slightly shocked.
"But why is the deity unaffected?" Perhaps thinking of something, Jiang Luoyang's gaze left the stone and slowly looked towards the sky.
The deep sky, a round full of high hanging, the bright moon is shining.