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Then, You Su began to organize the monks to count the number of spirit stones and magic weapons in the cave, and discussed the distribution plan with the captains.

Number 35, that is, Fu Lou, he did not participate in these things. These low-level spirit stones and magic weapons were nothing to him at all. He sat alone on a stone bench in a corner, quietly pondering a few things that puzzled him.

When they first tried to pass through the area infested by black mosquitoes, the reason why Fu Lou not only did not go back, but instead greeted them, was because he heard someone talking among the black mosquitoes.

"***, what are these mosquitoes going to do? Is there food appearing?"

The other monks didn't hear this, all they heard was the buzzing of mosquitoes. Even You Su didn't hear this, although his cultivation was higher than Fu Lou, but his spiritual power was far lower than Fu Lou.

Fu Lou's extraordinary spiritual power benefited from his talent and his long-term cultivation and study of qin skills and spiritual power, coupled with his later cultivation methods that integrated the spiritual power of several sects such as the Ghost Sect and the Corpse Chasing Sect in his qin skills.

When he heard someone in the black mosquito talking, he thought that this group of black mosquitoes was being controlled by someone behind his back, so he wanted to capture the thief and push the king first, as long as this person was captured, the black mosquito would obediently stop attacking.

Although there are a large number of mosquitoes in this group, after all, their cultivation is not high, and they only have the appearance of three or four levels.

Fu Lou believed that his True Yuan Body Shield was by no means something that this group of black mosquitoes could break, and his Qiankun magic eye had been exerting it all the time, even if he didn't have the Fire Tube, he could still see far away, much farther than the irradiation range of the Fire Tube.

So he rushed over.

Of course, he wouldn't really use the True Yuan Body Shield to fight hard with this group of black mosquitoes, and when he rushed over, he also used a bundle of immortal sword gangs to go to this group of black mosquitoes.

Since the Five Elements Gang Heavenly Sword absorbed the power of lightning, his attainment in the Binding Immortal Sword Gang had improved by a large step. There was no doubt that the bundle of immortal sword gangs easily wrapped up this group of black mosquitoes.

No matter how many of these black mosquitoes there were, they couldn't break through the protective shield of the Immortal Sword Gang, but they became more and more sluggish under the deterrence and oppression of the Sword Gang, and their attacks became weaker and weaker.

Soon, this group of black mosquitoes became paralyzed, unable to fly, and they were powerless to fight back.

But Fu Lou did not find the real black hand that controlled this group of black mosquitoes.

Just as he was about to put away his sword and burn all the black mosquitoes to death, the voice of "Senior, spare your life!" came again, and it came from this group of black mosquitoes.

"This black hand that controls the black mosquito is actually hidden in this group of black mosquitoes!"

Fu Lou was very puzzled, and quickly checked the black mosquito in the bundle of immortal sword gangs again, but found no trace of anyone. This made him even more puzzled: "Is it a magical stealth technique?"

He looked left and right, and he couldn't see it all the time......

"Senior, the little one is just a mosquito. The voice came again.

"Mosquitoes, talking mosquitoes!" Fu Lou was surprised at the time.

It turned out that it was not a human being who spoke just now, but a black mosquito.

For the sake of safety, Fu Lou put the bundle of fairy sword gang into the Qiankun bag, and set up a small area to imprison this group of black mosquitoes. Then he found out the talking mosquito, and found that the cultivation of this mosquito was not high, only level five.

"How can a fifth-level black mosquito speak?" Fu Lou was even more surprised.

After some inquiry, Fu Lou understood the reason.

It all started 50 years ago.

In the past fifty years, many monks have come to explore the Valley of Broken Souls. They also did not dare to enter directly from the Death Cave, and chose to enter from the relatively safe areas at both ends of the Broken Soul. Despite this, many explorers died tragically on the way.

A team of explorers encountered a large group of mosquitoes when they passed through the area infested with black mosquitoes, and many people died. One of the explorers used the seizure** after his death, wanting to take the seizure on a black mosquito.

Under normal circumstances, even if a human cultivator is proficient in snatching away**, if he takes away another person, the chance of success is more than fifty percent, but if he takes away the small flying insect like the black mosquito, it is almost impossible to succeed. However, the explorer was extremely lucky, and he somehow succeeded.

This lucky explorer is this talkative mosquito, and his name is Fumio. Fu Lou jokingly called him 'Brother Mosquito'.

In fact, the life of this group of black mosquitoes is very difficult. Food is scarce, except for the occasional few wild beasts that scurry into the area. How is it possible to feed the large number of mosquitoes?

So, every month or so, this group of black mosquitoes began to kill each other until most of them died. Therefore, although there are several puddles that breed black mosquitoes, the number of this group of black mosquitoes is always neither too large nor too small.

It is precisely because of their cannibalism that this group of black mosquitoes has advanced so quickly. Under normal circumstances, when the black mosquito is advanced to the first to second level, it will almost die.

With his superior wisdom to other black mosquitoes, Fumio is safe and sound every time, and swallows a large number of black mosquitoes, so his cultivation is the highest among all black mosquitoes, and he is the only fifth-level black mosquito.

Fumio wanted to get out of here, but he knew that the lot was lined with mosquito repellent trees on both sides. Although mosquito repellent trees are harmless to humans and animals, they can poison mosquitoes to death. Besides, he also had self-knowledge, knowing that with his humble cultivation, he would not be able to leave the Valley of Broken Souls through many dangers at all, unless there was another passage.

So he looked around for a way out.

As a fifth-level black mosquito, Fumio is supposed not to enter the puddle, the breeding ground of these black mosquitoes, again, but he wants to find out if there is an underground river or something like under the puddle. In this way, he discovered the treasure cave in front of him.

In the end, he still couldn't find a way out, and he couldn't get out of here. The last way was for a human to put him in a monster bag and take him out, but fifty years had passed, and no human had come here, and he was getting more and more disappointed.

The arrival of Fu Lou brought hope to Wenxiong again. In order to curry favor with Fu Lou, he told Fu Lou about the treasure cave.

Fu Lou didn't fully trust Fumio because of his self-statement. In order to prevent him from causing trouble, Fu Lou used the Divine Control Technique on him, branding spiritual shackles on his soul.

In fact, before entering the treasure cave, Fumio had already told Fu Lou the general situation in the cave. However, none of these things aroused much interest in Fu Lou, so he invited everyone to explore the treasure cave together.

However, after Fu Lou entered the cave, he found that Wenxiong had missed something.

This thing is a pentagonal crystal coffin with a lifelike ** corpse in the coffin.

**The corpse is a big beauty, with a fair complexion and a graceful body, which has been too much and too little, and has a smiling expression on her pretty face, which at first glance looks like a sleeping beauty who makes people think about it.

According to Fumio's later words, this thing is not a treasure, and it doesn't matter if you say it or not. But Fu Lou felt that this pentagonal crystal coffin was not simple, so he put away the pentagonal crystal coffin.

After Wen Xiong saw Fu Lou put away the pentagonal crystal coffin, he thought that Fu Lou was going to keep it and take it to watch when he had nothing to do in the future, so he couldn't help but make a joke.

He deliberately said that Fu Lou had obtained valuables, just to force Fu Lou to take out the body of the beautiful **, so as to make fun of him in public. Unexpectedly, Fu Lou didn't pay attention to this set at all, and still went his own way, even if he offended everyone.

Such a result made Fumio feel embarrassed in his heart. No, he obediently floated next to Fu Lou, and he couldn't stop talking, so he didn't dare to say anything anymore.

Fu Lou took a look at the female corpse in the pentagonal crystal coffin and found that this female corpse was very well kept, like a big living person.

To his surprise, the corpse was actually suspended in the coffin, and beneath the corpse was a hazy mist, which seemed to be an invisible hand holding her steadily.

How?

Who is this beauty?

Who put her here?

......

Due to his brief observation of the pentagonal crystal coffin, he also found some suspicious points, such as the reason why the corpse was not wearing clothes to avoid the clothes from damaging the corpse. But he still didn't find the real reason why the woman's body was well kept.

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