Chapter 747: In the clouds and mist, deep underground
The guards all looked over, and Qinghe said:
"The main mountain has to do a big thing, and we will go over to give the main hand to the Chen Academy.
"The escort team has been established for so long, and it has done some trivial things, and this opportunity has come, and they all cheered up."
"Yes!"
Everyone responded in unison and prepared seriously.
Zhu Qi thought to himself, he still didn't say anything, was it the newly discovered ruins of the Immortal Mansion?
The spirit boat flew south without stopping.
By the evening of the next day, it had flown for more than ten hours in a row, and flew out of sixty or seventy thousand miles.
On the jade boat, most of the guards were closing their eyes and recuperating silently.
Zhu Qi looked outside, and below were the rolling hills, which seemed to be set in stone.
He estimated it, and knew that it was almost time for him to come from.
Suddenly, Qinghe said, "It's here!" ”
The guards got up one after another and went to the deck.
A lush mountain appeared in front of it, and beside it, a large white cloud was entrenched over the barren hill.
This area is cloudless all year round, and the fog can be problematic at first glance.
Two flying boats, one gold and one blue, greeted them, and the people on the boats knew each other.
The tall and bright woman on the golden flying boat is Zhou Yunxian, the eldest disciple of Lingyan Mountain, and the young man with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes on the jasper flying boat is the second disciple Qin Ye.
"Uncle Qinghe!"
"Senior nephew Zhou, senior nephew Qin!"
After a brief salute, Zhou Yunxian and Qin Ye led the group to Xiaonan Mountain, in the col where Li Qingling used to live.
"Zhu Qi, you take everyone to listen to Senior Qin's nephew's arrangement."
Qinghe commanded, and followed Zhou Yunxian to the clouds and mist beside Xiaonan Mountain.
There is a Taoist temple in the mountain pass, and the plaque on the door is called "Qingyang Temple", and a cadre of guards followed Qin Ye into the Taoist temple.
Entering the main hall, it was not big, and more than a dozen people were standing a little crowded.
Qin Ye introduced the situation to everyone:
"Ladies and gentlemen, my master and uncle are digging the shell of the turtle on the mountain next to you.
"Our responsibility is to patrol the surroundings and keep idle people out of the way."
Turtle Shell...... The guards glanced at each other, not knowing what the treasure was, but they finally knew what was going on.
It's still patrolling, they are familiar with this, and the radius is not big for a hundred miles, and there are enough people.
Qin Ye and Zhu Qi discussed for a while, divided the guards into two squads, and after a while, two groups of flying boats rose into the sky and began to patrol.
On the other side, Zhou Yunxian took out a jade plaque and said, "Uncle Qinghe, this is the formation card of the 'Fog Lock Misty Heavenly Array'. ”
Qinghe waved his hand, and the jade plate flew into his hand.
Zhou Yunxian said with a smile: "Let's go to see the ancestor and the master first." ”
"Okay, Senior Nephew Zhou, please lead the way."
The middle-aged scribe politely said that he hadn't seen him for more than half a year, and Zhou Yunxian's breath was becoming more and more mellow, and it was estimated that he would be able to try to tie the knot soon.
It seems that there is a great chance of success, and at that time, this great disciple of Lingyan Mountain will be a monk like him.
Qinghe followed Zhou Yunxian into the dense fog, and the fog in front of him suddenly dissipated, only to see a large crater on the ground in front of him for several miles.
A small cyan beast dressed in Ruiguang was busy in the pit, and the pine cone floated in the air, and there was an earthy yellow stone gourd in front of it.
The gourd is rough and not large, but it gives people a sense of the earth's thickness and endlessness.
Countless earth and stones in the pit floated, flew towards the stone gourd, and disappeared within a zhang of the gourd.
was looking at the little Qinglin Beast, and a cyan light flew in front of him, and Liu Fei'er came.
Qinghe hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Liu Daoyou! ”
"Blue Crane Daoyou!" Liu Fei'er also gave up her hand, she was more familiar with the middle-aged scribe, and said:
"Master is over there, let's go meet you."
Liu Fei'er flew to an inconspicuous mountain peak with the green crane, and under a giant tree on the peak, there was a Taoist with a graceful demeanor, who was the Master of the Heavenly Wind.
Qinghe respectfully stepped forward to salute, and the Taoist casually said a few words to him.
After that, Liu Fei'er and Qinghe left.
The middle-aged scribe had seen the Venerable Master of the Heavenly Wind a few times, and knew that this master had always spoken very little.
Qinghe thought to himself, it seems that this turtle shell is very important, even the Heavenly Wind Master has come to sit in the town, and with him here, it will be as stable as Mount Tai.
The pine cones in the giant pit came out and flew to the mound in the distance, and then I saw countless earth and stones gushing out of the stone gourd in front of the little Qinglin beast, and poured them onto the mound with a bang.
The mound then grew taller, and it seemed that the whole mound was piled up like this.
Liu Fei'er followed Qinghe's gaze and said, "Songguo is very capable,"
"It's better to sigh to yourself." Qinghe sighed, the pine cone was already a sixth-order spirit beast, and his realm was higher than him.
Two small horns grew on the top of the little Qinglin beast's head, and it was obvious that it had awakened the Qilin bloodline, and he couldn't comment like Liu Fei'er.
The middle-aged scribe asked, "What about Courtyard Master Chen?" ”
"Senior brother is in the underground turtle shell, I'll take you to see it."
Liu Fei'er led the crane through the cave passage into the underground.
The cave is dozens of miles long, Liu Feier introduced:
"This was dug up by the people of Hakumahara."
Qinghe nodded, he knew a lot about the inside story of the First World War, but it was the first time he came.
After a long walk, the cave began to fork and became extremely complex.
Passing through countless caves, a faint blue light appeared in front of me.
Flying out of the cave, Azuru finds himself in a huge underground space.
There was a strange moss growing on the ground, emitting a faint blue glow.
Looking at the diffuse blue light, this underground space is at least more than ten miles long.
I only heard Liu Fei'er say: "This is inside the shell of the turtle." ”
There were two kinds of poisonous mushrooms planted here before, and when Chen Jing came two days ago, he ordered the mushrooms to wither, and then used the fog gourd to suck away the spore mist that permeated the ground.
The middle-aged scribe looked at the huge space slightly illuminated by the blue fluorescent light, and was speechless for a moment.
He had known about the turtle shell, but he had never thought that the turtle shell would be so big.
I didn't expect that such a big giant turtle really existed in the Yuchen Realm.
The underground space is hundreds of zhang high, and at the top of the space, there is a bright point of light.
"Senior brother is there." Liu Fei'er stretched out her hand and flew over with the green crane.
Far away, Qinghe recognized the point of light as a pearl, and under the pearl light, the black rock above Chen Jing's head flickered, and there were glowing runes fluttering.
Chen Jing is arranging a floating magic circle, and in addition to this, he is also going to build a magic circle to propel the turtle shell to fly.
Seeing that Qinghe had arrived, he turned around and said with a smile: "Qinghe, you are here, this turtle shell is big enough, right?" ”
"It's breathtaking." The middle-aged scribe said convincingly.
When he went underground, Qinghe sensed the unique aura of the turtle shell, this huge and friendless turtle shell was of course a treasure, but to be honest, even if the turtle shell was given to Qinghe, he didn't know how to use it, and he was even helpless to take the turtle shell.
Chen Jing actually wanted to dig the turtle shell out of the ground and transport it back to Lingyan Mountain, not knowing what to do.
This bold handwriting, Qinghe asked himself that he couldn't compare at all.