When Wuchen woke up from his coma, his whole body ached and he noticed the corpse of a huge desolate beast beside him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Judging by the bones, this should be a pangolin. Looking at it, it looks like it fell from a high altitude and died.

Wuchen couldn't help but look up at the heights, but saw a dark hole hundreds of feet above his head.

Wuchen looked at the corpse of the mountain rat, and then at himself.

The cave above must have been dug by the pangolin, but it didn't expect that there was an underground stream of hundreds of zhang below.

Wuchen couldn't help but smile bitterly, the pangolins all fell to death, and he was still alive, the fourteenth body of the bear body, it was really true.

Wuchen looked around, but saw that the mountain walls on both sides were only three feet apart, and he was in the crack of the mountain wall, and it was a bit exaggerated to say that it was a dark stream.

Wuchen touched the mountain wall, but Jue Shiyan's tentacles were hard, slippery and did not leave his hands, and if he wanted to climb up through the mountain wall and return the same way, he was afraid that he couldn't.

An undercurrent, about two feet wide, flowed silently from under his feet.

Wuchen thought for a moment, took a step, and walked forward in the direction of the undercurrent.

The distance between the mountain walls on both sides of the mountain wall is greater, and the undercurrent under his feet gradually turns into a dark river, with the water surface fluctuating and the waves surging.

I don't know how long I walked along the dark river, and suddenly I saw a dark hole appear between the mountain walls not far from the dark river in front of me.

It was already dark and lightless, and I couldn't see my fingers, but compared to the darkness around me, the entrance to the cave was three points darker.

Wuchen secretly wondered, how could there be a cave in this unknown depth?

Although he has a certain degree of night vision, Wuchen came to the cave for a while before he got used to it, but he saw that the walls of the cave on both sides were piled up, and there were no traces of axes and chisels.

As the dust went deeper and deeper, I couldn't help but be secretly surprised that this underground cave seemed to be naturally formed.

Wuchen walked and walked, and suddenly his footsteps paused, and then he picked up speed.

There's a glimmer of light ahead!

The entrance of the cave suddenly opened up.

What catches your eye is a natural cave that is extremely large and bright as day.

There were several cyan boulders scattered in the cave, and above the tallest one floated three objects that were no longer than a palm and less than two fingers wide, like a long willow leaf.

The thing emitted a soft green glow that lit up the entire cave.

From the moment he saw that thing, Wuchen's eyes were dull, and his steps involuntarily walked over.

Coming to the blue boulder, Wuchen looked at the thing like a willow leaf, his lips were tightly pursed, and his body trembled slightly.

Wuchen stared at the willow-like thing, and his eyes didn't blink.

The smooth surface of the object flows with a green and blue light like milk, and the bottom of the object is as narrow as a willow leaf, embellished with simple and old patterns.

The lower part of the three objects has similar patterns.

Wuchen stretched out his hand, and three willow leaf-like things fell gently into his palm.

Starting with things, the slightly cool feeling passed through the palm of the hand, straight into the chest and lungs.

At the same time, the three eye-catching green rays of things also disappeared and became unremarkable.

Wuchen was unaware of all this, he stroked the surface of the three objects, and his gaze fell on the pattern below.

The familiar pattern that can no longer be familiar, although it may be a little different from the previous life, but the memory is so deep and clear, how can the dust forget?

Those patterns are nothing else, they are the marks of the proud Divine Palace in the Xuanxiu world, admired by thousands of people.

Memories swept in like waves, and Wuchen clenched the three objects and closed his eyes.

Long.

Long.

After a long while, Wuchen opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on the bottom pattern of the three objects again.

Only then did I see that those patterns were naturally formed, not artificially added.

Wuchen was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, with a bit of depression and self-deprecation.

Wuchen's three fingers twisted up an object and stood it up in front of him.

At this moment, the spiritual aura in his body suddenly disappeared all at once.

The next moment,

A vigorous and fierce aura that soared into the sky rose.

His hair was windless and automatic, and the sleeves of his robe were slightly bulging!

At this moment, he seems to be the supreme of heaven and earth, the overlord of ancient and modern times!

Everything in the world, everything is tied to the incomparably thin thing in his hands.

Wuchen is known as a genius who has not been encountered in the world of Xuan Xiu for thousands of years, except for the unparalleled Xuan Dao cultivation.

He also has the title of Nine Absolute Young Masters.

Among the Nine Uniques, there is one that is even above his Xuandao cultivation, and there is no one in the Xuandao world for thousands of years.

That's what he holds in his hands at this moment, what he sees in his eyes.

Flying

Dusty knives!

Even if the black dust cultivation was exhausted at the beginning, when he twisted the jade flying knife that made him famous all over the world, those immortal Tongtian Ancient Ancestors did not dare to take it lightly.

Wuchen's flying knife has nothing to do with Xuandao cultivation, and it has nothing to do with the grade of the flying knife.

As long as Wuchen is holding a flying knife, it is enough!

When he came to the Yuan Wilderness World, Wuchen thought that he would never encounter a flying knife again in this life, so he didn't think about it.

But

When he saw three simple and clumsy flying knives suspended in the air, emitting a blue light.

When he saw the familiar pattern at the bottom of the flying knife, and held the flying knife in his hand.

Throwing knives in!

The dust is also there!

Wuchen cautiously received the three flying knives into his sleeve, and didn't even look at the materials and grades of the three flying knives.

None of this matters to him.

Wuchen walked out of the cave and couldn't help but glance back, excited and a little apprehensive at the same time.

If you hadn't come to the secret realm of Mangcang, if you hadn't been chased and killed by those people, if you hadn't accidentally fallen into the cave.

Maybe everything will be a little different.

But now that the flying knife is in hand, Wuchen, who was not very interested in resource competition and didn't believe much in the dragon medicine of the secret realm of Mangcang Mountain, is looking forward to it.

After walking along the dark river for three hours, Wuchen actually came outside through the hole where the dark river came out.

It was still dark in the secret realm, surrounded by tall trees and overgrown weeds, obscuring the view.

Wuchen couldn't tell where he was in the secret realm for a while.

Suddenly, a voice came from above.

Wuchen looked up, but saw a figure standing on the top of the ancient tree, and said backwards: "Senior Brother Gu, hurry up, that golden light has flashed three times, and the treasure is about to be born."

Maybe it's the Dragon Medicine of Mangcang Mountain!"

"Senior Brother Xiao, don't be in a hurry. The treasure was born, and the heads of those people were first broken and bleeding. Wouldn't it be better for you and me to wait for them to lose and reap the benefits of the fisherman?"

"Although what Senior Brother said is right, at your speed, I'm afraid that when you arrive, everyone will run out. ”