Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Situation
"Tell the commander, the valley in the inner area has disappeared, and no one in the core area has found any traces of their battle, and what is even more strange is that the demon monkeys in the lair seem to have lost more than half all of a sudden, and they don't know where they are hidden. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
Ge Wenwu was in front of him, and his adjutant was reporting to him what he had investigated. In fact, after Wu Hualong announced the death of the others that night, many people rushed into the jungle with various purposes to find the place where Wu Hualong fought the Monkey King.
It's just disappointing that so far, no force has discovered anything, as if with the death of the Monkey King, the entire core area of the demon monkey's lair has been hidden.
"yes, I see!"
Ge Wenwu nodded and motioned for the adjutant to go down.
"Could it be that the legend that the Star Illusion Lair is connected to the Star Illusion Realm is true? Is there really another world? But this is fine, this can be regarded as a death without proof! Come to think of it, Wu Hualong should have thought about it a long time ago. ā
Ge Wenwu pursed his lips and suddenly smiled.
At the same time, in the hotel in the town, Wu Hao also pushed open the door and stretched his waist to welcome the arrival of this new day.
"It's already the third day, why are there still so many mercenaries squeezing into the forest?"
Wu Hao raised his eyebrows, and saw that the road outside the window was already full of mercenaries who were ready to go.
"Naturally, it's for the legendary treasure!" Qian Liu's figure flashed out from the side, smiled, and said: "Morning, your injuries are almost recovered, right? Why don't you go for a walk in the jungle with me, maybe we can meet this legendary treasure!"
"It's not as fast as yours!" Wu Hao smiled slightly, shook his head and refused: "I still forget it, I almost put my life into it after a single practice, and it is better to have fewer such things." ā
"That's a pity!" Qian Liu pulled his arm, revealing his huge biceps, and continued: "It's been suffocating me for the past few days, I heard that the number of demon monkeys in the jungle has decreased a lot, and it's just right for me to go through the experience and see if there is an opportunity to be promoted." ā
"Maybe if you're lucky, you'll find the so-called legendary treasure!"
"Then you can look for it!" Wu Hao shook his head, ignored Qian Liu, and turned around and went to the restaurant.
Speaking of which, Qian Liu's trip to the demon monkey's lair this time can be described as thrilling, except for being injured a little when facing the attack of the demon monkey tide, there are not many opportunities to really get experience.
On the other hand, Wu Hao really fought one bloody battle at a time, step by step, and went through countless hardships to get to where he is today, so he didn't have the leisure to go into the jungle again. After all, after experiencing a lot, it feels very strange to re-experience this level of dangerous jungle as if you have entered a playground.
As for the legendary treasure that drove all the mercenaries crazy, it was nothing more than the remnants of the dead warriors.
Because the death of the five great forces is very important, the upper echelons do not dare to make it public, so they can only make some hints to the close forces.
After a few days of conditioning, coupled with the terrifying strength attribute of his body, Wu Hao's injuries on the outside of his body healed quickly, but the injuries on his inside were not so easy to heal.
Especially when you forcibly advance in battle, the damage caused to the meridians, if you change people, I am afraid that you will die long ago.
"The situation is not very optimistic!"
In the practice room, Wu Hao slowly finished playing a set of spirit ape boxing techniques, and let out a long sigh of relief.
"The sequelae of forcible promotion still exist, at this rate, I'm afraid it will be impossible to fully recover without a month or two, but just with this opportunity, I can take the opportunity to sort out what I have learned and feel the changes in the realm of Huajin in detail. ā
"After all, the next step is the mysterious alchemy realm, although now I only know that if I want to advance alchemy, I must comprehend the fist intent, but this is enough for me to be busy for a long time, after all, if you want to advance the fist intent from rough to proficient, I am afraid that the time and mental effort will not be less than that of the dark power to advance the strength. ā
Wu Hao pondered for a moment, then opened his hand again, and began to continue practicing the Spirit Ape Fist Technique.
A moment later, the door of the practice room suddenly opened, and Wu Hualong, dressed in white robes, walked in.
"Master, what are you?"
Wu Hao didn't wait for a set of punches to finish, he immediately retracted his body, without him, because Wu Hualong at this time seemed too normal, almost exactly the same as the state he was in before he was injured, but this was the biggest abnormality.
"My time is running out, three days have passed, and I believe that everyone who should get the news has already been obtained, so we don't need to waste time here, so I decided to set off for Haizhou City in the afternoon. ā
Wu Hualong's face was a little stunned, and he sighed: "When the matter came to an end, I realized that there were so many things that I hadn't done, but I didn't know if there was enough time." ā
Wu Hao could only be silent, he could see that Wu Hualong had taken some kind of elixir that boosted his life potential, he was fighting hard, and he was able to hold up the Violent Ape Gate before he really grew up.
"This is some of my experience in the realm of transforming strength over the past few decades, as well as speculations about the realm of alchemy, you can take a look at it when you have time, and it may inspire you. ā
After a pause, Wu Hualong took out an oiled paper bag from his arms and handed it to Wu Hao.
"Okay, you get ready quickly, we'll leave later, time is really running out!"
Sighing again, Wu Hualong turned around and walked out of the practice room.
Wu Hao looked at the sandbag in front of him in a daze, and threw a punch violently, and in an instant, both the outer packaging of the sandbag and the sand contained in it were all shattered.
In Nanhe Province, the world-famous Shaolin station, a stout bald man in black clothes was sitting cross-legged in silence, when suddenly, the door in front of him was quickly pushed and a young man in a yellow monk's robe walked in.
"What's the matter?" the man in the black shirt still closed his eyes and knees, and his mouth had not been opened, but from him there was a loud bang like a bell.
The man in the monk's robe was slightly stunned, and then his eyes were full of respect and joy, you must know that this is not a crooked ventriloquist technique, but an authentic Shaolin lion's roar, but can make this move without opening his mouth, it is estimated that no one in the world can think of it.
"Master's skills have made great progress, which is really gratifying!"
The man in the monk's robe thought in his heart, but he didn't dare to slack off on the surface, and hurriedly bowed his hand and said: "Master Qiyu, the latest information about the death of Shi Long has been transmitted, this is the detailed process. ā
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and held it up, only to see a bound A4 printer paper in his hand.
"Hmm!"
The man in the black shirt nodded, but he didn't see any movement, and the stack of A4 papers flew in front of him out of thin air.
Then, as his eyes opened, a deep gaze burst out of it, and the paper began to turn the pages quickly.
After a while, the man in the black shirt finished reading this information, let the paper fall back into the hand of the man in the monk's robe, and a smile appeared on his face, and said: "Shi Long's trip is really self-inflicted, and the promotion of martial arts is pinned on foreign objects, even if he comes back alive, he will not have the face to enter my Shaolin gate wall again." ā
The man in the monk's robe did not speak with the roar of a lion this time, but spoke himself, but with a slight magnetism, listening carefully, it was as crisp as a young man's voice.
However, the man in the monk's robe had naturally heard it many times, and he was not surprised, and he knew his master's taboo, so he did not show any other expression on his face.
The black-shirted man turned his head for a moment, and then said: "But no matter what Shi Long says, he is also my Shaolin Dharma Hall's personal disciple, and dying outside in such an unknown way will damage my Shaolin prestige, you go and convey my order, let the Dharma Hall send someone to contact those people in the General Alliance of the Body Refiner Alliance, and send an investigation team to investigate this matter personally." ā
After speaking, the man in the black shirt closed his eyes and said nothing, and the man in the monk's robe felt dizzy, and when he woke up again, he was already standing outside the door.
"When will I be able to walk out of this room by myself?" The man in the monk robe shook his head with a wry smile, sighed and said secretly: "Forget it, don't be stupid, who in the entire Shaolin can walk out of this door by himself?
"With the Dark Jin Realm to comprehend the fist intent, kill two martial artists? This Wu Hao is a little interesting, and it is very possible to advance to alchemy, but that's all. ā
There was a faint whisper in the quiet room, the sound was like the roar of a man in black with a lion's roar, and a look of doubt flashed on the face of the man in the monk's robe, but when he listened carefully, there was no sound, so he stopped staying and left the temple quickly.
In a pavilion on the bank of the Li River in Northern Xinjiang Province, a middle-aged uncle dressed in sportswear and riding a bicycle stretched out his feet to kick the fence, stopped the vehicle, stretched his waist, and said in an unusually low voice: "Tell me, what's the matter? You'd better have some good reason." ā
At this time, I saw a flash of black light next to the fence, and a big man in a black suit had already appeared there, the big man held a document in his hand, handed it over with some trembling, and said: "Door master, there is the latest news about Yang Yang's matter, because the situation is urgent, the subordinates have to disturb your old man." ā
The middle-aged uncle ignored the frightened man, took the information from his hand, flipped it through carefully, and then threw the information into the Lihe River with shaking hands. Although he was still more than a hundred meters away from the Lihe River, this fluttering material flew straight as if he had wings.
The man in the power suit swallowed his saliva, for fear that if one was not good, his fate would be the same as that paper.
"Yang Yang thinks too much, let's die if he dies, but I'm afraid the Baji Gate is going to make a fuss. Or, you go and tell the person in charge of the Eight Extremes Gate to ask him to contact those people at the headquarters of the Body Refiner Alliance and send an investigation team to investigate the matter in person. ā
"As for other things, don't bother me, it's rare to have such a good leisure time, don't mess it up with me. ā
After the middle-aged uncle finished speaking, he kicked his feet, and the bicycle started again, and soon disappeared from the sight of the man in the suit.
"His grandmother's, this assistant is really difficult to do, what do you say I will take the first place in the next competition, hurry up and hand over this errand, otherwise Lao Tzu really won't have a few days to live, this old thing is too perverted. ā
The man in the strong suit scolded, and looked around twice like a turtle with a shrunken head, before he sighed in a low voice: "Hey, who made him the only Void Pill powerhouse in the Guoshu Gate, the master of the Gate, Wang Tao! )