Chapter Seventy-Five: The Mine
The light and darkness changed, and a burst of light finally appeared in front of him, and after touching his aching head, Qi Xian looked around with a wry smile.
Fang Cai, who didn't know what was going on with Chen Qingdu, threw a group of people into this small world in one fell swoop, without giving them any time to react.
It was Qi Xian, when he noticed that something was wrong, his head was already deeply embedded in the ground, like rice thrown down by a farmer.
Qi Xian can clearly feel that there is a sense of disobedience everywhere in this world, which is the operation law of the broken world, and the broken world that has long been broken is also the most obvious feature of this small world.
However, these feelings of disobedience are only hidden in the core part of the world, which can be felt, but they cannot be seen and touched.
Qi Xian didn't know what this place was, and he didn't know where the others had gone.
Chen Qingwan didn't tell them any information about this world, just like these senior brothers and sisters were still in the Liuhe Residence Photo Studio, without giving them any guidance.
"Is it another chance?" Qi Xian smiled bitterly.
The black and stiff stones are spliced together to form the ground under Qi Xian's feet. A few ancient trees, bent over, leaned out from under the ground with difficulty, twisting the trunks full of wood tumors and pointing them to the sky.
There is hardly a trace of dirt on the ground where there is no grass, as if there is no such thing as dirt in this world.
The cone-shaped stone pillars rise from the ground to the sky, densely packed, and actually form a huge stone forest, with gusting winds and a sinister atmosphere.
"What kind of character is the creator of this small world? Even if the means of creating the world are at a low level, it won't create this kind of world that seems to only have stones?" Qi Xian said suspiciously.
This world is too monotonous, monotonous like an ignorant child's picture scroll, except for a few simple strokes, there is nothing left.
In the sky, a sun hangs high, and the rest is a blue sky, not to mention birds, even clouds, and there are no flowers.
If it is said that it is cloudless, Qi Xian feels that it cannot be described accurately, to be exact, in this world, there is no such thing as flying in the sky.
And on the ground, in addition to the endless black stone forest, there are only a few crooked ancient trees, which can be regarded as bright colors, and the others, too, do not see anything at all.
Qi Xian even doubted that if this creator had spent ten years creating this world, then, at least nine of the ten years would be spent constructing those ancient trees.
Still, what he constructed was so ugly.
"It's the world of the Xuanling Ice Soul Cicada, there is only one big tree, but it is also much richer than here, after all, a big tree that can almost make people mistakenly think that they are on the ground is itself much more advanced than this kind of rock that is clearly standing on the ground but can't feel it at all. ”
Qi Xian frowned and thought, "Could it be that this is where the remnants of the small world are?"
Just thinking about it, in the sky, there was a sudden flicker, and then, a bright blue beam of light suddenly fell from the sky and fell down quickly.
"Ding!"
With a crisp sound, a palm-sized piece of jade had fallen to the ground.
The speed of piercing the sky, coupled with the power carried by this jade block itself, did not cause the slightest damage to this ground. As soon as Fang fell to the ground, this equally hard jade piece had already rebounded and flew upwards several zhang away, before returning to the ground.
Quickly stretched out his hand, and Qi Xian grabbed the jade block.
On the faint blue-green jade, there is a strange rune engraved, which looks like a hovering conch and a parrot with a curved beak.
As he was studying this, the jade block suddenly trembled slightly, and then, a familiar voice came.
"This place was created five thousand years ago, the feathered monk Ishiguro Ji, although there is no danger, but there are many spirits and demons and foreign objects, you should be careful. ”
Chen Qingdui's cold voice kept coming out from this jade block, and there was no vague feeling at all, as if Chen Qingdui was standing in front of Qi Xian.
Hearing this, Qi Xian suddenly realized why this world was so monotonous.
That Ishiguro Ji attained enlightenment thousands of years ago, and with the insect fetus "Black Stone Earthworm" in his body, he cultivated a set of powerful "Heavenly Black Stone Dao", and he is also a generation of influential figures.
It is rumored that Ishiguro has been a slave since he was a child, and he was forced to mine this since he was a child. When I was young, I saw only black stones, but I didn't know anything else.
Later, he accidentally obtained the Taoist system, which got rid of the status of a slave, and then he became an immortal.
"Come to think of it, it was also the experience of his childhood that was tightly engraved in his mind, which made him create this world. Qi Xian shook his head and thought, "Even if you look at these crooked neck trees, you can imagine the painful experience of this master's childhood." ”
At this time, Chen Qingdu's voice sounded again.
"Your test is to find this kind of jade block in this small world, as long as you collect five pieces, you will be considered successful in the test. If it is not collected within twenty-four hours, it is considered a failure. ”
Qi Xian looked at the jade block in his hand suspiciously, and couldn't help but think in his heart, the Chilling Cicada Sect was also generous, this jade was engraved with runes, and it was actually used as a test tool.
"Finally, I would like to remind you that the Chilling Cicada Sect accepts disciples, and only accepts disciples who are suitable for the Chilling Cicada Sect, not the most qualified people!"
Chen Qingdu's words stopped abruptly, and suddenly stopped.
"What is suitable for the disciples of the Chilling Cicada Sect?" Qi said with a smile.
Then, a blue light shot up into the sky, and in an instant, a cold light had pierced the sky, colliding with more than a dozen other blue lights.
Like a brilliant firework, dozens of blue rays of light suddenly bloomed, scattered in all directions, and shot down in different directions, and in an instant, they had disappeared into the sky.
"It turns out that this jade block is the leader of the test?" Qi Xian smiled bitterly.
"However, if I'm not mistaken, the blue light falling from the sky just now happens to be four times the number of people, right?" Qi Xian suddenly thought.
Four times the total number of people, that is, each person can get four pieces, and plus the piece in the original hand, that is, everyone can pass?
How can it be!
Since everyone can pass, what do you want this test to do?
In Qi Xian's mind, Chen Qingdui's last words sounded again.
"The Chilling Cicada Sect accepts disciples, and only accepts disciples who are suitable for the Chilling Cicada Sect, not the people with the strongest qualifications!"
"It seems that this test is not so simple. Qi Xian said thoughtfully.
However, for the time being, it seems that it is better to take the first step and complete the collection of your own jade pieces.
Through the rays of light just now, Qi Xian could roughly guess the location of those jade blocks. And in this bare black stone world, it is not difficult to collect these jade pieces.
However, Qi Xian didn't think that the group of disciples who were eyeing him would humble this Elder Qi and let him take those jade pieces in his hands in advance.
The "Invisible Step of Gods and Ghosts" suddenly activated, and Qi Xian's figure, in the blink of an eye, had disappeared into the air, and when it appeared again, it was already in the stone forest more than ten zhang away.
Not long after, in front of Qi Xian's eyes, a hundred-zhang high black stone peak had already appeared, with a hideous aura, towering on the plain.
In the depths of the swarthy cave entrance, the darkness with no end in sight did not bring Qi Xian's curiosity as always, but it was a rare trace of boredom.
It is as if this cave is a huge shackle, once entered, you can no longer get out, you can only be imprisoned in it for the rest of your life, and you will suffer from disasters for eternity.
couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, Qi Xian said, "Is this the mine where Ishiguro Ji was a child? Although it doesn't look very terrifying at this time, but for the young Ishiguro, this kind of place is the strongest calamity in the world, right?"
Walking into the cave slowly, walking step by step in the narrow rock passage, Qi Xian was looking for his goal.
Suddenly, an indescribable smell had already hit his nose, no matter whether Qi Xian covered his mouth and nose or held his breath, it was useless. This smell directly entered the depths of Qi Xian's soul, and no matter what, it couldn't be removed.
The smell of ore, sweat, blood, feces and urine, and even the fishy smell of bodily fluids all mixed together to form a breath that could be regarded as the strongest poison of time, and it was scattered in the air.
In a trance, Qi Xian seemed to be able to see disgusting scenes.
Naked slaves, with their hands, cut through the rocks, trying to dig out the gold mines.
But until the fingers wore through and the bones were broken, they still didn't find anything of value.
So, the angry slave owner took out the long knife at his waist and cut off his head with a single blow. Look at this filthy slave, his head with wide eyes, rolling on the ground, laughing excitedly.
In the dark corner, the adult man, who could no longer hold back the desire in his heart, threw down the hoe in his hand. grabbed the emaciated fellow beside him, pressed him to the ground, and temporarily vented his sexual desire.
At this time, the slave owners looked at them with a smile.
Disgusting, uncomfortable, angry, sad, and feelings that did not belong to Qi Xian were mixed with Qi Xian's body at the same time, almost making him completely collapse.
Enduring the feeling of vice in his mind, Qi Xian picked up the jade block that somehow fell into the depths of this mine, and without saying a word, he hurriedly ran out.
This kind of ghost place, he never wants to see it again!
However, no matter how much he resisted this kind of place, there were still people who desperately wanted to keep him.
The black whip, turned into a long dragon, accompanied by the sound of thunder, fiercely, and whipped on Qi Xian's back!
"Where do you want to go?"