Chapter 20: Primary Ritual Instruments (1)
Fang Ling squatted silently in the jungle, looking out through the gap, and it didn't take long for the sound of footsteps to be heard, and when the footsteps became clearer and clearer, he saw two men in black appear on the cliff.
The two men were both about 25 or 6 years old, the one on the left had a square face, and the eyebrows were as thick as ink that could not be dissolved, and the other on the right was a little thinner, with a garlic nose flying up the corners of his eyes.
Although the appearance of the two is very different, they also have a cold feeling, their eyes are cold and cold, and they both have a long sword around their waists.
Fang Ling's brows frowned slightly, what he cared about was not what the expressions of the two of them were, but the cultivation revealed by the two of them, which was actually the Rigid Force Realm.
Ordinary martial artists on the earth must be at least about 30 years old to reach the cultivation level of the Rigid Power Realm, unless they are extremely talented to be able to shorten the time to less than 30 years old.
The roots of these two cold men are not very high, but with such an age, they can reach the realm of rigidity, and what they are cultivating is by no means ordinary martial arts, at least they are also small magic powers.
After thinking about it, the two of them had come to the edge of the cliff, looked left and right with big eyebrows, and said suspiciously: "I obviously heard someone's voice, why did I disappear here?"
Garlic nose yawned and said: "Sixth junior brother, I think you heard it wrong, there are no beasts in this White Water Cliff, no medicinal materials, and no one will come here if it is remote." ”
Big eyebrows scratched his head and sighed, "I thought there was really someone, and the number of people would be able to be gathered." ”
Garlic nose smiled: "It doesn't matter if you don't get it together, the second senior brother is easy to talk to, let's go back first, and if we miss the hour, we will have to wait for the next day." ”
When Fang Ling heard this, he immediately contacted the recent disappearance of Orion, could it be that the disappearance of Orion was actually caused by them, but he didn't know what it meant to miss the hour.
Da Mei nodded, and the two of them quickly went down the mountain, Fang Ling whispered to Song Ying'er and the others, "You go back first, I'll go up and have a look." ”
Song Ying'er said worriedly: "Young master, why don't I go with you." ”
Fang Ling waved his hand and said, "No need, it's convenient for me to act alone." ”
Seeing that Fang Ling insisted on doing so, Song Ying'er couldn't say anything, so she had to tell him to be more careful, and then return the same way with Xiao Jin.
Fang Ling quietly followed down the mountain, his movements were as light as a breeze, his feet did not touch the ground, he was not stained with mud and dust, and his movements were as light as shadows. Although Orion's disappearance may have been just an accident, the conversation between the two is really a bit suspicious, and since the five-leaf clover has been found, he will definitely be able to refine the Concealment Pill before Sun Xiaoxiao leaves the pavilion.
Big eyebrows and garlic nose came to the mountain road, only to see two big black bags on the road, bulging in the bags, I don't know what they contained, but if there were people inside, it could hold at least two or three people.
The two of them lifted the large bag as if it were no effort at all, and walked along the path on the edge of the cliff to the bottom of the valley.
Although Fang Ling was confident that his cultivation was much higher than the two of them, after all, these two were cultivating small divine powers, and they had never been in contact with them, and they didn't know what weird abilities they had, so he didn't dare to take it lightly and try to distance himself as much as possible.