Chapter 200: Eight Hundred Miles of Quicksand River
The two of them collected the belongings of the dead from the rubble.
There are a total of thirteen pieces of broken jade, and there are a total of fifteen pieces of Dao Palace magic weapons.
Among them, Liu Daoan of the Immortal Sect alone had six pieces of broken jade on his body.
Among these Dao Palace magic weapons, the one with the most divinity is the ancient sword in Liu Daoan's hand.
Fang Cai Liu Daoan also relied on this ancient sword to urge the sword technique, and only then did he kill the three people in Southern Xinjiang in one go.
Chen Yang handed over everything to Li Yanchu.
Only one ancient book in Mr. Feng Shui's arms was taken.
The Book of Burials
This is an ancient book that records the way of feng shui, which has been lost as early as the third year of the reign of Taizu of the Qianguo Kingdom.
This is the only one, and I'm afraid there was only one left at that time.
Chen Yang was a little afraid, if Li Yanchu slapped it with one palm, I am afraid that this ancient feng shui book would be completely annihilated in the world.
The two temporarily returned to the main hall of the Dao Palace to rest, and a burden appeared on Li Yanchu's back.
Put together those magic weapons that contain divinity in the Dao Palace and the broken jade.
They stared at the earth-shattering noise in the distance.
It lasted all night.
The terrifying roar receded, leaving only a faint Sanskrit sound.
It seems that the master of Buddhism has repelled the evil spirits.
Chen Yang entered the Cave Heaven Blessed Land and once said that he wanted Li Yanchu to help.
Give a little more help in the blessed land.
But yesterday, I experienced things such as entering the demon fairy apricot, the White Tiger Bureau, and the feng shui master, which was extremely dangerous.
Thanks to Li Yanchu's action, he was able to break the pattern of death.
Early this morning.
Chen Yang wanted to leave, but he didn't explain the reason.
Li Yanchu didn't force it.
Looking at the back of Chen Yang leaving, Li Yanchu's eyes showed a look of thought.
"After last night's accident, the golden aura on this royal kid has become more and more intense, this is going to become a climate."
Li Yanchu only used the Lookout Qi Technique.
Chen Yang, the military attache of Dali Temple, the qi of the children of the royal family seems to have changed.
For royal children like them, who are full of luck, I am afraid that they will have to go further.
Li Yanchu shook his head, unwilling to get involved in this kind of worldly strife.
This Brother Chen has a noble status and an unpredictable fate.
It's definitely not a down-and-out prince and grandson.,It's the royal family of the hidden dragon in the abyss.。。
He did not continue to delve into it, but continued to rush towards the golden court.
Chen Yang acted alone, eighty percent knew where the secret treasure was, and he was afraid that he would go with him to seize the opportunity.
Li Yanchu did not follow quietly, but chose to continue on his way.
Each person has his own fate.
But if he happens to meet it, he won't be soft.
Whoa—
Whoa—
Li Yanchu leaped through the huge ruins and ruins, and actually heard the sound of running water.
After Xun Sheng rushed over, he found that there was a big river, rushing endlessly.
The river is so wide that it is almost impossible to see the opposite side.
Li Yanchu's eyes sank, and only then did he realize that this river water was no different from ordinary river water.
It's not highly toxic.
He has dates to eat these days, which are sweet and delicious, full of vitality, and do not need food and water at all.
In addition, he had already learned the technique of Bigu Dao, and he could convince qi and eat qi.
Therefore, even after a series of battles, he is still alive and vibrant.
There was no rush to drink water at all.
Li Yanchu squatted down, took out the plague exorcism charm from his arms, and made a watermark on the river.
Snort!
The river suddenly emitted white smoke and made a piercing sound.
"This thing is poisonous!"
Li Yanchu said in his heart.
He took out a few jujube leaves from the Qiankun bag and threw them directly into the river.
The fluttering leaves fell straight down, but they weren't melted or anything like that.
Then he took down a branch of the tree, which also sank when it was exposed to water.
"How is this the same as the quicksand river in Journey to the West!" Li Yanchu was slightly surprised.
800 quicksand boundaries, 3,000 weak water depths. The goose feathers can't float, and the reed flowers sink at the bottom.
In the ruins of this immortal dojo, he suddenly saw such a big river, which suddenly gave birth to a feeling of vastness in Li Yanchu's heart.
He is armed with a water amulet, and can use his body to tread water for a short time.
But looking at this big river, he felt a little bottomless in his heart.
The log also sank and the river was not so difficult to cross, but suddenly a great river was seen in the ruins.
I am afraid that there will be hidden evil things in the river, and the souls of the dead.
Just as he hesitated, he suddenly heard footsteps in his ears.
Turning his head, he saw two figures rushing towards him.
A fat beggar, with a disheveled hair and dirty, but his eyes were extremely bright and shining.
A middle-aged swordsman with three long swords on his back and wearing a brocade robe.
The two glanced at Li Yanchu and stopped from a distance.
At this time, Li Yanchu didn't look like a sharp edge, but looked like an ordinary Taoist priest.
It's just that he has a simple long knife hanging from his waist.
There is also an octagonal brass bell.
Jingle Bell –
Jingle Bell –
There was a crisp bell in my ears.
But it was not the octagonal copper bell on Li Yanchu's waist, but from the river.
Li Yanchu turned to look.
I found a small boat coming in the river, the sky was dark, and the river was cold.
On a huge river, there was only this lonely boat.
The boatman was a cold-looking man holding a common Taoist ritual weapon in his hand.
Soul Bell!
The boat slowly approached the shore and stopped.
The man stopped and did not speak to Li Yanchu and the others.
Strangely stopped there.
The two men seemed to know the secrets of this place and hurried forward.
rushed in front of Li Yanchu.
I actually boarded the boat directly.
Jingle Bell –
Jingle Bell –
The cold-looking man shook the soul bell in his hand and left directly.
Soon.
The three of them disappeared into the river!
There were no fierce fights, and there was nothing sinister, and it looked uneventful.
But it made Li Yanchu a little frightened.
He looked at the three people who were far away and was silent for a long time.
He didn't stop them, and he didn't follow the two of them to the boat.
It's not that he was worried that the ship wouldn't reach the other side, but that he just noticed.
The two people who came weren't alive at all!
It's ghosts!
Whether it's the fat beggar with bright eyes, or the middle-aged man with a sword with a solemn expression, they are all souls!
Mortals have three souls and seven spirits, and at some point the soul is frightened, and several of them are lost.
This will cause it to become a mess until the lost soul is recovered.
The two of them weren't.
The two of them are complete souls, but they don't know where they died, and they were summoned by the soul bell in the hand of the cold-looking man!
'Not that they were on the boat to cross the river, but that they were detained by the mysterious boatman?!' ”
Li Yanchu said in his heart.
He just felt a little weird.
He performed the art of looking at qi.
The problem was immediately discovered.
Li Yanchu stayed by the river for a whole day.
It was discovered that the mysterious boatman came every two hours and had taken three waves of people with him.
They are the souls of the dead!
(End of chapter)