Chapter Seventy-Three: Secret Notes
Before leaving, Qin Sang quietly went around the mountain, it was always easier to wait for the rabbit than to encounter it hastily, but unfortunately he found nothing.
In the end, Qin Sang swept away in the direction he had chosen before.
And at this time, the entire gossip forbidden land was already full of killing and blood.
The core area of the Bagua Forbidden Land is not large, it is a circular lake, the lake water is like blue, and the water is not rippling.
There is a small island in the middle of the lake, the small island is full of greenery, flowers, in the middle of the island there is a towering giant tree like Optimus Prime, the roots of the truncated tree are coiled like a dragon, and the fiery red leaves are stacked layer by layer, like a pagoda.
The monk Motoshomon, who was operating the raft, was meditating on a reef on the edge of the island when his face suddenly moved slightly, and he opened his eyes and looked up.
The wind and clouds in the sky suddenly changed, and the wind was raging, but it couldn't shake the giant tree for half a minute, and I saw two people being haunted by the light of the body protection magic weapon, passing through the gangfeng, and flying towards the island.
Seeing the appearance of the person who came, the tense face of the monk of Yuanzhaomen eased, and he asked with some surprise, "Senior Brother Yu, why are you here?"
The person who came was a forty-year-old foundation building stage monk, and he was followed by a young man in white, who had only cultivated to the eighth layer of the Qi refining stage.
The two landed on the island, and the young man bowed and saluted, "Zhao Yan has seen Uncle Luan. ”
The monk surnamed Yu said with a smile: "Senior Brother Luan doesn't know, there seems to be something going on in Senior Brother Du's family, and before dawn today, his descendants rushed up the mountain to ask for help. Senior Brother Du lacked skills, so he had to entrust me to assign miscellaneous labor to the new disciples. ”
"I see, no wonder Senior Brother Du has never arrived. ”
Luan Shan suddenly realized that most of the people who entered the Immortal Ascension Conference were casual cultivators, and they had cultivated an unruly temperament outside, which needed to be polished.
Therefore, many disciples in the sect who are unwilling to do the hard chores will be assigned to them to do, which is called honing their minds.
This kind of trivial work of assigning miscellaneous labor and accepting new disciples to get started is easy to provoke resentment, and it is not a good errand, and it has always been the responsibility of that Senior Brother Du.
Since Senior Brother Du entrusted the surname Yu to do it, Luan Shan couldn't ask for it.
"Then there is Lao Yu's junior brother. ”
After a few more words, the three of them found a reef to retreat, but they did not dare to step into the island.
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In the canyon of a barren mountain, dark and damp, moss crawled all over the rocks, and between the crevices of the rocks sometimes crawled by strange insects, emitting a faint rancid stench.
Qin Sang swept the mustard seed bag in his hand, flicked his fingers and shot out a flame, burning the corpse under his feet.
This was the second opponent he encountered after entering the Bagua Forbidden Land, which was not as difficult as a sloppy Taoist, but it also made Qin Sang break out in a cold sweat.
first hide in the dark, unexpectedly use the purple soul Ling to confuse the mind, and then follow a yin thunder to seriously injure it, and then connect a few ice thorns, the opponent didn't even have time to release the body protection magic weapon.
This kind of routine, Qin Sang is becoming more and more proficient in using it.
Seriously injured the other party, Qin Sang just wanted to grab the jade plate, but found that the man was begging for mercy, and quietly touched the mustard seed bag with his palm, and there was a faint red light flashing in his palm. Qin Sang was extremely angry, he almost suffered the loss of cutting the grass and not eradicating the roots just now, so naturally he didn't dare to take any more risks, and he was completely relieved to solve the opponent in one go.
Qin Sang opened his mustard seed bag, and after some searching, he didn't find the jade plate!
This kid's jade plate was either robbed or hidden by him.
There is no day and night in the gossip forbidden land, Qin Sang can only estimate that he has been in for almost two hours, but he only got a jade plate.
The difficulty of collecting ten jade plaques is much more difficult than expected, and you can't be so careful!
However, this person's net worth is richer than that of a sloppy Taoist, after Qin Sang opened his palm, he found that there were a dozen or twelve spirit runes in his palm, and when he took it out, it was all fire feather talismans, and he couldn't help but sweat coldly.
The Fire Feather Technique is one of the fire spells, once the flame feathers in the sky are cast, and the fire feathers shoot out one by one, covering the sky. Due to the dispersion of the fire feathers, the power is not as good as the Decanter Water Yin Thunder Spell, but it is stronger than the ice spikes that have been frozen for thousands of miles.
If the opponent played a fire feather talisman, Qin Sang was naturally not afraid, but twelve fire feather talismans came out together, Qin Sang felt his scalp tingle when he thought about that scene, and he was glad that he didn't give his opponent a chance to release the fire feather talisman.
In addition to this fire feather talisman, this person's magic weapon is not very surprising, a green gauze tent-like defensive magic weapon, which is not as good as the ice silkworm treasure armor, and a blood-colored long knife, which can be regarded as a medium-grade magic weapon, barely usable.
Qin Sang picked it up and waved it twice, quite taking advantage of it, and stayed.
After the corpse was burned, Qin Sang looked left and right, hid in the dark, and after leaving the canyon, he climbed over two more mountains, and then found a cave to hide.
After resuming from meditation, Qin Sang carried the bloody knife and set off again.
The mountains seemed to be boundless, the terrain was incomparably complicated, Qin Sang accelerated his speed, and after walking for a while, he saw a lone peak standing in front of him, the top of the mountain almost poked into the clouds, it was the highest mountain nearby, and the field of vision would be extremely vast, Qin Sang decided to go up and take a look.
In this kind of place, it is natural to be extremely careful, Qin Sang quietly climbed to the top of the mountain, his eyes suddenly condensed.
On a stone on the top of the mountain, there was an inconspicuous mark, which only the seventeen of them could understand, and it was the secret mark that Uncle Yue had agreed with them.
After entering the gossip forbidden land, Qin Sang had already forgotten the secret memories, he would definitely not leave secret memories, let others come to him, and felt that other people should have the same thoughts as himself.
Unexpectedly, one of his classmates really left a secret mark.
Naivety, or is it a conspiracy?
Qin Sang frowned, and looked at the past along the secret note, which was exactly the direction he was going to go, indicating that the fellow disciple was probably not far ahead.
After coming in for so long, going through two battles, and only getting a jade plaque, Qin Sang realized that it was really not that simple to stand out in the Immortal Ascension Conference.
Compared with the consequences of not being able to enter the Yuanzhao Gate, it seems more acceptable to seek skin with the tiger?
Qin Sang looked a little hesitant, thought about it for a while, and finally decided to go to the side of the avenue, he didn't know which one was in front of him, in case it was a fellow disciple of the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Period, once he had a bad intention, he would be severely punished.
The attraction of a superb magic weapon is not much weaker than that of a jade brand.
If you change direction, the end of the left view is sparkling, as if there is a large river, the river bank is open, and the poison swamp is not far from the opposite bank.
After descending the mountain, Qin Sang turned to the right and continued to trek through the mountains.