Nanchen was worried that the Immortal Monarch would chase him to the underworld, and the aura of the Heavenly Wolf Claw would reveal his location, so he could only throw them into the Qiankun bag first. Looking around, he didn't see a single figure, "It's strange, where have they gone?" Nanchen muttered to himself in confusion.

Thinking about the four ghosts protecting them, it shouldn't be much of a problem in the underworld, they may be hiding in a certain area, so that at least they can prevent the pursuit of the Immortal Monarch, his treasure is still entangled with his own sword, Nanchen feels that the possibility of the Immortal Monarch chasing after him is very high.

He looked at the bare rocky mountains and bald mountains around him, and it was urgent to find a hiding place to recuperate and recover his vitality as soon as possible, but there was no suitable place here except for barren mountains and rocks.

Nanchen, who was at a loss, stared at the pile of rocks and was stunned, at this time, a rustling sound came from behind him, and his heart suddenly sank, could it be that the Immortal Monarch followed him to the underworld? He hurriedly looked in the direction where the sound came.

It turned out that the sound came from the gravel behind him, and the stone piles continued to pile up with the sound of rustling, Nanchen saw this strange situation, and his heart was also a false alarm, and the hand that was about to draw the sword stopped again.

"Damn! Damn it, the wolf's claws!" Nanchen muttered, he could only tighten his heartstrings, but fortunately he had recovered some vitality, and if something happened to him, he could deal with it for a while.

At this time, there was a "bang" sound from the bottom of the mountain, and a ragged white figure fell, Nanchen didn't need to guess to know who this person was, he quickly bent down and lurked in the stone pile, observing Xianjun's every move.

Fortunately, he didn't sense the breath of the wolf claw, and saw him crouch down to observe for a while, as if he had found something, and then looked up into the fog in the distance.

Seeing Xianjun's strange face, Nanchen felt that he might have guessed correctly, Xianjun followed the footprints on the ground, and after a while, the figure disappeared into the fog in the distance.

At this time, Nanchen began to struggle, whether to follow the Immortal Monarch or recover his vitality first, which made him a little hesitant, whether he could keep up with the speed of the Immortal Monarch for the time being, even if he did, he would give his own head.

Thinking that the four ghosts were more familiar with the underworld, and it should be more cautious to hide their breath and traces, he finally chose to find a place to nourish his spirit and breathe first, and if he could recover his vitality, he might also catch Xianjun off guard.

Nanchen prevented Xianjun from killing a horse pistol, and for the time being, he lurked in the chaos of stones and did not act rashly, and at the same time paid attention to the continuous stone piles, and it was also strange, the sound of rustling seemed to know that it was discovered, and it began to fall silent.

This made Nanchen feel a little weird, what was hidden under the rubble so keenly? Just when he was confused, there was a rustling sound under the gravel pile on the other side, Nanchen thought to himself, could it be that there was more than one spiritual object below? He began to be alert.

After a while, the original rubble pile continued to squirt, revealing a tail with layers of scales, Nanchen took a breath of cool air, what is this? There is a crocodile in the underworld? I saw a sharp claw, followed by a pointed nose, Nanchen's hanging heart was lowered, it turned out to be a pangolin.

It saw that Nanchen was not afraid or dodging, what to do or what to do, as if it didn't take Nanchen seriously at all, this was not the vigilance that had just appeared, Nanchen thought to himself, did it find that it was not malicious?

The pangolin sealed the hole with a stone, and then raised its pointed nose to take Nanchen seriously, and it looked at the Qiankun bag around Nanchen's waist, and its round little eyes were a little shining.

Is it going to snatch my Qiankun bag? That can't let it succeed Nanchen thought to himself, so he pulled down the red green clothes, "Be careful! Where do you want to go? Is my dignified King of the Mountains as dirty as you think?"

Nanchen, who was dumbfounded, was shocked, it could even speak, it turned out that this was a cultivated pangolin, "What? Isn't it strange? It's really a human who has never seen the sky." The pangolin said a little sarcastically, which made Nanchen a little embarrassed, he really didn't expect that there were living creatures with ontology cultivation in the underworld.

"Are you a creature of the underworld?" Nanchen asked with some surprise, which really surprised him, the pangolin looked at Nanchen with a surprised face, and continued to mockingly: "Then you are also a creature of the underworld?"

"This..." Nanchen was so choked by its words that he had nothing to say.

"I came from the demon world through the mountains, and often traveled back and forth between the mortal world and the demon world through the underworld. The pangolin's arrogant expression was very proud, and there was a bit of ostentatiousness.

Nanchen thought that the demon world didn't need to go through the underworld to go to the mortal realm, and felt that the words of this pangolin were a little watery, "What does the underworld have to do with you from the demon realm to the mortal realm?" Nanchen asked in a deliberately provocative tone.

"Why don't you tell you!" This pangolin also played a big name with him, which made Nanchen a little embarrassed, and what he said was right, he was an ordinary man, and even Xianjun said so.

"Let me ask you, where did the Qiankun bag come from on your waist?" asked the pangolin, with some urgency.

Nanchen deliberately clasped his hands around his waist, "I won't tell you either!" His words made the pangolin stunned.

"It's okay not to say it, you can make a price! How much can you let go?" Its words made Nanchen want to laugh a little, this pangolin's cultivation is really a bit worldly, and there is even a clear talk about money.

"How much is it? Do you know what money is?" Nanchen asked with a smile in his hand.

The pangolin looked disdainful, glanced at Nanchen and said: "Say that you are a mortal, you are still not convinced, I am a generation of business demons, I can give you the money used in the Six Realms, let's say!

When Nanchen heard the pangolin say this, he felt that it didn't panic, and suddenly lost that uncontrollable smile, "Are you a business demon? What kind of business do you have to do with Qiankun bags? You won't be speculative and sell antiques, right?"

"It's really boring to talk about business with you ordinary people, it's tiring to intrigue or not, what business I do has nothing to do with buying your Qiankun bag! I'll use it to load the head office!" The pangolin's impatient tone made Nanchen feel that he was asking outrageous.

Not to mention that what the pangolin said is not wrong at all, this Qiankun bag is really good, Nanchen thought to himself that he really underestimated this business demon, his mind is quite flexible, this demon business may be more creative than mortals in business.

"Let me tell you the truth! This Qiankun bag was given to me by a friend, and I don't sell it for any money!" Nanchen told it the truth.

"Friend, what friend is so generous, Qiankun bags are given away at will?" The pangolin naturally didn't believe what he said, and Nanchen couldn't help it, so he spread his hands and didn't believe it.

"Are you injured? or are you internally wounded?" said the pangolin, staring at Nanchen.

"Isn't that nonsense? Who would be paralyzed on a pile of rocks without getting hurt? You think everyone is like you, slipping through the rocks. Nanchen said angrily, keeping an eye on the surrounding movements.

"Can you take on human form? It's a little unaccustomed to talking to you like that. Nanchen felt that he was talking to a pangolin, and he always felt a little panicked.

"You don't talk nonsense, do you think the mortal world will do business with a pangolin?" After it finished speaking, a faint green smoke flashed, and a young man with a sharp face appeared in front of him, Nanchen raised his eyes and pinched his brows with his hands, thinking that it would be better to talk to a pangolin!

"Why? Are you jealous of my good looks? Nanchen swallowed when he heard his words, causing himself to cough lightly, and for the first time he had heard that the meaning of thief's eyebrows and rat eyes was Qingxiu.

"Forget it! Since you don't sell or force you, let's exchange conditions! I'll take you to a place to recuperate, and give you spirit stones to compensate for the aura, how about you introduce me to that generous friend?"

When Nanchen heard his words, he hesitated for a while, thinking that it would be great if there were a large number of spirit stones to assist in recovery, it would be great, it would depend on whether he had so many spirit stones, as for introducing the Demon Cry Princess, it would be okay, as for whether the Demon Cry could see him, that would be a later story.

"The conditions are good, I can also introduce you to my friend, but it depends on whether you are willing to pay spirit stones, I need a lot!" Nanchen deliberately said something bigger, striving to get more spirit stones to help him recover.

"It's a deal!" You come with me!" After saying that, the green smoke rose, and the pangolin turned and walked towards the stone pile.

"Hey, you haven't said how many spirit stones you took out?

"I've turned into my original form, and you have to regret it? Is this a common disease of you humans? You say that you will accept it when you see it, but in fact you want to make another one last handful, and you are insatiable!" said the pangolin, a little sarcastically.

"Okay, then I'll see how honest your generation of demon merchants is, don't forget that my friend is very generous, and his ability is big enough. Nanchen followed behind and muttered.

"How capable is it? Can you make me immortal?"

"I don't dare to say if I can live forever, get a few bowls of Meng Po soup for you to drink, that's absolutely no problem!" Nanchen said casually as he stepped on the gravel, the injuries on his body were not light, and he walked a little slowly, otherwise he would have stepped on the tail that stopped.

Seeing the pangolin's rolling little eyes, Nanchen knew that he had said the wrong thing, "Okay!

"Can you joke about such a big thing? Your friend can really get Meng Po soup?" Nanchen was a little stunned when he heard the pangolin's words, could it be that this pangolin still wants to do the business of Meng Po soup? Nanchen thought about it and felt ridiculous.

"You don't really want to do this business, do you!" Nanchen looked at the pangolin's serious little eyes.

"Who said I was going to do this business, can't I drink it myself?"

When Nanchen heard him say this, he wondered if the pangolin's brain was squeezed by the mountain when he drilled the mountain, and how could he say something outrageous.

"Let's go, let's go! Don't say some nonsense, you can't talk nonsense, it's so boring!" Nanchen urged.

The pangolin didn't say anything, and when he opened the gravel pile, it looked like a well, and Nanchen looked inside to see that it was a tunnel, and he barely passed through this tunnel.

"Let's go, do you want me to lead the way in your territory!" Nanchen looked at the swarthy tunnel, he didn't want to walk in front.

"Coward, I'll go down first, will you pull rocks to plug the hole?" said the pangolin, rolling his eyes.

Nanchen was dumbfounded when he heard his words, thinking that this is also the truth, he will hide this hole from the inside, and if he doesn't plug it well, he won't bury himself alive.

He hesitated for a while, and finally squatted down slowly, and tentatively went down the tunnel with his toes, and as soon as his feet landed, he sat in the tunnel, "Damn! Why didn't you say that this tunnel is an oblique earlier..." Nanchen's voice became smaller and smaller, and he disappeared.

The sound of the wind in his ears was like sliding down a slide, fortunately the rock walls on both sides of the tunnel were smooth, which Nanchen had to admire the pangolin's ability to dig holes, and the black holes in front of him didn't know how long they had been slipping, and they rushed up a ramp with inertia.

In front of him in an instant, the green mountains and green water were bright, warm and warm, Nanchen's eyes quickly adapted to the light, and when he was enjoying the warmth, he suddenly felt that the bottom of his butt was hanging in the air, and quickly looked down, "Damn! This guy who was squeezed out of the head by the mountain..."

Nanchen closed his eyes and fell halfway up the mountain into the deep pool, splashing a few small splashes on the water.