The wrinkled faces of the four old women with umbrellas in red, green, white and black smiled, and the cold and rotten aura automatically seeped out from the bottom of Zhou Fan's heart, spreading towards the bones and internal organs, and his body was constantly aging.

If Zhou Fan didn't do anything more, he would be rotted into a pile of dust that would be dispersed by the wind.

Previously, Zhou Fan had been relying on the three needles of illusion to support and resist the evil erosion of the two old women holding umbrellas, but now there were two more at once, which made Zhou Fan pierce the three needles into the acupuncture points without hesitation, and he immediately took out the fourth light green long needle from his shirt.

It's just that when he held the fourth pale green needle, his hand was shaking, which was caused by the pain caused by the three illusory needles, but the effect was very good, at least temporarily resisting the evil erosion.

But that wasn't enough, he took a deep breath, stabilized his trembling right hand, and stabbed the long needle into the left pylorus**.

As the long needles pierced, he felt as if the bones in his body had been broken one by one, especially when the pain was superimposed on the first three needles, which made him cry out in pain.

With the superposition of the four stitches, the figures of the four old women holding umbrellas in red, green, white and black disappeared from Zhou Fan's field of vision, and the erosion from the evil illusion also withdrew from his body.

Zhou Fan gritted his teeth and pulled out the four illusory long needles one by one.

Even if he pulled it out, Zhou Fan couldn't help but tremble for a while, a trace of fear appeared on his face, he didn't expect that four illusory long needles could bring so much pain.

The monk who created this secret method is really a pervert.

Zhou Fan even had the idea of giving up the Nine Needles of Illusory Void Secret Method and directly using the blood of the Dragon God to resist the erosion of evil illusions, but this thought was suppressed by him as soon as it arose.

Dragon God Blood was too important to him, and he couldn't use it indiscriminately.

Zhou Fan exhaled, he glanced back at the ghost burial coffin, the three gray shadows of the ghost burial coffin still looked directly at him, he turned his head back and continued to climb up.

Otherwise, if he stayed here for too long, he might be corrupted by the Illusory Illusion, and he would have to use the Four Needles of Illusory Void to deal with it.

And a hundred zhang!

It shouldn't be Qi Jiu Needle...... Zhou Fan thought silently in his heart.

......

The wind and snow were whistling, and Wen Xiao, who was wrapped in white cloth bandages, had stopped for a while.

The sound of the golden insects that had crawled out and crawled in through the gaps in the bandages became louder and louder.

But Wen Xiao just looked up slightly at the bright red mountain top at a hundred feet, and soon looked down at the white cloth bandage on his body.

He is well aware of the fact that if he continues to move forward, not only will the special bugs he raises die, but he will also die.

"This height is already possible. Wen Xiao turned around and went down the mountain.

The people next to the Xuanguang Jade Wall looked at Wen Xiao's picture.

Old lady Zhang Li said with a strange expression: "This Wen Xiao's whole body is wrapped in white bandages, how do you identify him? Have you seen his true face?"

"No, he won't take off the white bandage, but he's willing to take a ghost oath to prove his identity. A teacher explained to Mrs. Zhang Li.

"Wen Xiao's score is two thousand nine hundred and five. Soon, someone counted Wen Xiao's results.

"I didn't expect him to climb to such a height after losing his obedience in the morning. Yuan Hai sighed a little.

Such a result is either fourth or third in the cross-country test.

Because there are still three candidates who are still climbing, Zhou Fan and the group are not much different from the height they climbed, and at a cursory glance, they have passed two thousand nine hundred zhang, but their footsteps have not stopped like Wen Xiao.

And Hou Thirteen Swords, who was lagging behind, was slower, he hadn't yet entered two thousand nine hundred zhang, and he couldn't confirm whether he could surpass the height that Wen Xiao climbed, if he could, Wen Xiao could only rank fourth.

"Have you noticed that Hou Thirteen Sword's speed is not fast, but he has been moving forward at a steady pace. Nakata suddenly spoke.

Yuan Hai and Old Lady Zhang Li both frowned slightly, because as Zhong Tian said, the speed of the Thirteen Swords was very stable, and the Yi Yi and Zhou Fan would occasionally pause to fight against the erosion of the evil illusion.

It's not that Hou Thirteen Sword won't stop, but his pause is very short, no more than a breath at most, so his speed is faster than that of Yi Yi and Zhou Fan.

"Fast speed doesn't mean he can go to the end, who do you say is the first among the three of them?" said Mrs. Zhang Li said with a smile.

Because the line is here, Yuanhai is not good to evaluate, so Mrs. Zhang Li asked Zhongtian.

Zhong Tian was silent for a while and said: "Hou Thirteen Swords and the line are difficult to distinguish, Zhou Fan may lose a little." ”

"Why do you say that?" asked the teacher.

You must know that the Thirteen Swords are behind Zhou Fan now, and even one line cannot have an advantage in front of Zhou Fan.

"Because Hou Thirteen Swords is from the Sword Sect, and the party is from the Great Buddha Temple, and Zhou Fan is said to have a hidden sect behind him, but even if it is a hidden sect, it will not be more powerful than the Sword Sect and the Great Buddha Temple, and his background is a little worse. After thinking about it for a while, Old Lady Zhang Li understood what Zhongtian meant.

Many times, it is not that the hidden world sect is strong, on the contrary, some sects are too weak, and no one asks about them in the deep mountains, and it has become the so-called hidden world sect, and the people here know that Zhou Fan is from the hidden world sect of the Fishing God Sect, but they know very little about this sect.

That's why they think that Zhou Fan's background is too poor.

"As far as the news I dug up from Yiluan Division, it is said that the patriarch of the Fishing God Sect where Zhou Fan is located is not known for his strong strength. Old lady Zhang Li joked with a smile.

"What's that?" Yuan Hai hadn't heard of it, and was quite curious.

"It is rumored that the patriarch of the Fishing God Sect is a rare beautiful man in the world. Mrs. Zhang replied.

Zhong Tian said with a strange look on his face: "I have also heard about this, and this does not seem to be a rumor, I have read a few words about this senior in some ancient classics, all of which are comments such as some jade trees in the wind, faces like crown jade, graceful demeanor, phoenix and dragon posture." ”

And in addition to these evaluations, there are many small allusions about the predecessor is a beautiful man, such as this predecessor once passed by a national capital called Lu State, and was welcomed by hundreds of thousands of women in the national capital at that time, and it is said that more than 10,000 women fainted with joy because they saw the handsome and beautiful face of the senior. ”

"After that, there were 20,000 single women in the capital of Lu who were determined not to marry the senior, and 10,000 women cried, made trouble, and hung themselves and asked Hugh to marry the senior......"

"Amitabha, such allusions are too absurd. Yuan Hai's eyebrows jumped sharply, and he couldn't help but say.

Zhongtian hesitated for a moment and said: "I also thought so at first, but then I read the source of the allusion, which was recorded by a historian of the Lu State, not by some third-rate scholar or wild history." ”

Upright historians have always had a good tradition of writing straightforwardly and not hiding their flaws, and if the king's affairs were to be forced by the king's pressure, they would not dare to record them, but once such things were recorded, they would generally not be false.

Old lady Zhang Li sighed and was puzzled: "Even if it is a true thing, why did the historian record such absurd things?"

Nakata was silent for a moment and said: "As a scholar, I can feel the complicated emotions of this allusion historian for that senior, but I didn't write this down out of admiration for his demeanor, and there is an explanation of the record of this matter after the allusion." ”

"The dragon predecessors came to the capital of our country in spring, stayed in the capital for a day, and then did not come, at the end of winter, my country was finished, and the newborn baby at this age was less than three percent of the year, so it was remembered to show future generations. Nakata read the sentence.

Everyone: "......"