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The drizzle was hazy, the rain hit my body, and I only felt a burst of coolness. By the waterhole, the disciples of the Shaolin Temple are withdrawing, and a thousand disciples from the Kunlun faction will take over and stay at the pool. Around, many people were running back and forth, and the news spread quickly, Master Benkong and Tianyi had issued an order for the disciples of various sects to take strict precautions in the position.

Su Qingyao and I followed Cheng Fuhai to the residence, and Su Qingyao said: "Owner, the formation mentioned by the Fireheart Dao people, I think it is very likely to exist. ”

Cheng Fuhai stopped, turned his head to look at Su Qingyao, and said, "Since there is a formation, why is there no obstacle for me to enter and exit?"

In the Void Master's Tent, when the Fireheart Daoist said that there was a possibility of the existence of a formation, some of the Seven Great Sects and the major forces agreed with what the Fireheart Daoist said, while others thought that there were other reasons. Cheng Fuhai didn't believe much in the statement that there was a formation on the other side of the valley, he believed more that someone was obstructing it. Indeed, if we want us to believe that there is a formation on the other side of the valley, after all, it is too mysterious and ethereal, and I don't believe this statement very much. The people of the Immortal Hall should not know that there is a formation in the valley, otherwise they will not suffer heavy losses, and it will take thousands of dead people to escape from the valley, even if they know, I am afraid they will not believe it.

I thought that my head hurt, so I stopped and looked at Su Qingyao, and saw him frowning and said: "Maybe that formation is only against that group of monsters, and it has no effect on people, when I was studying witchcraft in the Wushan Department, I read about the formation of Gu worms, and the kind of formation recorded in the book is only for Gu worms, and it has no effect on people." Just ......"

Cheng Fuhai said: "Just what?"

The corners of Su Qingyao's mouth moved, looking at the valley of the Divine Dragon Cave, and said with a little uncertainty: "It's just that that kind of formation is only used in small Gu furnaces, and the big one is only a formation the size of a water tank, like such a big ......"

I looked at the valley in the distance, the sky was getting dark, and the fish-headed monster at the mouth of the valley had already begun to retreat into the Divine Dragon Cave. It was drizzling, the mist was still drifting in the valley, and the damp earth was raised high by the fish-headed monsters, and the valley was a mess.

If it weren't for the formation, then what was there at the mouth of the valley that could discourage these monsters?

Cheng Fuhai shook his head and said, "Whether there is a formation on the other side of the valley, the old man doesn't care, but there is one person who is very suspicious. ”

Su Qingyao and I glanced at each other, and Su Qingyao said, "Who?"

Cheng Fuhai groaned: "Li Yanzong's master, Zhuo Erzamu. ”

"Is that him?"

We were all taken aback, and Su Qingyao said, "Why did the owner of the village suddenly mention this person?"

Cheng Fuhai said: "I just feel suspicious." Li Yanzong's witchcraft is weird and abnormal, and he can refine Gu worms like worms, so his master is amazing, besides, these fish-headed monsters are very similar to worms, isn't it suspicious?"

I was a little stunned. Indeed, the worm and the fish-headed monster are indeed similar, equally fierce and ruthless, although there are differences in appearance, but at a cursory glance they are almost the same. If these fish-headed monsters do dig holes in the ground, then the fish-headed monsters and the worms are simply too similar. Li Yanzong is Zhuo Erzamu's apprentice, and the master and apprentice have studied this way exhaustively, and the Gu worms they have cultivated are the same, which is not impossible. If you look at it this way, Drowzamu has a great suspicion of cultivating these fish-headed monsters. I thought of the swarm of rats I had met on the way here, the sorcerer who had raised them was dead, and the rats had no leader, but they had been wandering in the forest and refused to retreat, and even attacked outsiders. Based on the fact that they are all raised ghost boys, aren't they exactly the same as the group of fish-headed monsters in the valley?

However, in this case, how did Zhuo Erzamu raise fish-headed monsters in the Divine Dragon Cave? If this is really him, then how did he enter the Divine Dragon Cave? Could it be that Zhuo Erzamu was originally a member of the Immortal Hall?

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in my mind, if Zhuo Erzamu was a member of the Immortal Hall, then Li Yanzong was a member of the Immortal Hall! The mysterious organization that Cheng Fuhai had been tracking down was...... Eternal Hall?

So, all of this is a trap for the Immortal Hall?

I was a little short of breath, Su Qingyao seemed to think of this, his face was a little pale, and said, "Owner, then what should we do?"

Cheng Fuhai's face was the same, and he just said: "This matter is just the old man's speculation, whether it is true or not, I will know everything when I return to the Kunlun faction." With that, he walked forward.

The sky was dark and dreary, and the smell of rancid smell was everywhere, and in the midst of the smoke and rain, unknown insects burrowed around in the muddy ground, and were trampled by the disciples of the various sects who came and went, and those insects burrowed back into the soil. The tents around him were lit with lights, and the figures in the tents swayed, fighting with the fish-headed monsters for a long time, and most of them were still tired, so they could rest a little longer. I looked across the waterhole, obscured by the smoke and rain, and I couldn't see anything clearly. I don't know why, my back was already dripping with cold sweat, and I suddenly felt that Master Benkong and Tianyi Elder were doing the right thing about the Demon Sect, and they were doing the right thing for the heavens.

Standing in the rain for a moment, I hurriedly followed.

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Bidding farewell to Cheng Fuhai at the foot of the mountain, he just walked to the entrance of the cave and saw a little monk of Shaolin Temple taking care of the cave.

I was a little surprised, and when I walked into the cave, the disciple of the Shaolin Temple bowed to me and said, "Gu Shaoxia, the cave has been sorted out, and the little monk will bring you a meal later." ”

I said, "Who are you, what are you doing here?"

This person saluted again and said, "The little monk is dusty, and he has come to serve Gu Shaoxia in accordance with the decree of his ancestors." ”

This is also the special care that Master Benkong takes care of me, right? It is a joyful thing to be valued so much by Master Benkong, but I can't lift my mood at all, let alone let a little monk follow me. I said: "Master Chen, I can take care of myself, and I have the good intentions of Master Benkong, so I don't have to be so troublesome." ”

He was about the same age as me, even a few years older than me, and he naturally understood my polite refusal.

Lichen smiled and just said, "Gu Shaoxia, the little monk only obeyed the decree of the master and didn't dare to disobey." The young man rested for a while, and the little monk went to bring the fasting meal. ”

Before I could speak, he hurried out of the cave.

I was a little overwhelmed and sat down on the side of the straw shop. The grass was covered with a thick layer of animal skin, and a thick blanket was covered with it, and it was neatly laid, and even the weeds in the ground were trimmed and shaped.

The bonfire in the cave has been replaced, there is not much firewood, the fire is not very large, and it can only be used for heating.

At the end of the straw shop lay the open scroll, and I reached out and grabbed the parchment in my hand, but the parchment was still dark yellow, and there was no light. Soaked in rain and blood, the dense fly-headed small characters on it have receded a lot, and it looks a little blurry.

After looking at the parchment roll for a long time, I let out a long sigh and threw it into the fire.