The warm currents in my body gradually converged in my lower abdomen, and the bulging muscles on my body became smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye, and I only walked a few dozen steps forward before my height returned to normal. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The disciples of the Immortal Hall around me looked at me in amazement, and many of them distanced themselves from me, their eyes full of surprise. The man with the scar walked up to me, looked me up and down, handed over a purple robe, and said, "Gu Shaoxia, give it." ”

I looked down and saw that there was still a little ragged clothes left between my crotch, and the clothes on my body were in tatters, and it was not an exaggeration to say that I was not wrapped in clothes. The purple robe he handed over was bloodstained and also torn, but I couldn't care about it anymore, so I took it and draped it over my body.

The scarred man Nuo Nuo said: "Gu Shaoxia, what kind of exercises are you practicing?"

I wanted to tell him that I was practicing the Open Heaven Exercises, but the words reached my throat and I swallowed them back, so I just looked at him and said, "Who are you?"

The man with the scar smiled and said, "In Xia Wang Lai Mountain, he is a steward under the banner of the Xuanwu Altar. ”

I looked at the group of people who were walking in front of me. Gu Tai, the altar master of the Xuanwu Altar, was being supported by four or five people, his body was extremely wide and fat, and he was very conspicuous in the crowd. When he rushed into the valley before, Gu Tai had been protected in the center of the battle circle, but now he was walking and shaking. When the head-lowering technique on Fan Chunyang's body was broken, he thought that the scream in the Immortal Hall Array was from him. Maybe it has something to do with his identity, five thousand disciples died in the Immortal Hall, but he, an injured burden, was well protected. I said, "Your altar master has also practiced witchcraft?"

Wang Laishan played with the big knife in his hand and said, "You're talking about the Gu in the head of the Kongtong Sect, right? No, my altar master has not practiced witchcraft, and it is the sheep altar master who casts witchcraft. ”

I said, "Is it a hammer to lower your head?"

Wang Laishan's face was surprised, and he said, "How do you know? It is the Gu technique of the sheep altar master above and below the iron hammer, and the surnamed Fan will be hit by the Gu as soon as he touches the iron hammer." The owner of the sheep altar said that this is a high-grade head-lowering technique, which can control people and beasts in the mountains. ”

It turns out that the superior head lowering technique can also control animals? I haven't heard Su Qingyao talk about this, so in this way, wouldn't it be possible to control anyone after learning this superior head lowering technique?

In fact, what finally brought the Immortal Hall to this point has a great deal to do with this head-lowering technique. However, no matter what kind of witchcraft it is, it doesn't matter now, the Immortal Hall thinks it is impenetrable, but in the end, it was still seen through by the masters of the sky.

I sighed to myself, not wanting to think about it any more.

This passage in the Shenlong Cave was much longer than I had imagined, and the further we went, the thicker and denser the thick rattans hanging from the top, these rattans were the thickness of a human forearm, almost touching the top of our heads, and we had to walk forward with our heads slightly bowed. On both sides of the passage, every four or five zhang there will be a pitch-black stone pillar, the stone pillar is a man high, the top of the stone is carved into the shape of a lotus pot, it seems to be used for lighting the fire platform, but now these flower pots are filled with water falling from the top of the cave.

In addition to these stone pillars, you can see a statue seven or eight feet high at intervals. The statues are carved into the stone walls, and most of the carvings are ghostly and grotesque. There was a red-faced fanged ghost with seven horns on his head, and a fork with two sharp ends in his hand, a stout man with bulging muscles, but four arms, each holding a stone ring, and even among these statues, I saw a humanoid stone sculpture with a fish-headed head, which resembled the head of a fish-headed monster, but also of great provenance, and the head of this stone sculpture looked more like a human in comparison.

As I walked, I was amazed. These stone carvings have not seen the light of day for 30 years, and they are also covered with moss, and some even have incomplete limbs and are unrecognizable. But the carving technique of these stone carvings is very exquisite, and the lines are extremely delicate and smooth, if it is not for the moss growing on it, I am afraid it will be lifelike.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, we came to the end of the passage, and before us was an open circular hall.

Like the great passage behind us, the walls, floors, and ceiling of this temple were covered with a thick layer of moss, and water dripped. It's like a huge cave.

The main hall is surrounded by twelve thick stone pillars, about the same thickness as the trees on the periphery of the Death Swamp, but each pillar is covered with rattan, and it is difficult to see the carved patterns on the stone pillars. In the center of the main hall, there is also a burly humanoid stone sculpture, but this stone sculpture is somewhat strangely carved, its hands and feet are locked by huge stone chains, its head is tilted and its mouth is open, and it seems to be roaring.

I was looking, but I saw that a group of people suddenly quickened their pace, ran to the foot of the stone statue and knelt down in unison, bowed their heads, and said loudly: "Meet my lord." ”

I couldn't laugh or cry, I couldn't imagine that the Immortal Hall, which was full of evil, would worship such a stone carving. This stone sculpture is very tall, with its legs wrapped in vines, and only the placket carved from its waist to the top and bottom of its body, and the rest of the body is completely exposed, and the appearance of the cloak is exuding, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a wild man. If this stone statue is carved with the appearance of a Buddha or a celestial deity, maybe I can understand the actions of these people. But they bowed down to a wild man, which was so ridiculous and generous that it gave me a taste of indecency and evil.

Waiting for Fang Wenwen and they stood up, Fang Wen suddenly said: "Master Pang Tan, you take someone to the apse to check whether the passage to the spiritual cave is intact." ”

Pang Youren beside him clenched his fists and said, "Yes." He waved his hand and led a hundred or so Immortal Hall disciples towards the back of the stone statue.

Fang Wen looked around and shouted, "Cut off all the rattans on the doors, Lord of the Sheep Altar, you go and light the holy fire." ”

As soon as he drank like this, the surrounding Immortal Hall disciples responded in unison and ran towards the surrounding stone walls, while Yang Zhixing and Lai Bangzhi ran towards a stone wall in the northeast corner.

I almost thought I had misheard, so I walked closer to Fang Wen and said in a deep voice, "Didn't you say to leave through the passage?

I don't know what the holy fire and the spiritual cave are, but just listen to the name, it is definitely not the escape channel mentioned in the scriptures. Fang Wenwen looked at me, but shook his head and smiled, turned around and walked a few steps towards the stone statue, and the black and white two elders behind him followed closely.

He looked up at the statue and reached out to rip off a rattan at the foot of one of the statues. After decades of not seeing the light of day, these rattans are already rotting and can be easily torn off. Fang Wenwen looked at the broken vine in his hand for a long time, sighed, and said: "Thirty years ago, I was still a deputy altar master in the Immortal Hall, at that time, the Immortal Hall was still powerful, no one dared to defeat it in the Western Regions, and the treasures obtained were innumerable, and nearly a hundred tribes large and small around the Death Forest had to surrender to my Immortal Hall, and even the Central Plains Martial Arts had to be in awe for my hall. Now that I think about it, it's really beautiful. ”

There was a lot of emotion in his words, and I frowned, wondering why he suddenly said such a thing. The Forest of Death he was talking about should be what they called the Swamp of Death back then. I don't know what the Immortal Hall was like thirty years ago, but at the beginning, the seven major sects could join forces to fight against the Immortal Hall, and I think that the power of the Immortal Hall back then was indeed considerable. But now it was not what it used to be, their Immortal Hall was defeated in the end, and the Death Forest became a death swamp, and even now monsters such as the Fishhead Monster were born in the Divine Dragon Cave.

Thinking of the fish-headed monster, I couldn't help but look around. It's strange that when we entered the Dragon Cave, we didn't see a single fish-headed monster, and the screams from time to time were unpredictable, and I didn't know where they came from.

After a sigh, Fang Wenwen looked at me, smiled suddenly, and said: "Back then, the Seven Great Sects joined forces to enter the Divine Dragon Cave, and the critical moment was that the Dream Hall Master of the year sealed the Divine Dragon Gate, which made the bamboo basket of the Seven Great Sects empty. Thanks to the Dream Hall Master, the endless treasures of my Immortal Hall were not stolen by the people of the Seven Great Sects. God really helped me to live in the Eternal Life Hall, and now these treasures have fallen into our hands again, and the restoration of my mountains and rivers is just around the corner, hehe. ”

The master of the Dream Hall should be Dream Blue. I secretly wondered, Cheng Fuhai once said that the people in the rivers and lakes came to the Death Swamp because of the blood of the spirit snake, how did it get to Fang Wenwen's mouth, but the Seven Great Sects came for gold and silver treasures?

Thinking like this in my heart, I smiled and said, "So, you came to the Shenlong Cave this time for countless treasures?"

Fang Wenwen smiled bitterly and said, "Not really. However, with this batch of property, my Changshengtang can sit big again, recruit a wide range of disciples, and revitalize the majesty of the past in the land of the Western Regions, and it can be regarded as having the capital to fight against the Seven Great Sects. ”

I was surprised, "You still want to fight against the Seven Great Sects?"

Fang Wenwen put away his smile and said in a deep voice: "They killed so many disciples of my Immortal Hall, who can swallow this breath?

He said it a bit exaggerated, even beyond his means. I sneered secretly, the Immortal Hall was already in decline, and this time it could be regarded as a total annihilation, even if they could take away the gold and silver treasures here, how could they compete with the Seven Great Sects after they went out?

Fang Wenwen said again: "Gu Shaoxia doesn't have to think about it, this time you come to the rescue, Fang Mou's previous promise will definitely be done." The passage is in the apse, and after the master of the altar finds out the truth, we will leave immediately. ”

I thought about it for a moment and said, "It's fine." "It's useless for me to be anxious now, although I don't want to stay with them, but after all, I still have to rely on them to get out of the Death Swamp, even if I want to tear my face with them and part ways, I have to wait until I get out of the Death Swamp.

Walking to the side, I picked up a large stone that was not very dirty and sat down, looking at these busy Immortal Hall disciples. The main hall was indeed very large, the size of three squares in the center of Chenzhou City, and the disciples of these Immortal Halls were scattered, holding torches to clear the vines on the stone wall, and swords slashed on the stone wall, making a clanging echo sound.

For some reason, I suddenly felt a sense of confusion. It's all down to this point, Fang Wenwen and they are still thinking about the matter of recovery.

Where does the hatred between the righteous and the demon come from? It is so deep that when I hit the stone with an egg, I am still thinking about fighting it.