In the bamboo forest, the misty fog has dissipated a lot because of the successive battles, and has become a cloud of mist entrenched in the bamboo forest.

The entire bamboo forest was exposed to the blue sky, and the gloomy moisture was dispelled a lot, bathed in the sun, and the fog around the body was filled, and there was an indescribable strange feeling.

Without the fog, the name of this bamboo forest may also be changed, and this strange scene may attract many tourists.

Wu Yue, who was hidden in the corner of the bamboo forest, also felt the changes in the bamboo forest, and stood up in confusion.

At that time, after the defeat and escape with Qin Yue, with the caution he had cultivated for many years in the rivers and lakes, instead of escaping directly from the bamboo forest, he fled to the depths of the bamboo forest.

Over the years, this method of blackening the light has also allowed him to escape many crises.

It's just that he never expected that Qin Yue didn't catch up, if he had fled outside the bamboo forest at the beginning, he would have already escaped at this time.

But even then, it's not too late.

Looking around at the surrounding environment, Wu Yue cautiously walked out, now that his strength has recovered, he is confident that even if he meets Qin Yue, he will have the strength to fight.

"If it weren't for that little girl, Lao Tzu would be seventh on the list, where would he be defeated in the hands of that kid. ”

scolded secretly, Wu Yue was confident, so he put away his caution and walked towards the outside of the bamboo forest with a swagger.

But when he walked to the edge of a bamboo, he found that there was a trace of mist rising from the ground.

In the past, there was a mist in the bamboo forest all the year round, and even if there was such a place, no one would probably notice, but now that the fog has dissipated, this place can be seen so obviously.

"Huh?"

Turning back in confusion, Wu Yue stared at the place where the mist was tirelessly rising, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

In the past, the Qin clan fell, the world was in chaos, and countless sects went out of the mountains one after another to fight for one acre and three points of land in the world.

It's not that these sects are not strong, it can only be said that the luck is not good, the sects are competing, and there are too many factors that determine the outcome of the victory.

Or stand on the wrong team, or a certain enemy has gained some adventure, and his skills have soared.

In short, there are still countless treasures of the fallen sect hidden today that have not yet been found, or the place where the treasures of the Divine Secret Classics left by the peerless master has not yet appeared.

Just find any one and that's enough to change a lifetime.

This river and lake is full of cruelty and blood, and naturally there are countless possibilities and hopes, which is the reason why countless people go forward and rush to it.

This is also the charm of this Jianghu.

Wu Yue looked at the place where the gray mist continued to overflow, and he was more and more sure that he had found a treasure.

After looking around for a while, and after confirming that there was no one, Wu Yue picked up a branch from the side and stabbed it at that place.

The gray fog continued to pour out as usual, without the slightest change.

Wu Yue's courage was also getting bigger and bigger, and the internal force poured out, and he dug up the ground with a wooden stick.

Before he could dig twice, Wu Yue felt unstable under his feet and collapsed suddenly.

Thundered!

Smoke and dust flew in the sky, enveloping a patch.

Wu Yue is also a battle-hardened person, and he has explored two or three small treasures in his life, and he is not in a hurry in the face of this situation, trying to adjust his body in mid-air and fall in the best posture.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Wu Yue fell to the ground, his whole body shook, and he staggered to his feet after a while.

The depth of the fall was not high, but it was too sudden, which made Wu Yue's internal organs a little shocked, but it was only a slight injury.

After looking around, it was pitch black, and there was no light.

But fortunately, Wu Yue is away all the year round, and he still has some necessities such as fire folds.

After listening quietly for a while, there was no strange sound around, and Wu Yue cut a fire fold.

Laugh at.

The glow of a slightly hot fire illuminates the surroundings.

This is a hole in the ground, the hole is not closed, and a gust of wind can be faintly heard, presumably at the other end of the hole should lead to another place.

Thinking of this, Wu Yue became more and more excited, and he was more sure that this was a place of hidden treasures.

But where did the gray fog come from?

A question crossed Wu Yue's heart, and he subconsciously looked back behind him.

It's okay not to look at it, but it's shocking when I look at it.

A huge lump of ice stood behind him, and in the midst of the mound was an old man with a white beard.

The old man is wearing a brocade white dress, gilded edging, and a noble body, not to mention that this dress is now, it is the peaceful and prosperous era of the year, I am afraid that there are not many people who can wear it like this.

The old man had a sharp sword in his chest, blood was pouring from his chest, and his eyes were closed, he should have died.

It's just strange that this ice lump does not emit the slightest chill, nor does it melt, and it is more appropriate to say that it is an ice lump than amber.

At this time, wisps of gray mist continued to emanate from the ice mound and drift upward.

After knowing the source of the gray mist, Wu Yue didn't delve into it, but just touched the ice mound a few times, tested it with internal force, and found that the ice mound was unusually strong and could not be broken in a short time.

Since there was no way to break it, Wu Yue lost interest, after all, on the other side of this tunnel, there might be a better martial arts secret book waiting for him, so why hang it in one place.

As for who this old man is, what his identity is, and why he is in this ice mound, it is not Wu Yue's concern.

After thinking clearly, Wu Yue turned his head and looked at the depths of the tunnel, the underground was deep, it was pitch black, the fire could not shine, and there were obvious traces of man-made excavation on the edge of the tunnel.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Yue walked in with excitement.

It's just that he didn't notice that the white-haired old man in the ice lump behind him suddenly opened his eyes......

......

In the bamboo forest, Qin Huanhuan gradually woke up, and found that many parts of his body were wrapped in strips of cloth that were obviously torn off his clothes, he was stunned for a moment, and then thought of the last black proud figure he saw before he fell unconscious.

After looking around for a while, and after confirming that there was no one around, Qin Huanhuan was a little distracted and muttered softly:

"Who are you?"

Struggling to get up, Qin Huanhuan staggered towards the outside of the bamboo forest, this time the task of going out to collect ghost heart bamboo shoots failed, and all the junior sisters in the same company died, so he had to report to the master as soon as possible.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the depths of the jungle, followed by a rumbling vibration.

The sound of vibration came from far and near, Qin Huanhuan's pupils shrank, and he found that there was actually a thick gray mist rushing out in the depths of the bamboo forest.

And after the gray fog, which had nothing to do with the Grimace Bamboo, spread this time, the Grimace Bamboo actually withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was horror in his eyebrows, Qin Huanhuan hurriedly turned around and ran, but this action was a big one, and the wounds on his body were suddenly torn, and under the pain, Qin Huanhuan stumbled and fell to the ground.

The gray mist spread rapidly, approaching, and it was about to swallow Qin Huanhuan into it.

Laugh at!

A floating dust fell from the sky, blooming with white brilliance, and fell in front of Qin Huanhuan. In the bamboo forest, the misty fog has dissipated a lot because of the successive battles, and has become a cloud of mist entrenched in the bamboo forest.

The entire bamboo forest was exposed to the blue sky, and the gloomy moisture was dispelled a lot, bathed in the sun, and the fog around the body was filled, and there was an indescribable strange feeling.

Without the fog, the name of this bamboo forest may also be changed, and this strange scene may attract many tourists.

Wu Yue, who was hidden in the corner of the bamboo forest, also felt the changes in the bamboo forest, and stood up in confusion.

At that time, after the defeat and escape with Qin Yue, with the caution he had cultivated for many years in the rivers and lakes, instead of escaping directly from the bamboo forest, he fled to the depths of the bamboo forest.

Over the years, this method of blackening the light has also allowed him to escape many crises.

It's just that he never expected that Qin Yue didn't catch up, if he had fled outside the bamboo forest at the beginning, he would have already escaped at this time.

But even then, it's not too late.

Looking around at the surrounding environment, Wu Yue cautiously walked out, now that his strength has recovered, he is confident that even if he meets Qin Yue, he will have the strength to fight.

"If it weren't for that little girl, Lao Tzu would be seventh on the list, where would he be defeated in the hands of that kid. ”

scolded secretly, Wu Yue was confident, so he put away his caution and walked towards the outside of the bamboo forest with a swagger.

But when he walked to the edge of a bamboo, he found that there was a trace of mist rising from the ground.

In the past, there was a mist in the bamboo forest all the year round, and even if there was such a place, no one would probably notice, but now that the fog has dissipated, this place can be seen so obviously.

"Huh?"

Turning back in confusion, Wu Yue stared at the place where the mist was tirelessly rising, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

In the past, the Qin clan fell, the world was in chaos, and countless sects went out of the mountains one after another to fight for one acre and three points of land in the world.

It's not that these sects are not strong, it can only be said that the luck is not good, the sects are competing, and there are too many factors that determine the outcome of the victory.

Or stand on the wrong team, or a certain enemy has gained some adventure, and his skills have soared.

In short, there are still countless treasures of the fallen sect hidden today that have not yet been found, or the place where the treasures of the Divine Secret Classics left by the peerless master has not yet appeared.

Just find any one and that's enough to change a lifetime.

This river and lake is full of cruelty and blood, and naturally there are countless possibilities and hopes, which is the reason why countless people go forward and rush to it.

This is also the charm of this Jianghu.

Wu Yue looked at the place where the gray mist continued to overflow, and he was more and more sure that he had found a treasure.

After looking around for a while, and after confirming that there was no one, Wu Yue picked up a branch from the side and stabbed it at that place.

The gray fog continued to pour out as usual, without the slightest change.

Wu Yue's courage was also getting bigger and bigger, and the internal force poured out, and he dug up the ground with a wooden stick.

Before he could dig twice, Wu Yue felt unstable under his feet and collapsed suddenly.

Thundered!

Smoke and dust flew in the sky, enveloping a patch.

Wu Yue is also a battle-hardened person, and he has explored two or three small treasures in his life, and he is not in a hurry in the face of this situation, trying to adjust his body in mid-air and fall in the best posture.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Wu Yue fell to the ground, his whole body shook, and he staggered to his feet after a while.

The depth of the fall was not high, but it was too sudden, which made Wu Yue's internal organs a little shocked, but it was only a slight injury.

After looking around, it was pitch black, and there was no light.

But fortunately, Wu Yue is away all the year round, and he still has some necessities such as fire folds.

After listening quietly for a while, there was no strange sound around, and Wu Yue cut a fire fold.

Laugh at.

The glow of a slightly hot fire illuminates the surroundings.

This is a hole in the ground, the hole is not closed, and a gust of wind can be faintly heard, presumably at the other end of the hole should lead to another place.

Thinking of this, Wu Yue became more and more excited, and he was more sure that this was a place of hidden treasures.

But where did the gray fog come from?

A question crossed Wu Yue's heart, and he subconsciously looked back behind him.

It's okay not to look at it, but it's shocking when I look at it.

A huge lump of ice stood behind him, and in the midst of the mound was an old man with a white beard.

The old man is wearing a brocade white dress, gilded edging, and a noble body, not to mention that this dress is now, it is the peaceful and prosperous era of the year, I am afraid that there are not many people who can wear it like this.

The old man had a sharp sword in his chest, blood was pouring from his chest, and his eyes were closed, he should have died.

It's just strange that this ice lump does not emit the slightest chill, nor does it melt, and it is more appropriate to say that it is an ice lump than amber.

At this time, wisps of gray mist continued to emanate from the ice mound and drift upward.

After knowing the source of the gray mist, Wu Yue didn't delve into it, but just touched the ice mound a few times, tested it with internal force, and found that the ice mound was unusually strong and could not be broken in a short time.

Since there was no way to break it, Wu Yue lost interest, after all, on the other side of this tunnel, there might be a better martial arts secret book waiting for him, so why hang it in one place.

As for who this old man is, what his identity is, and why he is in this ice mound, it is not Wu Yue's concern.

After thinking clearly, Wu Yue turned his head and looked at the depths of the tunnel, the underground was deep, it was pitch black, the fire could not shine, and there were obvious traces of man-made excavation on the edge of the tunnel.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Yue walked in with excitement.

It's just that he didn't notice that the white-haired old man in the ice lump behind him suddenly opened his eyes......

......

In the bamboo forest, Qin Huanhuan gradually woke up, and found that many parts of his body were wrapped in strips of cloth that were obviously torn off his clothes, he was stunned for a moment, and then thought of the last black proud figure he saw before he fell unconscious.

After looking around for a while, and after confirming that there was no one around, Qin Huanhuan was a little distracted and muttered softly:

"Who are you?"

Struggling to get up, Qin Huanhuan staggered towards the outside of the bamboo forest, this time the task of going out to collect ghost heart bamboo shoots failed, and all the junior sisters in the same company died, so he had to report to the master as soon as possible.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the depths of the jungle, followed by a rumbling vibration.

The sound of vibration came from far and near, Qin Huanhuan's pupils shrank, and he found that there was actually a thick gray mist rushing out in the depths of the bamboo forest.

And after the gray fog, which had nothing to do with the Grimace Bamboo, spread this time, the Grimace Bamboo actually withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was horror in his eyebrows, Qin Huanhuan hurriedly turned around and ran, but this action was a big one, and the wounds on his body were suddenly torn, and under the pain, Qin Huanhuan stumbled and fell to the ground.

The gray mist spread rapidly, approaching, and it was about to swallow Qin Huanhuan into it.

Laugh at!

A floating dust fell from the sky, blooming with white brilliance, and fell in front of Qin Huanhuan.