Chapter 297: Monk of the Bamboo Creek Sect
Three days later, in the place of sword cultivation inheritance, Qin Ziyang, Xiong Jie, and Xiong Yu flew towards the place one after another. Qin Ziyang, who was at the forefront, was silent all the way, still recalling the pictures of the three animal skins in his heart.
He confirmed the address of the third one, but he couldn't figure out where those two places were in the first two maps, no matter how hard he racked his brains.
However, he had a guess in his mind. The peaks in the first picture are sparse and low, probably in an area with low terrain. The entire Xiangang Continent slowly descended from the northwest to the southeast mountain height, and the location of this first map would probably be around the middle of the Xiangang Continent.
That is, between the two continents of Laneige and Middle-earth, or one of them.
As for the second picture, although the peaks are not high, they are very dense, almost one mountain pressing the other. This kind of mountainous terrain is very rare in the Xiangang Continent, and most of it is distributed in the southwest direction.
However, the southwest of the Xiangang Continent is the territory of the demon clan, and ordinary human monks have to pay a lot of price if they want to enter the place of the demon clan.
Qin Ziyang already had an idea in his heart, and after finding the Nine Secluded Earth Heart Flame, he returned to the mainland to look for these two places.
Xiong Jie still didn't have any brilliance in her eyes at this time, but she was moving forward mechanically under Qin Ziyang's control. And Xiong Yu at the back is a little weird, babbling in her mouth, and constantly gesturing with something in her hands.
In that ninth square, Xiong Yu had already obtained the swordsmanship inheritance of that sword cultivation. However, in three days, she only comprehended one or two of them, and the jade slip collapsed on its own after demonstrating the swordsmanship, and a blood-red point of light flew out of it and entered her sea of consciousness.
This red point of light is the sword cultivation inheritance, and Xiong Yu must rely on his talent and qualifications to comprehend all the knowledge of this sword cultivation inheritance.
Just as the figures of the three of them appeared in the fifth square, Qin Ziyang's figure suddenly stopped, his eyes constantly looking at the dark passage ahead.
"Brother Qin, what's wrong?" Xiong Yu also recovered from her trance and hurriedly asked.
Qin Ziyang pointed ahead, and the distorted light of the Blood Shadow Blessed Land suddenly appeared, and dark blue figures slowly appeared around the entrance of the Blood Shadow Blessed Land, almost covering the fifth-layer square. These two hundred dark blue figures are the sword souls trapped in the Blood Shadow Blessed Land by Qin Ziyang!
These two hundred or so dark blue sword souls were the most powerful ones in the Blood Shadow Blessed Land, comparable to the foundation building period cultivators.
When Qin Ziyang obtained the Soul Destroying Sword and subdued the three sword souls of different colors, the more than 20,000 sword souls in the Blood Shadow Blessed Land stopped the commotion. In the end, they all looked in a certain direction, as if they were attracted by something.
"Someone is coming!" Qin Ziyang said slowly, as he raised the Soul Destroying Sword, the sword soul figure that covered the entire square suddenly flashed a wave and slowly appeared.
And the figures of the three of them also retreated to the secret passage of the sixth square and hid.
......
Sure enough, in less than a cup of tea, there was a slight commotion in the dark passage of the fifth-floor square. I saw that more than a dozen figures entered the entrance and searched around the square.
"Tell Uncle Yang, there is nothing unusual here!"
"Tell Uncle Yang, there's nothing unusual here!"
“......”
Several voices appeared in a row, and these disciples who had not cultivated the Qi cultivation period shouted behind them one after another. I saw that five figures slowly appeared at the entrance of the dark passage of the fifth layer, and the cultivation of these five figures was all in the foundation building period.
"Impossible!" The monk led by the five figures was a white-haired old man, he looked around the fifth-floor square, and then looked up at the nine huge stone pillars standing around the square, and said, "Keep searching, there are definitely hidden passages here!"
"Whoa!"
More than a dozen voices rang out at the same time, rushing towards the surroundings of the square.
"Elder Yang, don't make such a big effort, this treasure land has obviously been taken first, and it is just a waste of our energy to search for this place, it is better to return to the island as soon as possible to monitor the mirage. Otherwise, when those ancestors come here, how will you and I explain?"
At this time, a middle-aged man behind the old man spoke, and his tone was obviously impatient.
"Hehe, Senior Brother Tong, the old man has a different opinion. Aren't you surprised that more than a dozen Spirit Island monks around this desert island were killed almost overnight, and a hole appeared on this desert island?"
"Also, the old man found that the opening time of this cave was only about three or four days, and the secret passage continued to go down, the old man was at least eighty percent sure that the monks who entered this place had not left yet!" the old man said, among the dozen or so people, his cultivation was the highest. Even if others have different opinions, they dare not refute them at will.
The old man's face changed suddenly, and with a push of both hands, a turtle shell-like spirit weapon suddenly appeared, and a two-headed giant turtle was conjured to protect him. At the same time, he shouted: "Be careful!"
The other four foundation building monks were not slow to react, and they all sacrificed defensive magic weapons. At this moment, I saw that dark blue ripples suddenly flashed in the darkness above the square, and more than two hundred sharp sword qi shot towards the ground in a row, like a torrential rain.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
"Ahh
"Uncle save me......"
"Run, Uncle Shi......"
A continuous roar sounded, interspersed with more than a dozen screams, extremely miserable. In a few moments, the screams in the square were gone, and only the staccato moaning remained.
"Fellow Daoist, dare to sneak attack my Zhuxi Sect!" The old man's angry voice sounded, and he saw that the square was in a mess at this time, and more than a dozen disciples of the Qi cultivation period were lying on the ground, and their bodies were pitted, as if they had been pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows.
Even the few foundation building monks standing beside him, two of their junior disciples were directly hit by this wave of sword rain and their bodies collapsed in front of them.
He looked up suddenly, only to see more than two hundred dark blue figures appear in the sky, and the long sword in his hand was raised high, and another sword rain shot out.
"What a monster!" the old man was extremely angry, he hurriedly slapped the storage bag, and two dark blue ball-shaped things appeared in his hand, and they were suddenly crushed by him.
In an instant, two mana shields that were completely facilitated by the flow of water suddenly appeared in front of the old man and the two remaining junior disciples, protecting the figures of the three of them.
These two beads are treasures given by the ancestor of the sect, and he is absolutely reluctant to use them in normal times, but who knows that the action of wanting to wait for work at ease forced him to sacrifice these two treasures.
"Uncle Yang, I'm here to help you!" Behind him, the middle-aged man shouted, but a jet-black fan appeared in his hand, facing forward!
However, the direction of his fan was the old man's back!
"Poof!"
The old man was directly hit by the raging fan behind him, and he rushed forward in embarrassment, and the blood was also stained with the dark blue mana shield.
"Tong Bo, you are looking for death!"
"Hahahaha, old man Yang, Lao Tzu has taken a step first!" Tong Bo laughed, and his figure flashed and retreated into the dark passage, and his figure disappeared into the darkness.
Along with him, another monk followed closely behind Tong Bo, abandoning the old man who was already seriously injured!