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This demon cultivator is very familiar with the situation here, at least he knows much more than Fang Yan, and if he can ask something from him, it will be better than Fang Yan running around like he is now. But will this demon cultivator tell the truth, now he is hiding in the sea of dialect knowledge, relying on that jade talisman to be at ease, with the current strength of dialect, he can't threaten him at all.

This idea was instantly denied by Fang Yan, this guy may take the opportunity to put forward some conditions, and Fang Yan didn't dare to agree indiscriminately, the ghost knows what other secret techniques this demon cultivator has, Fang Yan always feels bottomless in front of him, and I don't know what tricks he will play next.

Carefully coming out of this wine room, Fang Yan had already begun to think about how to leave, this time it was already a huge gain, and if he stayed, he was afraid of being discovered by the Ahuizotl here. Reflexively and gently closed the stone door, Fang Yan suddenly went up the trail, he had already noticed this when he came, Fang Yan hesitated slightly, but still walked down the steps on the path.

Walking all the way in dialect are careful not to make a sound, this is not like those warehouses with stone doors blocked, ordinary Ahuizotl will rarely enter it except for food, and here from the ground can often have Ahuizotl walk on this road, the steps hewn out of the ground are stepped on very smooth, both sides of the road are careful, and the white hair that falls from the ape's body can also be seen.

I don't know where it is, and I was a little nervous all the way, but the purple-pupiled beast in my arms was very excited, and kept gesturing with its front paws, and scratched Fang Yan's chest a few times from time to time. The meaning of the beast, the things in it seem to be very good, although I don't know what it is, but the dialect still decided that it would be better if it wasn't some low-level spirit fruit.

He didn't go far along this passage, and Fang Yan felt the aura rushing to his face, this rich water aura dialect was very familiar, almost the same as what he encountered in the Lingquan cave, it was the smell of the water attribute aura mass naturally emitted between heaven and earth, and it was extremely refreshing to breathe.

At this time, Fang Yan quickly used his divine sense to investigate, but did not find that there were Ahuizotls in front of him, so he moved a lot of spirit wine there, and at this time, Fang Yan also had some thieves, always worried about the incident in the east window, and was chased and killed by those high-level Ahuizotls. Fang Yan hurriedly walked a few steps, walked down the steps lightly, and after turning a winding passage, he came to a large grotto with a radius of nearly 100 zhang.

The area of this grotto is not small, much bigger than the Lingquan cave in the dialect, although it seems a little low, but it is very spacious, more than 100 acres large. Entering the cave, Fang Yan felt that a refreshing aura had penetrated into his body from the pores of his mouth, nose and body, and the rich aura that was about to appear like a mist filled the entire cave.

From time to time, there was the sound of "ticking and ticking" water in the ears, and with the help of the faint light in the cave, it was the sound of water droplets on dozens of stalagmites above the head falling to the ground, which had gathered into a full pool of nearly ten acres in the center of the cave. Above the pool is the most dense place in the cave, where it is like a cloud, and the rich aura is shrouded in the pool, making it appear to be foggy.

The purple-pupiled beast immediately rushed out, and before the dialect could stop it, it immediately jumped into the pool and swam comfortably. Through the mist-like aura wafting around, Fang Yan found that this place did not converge from somewhere underground like his spiritual spring, but was related to the droplets of water that dripped from time to time.

Fang Yan picked up a drop of water droplets, and found that this was a milky white liquid, the aura in it was very rich, with the dialect's sensitivity to aura, most of the water droplets were water attribute aura, and this water bead was probably already within the range of the spiritual liquid. Stalactite spiritual liquid, these four words suddenly jumped into the mind of the dialect, I am afraid that this is the answer to the question.

Good guy, such a large piece of stalactite spiritual liquid, I don't know how many of them are gathered here every day, and in the spiritual field opened up by Ahuizotl just now, it seems that it is also the remnant of this spiritual liquid, and it has reached the point of using this spiritual liquid to water spiritual plants, these Ahuizotls are really luxurious. It is no wonder that there is such a large group of Ahuizotls here, and with such a large amount of stalactite spirit liquid, it has become much easier for them to brew spirit wine or grow elixir spirit fruits.

And the stalactite spirit liquid also has the advantage of being able to wash the meridians and cut the marrow to strengthen the body, which is especially significant for demon beasts. Occupying such a resort, not to mention the demon clan, even the clan or family of the human race is reluctant to give up, these endless stalactites can be a place of inheritance that can make a race last for thousands of years.

In such a place, a little monk like Fang Yan didn't dare to make up his mind, and even this Ahuizotl group was afraid that he would secretly occupy this place, and he also made a few such secret passages to go out, if it wasn't for the chance encounter with the tide, and then there was a strange blue bead space in the dialect, let them bring him here, otherwise no one would be able to find out. These Ahuizotls really know how to choose a place, this place is blessed, and it lives next to a group of low-level demon beasts, and there are very few high-level demon beasts and monks here, which is safer than in those wastelands and seas.

Classics often say that Ahuizotl's intelligence is not inferior to that of the human race, so they are not only not inferior, but also superior to the human race. Fang Yan secretly praised the intelligence of this group of Ahuizotl in his heart, and at the same time began to worry about himself, if he couldn't think of a wonderful way to get out of here, he was afraid that it would be really difficult to hide from this group of smart demon beasts.

Thinking about how to leave in his mind, Fang Yan is not slow in his hands, since there are so many stalactite spiritual liquids, if you don't take some with you, it is not Fang Yan's character. There happened to be the wine jar left by the demon cultivator at hand, and while refining it, Fang Yan used a medium-grade gourd magic weapon to fill it with spiritual liquid, and after filling the gourd that was originally intended to hold wine, he preliminarily refined this wine jar.

The capacity of this wine jar is not small, it is a high-grade magic weapon, much larger than the gourd commonly used in dialects, and when this wine jar is also filled with spiritual liquid, I saw that the spiritual liquid in this pool has dropped a foot deep. He has pretended to be a little ruthless this time, I am afraid that the spiritual liquid produced in this cave for more than half a year has been taken away by him, but compared to what he did in the spirit wine warehouse, all this is nothing.

Next, Fang Yan has to seriously consider how to leave, the wisdom of these Ahuizotls is not comparable to ordinary demon beasts, and it is not easy to get out. Fang Yan thought as he walked out of the cave incognito, still not forgetting to close the door gently.

Back near the stone gate, Fang Yan saw that these Ahuizotls were still busy around, baskets of fish and shrimp were transported into the opened warehouse, and then a few Ahuizotls picked up dozens of large baskets stacked together and walked quickly to the outside of the corridor. Fang Yan immediately frowned, and carefully bypassed the busy Ahuizotl to the edge of a large empty basket.

The basket was woven from some thick rattan, and the dialect was on an arm-thick rattan bar, and when no Ahuizotl noticed it, a small hole was quickly dug in, and the rattan was indeed hollow inside. Just like when he came, Fang Yan hid in the big basket for fish and shrimp this time, and his divine sense didn't dare to let it out, so he sat quietly in the space.

These Ahuizotls were not mistaken by the dialect, this time the tide gave them a huge amount of food, and the mouth of the cave was full of fish and shrimp stuck in the mud and sand, and they only needed to pick it up tonight compared to the usual careful hunting. The Ahuizotl group has already been dispatched, leaving only a few high-level ones to guard on several key roads in the cave, and the other Ahuizotls have all been put into transportation, which also allows the dialect to take the opportunity to take advantage of the loophole.

Fang Yan calculated the time in the space, and after about an hour, it was estimated that he should have been taken outside, and then he carefully poked out a wisp of divine sense. There were only a few low-level Ahuizotls around, picking up fish and shrimp one by one in the mud everywhere, and then loading them into the big basket behind them.

At this time, Fang Yan's heart was a little settled, and he slapped an invisibility talisman on his body, and then he came out of it and slowly moved away from this place. And those low-level Ahuizotls were busy nervously at this time, as if they were moving much faster than the previous dialects, and there were still minds to pay attention to the dialects.

Circling around the muddy mudflats, the dialect finally moved away from the Ahuizotls, let out a long breath, and was about to find a place to go ashore, and then flee from here. Suddenly, there was a noisy shouting behind him, and although it was still far away, the sound was still clearly heard in the ears of the dialect in the roundabout at night.

Just as Fang Yan was trying to find a place, there was a thunderous sound in the middle of the lake, and a huge black shadow was faintly seen rising in the distance, and the mountains were swept towards this side like a tsunami. At this time, Fang Yan still had the heart to care about what was going on there, of course, it was important to save his life at such a juncture, so he quickly took out a magic talisman and slapped it on his body, and quickly ran to the shore.

The deafening sound behind him was getting closer and closer, it was the roar of the earth-shattering waves rolling in, and when Fang Yan fled for his life, he did not forget to secretly turn back, only to see a huge black shadow dozens of feet high, swooping towards the lake, as if the wind was galloping. Fang Yan's speed at this time was not slow, and with the blessing of the Divine Talisman, he hurried all the way to the shore and came to the bottom of a steep mountain cliff.

The bottom of the cliff is full of rocks that have been soaked in the lake for a long time, and they are only exposed at this short low tide, and the rock surface is very smooth, and it is not easy to climb, and Edgeworth still needs to be prepared a little, but I am afraid that the tide behind will have already arrived. Fang Yan didn't think about it, the magic vine in his left hand instantly flew out nearly a hundred zhang away, and directly grabbed the trunk of a big tree on the cliff, and then Fang Yan struggled to pull, and stood on the trunk with a "whoosh".

Before the dialect could turn around, the huge wave had already crashed heavily on the rocks by the lake, making a loud sound of landslides and cracks, stirring up a shocking tide nearly 100 zhang high, and even the big trees where the dialect was standing were shaking. When the dialect turned around, wave after wave of tide continued to hit the shore of the lake, as if it was about to submerge the hundred-foot high mountain where the dialect was located.

However, for a monk like Fang Yan, no matter how big the lake rises and falls, it will not pose a mortal threat to him, at most it will make him unable to move. At this time, Fang Yan was worried about the water below the lake, the Ahuizotl Cave Mansion that had just been stolen by Fang Yan with a large amount of spirit wine, if they waited until they finished carrying the harvested fish and shrimp and began to count the warehouse, I don't know if they would find the wine cellar, but I was afraid that there would be a high-level, even second-level Ahuizotl coming out to hunt him down.

It is imperative to escape from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, when the sky has gradually whitened, and it is not long before dawn, and at this moment the escape is to pass through the vast lake, and in the tide that has not yet subsided, it is more dangerous than the usual night. But Fang Yan didn't care so much, he was afraid that when the tide level came back, those Ahuizotls should come out to settle accounts with him, how could there be a reason to steal other people's things and dare to wait for people to come to the door.

On the misty lake, a black shadow swept across in a hurry, more than ten feet above the water, carefully avoiding the crest of the tide that rises from time to time, and meandering and flying in the tide. It's not that Fang Yan doesn't want to fly higher, it's that his cultivation is not enough, so he can only fly more than ten zhang off the ground, and this is already flying at full strength.

When the sky gradually brightened, Fang Yan estimated that he had left the roundabout dozens of miles away, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, slowing down a little, he remembered that there was a small island not far ahead, and he had passed by when he came.

At this time, the surface of the lake strangely became unusually calm, and there was no trace of the scene of the stormy waves just now, and the water on the lake was not rippling, and there was almost no trace of the tide. Fang Yan secretly marveled at the magic of this golden lake, and at the same time wondered in his heart what this Ahuizotl would do if he found out that he had stolen the spirit wine.

Since this Ahuizotl lived in seclusion here, and deliberately chose this relatively barren area to settle down, I think it was also because he didn't want to be discovered by high-level demon beasts and human powers, so as not to be plundered by them and become slaves. Besides, it is not easy to find a place like this cave, although the world is big, there are many spiritual peaks and spiritual lands, but which one is not a famous flower and a master, and the Ahuizotl who does not dare to show his head is still blatantly snatched.

For the sake of these stolen spirit wines, Fang Yan estimated that they would not dare to come out to search for them, if they were led out by some powerful monks or demon beasts, they would be completely wiped out.

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