Chapter 4 Painting

Erdan's father was startled when he saw his son's actions, and shouted with a hideous face: "Erdan, what are you doing! Don't move!"

The roar was like thunder and lightning, and it reached Erdan's ears.

Tears flowed from the corners of Erdan's eyes, and he smiled sadly, and said: "Dad, Erdan is not filial, I can't honor you and my mother in the future, Erdan will go first!"

As soon as the words fell, Erdan didn't hesitate at all, and pulled the rope, falling directly into the burial dragon abyss.

"No !!!"

Erdan's father was suddenly pushed to the ground, his eyes widened at the burial dragon yuan in front of him, and then he hurriedly climbed to the edge of Huangquan Road, and roared heartbreakingly: "No!!! Erdan!! Erdan!!"

No matter what, I must find Erdan! Even if it is the body of Erdan, I must see it!

Thinking of this, Erdan's father stood up violently, no matter how difficult and dangerous the Huangquan Road was now, he hurriedly walked towards the other end of the Huangquan Road, he wanted to enter the bottom of the burial dragon abyss, to find his son who was dead and lifeless, he was a father, he couldn't let his son be in the wilderness.

At the bottom of the Burial Dragon Abyss, there is only one entrance, that is, to walk through the canyon under the Burial Dragon Mountain, that is to say, Ming, the father of the second egg must cross this Huangquan Road, and then go down to the Burial Dragon Mountain, in order to enter the bottom of the Burial Dragon Abyss.

Let's talk about the second egg at this time.

The speed of the second egg falling is extremely fast, like a meteor falling from the sky, and it is about to fall to the low level of the abyss in the blink of an eye.

However, at this moment, a soft force suddenly emanated from his arms, enveloping him and slowly lowering him to the ground.

Erdan looked stunned, then his face turned happy, and he hurriedly touched into his arms and took out a wooden card.

The wooden card was shining, and it was obvious that the soft power that had just saved the second egg was emanating from this wooden card.

This wooden plaque is a token that the senior brother of Tiandaomen handed over to Erdan and asked Erdan to go to apprenticeship.

This wooden card is specially used by Tiandaomen to accept apprentices, Tiandaomen people are afraid that their disciples who have finally taken a fancy to encounter danger, so they have added a ban in each wooden card, this prohibition can save people 3 times, each time it is saved, there will be a crack on the wooden card, until 3 times after it is used up, this wooden card will be directly broken.

Prohibition is different from formation, formation is the use of special means, in a specific way, to form a spell of different powers, which involves a huge number of things, many people spend a lifetime, and it is difficult to learn the skin.

And the prohibition is actually a kind of formation, but this spell is more flexible, it can change with the mind and thoughts of the caster, in short, the prohibition is more inclined to divine thoughts.

As long as the divine thought is not extinguished and not destroyed by other great supernatural powers, it will continue to run.

Of course, this is a ban arranged by some people with great powers, and the ban in his wooden card is very different from this.

"I didn't expect that I didn't die! This wooden card is really amazing! It actually saved my life!" Yang Chen's face was happy, he stroked the wooden card, his expression was excited, and at the same time, his heart was full of yearning for Tiandaomen.

Erdan was not carried away by the joy of being alive, he took two deep breaths and calmed down, he knew that although he was not dead now, he was trapped here, if he couldn't get out, he wouldn't be able to catch up with the disciples of Tiandaomen within 3 days, and it would be terrible then.

And it was still raining heavily, and if he didn't find a place to shelter from the rain quickly, he was afraid that he would get sick.

However, in such an environment, not to mention that he is only a 13-year-old child, even if he is a young man in the age of dancing elephants, if he is sick, I am afraid that he will not be far from death.

He hurriedly stood up, looked up, and found that the sky above him was covered with a thick fog, and he couldn't see anything clearly, and shook his head helplessly, he knew that if he wanted to climb up, unless he had a pair of wings, there would be no hope at all.

Then he looked around again, and found that there was a thick fog all around, and he couldn't distinguish the direction at all, and he could only see things within 1 meter of himself, so he had no choice but to find a random direction and walk forward.

It didn't take long for the second egg to be blocked by the cliff in front of him, and then he turned to the right and walked straight along the cliff.

He knew that with the help of the cliffs, he would definitely find the way as long as he kept walking, of course, to make sure that he was going in the right direction, otherwise, he would still be dead.

Erdan kept walking against the wall, not noticing his feet at all, and suddenly felt that something was tripped under his feet, and then he immediately fell straight ahead.

"Ahh

After tripping, he saw what was in front of him, and was instantly startled, and hurriedly sat up, kicked the ground with both feet, and retreated towards the back.

It turned out that after he tripped and fell just now, he saw a skull facing him at a glance, so he was startled.

Immediately, Erdan hurriedly looked at the ground around him, and found that there were white bones everywhere here.

Erdan looked at the white bones around him with a shocked face, and his mouth kept panting, and his heart was excited.

He's just a doll who came out of a farmer's house, where have he seen so many white bones, and it's normal to be scared now.

At this time, the heavy rain gradually stopped, the clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the bright sunlight shone on the Burial Dragon Mountain again.

Under the sunlight, the fog at the bottom of the burial dragon abyss dissipated a little, but it was still extremely thick, and the road could not be seen clearly.

Erdan was about to get up, but as soon as he stood up, he was attracted by something in the shape of a black stick, because he found that the black rod was absorbing the thick mist.

Erdan cautiously walked towards the black stick, looked carefully, and then realized that this was a stick, but a painting scroll.

"Is this a treasure? Otherwise, how could it absorb these mist?" said Erdan, thinking back to the village where the blind man had told him about the fairy treasure, and then stretched out his hand towards the scroll.

The scroll is black, I don't know what material it is made of, and it is extremely light as a feather, less than half a meter long.

After looking at it for a while, Erdan decided to pull it open to see what was painted inside;