Chapter 19: The Listening Beast

readx; The twists and turns make it impossible to detect the steepness here. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 The four walls of the info passage are made of transparent stalagmites with dark green, and inside the stalagmites, there are countless night pearls, through which a layer of soft green light envelops the entire corridor.

After passing through the colorful light corridor for two miles, turning into a fork, a wide flame pool suddenly appeared in front of him, in which the tongue of fire danced wildly, and the flame was domineering.

Almost at the same time that the two of them stepped into this room, there was a loud noise, from the middle of the hot pool, and suddenly the flame slurry boiled like a cloud, and the gravel on the edge of the pool shot out in all directions, thumping. Yantan suddenly became a fiery red wave, and it turned around the center sharply, becoming a big whirlpool.

Soon, with a roar of landslides, a huge beast head slowly floated from the whirlpool. The black vapor around the beast's head was steaming, steaming upwards and spreading in all directions, filling the space that was only six or seven zhang in radius from time to time.

is already prepared, in the face of this, Mo Dao couldn't help but tremble, and took a step forward to protect in front of Chuan Han. The black gas floated in, and Mo Dao immediately felt that his whole body was hot and unbearable, like ten thousand ants gnawing and devouring, nauseous and wanting to vomit, but there was nothing to vomit, it was really uncomfortable.

However, the Baili Chuanhan didn't seem to be affected at all, his face was as usual, he walked around Mo Dao's side, took a few steps forward, looked at it curiously, and said to himself: "What kind of thing is this? Is it a lion or a tanuki......

Mo Dao shouted in shock: "Han'er be careful, don't get close!"

Before the words stopped, a fierce aura came to his face, Mo Dao was too busy to take care of himself, hurriedly lucked, drove the qi out of his body, and formed a golden light shield around himself, which temporarily resisted the fierce black qi attack, and only then did he relieve the pain a little.

"What a brute!" Mo Dao scolded secretly, reached into the cloth bag in the placket, took out a piece of dried meat that had already been prepared inside, and threw it at the beast.

When he landed, "Qiang Qiang" sounded a sound of chain rope shaking, and the fierce beast that seemed to be furious jumped up instantly, grabbed the meat in its mouth impartially, and kicked it with four heavy hooves, and landed on the edge of the pool, revealing its true body - I saw that the thing was snow-white, with a single horn on its head, a pair of huge dog ears on the tiger's head, a dragon body and a lion's tail, and a four-pillar unicorn foot, which was a majestic and strange beast.

But on the thick hoof, it was bound by the thick iron rope of the arm. What's even more strange is that although the end of the iron cable goes straight into the pool of flames, it is not half red by the flames, and I don't know what kind of magical material it is forged for.

Mo Dao wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with palpitations, and scolded secretly: "It is worthy of the 'Di Ting' beast, it is the evil qi that is born, and it is difficult for people to resist, but fortunately, it is only when he is alert to the breath of the living that he is so crazy." Alas, it's not easy to go home and suffer from the evil anger of this beast. ā€

I saw that the listening beast was chewing on the piece of dried meat, and gradually reined in its fierce appearance, and the black qi had slowly dispersed.

Mo Dao calmed down, moved his gaze to Chuan Han, and immediately became stunned - I saw that Chuan Han had picked up a stick from nowhere, and was picking up a circle of fire-like manes on the neck of the "Listening Beast".

Mo Dao pulled him back in a frustrated manner, and scolded angrily: "You kid is too long?"

Chuan Han pointed at the beast with a stick, pursed his lips, and said, "This thing is very well-behaved, it only cares about greedy meat, and you are still afraid that it will bite me." ā€

"Well-behaved, do you know what it is?" Mo Dao asked, as if holding back his anger.

The beast seemed to be able to speak human language, and before Chuan Han could reply, he stopped chewing with a huge mouth, the beast tilted its head, stared at Mo Dao viciously, and snorted with a "snort", four hooves lying on the ground, and a burst of dust was raised at the moment, and it looked like it was about to pounce at any time.

Mo Dao was immediately shocked, and hurriedly said: "Don't be annoyed by listening to brother, I just use this to teach this unscrupulous disciple a lesson." After he finished speaking, he glared at Chuan Han fiercely, couldn't help but slap him on the back of the head again, and scolded: "It's all your fault for being a rebel, and I hung you upside down for a day to relieve my anger." Come with me to see your master, no matter how stubborn you are, you can't pick your skin. ā€

Chuan Han stuck out his tongue, and when he saw that the master seemed to be really angry, he didn't dare to contradict it, and stood beside Mo Dao in a sneering manner. However, in his heart, he was curious, and he didn't look at the monster for a moment. Mo Dao seemed to be very afraid of the Truth Listening Beast, and he didn't want to stay for a moment, so he grabbed Chuan Han's arm at the moment, and walked away with light skills. In a short time, it turned into a wide and vast place.

Contrary to the hellish Yantan Secret Chamber, which reaches to the sky and houses the essence of the sun and the moon. Surrounded by stone walls, ancient trees everywhere are towering to the sky, there are countless strange flowers of Yao grass, and there are boundless bamboos. It is full of vitality and the scenery is beautiful, and it is really like a fairyland.

What's even more amazing is that this fairyland-like place, with a radius of dozens of acres, has ten major caves, thirty-six small caves, and seventy-two blessed lands.

There is another small building of Qionglou next to it, and there is a thatched hut and a bad place, which is gathered or scattered. There are also men, women, and children who are active, not to mention hundreds, no different from ordinary villages. It's just that these hundreds of people, all of whom have their hair in a bun, wear Nanhua scarves, wear Qinglan robes, white cloth socks on their feet, and cloud shoes, looking very detached and fluttering.

Chuan Han stood in front of a small building built entirely of giant dragon bamboos, unable to speak, unable to move his limbs, and unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Mo Dao didn't seem to be angry, kicked him in the back, and said: "What are you doing in a daze? Fang Cai is not very conscious, even the white-haired beast you are not afraid, how can you become so quiet now? ā€

Chuan Han was puzzled and asked, "What are you fighting for?"

"Listen, your old immortal master has a strange temperament......"

"Old immortal? Such a poisonous curse, is Eba hoping that he can die early, so that you can do anything wrong and be lawless? Why don't you set up an altar and pray to the sky? Talisman paper, rooster or something, I will ask Meng Po to prepare it for you, how about it?" Before Mo Dao finished speaking, the door of the bamboo building suddenly opened, and a young man walked out.

He carried his hands behind his back, except for the removal of the walking, his posture was gentle and elegant, and the white clothes were better than the snow, like a scribe. Ran's tone was cold and cold, without emotion, his eyes were as sharp as a wolf, and his eyes were blazing.

Mo Dao immediately swallowed the unfinished words as if he had been dumbfounded, and his expression was very embarrassed and strange.

Chuan Han was also very surprised: Master usually looks like he is not afraid of the sky and the earth, why is he so cowardly that he can't even speak, could it be that this person is very powerful?

Is it an elder of the sect? Unlikely, look at this person is only thirty years old, and he is still as white as jade, very squeamish, like a boudoir girl.

Isn't Mo the son-in-law of an elder?