Comprehensive martial arts: Qixia town storytellers, the beginning of the tie to Qiao Feng

Chapter 408 Surprises!

In the room, Lu Yan was making alchemy.

The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Zi Xun walked into the door, glanced at Lu Yan who was about to purify the medicinal materials, and said, "Stop making alchemy, get ready, we are about to go."

Hearing Zi Xun's words, Lu Yan asked curiously, "Has the fog thinned?"

Zi Xun nodded and said: "That's right, a large number of glass grasses in Jiulongling withered and died, and the mist is becoming thinner. It is estimated that it will reach the thinnest level in two hours, and we will be able to enter Jiulongling by then."

Lu Yan stood up and said, "Then go and have a look."

After saying that, Lu Yan walked towards the door.

With a touch of their feet, the two flew to the outskirts of Jiulongling.

At this time, the periphery of Jiulongling was already full of people, and everyone was looking at Jiulongling without blinking, looking at the fog that was gradually thinning.

Everyone seemed to have seen the ancient ruins hidden in the mist slowly appearing in front of their eyes.

It seemed to see the fruit tree full of lawful fruits.

I saw the best magic weapon that can be seen everywhere, even the innate spirit treasure!

The last two hours of waiting was too long, too long for them.

The long time made them unable to wait at all!

As time passed bit by bit, more and more people gathered around Ban Dong.

Only then did Lu Yan realize that there were more people coming to Jiulongling than he had imagined!
There are at least 300,000 already!

But even with 300,000 people, once you enter this huge Kowloon Ridge, you won't see much.

It's just that it's a bit spectacular to gather together at this time.

Two hours passed quickly.

After these two hours of dissipating, the mist in Jiulongling has become very thin, just like a thin layer of morning fog.

The field of vision has also expanded from the original one foot to at least thirty feet.

Although this is still very small compared to the field of view under normal circumstances.

But in Kowloon Ridge, it is already very good.

Ban Dong looked at Jiulongling and said to everyone: "Everyone, although the mist in Jiulongling has become thinner and the poisonous gas has become less, there is still danger."

"I want to remind everyone that after entering, you must first look for a leaf of White Dragon Grass and hold it in your mouth, so that nothing will happen."

When everyone heard Ban Dong's reminder, they kept this matter in mind.

The impatient person couldn't help Gao Sheng asked Ban Dong at this time: "You said you want to take us to the ancient ruins, when will you start?"

At this time, not only the questioner is concerned about this issue, but everyone is also concerned about this issue.

I saw Ban Dong stretching his finger to Jiulongling in front, and said to everyone: "From here, go deep into Jiulongling and go straight forward. When you see a huge stone standing in the mountains and engraved with the three characters of Jiulongzong, you will be able to see Taikoo. remains!"

When everyone heard Ban Dong's words, they rushed into Jiulongling impatiently.

After all, the surrounding white dragon grass is limited, so if you go in late, you will definitely not be able to pick the leaves of the white dragon grass.

In this way, there is still a risk of poisoning more or less.

So your best bet is to get in there first.

Lu Yan looked at the crowd swarming in, with a look of doubt on his face.

He asked Zi Xun beside him, "Why didn't you fall directly into Jiulong Ridge from above?"

Zi Xun said to Lu Yan: "You will know when you fly into the sky and see."

When Lu Yan heard Zi Xun's words, he immediately rose into the air, overlooking Jiulongling.

At this time, he realized that the sky above Jiulongling was still covered by thick fog, and he could not see the situation below.

In other words, there is no way to find the ancient relics from the air, you have to go deep into Jiulongling from the ground.

After Lu Yan landed, Zi Xun said to Lu Yan: "The fog above Jiulongling persists all year round, and it is impossible to directly enter the ancient ruins from above Jiulongling."

"In addition, there are other potential crises in Kowloon Ridge, so it is the best choice to go deep into Kowloon Ridge from the ground."

Lu Yan nodded slightly when he heard Zi Xun's words, "So that's how it is."

No wonder these people are almost all standing on the top of the hill watching Kowloon Ridge, and almost no one is standing in the air.

It turned out to be because you couldn't see anything from the sky!
When he used clairvoyance to observe the mist in Jiulongling before, he was standing on the ground and did not take off into the sky.

So he didn't notice this special situation.

I don't know if clairvoyance can see through the fog that hangs over Kowloon Ridge.

At this time, Zi Xun was by his side, and several other quasi-sages were also there.

If he used clairvoyance to investigate at this time, he might be in danger of being exposed.

So he can only temporarily give up this idea.

Zixun looked at Lu Yan and continued, "You don't even think about it. If the mist over Jiulongling will disperse once in a hundred years, then how could the Jiulongzong have been hidden until recently?"

Lu Yan heard what Zi Xun said and felt that what Zi Xun said made sense.

The ruins of the Nine Dragon Sect have existed since the ancient times, and it is unknown that there are hundreds of thousands of years.

If the mist over Jiulongling also dissipated and became thinner, then someone should have discovered the Jiulongzong as early as hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Lu Yan said with a smile: "I think things are too simple."

He was wondering yesterday, after the fog cleared, everyone would naturally be able to see the ancient ruins from above, so there was no need for Ban Dong to show the way.

Now that he knew that the fog over Jiulongling would not disperse all year round, he finally understood why everyone needed Ban Dong to guide them.

"I came to investigate that day, but I didn't notice this."

"If I knew it earlier, I should have taken a look at it that day."

Lu Yan thought so in his heart, but he didn't pay much attention to this matter.

If you can't find the ancient ruins directly from the air, then take the route on the ground, it's no big deal.

Zixun looked at Lu Yan and said, "Take out the anti-drug elixir that I have been refining for the past few days."

In the past few days, in addition to refining the healing elixir, Lu Yan also refined the anti-drug elixir.

With the anti-drug pill refined from the leaves of White Dragon Grass, they don't have to take the leaves of White Dragon Grass in their mouths.

As for where the leaves of the White Dragon Grass came from, they were naturally collected slowly during this half a month.

Actually.

Many people have collected the leaves of the white dragon grass early on through the hunters of Jiulongzhuang.

Only those with insufficient brains would wait for someone to remind them before rushing in to snatch the leaves of the white dragon grass.

These people grabbed the leaves of the White Dragon Grass and took the lead.

However, these people are often the first to encounter danger, and are most likely to die on the road of fighting for opportunities.

With these people exploring the way, it would be much easier and safer for them to walk behind.

So it is.

When countless people swarmed into Kowloon Ridge, almost all forces stood still and waited patiently for these people to explore the way forward.

What's worth mentioning is that most of the people who first poured into Jiulongling were casual cultivators.

Only casual cultivators who are not easy to practice are the most eager for opportunities and the most impulsive.

Lu Yan watched the hundreds of thousands of casual cultivators rushing into Jiulongling and disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye, and suddenly thought of the carp jumping over the dragon gate.

Countless carp are competing to jump over the dragon gate, but in the end, only one or two lucky carp can succeed.

The other carp either returned without success, or fell to death under the dragon gate.

These casual cultivators in front of them are like carp trying to leap over the dragon gate.

There are hundreds of thousands of people, and there may be only two or three people who can get a chance and soar into the sky in the end.

As for the others, most will serve as stepping stones and background boards for these successful people.

The background board is better, but it is unlucky to be set off.

But if it becomes a stepping stone, it may cost your life!
Lu Yan glanced at the crowd around him. At this time, most of them had already entered Jiulongling.

The only ones who are still outside are the forces of Zhunsheng and Da Luo Jinxian who are sitting in the town, but there are only a few thousand people.

At this time Taoist Huang Mu suddenly stepped forward and said: "It's almost time, let's go in too."

When everyone heard Taoist Huang Mu's words, they all took the anti-drug pill that Lu Yan had distributed to them.

With this anti-poison pill, everyone will not be affected by the poisonous gas for at least three days, and they can safely and boldly move around in Jiulongling.

Lu Yan followed the large army into Jiulongling, and before he had time to go deep, he saw dozens of fresh corpses!
Judging from the death conditions of these corpses, they all died in battle.

Coupled with the lighted White Dragon Grass nearby, it is not difficult to guess that these people all died to snatch the leaves of the White Dragon Grass.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yan couldn't help sighing again.

At this time, the poisonous gas in Jiulongling is weak, even a true immortal can resist it for an hour or two.

As long as these people are patient, they can easily harvest the leaves of White Dragon Grass by taking a few more steps in the direction away from the ancient ruins.

But these people died in this most meaningless battle, it is really not worth it.

And as they got deeper and deeper into Jiulongling, they saw more and more corpses.

Everyone is no stranger to this.

Every day in the fairy world, countless people die because of fighting for opportunities.

This is quite normal and not surprising.

At this time, Lu Yan no longer paid attention to these corpses, but looked at the surrounding environment.

Except for the mist, the environment of Jiulongling doesn't look much different from ordinary mountains.

There are also weeds and trees.

No trace of any animal was found.

Maybe they were scared away by the sea of ​​people who rushed in just now.

Obviously, 100,000 people had poured into Kowloon Ridge before.

But at this moment in Jiulongling, it was extremely quiet, except for the footsteps and breathing of everyone, hardly any other sounds could be heard.

This made Lu Yan feel a little strange.

Fresh corpses can always be seen along the way, but there is no sound of fighting, which is really not quite right.

Lu Yan turned his gaze to the other people around him.

The disciples of the four factions of Qianxiuzong, Huaxiangu, Taiping City City Lord's Mansion, and Beishanzong are all on alert, guarding against possible dangers.

And the quasi-sages of these four forces are all expressionless, making it impossible to see what is going on in their hearts.

As for the Duobaohui, from Taoist Huangmu to others, the expressions on their faces were relatively relaxed.

Judging by the expressions on their faces, it doesn't feel like they are here for an adventure, but rather for an outing.

This made Lu Yan realize that maybe Duobao would have known that such a thing would happen a long time ago.

So no surprise at all.

Although he is also a member of the Duobao Society, it can be clearly seen that he is more like an outsider and has not been really accepted by the Duobao Society.

But this is also understandable, after all, he has just become an enshrinement of the Duobao Society not long ago.

And there is only a one-year contract. One year may be a long time in the mortal world, but for a monk, it may be just a matter of closing your eyes.

So it's normal for Duobao not to accept him.

Just when Lu Yan thought about these things, two figures appeared in front of them.

But these two figures are not corpses, but living people.

The two stood facing each other with a distance of about two feet. They seemed to be at war, and the atmosphere was very dignified.

And these two people seem to be unaware of the arrival of the crowd, and they only have each other in their eyes.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yan couldn't help frowning slightly.

These two people seem a little strange.

Just when Lu Yan was thinking this way, the two suddenly rushed towards each other and killed each other.

They punched and kicked each other, each time hitting each other's flesh very hard.

In just a moment, countless scars appeared on their bodies, dripping with blood!

Click!

One of them smashed the opponent's throat with a punch, but the opponent also grabbed his throat with both hands.

The two went crazy and exerted force on each other, and they both died of exhaustion!

Lu Yan looked at the two people who fell to the ground at the same time, and couldn't help being stunned.

Since he became a true immortal, it has been a long time since he has seen such a simple and rough battle.

Although these two people looked like casual cultivators, they were at least in the Golden Immortal Realm.

Each of them should have at least one fairly good magic weapon in their hands.

No matter how bad it is, there should be a few magic weapons.

Under normal circumstances, magic weapons or magic tools should be activated to fight, and it is better to use magical powers to restrain each other.

This kind of mutual fighting, punching to the flesh, is like two warriors fighting.

Putting this on the bodies of two golden fairies is a bit too weird!

Just when Lu Yan was puzzled, Mu Yuan, the old palace lord of Taiping City, said lightly, "They are not willing to kill each other."

The old owner nodded and said: "That's right, they were poisoned by the black dragon grass, and they didn't have the leaves of the white dragon grass to detoxify them, so their minds were affected."

When Lu Yan heard the old owner's words, he immediately asked, "Then those corpses we met before all died of poisoning?"

The old owner replied: "Some of them are like this. After being poisoned, their minds are affected, they become crazy and irritable, and they completely lose their rules in fighting. screen."

Lu Yan recalled the conditions of the corpses he saw before, and it was true that some of the corpses died in obvious hand-to-hand combat.

Thinking of this, he asked suspiciously: "Didn't it mean that the poisonous gas will also become thinner as the mist becomes thinner? Why did they get poisoned in such a short time after entering?"

This is not only a question in Lu Yan's mind, but also in other people's minds.

With Jinxian's strength, even if he is poisoned, he can persist for at least one or two hours.

But it has only been half an hour since these people entered Jiulongling.

This is really not normal.

The old owner glanced at Lu Yan and said, "To be honest, I also feel a little strange in my heart. Maybe some unknown changes have taken place in Jiulongling."

Just as the old owner was speaking, there was a scream of horror from above the crowd.

Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked upwards, and then saw a bloody figure falling from the sky!
boom!
This figure fell in front of everyone, and was smashed to pieces in an instant!
Seeing this person, everyone was shocked.

What's the situation?
Lu Yan looked up at the mist about ten feet above the ground, and said, "The mist above you has some blood in it, it seems to be left by him."

When everyone heard Lu Yan's words, they all focused on observing the perennial mist above, and they saw some fresh bloodstains in it!
Whoosh!
At this time, the old palace master Mu Yuan suddenly lifted off and flew towards the mist.

After observing the fog for a while, he slowly landed on the ground.

Facing everyone's gaze, Mu Yuan said: "Old man took a look, and found that there is another mystery hidden in this mist, and there seems to be wind and thunder surging in it!"

Wind and thunder?

Lu Yan frowned slightly.

He looked at the old owner again, only to find that the old owner also had a surprised expression on his face, it didn't look like he was pretending at all.

Could it be that even the old villa owner didn't know that there was wind and thunder surging in the mist above?

Mu Yuan looked at the old owner and asked, "What's going on?"

When the old owner heard Mu Yuan's question, he immediately replied: "Old man, I have lived in Jiulongling for hundreds of years, and I have been in and out of Jiulongling tens of thousands of times. I have never seen wind and thunder in the mist above here!"

Mu Yuan snorted coldly and said, "You mean the old man is deceiving you?"

The old owner quickly shook his head and said, "That's not what I meant!"

While Mu Yuan was talking to the old owner, other people took off to observe the fog.

Sure enough, everyone heard the faint sound of wind and thunder after getting close to the fog.

Lu Yan said to the crowd: "The man should have wanted to leave Jiulongling directly through the fog in the sky, but he encountered wind and thunder, and then he became like this."

When everyone heard Lu Yan's words, they all went to check the man's body.

After some investigation, everyone found that there were a large number of dense small wounds on this person's body, and there was still an obvious power of thunder flowing in his body.

"The wound on his body was cut by a wind knife, and there is still the power of thunder in his body."

Zi Xun glanced at the corpse, then looked at the old owner, and asked, "What's going on?"

The old owner shook his head and smiled wryly, and said helplessly, "Old man, I really don't know."

"I'm here now. If I encounter any danger, I will die. There is really no need for me to deceive you!"

(End of this chapter)