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The most respected world of the world, Hidden Emperor Castle...

After Meng Qi recovered from his injuries, the four of them set out on their journey again.

The largest group of enemies seemed to have been completely wiped out by them in the previous fight.

At this moment, walking in this dark land, the most common things are not people, but various mechanisms.

Things like hidden arrows, ground traps, and even poisonous fog passages are just basic operations.

Fortunately, the four people at the scene all had some martial arts skills.

Although Meng Qi's skills were not very good, he did not suffer any serious damage thanks to the help of the other three.

The treatment of being rescued here and helped there suddenly gave Meng Qi a strange illusion of being the favorite of everyone.

However, his previous experience quickly made him get rid of all these messy things from his mind.

What's the point of being the team's favorite? Now he has three great teammates around him who can protect him.

According to the analysis of the people around, the final boss of this copy is a master of six orifices.

Much taller than anyone else in their team.

Moreover, when interrogating the man in black who was caught by Guimi Wuhe at the beginning, everyone also knew that at this time all the masters of Yinhuang Fort were concentrated in the central hall of the island.

When he got there, he faced such a large group of experts, but no one had the skills to protect him.

If I keep this mentality, I won’t know how I died in the end...

It is naturally a good thing for Meng Qi to adjust his mentality in this way.

He obviously underestimated the risk of this incident. The reason was naturally...

"A fork in the road?"

"It seems that the two heroes are imprisoned in different places."

The four of them looked at each other, thinking about what to do next.

"Why don't we solve one route first, and then go to the next one. This way it will be faster."

This strategy was proposed by Xiao Meng. This guy had some selfish motives. After all, he would be safest when four people were together.

But Qingjing refuted this.

"No, that's too slow."

"Just group them in pairs."

As he spoke, Qing Jing narrowed his eyes, glanced at Xiao Meng and said:

"What are you looking at? You two haven't been completely cleared of suspicion yet. You can't be a team."

"I'm in the same group with him."

"Little monk, just be a good teammate of Jiang Zhiwei."

Having his thoughts seen through, Meng Qi lowered his head with some relief. However, with the company of the beautiful knight, he naturally had no reason to object.

When Qing Jing saw that Jiang Zhiwei did not object, he turned his head and looked at the mysterious Wuhe Road:

"We should be in a group of two. You should have no objection, right?"

In response to this, Guimi Wuhe nodded without comment.

"Anything is fine, as long as you are not afraid of having your head chopped off by me."

In response, Qing Jing snorted coldly.

"You can try."

"Although my strength is not as good as yours, my Xuantian Sect's skills are not vegetarian either."

As he spoke, he also made a gesture to Guimi Wuhe, which clearly meant:
"I'll keep an eye on you."

……

The two teams separated from each other and took their own paths.

One went left and the other went right. The atmosphere between the little monk and Jiang Zhiwei was pretty good.

While on the road, the two still had time to chat.

On the way, Jiang Ziwei got a new title, the Chicken-Slaying Sword God, and there was constant laughter between the two.

But it is quite quiet here in the mysterious Wu River.

The two of them traveled much faster than Jiang Zhiwei, who had this burden, Xiao Meng, to carry with her.

Not long after walking, I saw a tightly closed stone door.

The stone door in front of me is very heavy. There should be some other mechanisms there that use some precious materials.

It is normal for Guimi Wuhe, but it is indeed very difficult to open for normal warriors with less than nine orifices.

After Qingjing tried it out, he immediately came to this conclusion and tried to look for a mechanism around him.

In an era like the world with a martial arts background, there are definitely no such things as mechanisms.

Divine thoughts and the like are not something that can be touched by a group of warriors who have even reached the state of enlightenment or even haven’t reached the state of enlightenment yet.

In order to ensure that people can be caught, the setting point of such mechanism switches is generally not too far away from the location of the stone gate.

After a while of searching, Qingjing finally found the switch of the stone door.

"Boom~"

There was a heavy sound of friction between the stone door and the ground.

Qingjing subconsciously took a half step back, but nothing unexpected happened.

On the contrary, an old and slightly surprised voice came into his ears at this time.

"I wonder if any fellow practitioner can help me?"

Qingjing took the lead and looked around. After confirming that there was no ambush, he walked into the stone chamber.

As for the mysterious Wu He, Qing Jing asked him to keep a safe distance of ten feet from him for safety reasons, so he could only stand by the door now.

But he was happy to be idle, just fiddling with a map he got from Deadpool, and seemed to be observing the internal structure of the Hidden Emperor Fort.

And Qing Jing continued to walk inside, and saw an old man in plain clothes standing in the center of the stone chamber.

The old man was obviously surprised to see that the visitor was so young.

As a well-known hero in the martial arts world, he knew all kinds of characters in the martial arts world very well, but he did not recognize the two people who appeared at all.

But he still asked:
"I wonder what sect or faction you belong to, little brother, and where you are from?"

"My name is Ding Changsheng."

Although Qingjing has always said that he does not trust the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, he has already had certain other thoughts in his mind along the way.

The Hidden Emperor Castle in front of us is so huge, with so many mechanisms inside, and it accommodates so many people from all walks of life.

During the fight, Qingjing could also notice that the martial arts used by these people were different.

Even though he had always suspected that all this was a drama performed by the mysterious Wu He in Shaolin Temple for them, he still couldn't imagine it.

How exactly could an individual or even a sect gather so many people together and put them under their swords to perform this so-called almost impossible drama.

only……

Qing Jing glanced at the mysterious Wu He behind him.

Now the only thing he didn't believe in was the mysterious Wuhe River.

After all, in his eyes, the mysterious Wu River was too mysterious...

Plus, the boasts that Guimi Wuhe had made before were really too outrageous.

And even if he was just a little monk, he at least knew some of the details, but the mysterious Wu River seemed to have grown out of the ground, without any sound before...

It's better to be careful with people like this...

With all kinds of thoughts running through his mind, Qingjing finally calmed down, looked at the old man in front of him and bowed.

"Greetings, Master Ding. We come from a hidden sect. We heard that Master Ma is inviting heroes from all over the world to eradicate the evil cult, so we are excited and want to help."

"I wonder if you still have the strength to fight, if possible, can you come with us?"

"well."

Hearing Qing Jing's words, Ding Changsheng immediately laughed heartily, his face full of smiles:
"Heroes emerge young! In this case, let's go and rescue others."

As he said this, he took a step forward and came to Qingjing's side.

Qing Jing felt the majestic and righteous true energy of the person in front of him, and the slight vigilance that had arisen in his heart slowly dissipated.

But out of the corner of his eye he saw the mysterious Wu He ten feet away suddenly draw his sword, and his attention was immediately diverted.

"what you up to?!"

Before Qingjing could even shout, a loud knife sound came from his side.

Finally, Qingjing saw a silver light getting closer and closer to his neck.

The person who attacked him was none other than the hero Ding Changsheng whom he had just rescued.

In an instant, Qingjing, who lacked experience in fighting, became confused and his mind went blank.

"Is this a trap?!"

"how come?!"

Instantly, an answer came to Qing Jing's mind - "Heart-stealing pill?!"

At this moment, all kinds of thoughts naturally popped up in the mind of the young Taoist priest, who was only sixteen years old.

A mess of thoughts filled my mind.

But at this critical moment of life and death, his eyes were wide open with anger and he did not choose to surrender.

The long sword at his waist suddenly came out of its sheath.

There are no cowards in the Xuantian Sect. Even if they are going to die, they will take away half the life of the enemy.

Even at the brink of life and death, a flash of fire suddenly burst out from deep in Qingjing's heart.

This ray of fire extended from the depths of Qingjing's mind to the tip of his knife, turning the knife in his hand into a blazing fire.

Qingjing did not look at the last knife he exhibited.

Because he knew that his knife was still too slow.

However, his will to fight will not die just because his body is a step slower. Even if it is the death blow, he will fight to the end.

Even if I die, I must take away half of the enemy's life.

"Shh!"

An extremely terrifying knife fell, and the ground within a few feet around it collapsed. The flesh and blood body in the quiet place was cut into two pieces and burned by hot flames.

The surrounding environment fell into silence in an instant, with only Qingjing's own heartbeat rumbling in his ears.

Qingjing closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

but……

"Wake up, wake up, you are not dead yet."

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded, and Qingjing suddenly felt like he was being slapped on the face.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a big face in front of him.

The sudden fright made Qingjing jump backwards and almost got hit by the knife.

After sitting down on the ground, he wondered why he didn't die.

But he turned his eyes and scanned the surroundings in an instant and saw clearly the changes in the secret room.

The burning corpse next to him was naturally known to be Ding Changsheng who was killed by him.

The long sword that was supposed to be held in the opponent's hand seemed to have disappeared.

At this time, there was a knife that looked like it was made of very good material at the fingertips of Guimi Wuhe.

In this situation, Qingjing was not stupid, so how could he not know what was happening?
He just sat on the ground in a daze for a long time, unable to come back to his senses.

It was not until he saw from the corner of his eye that the flame he had created suddenly extended to the ground in front of him and burned out such words that he came to his senses.

"Qing Jing and Wu He rescued Ding Changsheng from the sea of ​​suffering controlled by the Heart-stealing Pill, completing one of the side quests, and will be rewarded with ten good deeds each."

Seeing the text in front of him change, Qing Jing slowly came back to his senses. He looked at the mysterious Wu He not far away, and watched him put away Ding Changsheng's knife, his face turning blue and purple.

He was just about to say thank you when he saw the mysterious Wu He suddenly turned his eyes and smiled at him.

"How about it? You don't want to say thank you for saving my life?"

Although he really wanted to say it, the word thank you got stuck in his throat when Guimi Wuhe mentioned Qingjing, and he couldn't say it.

Then he suddenly turned his head.

"Who?! Who wants to thank you!"

"You haven't been cleared of suspicion yet. God knows if you have any other plans."

At the beginning, Qingjing spoke very loudly, but his voice became softer as time went on.

Until finally there was almost no sound.

After a moment, he turned around and said in a very low voice:

"But you are very suspicious,"

"But you saved my life, and we in Xuantian Sect must repay a favor. If you need anything in the future, just tell me. As long as it does not violate the moral principles of the martial arts world, I will never refuse."

"Of course, the premise is that you can't violate the moral code of the martial arts world!"

Looking at the little Taoist priest standing in front of him with his back to him, Guimi Wu He couldn't help but want to laugh.

You, a little boy, are trying to imitate girls' tsundere behavior.

However, Guimi Wuhe didn't say anything and just nodded slightly.

He looked down at Ding Changsheng.

The flames on the opponent's body were extremely fierce. In just a short while, the whole person was almost burned to a crisp.

There was nothing visible on his body, so there was no need to pick up the body or anything.

Therefore, the two did not stay here for long.

But after walking out of the secret room, Qing Jing seemed to have thought of something, and his expression changed slightly.

"If the heroes here are controlled by the Heart-stealing Pill, what about Jiang Zhiwei?"

"There is only one young monk by his side, and no one else can help him."

Qingjing thought about it and immediately wanted to turn around and go back to the original passage to help.

But at this moment, a fluorescent green ghost fire suddenly spread out in front.

"Jiang Zhiwei and Zhending rescued Cheng Yong from the sea of ​​suffering controlled by the Heart-stealing Pill, completing one of the side quests, and will each be rewarded with ten good deeds."

Seeing the words in front of him, Qingjing paused slightly and let out a sigh of relief.

"so far so good."

"It seems that it's different now that you have opened your eyes. Your vision should be much better than mine."

Hearing Qingjing's mumbling, the mysterious Wu He smiled but said nothing.

The human heart is something that cannot be seen simply by opening the eyes.

Sure enough, not long after the two of them walked along the road, another string of words appeared before their eyes.

"Zhang Yuanshan, Qi Xia, and Qi Zhengyan saved Tan Wenbo from the sea of ​​suffering controlled by the Heart-stealing Pill, and completed one of the side quests. Each of them will be rewarded with ten good deeds."

"Zhang Yuanshan, Qi Xia, and Qi Zhengyan rescued Ma Lianghan from the sea of ​​suffering controlled by the Heart-stealing Pill, completing one of the side quests, and each of them will be rewarded with ten good deeds."

"All side tasks completed."

Qingjing looked excited as he saw two lines of text appearing in front of him one after another.

"It seems that we only need to complete the final mission to get out of here."

It was obvious that even he, who had always been skeptical about this place, believed in the existence of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation after experiencing this journey.

However, Guimi Wuhe did not seem optimistic about this and shook his head slightly.

"Qingjing, don't you notice the missing part in this paragraph?"

Hearing this, Qing Jing was stunned.

"Is something wrong?"

Weird Wu He: "Do you remember that there are eight of us in total?"

Yan Wujiang's presence in previous actions was too low, and Qingjing didn't remember it for a moment, but when he mentioned it, his expression changed suddenly.

"what do you mean?"

Weird Wu He: "Yes, I'm afraid he is dead..."

For a moment, Qingjing's face became solemn, although he looked down on people like Yan Wujiang who spent their days pursuing prostitutes and wandering around in casinos.

But in this strange place, they found that people came from the same place.

He had just faced life and death, and now he actually heard the news of a teammate's death. He couldn't help but feel some other emotions in his heart, and his pace became three points faster.

But at this moment, Guimi Wuhe did not keep up with his pace, and his legs slowly stopped.

Seeing this, Qingjing also stopped and turned to give him a puzzled expression.

"Aren't you going to keep going?"

In response, Guimi Wuhe shook his head.

But his intention was not to stop moving forward, but...

"I remembered there was a short cut."

Hearing this, Qing Jing's face lit up with joy, but then became full of suspicion.

"Are you serious?"

"But where is the shortcut?"

As he spoke, Qingjing's head kept wandering around, looking for another path around him.

But the next moment, the whistling sound of the wind in the closed corridor brought his attention back to the mysterious Wu He.

At this moment, the mysterious Wu He drew out his sword from his waist.

The red true energy flowed in his hands and turned into a huge dragon head, biting the sword in his hand.

The mysterious Wu He swung the long sword in his hand, which was wrapped with dragon-shaped true energy, around himself.

The whistling sound of the wind was gradually replaced by the rapid hum of the wind.

The violent whirlwind blew Qingjing so hard that he could hardly stand for a moment.

And here in the mysterious Wu River, the violent momentum is still accumulating.

When this momentum accumulated to its peak, a gleam of light suddenly shot out from the mysterious Wu He's eyes, and the flying sword suddenly fell back into his hand.

"The rainbow penetrates the sun!"

A simple stab to the sword blade caused the roaring dragon to rush out in an instant.

In an instant, horrible smoke and dust covered the entire corridor. The smoke and dust that rushed into Qingjing's nose forced him to close his eyes and cover his mouth and nose.

He gathered his true energy and protected his whole body, so he didn't get blown away.

But after a moment, when Qingjing kept slapping the air around him to find a living space for himself, and when he slowly opened his eyes and saw the scene in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Because at this time, the mysterious Wu He was standing sideways with a sword in one hand, and in front of him, where the stone wall should have been, a straight corridor extended to an unknown place.

A raging flame burned in the corridor, and the light shone on the mysterious Wu He's face.

At this time, the mysterious Wu He slightly turned his head and looked at Qing Jing.

"Look, here, there is a road..."

As he spoke, he walked into the corridor.

The flames burning around him, like subjects meeting an emperor, consciously gave way the moment they encountered him.

Only Qing Jing was left there, lost in thought...

At this moment, Qingjing couldn't help but recall what Guimi Wuhe had said before.

A ridiculous thought suddenly appeared in my mind.

"Could it be that this guy has really faced a Dharmakāya?!"

...(End of chapter)