The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Seeing that all eyes are focused on myself, Don Juan thinks for a while, and still refuses to say: "I don't have the full grasp to find this soldier, but I can try it.? Eight? One Chinese? Net? W (one) W? W .81ZW.COM"

“Is it really going to be successful?” The old ancestors asked again.

Xiaobai said without thinking: "Of course, the master is superb, not to mention finding a soldier, more difficult thing, he is coming."

In Xiao Bai's eyes, Tang Yan is almost synonymous with omnipotence.

Don’t laugh and laugh, don’t let down the trust of Xiaobai. Otherwise, it’s a joke.

A few of the ancestors will be convinced, and there are too many suspects.

Unconsciously, there was a lot of sky, and the desperate valley woke up from a deep sleep, and gradually revived.

Since we are looking for a soldier, we must have a comprehensive and meticulous understanding of the desperate valley. Therefore, the group left the waterfall with a hole in the sky and re-entered the sky.

The waterfall is just behind, the waterfall is still black, and under the glare of the sun, there is a different radiance.

"What is this waterfall? Why is it black?" Tang Yan asked curiously.

The old ancestors glanced at the waterfall and said: "This waterfall was poisoned by poisons. It has always been highly toxic. If you drink a little, it will kill you on the spot. This waterfall is equivalent to our last line of defense. If it is forced, it will be traced by the enemy. We can't hide, and it's hard for the enemy to break through this waterfall."

"If that is the case, it will become a dead end. Without a retreat, the enemy has been trapped, and we are easily trapped." Tang Yu’s heart was straightforward, and he pointed out the shortcomings.

The old ancestors cheeked red and said: "We also know this, this is a last resort."

Tang Zhen immediately realized that he was too abrupt, and embarrassed to say: "My ancestors, I said casually, don't care."

The old ancestors rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think I will be so small?"

The fog also helped: "The ancestors are open-minded, how can they care about these three words."

"That is true." Tang Yan echoed and laughed.

The old ancestors did not care, and then answered Tang’s question and said: “When you opened the waterfall last night, you must have seen the change of the waterfall. When the waterfall is divided into two, the black water will become clear and clear, but the only waterfall. When it is non-toxic."

"How can a waterfall be non-toxic?" This time, Xiaobai couldn't help but ask strangely.

It was very poisonous for a while, and it was not toxic for a while, which was really confusing.

Xiaobai nodded and said: "I have never been thorough about this point. Only when the waterfall is opened, the waterfall will be non-toxic."

"So how did you think of opening the waterfall?"

The fog worship said: "This is the ancestor's credit. When we first arrived, we didn't have a shelter. It was the ancestors who thought about it. We opened the waterfall with magical powers, and we can settle in it and shelter from the rain."

"The ancestors are really powerful." Xiaobai praised.

Looking at the eyes of Xiaobai, the face of the ancestors is more red, and I am embarrassed to say: "Your Majesty praised, in fact, I have not told you anything."

"what's up?"

“It’s ridiculous to say it. It’s not that I’m thinking, but I have a dream. There is a voice in my dream. This voice tells me how to open the waterfall.”

The words of the old ancestors were shocked and shocked, and everyone was shocked. It turned out to be a dream to tell him the way.

Dreaming is normal, the key is that the dream becomes real, it is very unusual.

The fog can hear the heartbreaking voice. This is not the merit of the ancestors, but the credit of the dream.

In order to maintain this group, the ancestors must let everyone trust his strength, so they dare not say it directly. Otherwise, if others question his strength, then this group will easily fall apart.

Now that he is coming back, this problem does not exist, so he will speak out frankly.

"A dream..." Tang Yan muttered to himself, his eyes falling on the waterfall.

“When the waterfall is open, the water of the non-toxic waterfall can be used for drinking, which guarantees our survival needs.” The ancestors continued to say, “I tried to recall this dream later, just remember that voice. I don’t remember anything else. I studied countless years around the waterfall, but I still have nothing to do with it. I don’t know where the sound came from. Moreover, since then, I have had a similar dream. I have never heard that voice anymore."

"This is really strange." Xiaobai nodded and looked at Tang Yan and said, "Master, what do you have?"

Tang Yan shook his head and said: "Since we have doubts, we will find it from the waterfall. Everyone suspects that the poison is the one who is poisonous. When this waterfall is opened, it can automatically purify the poisonous water. It is possible to The gods have inextricably linked, so it is best to start from the waterfall."

The fog turned a blind eye and said: "When you say that you start from the waterfall, do you think you will have results? The ancestors can study for many years, and there is no gain. You don't think that you can rely on three words and three inches. There are gains."

The fog always has a prejudice against Tang Yin.

Don Juan ignored her fall and said faintly: "Is there any gain, then I have to try it before I know it."

"Then we will see you try."

Tang Yan’s heart is also eager to try.

Try it, who is afraid of it?

It’s not my style of Tang Yan’s retreat.

He walked straight to the waterfall, and there was a deep pool under the waterfall, like a large bottle of ink, very dark.

He walked around the deep pool, and the waterfall had no smell. Apart from the color, it was no different from the usual water.

His hand went into the water.

The fog exclaimed: "Do you want to commit suicide? The water is poisonous."

Don Juan did not laugh back and said, "Of course I know."

He has encountered a lot of water, the water of the Styx in the ghost world, the water of the sea of ​​bitterness. Every time he is in danger, and water is the source of life, which can reflect many things.

His hand stopped a few millimeters from the surface of the water, and a strange feeling was immediately introduced into his palm.

"toxicity."

He immediately judged it.

This toxicity is really strong, and it has not been directly contacted, so he has been reacted.

He did not retract his hand, and this toxicity could not hurt him.

He looked back at other places. This is the hinterland of the desperate valley. The rest of the valley has been purified, there is no toxicity, and only this waterfall is poisonous, which is very different.

"If you can't see it, don't pretend it. If it's so simple, why wait so many years." The fog said jokingly, fighting Tang Yan.

Don Juan smiled slightly and didn't care.

"Fog!" The ancestors screamed, and the fog snorted and finally dared not make another time.

The ancestors knew very well how difficult it was. Seeing that Don Juan had not responded for a long time, he also wanted to persuade him to retreat. But when he spoke, his face changed dramatically, his mouth widened and his jaw slammed on the ground. It is.