A brown thing suddenly appeared, and when it got closer, the group saw a huge banyan tree.

Xue Huanhuan threw several fireballs, and the heated branches suddenly shrank back. Du Yunxi found the right moment to roll over and escape from under the branches.

"Junior sister Du, are you okay?" Wen Xu hurried forward and stretched out his hand to pull Du Yunxi up.

The backs of Du Yunxi's hands were covered with deep and shallow marks, which were very eye-catching blue and purple.

"I'm fine." Du Yunxi shook his head, patted the dirt on his body, and then looked up.

The banyan tree is huge and its trunk is so thick that even ten people with outstretched arms may not be able to circle it. Its branches and leaves are so luxuriant that it can block out the sky and the sun.

Looking from a distance, I can see something hanging on the branches of the banyan tree, fluttering in the wind.

"Let's be careful." Wen Xiu warned everyone.

Tan Leshan came closer, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked carefully. What was hanging on the tree was - a person!

Tan Leshan was so frightened that he stepped back repeatedly. As a result, his foot fell and his body fell suddenly.

"ah!"

Everyone heard the exclamation and found that Tan Leshan was missing.

"Fellow Taoists! There is a hole here!" Tan Leshan, whose butt hurt from the fall, slowly stood up and yelled at the top.

After hearing this, Su Wenhong came first. He put his hands on the ground and jumped down.

Before he could stand still, something pushed him behind him, causing him to lean forward and fall to the ground.

The sound of "dong dong dong" continued, and eight people jumped down one after another.

One by one, everyone fell to the ground and screamed in pain. Du Yunxi shook off his numb arm and stood up in the dark.

Xue Huanhuan stretched out his hand, and wisps of fire spiritual power surged out. Under the firelight, everyone could clearly see the entire cave.

The cave was not high, and Zhuo Guang, who was the tallest among them, had to lower his head slightly. The temperature inside was extremely low, and everyone could not help but shiver.

There was a hole in front that could only accommodate one person. It seemed to have been broken open by violence. After some discussion, everyone decided to go in.

Xue Huanhuan was at the front with a fireball in his hand. Bian Tingyu was anxious and walked next to Xue Huanhuan. As the most powerful Wen Ji among them, she walked at the back.

Entering the entrance of the cave, there is a long corridor with no end as far as the eye can see. The front where the light cannot reach is thick black, as if it is an abyss that can swallow people in one mouthful.

Everyone moved forward slowly.

Suddenly, Bian Tingyu vaguely saw a figure in front of her. She was startled and ran away without hesitation.

"Shiyin!" Bian Tingyu threw herself to the ground, lifted Song Shiyin's upper body up, and leaned against her.

Everyone also ran over quickly.

"Fellow Daoist Song! Wake up!" Du Yunxi squatted on the other side, stretched out his fingers to explore Song Shiyin's nose, and his breathing was weak.

She grabbed Song Shiyin's hand. It was cold and not like a living person. Du Yunxi's pupils shrank in fear.

Wen Xu also saw that Song Shiyin's face was pale and his lips were black, and the situation was not optimistic. He took out the Qi-Building Pill from his storage bag and fed it to Song Shiyin. Thinking about his spiritual roots, he quickly stood further away, and then rushed towards

Xue Huanhuan clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist Xue! Please trouble you."

Xue Huanhuan walked over with a cold face and knelt down, placing the fireball on Song Shiyin's hand. The fireball rotated rapidly, and traces of spiritual power flowed down Song Shiyin's palm into his meridians.

Zhuo Guang was also squatting beside Song Shiyin at this time. He grabbed Song Shiyin's other hand and pinched her vagina with his fingertips.

Time passed slowly, and Song Shiyin showed no sign of waking up. Sun Yao clapped his hands frantically, while his brother Sun Xiao kept pacing.

Withdrawing his consciousness, Song Shiyin slowly opened his eyes. The first person he saw was Zhuo Guang. Seeing her waking up, Zhuo Guang put her hand back.

Song Shiyin slowly moved his eyes upward and smiled at Bian Tingyu. Bian Tingyu's tears could no longer be stopped and she cried loudly.

"Friend Daoist Bian, please stop crying. Fellow Daoist Song has woken up. Ask her if she is okay." Tan Leshan didn't know how to deal with a girl's crying. He thought for a long time before saying this to distract Bian Tingyu.

attention.

"Fellow Daoist Song, how do you feel?" Du Yunxi asked.

"I'm fine, don't worry, everyone." Song Shiyin narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head, his voice weak.

It was the first time for the new disciples to experience a teammate being injured, and they were a little overwhelmed. They just kept asking Song Shiyin if he was okay and if he felt uncomfortable in any way.

Song Shiyin responded one by one. The fireball gradually became smaller and the light became darker and darker. Xue Huanhuan made a bigger fireball to maintain the light.

Seeing that she was getting up, Bian Tingyu and Du Yunxi hurriedly came to help her.

"Cough cough - cough!" Song Shiyin couldn't stop coughing as she just stood up, and Du Yunxi hurriedly came to calm her down.

"Everyone was walking in front at that time. My wristband was scratched off by weeds, so I turned around and went back to pick it up. As soon as I squatted down, something grabbed me." Everyone followed Song Shiyin's gaze and looked down. There was something on the ground.

Cut off the branches.

"I didn't even have time to call for help. My neck was wrapped tighter and tighter, my tears couldn't stop flowing, and my eyes couldn't see clearly..." Speaking of this, Song Shiyin's voice trembled.

"Then I felt like I was in a very cold place. The things I was holding suddenly disappeared, and I slowly lost consciousness. When I woke up, it was just now."

"It's okay, it's okay." Tan Leshan, who still had strangulation marks on his neck, patted Song Shiyin's arm and comforted her softly.

Zhuo Guang knelt down and picked up the branch and looked at it. The cut surface was flat and there was no spiritual power left.

He frowned and looked at Song Shiyin. Song Shiyin immediately lowered his head, avoided eye contact with him, and said no more.

"Everyone, now that Junior Sister Song is safe and sound, should we go back and continue looking for Mu Li Huazhi, or should we take advantage of the situation and explore here?" Wen Jiu looked at everyone one by one and asked for their opinions.

"You're already here, why don't we go inside?" Su Wenhong was the first to respond, crossing his arms across his chest and leaning against the wall.

No one had any objections, and the group continued walking inside.

Still can't see the corridor at the end, Xue Huanhuan is still holding the fireball to open the way ahead.

The walls on both sides were not smooth. Du Yunxi stretched out her hand to touch it, and her tentacles were slightly cold and uneven. She looked closer and found that these bumps did not appear to be naturally formed.

"Senior Sister Xue!" Du Yunxi called, and Xue Huanhuan came over after hearing the words.

With the faint light of the fire, everyone could see a corner of the wall.

"Does this look like a painting?" After observing it for a long time, Sun Xiao hesitated and said.

"More than that, look, the two rows below look like words." Wen Jiu was squatting on the ground. From his perspective, there were indeed two densely packed rows of words at the bottom of the wall, which were inconspicuous among the entire mural.

Song Shiyin stood quietly behind the people, and Bian Tingyu held her arm tightly. She also saw this mural, with a ball in the middle and densely packed little people below. Other than that, there was no other information.

This mural is not mentioned in the original text.

Song Shiyin closed her eyes and heard it.

The sound of blazing fire and the shouts of people.

"Liar! You are a liar!" He yelled heartbreakingly.

"You deceived us all! And you want to deceive-" It stopped abruptly.

The surrounding area fell silent, and the sound was heard again. It was everyone's guess about the mural.

Who was it? Who was deceived?

Song Shiyin put the doubts in his heart.

Song Shiyin looked at Du Yunxi. She stared at the mural closely, getting closer and closer...

"What on earth...is this?" The moment she saw the mural, Du Yunxi's head felt a sharp pain. She looked at the mural intently, and the mural began to move, getting further and further away from her.

Du Yunxi heard a "buzz-buzz--" sound in her ears. She wanted to turn her head but couldn't. She could only watch the mural get bigger and smaller.

"Yunxi, it's time to go." Someone tapped Du Yunxi on the shoulder, and she suddenly woke up. When she turned around, Song Shiyin was looking at her doubtfully, while several others had already left.

Du Yunxi followed, but no one spoke again along the way.

Soon, they reached the end of the corridor, where there was a door. The door was made of gold and was covered with dense patterns and sparkling light, which was incompatible with the dark corridor.

The leader, Xue Huanhuan, kept walking and pushed the door open.

Du Yunxi wanted to say something but had no time.

As soon as the door opened, there was a dazzling white light. Du Yunxi couldn't help but raise her hands to cover her eyes. The people standing in front seemed unaffected and walked straight in.

Behind the door is an endless sea of ​​flowers, fragrant and surrounded by butterflies, just like a fairyland on earth.

Du Yunxi took a deep breath, and under the fragrance of flowers, her fatigue was swept away.

The refreshing state did not last for a few minutes. His head began to feel dizzy and his consciousness became increasingly blurred. Du Yunxi closed his eyes uncontrollably and suddenly opened them in fear.

The light was very dim, she raised her head slightly, and it turned out that everyone was surrounding her.

Before she could react, everyone around her suddenly grabbed her hands and feet and began to tear and fight for them. Severe pain was felt, and Du Yunxi opened her mouth, but could not say a word.

How could everyone rush in without any discussion?

How could Bian Tingyu not be with Song Shiyin?

How could Song Shiyin call her Yunxi?

Totally wrong!

Du Yunxi struggled wildly. She pushed everyone away and ran behind her.

Tan Leshan, who was supposed to be behind her, suddenly appeared in front of her, with a ferocious face, and kept chattering something. She only felt that her ears were swollen and uncomfortable, and her head was extremely heavy.
To be continued...