After Niu Deng died, Liang Qiufeng was the only remaining living person in the entire temple.
Of course, there is also a little monkey.
Liu Er's current state is extremely strange. Ever since the golden armor integrated into its body and disappeared, it has been standing still in a weird posture.
Support with both arms, head down, feet in the air, exposing a bright red butt.
Liang Qiufeng knew that it would definitely undergo another transformation, but he didn't know what it would become in the end, or whether it would become like that demon statue with two horns on its head?
That's a monster!
He couldn't help but clenched his hands so hard that his nails dug into his palms, causing red pain. Some painful memories buried deep in his heart surged like waves, dominating his rational emotions——
"Run, run away!"
"Escape as far away as possible, and never look back..."
There was cold sweat flowing on his forehead. Liang Qiufeng screamed in pain. His eyes were wide open and a little red. He strode over with the Shangqing Sword and raised it high.
Oops!
The blade of the sword fell, and when it was less than one foot away from Liu Er, it suddenly stopped.
Then, he slowly retracted it and returned the sword to its sheath.
Liu Er was completely unaware of all this and closed his eyes. After a while, he fell asleep like a thunderbolt. The corners of his mouth were slightly split, and some saliva flowed out and dripped to the ground.
Looking at it like this, the sleeping little guy is still so cute.
Liang Qiufeng closed his eyes, raised his head, and sighed. After a moment, he turned around resolutely and rushed outside.
When I came to the edge of the abyss, I immediately saw countless evil spirits rising from below like boiling water vapor, and signs of activity were extremely frequent and intense.
Just as Niu Deng said, in a few days, these evil spirits will permeate the entire Ali Mountain Range. At that time, the monsters will not be able to live in peace, and they will become furious, scatter down the mountain, and vent their anger on humans.
A monster disaster is coming.
At present, Liang Qiufeng has no effective way to stop it. The smartest choice is to get out of the maze as soon as possible, leave the Demon Suppressing Tomb, return to Gushan City, and return to Zhongnan Mountain, and make this disastrous news public to see if he can
There are remedies.
The Demon Suppressing Tomb was built in an unknown age and is as huge as a maze. It has been hidden deep in the Ali Mountains and is unknown to anyone.
There must be some little-known mysteries hidden deep inside it.
In addition, Liang Qiufeng still has many unanswered questions about Liu Er's origins.
But at the moment, he couldn't care less. He was racing against time. He just wanted to go out and leave the Demon Suppressing Tomb.
It took three whole days before Liang Qiufeng found the entrance and strode out.
After walking about a hundred feet, he felt something in his heart, jumped up a towering tree, and looked at the mysterious stone mountain. At this moment, his energy and energy were more concentrated and full than ever before.
Liang Qiufeng wanted to remember the momentum and trajectory of the punch that day outside in his mind. He subconsciously believed that remembering this punch would be very beneficial to his future martial arts path. Maybe he could get inspiration from it and create his own
Martial arts is coming out.
Self-created martial arts is the mark of a high-level warrior.
When your cultivation reaches a certain state, what you learn and practice is no longer the work of your predecessors, but becomes self-created martial arts.
After all, there are hundreds of millions of warriors in the world, and each one has different talents and characteristics. In the early stage, there is no problem in practicing the martial arts left by the predecessors, but in the later stage, disadvantages will gradually appear, which will restrict the development of the warriors themselves.
Once such a situation occurs, you must find countermeasures, or modify and improve the martial arts you have learned, or pool the strengths of everyone to create your own martial arts...
Compared with the former, the latter is undoubtedly much more difficult.
For example, Zhang Zhenren, the founder of Jianfu, was a man of extraordinary talent and talent throughout his life. He created his own "Sword Heart and Carved Dragon? Eight Swords with Yongzi". Unfortunately, he never completed it throughout his life, which is a pity.
As the heir to his mantle, Liang Qiufeng also has to perfect the art of swordsmanship and has a great responsibility.
Of course, with his current level of cultivation, it is too early to say this.
It didn't take long for Liang Qiufeng to memorize the outline of the entire stone mountain in his mind, as if it were a rubbing, and there would be no omissions.
He no longer hesitated, flew down from the tree, and ran towards the southern foot of the mountain range.
Along the way, I heard the roars of ferocious monsters from time to time. It was as if those monsters had instinctively sensed the strange movement of evil spirits deep underground, and they seemed uneasy.
Liang Qiufeng was extremely vigilant. While maintaining his speed, he paid close attention to the surrounding movements, for fear that a high-level monster would suddenly appear. In that case, not only would there be no way to report the news, but he would also be unable to protect himself.
Fortunately, along the way, except for occasionally encountering some low-level monsters, I didn't encounter any high-level monsters, so it was quite safe. When they arrived at the southern foot, the number of hunting warriors gradually increased. They saw the ones running lifelessly.
Liang Qiufeng, very curious:
"Hey, who is this? Why are you running so fast?"
"This friend, has he encountered a high-level monster?"
Some people asked directly, if there were really high-level monsters coming out, they could retreat early and be safe.
Liang Qiufeng ran and replied: "Yes, everyone, please leave quickly. Soon there will be seventh- and eighth-level monsters coming down the mountain."
Hearing this, all the warriors burst into laughter, but no one took it seriously.
Are you kidding me? There may indeed be seventh- and eighth-level monsters deep in the Ali Mountains, but they can't escape to this southern foothills.
This is the most basic common sense.
Therefore, they found Liang Qiufeng's rumor-mongering report ridiculous and dissatisfied:
"Hey, is this fool excited?"
"It seems to me, or it was done on purpose, to scare us away."
"Everyone, do you think this guy looks like anyone?"
"Like who?"
"It's like Liang Qiufeng of Zhongnan Sword Mansion..."
The man wasn't sure.
Although Liang Qiufeng took off his fake beard, the camouflage on his face was not removed, and it was difficult to see accurately as he was passing by in a flash.
"Liang Qiufeng? Don't be stupid. He is a talented disciple of Jianfu and a future star. How can he come to the mountains alone to practice? Let me tell you, reliable information, Liang Qiufeng is maintaining order in Gushan City."
"No."
The man said calmly: "Maybe I saw it wrong..."
Liang Qiufeng did not stop to explain, because explanations are often useless, so why waste time? The true energy in his body was running at a high speed, fully supporting the running speed, and occasionally stuffing the Three Apertures Shengyuan Dan into his mouth to recover.
vitality.
But the journey back to Gushan City from the Ali Mountains is not short. It is very difficult to reach the city with just two feet. So when I came to the foot of the mountain, I caught a glimpse of a thousand-mile horse, and immediately flew up and shouted: "There is an emergency.
Due to the situation, Jian Mansion requisitions horses."
The owner of the horse was sitting on the ground chewing a piece of animal meat, his mouth full of fat, and his eyes widened when he heard this: Jianfu requisitioned horses? What Jianfu, and why did they requisition them?
But he didn't have time to react. Liang Qiufeng used the Shangqing Sword as a riding whip, slapped the horse's butt hard, and flew away immediately.
"Horse, that's my horse!"
I stood up and wanted to catch up, but I couldn't catch up. Instead, I choked on a mouthful of dust and was very angry. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)