Sun Jun was secretly glad that he didn't get carried away, otherwise he would have been rushed to death.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, what should we do now?"
Even if it is a trap, you still have to find a way to get past it.
Jiang Ning was not in a hurry. He looked towards Wang Jin in the direction where Teng Shu disappeared and said, "Let's take a look. The strength of the two of them is not weak. If there is a problem, there should be some movement."
Wang Jin has recovered to the early stage of Yuanying. With the help of the secret technique of blood pool, he can fight effectively in the middle stage of Yuanying. Teng Shu, like Xue Chong, has cut his own cultivation. If necessary, he can forcibly restore the cultivation of Yangshen.
Such two people will not disappear quietly.
So as long as we keep an eye on them, we might be able to detect the dangers in the thick fog and come up with ways to solve them.
Sun Jun thought it made sense, so he waited with him.
On the silent colorful bridge, thick fog gradually filled the air towards where Jiang and Ning were.
At this moment, a piercing scream rose up and pierced the sky.
Sun Jun's hair stood on end. He immediately took out a bunch of talismans from the mustard bag and held them in his hand. At the same time, he hid behind Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning didn't react as much as he did, but his expression was tense.
After all, it is a ruins that has been abandoned for who knows how many years. God knows what is alive inside.
Immediately afterwards, thick fog rolled in, and in the eyes of Jiang Ning and Sun Jun, Wang Jin rushed out of it covered in blood.
He looked horrified and his eyes were panicked. After he appeared, he ran in the direction of Jiang Ning, shouting loudly as he ran: "Help me, help me!"
Jiang Ning retreated instead of advancing and hurriedly distanced himself from Wang Jin.
At that moment, vines emerged from the thick fog, caught up with Wang Jin, tied him up, and then dragged him back into the fog under the incredulous eyes of Jiang and Ning.
Wang Jin's cry for help stopped abruptly.
On the bridge, Jiang Ning and Sun Jun exchanged cold sweats with Cen Cen.
"Jiang...Fellow Daoist Jiang, what's going on?" Sun Jun stammered.
The scene just now had a really big impact on him.
Jiang Ning shook his head and stared at the thick fog.
He also wanted to know what happened just now.
After looking at half a cup of tea, there was no movement or sound coming out, but the figure of the bridge guard gradually became clearer.
"Young people, it's your turn..." The figure walked out of the thick fog, revealing an old man with a hunchback.
His words made Jiang and Ning break into cold sweats.
Why is it your turn? What about the two big living people in front of you? Have you passed the level or failed...
Jiang Ning didn't know and didn't dare to ask.
"Senior, I...I want to ask what is the main test of our level?" Unable to avoid it, Jiang Ning had no choice but to ask.
It's something you have to try anyway, so it's better to ask more questions. With luck, you might be able to find a way to survive.
The hunchbacked old man raised his head and looked at him gloomily.
After a moment, an old and hoarse voice slowly sounded, saying, "The spiritual wisdom of the tester will be tested. Those who fail will be punished by serving as the foundation of a bridge for hundreds of years."
Being the foundation of a bridge... In other words, Wang Jin and Sepak Takraw were caught under the bridge and used as piers?
Sun Jun couldn't help laughing, and Jiang Ning also breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as it's not a dead person, don't worry.
"In that case, I'd like to help you, senior." After Jiang Ning finished speaking, he expressed his willingness to accept the test.
Sun Jun also nodded hurriedly in agreement.
The hunchbacked old man hummed, turned around and walked into the thick fog.
"Come with me……"
Jiang and Ning looked at each other and followed side by side.
Being in the thick fog, my breath seemed to be sticky and moist.
Jiang Ning was worried that the mist was poisonous, so he tore off the edge of his clothes and covered his mouth and nose. At the same time, he handed another piece to Sun Jun next to him. However, the person who took the clothes was an old man with a hunchback.
"Young man, being careful is not a bad thing, but being too careful is cowardly..."
Jiang Ning stood beside him and said with a smile: "Opportunities and misfortunes depend on each other, so it is always good to be cautious."
The hunchbacked old man sneered.
Sun Jun next to him was wiping his sweat while walking.
He was really afraid that if Jiang Ning said something wrong and angered the old man, he would be slapped to death with a backhand.
Fortunately, there were no dangers along the way. Under the leadership of the hunchbacked old man, the three of them walked deep into the thick fog.
At this time, candlelight suddenly lit up in the void on both sides.
The candles were suspended and the flames were swaying, adding a bit of eerieness to the empty environment.
Under the candlelight, Jiang Ning saw a raised stone slab on the ground in front of him.
It is engraved with complex patterns, like an altar.
"Senior, where is this?" he asked.
The hunchbacked old man showed a strange smile and said: "Just go up to the Heart-Asking Platform."
Qinxintai...the name doesn't even sound like a good thing.
But now there is no other way.
The hunchbacked old man in front of them looked gray-haired and dying, and could fall to the ground if the wind blew. However, in fact, Jiang Ning and Sun Jun knew without guessing that the hunchbacked old man was an old ghost who had lived for who knows how many years.
His true strength must be unfathomable.
It is definitely unrealistic to escape or resist on your own.
what to do?
Jiang Ning turned around with a complicated expression and stared at Sun Jun.
His intention was very obvious, he wanted Sun Jun to go to the altar first.
Sun Jun's scalp was numb, and he immediately looked at his nose and heart. No matter how Jiang Ning suggested, he remained indifferent.
As long as they are not fools, no one wants to be the first to go to the altar.
Seeing that he was not on the road, Jiang Ning was thinking about whether to take action and force him to the stage, when the hunchbacked old man next to him said: "Why don't you go up, do you expect me to invite you?"
His voice was low, his tone was extremely serious, and a strong sense of threat almost overflowed from his words.
Jiang Ning took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and do it himself.
The altar was cold, and after walking up, the surroundings suddenly lit up with light.
It's a jewel.
Around the altar, there are also fist-sized orbs inlaid. When not activated, they are obscured by the fog and cannot be seen. After activation, they will light up one after another.
Under the pale light, the hunchbacked old man looked even paler and livid, as if he had just crawled out of the coffin board. The two of them felt trembling in their hearts.
Seeing that Jiang Ning had already stood on the stage, the hunchbacked old man said nothing nonsense and waved his big sleeves, and the altar was suddenly enveloped by a mysterious aura.
Jiang Ning's eyelids began to grow heavy under this aura.
Gradually, his whole body began to lose strength.
Knowing something was wrong, Jiang Ning hurriedly sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
Seeing this, the hunchbacked old man turned around, stared at Sun Jun with a smile, and said in a hoarse voice like a knife: "The breath of the Howling Abyss, after so many years, is still so smelly!"
Hearing this, Sun Jun's complexion changed slightly.
"Senior, why can't I understand what you are saying..." He lowered his head and replied respectfully.
The hunchbacked old man showed a mouth full of black teeth and a charming smile.
"Boy, it's okay to pretend in front of others. Old man, I've been dead for hundreds of years, and your moral deeds are not enough in front of me."
There was more cold sweat on Sun Jun's forehead.
"senior……"
The hunchbacked old man interrupted him and said: "Don't be nervous, the old man will arrange for you to go down and accompany the two little ones from the blood pool just now."
Thunder exploded in Sun Jun's head.
Without any hesitation, he turned around and fled outside.
Behind him, the thick mist formed a huge beast's head, which was opening its bloody mouth and swallowing Sun Jun.
"No!"
Sun Jun screamed.
In front of the century-old ghost, he didn't even have a chance to resist before he was swallowed by the huge beast's head.