Chapter 290 An ancient bronze tree and a statue with a human head and a snake body and one horn.
Huang is very interested in Huang Quan.
He had a hunch that maybe this place would let him know the clues about Zheng Zhuanggong back then and get further opportunities.
"Master, it's not that I spoil your mood!"
The corpse smiled bitterly at Huang: "Now that Feng Yuyan and Nangong Qingcheng have left, their combat power has been greatly reduced. It's probably difficult to defeat them just relying on us."
"I want to plot the land of hell..."
Hearing this, Huang shook his head: "When we enter the land of underworld, there will be no danger!"
"Everyone should recharge their batteries and adjust themselves to their peak state!"
"good!"
In the guest house, Huang rarely practiced martial arts. His martial arts had almost reached a bottleneck. It would take a long time to break through just by standing and practicing.
Now he needs a chance.
Luang looked calm as he stroked the Great Qin Dragon Bird. The middle-aged man was indeed a strong opponent, but they did not have no chance at all.
The reason why the middle-aged man came together seemed to be persuasion, but in fact it was a kind of temptation.
"How can we be sure who is the fisherman until the end?"
Put the Great Qin Dragon Bird away, Huang put on his clothes and went to sleep.
The next day.
Huang slept soundly last night and got up very early.
By the time the little Taoist priest and others went out to practice, he had already practiced Bajiquan once. His energy and blood were as strong as an oven, and his body became stronger.
The Tai Chi inner elixir breathing method continuously strengthens the vitality in the body.
An hour later, everyone finished practicing. After washing up, looking at the food in front of them, their appetites aroused, especially Huang.
He is a warrior.
Take food intake very seriously.
Half an hour later, after a sheep had eaten, Huang just wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth and washed his hands.
"National Master, where are we going now?"
The corpse came over and asked Huang.
"Go to the official office!"
Huang's tone was calm: "Anyway, Prime Minister Shen has already agreed. Corpse, you go first and give Cheng Ying Ling the warrant from Prime Minister Shen and ask him to evacuate immediately with the people from the government office."
"We will take over the government office!"
"good!"
Nodding, the corpse turned and walked away.
Huang led the little Taoist priest and others slowly towards the official office.
Their speed was not fast, because it would take a while for the government personnel to evacuate, so even if they arrived early, it would be meaningless.
At the same time, above the wine stall, a middle-aged man was drinking wine, his eyes shining.
"The people of the Tianshi lineage and the people with the surname Feng have left. Has the Qin State Master really given up?" The middle-aged man was full of calculations, and the information he received was not comprehensive.
Although he was not afraid of Master Qin, for the sake of safety, he did not monitor Huang and his party.
These people's backgrounds are not weak. If they have magic weapons on their bodies, they may not be able to detect them.
"Probably not. Qin Guoshi is a person who will not give up until he achieves his goal..."
"I have only been to this land of hell once back then. After all this time, someone still needs to explore the way..."
When he thought of this, the middle-aged man took a deep sip of wine.
Just in time, he caught a glimpse of the corpse walking into the official office with his peripheral vision, and couldn't help but smile: "It seems that Master Qin still hasn't given up!"
"But this is fine. Warriors like Qin Guoshi are too independent. If they are alive, it will cause huge damage to the balance of the Central Plains!"
At this moment, the middle-aged man squinted his eyes: "I am doing justice for heaven!"
Just like that, the middle-aged man drank wine and watched the people from the government office evacuate and Huang and his party arrive.
At the same time, Huang turned around.
The four eyes looked at each other, and the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword formed from the void.
The middle-aged man had a smile on his face and nodded towards Huang.
The smile on Huang's face became even brighter at this moment.
Then, he turned around and walked into the official office.
.......
"National Master, the power of the mind is still unable to be used. The power here has a strong suppression on the mind!" When the little Taoist priest saw Huang walking in, he couldn't help but complain.
"Haha, the mind can't be used here, maybe it's because of the death energy underground."
Huang smiled: "Since our minds are useless, we will use the old method and search bit by bit. Even if we dig three feet into the ground, we will still find the entrance!"
"good."
The little Taoist priest and others began to search. A flash of light flashed in Huang's eyes as he looked around the official office.
If the mind cannot be used, it will have little impact on Huang.
On the contrary, in this environment, his spiritual sense will become extremely sharp and he will be able to detect danger one step ahead of others.
Here, it would be more beneficial to him as a warrior.
"National Preceptor, found it!"
Feng Zheng's voice came.
"It's just that here, it's too conspicuous. It seems like a flaw left intentionally!"
Hearing this, Huang walked over and took a look, and couldn't help but smile: "Everyone, please be careful, I'm afraid it's not easy here."
"Someone wants us to be used as pathfinder cannon fodder!"
The little Taoist priest stepped forward, made a seal with his hand, and the Five Elements and Bagua flew out. After a while, the little Taoist priest pointed out, and a stone door was opened with a "click".
Opening the entrance, the little Taoist priest frowned and said, "Everyone, be careful. The people who built this place are proficient in the Five Elements and Bagua, and are good at Feng Shui. Their attainments are far above those of the poor Taoist."
"good!"
Feng Zheng went in first.
Then the corpse followed, Jiang Huanyue guarded Huang, and the little Taoist priest cut off the rear.
The group finally walked into the entrance.
At this moment, at the entrance, a middle-aged man stood, his boning knife flashing with cold light.
After entering the entrance, everyone went down the stairs. After about half an hour, they still didn't reach the end.
"National Master, this wall is getting more and more humid, and there is more and more death in the air." Zhizi frowned and reminded Huang.
"It's the end!" At this time, Feng Zheng's voice came: "National Master, come and see!"
Hearing Feng Zheng's voice, everyone stepped forward one after another. At the end of the stairs, there was a huge flat land with statues of gods standing there, and a large bronze cauldron full of green.
A towering ancient book, cast in bronze, lifelike.
On the ancient bronze tree, shriveled corpses hung.
"This statue of the Imperial Master is not a human being!" The little Taoist priest's eyes were full of solemnity. He pointed at the statue and said, "It has the head of a human and the body of a snake. There is a single horn on its forehead."
"A demon clan?"
At this moment, Huang only had this thought.
"Be careful, this is an altar where humans are sacrificed to gods. I'm afraid there are snakes like this here!"
On the huge bronze tree, hung people with special bindings. Their postures were very strange. A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the little Taoist priest, pointing to the bronze tree.
"This bronze tree is a whole. Did Zheng already have such craftsmanship at that time?"
Hearing this, Huang said, "It's not surprising that there are countless skilled craftsmen in this world. What's more, there are monks in this world..."
"Hiss, hiss..."
His ears twitched and Huang shouted: "Be careful, there's a snake roaring!"
At the same time, he drew his sword and slashed out, and the flying snake was split into two.