The picture in front of him darkened, and Chu Yuan could not adapt to it for a while. He only felt that his eyes were dark, and it took him a while to feel the light.
Dim light, in a dim passage.
Zhuge Sanlang and Fan Tong were also the same. At this time, they slowly came to their senses and the three of them had returned to the passage.
You can faintly hear the sounds of fighting and the roar of rickets.
Especially when they heard the roar of the rickety, Zhuge Sanlang and Fan Tong felt a little numb. In their eyes, the rickety was too terrifying, and its sharp claws were like the scythe of death.
"Why are you back again?" Fan Tong exclaimed.
Zhuge Sanlang quickly pressed Fan Tong's mouth and said: "Keep your voice down, be careful to attract those monsters."
In fact, according to the cultivation level of Zhuge Sanlang and Fan Tong, it is not too difficult to deal with a small rickety. The difficulty lies in the fact that there are too many rickets.
The two of them had been running away since they entered the passage. They thought they had escaped the rickets' pursuit, but unexpectedly they fell into the hands of the people from the Patron Sect.
However, after escaping from the hands of the patron sect, he returned to the passage again. It was true that misfortunes never come singly.
Chu Yuan glanced at the two of them and said: "Tell me, two senior brothers, why are you so surprised? You two are at the seventh level of Qi training, and the other is at the eighth level. Why are you not as good as me, who is at the third level of Qi training?
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Zhuge Sanlang and Fan Tong thought that Chu Yuan had not seen those rickets, so they couldn't help but shake their heads. Fan Tong explained: "Junior Brother Chu, you have never seen those rickets. They are all extremely ferocious, and there are only two of them."
It can be dealt with, but if a group of rickets are chasing after them, even a tough guy can't stand it."
Zhuge Sanlang echoed from the side: "Yes, yes, we'd better avoid these rickets."
Chu Yuan disagreed. He had already become one with the rickety monster. Who was he afraid of in this rickety territory?
He walked forward, towards the direction where the rickety roar was coming.
Zhuge Sanlang and Fan Tong were both stunned. Zhuge Sanlang said in surprise: "Junior Brother Chu, there are so many roars of rickets over there, why are you still going that way?"
Chu Yuan said without looking back: "How can we monks be afraid of these beasts?"
Chu Yuan's words were awe-inspiring and righteous, and his heart was filled with joy, thinking that he was going to pretend again.
Zhuge Sanlang and Fan Tong looked at each other in confusion. Looking at Chu Yuan's back, they felt that the figure was infinitely magnified.
"Even Junior Brother Chu, who is on the third level of Qi training, is so brave. Am I right?" Fan Tong said in surprise.
"You heard that right." Zhuge Sanlang replied.
"Brother Sanlang, what about us!?" Fan Tong said.
"Follow us. If it weren't for Junior Brother Chu, our lives might have been lost long ago. Junior Brother Chu's cultivation level is too low. We thanked him for saving our lives before. He has never seen the power of the rickets, so we can't let him die on the rickets.
We must protect this subordinate and repay him for saving his life." Zhuge Sanlang said.
Fan Tong nodded and pulled Zhuge Sanlang to follow him.
Chu Yuan heard the footsteps behind him and couldn't help but thought to himself: "I have to say that these two people are very affectionate and righteous."
It didn't take long to walk out of the passage. Outside the passage was a huge underground space, which was also full of dark red light, but the light did not come from the Fire Spirit Fruit, but from the magma.
A "river" formed by the convergence of magma surrounded a mountain peak, which was hundreds of meters high. The rocks were rugged and there was no sign of any life.
There are still things stuck densely between the rocks.
Chu Yuan took a closer look and saw that those densely packed, forest-like things were swords one by one. There were countless swords, covering the entire mountain from top to bottom.
A stone bridge collapsed across the magma and bordered Jianshan Mountain. An old man in ragged black robes stood on the other side of the bridge, staring at this side of the bridge.
The upper body of the old man in black robe was hidden in the black robe, and his face could not be seen, only the white hair peeking out from the robe.
Based on those white hairs and the other person's stooped body, you can tell that the other person is an old man.
On this side of the bridge, countless monks had their backs to the lava, and the magic weapons in their hands were always ready to deal with the rickets in front of them.
What's strange is that these rickets stopped attacking after arriving here, and instead wandered not far in front of the passage.
Seeing that the rickets no longer attacked, all the monks breathed a sigh of relief. Although they did not know why the rickets did not dare to approach, they were still frightened.
There are many monks here, coming from various sects. They all work on their own without a backbone. When they arrived here, they saw that the rickets no longer attacked, so they began to rest on the spot.
Everyone discovered that there was a stone bridge across the lava leading to the Sword Mountain on the opposite side. Under the Sword Mountain, there was an old man in black robe standing motionless, which aroused the curiosity of the monks.
"Is there a sword tomb opposite?" a monk asked.
"It's very possible." A monk responded.
"Are you afraid that the old man in black robe is the sword guard?" A monk guessed.
"Is that true? Just ask." It was Qin Shou who spoke at this time.
Qin Shou was now covered in bloodstains and his clothes were in tatters. He must have experienced a fierce battle.
Recalling the battle just now, Qin Shou was still terrified. If he hadn't had the Haotian Mirror given to him by his brother for self-defense, he would have been eaten by the rickets by now.
Qin Shou went through a deadly battle, and many people saw his situation. Although he didn't know why those rickets attacked him, he was able to escape unscathed from so many rickets, and they couldn't help but admire him from the bottom of his heart.
Faintly, in this space, Qin Shou was gradually respected by some people.
As soon as Qin Shou opened his mouth, someone echoed: "That's right, just ask."
Chu Yuan had just come out of the passage when he saw Qin Shou walking onto the stone bridge and walking towards the old man in black robe on the other side of the bridge.
Outside the passage, there were stone steps extending downward, and those rickets were standing densely under the stone steps. At this time, some rickets turned their heads to look when they noticed someone coming out of the passage.
Zhuge Sanlang and Fan Tong were so frightened by the rickety looks that they almost fell down. Fortunately, Chu Yuan supported them. Chu Yuan smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, nothing will happen."
Seeing the two people's legs shaking, Chu Yuan smiled again: "Two senior brothers, can you have some success?!"
Hearing what Chu Yuan said, both Zhuge Sanlang and Fan Tong were ashamed.
Seeing Chu Yuan's calm expression, looking at the two of them, they looked greedy for life and afraid of death. Their cultivation was as good as that of dogs.
Fan Tong and Zhuge Sanlang looked at each other and tried their best to raise their chests. Fan Tong said first: "Junior brother Chu is teaching you that senior brother will never bring shame to the sect."
Zhuge Sanlang also said: "Yes, me too."
Chu Yuan smiled and shook his head, and walked towards the rickets. Zhuge Sanlang and Fan Tong had already taken out their magical weapons. They originally planned to have a battle, but they never thought that when the rickets saw Chu Yuan, they would immediately make way for them.
Come.
Chu Yuan turned around and waved to the two of them with a smile: "Come on, why are you so annoying?"
Zhuge Sanlang and Fan Tong had disbelieving expressions on their faces.
Isn't this true? Is this not true?
I just saw Chu Yuan waving his hands and chanting a few spells at the rickets, and the rickets behaved obediently.
Zhuge Sanlang and Fan Tong couldn't understand. Is this the Chu Yuan they knew? The Chu Yuan who was of low cultivation and was timid and afraid of death!?
He not only knows formations, but also spells, which is really not easy.