Chapter two hundred and eighty nine something strange
"There is something fishy about everything here."
At the foot of an unnamed hill near Fuyuan Town, Feng Jiming was leaning against a tent in a camp, whispering to himself. The dark shadow of the tent covered his low body that had transformed into a skeleton.
shape, but the campfire not far away allowed him to clearly distinguish every detail on the surface nearby.
There are not as many miners here as expected. Judging from the number of nearby camps, there are seven in total. In the camp in front of me, which is not a small one, including the people in several tents, there are only three spiritual monks.
There are only twelve ordinary people in addition, and two ordinary people are already quite old and cannot engage in high physical labor such as mining.
Normally, if you are not mining, you don't need so many people, but if you are mining, there will be a few people.
"Is it possible that miners only come during the day and don't live here?" Feng Jiming said to himself again, and soon there was a small diamond-shaped ice crystal in his hand, and he wanted to use this ice crystal to penetrate the tent to visit.
Below is the situation inside.
"Or is this not the main camp?"
Feng Jiming, who lacked experience in this area, felt troubled for the first time. This was different from the familiar roads at the Yuanchu Master's ruins, and also different from the head-on battles between monks. He lacked the necessary understanding of mining, a life dominated by mundane participation.
and knowledge reserve.
"Hey, you should say something!" Feng Jiming, who often felt that the other party was noisy, expected for the first time that another soul would give some constructive opinions.
"I'm already asleep. There's no one nearby who can fight. Why did you ask me to do it?" Another voice replied lazily, with sleepiness and disdain in his words, and even a bit of teasing.
"..."
Feng Jiming suddenly felt powerless to complain. He could only pour his spiritual power into the rhombus-shaped ice crystals and let the ice crystals scratch the tent made of three layers of burlap. Soon, the situation inside came into view.
A not very bright Soul Fire Palace lantern, and a spirit-level monk who was meditating with his eyes closed, with a cultivation level of about the sixth level of the spirit-level. This man's face was a little dark, with little luster, and although his robes were neat, they looked like
It was a second-hand item. I only had a short Ningshen incense burning next to me. It looked like it could only last for about two hours. It was easy to see that this was a guy who was not getting along as he wished.
It is worth noting that there are many large and small packages piled up near him. The exposed parts can be seen to be some cheap medicinal herbs, as well as low-level talismans with not very exquisite calligraphy? There are all kinds of them, and medicinal herbs.
Just as variegated, these things are not of high value. For monks above the middle spiritual level, although they have some effect, they are also very limited.
What are these things for?
Feng Jiming wanted to arrest a monk for questioning, but he was worried about alerting the enemy. After all, he had the ability to control directly, but it would definitely kill people, just like when he had a thought to control Matthew, although he regrets it now
He "played to death" a possible Xuan-level fan, but even now, it would be difficult for him to grasp this scale to ensure that the opponent would not die or mutate easily when his soul was under control.
Forget it, why not go and see for yourself? He caught a glimpse of a camp further away. There seemed to be a passage leading to the mountainside. There were several piles of scattered rocks, like traces of fresh digging.
He flew lightly and leaned there silently, without disturbing anyone. After a moment, he was already close. Yes, this stone was indeed newly dug, and there was a unique smell of monsters on it.
No, the smell was not of a living monster, but of a dead one. He quickly caught a glimpse of the remains of a monster in a low depression, and it had not yet been dealt with. Seeing that no one was nearby, Feng Jiming flew over
Get closer and carefully observe the details of the monster's remains from head to toe.
This looks like a giant bear-like monster, nearly fifteen feet long. The specific type is unknown. It should have been between the second and third levels when it was alive. There are many parts of its body that are incomplete and have traces of embedded talismans. Its...
There is also a three-foot-long gap in the abdomen, and there are many fragments of medicinal herbs and talismans inside.
This is a demon puppet, and it has exhausted the remaining spirit inside its skin.
Feng Jiming, who has no experience in this but also has the ability to control puppets, can still tell a difference between the puppets used by monks. The main damage to this demon puppet is on the abdomen and head, which are covered with rough wounds.
Claw marks, and these claw marks...
It seems more like this demon puppet’s own masterpiece!
Feng Jiming suddenly discovered the tear marks on the giant claws of the demon puppet. Since this thing was controlled by a monk, why did it hurt him? Did the monk who controlled it lose control, or did the demon puppet itself escape control?
Both points are possible, but the latter is more likely. Judging from what we can see in the camp, the puppet-controlling monks are not here. The only ones left here are the handymen who guard the camp and materials.
Who influenced these demon puppets? Could it be the mysterious existence dormant here? It stands to reason that something that the old thief of Yuanchu was very afraid of during his lifetime should have extremely terrifying strength, cutting off the connection between a demon puppet and its controller.
, such a small thing should not be a problem at all.
If it were me, I might be able to do it if I worked hard. Feng Jiming raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and condensed a sharp ice crystal with his right hand, and threw it on the incomplete demon puppet. The ice crystal seemed to be alive, and suddenly
It pierced the demon puppet's tough skin and penetrated into its body, disappearing without a trace.
Perhaps they would not bury this demon puppet on the spot, but would find a way to partially reuse it. Looking at the partial stitching marks on the waist, Feng Jiming couldn't help but think that if they could monitor the surroundings of this mutilated body at any time, it might be possible.
You can now know who is running everything here.
Violence may indeed know all this faster, but it may not be effective. After all, these are all small fish and shrimps. Maybe they don’t know much about the real secrets here. Of course, if you can detect it quietly, maybe
It would be better if you dare to touch the mysterious forces that exist here. The power is definitely not as simple as you think. The most important thing is that you may be able to cooperate with the other party. There is no need to turn against each other from the beginning.
"It's always better to be cautious." He said to himself, as if he was speaking to another voice, but there was no response from the other party.
Really asleep?
Feng Jiming looked around, then took a few steps into the dark cave. The moonlight was not very strong tonight, and he could hardly see what was going on inside. He thought for a moment, and another strange-shaped ice crystal formed in his palm, and he walked towards it.
He threw it hard in the cave. Different from the previous ice, this ice was wrapped with a group of spiritual energy, which could emit a faint light.
I'm just taking a look and don't need to go into details.
Bing Ling's perception was always there. Feng Ji knew it and took a few steps forward. His body was immediately blocked by the edge of the cave, and his whole body was soon swallowed up by the deep and unpeepable darkness.
Um?
The dark cave was eerily quiet. Except for the occasional sound of falling water drops, it was an almost dead world. There was ice guiding and peeping in front. Feng Jiming had unintentionally moved forward nearly a hundred steps, but he didn't
Worrying, because there are traces of manual excavation on the surrounding rock walls, and there are even abandoned tools in the corners. Although it seems that they are no longer in use, it shows that this place is safe enough for mortals.
Bing Ling continued to move forward, but the sound of water drops in her ears suddenly stopped.
"Hurry..." Another voice suddenly shouted a word, but it was also as if it was being strangled by the neck, and it was completely silent.
"What did you say?"
Feng Jiming was startled, but did not get an effective response. He checked again and found that Bing Ling was still moving forward, but he soon discovered something unusual. The environment around Bing Ling had become unchanged, as if there was nothing in it.
Walk forward in a featureless and uniform cave.
not good!
Feng Jiming immediately became aware, but there was no sound in his ears. Except for his slightly accelerated heartbeat and the sound of walking and rubbing against the ground, it seemed that everything here was silent.
My hearing was not deprived or blocked, but...I was isolated. He reached out to touch the rock wall where he originally sensed existence, but found that his hand could pass through these things that should have existed at will. He took a deep breath
, there is no smell of earth and stone that a mine should have, yes, it is isolated.
I have fallen into the other party's trap!
Feng Jiming had a complete realization, and he did not panic. Soon, he found another person walking towards him from the darkness. He looked different from his bald old man. The person who came was exactly his original self.
appearance!
What does that mysterious existence want to do to me?
Feng Jiming raised his head slightly, and there was a pale bone spur in his hand. At the same time, he changed back to his own appearance. When he looked at the other party, he also had a bone spur, and his ferocious appearance was not inferior to his own.
Feng Jiming moved, his eyes were firm and sharp, and he quickly flew over and thrust the bone spur into the intruder. He hated others imitating his appearance, but the bone spur was thrown away. At the same time, the "self" also turned back
After jumping a few steps, the bone spur in his hand shot out and went straight to Feng Jiming's chest.
Panning sideways, Feng Jiming had a full understanding of his own bone spurs. His fingers suddenly lengthened, and his slender bone claws grabbed the bone spurs projected by the visitor. Yes, it was that cold and solid feeling, which was similar to
His own bone spurs were almost the same, and with a crisp sound, the white bones were crushed into countless dust by Feng Jiming's strength, and they fell one after another.
It's also different, not as strong. Although he can absorb this bone spur for his own use, Feng Jiming is still careful not to use such a method, fearing that the opponent's backhand is hidden in this bone spur.
The short exchange did not make the attacker retreat. This time, he condensed a bone spur again and did not attack. However, his cold eyes were full of provocation. His figure immediately disappeared and disappeared into the darkness.
.
snort!
Do you think I'm afraid of this kind of trick? Feng Jiming was about to follow, but suddenly realized that this seemed to be the home of the other party's consciousness. It was very likely that he was attracting himself to go deeper into the cave. And this kind of thing might be possible.
No reply.
wrong!
I should find a way to get out of trouble as soon as possible. This is the first priority. There is no need to fight with this guy who imitates me. Although this mysterious existence is weird, it doesn't seem to be able to kill me directly.
I know, it turns out you are the one trapped here!
Although I don’t know the reason, those outside forces who want to use human digging or demon puppets to explore this place may also know this. If you are attracted by the methods of this mysterious existence and make inappropriate responses, it is very likely that you will
Will perish here.
Ah!
The biggest disadvantage of traps is that they are useless if you don't provoke them!
Now that he had a clear understanding, Feng Jiming decided not to pursue the image anymore, and threw a light screen talisman randomly, trying to illuminate the surroundings, but found that the light screen talisman instantly turned into a piece of fly ash.
Qualified for restricted use?
He no longer tried, but took out the broken piece of "The Sky-Destroying Ax", held it tightly in his hand, squatted down, and began to fumble around while thinking about how to quickly return to the entrance of the cave.
…………
Something is fishy!
In Song Weiduo's tomb, Jiang Feng used the other two golden-haired diggers to widen the originally excavated passage, and found that the hastily excavated secret passage actually led to an "urn-shaped" place.
“Go check it out!”
Lei Youqi took the lead in making a decision, blessed himself with two shields, and jumped into the secret passage. Fan Xihai followed him. Jiang Feng asked the three apprentices to enter one after another, and he stayed behind. Wait until everyone has entered.
After finding this place, Lei Youqi used a "bright light ball". This kind of ball would emit soft light with little heat and would not easily attract the attention of the living beings. Of course, it also had a weakness, that is, it did not have any
Lethality.
It's like a crypt here.
The place where the golden retriever fell was just a small ear room. The group of people carefully walked out of the room and found that it was a three-foot-wide corridor. Both sides of the corridor were filled with spiritual energy.
The exhausted second-level spiritual stones and the little bits of light left are no longer enough to illuminate this place.
By the light of the "Brilliant Sphere", several people soon discovered that at the end of the passage, there was a half-person tall bronze altar table with a half-head-sized blood-colored crystal on it. This crystal was originally supposed to be spherical.
, but for some unknown reason, it seems to have broken into pieces, and only a small half is stored here.
The blood-colored crystal seems to contain countless qi and blood powers. When the light shines on it, something faintly crystal-like precipitates, but everyone knows that this is an illusion given by the light and is not a real existence.
"Blood River Soul Pearl, a very good thing!"
Fan Xihai's eyes reflected a bright light, "I didn't expect that this thing would be enshrined here. It seems that the useless leader you put back before was still thinking of being resurrected one day."
"Does this thing have such a function?" Lei Youqi asked. He raised the "Brilliant Sphere" above his head and wanted to see more details of the half of the "Blood River Soul Pearl", but found that behind the altar table
On the wall, four black objects are embedded, which look like monsters, but thinking about it, they shouldn't be. After so many years, most of the dead monsters have turned into bones.
Thinking of this, several people couldn't help but look down, but they saw that there were not no bones, but a lot of fine bone dust under their feet. The accumulation was about five inches, but it had been mistaken for soft sand before.
"The souls of four monster beasts still remain here. The rest have been absorbed and their bodies have long since disappeared."
Fan Xihai took the "Brilliant Sphere" from Lei Youqi's hand. "The Blood River Soul Bead has a strong attraction to soul-like beings. It will transform their remaining souls into a mysterious power, thereby ensuring the above
The enshrined corpse is immortal. If I guessed correctly, there may be a formation above the altar to collect this power and transmit it to the coffin above. In other words, we are currently in Song Weiduo
below."
"This half of the Blood River Soul Pearl belongs to me, how about it?"
Fan Xihai explained for a long time and finally expressed his thoughts, "Only I can take this thing. Once you take it, your soul will be torn out by the Blood River Soul Bead, and you will probably lose your life by then. Okay.
Now it's only half a piece, if it were complete, maybe I wouldn't be able to resist."
"How about a few of the magic weapons from before?"
Lei Youqi thought for a while, and he really didn't know much about this thing. As an alchemist, Fan Xihai might be telling the truth, but something that could make Fan Xihai say that he wanted to devour it for himself should be of extraordinary value. At the moment, he had something
He was not very well-off, and Jiang Feng was the same, otherwise he would not have thought of coming here to take away the treasure. However, it was not appropriate for Jiang Feng to bargain. After all, Fan Xihai would be needed to help deal with Sun Baotai later. Therefore, as a middleman, he came to
It's quite appropriate to talk about this.
"Hey, you can't say that. It's because you are unable to collect it, but it's not that I won't let you." Fan Xihai suddenly became unhappy, "How about we all get it based on our ability? I can let you try it first. But I can't say it ugly.
In the front, if you are injured and die by the Blood River Soul Pearl, you can't blame me for not warning you."
"You" Lei Youqi was choked and sighed, "Brother Fan, just..."
"Why, the great avenues are all obtained by those who have the opportunity. It's the same principle. Why, brother Lei, you were promoted to the prefecture level. Don't you even understand this principle?" Fan Xihai didn't give Lei Youqi a chance to reason, and directly used another sentence.
The "bigger" truth pushed back his words.
"Forget it, Brother Lei."
Jiang Feng thought about it for a while and realized that he really didn't know how to collect this thing. Lei Youqi had just bargained for his own sake. A war was imminent, so peace was more important. He had just figured out how to get the secret box. If Fan Xihai was willing to do his best
, the subsequent battle with Sun Baotai can still play some role. The most important thing is that although Ruijinmen promised to him, he didn't know what level of monks the other party would send. If it was a auxiliary type, the two in front of him would still be the main force.
.
It was the first and last time to cooperate with this person. Although he pinched his nose and endured it, Jiang Feng still scorned and even despised Fan Xihai's quality. Such people who only think about their own interests cannot be friends, let alone
You cannot hand over your back to him at a critical moment. You must be careful about this in subsequent fights.
"The four souls belong to me and Brother Lei, and the Blood River Soul Pearl belongs to you, how about that?"