"Oops, I'm afraid something happened. Mr. Ji Mo, wait, I'll come to save you right now."
Wen Die's aura surged instantly and rushed into the stone door.
At this time, she was very worried about Ji Mo's safety, and felt extremely regretful about why she didn't always protect Ji Mo.
The rumbling sound continued, and countless cracks appeared on the ground.
Afterwards, the innate Bagua formation swayed with a ball of precious light, like running water moistening the earth, restoring all the cracks to their original state.
It happened that a monk saw this scene and was so frightened that he peed his pants on the spot.
"Sister Tiancan, something big seems to have happened. Should we go see the owner?"
Tianpeng looked worried.
And the next second, he was blown away by a mysterious force.
He looked confused. He didn't know what he had done wrong. Could he be beaten because he was worried about his master's safety?
"You talkative thing, who asked you to tell that woman the master's whereabouts?"
The tone of the Nine-Transformation Celestial Silkworm was sour, and then it turned into a ball of nine-colored rays of light and disappeared through the stone door.
Tianpeng also wanted to follow, but thinking about it, there was a little kid at home, so he didn't dare to leave.
Tianpeng still felt uneasy about Xuan Ao and Ginseng King, but he did not dare to leave Ali alone to take care of them.
Something really happened in the ruins.
An imperial weapon has appeared.
And it’s the White Emperor’s weapon, the jade flute that never leaves his body.
On a mountain peak deep in the ruins.
A jade flute rises and falls, its whole body exudes light, and a monstrous power is like a frenzy, sweeping in all directions.
This is the legendary weapon that accompanied the White Emperor throughout his life. Although it is only of a dream level, it is rumored that the White Emperor used it to kill immortals, and its power is so powerful that it is unimaginable.
The surviving monks in the ruins went crazy and rushed towards the location of the jade flute.
At the same time, those monsters seemed to be summoned and swarmed in.
Wanting to be more dangerous than others, Ji Mo and his party could be described as taking a leisurely stroll without encountering any danger at all.
When those powerful monsters saw them, they even ran away from a distance and did not dare to contact them at all.
"It's strange that Mr. Ji didn't issue any pressure. Why are these monsters afraid and avoiding us?"
Fan Jingxing was very confused. He was not arrogant enough to think that those monsters would not dare to attack because he was a spiritual saint, because many of the monsters he encountered were at the level of demon saints.
In terms of individual strength, the combat effectiveness of Warcraft at the same level is much higher than that of Spirit Saints, and Warcraft are cruel and bloodthirsty by nature, so there is no reason to give in.
Huineng reminded: "Hey, Lao Fan, you have eaten so much Shennong rice in vain, so don't think about it, why does Mr. Ji wear the ancient soul-eating toad on his waist?"
"Oh, that's it."
Fan Jingxing suddenly realized.
Let's just say, why did Mr. Ji hang such an ugly toad on his body? It turned out to be to scare those monsters.
Even the Demon Emperor Ancient Soul-Eating Toad ended up like this, how dare those monsters come to trouble them.
Mr. Ji is indeed a master. Every word and every action he makes has profound meaning. I will have to read more, think more and understand more in the future.
"Hey, there is a white jade flute on the top of the mountain ahead. It looks very good."
Ji Mo also discovered the flute.
But unlike others, who saw this as an imperial weapon, Ji Mo just thought that if the material was jade, it might be worth a lot of money.
"I'll get it for Mr. Ji right now."
When Fan Jingxing heard this, he immediately thought that Ji Mo was interested in Bai Di's weapon, so he immediately took action.
Huineng originally planned to follow, but after taking a cautious look, he immediately gave up the idea of acting rashly.
Because the shape of this mountain looks very much like a frog, and if you look closely, it is almost exactly the same as the ancient soul-eating toad on Ji Mo's waist.
The difference is that this mountain is crisscrossed with more than a dozen cracks and divided into eighteen neat pieces.
"ah……"
As soon as Fan Jingxing stepped onto the mountain, he was knocked to the ground by a force. If it weren't for the shovel in his hand that glowed with light, resisting half of the impact, he might have been injured.
"What a powerful pressure, what a strong demonic energy!"
Fan Jingxing was frightened for a while. Because of his carelessness, he almost capsized in the gutter.
Huineng helped him up and whispered a few reminders in his ear.
Fan Jingxing suddenly understood that the mountain in front of him was not an ordinary mountain peak, but the original body of the Ancient Soul-Eating Toad.
According to legend, the White Emperor fought with the Ancient Soul-eating Toad for three days and three nights, and finally chopped it into eighteen pieces. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be true.
As for the Jade Flute, it was probably the body of the Ancient Soul-Eating Toad that was left behind by the White Emperor on purpose.
However, this ancient soul-eating toad was also very tough and managed to escape with a trace of its soul, but in the end it fell into Ji Mo's hands.
Other directions to Toad Mountain.
Many monks did not know the danger, stared at the jade flute at the top of the mountain, and rushed up the mountain like crazy. The results can be imagined.
Except for a few who were strong enough to protect their lives, the rest became corpses.
Although the Ancient Soul-Eating Toad has been dead for ten thousand years, its body still retains terrifying energy.
"The mountain road is rugged. You two have old arms and legs, so there is no need to go up there. Look around to see if there are any good herbs and dig some back."
Ji Mo explained that he regretted bringing these two oil bottles with him. They even fell down when climbing a mountain. It was useless.
After saying that, he went up the mountain alone.
Huineng and Fan Jingxing felt extremely disappointed and felt that they had been abandoned.
Mr. Ji obviously implies that they are useless and don't even have the strength to run errands.
As a powerful spiritual saint, he can already be regarded as a great monk who can intimidate a party, but in Mr. Ji's eyes, he is still useless, which is really shocking.
The two of them began to look for medicinal herbs listlessly, thinking about how to become useful people to Ji Mo in the future.
"It seems that Emperor Bai is really dead, otherwise this personal jade flute would not be left behind. As long as I get this jade flute, maybe I will be qualified to negotiate terms with Ancestor Jiuyou."
Ma Peng appeared at the foot of Toad Mountain with a look of greed on his face.
Although he received countless benefits from the ancestor of Jiuyou, he also lost his most precious freedom and became a lackey.
He also witnessed with his own eyes the bloody cruelty of Jiuyou Ancestor. There were nearly 10,000 members of the Tianlang Gang, but they were all sucked into human bodies.
Unfortunately, by the time Ma Peng saw the true face of Jiuyou Ancestor, it was already too late.
Perhaps getting this jade flute can free Ancestor Jiuyou back.
Compared with other monks, Ma Peng has an absolute advantage and is not afraid of the erosion of demonic energy, so he can go up the mountain very quickly.
But, there is someone faster than him.
It seemed like I was touring the mountains and rivers, walking towards the top of the mountain easily without any pressure.
"Who is that person?"
When Ma Peng saw Ji Mo, murderous intent was evident in his eyes.
He couldn't tolerate anyone being better than him, and he was even more afraid that Ji Mo would snatch the jade flute first.
"Ji Mo!"
Ma Peng finally recognized Ji Mo, the culprit who had brought him to this point.
Suddenly, hatred filled the sky, and his whole body turned into a black light, and he slashed at Ji Mo's head with a sword.