Chapter 394: Chapter 394 Suspicious Clouds (2)

Chapter 394: Chapter 394 Suspicious Clouds (2)

"No!" Qing Su suddenly stopped in her tracks. Look up at the man.

"My lord, what about the rest? Why are you the only one!?" There was a look of vigilance in her eyes.

"The others are inside, I'll come back first and send more people in." Zhang Rongfang replied quickly.

"May I ask if your lord has the token of my Songhe Temple!?" Qing Su asked in a deep voice.

"Is this it?" Zhang Rongfang quickly took out a dark green square token from his waist, engraved with a pine crane about to fly. There is also a huge golden Zhang character engraved in the middle.

Qing Su confirmed the token, and the vigilance in his eyes suddenly relaxed.

"Sorry, the subordinates are too careful."

"It's okay, bring someone to help, it's too late!" Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice.

"yes!"

Qing Su quickly led the people to rush into the canyon, and within a short time, they were submerged in it.

The other side.

puff.

Zhang Rongfang stopped, turned around and looked at the ten or so old hunters who were panting behind him.

Everyone's complexion was a little pale, and they ran wildly for more than half an hour, which means that his cultivation level and his physical strength comparable to worshiping a god can support him without incident.

"Something's wrong, we've been running for so long, there's no way we haven't returned to the mouth of the canyon. So, something is affecting us"

He looked at Song Xinye and the others.

"My lord, we have also encountered ghosts hitting the wall in the mountains and forests before. At such times, we usually cover our eyes and walk straight forward. Don't be afraid of hitting the wall, just pretend to talk. Then everyone will follow the blindfolded person, and you will be able to Out of the woods!"

An old hunter suggested.

It was also Zhang Rongfang's first contact with the existence of gods and Buddhas.

Compared with real warriors worshiping gods and so on, gods and Buddhas are illusory, and no one has ever really touched the entity.

There was nothing he could do for a while.

"You can try."

Immediately, the old hunter volunteered, blindfolded, and walked in the front.

A group of people followed behind him step by step.

Just tried for more than ten minutes.

The old hunter was useless except for his head full of bumps.

Everyone can only stay where they are.

laugh!

Suddenly there was a soft sound.

Zhang Rongfang took a messenger firework from his waist, lit it and shot straight into the sky.

Boom.

The fireworks exploded, dimly illuminating a lot of fog.

"Are fireworks useless?" Zhang Rongfang frowned.

He has a bad premonition, if this goes on for a long time, Qing Su at the mouth of the canyon will very likely bring people in to search and rescue, and by then... I'm afraid it will sink deeper and deeper!

"You wait for me here." He looked around, and stretched out his hand from the mountain wall on the right.

Pooh.

His palm and forearm actually forcibly pierced into the rock wall, like a nail, piercing into it.

Then the other hand stabs upwards, like another nail, piercing into the rock wall.

One after another, Zhang Rongfang quickly climbed up the rock wall.

After climbing for more than ten minutes, he suddenly felt something was wrong and looked up.

It was still foggy above.

And below.

Below is also a bottomless sea of ​​fog.

He just hung in the air like this, unable to go up or down.

'At my speed, even if it is a rock wall of 3,000 meters, it should reach the top, but now there is still no sign. '

Zhang Rongfang remembered that he probably estimated the height of the rock walls on both sides of the canyon before coming here.

Not so high.

Immediately, he quickly pulled out his arm and let his body fall rapidly.

Every once in a while, jerk out the arm again to slow down.

Boom!

He returned to the ground again.

And Song Xinye and others, as expected, disappeared again

"I don't believe it anymore!" Zhang Rongfang felt aggrieved. For such a long time, I didn't even see a single person, and the person I brought also separated from me.

He slowly touched a larger fanny pack on his lower back.

"I advise you that it's better not to mess around." Suddenly a tired male voice came from behind Zhang Rongfang.

"Who!?" Zhang Rongfang turned around quickly, and through the fog, he could only see a dim figure, approaching him quickly.

This weird mist completely blocked his powerful five senses. Even dark-light vision couldn't break through.

"My name is Xue Tong." The man stopped when he was five meters away from Zhang Rongfang.

"I was attracted by the fireworks just now. It seems that there have been no newcomers here for many years."

"What do you mean? Is it difficult to get in here?" Zhang Rongfang looked at this person carefully through the fog.

The man who called himself Xue Tong was only about 1.7 meters tall, with long hair draped behind his back like a black blanket.

The clothes on his body could be vaguely seen to be dirty and torn, and he didn't know how long it hadn't been mended or washed.

Just getting closer, Zhang Rong could easily smell a stench.

It was the smell of feces, urine and sweat, mixed with the comprehensive smell of rotten clothes.

"Who are you?" Xue Tong was also looking at Zhang Rongfang at this time, "Why did you come here? I remember a long time ago, I told you that no strangers are allowed here."

"I'm Zhang Ying, who lives in the nearby Wushan Mansion. I heard about the weirdness of the canyon here, so I brought someone over to investigate, but I didn't expect it."

Zhang Rongfang briefly introduced himself.

"You shouldn't bring people in and, logically, you wouldn't be able to come in either." Xue Tong shook his head. "It's fine now, you can't get out either. It's even harder for me to get out. The more people there are, the stronger her strength will be."

"Her strength? Who is she?" Zhang Rongfang frowned. Obviously, this person in front of him is definitely not a simple character.

"She is her, the wishing girl, and some people call her Manata. The secret god of secret religion who was wiped out many years ago." Xue Tong replied simply.

"Really...there is a God?!"

Zhang Rongfang squinted his eyes. Although he had been guessing before, he could feel a sense of inexplicable shock when he heard it from someone else at this moment.

"Of course. When I was in Daoism, I wrote books on this topic. Unfortunately, something happened at that time. I was tricked and trapped here." Xue Tong sighed.

"I thought about it for a long time. I felt that I didn't understand many things, human nature, and things, so I changed my name to Xue Tong."

"Taoism?" Zhang Rongfang was taken aback, he didn't expect to meet someone from a sect here?

And it seems that the other party has been trapped here for many years.

"May I ask which branch of Daoism this Taoist brother is from?" Zhang Rongfang was dubious, and he quickly formed a seal with both hands, showing two special handprints unique to Wen Gong.

"Huh?" Xue Tong was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly put out his handprints, which happened to be the continuation of Zhang Rongfang's handprints.

"Are you really a Daoist!?" He suddenly showed surprise.

Zhang Rongfang was also pleasantly surprised.

"Junior Zhang Ying, Daoist of Tianbao Palace! Have met senior! Family teacher Yue Dewen, don't you know senior's Taoist name?"

Since they are from the same sect, it is true to quickly establish a relationship.

"Daozi?" Xue Tong took a step closer, revealing a face that Zhang Rongfang was very familiar with.

The face was full of astonishment.

"How could your master be Yue Dewen?! It's impossible!"

Zhang Rongfang vaguely felt something was wrong.

But still quick answer.

"The younger generation was accepted by the family teacher a few years ago, and the whole sect knows about it. It is absolutely true. If you don't believe it, you can check the details of the relevant Daoist news at will."

"If I say it's impossible, then it's impossible!" Xue Tong categorically retorted, "It doesn't matter who your master is, but it's impossible to be Yue Dewen!"

"Why is it impossible?" Zhang Rongfang was a little dissatisfied. "When I was apprenticed to the teacher, there were witnesses from the entire Tianbao Palace, and His Majesty the Lingdi Lingdi of the Metropolitan Court also admitted it himself. Why did the senior say the impossible?"

"No one in this world is more qualified to say this than me." Xue Tong said in a deep voice.

"Why!?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Because." Xue Tong stepped forward again. At this moment, the eyes overlap with some inexplicable eyes.

"I am Yue Dewen!"

He was loud and his eyes were bright.

"Impossible!!" Zhang Rongfang said decisively, his face already showing a look of fear. "Senior, since you know my teacher's name, you should know that he is now the current head teacher of the Dao Sect. He has been in charge of the sect for decades and has worked hard.

If you dare to humiliate my teacher like this again, don't blame me for being rude to you! "

Xue Tong looked at him with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

"Back then, I personally killed the Sensing Gate Moon King, and then I was led to a secret place by a mysterious person, and I was trapped here after being wounded by the wishing female spirit. It has been seventy years in a blink of an eye. Since you said that your master is Yue Dewen, Do you have evidence?"

"Evidence?" Zhang Rongfang's heart trembled.

This is to prove that the master is the master himself. Where can he find evidence?

"I have evidence!" Xue Tong raised his voice sharply.

"Do you know the words of gold and jade in Yuxu Palace!?" He said loudly.

"I know, it's the junior master uncle!" Zhang Rongfang quickly replied.

"Before the battle of the Moon King 70 years ago, I was still the head teacher. At that time, she was desperate. She failed to complete the extreme state, lost her mind, and asked me for help. I promised to help her, but there is one condition."

Xue Tong's expression fell into reminiscence, his face was serene, and he had the bookish air of a well-educated person.

"I made a promise with her."

"A promise?"

"Yes, if you have a chance to go out, you can ask her a question. No matter who the current head teacher is, he will never know about it." Xue Tong said in a deep voice.

"If you still don't believe me, I will meet all Daoist arts and martial arts. If you want to ask any questions, you can answer them here."

Zhang Rongfang was a little confused at this time.

But no matter what, no matter whether the current Yue Dewen is true or not, it is only true that he treats himself well.

so.

His thoughts were quick and clear.

That's right, he doesn't care if the master's identity is true or not, the one who really treats him well and protects him is Yue Dewen who is outside now. Instead of the Xue Tong in front of him.

So true or false, what does it matter?

"Do you think it doesn't matter whether it's true or not?" Xue Tong suddenly said, as if he could see what he was thinking.

"But have you ever thought about it?" He looked lonely and his tone was quiet. "The Moon King was beaten to death by me back then, and he turned into black powder and disappeared. So he can't be the Moon King.

And I, Zhenyue Dewen, have been trapped here for many years. Then at this very moment, who is the one in Tianbao Palace? "

In addition, according to everyone's suggestions, Lao Gun will add one update to the 8,000 monthly ticket as the setting for this September's ranking.

Let me say something in advance...I am notoriously handicapped, so...if I don't update it immediately...it must be owed, and I will continue to make up for it later.

The addition is an additional update on the premise of maintaining the two updates. So everyone, don't worry, Lao Gun means what he says, and he nails it every time he spits.

By the way, if you make more mistakes, please remember to remind me in the group, after all, typing too much may make you feel dizzy. It's not that I'm bad at math, don't talk nonsense. (-)