Chapter 121: The Power of the Stick and the Gods

However, this mysterious green ox pulling the cart is obviously an act of destiny.

They also don't want to share it with strangers for no reason.

So next, they just called their friends to explore the mysteries here.

Chen An is one of them.

But although the number of people exploring has increased, the results have not changed.

They were all beaten with sticks.

This went on for more than half a month, but nothing could be done.

Obviously, these people are not smart enough.

The moving white mist inevitably attracted the attention of other monks from the outside world.

Every day new monks discover its secrets and enter it.

Even after learning about the situation here, they all chose to keep it secret tacitly.

But it couldn't stop the crowd outside the Qingniu cart from getting bigger and bigger.

Obviously, if this continues, sooner or later this matter will become known to everyone in Cong Yunhai.

But now, even if there is any opportunity here, it won't be their turn.

So, they decided to look for foreign aid.

Smart foreign aid.

And Li Fan, who left a deep impression on Chen An in Yunshui Tiangong that day, naturally became one of the targets of foreign aid.

"If fellow Taoists are interested, they can come near Yutang Island in Congyunhai. Someone will guide fellow Taoists here in due course."

"The green ox pulls the cart, that's interesting." Li Fan had never heard of this in his previous life.

But there is nothing to do. Since there is no danger of life over there, it doesn't hurt to go and take a look.

After Li Fan made some preparations, he came to Yutang Island through the teleportation array.

When the island guard saw Li Fan, his eyes lit up.

"Is this Fellow Taoist Li Fan? He is a good friend of Chen An in Ningchang next week. Please follow me." This man did not write any ink and directly led Li Fan to the location where the Qingniu cart was.

While flying, Zhou Ningchang introduced the latest progress to Li Fan.

"Fellow Taoist Li Fan, Chen An must have told you the general situation. This green ox is walking on the water without stopping. Although the pace is not fast, it is always moving forward."

Zhou Ningchang's face looked a little troubled: "The path of this green bull is a straight line. According to our speculation, it seems to go straight to the Yunshui Temple in the center of the sea of ​​clouds."

"According to Qingniu's current speed, it will take another month at most before he will enter the Yunshui Heavenly Palace. That ghost place is full of weirdness. It's really hard to say what changes will happen to Qingniu after he enters. So we finally I hope I can find a way to enter the thatched house before this happens.”

"Otherwise, no matter how unwilling we are, we will have no choice but to give up." Zhou Ningchang said.

"Yunshui Tiangong..." Li Fan's eyes narrowed, but he didn't expect that the green ox pulling the cart would actually be related to the sect that was destroyed thousands of years ago.

After the situation was explained, the two of them were silent all the way. After flying for most of the day, I saw a large group of white mist moving slowly on the sea from a distance.

"We're here!" Zhou Ningchang said, then took the lead and flew into the white mist.

Li Fan had already targeted Zhou Ningchang through his murderous intent. The art of seeing from the sky and hearing from the earth was activated, and he saw clearly the scene behind the white mist, and confirmed that there was no ambush. Li Fan then slowly flew into the fog.

About seventy or eighty people have gathered around Qingniu. Most of them had bruises on their noses and faces, and looked quite embarrassed.

Seeing someone coming again, he didn't take it seriously.

Continue to discuss loudly.

Chen An waved to Li Fan to come over.

Li Fan came to Chen An and listened to the discussion of this group of people.

"It's easy to think of that monster without a mouth. It just can't speak, and it can't even communicate with spiritual thoughts. Otherwise, it will be thrown out by it."

"That's right. The key is the guy with the stick."

"Although being beaten is not life-threatening, it really hurts!"

"How many days have you been here? I've been beaten more than a dozen times."

"Don't tell me, I still feel a little uncomfortable if I don't get beaten for a day."

…

Chen An explained to Li Fan with a wry smile: "It has been too long since we have found a way to enter that thatched house, so we can only have fun in the midst of hardship."

"It still depends on Fellow Daoist Li."

Chen An looked at Li Fan with hopeful eyes.

Li Fan shook his head: "So many people haven't been able to come up with a solution for so many days, how can I be an exception? Fellow Taoist overestimates me."

"I can only give it a try, fellow Taoist, don't have too much hope."

Chen An nodded: "Of course I understand this. It's just a human matter."

Li Fan then focused his attention on the thatched house in front.

At this time, a newcomer happened to come forward to try. Li Fan narrowed his eyes and observed carefully.

With the experience taught by everyone, the man quietly walked to the thatched house silently.

Then, before he could make any move. The monster with a wooden stick and bulging muscles suddenly glared at him.

The wooden stick in his hand turned into an arc of light and hit him hard.

The monk only had time to scream and was knocked away without any resistance.

It wasn't until he flew out of the range of the green ox that he could stabilize his body in embarrassment.

But judging from the painful expression on his face, this was really not a serious incident.

"What kind of cultivation is this person?" Li Fan asked.

"Later stage of foundation building." Zhou Ningchang replied.

"There is also a monk here who is in the middle stage of the Golden Core, but just like in the Qi Refining stage, he has no resistance at all under that wooden stick."

"As for no matter how high it is, we don't dare to invite it." He then added.

"No matter how skilled you are, you treat everyone equally." Li Fan narrowed his eyes. This characteristic made him think of something strange.

"Is this also a strange place?" Li Fan couldn't help but ask this question.

"If it's true, why doesn't this strange thing hurt people?" Puzzled, Li Fan decided to give it a try.

So he quietly flew closer, landed in front of the thatched house, and walked slowly forward.

The mouthless monster ignored him, but the one holding the stick became angry as he approached.

Li Fan frowned and stepped back.

The stick monster's face gradually returned to normal.

Li Fan thought about it and continued to move forward. This time, the pace of progress was slower and slower, but the monster didn't play this game of trial with Li Fan.

The stick flew out of his hand and hit Li Fan hard.

As if someone had kicked him hard in the stomach, the strange force came, and Li Fan flew out uncontrollably.

"Hiss" Li Fan took a breath of cold air.

It really hurt.

Seeing that Li Fan's attempt failed, everyone didn't care much. Instead, they continued to discuss in groups of three or two how to deal with it again tomorrow.

Li Fan recalled the scene just now and kept thinking.

The next day, everyone started to try again.

They were knocked away one after another.

This scene was quite funny.

It was Li Fan's turn, and it was the same, without exception.

The third day.

The result remained unchanged.

...

As time passed, seeing that they were getting closer and closer to Yunshui Tiangong, everyone seemed to lose patience slowly.

Fewer and fewer people tried every day.

Looking at the cultivators who tried all kinds of methods, but none of them worked.

Li Fan had a vague guess in his heart.

So, when the next day came, Li Fan said to everyone loudly: "Any Taoist friend who is in the early stage of Qi Refining, why not transform all your cultivation and come forward to try."