Volume 1 Chapter 675 There Is a Sand Valley
Chapter 675: There is a Valley of Sand
Zhang was afraid that the calming beads would help him, and he knew that the jade bottle contained invisible souls. He sighed in his heart, wondering how many more lives he had killed in vain.
After the wind puppet came back to life, the third person pinched several magic spells in succession and pointed it at the puppet's forehead, urging the spell sealed in the mind to be released. Spiritual energy fluctuations began to appear in the wind puppet's body, at an extremely slow speed. It runs and is difficult to detect.
The man made the wind puppet and asked the gray-robed Taoist: "Let him out now?" The Taoist replied: "Wait a minute, I have the ghost soldiers monitoring me." By the way, to return to the previous question: "Even if the wind puppet is attacked by a monster, It’s time to leave some breath, why didn’t you find anything?”
"Who knows? Maybe it was taken away by a monster. You don't know for sure. How can you find it from such a distance?" the second person who spoke replied. "Maybe." The gray-robed Taoist stayed outside for a long time and failed to find the enemy, so he had to agree with this possibility.
There is a talisman in the wind puppet's head, which is used to control movement and has mutual resonance with the demon cultivator. The puppet that was destroyed by Zhang Wen just now was because the talisman was destroyed, and the demon cultivator only went out to check after discovering it.
Zhang was afraid to hide underground and listen to them. The three of them were all speculating on why the puppet was gone and didn't talk about anything else. Impatient to wait any longer, he sneaked out and surfaced. He came to the place where the skull zombie disappeared and used earth magic to escape into the sand. A very shallow passage, more than one meter deep, led to a cave not much bigger than a coffin. Cave, skull zombies lie inside.
Zhang was afraid that he would be chopped into pieces with two swords and refined with baby fire. He glanced around and saw a copper tripod on the edge of the cave. The mouth of the tripod was dark. Looking inside, he saw a black smoke filled with the smell of blood. It was not a fun thing. , put it away, fly out of the ground and fly back into the air.
Zhang Tianfang asked: "Have you killed him?" Zhang Ping said: "Killed the skull." Fang Jian asked: "A ghost disciple?"
"I don't know what it is, but it's very evil anyway." Zhang Ain told what he had just seen. Zhang Tianfang was not satisfied: "Just kill a few losers. Why are there so many troubles?"
Zhang Ping took out the bronze tripod and showed it to the two of them. Zhang Tianfang glanced at it with his yin and yang eyes: "There are souls and blood essence inside."
No need to ask, it is another thing refined by ghosts. Fang Jian said: "It's okay to wait. These evil things will only harm others if they live. They must be eradicated." He handed the bronze tripod back.
Zhang Ain put away the bronze tripod and nodded in agreement. This was exactly what he was thinking. He didn't kill the three people. He wanted to lure the snake out of the hole and draw out the forces behind it. At least he had to understand who the enemy was.
The three of them only waited in the sky for a while. The gray-robed Taoist and the guy who made the wind puppet arrived at the same time. The two of them didn't know how to escape. They quickly dug through the sand and entered the coffin cave. They came out after a while and looked around to search.
Just like the wind puppet just now, the skull disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace or aura. The gray-robed Taoist said: "Inform the ghost." The other person followed the instructions and played the communication talisman, and then the two stood still, waiting for the ghost to arrive.
Zhang Wen locked his soul below and knew what the two were doing, so he said to Zhang Tianfang: "Don't make a sound." He set up a barrier under the clouds. Even if a cultivator inspects the clouds, if he is not strong enough, he will not be able to find Feiya. exist.
Zhang Tianfang was very angry. Why did he only tell me? Why didn't he tell Fang Jian? You look down on people!
After a short time, a white-haired Taoist flew down from below. He was dressed the same as the two people before, except that the color of the Taoist robe was red, while the first two were gray. They were obviously members of the same sect.
The white-haired Taoist stopped in front of the two of them and asked with a cold face: "What's going on?" The two greeted them respectfully, and the gray-robed Taoist replied: "A wind puppet and a ghost soldier were lost, and the magic talisman was destroyed and cannot be found. Any clues."
The white-haired Taoist snorted coldly: "Trash." He let go of his spiritual consciousness to search. After a moment, his expression changed slightly. He pinched the magic formula with both hands, whispered a few words in his mouth, and shouted: "Now." The air in front of him began to vibrate, like The gentle breeze ruffled the surface of the lake, and some tiny ripples appeared, which then disappeared after a few flashes. There was no trace of the imaginary ghost.
The white-haired Taoist was a little surprised. What was going on? His expression changed again and again, and he said in a cold voice: "Stop collecting temporarily, recall the wind puppets and ghost soldiers, and wait for orders." After speaking, he flew away on the same route.
The two gray-robed Taoists obeyed the order and performed several spells. Then they saw four skeleton-headed zombies crawling out from everywhere in the vast desert, and four small wind tornadoes flying in this direction. When the eight dead creatures gathered together, the two Taoists took them back to the underground cave.
Zhang Tianfang asked: "Do you want to do it?" Zhang Awei said: "Why are you anxious to kill some ants? Wait until I notify you." A gust of wind blew the clouds, and Zhang Awei followed the wind and chased the white-haired Taoist.
The white-haired Taoist was very alert. He looked around as he walked. It took him only a short time to get here, but it took him a full quarter of an hour to get back. He didn't jump into flight until he confirmed that no one was following him and no abnormality was found.
A flat desert may have ups and downs, but it is just a small sand dune. When viewed from a distance, it looks a bit like a mountain. The white-haired Taoist walked around and entered a sandy valley, in which stood a solitary stone house. There was a one-armed Taoist sitting at the door. When he saw him coming back, he asked calmly: "What's the matter?"
The white-haired Taoist said: "A wind puppet and a ghost soldier were destroyed, and there is no trace."
The one-armed man gave a gracious reply: "What do I mean? What does it matter if the rags are gone? Maybe they will be killed by a passing cultivator."
The white-haired Taoist said respectfully: "When something unusual happens, you must always report it."
The one-armed Taoist nodded: "Yes, let's go. Are there any good products recently?"
The white-haired Taoist stepped in and said as he walked: "How can there be any good products? Kill ordinary insects and beasts all day long. Even monsters are rare, let alone cultivators."
Zhang Aifan hid at the entrance of Sha Valley and looked in, listening to their conversation. This is where the sect is stationed. I was thinking about whether to go in or not. At this moment, a wild shout resounded through the sky: "Where did this arrogant boy come from, dare to come to Grandpa to look for trouble?" As the voice rang out, a tall man wearing a black Taoist robe appeared in the sand valley. As soon as he appeared, the one-armed Taoist hurriedly stood up and saluted: "I have met the venerable master."
The big man ignored him and rushed toward Zhang Awei's hiding place as soon as he appeared.
Zhang was afraid that he didn't want to fight now, so he jumped back when the big man appeared, used his escape technique to hide underground, held his breath and hid like a living dead. After the big man in black robes arrived, he looked left and right and found nothing. He thought to himself, could it be a monster that accidentally hit the magic circle? But there were no traces of monsters around. After thinking for a moment, he stood up, flew into the air and looked around, but still found nothing.
The big man muttered a spell in a low voice, his eyes doubled in size, and he opened his eyes to search again. He stopped when he scanned the hiding place of Zhang Afraid, and shouted: "Open." His eyes buzzed and shot out white light, easily penetrating the sand. Zhang was afraid of being beaten.
Zhang Ai was always paying attention to the situation outside. As soon as the big man came out, he was aware of it. When the big man opened his huge eyes, he thought about how useful this spell was, while he ducked down to perform the escape technique and left his position.
Therefore, when the white light shines into the sand, there is no reaction. The big man can't understand. Is it wrong again? How could a formation and a magic pupil go wrong twice in a row? He turned his hand back, grabbed a huge warhammer out of thin air, and slammed it towards the place where Zhang Ping was hiding just now. There was a bang, and a huge hole was made in the sand. There was nothing in it, let alone any living thing. , not even moisture, just some dry yellow gravel.
Two misjudgments were made, and the next two attacks hit the empty space. He did not see the enemy he imagined. However, the big man did not give up. He reached into his arms, pulled out a handful of white beads, threw them into the desert, and shouted: "Change" "
The bead whirred in the air and transformed into eighteen white-armored guards, holding a shield in one hand and a knife in the other. They fell steadily to the ground, then rushed towards the big hole made by the war hammer, using the shield as a shovel to dig the big hole. It was even bigger. After a while, a large pit appeared in the desert with a length of 50 meters and a depth of more than 20 meters. Still nothing was found.
The big man was completely confused. Could it be that he was suspicious? No enemies at all? Re-luck the magic pupil and search again.
Zhang Ai relied on his advanced cultivation and powerful earth-moving skills to quietly move his body to evade the search when the big man was searching. I muttered to myself: This guy is so cool. I should also learn how to do this. No matter where I go, I can spread the beans and form an army, and then search for thousands of miles. Just thinking about it will make that fool Zhang Tianfang jealous. die.
The big man did not believe that his judgment was wrong, and a pair of magic eyes searched the desert under his feet again. At this time, someone flew from the sand valley, two handsome young men wearing white Taoist robes.
After the two arrived, one of them asked lightly: "Have you found anything, Your Majesty?"
The big man ignored them and continued searching. The two young men were not worried, and the other one said: "Do you want my brother to help with the search?"
The big man snorted coldly, withdrew his magic pupil, looked at the two of them coldly and said, "Since the two fairy boys are interested, Leng will give it to you." He retracted his big hand, put away the war hammer, and then moved back, and the eighteen white Guard A turned into a bead and fell into the palm of his hand, then flew into the sand valley without looking back.
Zhang Weijing was a little surprised below. Judging from the clothes, this sect has a clear hierarchy. Could it be that ghost disciples have become a phenomenon? Why didn't Master Sky say anything, nor did the Lord of the Holy City? Is it because they didn't know the existence of these people, or was there another reason?
The big man in black robes left, and the two young men with white faces and white robes turned cold. One of them said: "Bullshit Venerable, if you didn't care about his merits in protecting the religion, I would have killed him and eaten his meat."
The other person laughed: "His meat is not delicious. The deputy leader asked us to investigate the matter of Feng Puppet. Why are you messing with him? Let's go."
"Idle time is idle. It's okay to tease him." The first person chuckled and said, "Let's go." The two of them flew in the direction where Zhang Afraid came.
The two of them went to question three gray-robed Taoists, but Zhang Wen hesitated and followed them back. The two fairy boys and the venerable just now were both intermediate-level Nascent Soul cultivators, and he was worried that something might happen to Fang Jian and the other two.
The two fairy boys quickly came to the gray-robed Taoist's cave, but they were too lazy to go down and shouted softly: "Come out." Three people under the sand hurriedly came out to pay their respects, shouting: "I have met the fairy boy."