The king of fighters in the elf world

Chapter 143 Anqin Cave?Spirit world?

Night fell gradually.

Uncle Hai and others waited until the early morning in Anqin Cave.

"What's going on! Why is this seal still there when the time is up!"

"Don't worry, old man, just wait and see."

"Why don't you worry, the child is still inside! This is the first time we have encountered such a thing in so many years. If we can't open it today, we can only wait for next month."

Uncle Gao's complexion was even uglier than the night of the Sending God Volcano.

Wait another month, and they will have to find Qingshi Huihui!

He didn't think that Qingshi could survive in it alone for a month by himself.

Uncle Hai was the calmest one, lit another cigarette and said in a deep voice, "Brother Gao, do you still have a way to open it?"

Uncle Gao shook his head in despair: "This Anqin Cave is the junction point between the spiritual world and our real world. This layer of black mist is actually not a seal. It should be more accurately called the barrier between the two worlds. At the same time of the month, this layer of separation will become thinner, completely connecting the two worlds, allowing the two sides to pass through each other."

"And now, if this layer of black fog doesn't take the initiative to thin out, we humans can't break it at all. This is a barrier between worlds!"

"Grandpa, is there really no way to save Brother Qingshi?"

Uncle Gao looked at the crying granddaughter, and could only shake his head helplessly.

He is also very helpless!
Who would have thought that after guarding for so many years without any problems, something unexpected happened at this time.

And he still hasn't said a word, so it won't be the opening time of the cave entrance next month, and he can't confirm whether the black mist will dissipate now.

Fu Rong cried: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have brought Brother Qingshi here, I'm the one who hurt Brother Qingshi!"

Although she had only been in contact with Qingshi for a few hours, she had a very deep impression on Qingshi, and she already regarded him as her own brother.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he did something bad because of his kindness.

"It's okay, little Furong, don't cry anymore, your brother Qingshi is not so easy to get into trouble." Uncle Hai stroked Furong's head with his hand, comforting softly.

Fu Rong raised her head and looked at this handsome uncle: "Really?"

"Of course, when I brought Qingshi here, I wanted him to go to Anqin Cave to practice, but now I just completed this process ahead of schedule."

The old Gao and his wife looked at each other, but they still didn't interrupt. They took Uncle Hai's words as psychological comfort.

In their eyes, for a rookie trainer like Qingshi, entering the Anqin Cave, the outcome was more or less ominous.

"Okay, Brother Gao, don't worry about it, you just treat it as a young man's legendary adventure. When we were on Brother Yuanzhi's boat, we didn't often experience this kind of thing."

Uncle Hai had a protruding eye circle. Among the people present, he looked the least anxious.

"Dafu, do you really think there is such a possibility for Qingshi?" Old Man Gao said disapprovingly.

Indeed, when they were young, they encountered many dangerous situations during their adventures, and even encountered life-and-death crises many times, but they still survived until now.

Thinking about it this way, the crisis in Anqin Cave, as long as the bluestone doesn't go too deep, it is indeed possible to come out alive.

But there is one thing.

The characters on these two sides are completely different!

What Uncle Hai is talking about is either the Dragon King, or the guardian of Sending God Volcano. Even Uncle Hai himself is now a Heavenly King trainer.

And what about Qingshi?

A rookie trainer from a small place.

Can it be said that the talent and luck can be compared with a few of them?
"Of course! I'm very optimistic about Ah Qing, otherwise I wouldn't choose to come to this place. Everything is a choice of fate. If Ah Qing is involved in it, I can only say that I was wrong!" Uncle Hai said indifferently.

Elder Gao and his wife: "Huh???"

Sure enough, Qingshi is really the son of the Chou family!
In fact, these can be regarded as two training styles.

Like the old Gao and his wife, they cultivated themselves little by little from an early age, so that Furong's own abilities and the abilities of trainers can all be improved in a planned way.

Everything is in their plan.

Uncle Hai, on the other hand, belongs to the kind of complete stocking, does not interfere with Qingshi's growth, but provides a road choice full of risks and opportunities on the other side's own choice.

Both have their own advantages and disadvantages, but the mortality rate of the second method is slightly higher.

In the following time, compared to the old Gao couple and Fu Rong who were worried about Qingshi, they would check Anqin Cave from time to time.

Uncle Hai's side seemed too chic, and he started playing and disappearing the next day. He went directly to find a place to fish with a fishing rod, and left a message to check back in a month.

……

On the other side, Qingshi has attracted the attention of many people.

After he was pulled into Anqin Cave.

First, he felt a violent dizziness, a feeling of dizziness that even his physical fitness could not bear, and he passed out on the spot.

When he woke up, he got up from the ground.

Looking at the surrounding scene, his eyes are blank.

Not amnesia, but full of strangeness to the surroundings.

"Little Snorkel, use scent detection!"

"Manman, use root, enter fairy mode at any time!"

"Jenny Turtle, use See Through!"

Immediately, Qingshi released his three generals.

Qingshi didn't start to check his situation until he reported that the surroundings were safe and there were no ghost spirits lurking.

"If I remember correctly, it was pulled in by a hand. After regaining consciousness, this is where it is. What is that thing?"

Gray and black short hands.

To be able to pass through that layer of black mist and bring himself in is definitely not something that ordinary elves can do.

But only with this local feature, it is difficult for Qingshi to make a judgment.

You must know that many ghost elves are also partial to this color style.

Qingshi looked around and found that he was now in a cemetery area, but it was different from the cemetery he saw at Songshen Volcano.

Even if the tombstone on the Songshen Volcano is a bit old, it can be seen that the original color is white.

But here, everything is a uniform gray and dark color, as if no one has ever taken care of it. Few of the tombstones are complete, and most of them are severely broken. Some even have only one tombstone base left.

Qingshi went to one of the better tombstones and squatted down, wiping the dust off it with his hands.

There seemed to be some characters engraved on the tombstone, and it was severely damaged. Judging from the few intact characters, it seemed to be some kind of special writing.

At least Qingshi had never seen this kind of writing in the elf world.

Without any useful information, Qingshi could only put it aside temporarily. After all, he was not a major in archaeology, so he couldn't figure out what these words meant in a short time.

Standing up, he looked up at the sky.

Qingshi frowned.

He couldn't see the sun or the moon, let alone any stars. The whole sky seemed to be covered by a layer of gray mist.

The ambient light here is very dim, but it is not the kind of complete darkness, and the surrounding objects can still be seen clearly.

This feeling is like he has walked into a world of black and white film.

Repression, silence, and weirdness are the first intuitive feelings brought by this world.

(End of this chapter)