Authentic Magic Gate

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The carriage flew less than a hundred feet, and the ghost dragon king dared not continue to move up. He didn't fly, but he felt the power of the law restraining him. If he flew upward, he probably went to another space.

The spatial connection of the maze is very strange, this is a variable that can hardly be calculated directly.

The ghost dragon king suddenly felt a little distracted, and could only fly at a height of less than a hundred feet. It seemed to be a trick show, not in line with his demon king's identity.

The landscape on the ground changed rapidly, and Ye Ting suddenly let the King of Ghosts fly at a constant speed, maintaining the height at 80 feet. Nine magic eyes glanced over the earth, and all the figures were memorized in the Taixu God Mirror. Ye Ting found a pattern in it.

Mountains, rivers and rivers are all patterns, that is, a grass, a stone, are also part of the formation.

The entire maze is a huge life that can repair itself and even evolve itself. Perhaps, it can give birth to wisdom. Seeing the micro-knowledge book, Ye Ting perceives the essence of the maze from the smallest details, corresponding to his own door-to-door knowledge, feeling emotional. read more, walk more.

In his realm, he cannot calculate the secret of this complicated maze, but after a door is opened, he gains a mental understanding. The door-to-door knowledge is too magnificent to study all of it.

When there is no practical comparison, you do not know what knowledge is suitable for you.

Ye Ting practiced everywhere to achieve today's achievements. Only a good teacher can't do it. Any monk can only rely on himself in the end.

The speed of the ghost dragon king is extremely fast, almost 60% of the speed of Qiankun lock limit flight. When the mountain range where Tongche Mountain is located enters the field of vision, the sky is dark, and the ghost dragon king subconsciously lowers the height, because there are thunders gathering in the clouds.

"There is a demon king crossing the robbery. Ha ..." Long Shu laughed out loud. If the roaring demon king is the legendary demon king in the town, he was directly struck to death by thunder, but it was cheap.

"Master, do you want to go?" Ghost Dragon King asked Ye Ting.

"Don't go, follow the map. Look for the jade cave."

If there is no martial art to preside over the mining, the site where the jade mine is located will be excavated by the monks one by one into the underground tunnel, which is intricate and sometimes interlinked with each other.

The cost of personally mining jade is much higher than that of the martial arts. This kind of jade mine usually has very small reserves, and Zongmen will not have many years to dig it. It will set up a protected area and sell the mining rights.

And the faction that bought the mining rights. Will continue to sell the qualification to mine jade.

A loose repair, it may take more than ten years to dig a piece of real valuable jade. Even if it is dug, it may be secretly calculated by companions and robbed. Most people spent half their lives in the jade caves and gained little.

Dragon Tree took dozens of eggs in the air, sent them to Zhenyuan to hatch, and threw them to the ground. These are small monsters. Specially used for exploration of mineral deposits, the demon ants will quickly breed underground. A few days of effort can become a huge population.

The life span of these monsters is extremely short, less than a year. But enough is enough, Ye Ting and others will not hang around here for more than half a year.

The location marked on the map is a dense cave under the cliff. The carriage fell, and Ye Ting and others watched the flies going in and out of the cave. Crying and laughing.

Fly demons, weak monsters, are almost killed in this world. Because the monk hates the smell of this thing too much, it is difficult to isolate any spells, unless you are in infantry.

Based on information provided by monks who specialize in monsters. The odor emitted by the flies is more than 40,000 times that of feces. Moreover, if this thing infects a disease, if a fly demon appears in a mortal city, hundreds of thousands of people will die within a month.

This possibility is very low, but it has to be guarded. As humans regain control of the world, the monks searched and fetched demon flies wherever they could reach, and even burned their eggs.

After humans took control of the world, there were hundreds of monsters in the fight. This fly demon is the weakest, but ranked tenth, giving priority to extinction.

It is easy to kill flies and remove the smell. It takes not know how much time. Even if the king of ghost dragon is shot, there is no one for ten or eight years, the smell here will not be reduced.

"Take the responsibility of the monk." Ye Ting shouted.

"Yeah, the responsibility of the monk." Feng Chan looked at the flies going in and out of the cave, his eyelids jumping straight. The monk's responsibility is to exterminate the demon clan that harms humanity, otherwise, human beings will never be able to multiply and be restrained by the demon clan forever.

It is said that many monsters are not naturally generated, but are weapons that were created by the monsters that were created specifically to reduce the number of human beings.

"The two of you? Don't you want to take the responsibility of a monk?" Ye Ting looked at Xiao Bai and Lu Yi.

Xiao Bai said: "It must go, just ... I want to breathe more normal air here for a while."

"I don't want to go, hey, if you don't go, you can't." Lu said helplessly.

"That's all going? I won't force everyone." Ye Ting was serious.

"Really not forced?" Lu Yi asked.

"He lied to you." Long Shu answered instead of Ye Ting.

The atmosphere was somewhat silent, and Ye Ting suddenly said: "Although the smell of the fly demon is unbearable, if you refine the blood, you can extract something. What is the name of the Buddha?"

"Five Emperors Fanghua." Lu Yi looked sullen, said: "It's a very powerful spice, once a Buddha fell."

"Well, the Demon Gate is called Tishenxiang. If someone caught this kind of incense during the robbery, it was basically impossible to spend any kind of robbery. Many demon clan were killed by human monks in this way. "

"But there is no formula, at least I don't." Feng Chan said with regret.

"Do the basic purification and turn it over to Zongmen, which is finally a fortune." Ye Ting followed the temptations, and the soul-improving fragrance was a huge threat to him, but when this thing was artificially produced, he pulled out the magic money They are all enlightened, and will not be affected by this kind of fan.

"The smell of the fly demon doesn't have any blocking effect when you block your nose. Everyone has a better way." Ye Ting said, took out two green leaves, rolled them into a tube, and stuck them in his nose.

Of course, his leaves are mysterious inside. As for the effect, no one knows.

Fly demon is a rare scavenger monster. After being attacked, it releases highly toxic fine powder to kill the enemy. If you don't attack the flies, even if you pass near the flies and cross the nest, the flies will not attack you.

Ye Ting jumped on the back of Ghost Dragon King and patted him: "Help me."

Ghost Dragon King is naturally obedient, if he does not help, it will also cause a bad smell. The rest of the people were miserable, one after another, but they had to keep up with Ye Ting.

Ye Ting did not take weapons in his hand. It stands to reason that Qinglian Jianpu is an artifact and will not be polluted with a bad smell, but Ye Ting is awkward and does not want to let the fly demon contaminate any of his equipment.

A group of people approached the rock wall. Ye Ting divination and chose a more spacious cave to enter. The flies are avoiding each other. The flies are only about the size of a fist, and their wings are gray and white. The head is like a tumor, blood red, and has extremely thin skin, which penetrates the liquid from time to time.

Lu Yi still entered at the end. After she entered, she put down the shrine behind her back and blocked the exit.

Ye Ting is at the front, and after the exit is blocked, a long thin flame is sprayed from the mouth of the ghost dragon king, burning in the cave. As soon as the ghost fire of the ghost dragon king came out, the fly monster had no resistance. Wherever the flame passed, the fly monster's body dropped and fell like a rain.

However, the odor immediately diffused. Ye Ting was protected by the ghost dragon king, and his secret leaves were stuffed in his nose, still feeling sick and vomiting. This kind of feeling has basically disappeared since his spiritual practice. I didn't expect to feel a mortal experience again today.

vomit……

Feng Zen was the first to bear the smell and retched. Anyway, he still controlled with the real yuan, did not really spit out the things in the stomach.

Both Longshu and Luyi frowned, silently enduring, but Xiao Bai, with a rounded sword and no flaws, could move forward calmly.

"It's too stinky!" Longshu mumbled authentically.

The cave is not dark, the ghost fire of the ghost dragon king is reflected in every corner. The fly demon's body exploded in the heat, and the juice spattered.

Ye Ting patted the ghost dragon king ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The ghost dragon king said: "If the temperature of the demon fire is too high, everyone can't stand it. If you can't directly destroy these juices, the taste will be even more unpleasant."

The flames at the foot of the King Ghost Dragon floated without touching the ground. He also felt sick. Fortunately, the state was enough, and he did not have to worry about his body being polluted for the time being.

"Someone has died here." Ye Ting pointed to a pile of white bones in the branch of the cave in the distance. The skull is clearly a human monk's, with obvious stripes on it.

"I have been dead for a long time." Xiao Baiping said quietly. The bones were smooth and smooth, without any carrion hanging on it.

Ye Tingdao: "Everyone works hard to kill as soon as possible."

With that, a sword symbol in Ye Ting's hand flew, and Qinglian's sea of ​​anger bloomed, spreading in all directions. Lu Yi smiled bitterly, took a pale white relic, urged the Buddha fire, and began to purify in the cave.

This is the secret method of Buddhism, and the effect is still ideal. Everyone feels that the stench has faded a lot, but there are more and more cracks on the relic.

Ye Ting can only see that this kind of relic is purely after the demon clan cheated the demon clan. The demon clan served the Buddha door and burned it after death. Now no one can make it, but there is a lot of stock in any one of the Buddhist sect.

This thing is inside the Buddhism, and can be used as money to circulate. Buddhism calls this atonement reliance externally, and it is called evil money when it circulates internally.

In addition to human beings, Buddhism actually does not trust any race. Joining the Buddhist gate is for atonement. What is sin? It is not that humanity itself is the deepest sin.

There were some fluctuations in the insights ahead, and Ye Ting remained silent, took a piece of rune paper, and transformed it into a butterfly in his hand, flicking forward. To be continued.