How many times the group portrait is spring

"Stop arguing... In this way, I also understand some medical principles, and it's Jindan again, I'll go." It was Duan Changkong who broke the stalemate.

"It's all right." Shu Huayan smiled friendly, anyway, as long as he wasn't a parent, he would go with whoever he loves.

Duan Changkong is not someone who retreats easily. Since he was told to go, he packed his luggage that night and prepared to go to the possible location that he had found out earlier.

Duan Cheng was worried about him, and while giving him instructions on how to cure miasma, he also gave him a lot of pills and magic tools that can prevent miasma. Duan Changkong listened obediently and didn't pay much attention.

Seeing that he wasn't paying attention, Duan Cheng immediately said in a serious tone: "Those who don't dare to go to other days, use us as a pathfinder, don't fall into a stumble recklessly!"

"I know, I know, Grandfather." Duan Changkong nodded, thinking in his heart what's the matter, he saw a lot of dangers in Changchuanze, he was always hit by the wind and waves, what's the point of drilling into the sewer.

But when he got there, Duan Changkong realized that he was naive.

He went in vertically and came out horizontally.This environment is really...too bad...

Duan Changkong held on to the rescue doctor's sleeve and his already bright eyes widened. He said, "This is definitely the lair of the Rat Clan. Really, if it's not, I'll be fined to see Yan Huai every day."

Anyone who knew about Duan Changkong's serious allergy to Yan Huai would know that his oath was more poisonous than a lightning strike, and when others heard it, they could only look at each other in blank dismay, what nonsense is Master Shaogu talking about?

Now that the location is determined, it is time to solve the rat disaster. Outside the rat clan's lair, there is a phantom miasma protecting each other. Ordinary golden cores are hard to resist. Only monks who are above the middle stage of golden cores and who are proficient in some miasma-removing techniques Good for going.

There are not many monks above the middle stage of Jindan, and Wan Daomeng felt that it would be embarrassing for the human race to let the Yuanying ancestor go. After this kind of dispatch, the Xuantian Sect with three people came was actually the sect with the largest number of dispatches. .

The rest of the following monks guarded the outside of the Rat Clan's lair and set up a large formation to prevent the Rat Clan from fleeing and causing harm to the Human Clan again.

Two people came from Yaowang Valley, and they formed a team with disciples from other families who didn't understand medical principles. Said that he left alone, lest the two juniors have no teammates, but Ning Qing asked him to team up with Lin Wuduan, and he found Yan Huai who was alone.

Yan Huai had no objection to this, although it was probably because he didn't care whether he had companions or not. The other monks respected him because of his status as a ghost doctor, and they were afraid of him and didn't dare to approach him, which is interesting.

Because the detailed information has been written, after entering the entrance, there will be many forked entrances leading to different places. No one can be sure which is the real entrance of the rat's nest.

For this kind of thing, [-]% depends on luck, and [-]% depends on strength.

The monks who entered all brought tracking symbols, even if they went the wrong way, there was still room for escape.

They chose to enter the sewer at noon, and it was still sunny outside. As soon as they entered the entrance, their clear vision fell into darkness.

A monk in front took out the night pearl to illuminate, and Yan Huai and the others walked in the last team. The dim sight was not very friendly to Yan Huai, and he blocked the third of the six senses, and his perception became weaker.

Ning Qing lit the lamp in his hand, it was not a real lamp, but a lamp-style lighting instrument, he deliberately slowed down his pace and stood side by side with Yan Huai, the lamp illuminated the road ahead for the two of them.

The entrance is the sewer, and the environment won't be any better after entering. The sewage flows under their feet, and weeds are overgrown around them, and water plants stand up crookedly along the sewage.

The stench was unbearable for a monk whose six senses were clearer than ordinary people. Fortunately, there was still time to seal the sense of smell.

Qin Wujian didn't care much about his image, he vomited shortly after he came in, but fortunately, Lin Wuduan was walking with him, and he prepared Lin Wuduan with handkerchief and Qingxin pill.

This road is not easy to walk, except for the sound of water and footsteps, there is no other sound.

They walked a long way, but still didn't reach the fork, Qin Wujian couldn't help but became suspicious: "Is this the real road we're walking on, or is it an illusion?"

Nan Siyuan lit Zhang Fulu, and asked again: "Qin Daoyou, would you believe me?"

Among the ten people, Nan Siyuan had the highest attainment in talismans. He said so, how could Qin Wujian not believe him, and just sighed: "Okay, keep going."

When they finally reached the fork, they ran into another problem. There were seventeen or eight new openings, but given the nature of the Rat Tribe, there might only be one or two right entrances.

Do you want to separate?But if there is no support, the future is unknown, and no one can be sure what will happen.

But if all five groups go the wrong way...

"Try it." Nan Siyuan lined up a row of talismans, and when the cinnabar was sprinkled on it, he silently recited the scriptures, and golden light burst from the surface of the talismans, sealing several holes.

There are still four holes left, and the talismans discharged by Nan Siyuan have spontaneously ignited.

"Siyuan can only do this step, and the rest depends on fate." Nan Siyuan's smile remained unchanged, and he took the lead in choosing a cave to step in.

People from other groups also walked in one after another, and another group repeated Nan Siyuan's path; Yan Huai and the others waited at the back, waiting for the others to enter before slowly stepping into the cave entrance.

Once entering the entrance of the cave, the environment changed again. Lush vines climbed the stone wall, and the crystal clear water slowly flowed through this uninhabited land.

Yan Huai's sealed three senses were solved by himself. He listened quietly, but felt too quiet. This time, it was completely silent, without even the sound of running water; there was no smell in the air, so he followed up completely. The scene before the cave was different.

If you have to say it, it's too fake even to be an illusion.

As for the eyes?With Yan Huai's casual pull, the entire illusion of space was torn apart.

He tore up the space phantom formation, but the original scene exposed was by the river bank, not much different from the original phantom formation scene walking; but there was still a certain gap with the outside world, it was noon outside, and it was dark here.

Yan Huai didn't want to underestimate the Rat Clan, so he was on guard all the way, but at this moment, there was still no sign of the Rat Clan.

Yan Huai glanced around, and when Ning Qing grabbed the sleeve of the talisman, he heard him say: "Wait, let me try."

Yan Huai is used to going alone and solving everything by himself, and he couldn't adapt to the sudden addition of a teammate by his side. Since Ning Qing said so, he took the talisman and stood aside.

The wood-type spiritual root carries its own vitality, and the light green spiritual power dissipates in the air, looking for the place with the most vitality.

Ning Qing's expression was calm, and he felt the direction of the spiritual power quietly, until the light-colored spiritual power pointed to the south, like a stagnant river hidden under the moonlight, vast and silent.

Fording and crossing the river, this should be done by Yan Huai of Shui Linggen; in his hand, a long water bridge protrudes from the bank, and there is no end in sight. The water bridge is still extending into the distance.

The future is uncertain, the water bridge is really a bridge made of water, and the bridge can even be seen through with a lantern.

Yan Huai stepped forward, and after two steps, he remembered that he still had a teammate. He looked back at him, and saw Ning Qing carefully stepping onto the water bridge with a lamp.

"If you are afraid, hold it." Yan Huai turned his head and handed a bamboo flute behind him. He held the head just enough for the people behind to hold the tail.

Ning Qing looked at the figure with his back turned to him, unconsciously bent his lips, he stretched out his left hand to hold the other end of the flute, even if he wasn't afraid, he still wanted to get closer to Yan Huai.

Moreover, it is not easy for a person like Yan Huai to take the initiative to care for others.

The road was silent, even the footsteps of the two of them were very light. Ning Qing looked at the flute in her hand and whispered, "Do you still keep the flute pendant I gave you?"

The flute is empty, and there is no flute pendant he gave him.

It took about a long time before Yan Huai replied: "Keep it."

"Oh, by the way, and also, I've already carved the flute, and I'll give it to you when I see you next time." Ning Qing was a little happy, he didn't expect to meet Yan Huai again here, so he didn't bring his flute.

"No need." Ning Qing didn't care about the expected answer, and just continued to follow Yan Huai's steps.

At the end of the bridge was the entrance of the cave covered by many weeds. Yan Huai put away the flute and held the long sword in his palm. He cut through the overgrown weeds and jumped down without the slightest hesitation.

Ning Qing followed closely behind.

The two landed steadily in the cave, and the densely packed rats along the cave were frightened and ran around, and they were stopped three feet away from them by a wave of water from Yan Huai.

After walking for so long, we finally arrived at the Rat Clan's lair.

The cave was very humid, and the edge of the stone wall was dripping with water. The scurrying rats screamed sharply and piercingly. Ning Qing had a headache, and Yan Huai calmly stuffed him with a pill.

As one of the most poisonous medical branches, Yan Huai has made sufficient preparations for this humid and poisonous place, and there are many things in his storage space to detoxify and transform miasma.

Before reaching the stone gate, all they saw were low-level rats running around, but once the gate was opened, it was not that simple.

It was the spiritual force that opened the heavy stone door with a dull sound, and the dark and thick rat miasma struck and was cut through by Yan Huai's sword. The short gray-robed rat-eyed old man was standing behind the miasma and looked at them.

"Humans, you still broke in..." The old man's voice was hoarse. The Rats set up numerous illusion formations, and they also used the treasures of the monsters next door to create water illusions. There were poisonous miasma and odorless infiltration along the way, and the human races that came in were poisoned. Several times fell, unexpectedly, people broke in.

"Where is your mouse king?" Yan Huai had no extra emotion. Ning Qing beside him put away the lamp and held the unsheathed long sword in his hand, always guarding against the mouse monster's sneak attack.

"Our mouse king, you despicable human races can't see it anytime you want." The gray-robed old man screamed and turned into a huge gray mouse to block the stone door.

"It means, don't let it go?" Yan Huai raised his eyes to look at it. This huge gray mouse can't cultivate its original body without a hundred years of practice.

"Whether I give in or not, you will end up dead if you come here." The rat demon waved his claws, and rushed towards the two of them with the poison of thick rat miasma.

Yan Huai and Ning Qing each jumped, and they were separated by tens of feet in an instant, and the long swords pointed at the same point.