Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 253: Into the fog
The snow has passed and the sky is sunny.
The mountains turned white.
Viewed from the sky, business roads and rivers look like zigzag black lines on white paper.
Lujiang, the thickest black line.
A canoe clung to the surface of the river, swimming upstream.
The head of the boat.
Lu Tong wore a robe of a resentful woman.
The tiger's claws grasp the boat plank, and the mandrill's arm holds the iron rod. There is a dark golden scaly tail on the back, with a bright gold coiled dragon wrapped around the tail.
In the boat, Dahan stood in the center.
The two tigers were surrounded by seven sworn brothers, each holding a big flag and controlling a canoe.
"There is fish, front left."
One of them stared at the water and spoke to remind.
The water surface broke violently.
A giant-headed fish jumped out, opened its five-foot-long mouth, and bit into the boat.
Lu Tong glanced at it and took out a stick.
The head of the stick hit the fish's gills.
The gill bones were instantly shattered, half of the fish's head was also knocked off, and the eight-foot-long fish flew out and fell into the water.
Erhu took two steps and said, "Boss, leave these little bits and pieces to me."
He looked into the distance and shook his head.
"Act as planned. Dahan will find a hole, and I will kill ghosts, monsters, and demons. When we recover our mana, you will protect the law."
"Understood."
After a day and a half, some black cotton began to appear in the water.
Another two hours passed.
A wall of gray fog appeared ahead, connecting the sky and the ground.
"Make a fire to eat, and after a stick of incense, you will enter the mist."
"Yes."
……
In the fog.
The canoe left the water, followed the river on the shore, and continued upstream.
Lu Tong sacrificed the Great Risen Luo and turned into a small blazing sun to dispel the gray fog.
It's very quiet around here.
There was no sound of wind blowing through the leaves, no chirping of insects or birds, only the sound of water flowing from the Lujiang River.
From time to time, he would pop up an octagonal road sign with his fingers.
Mid-air, tree branches, grass, soil...
There are road signs, bright, dark, and fake.
"Puff, puff..."
A series of sounds of snow falling to the ground.
Lu Tong breathed a sigh of relief, and a stream of white air came out of his mouth.
"I'll deal with it, you should be careful. If a fog monster comes, remember to save mana when taking action."
"Boss, take note."
He left Xiao Lieyang behind and walked into the gray fog with his stick.
The sound is getting closer.
Lu Tong raised his right arm, and clusters of tiny wind blades sprouted from the indigo hair.
The arms waved out and strong wind blew.
The gray fog rolled with the wind, becoming thicker and lighter, and there were still gaps in it.
In the gap, snow splashed.
A group of fog monsters rolled up Yin spirits, ice slag, and muddy water, and rushed towards them.
Fog monsters and fog ghosts rely on Yin spirits to practice.
Yin spirits are transformed from souls, and human souls are naturally strong. To them, they are like walking pills.
His expression condensed, a touch of copper flashed across his neck, and the skin, flesh, blood, tendons, and bones all over his body melted into each other in an instant.
"Three Yuan Jia", Dacheng.
The inside and outside of the physical body are as one, like being cast from gold and iron.
Lu Tong raised the iron rod, swung his scaly tail from side to side, and drew out a shot that broke the air.
Soon.
An ape-shaped fog monster wrapped in vines rolled in front of him and stretched out two arms. The entire face was split from the center, and a large ball of black cotton wool squirmed inside the skull, turning into a black needle that pierced out violently.
The iron rod was swung.
The black needle collapsed at the first touch, and the two arms were disconnected at the same time.
The scaly tail swept across.
Everything within a three-foot radius was wiped out.
"Come!"
He roared and swung the iron rod again.
Swing out with a stick.
A python-like fog monster was swept off its head.
After half a stick of incense, the surroundings returned to calm.
Lu Tong looked down.
The hands, legs, iron rod, tail, and most of the body were all covered in black water.
There is no snow around, there is black cotton wool and black water everywhere.
Return to the flying boat.
This place is also a mess.
He asked: "What's going on?"
"Boss, a group of fog monsters emerged from the water. They look like fish and lizards."
Lu Tong looked at several people one by one.
A lot.
"Okay, keep walking."
Erhu waved his arms, and the flying boat rose two feet and continued to move forward close to the ground.
"Boss, is there a ghost?"
He sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, nodded and said, "Yes. Some of the fog monsters retreated just now. They must have received the fog ghost's command."
"Then..." Erhu looked around, "Will we be followed?"
"Maybe."
……
Five days later.
Lu Tong looked at the stone bridge under his feet.
"Hengqiang Ancient Bridge is here."
The stone bridge is covered with moss.
It should have been green before, but now it has turned black. When you step on it, a mass of black juice oozes out.
The ancient bridge spans the Lujiang River.
"Boss, which way should we go first?"
He looked to his left.
The wide stone bridge plunges straight into the gray fog, like a road of no return leading to death.
Look to the right again.
Exactly the same as on the left.
"Go to the right."
Qiaotou.
Lu Tong jumped off the bridge, stepped on a piece of soil, grabbed a handful, and rubbed it in his palms.
The soil grains are extremely fine and soft when pinched.
Flossy and soft soil.
There is water, guns, and soft soil here. As long as we find another hole, we are almost inseparable.
"Dahan, try to see if you can get in."
"Yeah."
Dahan rose from the boat and flew above the soil. The hair on his back fell off, and the hair gathered into a gun head and drilled into the soil.
In just a few breaths, a big hole was drilled out.
Dahan put his hands on his belly, like a fat fish, diving into a hole.
"Two tigers, guard the entrance of the cave."
"Yes."
Lu Tong flew over and followed, a layer of golden light flowing from his tail, covering his whole body.
Put one hand into the soil, and the soil is slowly separated.
He felt relieved.
Can be buried.
However, it is more difficult to enter the soil than to enter the sand. It is like swimming in aquatic plants, with forces pulling at you.
Dahan has disappeared.
Lu Tong changed direction and drilled into the soil little by little.
Darkness, silence, depression...
He searched for a long time, and a silly voice came from behind: "Boss, there is a hole."
The sound is like the sound of nature.
Lu Tong quickly turned back and asked, "Is there a hole?"
"Well, under the bridge."
"Let's go!"
The two of them went deep underground quickly.
A cave.
Lu Tong jumped into the cave and immediately looked around, his eyes darkening immediately.
There are no stalactites, and there are no "ten thousand pens".
There is only one extremely thick stone pillar in the cave, on which are carved a coiling dragon, a descending tiger, and a phoenix with spread wings. There was also an offering table set up next to it, and the melons, fruits, and snacks on it had long since rotted.
The pillars of the Hengqiang Ancient Bridge.
He walked around the pillar and asked, "Are there any other holes?"
"Yes, I heard a few empty spaces."
"Go and have a look."
After a while ~IndoMTL.com~ the two entered a cave again.
The pillars and altar table are exactly the same as the previous cave.
Lu Tong walked around again.
Finally, he looked at the pillar and sighed.
"Let's go, it's not here."
Outside.
Lu Tong stepped onto the flying boat and said, "Let's go to Qianlin Mountain."
Others jumped in one after another.
……
Another eight days have passed.
Lu Tong is hanging in the air.
Take out a jade bottle and introduce the fire evil that was stored before entering the fog into Dairi Senluo.
There is a golden light on the big sun.
After pouring in the billowing magic power, Da Sun Luo turned into a small blazing sun with a diameter of two feet.
The gray fog faded away, and the surrounding area suddenly became empty for several miles.
He looked down.
A mountain pass.
The Dagu River gushes out from the mountain pass and pours out at the break, forming a waterfall.
On both sides of the river, slender peaks stand next to each other, like a row of pens hanging on a pen holder. However, some of these peaks have collapsed.
Lu Tong recalled in his mind.
The rapids are there; the guns are there; there is a mouth, and there is also a mountain pass.
The gong has no echo?
He took out the gong and struck it hard.
"Boom!"
"咚～"
Lu Tong frowned.
There is an echo, but not much. It should be between yes and no.
"Dong after hole, Wan Gen's pen."
He looked around and said, "Dahan, look for a hole."
Dahan found a place to crawl into the mountains.
Erhu suddenly shouted: "Boss, come and see."
Lu Tong flew over.
Riverside, leeward.
Erhu swept away a large area of snow, revealing a large pile of ashes in one corner.
One person went over and pulled out a few pieces of charcoal, squeezed it a few times, and said, "It's not soft. It was burned in the past few days."
He stared at the ashes.
Tu Kunshun came and left again.