Legend of the Cultivation God Chapter 59: missing

Fifth Chapter 19 missed

After seeing Zhang Zhaoyang say this, Yan Mingjue said to Lu Yueming and Tan Feng, "I am going to stay here, how about you?"

Lu Yueming glanced at Tan Feng and stepped forward: "I will not wait, I will guard Brother Zhang here."

Yanmingju Shi point nods, said to Zhang Zhaoyang: "Then Virtuous Nephew enter, then you know chant."

Zhang Zhaoyang said with a smile: "Ten straight trees, eight right trees, six backward trees, and six left trees. I have remembered them for a long time. Are they correct?"

Yan Mingju said: "Yes, this is it, Wan Sword Lord has a heart."

This sentence seems to be a pun, but Zhang Zhaoyang did n’t care, but checked it out, and took out a bundle of slender snow-white cords from his carrying bag. Yan Mingju ’s eyes lit up and asked. : "Zhang Virtuous Nephew, is your silk rope woven from snow silk?"

Zhang Zhaoyang smiled nods praised: "Yanming Uncle Master really looks like a torch. This is made by weaving the silk spit from the snow silkworm that is unique to the extremely northern ice-bound land, mixed with other precious silk threads."

Yan Mingju asked again: "I heard that this snow silk is unusually tough and cannot be cut with ordinary swords. Is it true?"

Zhang Zhaoyang said: "That's the case, why not try Uncle Master?"

Yan Mingju think for a while and say, "For the safety of Martial Nephew Zhang, I will try it." After that, he took out the sharp dagger he used last time from his arms and said to Zhang Zhaoyang, "My dagger cuts iron." Like mud, can this silk rope withstand it? "

Zhang Zhaoyang still said with a smile: "Yanming Uncle Master but it ’s okay to try. My Sword Lord got this silk rope that day. I have already tried it. I have not tried Ten Thousand Swords Peak except Hufeng Divine Sword. Other swords ca n’t leave Trace on it. . "

Yanmingju listened, picked up the dagger and chopped down to the white silk rope placed on the ground. Sure enough, when he raised his hand, there was no Trace left on the rope, Yanmingju could not help shaking Shaking his head, he said: "Ten thousand Sword Lord is really a good plan, and I can't bear the children to catch the wolf. This kind of treasure Treasure is also willing to take it out. Good plan, good plan."

Zhao Yang still didn't answer, picked up the silk rope from the ground, tied one end to the jujube tree that Yan Mingju had scratched the sword mark, and tied one end to his waist before he said to Yanmingju : "Yanming Uncle Master, this snow silk has another advantage, that is, it uses internal force to vibrate, it will transmit this vibration to the other end, even if the silk rope is tied to the tree, the other party can still feel it, please also Yanming Uncle Master is waiting here. After the junior enters the forest, please send a message after the interval. The junior also returns a message, indicating that the junior is safe. When the junior reaches the forest, he will send four messages to the Senior. At that time If you still want to enter, please follow the finger of the silk rope, how? "

Yan Mingjue smiled and said: "Okay, then trouble the teacher and nephew, we will wait for the ready-made children."

Then, Zhang Zhaoyang took the skin from the Ten Thousand Swords peak out of his arms and gave it to Yanming Jushi, saying, "Yanming Uncle Master, if I get into the forest and encounter something unexpected, please give back this skin to my home Sword Lord."

Yanmingju froze for a moment, frowned and said, "Is your family Sword Lord safe to give me such a precious thing?"

Zhang Zhaoyang laughed and said: "Uncle Master has formed an alliance with my family Sword Lord, naturally it is not an outsider, but can be entrusted."

Yanming Jishi took his hand and said, "Although Virtuous Nephew enters, when we meet in the Midi, I will return you immediately."

Zhang Zhaoyang thanked: "Thank you Uncle Master, I will enter here."

After finishing talking, Zhang Zhaoyang pulled out Long Sword and his head was about to enter the forest.

Suddenly, Yanming Ju stopped and asked: "How long are your silk ropes? I remember going into the forest for a long time, it has to be four or five miles."

Zhang Zhaoyang smiled and patted several other bags and said: "Disciple is still prepared here. If it is still not enough, then Disciple will turn back."

Yan Mingju looked at the bag around his waist, shook his head with a wry smile, and said in his heart: "This is a long time, it is really a hero."

Zhang Zhaoyang once again saluted the crowd, and then mentioned Treasure Sword, carefully stepping into the sun-dappled jujube forest.

At the beginning, Yan Mingju and others could still see Zhang Zhaoyang ’s back from outside. When he walked deeper, he could not see it, leaving only a white thread hanging over the trees in the jujube forest. at every turn.

Waiting for a cup of tea, there was no movement in the jujube forest, and there was no sound of birdsong. The priest Yanming walked forward and pulled the silk rope by hand. Sending it out, coming over for a while, I feel a jitter in my hand. It seems that Zhang Zhaoyang's head is still moving forward safely, and the mentality of Yan Mingju is slightly calmer.

Yan Mingjus retired, and Lu Yueming and Tan Feng naturally looked at him very eagerly, waiting for Zhang Zhaoyang ’s news, Yanmingjus smiled at nods and did not speak. In this strange place, Yan Ming Ju Shi felt a trace of pressure and could not help but spend Mind to resist, so he was not a lot of words, and he lazily said some extra words.

Waiting for another cup of tea. Suddenly, Yan Mingju ’s heart jumped for no reason. It seemed that perhaps, he heard a scream in the forest, but his ears obviously did not hear any movement. It was still In a dead forest, he looked back at the two people with surprise, but found that Lu Yueming and Tan Feng were also surprised, and his eyes were drifting, his heart was secretly thought: "Not good." He jumped forward immediately. The rope tied on the tree with his hand was as strong as before, and for a while, but did not respond. Yanming Jushi was anxious, and Yunjin sent a message again, and there was still no response. Yanming Jushi thought about it and used The hand began to pull the rope back to see if it could be pulled out.

Sure enough, it can be pulled, and it is very light.

Yan Mingju ’s face was heavy and he pulled a silk rope from the forest. Tan Feng hurried forward to help sort out the silk rope that had been pulled out. Lu Yueming pulled out Long Sword and stood beside Yanmingju ’s eyes, staring at the look Very common entrance to the jujube forest.

Silk rope has been pulled out a lot, and I have seen a dead knot made by Zhang Zhaoyang. It is estimated that he is connected to the Second root again, but there is still nothing to see. Yanming Jushi could not help but speed up, not long afterwards, Tan Feng There was a bundle of silk rope in the hand, and the ear of Yanming Jushi also heard the sound of "Suo Suo" in the jujube forest. With the change of the speed of his hand, he kept making noises, it should be the silk rope Carrying something on the other end, Yan Mingju was more careful, slowed down and pumped out little by little.

It's getting close, everyone is on alert.

However, there is no monster at the end of the rope, and there is nothing on the rope, only a thread.

Yanmingju frowned, picked up the thread, and looked closely, to see that the bald thread was not Rule, like it was pulled off, instead of neatly cut with a sharp sword, goose Ming Ju Shi put the thread next to his nose and smelled it carefully, and there was a slight **** smell. Looking closely, there was still some blood stains on the silk rope. It seems that Zhang Zhaoyang was so fierce, and even no relics were left. Ming Ju Shi sighed.

Over there, Tan Feng took down the silk rope tied to the tree, and handed over the entire silk rope made of this precious snow silk silk to Yanming Jushi. At this time, the Lu Yueming with the sword in his hand opened After that, he asked Yanming Buddhist priest: "Yanming Uncle Master, you come here twice, did you find anything different from other places?"

Yanmingju thinks for a while, and wondered: "I didn't find any difference. Did Virtuous Nephew find anything?"

Lu Yueming look at the deep jujube forest, and thoughtfully said: "Yanming Uncle Master, I grew up in the mountains since I was a child. Although I have n’t seen such a large jujube forest, it ’s such a big other forest I have been there often. After such a long time, I have always felt that this jujube forest is different from other forests. After thinking for a long time, I realized that this jujube forest is very strange, as if there is fog in it, and the sun cannot even enter. . "

Yanmingjushi laughed and said, "Yes, Virtuous Nephew is very careful. The last time we entered, it was misty. It was not far away at a glance, there was not much sunlight, and there were many Animal and human bones. "

Lu Yueming points to nods and says, "In most dangerous places, there will always be people who will curiously rush in, and animals will also venture into it, leaving the dead bones is not special. However, there are special places that are not available elsewhere? "

Yan Mingju and Tan Feng said in surprise: "What's so special?"

Lu Yueming said: "Listen, are there any bird calls in this jujube forest?"

Yan Mingju and Tan Feng listened silently. Sure enough, there were no birds in the mysterious forest. Yanmingju recalled for a while and said: "Virtuous Nephew was right. It seemed that the last time I entered the forest There was silence, and there were no bird calls. "

Lu Yueming said righteously: "This is the strangeness of the younger generation. That bird is no better than a beast. They have wings and can go anywhere in the world, and the forest is the home of the bird. This big jujube forest is actually Do n’t you think Yanming Uncle Master is strange if there are no bird calls? ”

After listening to Lu Yueming, Yan Mingju ’s heart suddenly flickered and seemed to sink, the hair on his body stood upright, and there was a cold sweat on his back, and then he looked at the silk with blood stained in his hand, he had no reason After a moment of panic, looking at the dead jujube forest like a sleeping monster, he did n’t want to stay for a moment, and waved his hand and said, "Virtuous Nephew, this is not a place for narration, let ’s leave first, find a safe place and then go into It's not too late. "

Lu Yueming and Tan Feng hurriedly said: "But with Yan Ming Uncle Master's command."

Yan Mingju did not say much, put the silk rope woven from the snow silk into his suitcase, and left with Lu Yueming and Tan Feng's show Lightweight Art. He never looked back.

During the dense fog flowing in the quiet jujube forest, nothing seems to happen.