Chapter 442

"Why is this kid dead?"

Sha Hearing Sha Lifei sucked his teeth, somewhat suspicious.

"I'm afraid he trusted the wrong person..."

Li Yan looked down at the corpse, thoughtfully.

On the corpse, there was still a trace of a remnant soul, and at this moment, he could vaguely hear some sounds in his ears: "Master, why..."

Old Daoist Master Chongxu also frowned, looking at the wound on the corpse's heart, saying in a deep voice: "Heavenly Gang Finger Qi Formula, although it is a basic cultivation method, it is also a secret technique for entering the Sword Immortal path."

"In the Green Ox Temple, only Kumu has cultivated this method the deepest!"

"Let's go!"

Li Yan stood up and looked forward, killing intent rising in his eyes, "San'er, release the falcon, the Salt Gang people might also be here!"

"Hmm."

Lu San answered in a muffled voice, raised his hand, and the falcon Lidong, which had already recovered from its injuries, soared into the sky.

Not only that, the little white fox Chutai also jumped into the dense forest.

This little fox's bloodline was extraordinary, and along the way, its spirituality became more and more apparent, already able to cooperate with Lu San in reconnaissance.

And Lu San also asked someone to make a small vest, and the chubby Mouse Big and Mouse Two were packed in the pockets of the vest.

The three cooperated, and in the forest, they could be said to be uniquely gifted.

Soon, the falcon responded, flying up and down and calling out.

Lu San took a look and said: "This forest is not right. Across this mountain, there is a deep valley shrouded in miasma and dense fog, and there are corpses outside."

Li Yan looked at Master Chongxu Zi, "Feng Feng Shixiong, what place is that?"

The old Daoist thought thoughtfully, stroked his beard and said in a deep voice: "More than ten years ago, there was an earthquake in Shu, and a crack appeared there, often with mountain floods, washing out some skeletons, but they were all wild beasts from ancient times and had already fossilized."

"At first, people went to explore, but didn't find anything, and often encountered wild beasts, so gradually no one was interested anymore."

"Old man remembers, there was never any miasma in that place..."

"It seems they have already made a move, let's hurry!"

Hearing this, everyone immediately quickened their pace.

They either possessed strange techniques or were proficient in fist and foot techniques, so although the mountain road was difficult to walk, it was not an obstacle at all.

In less than half an hour, they had already climbed to the top of the mountain.

But after walking two steps, Li Yan's face became strange.

Beside him, Old Daoist Master Chongxu was even more furious, drawing his precious sword with a clang, and quickening his pace.

Only to see on the mountain path in the dense forest ahead, several Daoist priests were kneeling on the ground.

The leader was none other than Chen Yuanqing.

"It really is you!"

Master Chongxu Zi said angrily: "What are you and Kumu doing, and aren't you afraid of ruining the reputation of my Green Ox Temple!"

That Chen Yuanqing heard Master Chongxu Zi's words, sighed, raised his head and bowed respectfully: "Junior Uncle, there are other hidden reasons for this matter. No matter what happens, we are willing to bear it alone, so please turn back."

"Bear it alone?"

Old Daoist Master Chongxu was amused by the anger, roaring: "Where do you get the qualification for this!"

Chen Yuanqing gritted his teeth, somewhat hesitant: "Junior Uncle, there are outsiders here, this matter is not easy to explain clearly, can I ask you to move to another place?"

"Master, be careful of a trap!"

Lingfeng Zi, who was beside him, hurriedly reminded him in a low voice.

"What are you afraid of!"

Master Chongxu Zi glared, held his precious sword, and walked toward the front, entering the nearby woods with Chen Yuanqing.

Seeing this, Sha Hearing Sha Lifei looked at Li Yan.

Li Yan remained calm and composed, making a gesture.

Everyone immediately became vigilant.

Sha Hearing Sha Lifei even narrowed his eyes and pressed his hand on his firearm.

This was a signal to be ready to turn against them at any time.

They didn't know the reason, but they trusted Li Yan.

And on the other side, after entering the dense forest, Chen Yuanqing also took out a ritual implement to activate it, and set up a simple formation to prevent outsiders from eavesdropping.

Li Yan took a look and didn't pay attention at all.

Having accepted the task, he already knew the reason.

The mastermind behind all this was not Wu Wu Faluo's master, Kumu.

But the Headmaster of the Green Ox Temple!

Kumu and Chen Yuanqing were just his puppets.

The reason he didn't explain in the Daoist temple was that he was afraid Master Chongxu Zi would shield them.

On someone else's turf, and with secular gods worshipped, it would be troublesome if he wanted to run.

And after leaving the Daoist temple and coming to this wilderness, their numbers were superior, and they weren't afraid of turning against the other party.

Sure enough, after talking for a while, Old Daoist Master Chongxu walked out with a gloomy face, followed by the silent Chen Yuanqing.

"Master..."

Lingfeng Zi started half a sentence but couldn't go on.

In his heart, there was already a guess that scared him.

"Longevity..."

Old Daoist Master Chongxu sighed at the sky, his face suddenly becoming even older, "Old man is also unwilling,"

After saying this, he suddenly turned around and slapped Chen Yuanqing on the chest.

Pfft!

Chen Yuanqing spat blood and rolled more than ten meters away.

"Confused thing!"

Old Daoist Master Chongxu's face was flushed red, roaring: "The Feng Feng Shixiong had already fallen into demonic deviation; if you had told me earlier, it wouldn't have reached this point!"

Seeing this, Li Yan was truly a bit surprised.

It seemed that this old Daoist had already made a choice.

Back then, because of his master's affairs, he was at odds with the living Yin-Messengers, but he didn't expect that when facing a choice again, he would no longer cover it up.

Could it be that this old Daoist was at odds with his Feng Feng Shixiong?

Just as Li Yan was secretly slandering, Old Daoist Master Chongxu had already turned to scold the disciples: "The Feng Feng Shixiong has always opposed this matter; they are all confused eggs, not knowing they have been blinded by evil demons!"

The Daoist priests heard this and looked at each other in dismay.

"No..."

Chen Yuanqing, who was struggling to get up on the ground, seemed to want to say something.

But before his words came out, Old Daoist Master Chongxu picked up a piece of small tree bark and flicked it with his finger.

Whoosh!

The tree bark flew out and hit Chen Yuanqing under the jaw.

The Daoist didn't even groan and fainted directly.

"Follow me!"

Old Daoist Master Chongxu's face was gloomy, walking in the front.

Li Yan understood, signaled everyone to follow...

Everyone climbed over the mountain ridge, and a dense forest path appeared.

This was a passage often walked by local mountain people and old hunters in the vicinity to go up the mountain; wherever there were common people living, there were basically such paths in the forest.

Swish!

The little white fox suddenly darted out, squeaking wildly.

Lu San said in a muffled voice: "This forest is not right."

Without him reminding them, everyone had already discovered the strangeness.

The forest was dead silent, with no birds, beasts, or insects chirping.

Long Yan'er picked up a leaf beside her, looked at it, and smelled it under her nose, "This place is often invaded by miasma, and the vegetation has become poisonous."

A Daoist priest beside her said in a low voice: "We have already warned the local mountain people, and very few people come to this place, so no innocent people were hurt."

"Fart!"

Lu San glanced coldly, led everyone to the nearby dense forest, waved his hand to push aside the withered leaves,

Below were two corpses.

Holding hunting knives, they had stabbed each other through.

Looking at their appearance, it was mutual slaughter.

But the human skin on both of them had disappeared, leaving only black, rotting flesh.

The Daoist priests turned pale instantly. "Go!"

Old Daoist Master Chongxu's face was as gloomy as water, and he didn't want to say anything more.

Finally, after the group went down the mountain from the side, they arrived before a deep valley, only to see dense fog swirling and miasma rising, surging up and down like a living thing.

Outside the valley, several corpses lay.

They were sprawled in all directions, but all facing away from the mountain, looking like they wanted to escape, but didn't succeed.

Moreover, they were all without human skin!

"It seems the Salt Gang people didn't fare any better."

Sha Hearing Sha Lifei gloated upon seeing this.

As he spoke, he kicked a corpse into the fog.

Sizzle, sizzle!

The flesh touched the poisonous miasma, immediately turned black, and some parts were even corroded, bubbling with pus.

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Seeing this, Sha Hearing Sha Lifei felt his scalp tingle, "Damn it, this miasma is so fierce?"

Li Yan turned to look at Bai Zhu Huan, "Feng Feng Shixiong, is there any way?"

Arriving in the southwest, there were many sorcerers using Gu poison, and Lu San's demon gourd had been severely damaged and hadn't recovered yet.

Bai Zhu Huan was the lay leader of the Siming Society; although her martial arts were not refined and she was old, she knew witchcraft and Gu techniques, and her cultivation and experience were there. Asking her to follow up the mountain was precisely to prevent encountering such things.

Who knew, Bai Zhu Huan shook her head: "Old woman is seeing such fierce Gu poison for the first time; Long Yan'er is a member of the Gu Sect, perhaps she has a way."

Li Yan glanced meaningfully and didn't speak.

He could see that Bai Zhu Huan had already seen the strangeness, and saying this was deliberately letting Long Yan'er show her hand.

Reasonably speaking, this old woman was particular and wouldn't return evil for good or deliberately pit them.

It seemed that this matter would have to be discussed in the future.

Long Yan'er didn't put on airs, immediately took out a small jar from her waist, pinched the Dharma Formula, recited the incantation, and gently guided it.

Whoosh~

A colorful butterfly flew out of the jar, flapping its wings, and immediately a streak of miasma was sucked into the jar.

Inside the jar, there were many wriggling white insects.

Infected by the miasma, they immediately twisted frantically.

Before long, most of them died.

But in the end, some survived.

These insects had changed color, colorful and mottled, looking strange and hair-raising.

Long Yan'er picked them out one by one, took off the incense pouch from her waist, took out a handful of black pills, blew a whistle, and the insects crawled in one after another.

She then picked up the pills and said calmly: "This poisonous miasma is mixed with the resentment of Yin souls, difficult to break for a while, but taking this pill can support you for an hour."

"After an hour, vomit out all the poisonous water in your stomach."

"This... can this thing be eaten?"

Sha Hearing Sha Lifei felt his scalp tingle, unable to help shouting.

Even Li Yan looked at it with a frown.

Who knew that Old Daoist Master Chongxu beside him took a pill and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation, nodding: "Miao Border Broken Gu Pill, I didn't expect to see this unique skill again."

Seeing someone who knew the goods, Long Yan'er also smiled slightly, "Feng Feng Shixiong is too polite; this method was also passed down by my master."

Seeing this, Li Yan naturally didn't hesitate anymore, took one and put it in his mouth, then turned and said: "Daoist, you set up an altar outside to assist, Wu Ba and Old Sha stay behind to guard the altar."

Sha Hearing Sha Lifei smiled, not minding, rubbing his bald head: "Little Feng Feng Shixiong Li Yan, don't worry, with me here, nothing will get close to the Daoist's body!"

He was afraid, knowing Li Yan was taking care of him.

He also knew the importance of Wang Wang Daoxuan.

Li Yan had already left the Five-Direction Luo-Feng Flag behind; this was their only reinforcement outside. Once something went wrong, they would perform rituals and rush in to save them.

With the poisonous miasma covering them, it was impossible for everyone to enter.

Others also sent their own candidates.

For example, the old woman Bai Zhu Huan, whose body was not good, was better off staying outside to suppress the formation, with Long Yan'er taking a few disciples to enter.

Master Chongxu Zi was silent for a moment, stopping Lingfeng Zi, who was about to take the pill, "You stay behind; if I don't come out, you will be the Headmaster of the Green Ox Temple from now on, and the elders will support you."

"Also, you know what to say..."

After saying this, he took off the wooden box on his back, took out a bamboo slip from inside, and said in a deep voice: "The rest is left to you; do not use it unless absolutely necessary."

"Master!"

Lingfeng Zi was anxious.

"What's with all the motherly behavior!"

Master Chongxu Zi scolded, and walked into the fog holding his sword.

And the remaining Green Ox Temple disciples, knowing they had made a big mistake, took the pill without hesitation and followed closely.

Li Yan also nodded to Lu San and followed in.

To be honest, in this situation, he and Lu San had the most tacit understanding; bringing others in was just a burden.

Even Wu Ba was the same.

In this situation, what was needed was flexibility; if Wu Ba panicked and inhaled the poisonous miasma and went crazy, it would be hard to control.

Entering the dense fog, everything before his eyes was white.

Li Yan pinched the Yang Formula, took a light breath, and immediately shook his head.

His sense of smell was too keen; these poisonous miasmas were full of Yin-Sha resentment, and there was also a sweet, fishy smell.

Although this smell was quickly collected by the pill in his stomach, his sense of smell supernatural ability was still interfered with.

Fortunately, there was still the Gou-Die pointing out the direction.

Li Yan led everyone forward.

Master Chongxu Zi looked at Li Yan, "Daoist friend Li..."

"Follow me."

Li Yan nodded and took the lead.

This valley was not small, and had been washed by mountain floods time and again, piled with sludge and sand, and some broken black tree trunks.

What was even stranger were the white fossils exposed in the sludge and sand, strange in shape, each one bigger than the last.

Seeing this, Li Yan was also a bit surprised.

Fossils must be buried quickly after death to form, so they were often discovered in rocks.

Seeing such exposed ones was the first time.

This valley seemed to have secrets too...

They hadn't walked long before several corpses were discovered on the ground, all belonging to the Salt Gang, but they had long been skinned, and their flesh had been corroded, turning black.

"Ah—!"

Suddenly, a scream came from ahead.

But the fog surged, and a figure rushed toward them.

After getting closer, Li Yan discovered it was none other than Lu Jiu of the Salt Gang.

At this moment, Lu Jiu had lost his past style, his body covered in pus, scratching until his flesh was bloody, his eyes bloodshot, already insane.

This guy didn't know why, but he hadn't been skinned.

"Be careful, he has become a poison man, don't touch him!"

Old Daoist Master Chongxu reminded in a deep voice, pinched the Dharma Formula, wiped it on his precious sword, and prepared to perform sword energy.

Boom!

Before he could make a move, a roar sounded.

Lu Jiu's upper body exploded with blood, falling to the ground.

Li Yan calmly retracted his gun, took out a magazine from his waist, changed it unhurriedly, and observed his surroundings.

Old Daoist Master Chongxu's eyes twitched, but he didn't say anything.

Lu Jiu was dead, and the Salt Gang people had mostly met with disaster, so everyone quickened their pace.

Li Yan followed the Gou-Die's sensing and soon arrived beside a mountain cave.

This cave was very strange, looking ancient, but with traces of artificial excavation.

Looking at the terrain, it should have been buried deep underground, but was exposed due to earthquakes and mountain floods.

"Who is it?!"

Old Daoist Master Chongxu suddenly spoke, pointing his sword upward.

But on the rock at the cave entrance, three figures walked out slowly: an old man in a purple-faced Confucian robe, a woman in white palace attire, and a one-eyed man in a black Daoist robe holding double knives.

They were the few loose immortals of Wushan...