Drunk Immortal Gourd

After finishing speaking, Meng Qianji clapped his hands toward the door, and then a row of dancers walked into the hall. These dancers were all young and beautiful. They wore thin gauze clothes and showed off their proud figures. They did not need to dance. Just standing there is pleasing to the eye, and Meng Qianji really put a lot of thought into it.

Then the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, a magical mist filled the hall, and the beauties began to dance gracefully. The beautiful music, graceful figures, graceful dance steps, coupled with the mellow wine and tempting food, made everyone feel restless. Everyone couldn't help but be intoxicated, fearing that the days of immortals would be nothing more than this, so the monks changed cups and drank to their heart's content, unconsciously forgetting the time.

Yangchi and others had doubts about many things before coming. For example, the dungeon appeared very suddenly. It was strange that none of the god-transformation monks who came before, including Meng Qianji, were dead. Where did the smell of blood at the entrance of the cave come from? Where did the dungeon go? There were so many fine wines, food, and singers here, and they even made a decision to report the matter to Huoyan Venerable and others in Qianji City as soon as possible after investigating the truth. But after arriving here, no one mentioned these things again. Everyone At this time, it seemed that all the worries and chores were forgotten, and all the worries and chores were abandoned, leaving only the indulgent feasting and singing and dancing.

Qingyang was no exception. I don't know how long it took, but a coolness suddenly hit his heart. Qingyang's mind became clear for a while. He shook his head and looked around. He was dumbfounded. The previous singing and dancing had long disappeared, and the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion had disappeared. There was no trace, and he was sitting among a pile of bones.

The location he was in was an empty underground cave. There was no dungeon, city lord's palace, Meng Qianji and guard camp, and there were no singers and fine wine and food. Instead, there were only bones and pungent blood all over the floor. Taste, no need to ask about these bones, most likely they belong to those miners.

The other eight monks were also nearby, but they were in a very bad state at this time. Like Qingyang, they were sitting among a pile of corpses. Moreover, these people were all drunk and confused, with smiles on their faces, and were following people. They were getting excited by changing cups, and some people even grabbed a severed leg from the side and started to chew on it, as if they were eating some unparalleled delicacy, with a look of intoxication on their faces.

Only then did Qingyang realize that everything before was false. Tens of thousands of miners had long died in this mine. The smell of blood that he smelled before should have come from here, but when they came After arriving here, I fell under the spell of hallucination, so I saw the so-called underground city and Meng Qianji and his party, and drank happily in the city lord's mansion. If I hadn't been stimulated by the cool air released by the Drunken Immortal Gourd, I would have never After waking up from the psychedelic art, he must still be intoxicated like everyone else. Maybe he is gnawing on a leg bone, which makes me sick just thinking about it.

Fortunately, the psychedelic technique here only trapped everyone, and was not very aggressive. No one took this opportunity to attack them. Otherwise, how could they still be alive at this time? However, this psychedelic technique is powerful enough, and it can actually make so many of their god-transformation monks fall into the trap at the same time. If Qingyang hadn’t carried the Drunken Immortal Gourd, which worked at the critical moment, they would not be able to wake up. Over time, the consequences would be It's hard to say. When the mastermind behind the scenes comes back, everyone will definitely die.

Thinking of this, Qingyang did not dare to delay any longer, and quickly took out a few Qingling Pills from his body, came to Yangchi and others, suddenly stopped them, and pushed the pills into each other's mouths. Qing Ling Dan is a kind of elixir that exorcises evil spirits and breaks down obstacles. It is very effective in dispelling illusions. It works quickly after entering the mouth. Yang Chi and others wake up from the illusion one after another. After seeing clearly the environment they are in, Immediately, they understood the previous situation, and they were all frightened and grateful to Qingyang.

Yang Chi sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect that there would be such a powerful illusion array in this mine, which could trap so many god-transforming monks at the same time. If fellow Taoist Qingyang hadn't woken up in time, all of us would have been trapped here. It’s all in vain that I have achieved spiritual transformation and perfect cultivation, and I need fellow Taoist Qingyang to save me.”

Qingyang said: "Everyone comes out together. Naturally, we have to watch and help each other. Some trivial matters are not important. We are still in danger. Let's take a look at these bones first to see if we can find any clues."

Hua Mian Granny woke up early and had already looked through many miners' bones. After hearing this, she said: "I did a rough count and found that there are tens of thousands of miners' bones here. They are similar to the ones on the mineral veins that Gongyang Yu mentioned before. There are about the same number of miners, so they should all be here, but the bones here have been rotting for a long time, leaving only some withered bones and carrion. It is impossible to tell what kind of trauma they suffered before death, let alone their expressions and movements when they died. , it may be difficult to find useful clues.”

Hearing this, Gong Yangyu said doubtfully: "The bones of monks corrode much slower than those of ordinary people. The higher the level of cultivation, the slower the corruption. The leader of the miners is a Jindan monk, and the person in charge is a person with Nascent Soul." It’s only been more than a year since I cultivated my body, so the bones shouldn’t have decayed so quickly.”

Yang Chi said: "It's hard to say. Under normal circumstances, the bones of high-level monks will not decay so quickly. In some special circumstances, it is still possible. It is probably the method of the people behind the scenes."

"Have the bones of the guard camp and the god-transformation monks such as Meng Qianji been found?" Qingyang asked casually.

Hua Mian Granny said: "No special bones were found, and they are probably not among them. However, it is possible that their bones were also processed by people behind the scenes, and we could not find them among them."

Since the body of the guard camp and Meng Qianji could not be found, it was impossible to judge the seriousness of the matter. Yangchi frowned and said: "The water has its source and the tree has its roots. The phantom formation here will definitely not appear for no reason. Since the body cannot be found, , let’s look for it in other places, maybe there will be…”

Before Yang Chi finished speaking, he heard Hua Mian Granny shouting: "Clue, I found the clue."

"What clues?" Everyone became more energetic and gathered towards Hua Mian Granny.

I saw the flower-faced old woman pointing to the piles of corpses around her and saying, "These countless corpses may seem chaotic, but if you look closely, you will find that they are arranged according to certain rules. It should be a special formation, although I have not seen it. Through this formation, we can roughly judge that this formation has the ability to psychedelic and control enemies. The psychedelic technique we used before is the effect of the formation. "

The principles of formations are all the same. Hua Mian Granny is proficient in formations, and it is normal for her to be able to see the clues. She used the bones of tens of thousands of monks to arrange the formation. No wonder the psychedelic effect is so strong that she can trap nine god-transforming monks. Who did it? Not only killed tens of thousands of miners, but also set up a formation here. This formation was so brutal and bloody that ordinary monks couldn't do such a thing. Could it be that there are really demons here?

"Are you saying that in addition to being psychedelic, this formation also has an enemy-defeating effect?" Yuanbao Boy suddenly asked.