Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 139 Underground of the Abyss

The next day, it was raining lightly.

Zuo Lingquan got up from Wanwan's bed before dawn, took his belongings with him, and left the house with Tang Jingxuan, heading for Luohunyuan.

The Luohun Abyss is very large, no less than the barren mountains at the southernmost tip of Yuyaozhou. It stretches from east to west and is tens of thousands of miles long. From the sky, it looks like a twisted scar lying on the earth, with miasma permeating it. There are thickets of ancient trees and vines, and there are many cracks extending underground.

No one knows where these cracks lead, and no monk has ever found out how deep they are. It is only known that a monk once got lost in a maze-like underground cave, entered near Linyuan Port, and stayed underground for several years. , and when he came out, he had already run deep into the barren mountains.

Although the experience was quite miserable, when the man came out, he was covered with treasures of heaven and earth, and his cultivation level also improved by leaps and bounds. He went from a down-and-out Independent Cultivator to an 'Immortal Master of many treasures'. His experience still makes people in the Southern Nine The Independent Cultivator who is a mixed bag talks about it.

However, the rumors of getting great opportunities and soaring into the sky are just rumors after all. Such a favored child may not appear in hundreds of years. The reason why Luohun Abyss is called "Luohun Abyss" instead of "Duobaoyuan" is It's because most of the monks who rashly go deep into the cave have their souls return to the ground.

The rift valley near Linyuan Port is only a small section of the entire Fallen Soul Abyss. Because it is close to Tiedong Mansion, there are a lot of monks coming and going. People have already explored the road. It is considered a relatively safe area. Low-level monks like to come here. You can wander around, but to enter it, you still need the guidance of an experienced guide.

At noon, a white crane carrying people landed on the stone cliff on the edge of the Great Rift Valley. Three figures jumped down from the white crane, followed the stone stairs dug by the predecessors, and slowly walked towards the depths of the mist-filled rift valley.

The middle-aged man walking in front is the guide Zuo Lingquan found from the market yesterday, Old Qian, an Independent Cultivator from Qi Refining Shizhong. He has been in Linyuan Port for more than ten years and is familiar with the nearby area. At this time, Carefully introduced:

"...Going down from here is the Sancha Forest. There used to be many krait snakes and spring birds, but unfortunately they were caught and extinct. Not to mention the spiritual grass and so on, the roots were dug up..."

Zuo Lingquan wore a bamboo hat and a raincoat, and an ordinary iron sword hung on his waist. The Mo Yuan sword was wrapped in black cloth and carried on his back. In addition, there was a shield hanging on his back.

Tang Jingxun was also wearing a raincoat, and the skirt underneath was replaced by a loose military uniform common in the arena, holding a compass in his hand; Tuanzi huddled in front of Tang Jingxun's neck, curiously looking into the canyon below.

The Falling Soul Abyss is very long, with endless twisting canyons to the left and right. The fog is thick below, and some tree crowns and firelight can be faintly seen. The surrounding area is not deserted. On the nearby stone cliffs, several groups of Independent Cultivators can be seen going down or returning together.

The roads on the mountain wall were made by predecessors and are not too steep or rugged. Tang Jingxun was not a pampered rich lady, so it was not difficult to walk on the stone wall. However, it was the first time she followed Zuo Lingquan into the deep mountains and forests to hunt for treasures. It was inevitable that she was a little nervous. She asked:

"Is there a vicious beast down there?"

Lao Qian held a hiking pole and walked in front of him. He heard the sound and laughed:

"What a ferocious beast, it's called 'opportunity'; the more powerful the beast, the more valuable its bones, skin and flesh are. For example, Mo Biao, a intact tiger skin costs 20 white jade baht, and the tiger bones can be used to refine the Body Tempering Pill. Price is a factor; the most expensive one is Tiger Whip, which is brewed with fairy wine from Peach Blossom Pond. After drinking it, an eighty-year-old mortal can turn into a twenty-year-old man. As long as you can get it, how much will it cost? How much can a wealthy businessman offer..."

Tang Jingxun was quite obsessed with money. After calculating the conversion ratio of white jade baht and silver, he said:

"If you calculate it this way, wouldn't a Mo Biao be worth more than ten thousand taels of silver? Where can you find one?"

"If I knew where to meet you, would I still lead you? I would have gone there myself. Digging for medicine and treasure in the deep mountains depends on your own luck. If you are lucky, you will naturally meet. If you are not lucky, you will have a safe journey. When you come, No matter what, it will still be the same when you go back..."

Zuo Lingquan was very interested in hearing this and did not interrupt. He just walked behind Tang Jingxun and paid attention to the surrounding environment.

The rugged dense forest under the rift valley is not flat. There are long-standing stone cracks everywhere on the ground. Rainwater pours into them, and it seems that it will never be filled, and it seeps endlessly deep into the ground.

As the height dropped, the three of them entered a mist composed of miasma and water mist. Lao Qian covered his face with a piece of black cloth, which was regarded as a Law Weapon to filter toxins in the air. Both Zuo Lingquan and Tang Jingxun could hold their breath for a long time, but they couldn't hold it in when they could exhale and exhale. They also covered their mouths and noses with black cloth.

The fog in the canyon was very thick, and it was raining lightly. Only about ten feet of nearby scenery could be seen, and most of it was blocked by dense woods. The atmosphere was depressing and a little scary.

Zuo Lingquan walked for a while and found that there were quite a lot of people in the canyon. Not far away, he could see a few temporary tents. Young monks gathered in twos and threes, some making fires to cook, some sitting cross-legged and refining, and some I'll look at it a few times as I pass by.

Tang Jingxun was actually relatively timid, so he got close to Zuo Lingquan and stayed close to him.

The three of them walked forward and gradually came to a wide crack. The crack was more than ten feet wide and bottomless, cutting off the way forward. The monks who also came to hunt for treasures all went to the left and right, along the canyon to the distance. OK.

Lao Qian stopped in front of the wide crack and said:

"Sancha Forest means Sanchakou. If you want to dig for heavenly materials and earthly treasures, you can go east-west along the Luohun Abyss, or you can enter the underground from here. It depends on which way you want to go."

Zuo Lingquan walked to the edge of the crack, looked down and asked:

"Money is always a guide. Where do you think it's better to go?"

Lao Qian held his hiking pole and thought about it for a while:

"In the dense forests on the left and right, there are too many people walking together, so you usually can't find good things. You are all half-stepping into the spiritual valley, so it shouldn't be a big problem to go underground. I have gone in with people many times before, and we can go deeper. For four to five miles, I know the way back, but no matter how far I go, I won’t go back because I won’t be able to come back.”

"What's down there?"

"Five-color soil, black water jade and the like are all materials for refining weapons and are valuable. If you go deeper, it is said that you can even find the essence of the Five Elements. However, Patriarch Youhuang may not be able to reach that place. Let’s not even think about it.”

Zuo Lingquan's Mo Yuan Sword was made of black water jade. He knew the value of these materials and said softly:

"Then go down there."

Lao Qian's eyes moved slightly, and he smiled softly. Without saying any more, he climbed along the grooves on the cracked stone wall and climbed deeper into the bottomless rift valley.

Tang Jingxun's cultivation level was quite high, but she had never experienced climbing up and down before. Zuo Lingquan was afraid that she would accidentally fall into the rift valley, so he hugged her waist and climbed up the stone wall with one hand. Go down.

Tang Jingxuan blushed and wanted to refuse, but looking at the dark abyss below, she still didn't dare to care about the defense between men and women. She let Zuo Lingquan hold her soft waist and hooked Zuo Lingquan's waist with his hand. Shoulder.

The canyon is full of mist, and the light is already dim. After entering the underground crack for more than a hundred feet, the surroundings become pitch black. When the rock wall is touched, the sound of rain and wind disappears, and only a few beasts coming from below the abyss can be heard. It sounds like a cry, and the environment is a bit eerie.

Lao Qian took out a lighting stick and illuminated the surrounding environment. The raised rock wall was full of rocks, and there were many carcasses of birds and beasts. There was a crack in the cave in front, and I didn't know where it led. at.

Lao Qian walked in front, entering the cave through the gap in the stone cliff, and traveling deep underground along the ninety-eight bends of the cave. There were many forks along the way. Occasionally, he would encounter open and spacious underground spaces. The stone walls were carved with various inscriptions. This kind of trace is probably used by monks to record routes.

Zuo Lingquan took Tang Jingxun and walked about two miles underground along the cave. During the process, he also found a few glowing mushrooms, but nothing of value was found; until he came to the vicinity of an underground river. , Lao Qian's eyes lit up, and he pointed to a black stone next to the underground river:

"Oh~ You're really lucky. It seems to be cold iron ore. It must have been washed out by the underground river. This time you can get your money back."

Tang Jingxuan followed Zuo Lingquan every step of the way, holding a treasure hunting compass in his hand to explore the surrounding area. At this time, the pointer on the compass also pointed to the black stone beside the dark river.

Zuo Lingquan came here just to pan for gold. He was naturally happy to see something good and walked quickly to the underground river more than ten feet away, ready to pick up stones.

But just as Zuo Lingquan took two steps, his ears twitched slightly and he heard extremely subtle footsteps coming from behind.

Tread...tread...

The footsteps belonged to Lao Qian, slowly retreating in the direction of the crack in the ground where they had just entered.

? !

Zuo Lingquan felt bad, but the expression of joy on his face did not change. The iron sword at his waist was already unsheathed, and a black sword energy struck Lao Qian with lightning speed. At the same time, he turned around and hugged Tang Jingxun. Run towards the way you came.

Lao Qian clasped his hands behind his back and retreated calmly. Before he could see clearly what was going on, the big man's head shot up into the sky.

Before his consciousness dissipated, his head spun around in the air. When his vision turned towards the dark river again, Zuo Lingquan had already run past the headless body, and four figures rushed out of the dark river next to the iron ore, shouting and shouting at the same time. Come:

"What a clever boy!"

"Hurry up and chase..."

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I've been in a bad state these past few days. I can't get into the main plot, and I can't express my feelings. I'm really sorry. Let Aguan adjust it...

(end of this chapter)