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Assessment tasks?

For a long time, series title tasks have been automatically obtained by completing the task progress. Why is the title of the Dominator series so special that it must complete special assessment tasks to obtain it?

What makes the task progress soar?

All these questions were mixed in the too messy and crazy thoughts. The SAN value of 10 points was an unprecedented and extremely low number. Wei Xun's mind shook, and his ears were filled with endless buzzing. Nothing could be seen clearly in front of me, only bright and pure patches of color.

Large and small blocks of bright colors filled his entire vision, and every breath was filled with a fragrant fragrance that could make people drunk. It was different from every time when SAN was low. In the past, when Wei Xun saw low SAN, he always saw scary ghosts and scary noises, but this time he saw flowers in front of him.

It was as if the whole person was thrown into a kaleidoscope. The ever-changing but always gorgeous color blocks not only did not make him feel irritated and confused, but instead made him feel energetic, relaxed and happy. He couldn't help but want to indulge in it, like an absolutely beautiful Dreamland.

Wei Xun was attracted by these colorful patches and subconsciously wanted to step in, but he couldn't move. It was as if some strange rope was wrapped around his body, restricting his movements.

Before Wei Xun could make another move, the next second he saw golden-red light covering countless colorful blocks, a round red sun rising like a stick figure, and the outwardly bending and radiating sunlight seemed to have substance, piercing a A bright color block.

"ah--!!"

It was as if there were sharp and piercing wails one after another. The color blocks were trembling, struggling, and groaning as if they were alive, but they were still pierced by the sunlight and shattered. The falling paint made twisted and intermittent cries. The same sound as the humming of the sun.

'Wei Xun, Wei Xun...'

‘Wei Xun——’

It's a name tag!

Wei Xun suddenly came back to his senses. He suddenly felt that the sun representing the name tag and the chant-like buzzing sound were very familiar! If you don't listen to it reciting its name and just listen to this buzzing, it is very similar to the auditory hallucinations that sound under the mental pollution of the crazy sun!

But before Wei Xun could take a closer look at the sun, the moment he regained consciousness, the sun's edge among the colorful patches of color was annihilated and disappeared. Together with those colorful patches, only a burning and shining mark was left on his retina.

[SAN value: 1 point]

After locking the San, Wei Xun immediately swallowed the purified royal jelly in his mouth. The SAN value of a name tag will not return to zero, but the SAN value dropped to one point is enough to prove how dangerous it was just now. This is the first time Wei Xun has seen the ghost of a name tag in his hallucination!

Wei Xun did not open his eyes. Even if he swallowed the purified royal jelly, his SAN value would increase very slowly. According to common sense, it should have returned to full quickly, but now that Wei Xun was counting ten times in his heart, the SAN value was about to return to 30.

No, it’s not that the reply is slow, but that while the royal jelly is returning to the SAN quickly, Wei Xun is still dropping the SAN quickly! After taking a few more drops of royal jelly to ensure that he could return to SAN at any time, Wei Xun opened his eyes.

He found that he was being carried by Taoist Ban Ming, with Hong Zheng leading the way. The ancestor of Yinshan didn't know where he went, while Taoist Hong Zhan and Ban Ming stepped on the raised rocks on the rock wall carefully like rock sheep, walking hard at a height of nearly ten meters from the bottom of the pit, avoiding the middle The main hall, carefully go around back.

‘Shhh. ’

Wei Xun moved slightly, and Taoist Taoist Bansheng stiffened suddenly, and a hissing sound came from Mung Bean in his ears. Wei Xun stopped moving at the right time and watched Taoist Ban Ming communicate with Hong Zhan. He changed routes one by one and found a hollow on the rock wall as quickly as possible and hid in it temporarily.

After entering this pit, Wei Xun discovered that it was not natural, but more like it was dug by man. It was one person tall and half a meter wide, just enough for them to enter. When they entered, everyone changed their positions, with Taoist Ban Ming in the room and Hong Zhan in the back. Once fully entered, the entrance was blocked tightly like a stone sealing the door.

"Crack."

There was a soft sound, and the faint fire light lit up, reflecting Taoist Ban Ming's worried expression. It was a red wedding candle with only half of it left. The candlelight flickered, and Taoist Ban Ming put Bing 250 down, frowning and looking at it carefully.

Wei Xun had noticed something strange when he was on the back of Banming Taoist. After he was put down, he moved a little and realized that he was tied up with a pure black ink rope.

And he is not alienated. After all, this pit can barely be squeezed in by a normal person, but if it is the alienated demon Wei Xun, it is absolutely impossible for him to get in.

Thinking of the time in the low SAN fantasy world, there seemed to be an invisible rope restraining his movements, preventing Wei Xun from touching those colorful patches. It should be this rope. The function should be similar to a name tag, so that the tour guide will not completely lose control and alienate.

The other end of the rope was in the hands of the half-life Taoist who was sweating profusely.

Bing250 is not heavy, but it is still a grown man. Carrying him on the steep rock wall was also a heavy psychological pressure. No wonder Taoist Bansheng was sweating from exhaustion.

After looking at Bing250 for a long time, Taoist Ban Ming's expression was slightly relaxed, but he still raised his heart, circled his index finger and thumb, and gestured "OK" in front of Wei Xun.

"How much is this?"

Wei Xun:......

"I'm fine now."

Wei Xun said hoarsely: "Let me go."

Ban Ming Taoist had his own criteria for judgment. He took another talisman and lit it in front of Wei Xun. He stared at the slowly rising green smoke and muttered something. After looking at it for a long time, he relaxed his brows and loosened Wei Xun's ties. The two of them were in a deadlock position, with Hong Zhan blocking the entrance of the pit, Ban Ming Taoist at the innermost position, and Wei Xun between Ban Ming Taoist and Hong Zhan.

This hole is narrow and was completely blocked by Taoist Half Life just now. But when he lowered his head and leaned over to untie the ink rope for Wei Xun, the scene behind the half-life Taoist was revealed to Wei Xun's eyes.

Behind the half-life Taoist's shoulder, there is a green and twisted grimace.

The candlelight was dim, and the ghost's face was at the junction of weak light and darkness. The ghost's eyes were wide open, with a little black hole in the eye, and his face was ferocious, seeming to be smiling but not laughing, or crying but not crying. It was extremely deformed and twisted, with a wide mouth that took up three-quarters of the entire face, and sharp teeth. It leaned forward, as if it wanted to swallow the half-life Taoist's entire head.

But Wei Xun didn't move or make a sound.

"How are you feeling now?"

Then Wei Xun saw Taoist Ban Ming turn around calmly and insert the half of the wedding candle into the bloody mouth of the green ghost face.

This ghostly bronze statue is actually a lamp.

"fine."

Wei Xun said briefly, following his gaze, Taoist Bansheng glanced at the lamp behind him again, and said with a smile: "Are you scared? Don't be afraid, this is just a sacrificial lamp for a ghost."

"The mountain god is in charge of the mountains, rivers and forests. Previously, there was a hidden word engraved on the Nuanyu gate, called 'Yanshan', which is the honorific title of the mountain god here."

"The Mountain God of Yanshan is the eighth mountain god in the mountain tree. He has two soul boys, four boys, and eighty-one mountain ghosts under his command. These ghosts are the ghosts in charge of the willow trees in the mountain forest."

The willow tree is a ghost tree, different from other trees. Taoist Ban Ming calculated the direction and chose the lamplight where it was located to rest temporarily, which was the safest. Of course, now is not the time to show off your academic hours. After a brief explanation, Taoist Ban Ming asked worriedly about the situation of Bing 250.

"You almost fell down just now."

Taoist Ban Ming was still frightened: "Fortunately, I brought the ink rope and I can tie you up. But with my current strength, if your SAN value goes to zero and you go crazy, I won't be able to save you."

Therefore, the fact that Wei Xun's SAN value has not returned to zero is due to his name tag. Taoist Ban Ming was honest and didn't ask for many jobs. When Bing 250 didn't take the initiative, he didn't ask too many questions. He explained in a few words what had just happened.

From the time he entered the fifth floor of the underground palace to when Wei Xun woke up, only ten minutes had actually passed.

"This Yinshan ancestor has a lot of background. He dares to jump directly into this land."

Taoist Half Life clicked his tongue and said: "Fortunately, she still understands the seriousness and did not wake up the dragon soul and keel. Otherwise, we would all have to go see the Lord of Hell."

"Dragon Soul and Dragon Bone?"

Wei Xun thought of the scene he saw on the cliff, the clear spring surging in the middle of the pit hall, the entwined golden dragons and white dragons, and the white rabbits running and jumping on the green grass. These things may be just as illusion as those colorful patches of color. Wei Xun really wants to know what those things are in the eyes of Taoist Ban Ming.

Now that the ancestor of Yinshan is away, it is a good opportunity to test.

"hiss--"

Taoist Ban Ming was wiping his sweat, and his face twisted in pain when he wiped a spot. Wei Xun raised his eyes and saw that after he took off the Taoist robe from his upper body, he saw a terrifying black spot as big as a bowl on the right side of his neck, stretching across his thin shoulders and back, all the way to his collarbone.

The black spot was sunken and festering, filled with filthy pus, so rotten that one could almost see the bones, and it was spreading outward at a speed visible to the naked eye. Taoist Ban Ming gritted his teeth. The copper coin sword was like a sharp blade in his hand. Taoist Ban Ming dug out the pus and black flesh until the blood could be seen, and then applied incense ash.

This was obviously extremely painful, and Taoist Bansheng couldn't help but groaned, his whole body was covered in cold sweat, his veins were tight, and his face was pale. Seeing that he was holding a bandage in his mouth and his movements were deformed in pain, as if he was trying to bandage the affected area himself, but it was extremely difficult, so Wei Xun helped.

Taoist Ban Ming hesitated for a moment, then handed the other half of the bandage into Wei Xun's hands.

With the excuse to help bandage, Wei Xun was able to observe Taoist Ban Ming's injuries at close range. Although Ban Ming Taoist dug out all the black and rotten meat and applied incense ash in time, the edges were still yellow and black again, and the buttocks were exposed——

It has a refreshing fragrance.

"It smells bad, right?"

Taoist Ban Ming saw Bing 250's silence and thought that this was still a young tour guide after all. He had never seen the big world and the current situation was serious. He would inevitably be frightened. He joked and smiled to liven up the atmosphere: "Does it smell like rotten pork? I Let me tell you, it’s pretty good. The smell of the Pharaoh’s Shroud is really smoky, and even your team can’t stand it!”

"When the coffin was lifted, my dear, it was like tens of thousands of herring cans exploding. Captain An was standing at the front and paused for three seconds. Later he said that he had fallen into the illusion of the Pharaoh. Hey, I just If you don’t believe it, I must have been passed out due to the smoke, and I’m embarrassed to say it because of my face.”

"He used the Return Knife to pry open the coffin lid. I heard that the knife was pickled. The gun he used for a whole year after he went back never touched the Return Knife."

Taoist Ban Ming said that he was happy. He wrapped the remaining bandages with a smile and gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

Demo, is there still an atmosphere that I can't enliven?

However, what he didn't expect was that Bing Er50's next words stunned him.

"Is this the smell of the abyss?"

The half-life Taoist raised his head in astonishment, and when Wei Xun saw his expression, he felt that he might have guessed the idea.

What turns smelly into fragrant, ugly into beautiful, scary into clean and beautiful?

At first Wei Xun thought it was a low SAN value, but if a low SAN would have such an impact, then Taoist Ban Ming and the Yinshan Ancestor should know about it. I knew the scene in his Bing250 eyes was different. But judging from the performance of these two people, I'm afraid it's not because of this. Or maybe it's not just because of this.

Wei Xun thought about whether this might be related to the Death Token on his body, or whether it might be related to his identity as the tomb keeper, but the substantial increase in the progress of the Domination Series title mission made him think more about the abyss.

really.

"Yes, this is the stink of the abyss."

Taoist Ban Ming hesitated, as if he was thinking about whether to tell Bing 250 so much, but then he thought again and felt that if he didn't explain clearly, Bing 250 might still want to grab the dragon bone.

"It is the smell of the abyss, and the smell of the 'god' after death."

The half-life Taoist finally lowered his voice: "Have you seen that black swamp that looks like roiling rotten flesh?"

"Yanshan is dead."

call--

After these words were spoken, a dark wind seemed to blow through him. The candlelight flickered, dimmed suddenly, and trembled as if it would go out at any moment. Wei Xun looked up and saw the bulging eyes of the ghost lantern behind Taoist Ban Ming, which seemed to be staring at them.

Wei Xun didn't see any swamp, but he could also think of what Taoist Ban Ming was talking about.

There is a clear spring in the middle of the hall.

If that was the mark left by the death of the mountain god, then what Wei Xun saw, the tail end of the golden dragon immersed in the spring water, probably represented something extremely terrifying.

Sure enough, he then heard Taoist Taoist Half Life say: "It's very bad, this dragon vein has been contaminated and fused by the dead mountain god. Why someone collects death energy is not the most important reason for the collapse of the dragon bone."

Taoist Ban Ming cursed, with a rare emotion and a solemn expression: "This place is really dangerous. It is as difficult as Level 5 Extremely Dangerous, and may even be higher. We must leave immediately!"

The fifth level is extremely dangerous. Except that it is not 30 degrees north latitude, it can be called an unsolvable level. Wei Xun frowned, thinking of the Yinshan Ancestor.

Does the puppet master know the true situation on the fifth floor of this underground palace?

You should know.

Then what is her ultimate goal in stealing the dragon bone?

"Does it hurt?"

Taoist Ban Ming was very anxious. He took out gourds containing pills one by one as if he had seven gourd dolls with him, and drank a lot of medicine. These medicines don't look like those sold in hotel malls, but they are very effective. The wound, which was originally oozing thick black blood, completely soaked through the bandage within two minutes, and finally stopped oozing blood.

Wei Xun helped Taoist Ban Ming change the bandage again, but Taoist Ban Ming, who was always good-looking, actually cried in pain this time.

"Of course it hurts. It hurts Master Dao to death."

The half-life Taoist choked up, wiped away his tears, and said sadly: "Maybe I'm going to die here. I promised to take care of myself in old age. I think all my fame will be gone for the rest of my life. It's really embarrassing."

The half-life Taoist burst into tears and was immersed in abnormal sadness. Wei Xun felt something was wrong. The scent he could smell in his nose was getting stronger and stronger, as if someone had spilled a whole bottle of perfume. A rich aroma came from the hole blocked by red zombies. Wei Xun looked back and saw a terrifying scene.

The red stiffness is melting!

Scarlet mucus flowed from its body like drops of blood and tears. Its broad shoulders were now shriveled and thin. The most terrifying thing was that its chest had been completely corroded. The thick, oily liquid occupied the cavity in the chest, and The scarlet mucus fused together and turned into an earthy brown-black paste.

A piece of green grass sprouted on the 'soil' and appeared in front of Wei Xun's eyes.

No, the situation is deteriorating rapidly. Did the ancestor of Yinshan take action? Taoist Ban Ming was still crying, his eyes were sometimes sober and sometimes sad, and Wei Xun could see that he was struggling. During the struggle, Taoist Ban Ming desperately took out the Sanmao Token, but the incomplete token was soaked in a layer of dirty black and could not be used.

"Hey, if I really want to die, why don't you put on a scarlet cloak and give me a knife? I'll treat it as if I was stabbed to death by someone who wanted to kill me. Stabbing me in the heart is at least better than dying in this little smelly ditch. QAQ”

Taoist Ban Ming held Wei Xun's hand from behind, clenching his teeth as he cried sadly. Wei Xun met his eyes and saw clearly the determination in Taoist Ban Ming's eyes - he didn't tell lies, he wanted to let Bing Erwu Zero comes and stabs him! At the critical moment, the half-life Taoist is so ruthless that he must restore his sanity at any cost!

Poke, poke quickly!

At this moment, Taoist Ban Ming seemed to have a schizophrenia. He was crying like a mess on the outside, but he was very anxious inside. When he saw that Bing 250 did not draw his sword, but directly pressed his hand on his chest, the half-life Taoist burst into tears even more fiercely, but he was cursing in his heart.

Poke! Stab him with the aura of a murderer! No way, no way, Bing250 can’t do it, right?

"belch."

The half-life Taoist burped, and all the sadness in his heart suddenly disappeared. The tears on his face hadn't stopped yet. He wiped them away and looked at the light green line connecting himself and Bing250 with a strange expression.

Taoist Ban Ming moved his hands and feet, calmed down, and took some more medicine. Then he touched the extremely thin thread with his finger.

"Not a puppet?"

"no."

"I said so."

Able to suppress emotions, silk threads, the first thing that Taoist Half Life thought of was puppets. For example, Fa Gui Yi 49, the dolls of the Shepherd Alliance, and the Puppet Master Jia Er all follow the path of puppets.

But the most important thing about a puppet is that its thoughts are controlled and there is no privacy at all. Taoist Half Life has his own way of checking himself. He found that the thread is different from the puppet.

"Connected or broken."

Wei Xun said that it was his first time to use a string, and he found that it was difficult to force a connection. Although a traveler with Taoist Half Life's strength could connect, the other party could easily break the thread.

We can no longer use it to plot against the Yinshan Ancestor.

Wei Xun thought regretfully. After all, this is not a puppet line. Even if it can be connected for a moment, its function is to eliminate positive buffs such as fear and sadness, rather than directly controlling the opponent.

"Stay connected, something's not right outside."

Wei Xun showed Taoist Ban Ming the title of "Thread Pulling". Of course, Wei Xun had some reservations and only showed him, "You pull the thread, and the person bound by your thread will not feel pain or sadness. Only You will feel full of happiness. To get more happiness, he/she/it will fight for you! ’ This is the first half.

He was not shown the number of thread pulls, the male effect was halved, and 'So from today on, please learn to be a great mother! ’ and other comments.

"What a good title, very suitable for being a tour guide."

The half-life Taoist smacked his lips and was moved by Bing250 again. Taoist Half-Life is well-informed and has poisonous eyes. He can tell at a glance that this is clearly a top-notch team-enhancing title. Especially for high-end journeys full of spiritual pollution, this title is very useful!

The thin green thread between him and Bing250 disappeared after ten seconds, which meant that the tie between the two was established.

"You are weak now. If you try to trick the enemy, the thread will be easily broken and you will not be able to fall back. It is better to play support and strengthen your teammates."

It would be great if Bing 250 could be brought to metaphysics. Really, according to his observations along the way, Bing 250 and the Ximingren were really not on the same path! Really suitable for group tours!

Half-life Taoist people are embarrassed. In their eyes, the status of a tour guide who is powerful alone and a tour guide with group buffs are completely different! The latter is rarer and more precious. Especially for a title like Liansi, which doesn't have much negative impact. Of course, the point of "the more you fight, the happier you are" is actually scary in detail, but it's pretty good in comparison.

With Ban Ming Taoist as a very cooperative test subject, Wei Xun tried out more potential rules of the title.

As a male, he affects all aspects, such as the time when the tie was established. If he merges with Xiao Cui, these ten seconds can be reduced to five seconds. If Xiaocui advances, his strength will also increase, and this thread can be pulled in seconds at the fastest.

It is easiest to break when the tie has not yet been established. Although Taoist Ban Ming had his doubts, he showed no resistance at all. If he encounters a strong person who is wary and hostile towards him, this thread may be broken immediately.

If the tie string is broken before it is established, Wei Xun will suffer backlash. But if the tie is established, the initiative will be in Wei Xun's hands. He can choose when to break the thread, and neither party is harmed. And if the other party chooses to forcibly break the thread, he will suffer a hundredfold backlash from the pain, sadness, and countless negative emotions suppressed in the thread.

"It was the mountain god crying just now. With the priesthood here, I was deeply affected."

Taoist Ban Ming explained, sealed the Sanmao Token in his hand, walked to Hong Zheng distressedly, and stared at its chest. In the eyes of Taoist Ban Ming, only the skull was left that was almost corroded. From its neck down, the red skin was filled with greasy lumps that smelled like rotten grease.

These hard lumps undulated and swayed as if they were breathing, and circled like a whirlpool. They were covered with bulges like grease particles, but the whole body was deeply concave, like a giant hair follicle.

What grew out of the hair follicles was an extremely thick thorn that penetrated its entire chest and nailed the red stiffness to the mouth of the pit.

"The mountain gods cried, and the dragon's mane grew."

Taoist Ban Ming was calm - he should have been nervous and worried, but without negative emotions, Taoist Ban Ming even smiled at Bing 250: "The dragon's mane is very long, this is just the tip."

"But the fifth floor of the underground palace is full of dragon meat. Soon dragon manes will grow all over the cave. We must leave as soon as possible."

Dragon mane, dragon meat.

Wei Xun looked at the brown-black 'soil' on the red chest and the tender grass blades growing on the soil. He thought thoughtfully and suddenly said: "The soil is dragon meat, and the grass is dragon mane?"

"Yes, do you understand this too?"

Taoist Ban Ming carefully cut off the red and stiff head with a copper coin sword and put it away - the body could no longer be taken away, but the head was still there and could be cultivated again when he returned.

"The dragon is the veins of the mountain, the earth is the dragon's flesh, the stone is the dragon's bone, and the vegetation is the dragon's hair*"

"The cry of the mountain god is regarded as rain. After the rain, the grass and trees grow, and the dragon's mane grows - do you want me to carry you?"

"No, let's go together."

Wei Xun refused, and Hong Zhan was unable to fight, relying on him and Ban Ming Taoist. He is not very light, and his strength will definitely be affected if he loses half of his life.

"OK."

Although he knew that Bing250 was doing the right thing, being unable to carry him on his back or get in close contact still made Taoist Half Life a little unhappy - no, no, Bing250 was thinking about him, and they would start fighting later. , we still have to rely on him to protect Bing250!

Thinking of this, Taoist Ban Ming was suddenly full of fighting spirit, his wounds no longer hurt, and he was no longer sad and anxious - you should know that he was still in a little pain just now. Bing250 is weak and cannot exert its pulling effect to its best, nor can it suppress sadness and negative emotions 100%.

But as long as he spends half his life thinking about fighting for Bing250 and using his thoughts to make up for the shortcomings, then he won't feel any pain at all!

This title is a bit scary.

The half-life Taoist has a good reputation, but he has no time to think about it now. He thought hard about fighting for Bing250, protecting Bing250 to the death, and adjusting his condition to the best. Here Wei Xun looked at the figure of the half-life Taoist, thoughtfully.

【Qualified task object detected! 】

【Qualified task object detected! 】

The hotel prompt sounded in Wei Xun's mind.

[Cold-blooded Title Assessment Task]

[Task name: Real cold-blooded]

[Task description: How can we cool down the blood? When a person who truly loves you, trusts you, is loyal to you, and feels happy because of your existence is betrayed and killed by you. His cold and desperate tears can freeze all blood. 】

[Reward: Purple Title Cold-blooded! 】

Wei Xun moved his fingers slightly and wound the thread. The half-life Taoist over there quickly sorted out his mood. The two of them walked in tandem. Instead of going out from the red and stiff body with dragon manes, they turned around. The half-life Taoist changed his willow sword and used it again. They chanted incantations and pinched their hands, and finally enshrined the burning ashes of the willow sword on the Mao ghost lamp.

Then the ghost lantern turned its back, revealing a secret passage hidden in the mountain wall!

"Among the eighty-one mountain ghosts, the Mao ghost and the Zhao ghost are friends, and the Sophora ghost is the enemy."

The secret passage was not long, and the exit was blocked by a pink ghost-faced lamp. Taoist Ban Ming repeated his old trick and took out a red peach wood sword and burned it as a sacrifice to the omen ghost, and successfully made the omen ghost's lantern make way.

Coming out of the hole where the Omen Ghost Lantern was, Wei Xun glanced around and saw at a glance that the opposite half of the cave wall was covered with brown soil, covered with green grass, and occasionally there were ten There are several small trees that look full of life.

But in the eyes of normal people, this scene is by no means "full of life". Taoist Ban Ming's expression was blank for a moment, but Wei Xun could vaguely feel the fear, anxiety and instinctive disgust in his heart.

[The lamp of Kunlun wood is the only way out. 】

The advice of the half-life Taoist rang in Mung Bean's ears.

【Follow me closely】

Wei Xun showed some alienation and walked steadily on the steep rock wall. The half-life Taoist took delicate steps, as graceful and light as a white crane, leading the way. The two of them held their breath and concentrated in silence.

After removing all negative emotions and no longer being affected by the mountain god's cry, Taoist Ban Ming was extremely calm. His brain was running rapidly, calculating the location of the Kunlun wooden lantern and the route they were walking without being distracted.

But Wei Xun was distracted. He followed Taoist Ban Ming forward quietly, but his eyes fell on the hall that was sunk deep into the ground. The earth is the dragon's flesh, the rocks are the dragon's bones, and the vegetation is the dragon's hair - the natural and harmonious scene in the hall has a specific correspondence in Wei Xun.

Perhaps as they walked along, the black stone of unknown material beneath their feet was the dragon bone. This underground palace, the entire Xiaotang Mountain, and even the next attraction, Tianshou Mountain.

What about the golden dragon and silver dragon beside the spring? Is it a dragon soul? And why do you show this attitude?

Silver dragon... This reminded Wei Xun of the white snake spirit that disappeared in the underground palace. Even with the complete White Snake skull, most of its snake bones, and Tai Sui Shan Weng's spiritual energy, it could not be completely restored.

Will some of the White Snake spirits be imprisoned here?

Wei Xun looked at the center of the hall again. He saw different things from Taoist Ban Ming, but he saw them more clearly. It can be said that without the influence of those dirty mental pollutions, what Wei Xun saw was the essence. He wanted to take a closer look at the entwined posture of the golden dragon and silver dragon, whether they were nurturing each other, fighting each other to death, or devouring each other.

But at one glance, Wei Xun's heart moved slightly.

He saw the Yinshan Ancestor.

The ancestor of Yinshan hid behind a lush bush that had just grown. She held a tight black thin string in her hand, and moved her wrist slightly like flying a kite, carefully controlling the movement of the thin string.

This tight black thread is hidden in the green grass - if these grasses are all "dragon manes" several meters long and wrapped in thick and sticky "dragon meat", then this black thread is really Very secretive.

But in Wei Xun's eyes, a black line on the soft grass was really conspicuous.

What does the ancestor of Yinshan want to do?

The black line snaked across the grass and finally dipped into the spring water. Could it be that the ancestor of Yinshan wanted to secretly entangle the tail of the golden dragon hanging into the spring?

wrong!

Wei Xun squinted his eyes, and his eyes turned into scarlet demon pupils, giving him better vision. He saw a dark figure at the end of the black line of the ancestor of Yinshan Mountain in the spring.

If the spring water was a thick black swamp in the eyes of Half-Life Taoists, like a roiling rotten flesh, then no one would be able to find out what was hidden in it. But in Wei Xun's eyes, the spring water was extremely clear, so he could clearly see -

There are people hidden in this spring!

* *

[...In scenic spots full of mental pollution, people with different mental states will see different underground palace scenes. The closer your spirit is to collapse, the closer you are to the abyss, and the more beautiful you see]

On the first floor of the underground palace, Bai Xiaotian quietly flipped through the ancient black book in his hand. Taoist Half Life was not around, so the room was extremely quiet. He blocked the live broadcast, but even if he didn't block the live broadcast, the viewers in the live broadcast room would not be able to see what was recorded on the parchment.

[However, if you want to get close to the abyss, you need unparalleled 'talent'. Ordinary tour guides, even those who are completely alienated or even completely crazy, cannot truly get close to the abyss and see the ‘reality’]

[In the past ten years, the guide closest to the abyss is the Devourer, but I think that the Playful Life Man is closer to the abyss than the Devourer]

[He has a pair of eyes given by the abyss]

"Olaine is missing."

The figure of October 10th appeared silently in front of Bai Xiaotian.

"Is Mia still there?"

"Yes."

October 10th whispered: "The death energy just exploded too strongly, Zhou Xiyang suspected that there was a problem on the fourth floor of the underground palace. Bing 250 is not here, he is very likely to go down to look for it."

"Mia is still on the ground, Zhou Xiyang can't go down."

Bai Xiaotian calmly put away the book and took out an old, slightly damaged old book that seemed to be made of bamboo skin. There were clear ink words on the cover.

"Yu Gong"

[In "Yu Gong", it is said that Dayu controlled the flood and divided the nine mountains and nine lakes, and transformed the nine mountains into three major dragon veins in the north, middle and south]

The origin of the mountains is Kunlun. Kunlun Mountain is the ancestral mountain. The Kunlun Mountains are the ancestral dragon veins. It originates from five mountain ranges, three of which enter China to the southeast, namely the three major dragon veins in the north, middle and south*

The dragon vein behind the Eight-Armed Nezha City is the longest northern dragon in the world. It originates from Kunlun, passes through Taihang and Yanshan, and finally reaches Tianshou Mountain. After Tianshou Mountain, there is a plain, and this dragon vein is hidden underground*

"To find the dragon, you have to find the ancestral mountain. You take Zhou Xiyang to the Kunlun position in the north. There is a half-life Taoist, and he will definitely choose to come out from there."

"I go?"

October 10th was puzzled: "I should go down."

It is normal for Bai Xiaotian, who is with the half-life Taoist, to tell Zhou Xiyang, and Bai Xiaotian deliberately revealed a little bit of his feet before, making Zhou Xiyang suspect that he might have hidden his strength. At this moment, he stepped forward to dissuade Zhou Xiyang, and she went down to the underground palace to secretly protect Bing 250, which was reasonable.

"No."

Bai Xiaotian shook his head: "I'll go down."

For so many years, Xi Mingren has never been able to obtain the title of Crazy Demon Path. Although being imprisoned in the Inca Sun Gate and unable to participate in the year-end celebration seems to be the reason, Bai Xiaosheng has long been suspicious of this.

The similarities between Bing 250 and Xi Mingren are too weird. Blood brothers alone cannot reach this level. The nine sons of the dragon are different. Even twins will never be synchronized to this extent.

But they are not the same person, nor are they puppets, which means that there is a deep bond hidden between them--

Before the leader assessment of Bing 250 at the next scenic spot, Bai Xiaotian must confirm it personally.

A pair of eyes given by the abyss...

* *

The Half-Life Taoist felt the hair on his back, as if he was being stared at by some ghost in the abyss. He frowned slightly and reached back - according to the agreement between him and Bing 250, once the Half-Life Taoist reached back, Bing 250 should hold his hand.

But no, Bing 250 did not hold his hand.

The Half-Life Taoist felt uneasy, but he knew that the more dangerous the situation was, the more he must not look back. The vibration from the thread made him feel at ease, Bing 250 should be fine. Then -

The Half-Life Taoist slowed down his pace, quietly took out a mirror, looked back, and looked out of the corner of his eye.

Half-Life Taoist:.

He saw Bing 250 changing clothes.

The pale skin that was almost transparent flashed by, and then was covered by the scarlet cloak. Bing 250 put on the cloak of the Hilarious Life Man, and -

It seems to have become taller? Why doesn't the cloak drag on the ground?

The Half-Life Taoist thought uncertainly, and then he heard Bing 250 cough as if testing the microphone.

"Cough."

Half-Life Taoist:? ?

Half-Life Taoist: !!!