Chapter 38: Golden Escape "Back off!"Jiang Mo shouted softly and hugged Lu Jin behind him. He raised his palm to control the void, and an invisible big hand came down, suppressing the demon to half kneel on the ground. The place where his feet stepped was shattered into a spider web shape, and the sound of bones cracking continued. "Roar!!" The roar was deafening. The demon, who had transformed into a corpse, was ferocious again. He ignored the collapse of his flesh and blood and forced himself to stand up. "boom!!!" Jiang Mo suddenly exerted force, and the huge pressure was like a towering mountain falling, instantly turning the monster into a bloody mist. A sharp rustling sound came from the pit, and patches of moss with a dark green glow separated from the rotten flesh and blood. They clung to the ground, swam slowly, and retreated back to the secret passage. Even though Lu Jin was well prepared, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. In his perception, the mutated monster's strength soared dramatically, almost as fast as burning his lifespan. "Uncle Master, this moss is so weird!" Jiang Mo ignored it and stared into the deep dark passage. The evil aura emanating from there made him frown slightly.
"Jin'er, relax your body and mind. I'll take you in. Don't practice Qi." "Good uncle-master." Lu Jin nodded, remembering the instructions. Then, Jiang Mo practiced his true method and placed one hand on Lu Jin's shoulder. The Qi flowed along the meridians, passing through the internal organs and limbs. "Wow——!" Lu Jin's pupils suddenly trembled, and he found himself in some extremely mysterious state. His body was extremely light, surrounded by blue and white Qi, and his whole body was transformed by Qi. "Uncle Master, is this the third level?!" "Above the second level, below the third level." As Jiang Mo answered, he controlled the Qi to form armor. The vast white Qi condensed madly and turned into two sets of battle armor, one attached to him and one to Lu Jin. "In the future, after you have gone through a lot of hard training, you will be able to come here in person." As soon as the words fell, the two sets of armor were completely formed. The terrifying divine power was like a huge wave sweeping across the world, or even more like the scorching sun on earth. The dim cave could hardly withstand such a powerful force, and countless rock walls began to crack. The statues carved high up began to crack on their surfaces, spreading wildly and falling downwards. "go!" "I want to see if the old witch is in there." Jiang Mo walked forward and entered the secret passage. The moss all over the ground looked like a sea of burning insects, making crisp crackling sounds. There were charred corpses that turned into dust. He hurriedly retreated and did not dare to get close. Lu Jin followed closely, his heart was shocked as he looked at the armor attached to his body. He never thought that the third level of Resurrection could also be externalized like the golden protective light of Longhu Mountain. The secret passage was long and narrow, stretching for nearly a thousand steps, and the two men continued to sink. The dark corners along the way were illuminated by white light. The dormant poisonous insects and bats flapped their wings and cried out in fear. They were either burned to death or flew to higher places in the cave to avoid the Qi waves that were like a sea of fire. White bones and hundreds of mutilated corpses lay on the stone steps. Insect eggs were growing among them, trembling slightly and giving off the rhythm of life, as if they would break out at any moment.
This scene made Lu Jin shudder with fear. The purgatory-like scene reminded him of the Yuan family cellar, which was exactly the same. "hiss!!!" "Boo!!!" Jiang Mo went deep into the tiger's den, and wherever he passed, all the insect eggs were reduced to ashes. After about a quarter of an hour, the two reached the bottom. In the vast abyss-like cave, a blood-stained altar stood in the center. "Uncle Master!" Lu Jin called out softly. "Follow me." Facing the altar with broken stairs, Jiang Mo walked towards it on foot. With every step he took, a vast flow of Qi flowed down, forming a blazing silver road that led directly to the altar. The complex ancient southern Xinjiang tribal script is imprinted on every corner of the altar. Twelve stone pillars linked to each other by iron chains surrounded the area; The sun and moon soared into the sky, and the pattern of a long snake emerging from its wings was engraved in the center of the altar. There was gray powder on it. Jiang Mo leaned over to check. It was a familiar yet unfamiliar smell. "Did Master Uncle Liu Pozi use this altar to disappear?" Lu Jin felt uneasy. Judging from the wooden sign in the cave, when Yuan Jingui first died, perhaps the old witch had already prepared a countermeasure. "Ah." Jiang Mo picked up a wisp of dust, examined it carefully, and said: "I don't know what the principle of the secret technique of Southern Xinjiang is." "But the old witch did disappear here. The remaining aura is so weak that it cannot be traced. She was very cautious." Lu Jin bit his lip slightly, thought for a moment, and made a suggestion: "Since the clues are stuck here, do you want to go to Jianghu Inn to ask?" "There's a lot of intelligence there, covering the entire country. Maybe we can find out the whereabouts of Wu Gensheng and the old poisonous woman." "it is good" Jiang Mo stood up and looked up at the entire huge cave. It would be a huge project to dig here with manpower. "Stay away. I will destroy the altar to prevent her from using secret techniques to return." After hearing the order, Lu Jin stepped back consciously and ran to the stone steps opposite to wait. Jiang Mo stood in the void, his eyes lowered, looking at the huge altar, he raised his hand lightly, and suppressed it in an instant. "boom!!!" The wind was howling, the Qi was flowing, and a giant hand covering the sky was evolving. Move as you wish, unleash the power to shatter mountains, hit the altar, and penetrate the solid foundation along with it. Deep mountains and deserted temples. "Boom!!!" A stream of golden light tore through the sky, cut through the clouds, and arrived in an instant, landing in front of the temple.
The man who came was old, with a bald head and white eyebrows, a sinister face, narrow eyes, and thick white beard. He walked with a stagger, his back was bad and slightly bent, his right shoulder was high, but his left shoulder looked crippled. A golden talisman engraved with cinnabar was grasped by the withered left hand and fell naturally from the sleeve. The old man held onto the old door sill and came into the temple. The shabby man leaning against the ruins waved at him with a gentle smile: "Master, long time no see!" "Master... you summoned me here. What is your order?" The old man responded with a faint smile, and his sinister eyes swept across the corner of the deserted temple. He immediately saw Li Muxuan, who was trembling and seemed to be possessed by a demon. "Trinity came with great force, killing over a hundred of his disciples." Having said that, his tone slowed down, as if he was weighing something, but then he gave up. "If you two want to leave Middle-earth and seek refuge as soon as possible, I can help you." Wu Gensheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, brushing off the dust, and scolded with a smile: "It would be so embarrassing to go to that deserted island and be confined for the rest of your life." "So what do you mean?" The old man narrowed his eyes and looked interested. "Take me for a walk and find someone from Shangqing and Longhushan to deliver the letter." Wu Gensheng tilted his head, whether intentionally or unintentionally, and said to Li Muxuan jokingly: "This mountain is desolate, do you want to go with us to get some fresh air?" "No, no...Master, I don't want to go out." Li Muxuan refused with a trembling voice. He almost curled up into a ball, not daring to look up. His inner demons became more serious. Seeing this, the old man frowned slightly, a trace of contempt flashed across his eyes, and he said jokingly: "Tsk, it seems that the seedling passed down by Old Wang is not that good." "He boasted to me so much back then, saying he was the founder of a new school of thought. It made me depressed for a while." "Hey! Master, please stop talking. Let's go. Let's go." Fearing that the naughty boy would respond with a noise and cause trouble, Wu Gensheng hurriedly smiled, changed the subject, and urged the old man to set off. (End of this chapter)