Red Heart Survey

Xiaolin Town. Zhao Rucheng and Du Yehu lost their combat strength, and Ling He was carrying Zhao Rucheng on his back, so only Jiang Wang could make a move on the way back to the middle palace. Fortunately, at this time, he already had a lot of experience in dealing with those wandering souls, and the Ziqi Donglai sword became more and more proficient in this kind of non-stop battle.

There is no need to worry about physical strength. Since returning from Tangshe Town, he has accumulated more than 70 Dao Yuan since he practiced Chongmai. Although one less Dao Yuan was used before the formation of Dao Xuan, but when it came to a critical moment, each Dao Yuan could give him enough feedback, and the fighting pressure to support this intensity was not great. In fact, these Dao Yuan were his trump card for four people to break the Xun Gong position, but he didn't expect Zhao Rucheng to be in danger suddenly, and Du Yehu was so decisive.

"I said, don't be so sad all of you." After walking for a while, Zhao Rucheng couldn't help but speak again: "Isn't it just that the energy and blood are exhausted too much, and it's not that there is no way to remedy it."

"What way?" Before Du Yehu said anything, Ling He got excited first, and instead held Zhao Rucheng's hand and kept shaking him: "Say it quickly."

While cleaning up the wandering soul, Jiang Wang couldn't help but glance at him, really wanting to give him two swords. This kid, there is a way not to say it earlier, he has been holding back his bad luck.

"Hey, hey, you've made my handsome head dizzy." Zhao Rucheng calmed down the 'temporary mount' with difficulty, and continued: "I just know that someone bought a solid horse from Yunguo at a high price a few days ago. Yuan Dan is about to be resold. This pill has miraculous effects in nourishing qi and blood and stabilizing the foundation. Some noble children specially take a Gu Yuan Dan before opening the pulse, so that the true spirit of the Dao vein after the opening of the pulse will be stronger It's agile! Not to mention Du Huhu's qi and blood loss."

"I just don't know..." He even raised the corner of his mouth, "Whether some people are willing to buy it."

Du Yehu paused for a moment before saying softly, "I don't have any money."

"You can ask me for a loan. According to the rules in the industry, out of nine out of 13 out of 13 will return." Zhao Rucheng said with a smile.

"Usury is fine. Brother Hu likes usury." Du Yehu smiled honestly.

"Okay, okay." Jiang Wang had a black line on his forehead. The whole Fenglin City was in the usury business. Who didn't know that Du Yehu was famous for not repaying his loans? In Du Huhu's words, anyway, these usury businessmen are not good things, and it is a little bit to get a little money for drinking. If he hadn't been born in a Taoist monastery, he would have been thrown into the moat long ago.

"Xiao Wu, who is that person? How much money are you willing to sell?"

Jiang Wang has secretly decided that no matter how much the person asks, he must find a way to raise enough money.

"The person who bought Guyuan Pill is actually surnamed Zhao. Do you think it's a coincidence?" Zhao Rucheng sighed pretendingly, "What's even more coincidental is that he is actually from my house. What a coincidence!"

Jiang Wang took a deep breath and warned himself that the fifth child was seriously injured and could easily be killed. Only then did the urge to hit people be controlled.

This kid has been going around for a long time, co-authoring means that he has a Guyuan Pill at home, which can make up for Du Yehu's loss. Just this one sentence whetted the appetite of several elder brothers Banzhuxiang.

Even as generous as Ling He, he still feels toothache.

But with this guarantee, everyone is much more at ease. Just as he was speaking, he had already returned to the middle palace.

Li Jianqiu and Zhao Lang had already been waiting here, discussing something with Wang Changxiang. There were some other fellow apprentices present, none of whom were in very good condition. Wei Yan, on the other hand, went to support Dui Palace, which was the only point that had not been broken.

"Junior brother Jiang is doing well." Li Jianqiu greeted casually.

Wang Changxiang also nodded to him.

"I'm ashamed, it's all due to my brother Yehu and Rucheng's outburst." Jiang Wang said with a wry smile.

In front of several main players, he decisively gave in. The most important thing at this stage is to let them succeed in opening their pulses. The reason why Linghe was not mentioned was because Du Yehu and Zhao Rucheng were in a more convincing state.

Ling He didn't care about it either.

Li Jianqiu and the others were experienced in many battles, so they knew Du Yehu's state at a glance, and they were also secretly shocked by the strength of his blood.

"When Wei Yan comes back, we will go straight to the Central Palace." Wang Changxiang said, "This time everyone fought bravely and performed well. Fenglin City will not forget your contribution, and the Daoist Academy will not forget your contribution .”

"Exactly!" While speaking, Wei Yan had already walked out of the thick fog, followed by three Taoist disciples, and two other disciples did not show up, which seemed unfortunate.

The fierce battle didn't stop at Xun Gong's position, except for Wei Yan and Li Jianqiu who solved the town's resentful ghost almost without damage, the rest of the teams suffered casualties, eleven people died, and the death rate was nearly half! Almost everyone who was alive was wounded. Even Zhao Lang was almost cut open, leaving a hideous wound on his abdomen.

If Wang Changxiang, who was sitting in front of the central palace, hadn't dispatched it in time, the team's operation might not have been successful this time.

Wei Yan said solemnly: "If I can go back to this battle, I will be the first to ask for credit for everyone."

"I didn't expect the danger of this battle. But now Fenglin City is empty, and only you can stand the battle." At this point, he actually bent down and bowed, "I will fight for Xiaolin!" The souls of those who died in vain, on behalf of the people of Fenglin City, thank you for your blood!"

"Brother Wei is serious." Li Jianqiu said.

Everyone turned sideways one after another, refusing to accept the gift.

"What is General Wei talking about? You are from Fenglin City, don't we grow up here?" Du Yehu said dissatisfiedly, "Stop talking about politeness here, it's not too late!"

In such a weak state, this guy is still unabashedly heroic.

Wei Yan took a deep look at him, turned around with his knife in hand, "This junior brother said yes. You all charge with me! Let's take a look, who is the monster here who tortured our fellow villagers!"

The eighth palace was broken, and the fog wall in the middle palace also lost its foundation, and disintegrated silently, no longer blocking the way. It's just that the thick fog has not dissipated, always covering the field of vision.

Wei Yan took the lead, Li Jianqiu and Wang Changxiang guarded the left and right sides, although Zhao Lang was injured, his fighting strength was generally intact, and he sat at the tail of the team. A group of people explored the middle palace with full vigilance.

Now, there is no need to talk about the danger of Xiaolin Town. Having experienced the dangers of beheading grieving ghosts in the other eighth palace positions, everyone has imagined the ferocity of the middle palace position.

Those monsters who did evil in Xiaolin Town, if they had a plan, they must be in this center.

This group of people can be said to represent the hope of the younger generation of Fenglin City. If they all die here, it can be said that the entire Taoist school of Fenglin City will never be accepted.

But no one said anything to back down. The road ahead is indeed dangerous and terrifying, but this is their hometown!

They were born here, grew up here, learned here, and are willing to die here.

In addition to Zhao Rucheng and Du Yehu, three Taoist disciples also lost their fighting strength. Xiaolin Town is so dangerous, of course it is impossible to keep them where they are. Therefore, Ling He was still walking in the team with Zhao Rucheng on his back, and Huang Azhan, as Du Yehu's old drinking buddy, was also protecting him.

Unlike Du Yehu who was almost collapsed, Huang Azhan was alive and well. In the previous battles, he was also one of the few intact ones, so it can be seen that he still has some strength, not just arrogance.

As the team was advancing, Huang Azhan suddenly stopped. He sniffed hard: "I smell the fragrance."

The team then paused,

He said again: "It's a woman's rouge... No, it's body fragrance."

Everyone looked sideways.

He added: "It's a beauty."

Du Yehu said angrily, "Are you a dog's nose?"

"Ah! Beautiful female ghost!" Zhao Rucheng became excited all of a sudden, "I said yes? Du Huhu, you pay me for my love affair!"

No one paid any attention to these two live treasures, because they had already walked to the very center of Xiaolin Town and saw the huge, moving vortex.

Apart from that, there is nothing else in the middle palace.

The red-clothed girl, the white-haired old man, and the black-robed cultivator seemed to have never appeared before.

It's not just that they don't exist. There was no one, no beast, not even a brick, but the endless fog, just this strange, lonely maelstrom.

"Why is the official office here missing? What the hell is this vortex?"

No one can answer this question. Only Wang Changxiang stared wide-eyed, inexplicably horrified!

"Brother Wang, do you know him?" Wei Yan asked in a deep voice, holding a knife on guard.

But his questions were quickly answered.

Because from the deep darkness at the center of the vortex, a pitch-black thing slowly protruded.

Seeing darkness from darkness is an awkward description. But that's how it is.

The dark thing is in the darkness, but it seems to be the center of the darkness, so that everyone can see it clearly. As it rises little by little in the vortex, its whole picture is gradually revealed to everyone.

It was a stone archway, and the system was not grand, just a pattern of three rooms, four pillars and seven floors. If you ignore the dark texture and the scene where it appears, then it is no different from those archways that people see every day.

But the plaque in the middle of the archway has already done its best.

There were three characters written on it. No one present knew the font, but everyone understood its meaning at first glance.

--ghost! Door! close!