Chapter 412: Master Shan

The men kept their swords close to them and found some dry firewood in the temple. They also began to clear the broken stones and tiles, and after clearing a piece of open space, the three warriors retreated to the side. The Qi Refining Realm man walked to the middle, took out a talisman paper from his arms, and lit it with his spiritual power.

Afterwards, he bowed respectfully towards the four directions, muttering something.

Chen Luo listened roughly and found it was nothing more than some words of apology and thanks, apologizing to the mountain monsters and thanking the God of Land for taking him in.

After doing all this, the four dared to light the firewood.

As the fire lit up, the four of them relaxed a lot. They sat around the fire and ate their dry food. The three men took off their clothes and put them by the fire to dry. The woman also took off her coat and changed into a relatively dry piece of clothing.

After resting for a while and regaining some energy, they started talking.

"Brother Qiao, what was that shadow just now?"

The man surnamed Qiao was the Qi Refining Realm cultivator that Chen Luo sensed. He subconsciously glanced at Chen Luo, and when he saw that the other party did not move, he lowered his voice and spoke.

"That thing is the subordinate of the mountain master. We entered the mountain without paying respects, which is a taboo in itself."

"But Xiaosong has no time left. If he wastes any more time, he will be doomed."

The woman's face was full of worry. They ventured into the mountains just to save her younger brother Xiaosong.

"I know that too. If it weren't for Xiaosong, I wouldn't be willing to take the risk." The man surnamed Qiao sighed. He owed the woman's family a favor before.

I had no choice but to agree to accompany them into the mountains.

The woman and the remaining two men were all from Xingjia Village at the foot of the mountain. The woman's name was Xing Mei, and the other two were her cousins. The Xiaosong she mentioned was her biological brother Xingsong.

They chatted for a while longer, and the topic gradually turned to "Mr. Shan".

Chen Luo didn't care either.

He never knew the rule that fires cannot be lit in the mountains, and he never took it to heart. For him now, any mountain spirit or monster that dared to show its head could be crushed to death with one hand. When he lit the fire earlier, the so-called "mountain master" did not come out to curse him. Not only that, the wild pheasants he roasted on the fire were also hunted in the mountains, and he did not give the mountain master any face at all.

Chen Luo slowly finished eating the roast chicken, thinking about finding someone to test the elixir and using the dragon tomb to contact the upper realm.

He naturally had a purpose in choosing to settle here.

This place is very close to the Dragon Tomb. It is dangerous, but still within control. After entering here, Chen Luo clearly felt a special force. This force was like an inverted giant net, covering the entire Golden Light Cave. Anyone who entered here would be affected.

The closer you get to the center, the greater the impact.

Chen Luo didn't know what was in the core of the Dragon Tomb, but Taixu Patriarch Gu He had said before that the seven of them were going to cause a catastrophe.

Chen Luo didn't want to break into the tribulation of evolving into a god for no reason.

He came here this time to contact the upper realm and find someone to test his elixir. Thinking of this, he glanced at the young man next to him.

It’s just the first level of Qi Refining, a little bit short.

The effect of the medicine can't last.

The young man next to him naturally didn't know what Chen Luo was thinking. After chatting with the three warriors for a while, he closed his eyes and rested. He had spent a lot of energy on the escape before, and now that he was safe, he naturally needed to rest well.

The same went for the three warriors. Under the warmth of the bonfire, their body temperatures slowly rose. They felt warm and sleepy.

After leaving one person to keep watch, the remaining two people peacefully leaned against the wall and fell asleep. The remaining man who was on night watch also kept nodding his head, only trying to stay awake.

I don’t know when the rain stopped outside, but the mountains were damp and fog soon rose.

Cuckoo

Suddenly, a strange cry was heard from the dark and deserted village outside, like the cry of some unknown bird.

"Um?"

Chen Luo opened his eyes, and his expression fluctuated slightly.

The divine consciousness dispersed, and the surrounding area remained the same as before, with no one approaching. But Chen Luo instinctively felt that something was wrong. With his current state, it was absolutely impossible for him to have hallucinations.

The four people next to me were already completely asleep.

The three of them leaned against the wall, and the remaining night watchman fell asleep at some point. He was still sitting there, holding his sword in his arms. The bonfire next to them made a crackling sound, and the crisp sound was particularly clear in the silent night.

Chen Luo stood up and walked to the door.

Bang!

The half of the wooden door that was already shaky fell to the ground after he touched it lightly. Strangely, despite such a loud noise, the four people in the room were not woken up. They were still sleeping soundly, breathing evenly, and had no intention of waking up.

Chen Luo looked outside with his eyes narrowed.

There was nothing in his consciousness and vision, but he sensed danger. Something was approaching, and this thing was like the "heart fire", which was not "visible".

'What's inside the dragon's tomb?'

Chen Luo's pupils slowly changed, and the ghost cultivator Xue Ning's brain was mobilized, and his vision changed. The originally dark forest turned gray.

The ground is black and the trees are white.

Not only that, Chen Luo also mobilized the perspective of the demon cultivator. Under the perception of the dragon's brain, some red air masses appeared in the field of vision. These air masses represented vitality, which was something that only the demon cultivator could see.

Cuckoo

The strange voice sounded again, and this time, it came from behind.

Chen Luo turned around suddenly and found a green frog face sticking behind him, its pair of copper-coin-like eyes staring straight at him.

boom!!

The sword light exploded, and a wall of the dilapidated land temple was knocked down by his sword. The altar and broken wood were all swept away by this sword. After the sword energy hit the wall, the remaining force did not decrease, and a huge gap was blasted out. A damp breath poured in from the gap.

A long gully appeared between the two fires.

The ravine created by the sword energy.

When the sword energy dissipated, he looked around and found that there was no frog-faced man at all.

"Escaped? No."

With Chen Luo's current state, it was impossible for him to be wrong. He saw the frog-faced man from the perspective of a dragon, which meant that only a demon cultivator could see that thing. But why couldn't the sword energy cut it?

Next time use a chess board!

The fog outside has grown thicker.

Under the erosion of moisture, the bonfire in the land temple became smaller, and the four sleeping people were as unconscious as dead pigs. If he could not sense their life, Chen Luo would have thought they were dead.

Return to the land temple.

Chen Luo took out the formation flags and placed one beside him. He then took out a few talismans and placed them on the side. These talismans were used to deal with demon cultivators and were very sensitive to demonic energy.

No one knew where the frog-faced man came from, but he was definitely very powerful.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to notice me even though I was so close.

The matter of testing the elixir can only be put on hold for the time being, and the problem of the dragon tomb must be sorted out first. He felt that he should have found the right direction. The power of the frog-faced man just now was not from the Tiannan domain's cultivation world, but was obviously from another system.

The night is getting deeper.

It was unknown how long it had been before one of the four sleeping people suddenly moved. It was the Qi Refining Level 1 cultivator, the man named Qiao.

He twitched at first, then opened his eyes blankly.

It was not until the cold wind blew that he was suddenly awakened.

"Where am I?!"

"woke up?"

Chen Luo spoke up. The sleeping state of these four people just now was obviously abnormal. It was rare for someone to wake up, so it was a good opportunity to ask him what he saw.

"Senior, you."

The man surnamed Qiao was halfway through his words when he suddenly saw a huge gully on the ground and the wall that disappeared behind it. A cold wind blew in from the gap, and he swallowed subconsciously.

Was this split by a human?

"I just met a frog-faced man. Do you have any impression of him?"

Chen Luo was too lazy to waste time talking to him and asked straight to the point.

When he heard the frog-faced man, the man surnamed Qiao's face changed drastically. The blood color on his face disappeared in an instant, and fear filled his entire face.

"It's Master Shan! It must be Master Shan."

Without waiting for Chen Luo to ask any more questions, the man surnamed Qiao told him everything he knew in detail.

"The Mountain Master is the ruler of this mountain. I heard from my ancestor that the Mountain Master had been practicing here during his grandfather's generation. All of us living on this land must follow the rules set by the Mountain Master, otherwise we will be punished by the Mountain Master."

Ancestors?

This means that "Shan Lao Ye" has stayed in this place for at least three hundred years. If the ancestor of the man surnamed Qiao had a higher level of cultivation, this time may have been even longer.

"No one is allowed to enter the mountain during July, August and September every year. This is the rule set by the 'mountain master'."

The man surnamed Qiao didn't know what Chen Luo was thinking about. After seeing the sword marks on the ground, he had already regarded Chen Luo as a life-saving straw and said whatever he knew.

"The four of us are from Xingjia Village at the foot of the mountain. We went into the mountains this time to find the dream-interpreting flower for Xiaomei's brother. Before we set out, the village elder read our fortune and said that our trip would be disastrous, but there is a glimmer of hope in this dead end."

While the two were talking, the three people next to them also woke up.

Like the man surnamed Qiao, they were also shocked after seeing the sword marks. Xing Mei even knelt down and asked Chen Luo for help, hoping that he could save his brother's life.

"What is the dream flower?"

Chen Luo asked, this was the first time he had heard of something like the Dream Interpretation Flower. If it was a spiritual material, there was no reason why the people of Qionghua Sect didn't know about it.

"It is a blue flower that blooms at sunset and withers at sunrise. It can only be found in this mountain range."

The man surnamed Qiao quietly pulled Xing Mei up to avoid her behavior angering the senior. He was a cultivator, so he knew the strangeness of cultivators better than anyone else. The more advanced the senior's cultivation, the more careful he had to be in serving him. He took out a small blue flower from the bag behind him and handed it over respectfully.

Peanuts have three petals and five stamens.

The color was very bright, as if it was dyed by someone. The moment the man surnamed Qiao took out the dream interpretation flower, the flames in the temple trembled, and the frog-faced man appeared again.

"Master Shan?"

"What!"

The four of them were shocked and turned around to look in the direction where Chen Luo was speaking.

That place.

Nothing at all.

(End of this chapter)