The man in the black cloak spat out a large mouthful of food, opened his red eyes, and let out an angry roar.
"Who destroyed my blood pool? I won't let you go!——"
He suddenly raised his hand and waved it, and scenes from the stone chamber appeared before him. Seeing the ruined statues and the three figures appearing inside, the man's red eyes revealed a sinister and terrifying look.
"Okay, very good. I didn't expect it was you guys again. You dared to destroy my hard work. I won't let you go!" The gloomy voice echoed throughout the cave, startling the bats and making them flee in haste.
"We have finally destroyed all these things. You two, should we continue moving forward or go back to find Fellow Daoist Yin?" Luo Heng asked.
Leng Qingning couldn't help but think of the monks who had turned into wooden puppets, and said, "Why don't we continue moving forward and see if we can find a way to turn those wooden monks back to normal?"
"Junior sister Leng is indeed a man of great righteousness. If Tang Ruo can change those modifications back, it will be a good deed. They can rest in peace in their nine springs." In the past, he only thought that this junior sister was very brave. She stood in front of him without changing her expression in the face of such a ferocious Flame Leopard. She was truly brave.
He didn't expect that Junior Sister Leng was not only brave, but also had a sense of justice. He admired Junior Sister Leng's broad mind, and he, the eldest senior brother, felt ashamed of himself.
This seems to be a cave with an ancient history. Walking further in, it is filled with all kinds of dust and spider webs.
When they took just a few steps, a group of black bats, frightened by the intruders, flapped their wings, kicked up the dust in the cave, and attacked them.
Large swarms of black bats, like dense dark clouds, enveloped the entire cave.
The calls of bats in the world of cultivation carried a spiritual attack. Leng Qingning suddenly felt as if his consciousness was pricked by a needle, and he felt a stabbing pain.
Luo Heng's face was also pale. He quickly turned Jian Xiaofei and chopped off the swarm of bats that pounced on him one by one.
However, they attacked frantically one by one.
Yan Ci said: "Use fire to attack, it is afraid of fire."
Knowing that bats are most afraid of fire, Leng Qingning and the other two used fire-starting techniques to repel them. A strong smell of burnt feathers lingered in the cave for a long time.
The surviving bats looked at the flames in fear as they surrounded them, but they did not dare to attack.
Leng Qingning threw a large ball of fire at the group of bats that were staring at her hungrily without hesitation.
In the blink of an eye, the group of bats was completely wiped out.
Luo Heng held a fist-sized lighting stone in his hand and led the way. The light from the lighting stone was no less bright than a torch, and the spider webs and dust in the cave could be seen clearly.
Luo Heng walked and looked at the dusty, dirty wall and said, "It seems that the evil cultivator who created the formation didn't go inside."
The cave was extremely quiet, with only the sound of his footsteps. Luo Heng suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly came to his senses. He saw that there was nothing behind him and he was the only one in the entire cave.
"Junior Sister Leng? Yan Ci?" He was holding a torch and looking for someone everywhere. Suddenly, he stepped on a bump and a dark hole appeared on the ground. He felt a strong sense of weightlessness and his body fell rapidly.
"Senior Brother Luo Heng? Yan Ci?"
"Ouch, I'm almost dead from the fall." Leng Qingning rubbed her buttocks which were hurt from the fall, slowly stood up, and looked around this unfamiliar place.
This seemed to be a cave where someone had lived. It was fully equipped with beds, furniture, and bookcases. There was also a pile of exquisite tea sets on the table. It was obvious that the owner of the cave was a person who loved the tea ceremony.
There was a painting hanging on the wall. It showed a tall and handsome man, looking forward with a smile on his face, dancing with a sword under a tree.
When Leng Qingning looked into the little man's eyes, there seemed to be a magic in the man's eyes, and there seemed to be a huge whirlpool in front of her eyes, constantly pulling her consciousness in.
The dantian in Leng Qingning's body rotated rapidly, and the beast pattern on the surface of the dantian exhaled a trace of golden breath, swallowing up all the pink breath that broke into the body.
"Hmm? I didn't expect that you, little fellow, are not simple. You are actually the descendant of that fellow. In this case, for his sake, I will not mind you breaking into my cave."
A clear voice sounded in Leng Qingning's ears, and her vision gradually became clear. When she opened her eyes, she found that the man in the portrait had turned into a phantom and appeared in front of her with a smile on his face.
The man was even more handsome than his portrait showed. To be exact, the portrait didn't capture half of his charm.
Thinking of the terrible whirlpool just now, could it be that she had accidentally offended some powerful being?
I heard that some powerful people would take over the bodies of intruders in a fit of rage, so Leng Qingning racked her brains and tried desperately to think of an escape plan.
With a sincere look on his face, he said, "I'm really sorry, senior. I didn't mean to break in here. Please forgive me if I have offended you."
She tightly grasped a piece of escape talisman in her hand.
"Hahaha, my friend, don't worry. I won't take over your body. Since you are the descendant of the Beast God, and he and I are close friends, it's fate that we can meet. In this case, I will give you a gift. You must keep it well and practice the above skills well. It will be of great benefit to you."
Suddenly, Leng Qingning had a book in his hand called "An Amazing Kung Fu Method", signed by Tianqi. It must be the name of this senior. The title of this senior's book is really willful and unique.
However, is this technique really feasible? Leng Qingning was filled with doubts.
"It's almost time, and my true soul is about to dissipate. The tea set on the table was my favorite thing in my lifetime. The Fu Sheng Yi Meng tea inside is priceless and has great benefits for cultivators. You can take it away."
Seeing the man about to disappear, Leng Qingning knelt solemnly on the ground and kowtowed three times to him. "Thank you very much, senior, for teaching me the skills and magic weapons. I cannot repay you enough. Please accept my respects."
The man immediately showed a hearty smile, "I really didn't make a mistake. You are a thoughtful little guy. My name is Tianqi, you can call me Uncle Tianqi."
"Uncle Apocalypse"
"I didn't expect that my martial arts skills would be inherited just when it was about to disappear. I have no regrets in this life." Tianqi showed a relieved smile on his face. The remaining soul turned into golden light and dissipated between heaven and earth.
Leng Qingning knelt down solemnly in front of the portrait, then put the tea set on the table into the storage bag.
She glanced at the clean and tidy room. This was the residence of her predecessor when he was alive. She had been kind to him. Now that he had passed away, she would naturally not touch the things here casually, otherwise it would be disrespectful to her predecessor.
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