"Bug, throw away all the bullets and other heavy things in your backpack! We need to travel light. We don't have many ropes, and we can't throw away any of them now!"
Brother Chongzi frowned and nodded, but he did not throw away the bullets and guns. Instead, he threw out some tools at the bottom of the backpack.
This made him feel a lot more relaxed, and he could quickly start tying ropes and looking for a way down!
"Master, I think Mr. Jiang Hai's mental state seems to be a little bit off! It seems that the poison gas underground has played some role!" Taoist Zijin came to Zhang Fan and said in a low voice: "I smell a very strong breath of Qiong Snake here. He stayed here for a long time! Right where we are now."
Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows when he heard that and looked down.
Sure enough, not far to their right, the volcanic ash there was almost pressed into a pancake shape, with traces of dense scales embedded on it!
"Maybe he knows that we will finally arrive at this place!" Zhang Fan replied indifferently.
"Master, I still don't understand why he didn't transform into a dragon here, but ran to the outside world to seek a one-in-a-million opportunity! Moreover, since this thing is almost as smart as a demon, why didn't he leave himself a way out!"
Looking at this huge palace and feeling the good fortune contained within it, Taoist Zi Jin became more and more confused.
Zhang Fan couldn't help but frown. Compared to Brother Chongzi who simply wanted to steal treasures, Mr. Jiang Hai was looking for immortality! In order to complete his own training, Mr. Fei wanted to find the answer to his master's story. What he and Taoist Zijin were looking for was the root of everything!
But now that the Qiongshe dojo has collapsed, perhaps... everything will have an answer!
"Everyone, we have gone through many hardships! Finally, we have arrived at one of the most mysterious places in the world as recorded in the Book of Persuading Death! Thank you all for your help along the way... Next, let us explore Wanku Mountain together and take what we need!"
"Okay!" Brother Chongzi responded loudly, with excitement written all over his face. He grabbed the rope tightly and swung himself hard into the depths!
The rope broke through the air, making a humming sound!
Taoist Zijin looked at the last glimmer of light from the flare. When darkness completely engulfed the ancient city, the light in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by indifference and a hint of caution.
"I'm ready! Maybe the road ahead is difficult... but everything we do is meaningful." Nangong Manyun took off his backpack, took out some of the clothes used to keep warm and placed them on a corner of the cliff! Everyone knew the danger of this trip! There might be no chance to come back.
However, at least these clothes have Nangong Manyun's mark on them. When someone comes here again, maybe they will get some spiritual support like them.
"Everyone, the ropes are ready! Let's set off!" Brother Chongzi tied the ropes and looked at everyone with a sharp gaze.
"good!"
Taoist Zijin first picked up a rope, swung the long rope behind him, felt it was heavy in his hand, and fell straight down, then nodded silently! One foot stepped on the edge of the cliff, glanced at everyone's faces and nodded heavily, then his body was suspended in the air and suddenly fell down.
Brother Chongzi came to Mr. Fei who was leaning in a corner!
"Mr. Fei, you must hold on! We have finally found the place recorded in the book of persuading people to die. Next, you have to prove to your master that you have not forgotten the sect's inheritance, the meaning of life, and the responsibilities you still have."
He sighed, put on the gas mask, and put the backpack, which was much lighter, on his back. He had no other weapons except a knife and a gun.
Old man Jiang Hai took the knife off his waist and tied it to his back.
He took out a dagger, cut off the beard on his chin and threw it aside! Zhang Fan saw everything, frowned slightly, helped Mr. Fei up, and tied him to his back with a rope.
"Zhang Fan...will it be difficult to climb with one person?" Nangong Manyun asked him.
"Don't worry, I'm relatively relaxed by comparison."
As he spoke casually, he came to the side of the rope, grabbed the rope, and stepped lightly on the cliff. Then he was like a fallen leaf, floating and swaying, and quickly fell down.
"Mr. Zhang Fan's light-weight skills are as unfathomable as his strength! If he hadn't brought us along, he and Taoist Zijin could easily take anything from this mountain. He is our lucky star and savior!"
Old Master Jiang Hai couldn't help but sigh, patted Nangong Manyun on the shoulder and said: "Nangong, if we get what we want on this trip! Don't worry... After we get out, I will do my best to help you achieve your dream!"
"My dream?" Nangong Manyun was a little confused, with doubt and confusion flashing across her bright eyes!
“Miss Nangong, you are not the same kind of people as us!” Brother Chongzi said with a smile: “In the final analysis, we are just a group of rats in the sewer! Even if Mr. Jiang Hai is capable and competent, if he gets immortality! It is impossible for him to appear in public! As for Taoist Zijin and Zhang Fan, no matter what they are seeking, it is different from us. Or we are from two different worlds. Therefore... our life-and-death friendship may come to an end once we leave this mountain!”
He said this with a chuckle, without any reluctance in his eyes.
To him, both Jiang Hai and Zhang Fan were full of threats. He didn't like to stay around people who could pose a threat to him! Those who could cooperate with Brother Chongzi were either the fat sheep he had his eyes on, or his real boss! Or they were his subordinates and his puppets! Apart from that, he had no friends... let alone brothers who were destined to be together!
Nangong Manyun looked at the rope, took a deep breath, then grabbed the rope tightly and slowly descended from the edge of the cliff.
There are many protrusions on the rock wall. Under the complex environment for so many years, they are in the shape of a cone! Like thorns, even if they don't look sharp, if you accidentally hit them during the fall, it may be a penetrating injury! If you are not careful, it will also scratch your clothes and hurt your skin!
In such a complex environment, skin injuries are likely to allow poisonous gases in the surrounding environment to invade the body, which is much more painful than the entry of evil spirits into the body!
Nangong Manyun looked down and saw no light, only the occasional low hum from the Purple Gold Taoist. He was working hard to fix the ropes! To ensure that nothing would happen to the people above. ?
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