263 Underground Cave Heaven
Chapter 263
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One day ago, Fang Zhi led a group of people to escape.
One day later, Fang Zhi led everyone to escape.
There was a level 5 top wild beast chasing behind them, and there was also a level 5 top flying wild beast staring at them above their heads.
If there was only the one behind them, the group would still have the confidence to fight it hard.
But once they stopped fighting, the one above their heads would definitely swoop down.
The wilderness is really too big. It took half a day to run out of the black cloud leopard's territory before, but now a day has passed, and they are still surrounded by the level 5 top wild beasts. The group feels a bit like life is hopeless.
"Boss, there's a cliff ahead."
The group stopped in front of the cliff. There was an abyss below, but a wide area with dense trees could be seen below the cliff.
From above, it was only a dark green, but one could sense the breath of wild beasts in the trees.
The wild beasts behind kept approaching, and the wild beasts in the sky also began to circle, and were about to swoop down. Bai Qiaomo said, "Jump off the cliff."
He grabbed Feng Ming's waist and jumped from the top of the cliff, controlling the speed of descent.
Fang Zhi also ordered, "Follow me."
The group jumped off the top of the cliff like dumplings.
The distance from the top of the cliff to the top was very long, and Feng Mingsi was not worried about falling. He stared at the situation around him.
The birds in the sky had not given up on them yet, still circling and crying above.
Feng Ming suddenly pointed to a mountain wall and shouted, "Brother Bai, look there's a cave over there."
"Go into the cave and hide for a while."
Bai Qiaomo decisively flew to the cave pointed out by Feng Ming. Fang Zhi and others who followed closely followed without hesitation.
After entering the cave, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. There was no smell of wild beasts here, and the cave was very open.
At this time, the cry of the birds outside was getting closer and closer. I didn't expect this bird to be so persistent.
Fang Zhi was annoyed: "I'll deal with it."
"Let's go together."
Everyone was angry after being chased so fiercely, even Feng Ming was the same.
At this time, in addition to the cry of the bird, the wild beast on the top of the cliff also caught up and roared on the top of the cliff.
And this roar also caused the wild beasts in the forest at the bottom of the cliff to respond one after another. Those with weaker cultivation would be scared to death if they encountered such a scene.
There was a large platform in front of the cave. Fang Zhi stood on this platform and prepared to fight the bird.
They had experienced the power of the bird's iron claws before. When it swooped down, it directly crushed a giant tree that more than ten people hugged with one claw.
Everyone prepared their own means of attack and stared closely at the bird rushing over quickly. The pair of iron claws were getting closer and closer to them.
Fang Zhi saw the right moment and gave the order: "Attack!"
Fang Zhi drew out all the energy in his dantian and swung his sword with all his might, with the sharp sword energy pointed directly at the flying birds.
Feng Ming and Qiu Yi prepared poison pills, and when Fang Zhi gave the order, they threw the poison pills out, which turned into powder in mid-air and swept towards the birds with the strong wind.
Bai Qiaomo threw a restraining array over, and after the explosion, the restraining array would be directly applied to the birds, which could greatly weaken their flying ability.
Ji Yuan used the blasting array, but it couldn't kill the birds. No matter how good his temper was, he was also angered by these birds.
Kong Zhao and other silver-armored guards even used the combined attack skills in the military camp, which shows how strong their determination to kill the bird was.
A loud roar was heard in front of the stone platform, accompanied by the angry and miserable cries of the bird. Fang Zhi and his men were all overturned by the fierce air wave and rolled into the cave.
Outside, the bird, which was bombarded by various attacks, was falling down.
One of its wings was corroded by the poison pill powder and many feathers fell off. Another wing was blown out of a hole, and the bones could be seen.
There was a sword mark on the abdomen that almost pierced the bird. Bright red blood came out of the sword mark and dripped down.
The restraint formation also worked. No matter how the bird flapped its injured wings, it just couldn't raise its position. The cry it made became more and more miserable, revealing a bit of fear.
Feng Ming didn't put in much effort except throwing a poison pill. Although he was overturned and rolled into the cave, he still climbed out stubbornly, just to witness the final fate of the bird with his own eyes.
He ran to the edge of the stone platform and looked down, and saw that the miserable bird was still flapping its wings, but its body couldn't help falling down. Feng Ming immediately stood there with his hands on his hips and laughed triumphantly.
Fight with them? You can't kill this stupid bird.
At this time, Fang Zhi and his friends also came here and saw the fate of the bird.
With a "bang", the bird knocked over a piece of trees and fell to the bottom of the cliff. Then, a sharper and more miserable cry was heard. Feng Ming and his friends could see from above that many snake-like black shadows jumped out of the forest and shot towards the bird.
Because they were too far away, they could not see clearly what the snake-like black shadows were.
The bird did not cry for too long before the sound stopped abruptly.
Dead.
Feng Ming was still lying there looking down. The thing below that really killed the bird gave him a very dangerous feeling.
His intuition told him that entering the dense forest at the bottom of the cliff would not have a good ending, so it was best to stay away.
"Brother Bai, have you figured out what's down there?"
Bai Qiaomo shook his head, "It doesn't give me a good feeling."
"Me too, let's not go down to the bottom of the cliff."
Fang Zhi also looked around for a while and agreed with them, "Let's stay in this cave for a while and wait for the wild beast above to leave. If it doesn't leave, we'll just go up and kill it."
Without the flying bird messing around, there was only the fifth-level high-level wild beast. They might be able to deal with it, at least they wouldn't have to flee in panic, but now everyone needed to rest.
"No problem, listen to Lord Fang."
Kong Zhao and his friends were also fine. Their intuition about danger was no weaker than Feng Ming and his friends.
The stone platform was located in the middle of the mountain wall on this side. They watched from above for a while and found that the wild beasts below could not escape. Not even a flying bird could be seen in the dense forest at the bottom of the cliff.
As everyone felt that the dense forest at the bottom of the cliff was more and more strange, they also felt relieved to stay here.
Everyone took turns to regulate their breathing, and did not dare to entrust their safety entirely to the formation. While half of the people were regulating their breathing to recover, the other half paid attention to the movements at the top and bottom of the cliff, and then took over.
After everyone recovered, everyone began to explore the stone cave here.
It was discovered before that this stone cave was very deep. Bai Qiaomo and Ji Yuan sent out Miyoudie and Scorpion to explore respectively.
This time, the scorpion did not get nothing, but sent back something useful. There is another secret deep in the cave.
The entrance of this cave was sealed with a formation. Everyone entered the cave and walked deeper along the path the scorpion walked.
After walking a few hundred meters, they encountered the first level. There was a formation blocking it, but now the scorpion that came in had bitten a hole in the formation. The Miyou Butterfly and the scorpion both drilled in through this hole.
Bai Qiaomo and Ji Yuan could tell the formation at a glance.
"It took a long time to set up, the power of the formation has been weakened by half, and the energy supply is insufficient, so it is easy to break."
Ji Yuan thought that he could break this formation with a wave of his hand.
Bai Qiaomo judged this formation from another perspective: "This formation has existed for at least a thousand years, and it is somewhat different from the current formation methods."
In other words, the arrangement here existed before the emergence of the Dongmu Dynasty. Bai Qiaomo was not very sure how many years ago it was.
Ji Yuan studied it and agreed: "Brother Bai is right."
He waved his hand, and the formation with a hole bitten by the scorpion completely collapsed. What
appeared in front of them was a stone staircase leading to the deep underground.
The road they had walked on before was covered with dust, dead leaves, and feces of insects and beasts, but the stone staircase separated by the formation was much cleaner.
Because the power of the formation had weakened, a thin layer of dust had accumulated, and the scorpions left obvious traces after crawling over.
The Mirage Butterflies and scorpions in front of them did not bring any danger, so the group walked down the stairs.
Gradually, the underground opened up, and there was light ahead.
Not long after, the lighting equipment in their hands lost its function, and they put it into the storage ring. The light from the underground could illuminate the dust on the stone steps clearly.
They didn't know how many steps they had walked, and when the underground scenery came into their eyes, everyone was shocked.
There was really a different world underground, a man-made underground world.
The underground was very spacious and arranged just like the daytime world outside. There were houses, gardens, and spiritual herb gardens. There was also a spring running through it. There were even butterflies resting on some of the blooming flowers in the garden.
Everything gave people the feeling that someone had lived in this underground cave for a long time, as if they had gone on a temporary trip and would return soon.
Feng Ming was surprised and said, "The vitality here is not only rich, but also very gentle, completely different from the outside."
Fang Zhi nodded, "Not bad, everyone be careful."
Feng Ming and Bai Qiaomo went to see the spiritual herb garden. Because it had been unattended for a long time, the spiritual herb garden was overgrown with weeds and the spiritual herbs were squeezed into the corners, but they could still find a few spiritual herbs of good quality.
Feng Ming wondered, "Could there really be a cultivator living in seclusion in a place like this?"
If it were him, he would not want to stay underground. Even if the layout was the same as outside, it was still different.
He would rather breathe the fresh air outside and see the fresh scenery, even if he was chased by wild beasts.
Bai Qiaomo pointed to the building in front and said, "Let's go in and take a look. Maybe there will be some clues."
Fang Zhi and others had the same idea. Fang Zhi had already pushed open one of the rooms and walked in tentatively. There was no danger.
Feng Ming and Bai Qiaomo came to the room closest to them, stretched out their hands and pushed it, and the door was pushed open, and the layout inside was visible.
This is a studio. There are paintings hanging on the walls of the room. There are painting tools on the table in the middle, and a paintbrush is placed there, as if the owner just left for something and will come back at any time to continue painting.
The two walked in and were attracted by the paintings on the wall. There were two men in each painting.
No, it should be a man and a Shuang'er. Feng Ming always treats Shuang'er as a man.
The characters are the same, but the background of each painting is different, and the faces of the two people are blurred. Their real appearance is not painted, but it can be seen from the painting that the two are a couple, a couple with deep feelings.
At this time, Qiu Yi poked his head out from outside to look around. Unexpectedly, he saw a room full of paintings. Curiously, he pulled Ji Yuan in to see.
"Could it be the owner of this place?"
Feng Ming pointed at the painting on the wall and said, "It should be. It's a couple. Maybe they finally lived in seclusion deep underground. I don't know what their identities are."
Qiu Yi's appreciation level is much higher than Feng Ming. After all, he grew up in the royal family with his mother since he was a child. "The painting is really good. The artist's painting skills are very high. The painter should be the man in the painting. The twins in his painting are more delicate."
"Really?" Feng Ming listened to Qiu Yi's words and looked at them carefully, but still couldn't figure out what was going on. "Why not paint their faces?"
Ji Yuan laughed: "Maybe this man doesn't want outsiders to see their true faces."
Feng Ming was surprised and said: "Then will they leave a written record of their identities?"
Ji Yuan shook his head: "I don't know."
But he felt that what Feng Ming said was really possible.
Anyway, they were not in a hurry to leave, so they just admired the paintings one by one.
Feng Ming felt that there might be some mystery hidden in these paintings, and he thought so and said so.
Qiu Yi then got excited: "Then let's look for it carefully, maybe there really is one."
Bai Qiaomo and Ji Yuan both laughed. Anyway, they had plenty of time, so they went to look for it together.
Because there were too many paintings, hanging on the wall, big and small, there were hundreds of them in total, and it would take a long time to look at them all carefully.
During this time, Fang Zhi, Kong Zhao and others also came to take a look. They had no interest in these paintings. After checking them, they found that there were only paintings and painting tools, and nothing else. So they said a few words and left to continue exploring other rooms.
Fang Zhi said: "We found some miscellaneous books and some daily necessities, but few things related to cultivation. We also did not find any items or written records related to their identities."
Feng Ming was puzzled: "Why are they hiding deep underground if they don't practice? Are they learning to live in seclusion like ordinary mortals?"
Then he guessed: "Could it be that one of the two people in this painting is unable to leave for some reason? He had practiced cultivation, but they had enemies outside, so the other person had no choice but to take him to live in seclusion deep underground. Because that person could not practice cultivation, all the items related to cultivation disappeared, so as not to make him sad.
Fang Zhi twitched his mouth when he heard this: "Is this because he has listened to too many storytellings?"
Bai Qiaomo clenched his fist and smiled. It was not because he had listened to too many storytellings, but because he had read too many novels. Fengming has many novel routines.
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