Half-demon Raising Immortals

Chapter 254
Snow and sunny.

The mountains turned white.

Seen from the sky, business roads and rivers look like zigzag black lines on white paper.

Lujiang, the thickest black line.

A canoe clings to the surface of the river and goes upstream.

bow.

Lu Tong wore the robe of resentment.

The tiger's claws grasp the boat board, and the mandrill's arms hold the iron rod.There is a dark golden scale tail on the back, and a bright golden panlong is wrapped around the tail.

Inside the boat, Dahan stood in the center.

The two tigers around them brought seven sworn brothers, and each of them held a big flag to control the canoe.

"There are fish, front left."

One of them stared at the water and spoke to remind him.

The water broke violently.

A giant-skulled fish jumped out, opened its five-foot jaws, and bit towards the boat.

Lu Tong glanced at it, and swung a stick casually.

The head of the stick hit the gill of the fish.

The gill bones were instantly shattered, half of the fish's head was knocked off, and the eight-foot-long fish flew horizontally and fell into the water.

Erhu took two steps and said, "Boss, leave these little bits and pieces to me."

He looked into the distance and shook his head.

"According to the plan. Dahan looks for holes, and I kill ghosts, monsters, and demons. When we recover our mana, you will protect the law."

"clear."

After a day and a half, some black lint started to appear in the water.

Another two hours passed.

A gray fog wall connecting the sky and the ground appeared in front of him.

"Light a fire and eat, and after a stick of incense, you will be in the mist."

"Yes."

……

in the fog.

The canoe left the water, followed the river on the bank, and continued upstream.

Lu Tong sacrificed the Great Sun Luo, which turned into a small Lieyang to disperse the gray mist.

The surrounding area is very quiet.

There is no sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, nor the chirping of insects and birds, only the sound of water flowing from the Lujiang River.

From time to time, he popped out an octagonal road sign with his fingers.

Mid-air, branches, grass, soil...

There are road signs, bright ones, dark ones, and fake ones.

"Pfft, puff..."

There was a series of sounds of falling snow.

Lu Tong breathed a sigh of relief, and a stream of white gas came out of his mouth.

"I'll deal with it, you guys be careful. In case a fog monster comes over, remember to save mana when you make a move."

"Boss, make a note."

He left little Lieyang behind and walked into the gray mist with a stick.

The sound is getting closer.

Lu Tong raised his right arm, and clumps of tiny wind blades grew out of his indigo hair.

The arm swung out, and the wind blew.

The gray fog rolled with the wind, becoming thicker and lighter, and there were still gaps in it.

In the gap, snow splashes.

A group of mist monsters charged towards killing Yin spirits, ice slag, and muddy water.

Fog monsters and fog ghosts rely on Yin spirits to practice.

The Yin spirits are transformed by the soul, and the human soul is naturally strong. To them, they are like pills that walk.

His expression froze, a smear of copper color flashed on his neck, and his skin, flesh, blood, tendons, and bones all melted into each other in an instant.

"Three Yuan Jia", Dacheng.

The inside and outside of the physical body are as one, like gold and iron casting.

Lu Tong raised the iron rod, swung the scales on his back from side to side, and made a sound of piercing the air.

soon.

An ape-shaped mist monster wrapped in vines rolled in front of him, sticking out two arms.The entire face was split from the center, and a large mass of black cotton wool squirmed inside the skull, turning into a black needle, which stabbed violently.

The iron rod swung.

The black needle collapsed at the touch, and the two arms were also disconnected at the same time.

The scale tail swept.

Within a radius of three feet, it was swept away.

"Come!"

He roared and swung the iron rod again.

Swing out a stick.

A fog monster in the shape of a python was swept off its head.

After half a stick of incense, the surroundings returned to calm.

Lu Tong looked down.

His hands, legs, iron rod, tail, and most of his body were all covered in black water.

There was no snow around, and there were black cotton wool and black water everywhere.

Return to the airship.

It's a mess here too.

He asked, "What's the matter?"

"Boss, a group of mist monsters came out of the water, they looked like fish and lizards."

Lu Tong looked at several people one by one.

A lot.

"Okay, keep going."

Erhu waved his arms, and the flying boat rose two feet, sticking to the ground and continuing to move forward.

"Boss, is there a ghost?"

He sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, nodded, and said, "Yes. Some of the fog monsters retreated just now, and they should have received the password from the fog ghosts."

"Then..." Erhu looked around, "Will we be followed?"

"Maybe."

……

Five days later.

Lu Tong looked at the stone bridge under his feet.

"The Hengqiang Ancient Bridge is here."

The stone bridge was covered with moss.

It should have been green in the past, but now it has turned black, and when you step on it, a ball of black juice oozes out.

The ancient bridge spans the Lujiang River.

"Boss, where do you go first?"

He looks to the left.

The wide stone bridge pierces straight into the gray mist, like a road of no return leading to death.

Look to the right again.

Same as the left side.

"Go to the right."

bridgehead.

Lu Tong jumped off the bridge, stepped on a piece of dirt, grabbed a handful, and rubbed it in his palm.

The soil particles are extremely fine and soft to the touch.

Soft soil.

There is water, guns, and soft soil here. As long as you find a hole, you will be almost inseparable.

"Dahan, try to see if you can drill down."

"Ah."

Dahan rose from the boat and flew above the soil. The hair on his back fell off, and the hairs on his back gathered into spear heads and burrowed into the soil.

In just a few breaths, a big hole was drilled.

Dahan put his hands on his belly, like a fat fish, got into the hole.

"Two tigers, guard the entrance of the cave."

"Yes."

Lu Tongfei followed, a layer of golden light flowed from his tail, covering his whole body.

With one hand inserted into the soil, the soil was slowly separated.

He felt relieved.

Can be buried.

However, it is more difficult to enter the soil than to enter the sand, like swimming in aquatic plants, there is a pull of force.

Dahan has disappeared.

Lu Tong changed the direction and burrowed into the soil little by little.

Darkness, silence, suffocation...

He searched for a long time, but Dahan's voice came from behind: "Boss, there is a hole."

The sound is like the sound of heaven.

Lu Tong quickly turned back and asked, "Is there a hole?"

"Well, under the bridge."

"go!"

The two quickly went deep underground, one behind the other.

A cave.

Lu Tong jumped into the cave and immediately looked around, his eyes darkened.

There is no stalactite, and there is no "Wangen Pen".

There is only one very thick stone pillar in the cave, on which are carved dragons, tigers descending from the mountain, and phoenixes with wings spread.There was also an offering table next to it, and the melons, fruits, and snacks on it had long since rotted.

The pillars of the Hengqiang Ancient Bridge.

He walked around the pillar and asked, "Are there any other holes?"

"Yes, I hear a few empty places."

"Go and have a look."

After a while, the two entered another cave.

The pillars and altars are exactly the same as the previous cave.

Lutong walked around again.

Looking at the pillar at last, he sighed.

"Let's go, not here."

outside.

Lu Tong stepped onto the flying boat and said, "Let's go, go to Qianglin Mountain."

Others jumped in one after another.

……

Another eight days passed.

Lu Tong hangs in the air.

Take out a jade bottle, and introduce the Huo Sha that was saved before entering the fog into Da Ri Sen Luo.

There is a touch of golden light on the big sun.

After pouring in the billowing mana, the big sun turned into a small blazing sun with a diameter of two feet.

The gray mist faded away, and the surrounding miles suddenly emptied.

He looks down.

A mountain pass.

The Dagu River gushes out from the mountain pass and pours out at the fracture, forming a waterfall.

On both sides of the river, slender peaks are next to each other, like a row of pens hanging on a pen holder.However, some of these peaks have collapsed.

Lu Tong recalled in his heart.

There are rapids, guns, and mountain passes.

No sound from the gong?

He took out the gong and struck it hard.

"Boom!"

"Boom~"

Lu Tong frowned.

There is echo, not much, it should be between yes and no.

"Hole after hole, under Wan Gen's pen."

He looked around and said, "Dahan, go find the cave."

Dahan found a place to get into the mountains.

Erhu suddenly shouted: "Boss, come and see."

Lu Tong flew over.

By the river, in the lee.

The two tigers swept away a large expanse of snow, revealing a large pile of ashes in one corner.

One person went over and took out a few pieces of charcoal, squeezed it hard a few times, and said: "It's not soft enough, it was burned in the past few days."

He stared at the ashes.

Tu Kunshun came and left again.

(End of this chapter)