Starting from Scavengers to Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 262 Uneasy
Several people finished talking about their experiences, and drank tea in silence.

Xu Chen sighed endlessly.

This group of unlucky guys fell into this inexplicable place, and they were indeed extremely sad and desperate.

In contrast, what happened to him was even more outrageous.

However, the others all fell out of treasure hunts and made a fortune, but I fell in by pretending to be dead. I can be called a god-level death-killing little expert, and no one can compare.

But no matter how he fell in, he has become a grasshopper on a rope. If he wants to escape alive, he can only find a way together. At least in Xu Chen's view, this place is not an absolute death place, but There is already a glimmer of life.

After all, the monks of the Taiyuan Gate must have successfully brought out the Ghost Flower deposited by the Demon Monarch Youtong through the ancient passage.

Although the Taiyuan Gate has disappeared and there is no trace of the method to be found, but this passage should still be there, otherwise Chen Yang and others would not have fallen in for no reason.

And the exit, no accident, is in what they call the ancient country of Yelang.

So Xu Chen poured a cup of tea for everyone again, and said, "Don't be discouraged, everyone, but I have a clue, maybe it's our chance to go back?"

Everyone was very pleasantly surprised when they heard it, and they all put down their teacups and looked at Xu Chen.

"Tell me quickly, what is this clue?" Chen Yang asked eagerly.

So Xu Chen briefly explained what the Youtong Demon Lord experienced, but omitted some of his unimaginable manipulations. After hearing this, a group of people were all excited and ecstatic, and the Ghost Lord said: "In this way, The Taiyuan Sect really had a way to enter and exit the Netherworld back then."

Xu Chen nodded and said: "A person with such status as Youtong Demon Lord will definitely not lie, but the Taiyuan Sect has disappeared for thousands of years, this method is not known to You Tong Demon Lord, so we still have to find a way on our own .”

"What are you guys talking about? Hey, the smell of spirit tea... Well, no, there's also the smell of spirit wine..."

Just as a group of people were excitedly discussing Xu Chen's clue, a surprisingly surprised voice suddenly came from outside the cave, and soon a middle-aged man wearing animal skins and shaggy hair timidly walked in.

"Bang~"

Lu An punched the stone table, jumped up and pointed at the middle-aged man's nose and cursed: "Wang Daolin, you bastard, you dare to come back!"

Chen Yang and Zhong Hui also jumped up with angry faces, rolled up their sleeves and rushed forward.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

"Ah, don't slap your face~"

"Clap clap clap..."

In a blink of an eye, the middle-aged man who had just entered was pressed to the ground by Lu An, Chen Yang, and Zhong Hui, punching and kicking him.

The middle-aged man curled up on the ground, covering his head with his hands and kept screaming.

The movement was so fast that Xu Chen was dumbfounded.

True Monarch Gui Ling was sitting upright, holding a cup of tea slowly, as if he hadn't seen him.

"Get out of the way, let me kill him!" The fourth senior brother Chen Yang was still violent, and he pulled out a red bone stick as thick as an arm from his waist and raised it high.

"Forgive me, I don't dare to run away alone again!" The middle-aged man begged for mercy loudly in fright.

"Okay, stop it!"

Seeing that the bone stick in Chen Yang's hand began to glow red, Zhenjun Ghost Ling put down his teacup and spoke.

"Boom~"

Chen Yang resentfully put away the bone stick, raised his foot and kicked fiercely, amidst the tumbling vitality, the middle-aged man let out a scream and was kicked out of the stone room. After a few breaths, he limped in slowly again with a disheveled face, stood at the door, bowed his head and faltered, not daring to speak.

"Wang Daolin, although we are not from the same sect, let alone master and apprentice, we have been living here for decades, and it is only natural for us to help each other. What you have done today is not a pity to die. The poor Taoist will forgive you for the sake of the past. This time, if there is another time, don’t blame the poor Taoist for not being sympathetic and destroying your cultivation!” True Monarch Ghost Ling said coldly.

"Yes, yes, I don't dare anymore, please forgive me this time, senior and fellow Taoists, and give me a chance to reform myself!"

The middle-aged man answered cautiously, his pale and skinny face was full of horror, and his obscenity made people sigh and groan.

Xu Chen was still a little angry before, but now he found that he couldn't get angry.

This is a majestic Alchemy Realm powerhouse, and in the outside world, he is the head elder of a fairy sect, a giant who suppresses one party.

But now it's turned into this embarrassing appearance.

It can be seen that after living in the wilderness, how strong is the consumption of people's Taoism.

"Oh, that's all, life is not easy, and death is not reconciled to it. Is it not the case in the poor way? Wang Daolin, since you are still willing to come back, then you should think about what to do in the future. Don't talk about other poor people. Fortunately, we met Xu Xiaoyou today, so we can all escape back, sit down, this is the spiritual tea brought by Xu Xiaoyou, you can drink a cup, if you can't escape from the underworld, you can die without regrets!"

As he spoke, True Monarch Ghost Ling personally poured a cup of spiritual tea from his own cup and placed it on the stone table.

Wang Daolin dodged the murderous angry eyes of the three of Chen Yang, and slowly moved to the side of the stone case, knelt down and took a sip of spirit tea with both hands, two lines of tears rolled down his dusty cheeks, and he took another sip, unexpectedly Sitting on the ground whining began to cry bitterly.

Seeing this situation, the anger on the faces of Chen Yang, Lu An, Zhong Hui and the three of them gradually subsided unconsciously, and finally Chen Yang kicked Wang Daolin's ass fiercely and shouted: "You are still a fucking alchemy!" A master of the environment, so cowardly, it's like shit, if he had been beaten to death eight hundred times outside, he would know how to drink, and he still doesn't thank my junior brother!"

Wang Daolin was kicked, but his hands were holding the teacup firmly, not even a drop of tea spilled, he turned his head cautiously when he heard this, looked at Xu Chen with tears choked up, and said, "Thank you, fellow Daoist, Wang Daolin. Tea, I thought I would never drink such a peerless delicacy in this lifetime!"

Xu Chen also waved his hands angrily and said, "It's just a cup of tea, it's not worth thanking!"

Only then did Wang Daolin lower his head and take a small sip to slowly finish a cup of spiritual tea. After he carefully placed the teacup on the stone table, he hesitated for a long time and even mustered up his courage to look at Xu Chen and said, "Does Fellow Daoist Xu still have spiritual wine on him? Shall I have a drink too?"

"Damn it, your thinking is pretty good!" This time, before Xu Chen could speak, Chen Yang and Lu An rushed forward again, pushing Wang Daolin to the ground with another explosive hammer.

But after beating the words, Xu Chen fulfilled his wish and poured him half a glass of spirit wine, which was just a lower-grade ordinary second-grade spirit wine.

But even this half cup of spiritual wine broke Wang Daolin's heart, and finally filled the teacup in a circle, and sat on the ground holding the teacup and weeping reluctantly.

True Monarch Ghost Ling and the others all twitched.

Xu Chen couldn't bear to look at it in the end, so he could only persuade him, "Why is this so, Daoist Wang, it's just a sip of spirit wine."

Wang Daolin cried like a child, choked up and wiped his tears and said: "Fellow Daoist, I don't know. In this ghostly place where birds don't shit, I think this mouth is going crazy. I think that when I was in Qingcheng Mountain, I was a little peach blossom. The Peach Blossom Immortal Wine brewed by my junior sister is a first-class spiritual wine, water from the Zhangren Spring, flowers from the Peach Garden, and brewed by my junior sister's white and tender hands. The taste is wonderful..."

"Bang~"

Before Wang Daolin finished speaking, he was slapped out of the cave by the unbearable True Monarch Ghost Spirit.

Xu Chen: ...

How the hell is a strong person in the Dan Yuan realm? He's a complete dud.

They have fallen into the current situation, and their heads are still full of spirit wine and little sister Taohua.

However, it can also be seen that this guy is also an infatuated and resentful species. He can persist until today without a complete collapse of his Dao heart. I'm afraid it has something to do with this little sister Taohua.

The return of Wang Daolin broke everyone's interest in drinking tea and chatting.

At this moment, it was extremely dark outside. On the pitch-black sky, there were countless stars flickering, and there was even a bright crescent moon. Although it was hazy, Xu Chen was very moved.

"I didn't expect that there are moons and stars in the underworld!"

Sitting on the rock outside the cave, looking up at the stars and the moon in the sky, Xu Chen felt very cordial and emotional.

Sitting next to him, Chen Yang also silently looked up at the sky and sighed: "Eight years have passed in a blink of an eye. I often miss every plant and tree in the master's school. I didn't expect to meet my junior brother here. It is a great blessing." .”

Xu Chen also sighed unceasingly, and at the same time worried: "I don't know how the Seventh Senior Sister and Senior Brother will go to the ancient country of Yelang? I'm afraid they will fall in too."

Chen Yang smiled bitterly: "No one knows about this, I hope their luck is not so bad!"

So the two brothers and sisters were relatively speechless, and they returned to the stone room to rest and fall asleep until the moon was in the sky.

Since leaving Wind Clan, Xu Chen hasn't had a good night's sleep.

But right now, he couldn't fall asleep.

Worried about the big changes in Heifengling, worried about the safety of Taiyuanmen, worried about senior brother and seventh senior sister, and worried about whether the thirteenth senior sister will succeed in building the foundation. Can't let go.

While tossing and turning, he was even worried about whether the Youtong Demon Lord was out of danger.

Thinking of Lord Youtong, he naturally thought of Feng Feiyi.

"Ugh!"

Xu Chen let out a long sigh, feeling restless, and finally got up, sat down cross-legged and began to practice.

For the sake of learning more and more, for the sake of Taoism.

Xiuxian Wenwen was most afraid of worrying too much, otherwise he would be restless.

Right now there is still hope, but it is uncertain, and no one knows whether they can find a way to leave.

(End of this chapter)