Legend of the Cultivation God

Chapter 59—Failed

Yan Ming’s layman said that Zhang Zhaoyang said that he knew that his intention had been decided. He said to Lu Yueming and Tan Feng: "I am going to stay here, what about you?"

Lu Yueming and Tan Feng looked at each other and said, "I will not enter, I will guard Zhang Xiong here."

Yan Ming’s layman nodded and said to Zhang Zhaoyang: “That is the best, then you know.”

Zhang Zhaoyang said with a smile: "Go straight to ten, right in eight, after six, and left six, I have long remembered, is it correct?"

Yan Ming’s layman said: “Yes, that’s it, Wan Jian’s heart has a heart.”

This sentence seems to be a pun, but Zhang Zhaoyang did not care, but checked it with him. From the carry-on bag, he took out a bundle of slender snow-white ropes. Yan Ming’s eyes lit up and asked: “Zhang Yin Xian, is your silk rope woven with snow silk?"

Zhang Zhaoyang smiled and nodded and said: "Yan Ming Shi Shu really looks like a torch. This is the result of the silk silkworm spit silk which is only used in the northern ice-covered land, and is blended with other precious silk threads."

Yan Ming lays out and asks: "I heard that this snow silk is tough and abnormal, and it can't be cut with ordinary swords. Is it true?"

Zhang Zhaoyang said: "This is the case, do you want to try it?"

Yan Ming lays out and wants to say: "For the safety of Zhang Shizhen, I still try it." After that, he took out the sharp dagger that he had used last time from his arms and said to Zhang Zhaoyang: "I am cutting the iron like this." Mud, can this rope be able to withstand it?"

Zhang Zhaoyang still said with a smile: "Yanming Shishu but I can't try it. On the same day, my sword master got this silk rope. I have already tried it. I have not tried the Jianfengfeng except the Fengfeng Excalibur. No other sword can be left on this. trace."

Yan Ming’s layman listened, picked up the dagger and rushed to the snow-white rope placed on the ground. Sure enough, when he raised his hand, there was no trace left on the silk rope. Yan Ming’s layman could not help but shake his head and said : "Wan Jian is really good to calculate, can't bear the children can not hold the wolf, this baby is also willing to come out, good calculations, good calculations."

The Zhao Yang still did not answer the words. He picked up the silk rope from the ground and tied it to the jujube tree that had just crossed the sword mark by Yan Ming, and the other one was kneeling on his waist. Then he said to Yan Ming, the geese. Ming Shishu, this snow silk has a benefit, that is, using internal force to shake, it will transmit this jitter to the other end, even if the silk rope is tied to the tree, the other party can still feel it, please Yan Ming Shi Shu is waiting here. After the younger generation enters the forest, please send a message to you when the time is cut off. The younger generation also returned the information, indicating that the younger generation is safe. When the younger generation arrives at the forest, they will send four messages to the seniors. If you want to enter, please introduce it along the wire rope. How?"

Yan Ming lays a smile: "Well, then the troubled teacher is stunned, and we will wait for the ready-made children."

Then, Zhang Zhaoyang took out the leather from Wan Jianfeng from his arms and handed it to Yan Ming, and said, "Yan Mingshi, if I am in the forest, I will return this leather to my sword master."

Yan Ming lays a glimpse, frowning and said: "So precious things, can your sword master give me confidence?"

Zhang Zhaoyang smiled and said: "Uncle Shi is an alliance with my sword master. Naturally, it is not an outsider. It can be entrusted."

Yan Ming’s detective caught and said: “While Yin Xian enters, wait for us to meet in secret, I will pay you back.”

Zhang Zhaoyang thanked: "Xie Shishu, I am here."

After that, Zhang Zhaoyang pulled out the sword and headed into the forest.

Suddenly, Yan Ming’s layman stopped and asked, “How long is your silk rope? I remember going to Lin for a long time, I have to have four or five miles.”

Zhang Zhaoyang smiled and patted several other bags and said: "The disciples are still prepared here. If it is not enough, the disciple will turn back."

Yan Ming lays a look at the bag at his waist, smiles and shakes his head, and said in his heart: "This is a long time, it is really a hero."

Zhang Zhaoyang once again bowed to the people, and then he raised the sword and carefully stepped into the sun-drenched jujube forest.

At the beginning, Yan Mingju and others could see the back of Zhang Zhaoyang. When he went deep, he could not see it. Only the white silk rope was hung between the trees of the jujube forest.

When I waited for a cup of tea, there was no movement in the jujube forest. There was no sound of bird singing. Yan Ming’s layman stepped forward and pulled the silk rope with his hand. It was still tight and stretched out, and the internal force was sent out. After coming over for a while, I felt shaking back in my hand. It seems that Zhang Zhaoyang’s head is still safe. The mentality of Yan Ming’s layman is a little more stable.

Yan Ming lays back and retreats. Lu Yueming and Tan Feng naturally look at him eagerly. Waiting for Zhang Zhaoyang’s news, Yan Ming lays a smile and nods. He did not speak. In this weird place, Yan Ming lays Feeling a little pressure, I couldn't help but feel the nerves to resist, so I didn't have a lot of words in the original words, and I lazy to say something extra.

Waiting for a cup of tea, stunned, Yan Ming lays a heartless jump in the heart, it seems, perhaps, heard the screams in the forest, but his ears obviously did not hear any movement, still a dead Lin Zi, he looked back at the two people around him, but found that Lu Yueming and Tan Feng were also surprised. The eyes were dripping, and his heart said: "Not good." Immediately jumped forward, with his hands Putting on the silk rope tied to the tree, the luck is as before, half a slap, but there is no response. Yan Ming’s heart is in a hurry. Once again, he sent a message and still did not respond. Yan Ming’s layman thought about it and started by hand. Pull back the rope to see if you can pull it out.

Sure enough, it can be pulled, and it is very light.

Yan Ming’s face was heavy and he was pulling a silk rope from the forest. Tan Feng quickly stepped forward to help sort out the silk rope that had been pulled out. Lu Yueming took out the long sword and stood on the side of Yan Ming’s layman, staring at it and looking very ordinary. The jujube forest entrance.

The wire rope has been pulled out a lot, and I have already seen Zhang Zhaoyang hit a dead knot. It is estimated that he is the second one to pick up, but still hasn't seen anything. Yan Ming's layman can't help speed up, not long after, Tan Feng's hands The silk rope has already smashed out a bundle of the boss. Yan Ming’s ear also heard the sound of “Sassoo” in the jujube forest. As the speed of his hand changes, the sound is kept, it should be a silk rope. With one thing in the head, the Yanming layman was more careful, slowing down the speed and pumping it out little by little.

Near, near, everyone is alert.

However, at the end of the rope, there is no monster, and there is nothing on the rope, only one thread.

Yan Ming lays a frown, picks up the thread, carefully looks at it, and looks at the bald thread, which is irregular, like being pulled off, instead of being cut with a sharp sword, Yan Ming lays again Put the thread on the nose and listen carefully, there is a faint **** taste, and then look carefully, there is some blood on the silk rope, it seems that Zhang Zhaoyang is too fierce, even a little relic has not left, Yan Mingju sigh A tone.

Over there, Tan Feng took the silk rope tied to the tree and took the silk rope made of this precious snow silk to the Yanming layman. At this time, Lu Yueming holding the sword in his hand spoke. Ask Yan Mingju: "Yan Ming Shi Shu, you have come here twice, have you found anything different from other places?"

Yan Ming’s layman thought about it and wondered: “I didn’t find any difference. Is there any discovery of Yin Xian?”

Lu Yueming looked at the deep jujube forest, thoughtfully said: "Yan Ming Shishu, I grew up in the mountains since childhood, such a large jujube forest has not seen, but such a large other forest I am I often go there for a long time. I have always thought that this jujube forest is different from other forests. I thought for a long time, only to find out that this jujube forest is very strange. It seems that there is fog inside, and the sun can't be thrown in."

Yan Ming’s layman said with a smile: “Yes, Yin Xian is very careful. When we entered last time, it was foggy inside. I couldn’t see it very far, there was not much sunshine, and there were a lot of animals and Human bones."

Lu Yueming nodded and said: "Where people are in danger, there will always be people who are curious to go inside. The animals will also take the risk of falling in. It is not special to leave the bones. But there are special places that are not there elsewhere?"

Yan Mingju and Tan Fengqi said: "What special and special place?"

Lu Yueming said: "You listen, is there a bird called this jujube forest?"

Yanming layman and Tan Feng listened to the ear, and sure enough, there was no bird called in the mysterious forest. Yan Ming lays back and thinks for a while, saying: "Yin Yin said yes, I used to enter the forest as if it was silent. There are no birds calling."

Lu Yueming said: "This is the strange thing of the younger generation. The birds are no more than beasts. They have wings. They can go anywhere in the world, and the woods are the home of the birds. This large jujube forest does not. The bird is called, isn’t it strange that Yan Ming’s uncle?”

After listening to Lu Yueming, Yan Ming’s heart suddenly flickered, and it seemed to sink. The whole body’s hair was upside down, and there was a cold sweat on the back. Then I saw the silk rope stained with blood in his hand. He had no reason for a while. I was flustered, and then I looked at the dead jujube forest like a sleeping monster. He didn’t want to wait any longer, and he waved his hand and said, "Yin, this is not a place for narrative. Let’s leave first, find a safe place and then elaborate. Not too late."

Lu Yueming and Tan Feng quickly said: "But with Yan Ming’s uncle."

Yan Ming’s layman also said that the silk rope woven from the silk silk was included in his own bag, and Lu Yueming and Tan Feng’s performances were quickly removed, and they no longer looked back.

The quiet mist of the jujube forest seems to have not happened.