Chapter 6 Guide

The river in the distance flows quietly, and an old camphor tree fan covers the sky.

The air is dry and hot, and breathing into the lungs is like fire. If his body had not been transformed, Fang Xin suspected that he had become an African chicken. The light around is in a trance like water waves in the hot air.

There is no grass on the reddish-brown land under your feet, and the coarse stone knives are against the sharp front rocks one by one. You can hear the sound of sneering when you step on the thin sand, and then a faint white smoke comes out. Looking around, there are reddish-brown hills, shrinking a few lonely dog-tailed weeds, and the whole barren land where birds don't poop and chickens don't lay eggs.

The old tree above Fang Xin's head is the most conspicuous target within a hundred miles.

Fang Xin followed Nanxuan and came here in a tool similar to a giant bird. Just as Fang Xin was interested in the strange transmission array on the birds, Nanxuan hurriedly put it into Natalie's ring.

The two are now lying on the hot sand, staring at the distance. A few hours later, Fang Xin slowly turned his head and raised his contemptuous middle finger at the old man Nanxuan behind him.

"What does this mean?" Obviously, Nanxuan does not understand the profound meaning of the middle finger, the most popular insulting symbol language in the world.

"It means that I admire you so much." Fang Xin smiled bitterly and said, "In this place where birds don't shit, you can think of stealing treasures. I really admire your imagination."

In the face of ridicule, Nanxuan's face did not change: "Hey, you have found this advantage of the old man." Then he knocked Fang Xin hard: "Kid, wait slowly. It's useless to be anxious. In the Huangquan world, you should be an excellent hunter. In addition to patience, it is still patience!"

"I think we were roasted to death before we became excellent hunters. What the hell is it? There is no sun, but the ground is so hot..."

"A few mountains here are the evil mountains. There are several strange volcanoes under the ground, which do not erupt, but they have been steaming, so this ground is so hot. Nanxuan reminded, "If you can come to such a place, you should be glad that you are still alive."

Fang Xin's heart trembled when he heard this. The Devil Mountains? Isn't this one of the dividing lines between the edge and the middle of the Huangquan boundary? It is the central and edge of the boundary line that is as famous as the prison sea and the Silent Hill. It is said that this site is full of powerful demons who like raw meat.

Nanxuan saw that Fang Xin was a little unnatural and had already made clear his mind his thoughts: "What? Are you afraid when you hear about the evil mountains?

"Are you afraid? What am I afraid of? Fang Xin heard Nanxuan's words and knew that he was stirred himself up, and he was still uncomfortable: "It's just that there is no need for unnecessary adventure."

"When you see the monster's collection, you will know whether there is a need to take risks." Nanxuan was too lazy to chew his tongue with Fang Xin, so he simply lowered his head and narrowed his eyes slightly. The eyes have been exposed to the scorched air for a long time, and even the white night people feel a little uncomfortable.

"Fure, why did I agree to come with him?" Fang Xin pinched his face fiercely.

Originally outside Niutouliao, Fang Xin and Dongfang were going to rush to the brilliant Tauren tribe in the Kaka Mountains. Unexpectedly, Nanxuan suddenly told Fang Xin with a mysterious face that he would take him to other places to see the world and travel to some strange places in the Huangquan world before the war came.

In Nanxuan's description, the place to go is completely described as a beautiful tourist attraction. Fang Xin was excited and agreed, so he came to the vicinity of the Ghost Mountain.

It was not until the moment he got off the bird-like transmitter that Nanxuan told Fang Xin that the extra task of this trip was to steal some precious materials used to make "ice blade warriors". The ice blade warrior - is the transparent and powerful warrior Fang Xin met in the old nest in the mountains near Niutouliao in Nanxuan.

About a few hours later, Fang Xin only felt that his body was about to melt, and Nanxuan beside him moved and patted Fang Xin on the shoulder.

"Hey, it's time. Did you have a good trip?"

Fang Xin did not answer Nanxuan's words. He was afraid that he would impulsively tear Nanxuan's mouth as soon as he turned back. At the same time, he felt a trace of abnormality.

The fluctuation comes from under the ground, as if it were a long breath of a beast. Fang Xin felt an unusually powerful spiritual power, spreading ripples in all directions with the fluctuation of water lines.

"Ky, you will see the most wonderful scene in the Huangquan world." Nan Xuan crawled beside Fang Xin and whispered. He also felt the fluctuation, and an intoxicated mood flashed in his eyes.

The surface is cooling rapidly, and between the boundless hills and rocks and gravel, water vapor slowly gushes out, and then forms thick clouds and fog.

Fang Xin saw his most shocking scene.

The clouds gushed out majestic mountains, dense forests, buildings and tiles, surrounded by fireworks, and crowds... Flowing clouds are surging, bumping, disassembling and combining, and even the wind of the roaring yellow spring in the sky.

Then came the earth-shaking cheers of "Ula, Ula" and rumbled from the ground.

Just now, it was an endless hill, and now it actually cracked a gap five or six meters long. Cool water vapor gushed out of the surface, and then Fang Xin saw a large group of various demons in the Yellow Spring world, running out of the cracked corridor, worshipping the various wonders formed by the flowing clouds in the sky one by one.

In addition to the shock, Fang's confidence raised great doubts. Is he dazzling? How similar the scene I just saw is to the "mirage" I saw on human television!

"Beautiful landscape, right?" Nanxuan withdrew his eyes and sighed in Fang Xin's ear.

Fang Xin nodded speechlessly. In the dangerous and desolate Huangquan world, this kind of wonder of the human world is really fascinating.

"Why don't you use dark spiritual power to observe the situation around you?" Nanxuan reminded softly.

What does Nanxuan's words mean? However, he still released the dark spiritual power according to his words. Of course, this is a controlled release.

At this moment, no one noticed Fang Xin and Nanxuan disguised as stone-like demons in the carnival. Some people even accidentally stepped on a few feet when passing the two stones under the camphor tree.

A faint black shadow scattered into the sky. In the long-term gloomy weather of the Yellow Spring World, it is not easy to be found, especially those slave people who have been overwhelmed by a kind of enthusiasm.

touched the black shadow, and a few transparent blanks appeared in the clouds, as if the wool glass had been ground with sandpaper.

Fang Xin's pupils couldn't help dilated and were extremely surprised. His dark spiritual power and the cloud gas were annihilated.

"Now you know. That's just a false spiritual landscape, a mixture of the spiritual power of the circulation system and the spiritual system. Nanxuan saw the expression on Fang Xin's face and explained in a low voice.

Fang Xin suddenly said, "It turns out that Yunqi was changed by the spiritual power of the circulating mind." The best thing for a circadian is to change the nature of the spirit.

After paying attention to observation, Fang Xin found that the underground of this vast hilly belt seemed to have been completely hollowed out into a huge cave. The entrance to the crypt is an exquisite classical grotto, and the ancient and simple carved patterns leave traces of quiet precipitation over the years on the door of the grotto that has experienced the wind and frost.

There is a strong smell of gunpowder smoke in the grottoes, and the dull sound of iron tapping can be faintly heard. At the same time, a cold white cold air also emerged from it, covering the rock surface and flowing in all directions, dispelling the surrounding heat.

After a few minutes, more than a dozen tauritan soldiers suddenly rushed out of the sunken grotto door. The leading soldiers were covered with bronze and dazzling skin, which was the metal of the tauritans. Every tarew held a long whip with a baby's thick arm in his hand, and the long whip roared in the air and threw it at the fanatics.

"The release time has passed. For your original God, for your faith, go back to work, you bitches, shit!"

The sound of whipping came in exchange for a tragic howling. Those old khaki women, slender snake children, and short and clumsy stone statues stumbled to the entrance of the grotto cave.

The two bull-headed guards walking at the end passed the camphor tree carelessly and waved a whip at the slowest snail teenager. The whip has not fallen in the air for a long time. Fang Xin's elastic arm has only clasped the neck of one of the bull's heads. Even the metal body is slowly melted and annihilated under the erosion of dark spiritual power. The other one was directly knocked unconscious by Nanxuan's strange force.

Two bull heads were quietly pulled into the sand dunes.

"Why didn't you sneak in just now?" Fang Xin turned over the sign in his hand curiously. This is a rose-colored wooden card with a faint flash of inspiration on it, and you can feel a strange aura.

"How to get in? Do you see that there are human-looking ethnic groups among those slaves? At the same time, everyone here has such a spiritual card. That's through the authentication of the space defense array. Nanxuan glanced at Fang Xin: "Wouldn't it be better for me to make these two bull heads into puppets for the time being and let them lead us in later?"

Two dull-faced taurounis led the way in front of them.

Behind the grotto gate is a deep cave with a ten-acre land-sized cave. The first-class ancient and dilapidated stone steps twisting down to the deep dark place. The breadth of the whole step is simply incredible. Even if the brilliant tauren-headed people are mad at the same time and let them walk side by side here, it will never be Affect traffic.

After about half a minute, Fang Xin only appeared with this ancient stone steps covered with light moss and a scattered and incomplete skeleton on both sides.

As the huge stone steps circled down, I walked for about a quarter of an hour and passed through a grotto door the size at the entrance again, and my eyes suddenly opened up.

A vast world emerged faintly from the end of the distant sight, and a red aperture like lightning suddenly appeared from time to time. There was no abyss imagined by Fang Xin, nor the suffocating darkness imagined, only endless depression, distant and empty depression, spreading in the air. A light smell of sulfur.

Towards the edge of the platform, Nanxuan stopped. He and Fang Xin looked down. In the gully below, there were countless small red light like hair, as if flowing, and there were some faint traces of light spots. If you look carefully, it turns out to be slowly flowing magma. No wonder the air is so dry and hot.

The sound of the alarm suddenly sounded loudly, and Nanxuan's face changed slightly. Then the air fluctuated subtly, and a crisp female voice was heard: "Guard No. 6, No. 9, the stranger brought in has no identification, please show the pass."

Fang Xin's right hand hung down, and a faint black fog surrounded it. Nanxuan waved to him secretly.

One of the taurns said angrily, "This is a newly captured slave who dropped the spirit card when he came out to release the wind. I'll catch it back and punish it later!"

The woman's voice was silent.

Fang Xin and Nan Xuan wiped the sweat off their heads and put the two unconscious tauri guards into the excavated pit next to them, and then Nan Xuan became active.

The cave here is opened up with two completely different spaces, which are only separated by glazed doors.

On one side is a volcano with lava magma, in which strong slaves fan the bellows, flow the metal into the groove, and then water it to cool it, sweating like rain. The thin slave beat his hands next to him and was splashed by metal juice from time to time, moaning in deep pain.

The space on the other side is shaded, and rows of trees condensed with ice crystals on the branches and leaves, and the hot water from the other side is cooled back through the dark road.

Fang Xin followed Nanxuan closely and avoided the bullhead guards who paraded one by one.

From time to time, in the cliff hole above the cliff standing next to the spiral staircase, there was a subtle and dangerous restless sound that moved the dark outline. The airflow hovered in the space, which made it a gloomy and horrible place. Fang Xin almost crashed into huge spider webs in several corners in a row. Fortunately, on his body The dark spiritual power - the mirror light appeared in time, relieving a lot of unnecessary damage.

"It's here." Nanxuan warned in a low voice: "Look at my eyes. What I want to take can not only be used as a 'ice blade guard' body material, but also be used to re-transform the body.

Fang Xin's face collapsed when he heard the second half of the words. Do you still need to do physical modification? He wanted to question Nanxuan and opened his mouth, but closed it again.

A creature similar to a rock sheep eats ice strips hanging from the woods in the crystal clear ice forest.

"That's what it is. Be careful when you catch it later. They are rare monsters in the Huangquan world - cold-footed sheep. It specializes in making a living from the ice crystals condensed by the coldest ice crystal trees. Nanxuan pointed to the creatures and woods in the forest and introduced them to Fang Xin.

"You don't want to put the leg of sheep on me, do you?" Fang Xin suddenly remembered the miserable appearance after Elder Wufu was installed with a brilliant totem wood, and his heart became nervous.

"I don't have this plan for the time being." The old man Nanxuan turned around and smiled.

Fang Xin had a chill all over his body.

"Okay, let's get to business." Nanxuan observed carefully for a while and saw that there was no abnormal movement around him. He crumbened his back and rushed almost to the cold-footed sheep who looked up and ate the ice crystals. He turned his head halfway and greeted Fang Xin, "How many of these things are, and then put them all into my 'Natali Ring'."

"Wait a minute!" Just as Nanxuan crept over a cold-footed sheep, Fang Xin stretched out his arm more than ten meters away and pulled Nanxuan's leg.

"Don't touch that sheep!" Fang Xin just used the art of shadow attachment to spread the dark spiritual power around, and found that the sheep Nanxuan was going to catch now always intentionally or unintentionally escaped the entanglement of dark spiritual power, and there seemed to be a faint fluctuation of spiritual power in his body.

This is really strange.

When the warning was over, it was too late. When Nanxuan's hand was still an inch away from the lamb, the lamb's body began to quickly twist and deform, and a cage flew out of the phantom to Nanxuan. Fang Xin saw clearly that the material of the cage seemed to be made of silk spit by Bernie monkeys. If it was put on, even if the white night clan's brute force was amazing, I'm afraid it would struggle.

Fang Xin was worried, with a sastic smile on Nan Xuan's old face, and something suddenly appeared in his hand. A beige bean ball bounced against the dark cage that came out of the lamb.

In the violent explosion, Fang Xin has pulled the little old man over.

When the debris of wood and crystal were scattered all over the sky, and a sheep leg fell at Fang Xin's feet. After a closer look, I found that the sheep leg was actually wooden, with glazed transparent crystal debris at the joints. Except for the sheepskin wrapped outside, all parts of the sheep are actually made of black iron, wood and some unknown crystal wire.

"Machine!" Nanxuan picked up the crystal debris and carefully observed it, and then broke off an iron joint from the broken sheep. A touch of brilliance appeared in his eyes. He said in a resolutely, "The 'machine technique' driven by the power of Rongri crystal is made by a master!"

"Don't worry about 'machine skills'! Catch a few cold-footed sheep first!" Fang Xin is quite unaccustomed to Nan Xuan's serious appearance. It's not easy to enter this secret place at the risk, so you can't go back empty-handed. He had just observed carefully, and there seemed to be nothing special around except for the lamb disguised as this machine.

Fang Xin just aimed at the cold-footed sheep who fled in panic. Suddenly, he felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes behind him peeping at him. He suddenly turned around, but only saw the dense ice crystals hanging down in the dense forest.

The old man Nanxuan showed a mocking smile, and a smirk appeared on his old face. His eyes turned around, aimed at Fang Xin and shouted, "Fang Xin boy, if an old woman always likes to peep at you. What do you think of her?"

Fang Xin was stunned when he heard the words, and then saw the old man Nanxuan keep poking and frowning at him. As soon as he thought about it, he shouted: "Two possibilities. One is lack of sexual desire... The other is lack of sexual desire..."

Fang Xin threw out a sentence without thinking. Although he didn't understand what old Nanxuan meant, Nanxuan repeatedly frowned at him, and everyone knew that there was no good thought in his words.

"You two are so bold!" The faint hoarse sound came from the void and floated, making people unable to judge the direction of the sound.

"Old man, do you think my 'grave of bone elves' is your plantation? This is the third time you have come to steal.

Nan Xuan raised his eyebrows and said to the void, "You old woman. I just took something from your dead old ghost, which is this 'grave of bone elves'. I gave him many rare beasts here. What's the matter with him now?"

"Take it without saying 'stealing'!" With a fierce sound, Fang Xin only felt that the air shook, and then the water mist rose and two people fell from the air.

A pig wearing a small red flower on his head, rubbed with rouge on his face, white hair all over his body, and long white beard, was staring at Nanxuan fiercely with his small eyes - it turned out to be an old lady of the Hobbit. The old-fashioned old lady Hobbi held a wooden staff tightly in her hand. The top of the staff was inlaid with a shining crystal bead, which pointed to Nanxuan and Fang Xin. From the vast white fog-like aura, Fang Xin can feel the powerful spiritual power contained in the crystal beads.

A man in white in a hat is standing next to the old lady. The bamboo hat pulled very low, covering most of his face, leaving only a smile from the corners of his lips. As soon as the man in white appeared, Fang Xin couldn't help looking at him a few more times. Because the man in white wears a black cover that he is quite familiar with. The condom wrapped his whole right arm in. Fang Xin knew this kind of condom. At the beginning, Dongfang bought a similar glove to prevent the domino in his hand from being recognized.

"Old woman, I haven't seen you for a long time. Ha ha!" Seeing the old Mrs. Hobby, Nanxuan's smile was a little embarrassed. He obviously didn't expect the old woman to appear in person.

"Yes, long time no see." The old woman spoke hard and was obviously very unhappy with Nanxuan. She said angrily, "The first two times you came to steal the cold-footed sheep. I saw that the dead old man had some friendship with you, so I didn't care about it. I didn't expect you to be addicted. Do you think my old woman is useless, right?

"Monica, how dare I look down on you." Fang Xin was surprised that the old man Nanxuan was extremely careful about this old Hobby woman. At the same time, the tone of these two people seems to have known each other before. Fang Xin is also confused about their relationship.

"Wasn't it arrogant just now? Why are you so careful when you see me coming out? Mrs. Monica said coldly, "When my damn death, even his old friends bullied me!"

The old man Nanxuan's face suddenly turned red.

"Monica, if you didn't give it to me, how could I steal it?" Nanxuan shouted, "This cold-footed sheep was originally a good seed improved by me and the bone elf brother Pirro. Although I was raised by you, I also have a share!"

"Piro? Do you dare to mention the name of the dead ghost? Have you forgotten how he died? His bones are completely calcified and his spiritual power is completely condensed, and now his dead body is still preserved in my bedroom like a statue!" Monica's staff hit the ground heavily and was aggressive.

As soon as Nanxuan heard it, the flames all over his body immediately flowed away. The ossification of the bone elf Pirro is the eternal pain in his heart, which was the most adventurous colonization experiment he did a hundred years ago.

The bone elf race is an extremely special race in the Huangquan world. The bones of the whole body are the most powerful weapon and a special force. However, the bone weapon of bone elves relies on "bone hyperplasia" to constantly maintain powerful jade bones. Bone hyperplasia is actually a disease, which can maintain the bone consumption of bone elves. At the same time, once bone hyperplasia is out of control, it will produce "ossification" - it will become a statue of bones that continue to expand and condense, and the whole body consciousness will be swallowed up by violent spiritual power.

At that time, the bone elf Pirro was one of Nanxuan's few foreign friends. In his later years, Pirro was a serious nervous disorder caused by bone hyperplasia, and as a result, he begged Nanxuan to do spiritual skills for him. During the operation, Nanxuan failed, because when he cut the extra ossified armor of the bone elf Piro during the operation, Piro attacked Nanxuan because of severe pain and lost control, which led to Nanxuan's failure of the operation. The bone elf Pirro turned into a statue.

Nan Xuan was silent. The coldness in Monica's eyes was gradually cooling down. She looked at Nanxuan a few times and sighed leisurely, "I know how many times you have come. The first time was 12 years ago, when you not only stole the dragon fruit, but also trampled down the dragon fruit seedlings in the botanical garden. Then seven years later, you stole six pairs of underage cold-footed sheep. Now, your "No. 3" just now has blown up my "machine sheep" guard just now! If you want something, you can go straight to the old woman. The old woman doesn't seem to be so stingy. But your sneaky and unscrupulous destructive behavior really annoys me!"

"Mrs. Monica, I just looked at it. The core part of the machine sheep can still be repaired." The man in white wearing a bamboo hat interrupted: "Fortunately, it has not been completely destroyed. Otherwise, the explosion of the melting crystal inside will be unimaginable. He squatted down and picked up the broken body of the machine sheep and took out a dazzling crystal wrapped in wire from his black chest.

Fang Xin was shocked. He looked at Nanxuan, and the old man's eyes were also full of fear. Rongri Crystal is a rare powerful crystal that stores spiritual power in the Huangquan world. The "No. 3" bomb made by Nanxuan old man is made of melting crystal as the main material, and the explosive power of that thing is amazing. If the two melting crystal blocks explode together, the result... Fang Xin dares not think about it. Even if he doesn't die, he will peel off the skin.

"Monica..." Nanxuan said, "I can... compensate. But this cold-footed sheep is really useful today. Nanxuan was ashamed. He had always felt that the death of the bone elf Pirro had something to do with his negligence. Of course, Mrs. Monica also thought so. Therefore, Nanxuan has never dared to sneak into the tomb of bone elves and dare not go to see Mrs. Monica. His arrogant arrogance was just pretending to hide his inner weakness. When he saw Monica, he was immediately beaten back to his original shape.

"I don't need your compensation. You go!" Monica, the old wife of the Hobbit, her voice slowed down and was full of vicissitudes.

"I... need cold-footed sheep as materials!" The old man Nanxuan flattened his heart. Anyway, there is no skin, so it's just more thorough.