Murder Master

Chapter 63 Lingquan of Kirin Mountain

The broken bridge flew under its feet, and it felt as if it had produced a pair of wings, flew over the river of hell, and was free from then on. However, Bai Niao Chong's heart is extremely heavy. He can't see the situation in a hundred days, but it is not difficult for him to predict that with his strength alone, he still faces the shadow fifty guards in the case of broken legs, as well as tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Thunder Army, not to mention the holy spirit beast equivalent to the heavenly martial arts in the holy realm, the fire cloud unicorn. He knew that Kirin Mountain would become the destination of a hundred heavens. He must fulfill the last wishes of a hundred heavens!

His feet fell on the other end of the broken bridge, and hundreds of birds rushed forward quickly without stopping at all. He doesn't know what the spirit spring of Qilin Mountain looks like and its exact location, but as a ghost refiner, he has a strong perception of spiritual things. If this perceptual ability is used to collect medicinal herbs, the forest where the ghost refiner goes will not leave the tablets and all of them will be cleaned. It is also this mysterious sensory energy, which is like a compass, guiding him to the place where the spiritual spring is located. The approximate location told in advance in a hundred days is not needed.

"Left...right...here!" Without running far away, the hundred birds suddenly stopped.

"I have prepared the white jade porcelain bottle you asked for." As Nancy spoke, she handed the white jade porcelain bottle that had been taken out for a long time to Bainiao Chong.

Hundreds of birds rushed, because he suddenly found that although he had arrived in front of Lingquan, the white jade porcelain bottle was not needed.

It is not a situation of a ground spring and water waves. The Lingquan of Qilin Mountain, which is quietly presented in front of it, is actually a palm-sized crystal. It is square, and the thickness is only a little thicker than the paper of the letter. It gives people a very fragile look, as if with a pinch, it will break into a thousand pieces, or even more.

The ground here is different from other places. It is as dark as ink, very flat and not hot. It actually maintains ice and snow-like coolness in the hot cave. Its area is exactly the same as the dark area of the sleeping fire cloud unicorn overhead. It can be concluded that the dark area is not rootless, but the same cold rock. It is not accidental that the Lingquan of Qilin Mountain was bred between the two. There is an inevitable connection between the two.

"A drop in a thousand years, a cup in ten thousand years..." Bai Niao Chong suddenly remembered the ballad of the Shanshen clan about the spiritual spring of Kirin Mountain, and a wry smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. "It seems that the ancestors of the Shanshen clan have already begun to lie. The so-called spiritual spring is simply a crystallization of a rock."

Tick, the sound of a crisp drop of water falling fell into the cochlea. Bai Niaochong's eyes never moved away. He could see it very clearly. It was a drop of water dripping from the black cold rock above his head. It was upright and unbiasedly dripping on the spiritual spring. At this moment, he suddenly felt that the cold rock under his feet suddenly became colder, and then a drop of water gushed out from the bottom of the spiritual spring.

It turns out that the so-called spiritual spring is formed in this way. Hundreds of birds are full of conjecture in their hearts.

"Is this... the spiritual spring of Kirin Mountain?" Nancy looked depressedly at the white jade porcelain bottle in her hand. It was the appliance she had prepared in advance to pack Lingquan for the hundred birds. Now it seems that the so-called Lingquan does not need any bottle of any nature.

"I don't know why our ancestors lied about this, but... Now is not the time to say this. We have to pick the spiritual spring and get out of here quickly." Bai Niaochong knew the importance of the matter. Although he was also very curious, he suppressed his curiosity. He squatted down and gently grabbed the spiritual spring with the width of his palm.

It is not the coldness of ice and snow, nor the coldness of the cold wind, but a kind of coldness that is difficult to describe in words. As soon as Bai Niao Chong's hand touched the spiritual spring crystal, he immediately felt a cold current flowing in his body, as if it had been suddenly injected into his body by the spiritual spring crystal. Under the influence of this strange cold current, he also felt that some impurities in his body had been washed up, and his whole body seemed to have lost one-third of its weight in an instant.

"This feeling..." Hundreds of birds opened their mouths and couldn't believe it. Among all the statements he has come into contact with about the Lingquan of Qilin Mountain, there is no such one. Even the devil didn't mention it. What on earth is it? What secrets are hidden in it?

For a while, Bai Niao Chong fell into confusion.

"Idiot! Didn't you say that time is tight? What are you doing?" The hundred birds were stunned. Nancy stretched out her lotus feet and kicked the hundred birds half lightly. The position she kicks is the thickest buttocks.

"Uh... Damn it!" Only then did Bai Niao Chong wake up in shock, forcibly swept away the distracting thoughts in his heart, grabbed the crystal of the spiritual spring, and carefully took it out.

The Lingquan crystal, which is only a little thicker than the paper of the letter, looks very fragile, but it was Bai Niao Chong who was surprised again, because the Lingquan crystal in his hand was harder and stronger than the gold and iron, and there was no possibility of breaking or breaking at all.

With a soft sound, the spiritual spring was picked up by hundreds of birds. At this time, Bai Niao Chong found another amazing phenomenon, that is, the crystal of the spiritual spring has plant-like roots, deeply rooted on the cold rock under his feet.

"Let's go." Bai Niaochong did not think about why there were the roots of plants this time. He stuffed the crystal of the spiritual spring into his arms, pasted the meat to collect, and then took Nancy to the bridge of life and death.

As soon as the two left the black cold boulder, there was a rumbling sound from above their heads. In a hurry, hundreds of birds rushed back and took a look, and then they were shocked by a cold sweat. The black boulder for the fire cloud unicorn to rest and sleep is falling from the sky. Wherever it passes, the landslides and rocks are cracked, destroying everything!

If it hadn't been for Nancy's foot and he was still thinking about a problem, there was absolutely no way to escape from the area covered by the huge black stone at this moment. The end can be imagined.

Rumble! The black boulder finally fell to the ground. Dozens of huge cracks spread in an instant, and the ground shook.

"Quick! The bridge is about to be stepped on!" Hundreds of birds roared, pulled Nancy, and rushed to the broken bridge of life and death at a desperate speed.

As soon as their feet stepped on the river bank on the other side, the broken bridge collapsed. The rock bridge extending from both ends fell into the magma river and immediately sank.

But the danger was not relieved, and the ground suddenly shook. The earth cracked more cracks, and steam with a strong smell of sulfur kept coming out of the ground, covering people's sight and burning people's skin.

"This heat makes me dizzy..." Nancy had a bad situation. The living dead were afraid of the flames, and they were also afraid of the hot steam generated by the flames.

"I'll hug you. The spiritual spring crystal is on me, and I'm cold." Hundreds of birds rushed without waiting for Nancy to agree. They put their arms around Nancy's small waist, and then passed one from under her legs and picked her up. After doing all this, he didn't dare to stay at all. He ran to the entrance where Nancy came when the steam had not completely covered his sight.

The footsteps of flying and jumping, every step has the belief of survival. Hundreds of birds rushed to run, and Nancy put her cheeks on his chest, feeling some wonderful feelings that had never been felt before. There is a Lingquan crystal in her arms, and Bainiao Chong's arms do keep it comfortable and cold, but Nancy feels more than this, and she feels that staying in Bainiao Chong's arms is the safest place in the world.

She doesn't know why she has such a strange feeling, because in terms of strength, she and Bai Niao Chong have always been equal, and sometimes she will have the upper hand or take advantage.

The front foot rushed into the mouth, and a huge rock fell on the back foot, completely sealing the hole. I can't see the situation in the grotto, but the sound of the fall of the rock and the cracking of the earth can be heard clearly, which is amazing. With such a voice, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of destruction is being experienced in the cave.

"Get down quickly. We have to get out of here. It's not safe here." Bai Niao Chong wanted to put Nancy down. There is no steam here, and it can't affect her anymore. Of course, she should also walk with her feet.

Unexpectedly, Nancy shook her head, frowned like a cigarette cage, and said in a coy voice, "Hold me for a while..."

"Why?" Hundreds of birds asked.

"I... sprained my foot." Nancy came up with an excuse that was not smart.

"How can a heavenly martial artist sprain his foot? What's more, when I hold you? Go to hell!" Bai Niaochong suddenly let go and let Nancy fall from her arms. How could Nancy's lies deceive him?

"Huh! Who cares about you!" Nancy's waist was gently twisted, and she immediately straightened herself and stood firmly on the ground. She glanced at the hundred birds angrily, and then added, "You let me die. Let me tell you, I'm already dead!"

It's still a matter of logic. Bai Niao Chong shook his head and smiled bitterly, stepped forward without chatting up, and ran to the exit as fast as possible.

"Hey! Wait for me... you're going to die!" Nancy stamped her foot and still caught up with it.

I don't know how heavy the black boulder that fell from the sky is. Now even the whole Kirin Mountain is shaking. Although it has been far away from the scope of the grotto, there are still stones falling from the top of the head, which makes people feel nervous. Fortunately, I made a mark when I came, which saved time.

It took only one-third of the time for Bai Niao Chong and Nancy to walk out of the intricate underground cave area. The mountain tunnel and grotto are still in a melee, but he and Nancy have come to the bottom of the unnoticed mass grave.