Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 387 The whereabouts of "Zhi Fu" and "Liu He"
Yan Huan circulated Qi in his body and found that the circulation of Qi in his body, coupled with the connection with the heaven and earth, and especially the connection with his natal spirit, were all intensified to a profound and subtle state.

This change is not a forced breakthrough in a moment, but rather it is like the seeds planted in the past taking root and sprouting.

Simply put, there is an extra level of sedimentation.

"It's worthy of being the place where the immortal left the atmosphere. It can actually achieve this level."

Yan Huan looked around and couldn't even notice anything unusual in the cave.

Anyway, thanks in advance.

clap clap clap!
Yan Huan clapped his hands three times and bowed to express his gratitude towards the words "Wu Zhen Pian" engraved on the stone wall.

The stone carvings were incomplete and not much valuable information could be obtained from them. Going down towards the stone door of the Bagua diagram mechanism, almost everything was blown into pieces and was difficult to restore.

Yan Huan did not continue exploring as two strong auras came faintly from outside the cave.

After exiting the cave, Yan Huan flew up the stone walls on both sides of the valley and saw Zhou Sheng, who was hunched over, in a clearing in the woods.

Next to the old monkey was an unknown old man breathing heavily.

"Senior Zhou Sheng, are you revisiting your old place?"

“And this one…”

Ok?
Yan Huan looked down at the blind Gu Jiting and felt an indescribable weirdness.

It was clearly the first time that I met this old man, but he actually had a hint of the Teng Snake's terrifying curse on him.

After thinking for about three seconds, Yan Huan remembered the malicious gaze in the air, and his face turned cold.

He half-knelt on the ground and asked, "The guy who just performed a trick in the air should be you, right?"

Gu Jiting's body trembled. Although he was blind and there was only endless darkness in front of him, he could still clearly feel an extremely oppressive gaze.

Just like the big snake's eyes he had just seen, he was being targeted again.

Yan Huan glanced at Zhou Sheng. This big monkey would hardly get involved in any mess except giving instructions to his successor. The only people he cared about, besides Wang Ye and Feng Baobao, were his sworn brother who was also one of the "Thirty-Six Thieves".

"See? This method, could it be..."

"Are you Gu Jiting?"

"Ha..." Gu Jiting, whose eyes were bleeding, breathed a sigh of relief. As a response, he moved his dry and pale lips up and down, making a hoarse and weak sound.

Yan Huan stood up, and Zhou Sheng, with a grim look on his face, straightened up as well.

Yan Huan did not expect that Gu Jiting, who disappeared in front of the Shuzi Gate during the Jiashen Rebellion, would appear in this way.

Moreover, the inheritor of "Daluo Dongguan" actually directed his spearhead at himself.

Yan Huan was just about to use the power of "Xuanwu" to peek into Gu Jiting's heart to see what conspiracy this old man was hiding, but Zhou Sheng on the opposite side spoke directly.

"Yan, none of the thirty-six thieves had a good end. The few who possessed the 'Eight Wonderful Skills' were even more entangled in karma, bringing disaster to future generations. In order to completely extinguish the aftermath of the Jiashen Rebellion, we need someone who can understand the whole truth and intervene."

"Qu Tong from Yaoxing Society."

"For some reason, we placed our bets on her."

Zhou Sheng sighed and tried to help Gu Jiting up from the ground.

Before Gu Jiting could get up, a foot stepped on the back of his dry and skinny hand.

Yan Huan stepped firmly with his right foot, bent over, and almost put his face in front of Zhou Sheng.

"so what?"

"You were so hot-headed that you ignored your master and elders and swore brotherhood with the head of the Quanxing sect. You were obviously born with little luck and a short life, but you still wanted to get a glimpse of the secrets. Are you wronged by the consequences?"

"Whether you die peacefully or not, what does it have to do with me? I only know that your brother has the scent of my brother on him, and the person behind me will not take action without authorization unless my life is in danger..."

Yan Huan put his mouth close to Zhou Shen's ear and said in a low voice: "If you don't give me an explanation for what happened today..."

"This Mr. Gu, I'm afraid you can't take him away."

There is no point in running away. Even if Gu Jiting has some unknown means of escape, the Teng Snake's gaze will continue, and the result can only be a life worse than death.

Zhou Sheng was stunned and gritted his teeth.

I was indeed in the wrong today and it is difficult for me to argue back, but I also cannot just sit back and watch my younger brother suffer.

We have to find a compromise to save Xiao Gu's life.

"Cough cough cough..." Gu Jiting coughed violently a few times and raised his hand to pull Zhou Sheng's Taoist robe.

"Third brother, forget it."

"We are all people who have lived through troubled times. If we want to harm others, we must be prepared to be killed. Sometimes I wonder if I should have died decades ago..."

"Tsk." Zhou Sheng groaned and threw the question back, "What do you want to do?"

The only thing the old monkey can show off is the "Fenghoutu". The kid opposite him doesn't care about it at all!

Yan Huan thought about it and realized that this "Daluo Cave Observation", as the name suggests, must be an ultimate way of observation. This kind of "observation" might be different from the ordinary five elements magic, and maybe he would see something.

"Well, I'll heal your eyes."

"Huh?" Gu Jiting's body stiffened and he was stunned on the spot.

"So, what's the price?"

Yan Huan pointed to the sky and said, "You can exist as an observer, and what you see is far beyond what we can see. I want you to find two spiritual objects."

The power of the two Teng snakes comes from the original spiritual creature.

Gu Jiting turned his head hastily and said directly: "Then you might as well just kill me! Why beat around the bush?"

"Okay, then I'll satisfy you." A golden light gathered on Yan Huan's fingers, turning into an extremely sharp blade.

Seeing this, Zhou Sheng stopped immediately and advised: "Xiao Gu, this is a good deal. It's just a few more blindnesses. It's okay!"

Compared to losing one's life, the price is light.

Gulu!

Gu Jiting swallowed his saliva, not because he was afraid of going blind, but because he never wanted to experience that weird scene again.

And from the gaze of the snake, he, as a family sorcerer, seemed to have guessed the identity.

"Do you want to gain the power of the sky?"

Yan Huan did not reply, and Gu Jiting simply did not pursue the matter further.

"Forget it. To use Third Brother's words, I should."

call--

Gu Jiting took a long breath and calmed his restless heart. This kid named Yan was looking for the Eight Fraudulent Gods. Even if he could find the same power as spiritual creatures of this level, the price he would pay would be immeasurable.

Yan Huan raised his hand and waved, and green light sprinkled down.

The damaged parts of Gu Jiting's eyes healed quickly, and the faint light from the starry sky slowly fell and reflected in his eyes.

The night wind blew in the valley, and such a living person disappeared in full view of everyone.

"What's going on here?"

Gu Jiting was in his own "Daluo Heaven". Looking down, the mountains, rivers, lakes and streams all became clear, and the flow of nature's breath was also clearly visible.

Recalling that horrifying power, Gu Jiting felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

"Ok?"

Before his vision had completely spread, Gu Jiting felt a little surprised.

If it is a power that originates from the same source as the giant snake, then there just happens to be one here!

Far in the sky, close in front of you.

"This kid named Yan is a sorcerer, right? Is this what they call the darkest place under the lamp?"

Snapped!
Gu Jiting rubbed his eyes, feeling a slight sting, not as heavy as he had expected. Then, he continued to look around, with his vision fully open. In this clear night sky, if it was the power of the Eight Fraud Gods, it should shine like a bright lamp, but no matter how he looked at it, that power was only in one place in Qinling.

"Strange, why is it like this?"

"So did I find it or not?"

After falling back to the ground, Gu Jiting spread his arms, indicating the entire Twenty-Four Section Valley.

"The result was very smooth. What I can see is that here, the entire Qinling Mountains have the aura of innate spirit beasts, but it is very weak."

Gu Jiting tapped his eyes with his right hand and said, "My eyes are not blind. This is the best proof. They once existed in this place."

"Unfortunately, there is nothing brighter and more dazzling than this one as far as I can see."

"Here?" Yan Huan seemed to be enlightened and suddenly realized.

The Qinling Mountains unite the north and the south and benefit the whole world. It is known as the central water tower and is also hailed as the dragon vein of the entire Chinese civilization.

The Zhifu is the chief of the Eight Gods and is born in the central earth, so it makes sense for him to be here.

However, the aura here is now so weak that Yan Huan can hardly detect it, which means that Zhifu has left this place for some time.

"Who could have done this?"

Yan Huan’s first reaction was Feng Tianyang.

But the thought was fleeting.

A sorcerer who possesses "Zhi Fu" and "Liu He" could be forced to kneel down and beg for mercy by a group of ordinary aliens. Then the title of the Eight Deceitful Gods should have been removed long ago.

"Apart from Feng Tianyang, the only people who have been to the Twenty-Four Sections Tongtian Valley recently are Qu Tong's forces, the foreigners, and... Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao and his group."

Chu Lan is insidious, Hunqiu'er is cynical, Xia Liuqing and Mei Jinfeng both have character flaws, and these people cannot form the conditions to attract the Eight Deceitful Gods.

The only candidate Yan Huan could think of was Feng Baobao.

"Come with me!"

Yan Huan lifted up Gu Jiting, spread his wings behind him, and flew straight into the night sky.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Sheng immediately turned into a gust of cold wind and chased after him.

But even if they could also transform into creatures born and raised by nature, there was still a gap in their levels. As Zhou Sheng chased, he lost his target.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Huan arrived above the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei region, overlooking the bustling night scene below.

"Now, show me."

Gu Jiting swallowed his saliva. It seemed that he would have to die here with these eyes today.

Snapped!
He broke free from Yan Huan's hands and disappeared without a trace again.

About ten minutes later, Gu Jiting appeared again with his eyes intact. Just as his body was about to fall, Yan Huan picked him up with one hand.

"No, but there are traces of it staying there."

"Hmm..." Yan Huan frowned and landed on the rooftop of a high-rise building.

I looked at the busy streets and the neon lights on the billboards were still flashing.

"Since there is a breath, it means that the idea is correct..."

Taking out his cell phone, Yan Huan called Feng Baobao.

"Hey! Huanzi, long time no see. It's rare to see you calling me..."

"Where did you go instead of staying in the company?"

"Me? Nason Island. The natives here are so unreasonable. All our supplies have been stolen." Feng Baobao glanced at Zhang Chulan who was in a state of panic beside him.

Also standing by were Lu Linglong, her eldest cousin Lu Lin, and the foreigner Baron.

"Ah... As expected, after Tang Sect, the next place is Nasen Island. It's a confusing place, I really don't want to go there..." Yan Huan stared at the screen of the phone that was still on.

But the only clue we have learned so far cannot be avoided without involving Feng Baobao, so we have to go even if we don't want to.

"Yeah? Hello? Uh?" A strange and puzzled voice came from the other side of the phone.

"See you later." Yan Huan hung up the phone, waved his hand, and turned to look at Gu Jiting.

"Senior Gu is so convenient. When you need it in the future, you must be there whenever you need it. That gaze will always be on you."

“Uh——” Gu Jiting was speechless.

convenient?

What on earth does this person take himself for?

"Okay, let me know if there's anything. I'm not very good at using young people's things, but I'll still give you my phone number."

Gu Jiting left his contact information.

I'm not afraid of anything else, I'm just afraid that when this kid named Yan can't find anyone, he will use a Teng snake to stare at me...

After Gu Jiting left, Yan Huan became worried again.

This Nason Island, also known as the "Island of Strangers", originated from a group of believers who worshipped the forest god in ancient Rome.

After a series of events, the believers in the Roman area moved the sacred tree and it disappeared from the official history of the world.

There is a new Nason Island in the world. This island has existed for thousands of years, but it has never left any trace in any public information in the world. It is not marked on the map, and even the satellite maps have been processed.

It only exists in secret archives sealed by various political systems in history, and in rumors on the dark web.

To people in ordinary society, the people on the island are as good as non-existent.

It was precisely because of these reasons that Yan Huan had no idea where the so-called Nasen Island was.

"At this time, we can only mobilize the omniscient Er Zhuang."

After Er Zhuang sent the location information, Yan Huan discovered that Nasen Island was more than 8,000 kilometers away from here.

"So far... At this time, I should use the Flowing Golden Escape..." Yan Huan sighed, his body turned into golden light, and turned to the east at a very fast speed.

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Nathan Island.

The surrounding area was in ruins, with waste piled up like mountains and iron sheets, glass fragments and old electrical appliances scattered all over the ground in a mess.

The air was filled with a mixed smell of decay and paint, and dust flew up from time to time.

A foreigner wearing a beret stood on the top of a garbage mountain, measuring towards the distance with an iron stick in his hand, as if he was estimating the distance.

After operating for a while, he nodded with satisfaction, jumped down from the garbage dump, and picked up a bucket full of dirty blood.

"From here, it should be possible to get to the next meeting point... Alchemy arrays are really troublesome!"

Ok?
A line several dozen meters long was drawn with dirty blood. When the foreigner looked up, there seemed to be a human figure in the air.

"Oh my god, what the hell? An angel?"

Being on the island of aliens, it is not surprising to see any kind of means.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The outsider waved into the air.

Yan Huan heard the shouting and looked down. The long dark red line was quite eye-catching in the gloomy atmosphere of the garbage dump.

"What is this foreigner talking about?"

"Speaking of which, this guy is drawing a magic circle?"

Yan Huan flapped his wings and flew high into the sky, looking along the track of dark red lines.

The traces formed by the dirty blood almost encircled the entire island, forming an extremely large alchemical array.

"What a generous gesture."

"This magic circle looks familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere."

(End of this chapter)