Weird Cultivation, I have a five-organ temple

Chapter 122: Air-Eating Centipede and Sound-Transmitting Conch

After Shang Lu arrived at Yunhua Mountain, he went straight up the mountain.

The people responsible for outer patrols and guarding were yamen runners and local militia.

Even if these people didn't know that Shang Lu had been promoted to county lieutenant, they recognized him. However, they still checked his password and identity before letting him pass.

After entering the mountain and walking for a while, Shang Lu and Du Feng were stopped by a voice that came from the sky before they reached the entrance of the secret realm:

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

The two looked up and saw that the one calling them was not a human, but an owl.

This owl is about the size of a four or five-year-old child.

It descended from the sky and landed on a tree, looking down at Shanglu and Du Feng. Its weight was so heavy that the branches could not bear it and bent down.

“Is this a man or a bird?”

Du Feng couldn't help but exclaimed after seeing the appearance of the owl.

This owl actually has a human face!
Shang Lu looked more carefully and found that the human face of this owl was composed of the patterns of the feathers on its head.

But at first glance, it is indeed a bit scary.

Another strange thing is the owl's tail. It is not like the feathered tail of an ordinary bird, but is very similar to a dog's tail, and is furry.

"Identify yourself and state your purpose. Otherwise, you will be considered a spy and killed without mercy!"

The human-faced owl spoke again, speaking human language with a strange accent, a bit like a parrot imitating human language.

At the same time, shake the feathers on your body so that they all stand up.

Under the sunlight, these feathers flashed a cold metallic light, like sharp knives.

Shang Lu had no doubt that once the action was taken, the feathers on the human-faced owl would immediately turn into a rain of thunder arrows, covering the enemy and shooting them into a sieve.

He did not hesitate and immediately stated his identity and purpose:
"I am Shang Lu, the county lieutenant of Luoshui County. I am here to report to the Wind Master Yuanfeng the suspicious circumstances I found during my inspection."

"Shang Lu, find Feng Boyuan and report the situation."

The human-faced owl summarized Shanglu's words into three parts, repeating them over and over again in its strange accent.

At the same time, its eyes were fixed on Shang Lu and Du Feng, without relaxing its vigilance at all.

After a moment, the human-faced owl seemed to have made contact with someone, stopped its chanting, and also put away its erect feathers.

This time, the sound that came out of its mouth was completely different from before.

It was as if someone was communicating with them through the mouth of the human-faced owl:

"Just wait here, don't go any further, or you'll run into danger."

"It's not like we haven't been inside before."

Du Feng muttered softly, and then asked Shang Lu: "Sir, have you ever seen a bird with a human face and a dog tail that can speak human language before?"

"Never seen it before."

Shang Lu shook his head and warned Du Feng, "There are probably traps and mechanisms set up by the witch officers ahead, so don't rush in."

"I know." Du Feng nodded in response. What he said just now was just a complaint, and he had no intention of really going inside.

He is just straightforward and stubborn, but he is not really stupid.

The human-faced owl did not stay here to guard Shang Lu and Du Feng. After making sure that the two of them were fine, it flapped its wings and flew into the sky, monitoring the ground from high above.

Shang Lu and Du Feng didn't have to wait long before they saw Feng Boyuan hurrying over.

His speed was extremely fast. Although there was still a long distance to go, he took only two steps and arrived in front of the two people.

Then he went straight to the point: "What suspicious situation did you find?"

Shang Lu immediately told Feng Boyuan about the Feng Shui master's story and took out the red-headed centipede.

Feng Boyuan looked at the red-headed centipede and asked, "Have you sent anyone to investigate this Feng Shui master?"

Shang Lu nodded and said, "Before coming to Yunhua Mountain, I gave the order to send people to investigate. I also asked them to arrest the Feng Shui master and bring him back to the government office for trial first."

"That's exactly what I want. I was saying that you and I would be able to work well together."

Feng Boyuan said with a smile, then he pinched his fingers and released a spell.

A moment later, a wizard official who was much older than Feng Bo but one level lower in cultivation came hurriedly.

After seeing Feng Boyuan, he bowed and called him senior brother.

Feng Boyuan first introduced both parties, then told the witch officer named Yuan Tianfeng about Shanglu's discovery and handed him the red-headed centipede.

"It's an air-eating centipede." Yuan Tianfeng recognized the origin of this red-headed centipede at a glance.

"This centipede comes from tombs in the Jingchu area. It likes to use corpses, especially newly buried corpses, as nests and lay eggs in them. It reproduces very quickly. At the same time, this centipede is also good at exploring the earth veins, likes to steal the earth's energy, and will excrete toxins to pollute the earth's energy."

When Shang Lu and Feng Boyuan heard this, they both raised their eyebrows and had a bad guess.

Feng Boyuan immediately ordered: "Junior Brother Yuan, you set off now and go to the tomb site chosen by Feng Shui Master for Zhang Peng to see where the ground vein of that mountain is connected to, and then explore the direction of the ground energy."

"Yes." Yuan Tianfeng nodded and immediately chanted the spell.

Shang Lu and Du Feng saw that the soil under his feet softened instantly, as if it had turned into liquid, and his whole body sank immediately.

"Is this the Earth Escape Technique? It's not quite what I imagined."

Shang Lu was amazed in his heart.

"My junior fellow apprentice is an expert at astronomy and geography. He can tell at a glance if there is anything odd about the tomb site chosen by the Feng Shui master. If you are interested in this kind of knowledge, you can ask him for advice in the future."

As he spoke, Feng Boyuan took out a conch from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Shang Lu.

"What is this?" Shang Lu took it and looked at it curiously.

“This is called a conch.”

Feng Boyuan introduced: "Even people who don't know magic can use it. All you need to do is pour water into it and then speak to it, and the words will be transmitted to the mother snail."

After saying that, he took out a snail that was two sizes larger, which was the so-called female snail.

"This is a magic weapon that the county government just sent. Take one. With it, you can contact me at any time without having to run back and forth."

"It's great to have this treasure." Shang Lu said happily.

After he came into this world, the most inconvenient thing he felt was communication.

In my previous life on Earth, I could make phone calls, send messages, and use instant messaging no matter how far away I was.

But in this world, in the country of Ba, except for wizards like Feng Boyuan who have mastered extraordinary powers, the rest of the people basically rely on shouting to communicate, which is very inconvenient.

Although this kind of conch can only transmit messages between mother and daughter conches, it is better than having nothing.

Du Feng came over and looked at the conch curiously, and said in amazement: "As expected of the Witch Academy, they can make any kind of treasure."

It was a rare opportunity for him to flatter someone, but he didn't expect to flatter the horse's leg.

Feng Boyuan said somewhat awkwardly: "This conch shell was not made by our Witch Academy, but was purchased from the Mohist School.

Only the Mohists would spend so much time and effort to figure out this kind of magical tool that does not require any magic and can be used by ordinary people.

But because they don't use magic, the magic tools made by the Mohists are slightly inferior in power and effect.

For example, when you use this conch, you have to be careful. If there are streams or rivers around it, its sound transmission effect will be very good.

But if the surroundings are very dry, and there are no streams or rivers within ten miles, or the streams and rivers are dry, then the sound transmission effect will be very poor, or even fail. "

Shang Lu seemed to be thinking: Is the conch using the river as a signal station?
In the previous life, those who went to remote areas and wanted to surf the Internet or make phone calls would run to the mountains to get a better signal.

And in order to achieve a good sound transmission effect in the future, wouldn’t he have to jump into the river holding the conch?
No matter what, it will be much more convenient with the conch.

It was also at this time that Shang Lu noticed that Feng Boyuan seemed to have a look of worry between his eyebrows.

He turned around and asked Du Feng to stay away, then lowered his voice and asked, "Officer Feng Wu, I see that you are worried, but have you encountered any problems in the development of the secret realm?"

"Yes."

Feng Boyuan did not hide the truth from him: "As you know, this secret realm is the remains of an ancient sect. We are impersonating the sect's disciples and can enter and exit most areas, search for treasures, set up formations, and collect spiritual energy. However, we are barred from entering a few places with the most concentrated spiritual energy."

"Is your status as a disciple not enough? Have you tried pretending to be an elder?" Shang Lu made a suggestion.

Feng Boyuan sighed, "I tried it, but it didn't work. Instead, I lost one life and two people were seriously injured!"

Even the witch officer died in the secret realm?

Shang Lu took a breath and thought that the secret realm was indeed dangerous. Fortunately, Sanniang had protected him before, otherwise he would have been finished.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, and he suggested: "Have you ever thought about changing your identity?"

Feng Boyuan smiled bitterly and said, "If you can't even be an elder, what identity can you change to? Sect Leader? That's not easy to pretend."

"No." Shang Lu shook his head: "Maybe I can try to change my identity as an animal."

"animal?"

Feng Boyuan was stunned for a moment, and then he felt as if the clouds had cleared and the sun was shining.

He slapped his thigh excitedly and said, "Yes, this sect is best at raising and controlling beasts. If the identity of a disciple or elder is not good enough, maybe I can get away with it by changing it to the identity of a spirit beast!"

(End of this chapter)